More than just bed and breakfast

My work means that 1 week in four I have to live miles away from home on the west coast of England and so I always used to stay in local hotels but i don't really like the impersonal nature of big-chain hotels. During last summer I noticed several b&b's that looked nice and decided to persuade my boss that it would be better for me to stay in one of those. He agreed - particularly when he realized they were cheaper than the hotels!

So the next visit to the west coast I booked a b&b run by a 65 year old widower. I knocked on the door and got a great welcome and was shown to a cosy little room by the owner Mary. My first night was great and the cooked breakfast cemented my opnion that this was much better then staying in a hotel. I negotiated the same room to be left free for me for 1 week each month and over the next few months I became very friendly with Mary the owner (she was a little like my mum as she was 65 and I was 32).

As the months went on I began to get little perks as a regular paying guest and one of these led to Mary and me getting even closer.

Every morning Mary would wake me with a cup of tea by knocking on the bedroom door and then when I replied she would come in dressed in her nightgown with the tea and put it on my bedside table. When she had gone out of the room I would sit up and drink it before getting up and showering.

Over time she began to just walk in and wake me up and that was great - just like mum when I was a boy.

Then one night last summer I decided to sleep on the bed as it was too hot to get under the covers. I always sleep naked and the next morning I woke up as Mary was opening the door and only just covered myself up before she entered. When she came in I realised that I had a hard on and for the rest of the day I kept wondering what would have happened if she had seen me and I hatched a plan.

The next morning I waited until she was coming in to the bedroom and laid down on my belly with the covers pulled up to just below my ass and pretended to be asleep. She came in and put the tea on the table and didn't call me straight away then I felt her pull the covers up a little to cover my ass before she called my name to wake me.

When she left the room I had to wank immediately until the cum dripped from my hand onto the floor. I decided that I would take it a little further the next day.

The next morning came and this time I lay on my back with the covers round my ankles my cocked ached it was so hard. Mary came into the room, put the tea onto the table and stopped. I could hear her breathing gently for a few seconds and then she slowly pulled the covers up before calling me to wake me up. Again when she left the room I had an immediate wank and decided that tomorrow I would push it even further.

When she entered the room the next day I lay on the bed naked with the covers under me so she couldn't pull them over me. She put the tea on the table and for a few seconds she did nothing and then I felt her hand on my cock as she slowly began to stroke it.

"I know your awake" she said. I opened my eyes "You really have a lovely cock" she pulled her nightgown open revealing her own naked body. Then she threw her leg over me, sat down slipping mey cock into her wet pussy and began to ride it up and down. "I have been waiting for this for weeks but wasn't sure you would be up for it until today."

We spent the rest of the morning in bed and since that day whenever I stay here I share her bed and get more than tea each morning.