Albeit I have been Bi for most of my years, the following was a real situation between periods of growing experience. It is all accurate bar some poetic licence as to the dialogue. For fuck sake, we've gotta get that fucking bell sorted I thought as Margie stood there laughing at me. The bell should ring to let us know someone was coming up from the pub. I was stark bollock naked and trying to get changed when she come up into the flat. Brian and June were down in the bar and I should have taken over from Brian ten minutes ago, but as usual I had been fucking about with some friends and was late back. I'd jumped into the shower for a quick change and grabbed a shirt from the utility room before going to my bedroom to change. Which would not normally have been a problem as I should have been alone (so I thought) until Margie popped by to see my mum. Margie was the missus of another pub, her and her husband Charlie were long-time friends with my mum and dad. She was 40, 5'3" very slim and although workout and fitness centres were not in abundance in the early 80's she was fit due to the physical work needed to run a pub. She had very dark naturally curly hair, dark eyes, slightly tanned skin and a lovely pair of tits which she would just about keep in her blouse or dress. I must admit that I had often had a sneaky glance at her whenever she was about and I did find her very attractive, but this was my mates mum a friend of my mum and dad so thinking any further was ridiculous. She could be very fierce if needed to keep order and all the punters new who the real guvnor was so did not cross her. All I could say was "Oh shit" when she appeared in the hallway as I was running between rooms. "Don't worry it's our secret" she cackled as I turned red and dived into my room. "I take it your mother is not in then?" she shouted through the door. "No, she's with dad at their house and will be back later" I called back through the closed door. "Tell her I called and I'll phone her later, OK?" "Yes, Margie I will" "Thanks for the eye full, bye see you soon" was the last I heard before the flat door closed. Somewhat 'shell shocked' I sat in silence and waited, hoping that she was not going to be in the bar when I went down. It also gave me a little time to stop the 'hard on' I was getting because of the adrenaline rush and improper thoughts while being naked in front of Margie. It was just before four when I finally appeared and Brian was his normal 'arse' self but looking round the bar quickly I could see Margie was gone. "Glad you could join us I suppose it's ok if I go now?" he said sarcastically. "Sorry mate, I got caught up. I'll make it up to you tomorrow you can go early" and he was gone. I quickly put my little encounter with Margie out of my head and got on with the shift. A couple of months went by and I crossed paths with Margie a few times but nothing was said (thankfully), time passed and I thought nothing more of the incident. One evening Margie and Charlie were in the bar with my parents while I was working in it. They were all chatting normally when my mum called me over. "Charlie is going to Tenerife for a week to play golf with a load of guys and he wants to know if you would go over and help Margie out while he is away?" came the innocent question. "Err I suppose so but It's a bit of a shlep back and forth from their place" I said, trying to get out of it. "It's OK, you can stay over and use Stevie's room he's going to be with us" Charlie 'chirped in'. Steve was their son and had been my mate since we started primary school together, about 15 years ago. He was golf mad and pretty good, so any opportunity to go and he was off. Unlike me, he didn't like the 'pub game' and never wanted to work with his family. "OK Chas, no problem when do you want me there?" "We are off next Saturday if you can come on Friday, I'll 'show you the ropes' so you're ok" "Friday it is then" my mum agreed and that was that. Friday came round, I had packed a bag and my dad dropped me over to Charlie and Margie's place. Charlie took me through the basics of their pub and as Margie would be there it was no big problem if there was something I didn't know. It was a good place with a younger crowd so there was always plenty of 'crumpet' in the bars. Not going to be that bad as I would not have the 'beady eye' of my mum watching out for me 'getting up to no good'. Once we had finished the 'grand tour' I went upstairs with Steve and he got me settled in his room. I had stayed there loads of times before and his spare bed pretty much had my name on it. That night I was not due to work and had been playing pool with Steve while we were checking out a couple of 'birds'. Margie asked Steve to help out as it was busy but he was already a little merry and not of a mind to 'jump in' so I 'volunteered'. I couldn't quite 'put my finger on it' but as I was working Margie seemed different with me, maybe because I was working behind her bar and not drinking with Steve in it. I carried on and put it out of my head. After the shift was over and the bar was empty, I sat with Charlie and Margie. Steve had already gone up to bed due to the early start and the few pints he had consumed. As we chatted, Charlie said "You behave yourself while you're here, I've heard all about you; young man". At this point I froze and looked at him thinking Margie had said something about seeing me naked and started to go red. Then he laughed and followed it up with "I don't want to come back to a load of grief coz you've been putting it about with my customers" Margie said "don't worry about that Charlie, I will keep him firmly in hand" winking at me as she spoke. Saturday was a busy day and we were kept on the go during both day and night sessions. Working behind a small bar can be like dancing so as not to bump in to, step on toes or generally obstruct each other. I had always been quite good at avoiding everyone when working but felt that Margie was not because of the amount of times we came together or had to squeeze past each other. As the night drew to a close, the bars emptied out and we cleared up. Most of the regulars knew that a 'lock in' was not happening as Charlie was away and that was his gig. Margie was looking forward to an early night (of sorts for a publican). When the last of the customers were gone, I locked the doors and Margie put a couple of drinks on the bar saying "I think we deserve these, it's been a busy night?" We sat at the bar chatting about how the day had been and how I had been good for the first time working in her pub. Having finished our drinks, I stood and was about to go when Margie said "Is that right you put it about then, anyone today catch your eye?" with a cheeky grin. "No Margie, not today and Charlie did give me that little warning to behave" "So, I didn't catch your eye then you normally have a good look when you think I can't see you?" "I don't look Margie" I nervously replied. "Yes, you do I know you do but truth be told I've always liked that" came her grinning reply. What happened next stunned me and left me speechless. Margie said "Don't forget, I've had a good look at you and I very much like that too" as her hand slid up between my legs and held me. "Now, am I going to get some of what all your little conquests have had then?" while she rubbed me through my jeans. "We can't Margie, what about Charlie and Steve" I feebly stuttered. "Well that's not what your cock is saying" as it stiffened to her touch. "Fuck Charlie, you and I both know he has the odd bit of skirt when he's away or on a night out. He thinks I don't know what he gets up to so what's good for the fucking goose and all that" was her very hard response leaving me in no uncertainty of what she thought and wanted. "I know you want it, you're not going to disappoint me, are you?" was more of an instruction as opposed to a question. She eased up on the stool, her heels still on the foot rung and pulled my face towards her with both hands and I leant forward and started to kiss her. As we kissed, I pulled her closer to me and began to run my hands over her body. We stood there and enjoyed the passion, excitement and hunger between us and I remember the taste of her got me rock hard. Feeling her body for the first time was like electricity shocking through me. "Upstairs now" was her order, which I was not about to disagree with. Lights off, doors locked and we were up in the flat within minutes. Again, we were full on snogging as we undressed each other grappling our clothes from each other's bodies. I had never experienced anything like this before, all of my previous encounters had been with girls of my own age or a little older. I could not get my head around the fact that Margie was twenty years older, married and my mates mum. This was moving so quickly and I could not stop (not that I wanted to for a minute). We were almost naked and I went to open the door to the bedroom when Margie pulled me away and into hers. I should have felt awkward but I didn't, by now all I wanted to do was fuck her and I couldn't care less about anything else. We fell onto the bed and Margie immediately took control, she pushed me back and straddled me. I was totally naked and could feel her nickers as she ground herself against my cock. I slid my hands up her thighs and behind her arse pulling her forwards and with that I clamped my mouth to her pussy working my tongue against the material covering her. She gasped as I eased the tight material away from her pussy and pushed my tongue into the wetness. Her pussy lips parted to let me in further and I began to hungrily eat her. Margie was riding my mouth, moaning and telling me to keep going. Her wet pussy was hot and tasted like nothing else I'd had before. Her juices covered my mouth and they felt silky as I gorged on the most exciting pussy I had ever had. Margie started to heave herself against my willing mouth and she begun to gasp for breath. Within seconds she came with a crescendo of gasping, swearing and almost guttural screaming. She released the biggest flow of wetness that caught me by surprise making me swallow, cough and drink the hot juices that she was almost straining out of her body with so much force. Margie's body began to relax slowly and she spasmed hard occasionally as my tongue lapped over her clit making her draw breath. I was in heaven and did not want to stop eating her pussy until she slid backwards off of my mouth and down my chest resting on top of me as she tried to regain her composure. She lay there and we kissed deeply and more slowly than before, I could feel her hot wet pussy against the tip of my cock and she knew this as she was moving herself almost to tease me. Margie had recovered after we lay there for a while and cheekily said "I suppose I had better repay the compliment, hadn't I?" and with this she disappeared further down my body. I felt her hand take hold of my cock and a pulse went through me as it strained to full hardness. The next feeling was the hotness of her mouth as she took my cock and sank down on it. It felt like she was going to swallow me whole as I moved through her mouth and past the back of her throat. I had heard of deep throat but never had it and boy was it good. She worked her mouth up and down my rock-hard cock and slowly stroked it at the same time. Most of the girls I had been with had given me a wank or sucked me but this was in a different league. Her rhythm was slow and the force with which she sucked was amazing. I began to move and she could feel me writhing each time she sank further down my cock. She had me gasping and groaning but all of a sudden, she stopped and pulled off of me. Her hand slid to the base of my cock and it tightened keeping me still and slowed my writhing to a stop. I was a little surprised as I thought she was going to make me cum like I had her and asked "Is there something wrong?". "No darling, this is to stop you finishing too soon, it will make you last longer and you will cum harder I promise" she said and kissed me again. She done this another couple of times and I was getting more and more excited with each time. On the last time she rolled over onto her back and told me to fuck her. I had been hard for ages and so wanted to fuck the wet pussy that had exploded over me earlier. I positioned myself above her and moved to enter her pussy, Margie held my cock with one hand and parted herself with the other. She eased me into her and whispered "slowly, I have not had sex for ages and you are quite a big boy" with that cheeky smile she had. Supporting myself on my outstretched arms I obliged and slowly pushed into her hot wet pussy. Deeper and deeper until I was fully inside her velvet smooth pussy, I felt every inch of her against my cock as I moved between the wet walls of her very tight hole. I stopped when my cock was fully in and waited before I started to pull backwards, slowly and smoothly I eased in and out of this wonderful woman. I felt so good and when she gasped as I reached full depth, I wanted to push even harder. Gradually I started to fuck her gaining in speed and force as she encouraged me to be faster and harder. She was now begging "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me" and I could feel myself pushing harder and harder each time. Very soon I could feel the force and aggression within me rising to a point of no return. "Oh God Margie I'm gonna cum soon I can't stop myself, should I pull out?" I said not knowing what to do for the best. "Cum, cum inside me. I want to feel you deep inside when you cum" as she wrapped her arms and legs around me and pulled me into her. Within seconds I came deep in her, almost forcing my cock deeper inside her as the first wave of cum erupted from my cock and again and again with each spasm of spunk I pumped into her. My god she was right, I had never cum this hard before and so much. The cocky bastard that I was and who thought he was so good already was getting a real lesson from one hell of a real woman. I was in a right state, gasping for air and the sweat was dripping from me when I finally finished and still, she held me inside her not letting me pull out as I was still semi hard and twitching. We lay locked together for ages and with each movement of my body and twitch of my cock Margie sighed and moaned. Margie loosened her hold and I slipped gently out rolling onto my back to rest, fuck me I was knackered. She rolled into me and we kissed as she lightly stroked my body, her fingers running over my legs and torso. She said "I have not felt that for years, you are good but I will make you better. We have all week and you will learn how to satisfy a woman, not that you just didn't but in all areas, I'll sacrifice myself for your future lovers" and again that now permanent cheeky smile. And with that her hand encircled my now growing cock as she told me "You better get ready for round two and you won't have to ask any 'silly questions' this time, will you?" I was still laying down as she continued to stroke me, my cock was again hard and ready for more. Margie eased herself up onto her knees and straddled me but this time she held my hard cock and positioned herself over it. Slowly she lowered herself onto me, she was so wet and I easily slid up into her until I was fully inside. Margie began to rock back and forwards and each time she pushed down harder. This was so good I couldn't believe my luck; she was using me to pleasure herself and loving it. She lay forward and we started to kiss as her body pushed down on me, I was going to be close to coming again. "Oh no you don't. You need to last much longer than that" was her reply. "Fuck Margie, I can't" I panicked. She eased up and stopped riding me and just held my cock with her pussy muscles, I actually felt them tighten. "Now, relax and try to control your excitement. Feel yourself calm and the urge to cum will go down" I was almost blowing air like I had been on a run but it was working. I could still feel the sensation of her pussy and I was rock hard inside her but the urge had dropped. "Start again slowly, this time control your breathing and gently ease yourself inside me with slow movements" she instructed. She 'rocked' back and forth working herself on my cock. We stayed like this for a long time until she began to increase her pressure and speed. I could feel myself getting deeper inside her and with each deep thrust she would let out a gasp or moan. These movements and noises became more frequent and louder. "I want you to cum with me" she said, as her body now ground down on me harder and harder urging me to meet her thrusts. Her voice became breathless and more forceful as she told me "I'm going to cum, fuck me hard now" I started to fuck her harder using my legs to rise from the bed and meet her downward thrusting. She loudly started to tell me "Yes, yes, yes, cum now I want you to cum in me now" With that her body started to shake and I thought I could feel her pussy getting hotter and much wetter as I went over the top and cum. It felt almost aggressive in how she was using me and spoke before dropping onto me as we hungrily kissed. It felt like her whole body had been drenched in hot water and the sweat dripped from her onto me. I remember thinking that this woman was fucking fantastic and I wanted to do anything and everything with and to her. She lay on top of me for a good twenty to thirty minutes, half sleeping and moving with me still inside kissing and touching each other gently as we dozed. Margie slipped from me and turned with her arm and leg still across me saying "You should get some sleep; it's going to be a busy day again tomorrow and I'm going to need you on your game". I looked at the clock and it was ten past five, it was already tomorrow but Margie was already asleep. It took me a little while to drop off as I relived the evening and thought of the day and nights to come. Fuck me, this was only the first night and I was almost wrecked. But so, looking forward to the next six nights. Let me know if you enjoyed?