Forbidden!

The waitress placed a cup of coffee on the table in front of the girl. She had just taken her first sip when she heard a voice behind her.

“Rachael, how nice to see you.” She turned to see one of her former professors from her university days a few years ago. She smiled, “Professor Hawkins, I haven’t seen you since I graduated two years ago. How have you been?”

“I’m fine thanks. No need for formalities anymore. Call me Neil. Are you on your own? May I sit here?” Without waiting for her answer he sat down opposite her.

Rachel looked him over as he sat. Grey hair, short neat grey beard, neatly dressed in slacks and an open necked shirt. With wrinkle lines on his face he looked a lot older than she remembered him from her university lectures. She also felt slightly underdressed in front of him in her cut-off jeans and tank top. “So how is the university going?” she asked, “Still teaching?”

“No,” he answered with a sparkle in his eyes, “I retired last year. Now I’m a man of leisure.”

The waitress arrived and took his order. They made small talk for a few minutes, then Neil surprised her by reaching across the table and gently taking her hand. “You know Rachael,” he said softly, “One of the university rules I always hated was no fraternising with the students, especially when there were so many lovely girls in my classes.”

She should have pulled her hand back, but his sparkling green eyes almost seemed to have a hypnotic effect on her and she didn’t move. He continued, “There was one girl who always stood out above the others. Tall, slim, long blonde hair, blue eyes, and the sexiest smile I have ever seen. You know who I’m talking about of course.”

Rachael felt herself going red in the face.

“But of course I could never do anything back then. I couldn’t ask her out for a drink, or to have dinner with me.” He paused, “But all that’s changed now. I don’t work there anymore. I’m a free man.”

Rachael sat there looking at him. She could guess where this conversation was going. She decided to pre-empt him. She stared him in the eye. “So Neil, are you about to ask me out on a date?”

“I know this is very forward of me, but yes.” “How do you know I don’t have a boyfriend?”

“I don’t, but I am hoping. So do you have a boyfriend?” She shook her head. Messy break up a few weeks ago. I’m single now and enjoying it.”

“I could help you enjoy being single even more,” he said with a smile, “All the perks of a relationship without being tied down.”

“Are you talking about sex?”

“Only if you want to.”

“But you’re about seventy. Wouldn’t you need a little blue pill to get it up?”

“I’m sixty seven, and no I wouldn’t need a little blue pill. Seeing you naked would get me hard. Hell, just imagining you naked would get me hard, in fact I’m getting hard now just looking at you!”

Rachael gaped at him in astonishment. Sex with a man 44 years older than her? Could she actually do it? She hadn’t had sex since her break up nearly two months ago and she had to admit she was feeling horny.

“Wait a minute,” she snapped, “Are you married?”

He looked down at the table, “Well yes,” he mumbled, “But my wife is away for a few days, and what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.”

Again Rachael gaped at Neil. She should slap him in the face and walk away. What he was suggesting was so forbidden. But she couldn’t help suddenly feel a tingle of excitement. Forbidden sex could be the ultimate in sexual experiences, as long as this man was good bed.

“Well are you? she asked him.

He looked at her puzzled. “Am I what?”

“Good in bed.”

“Let’s put this way, Rachael. I’m forty years older than you. Forty years of experience in giving women what they want. I bet I know at least twice as many positions as you do.”