Well you retire and find yourself at a loose end on many days. Life was much the same from one day to the next, but I never saw this coming. I’d recently moved and got to know a few new people in the area casually. I would often see the same couple in the supermarket shopping, and I’d joke with them about the price of things and such, just passing the time of day. I was surprised one day to see the woman on here own shopping and even more surprised when she asked if I fancied a quick coffee in the café. I would say she was in her early40s and always well dressed. My eyes were always drawn to her fine breasts, which I’m sure they both would sometime catch me staring at.

So after we had done our shopping I met her in the café for a coffee as arranged. Nothing exciting just a chat about this and that and once we’d finished our coffee we’d head off our separate ways. This seemed to be now a regular weekly thing which if I’m honest I started to look forward to. She had always seemed happy but as the weeks went by I could see she was looking sadder each time we met. I asked her if she was ok and she burst into tears and blurred out her husband and her weren’t getting on so well. Before I knew it I was asking her if she wanted to go elsewhere for a chat as the middle of the café was hardly a private place. She said yes and I don’t know why I said it but I invited her to my house. She took my address and said she would go home to drop off her shopping and then be round if that was OK.

An hour later the doorbell rang and I was greeted by her standing there  so I invited her  in. I asked if she wanted something to drink and she asked if I had anything to drink, so I went and got her a glass of wine and came back and sat down and we chatted. Like many people they  were finding their life’s busy and tough, which she told me was also leading to problems elsewhere in the relationship. I assured her whatever she said would go no further and with a quick drink of her wine she went on to tell me they hadn’t had sex in over 3  months. I jokingly said to her lucky her it was only 3 months, I can’t remember my last time it’s been so long. That seemed to relax her and we chatted more about her problems. I always feel sad when people who still love each other seem to drift apart and told her she was lucky it wasn’t 20 years ago because I’d have got her on my massage couch and give her a relaxing massage. She laughed and said lead on, where’s the massage couch as she had never had one before. I told her I hadn’t done any for years and made the excuse about it needed to be setup etc so it would have to be another time. After our chat she seemed a bit happier and when see left she gave me a big hug and a quick hamless kiss.

The following week I saw her as usual in the supermarket and again we went for a coffee after our shopping. She thanked me for listening to her and she had mentioned it to her husband and he was happy for her to have a massage as long it was at their house and he was home. So I suggested she call me when they had free time and I’d come round and treat her to a massage. So a few days later she called and arranged for me to come round the next night. I arrived with my oils and she took me through to their bedroom which was nice and warm. She had candles burning and the lights were turned off  so it was a relaxing place for her to receive her first massage. I sorted out my oils on the table beside the bed and told her to get undressed and lie face down and drape a towel over her. I said I’d leave her for 5 minutes to get ready. I went and had a chat with her husband who handed me a drink. He thanked me for coming round and trying to help them. I said I better go and get started and that I’d leave the bedroom door open so he would be able to check anytime if he wanted to make sure she was comfortable.

So I went off to massage his wife, I popped some music onto my phone and slowly starting by pulling the towel down to her waist and placing my hands on her back. I don’t who was more nervous, her or me? Anyway it all came flooding back to me and within minutes she was telling me how relaxed this was making her feel. I then worked my down to her legs which I arranged slightly apart. As my hand were gliding up her inner thighs I could feel her part the more, and the odd sigh could be heard. As I move the towel slightly to massage her butt cheeks I suddenly became aware she had no pants on. So I drifted back 20 years and as I massaged her legs my hands would go further up with each stroke till I could feel her pussy against my hands, her wet pussy I might add. With her husband in the next room I didn’t go for my usual fingering of the pussy during a massage, didn’t seem the thing to do.

Eventually I asked her to turn over and this time I left her towel just covering her waist. The gentle massaged her face, then her neck and shoulders before moving to massage her tummy. As I progressed my hands moved further up till I was also now massaging her breasts. Wow I though those nipples looked so suckable but I again controlled myself, although my cock had decided it was getting interested. I moved to massage her by now widely spread apart legs. She said she was feeling hot and threw the towel to the floor revealing a nice trimmed bush. I spent the next 10 minutes massaging her legs when I suddenly noticed looking in through the door was her husband, standing with is cock in his hand slowly wanking away. As he seemed to be enjoying it I felt more relaxed and let  my fingers slowly massage her pussy lips and rub her clit, which was met by her moans and before I knew it I had 2 fingers inside her exploring her g-spot. I think all the months of no sex had hastened her orgasm and with a flood of her juices she bucked under my fingers. As she came down from her orgasm I looked at the door but her husband had long since gone. I left her to come down from her moment and went through to speak with her husband, who acted like nothing had come on. I stayed for an hour with them both making small chat before making my excuses and leaving. As I left she held me close and thanked me for releasing all her stress. I saw them both doing the shopping the following week and during our coffee afterwards they both invited me round again and could I show him how to give her a massage. Guess that means part 2 of this story. What happened next really was what I never saw cumming.