1. California Zephyr


    Date: 11/16/2015, Categories: Fiction, Incest, Author: Schaka, Rating: 93.3, Source: sexstories.com

    at 60 because of heart problems, they lived the good life in San Mateo. On the downside, his illness adversely affected their sex life. Restless for a moment, Kathy shifted in her chair and recrossed her legs. It had been difficult for her first. At 50, she felt like she was in the prime of her sexual life. However, over time, and with a liberal use of toys, she managed. However, she felt an itch for an adventure. As she watched Joel take his seat, a faint tug of memory took her back 32 years to Derek and their baby. She shook herself. Now where did that come from, she thought. She smiled and nodded back at Joel. "Really not much to see here, Kathy said just old factories and old buildings." "And thus it is around most train stations, Joel said waxing poetic, surrounded by the flotsam and jetsam of another era." "Oh my, Kathy tittered, you sound like a poet." "Oh my God no, Joel laughed, that one phrase exhausted my entire poetic repertoire." Joel surveyed the 50ish full figured white woman. She wore her grey streaked brownish hair in a tight bun behind her head. There were faint crow’s feet around her eyes and laugh lines around her mouth. Her chest was full and hung heavy. She wore a flowered button up the front knee length dress. As she recrossed her legs, he caught a glimpse of her full pink thighs. "Well, since we are the only ones here and we have a similar interest in slum architecture, why don't you join me?" Kathy was a little surprised at herself for being so ...
    forward. However, he seemed harmless enough and the bartender was standing behind the bar not 30 feet away. Besides, she thought, he looks interesting. Kathy was not in the habit of picking up men. However, a month away from her husband and watching the affection between her daughter and her husband left her feeling a little lonely. Joel was a little surprised at the sudden invitation but figured, what the hell, I am not going to do anything today anyway. For the next several hours, the two strangers chatted about their families, their travel preferences and the state of the industrial slums around Chicago. Kathy admitted to being a white knuckle flyer. After a terrifying flight from San Francisco to Chicago, she had elected to take the train home. A little embarrassed, Joel shared his fantasy of the Orient Express. Feeling the effects of her third seven and seven, Kathy offered that there was no way she could be confused with a dark haired mysterious foreign beauty. She went on to say her hair used to be bright red and that freckles still covered a good portion of her body. A few hours into their session, they were behaving like old friends. To make a point, they would lean forward and touch the other's hand. When one or the other laughed, the hand would go to the other’s shoulder. Kathy had not had this much fun in years. Despite the difference in years, there was a connection. Kathy even felt comfortable enough to do a little flirting. She turned her chair so that she faced ...
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