When I was 22 I was going to college and working part time in a library to help pay my expenses. I noticed this woman who used to come in with her mom, who was in her 70s and belonged to a reading group that met once a week. While the mom was meeting with her group, the woman would sit out in the reading chairs and read or write in a book, which I assumed was her journal or something.

When I was at the front counter she would say "bye" or wave when she left, she was nice to her mom and I thought she was kind of cute. I figured she was in her late 30s or early 40s, but she looked good for an older woman (well, older to ME, I was 22!).

Eventually, I started to look forward to seeing her every week. I would stock the magazines or find other excuses to "accidentally" to end up by the chair where she was reading. We had a couple conversations, you know, "is that your mom in the reading group?", "how long have you been working here?" kind of thing. Once every couple months the library had an open house/book sale and I asked her if she had ever been to one. She said no, but maybe she should bring her mom.

Well, the next time there was an open house, she showed up, but without her mom. We started talking and she said "what do you do when you're not here?" and I said, go to school, study, hang out with friends. She asked me where I hung out and I told her. She asked me if I was going out tonight and I said I probably would.

I could imagine where this conversation might be going, but I couldn't believe it. Okay, this woman was probably 20 years older than me, but let me describe her. She was small, very petite but not skinny, long dark hair and really pretty dark brown eyes. She was just kind of compact and you could tell she was in good shape but not really muscular or anything, just toned. She laughed and smiled a lot, which I really liked. I'm not an ugly guy, I've had my share of girlfriends, and I've been told I look pretty good. I'm tall, thin and in good shape, I ride my bike a lot, but this woman made me nervous in a way I had never felt before. I've never been with an older woman, and hey, who hasn't had that fantasy?? But I wasn't sure if I would ever have that experience. Now I started thinking maybe I should see if I could.

So I took the leap and told her I was going to a pub downtown and if she wasn't doing anything, would she like to join me and a few of my friends for a beer? To my surprise she said okay.

She said she'd meet me there. Shit, now what? I wasn't ashamed of her being older, I didn't have a girlfriend at the moment, I was excited about being seen with her - but what would we talk about? I barely knew her. Oh well, my friends would be there and I figured I would find out all about her from their nosy questions, if nothing else!

She showed up about ½ hour after I got there. Long story short, we drank quite a few beers, my friends drifted off and we found ourselves alone. She asked me where I lived, if I had a girlfriend, what kind of guy I was. She said she noticed me because I seemed kind of shy and she liked that. I didn't actually have to do much talking, she asked all the questions. She asked me to walk her outside because she had to go, so I did, and when we were on the sidewalk, she looked at me for a second and said something about, "I'd better do this now, I might never get the chance again" and leaned forward and kissed me! I was pretty startled but managed to get with the program pretty quickly. She just looked at me, like she was waiting for me to say something. I said something lame like "I wasn't expecting THAT" and she asked me if I was disappointed. I said hell no and then she popped out with "do you want to go to your place and have another beer?"

The answer to that, of course, was hell YES, but I was pretty cool. She followed me in her car to my apartment, me wondering the whole time, what was going to actually happen here? I didn't even know if she was married or not.

Well, we arrived and she came in and started kissing me right away. We kind of drifted over to the couch and she sat on my lap facing me, kissing me the whole time. I asked her if she wanted a beer and she said, "I'm not thirsty now", which sounded totally about right to me, and we progressed with the kissing and finally I got up my nerve enough to find her breasts, which were nice, not too big, and very soft. She started kind of moaning and making all these soft sounds and she said "can you talk dirty while you're having sex?" I could do it if she wanted me to, although that wasn't something I generally practiced.

She lay back on the couch and said "tell me what you would do to me right now if you could" So I proceeded to describe what I would like to do to her, all the time getting hotter and hotter and thinking this was pretty cool, most of my sexual experiences had been pretty hurried or at least not very prolonged, and certainly not discussed to this length, but I found myself thinking this was pretty wild.

She kind of started caressing herself while I was talking, across her face and then her breasts and down her legs and doing that little moaning thing. When I tried to lean over and kiss her again, she said take off your shirt. I did, then I said okay, now you. She did and then I helped her take her jeans off. Then she said "can you put on some music, something slow?" That wasn't exactly what I had in mind, but I did it and then she said "dance with me, I want to feel you" So we did this kind of slow dance, feel-each-other all over thing that made me crazy, I kept trying to get her back to the couch but she said not till this song is over.

When it was, I asked her if she wanted to go into the bedroom and she said yes. When she got all her clothes off she said sit down on the edge of the bed. She started kissing me and rubbing my chest and legs and then touching my cock, kneeling on the floor in front of me. She said "are you in a hurry?" and I said no I certainly am not and then she said "good, because I want to enjoy this".

You know, girls my age just don't SAY things like that! And take her time she did; she kept rubbing my cock and then stopping and sitting on my lap and kissing me and then back down on the floor and using her mouth, just a little because I'm sure she didn't want me to change my mind and rush things after all, which I could have at any moment by then.

I really, really wanted to get inside her, probably more than any girl I had ever had sex with. I think that was her point, she wanted me to really want it and that seemed so sexy and hot to me.

After awhile longer she said "have you ever had anal sex?" and I said no (I hadn't) and she said would you like to? I said sure, I guess so, do YOU want to? She said she liked it but she said not yet, let's do this first. She sat down backwards on my lap and guided my throbbing cock into her pussy, rubbing it for the longest time first all up and down her and then sliding it in slowly. Every time I moved the slightest inch to facilitate things, she stopped and pulled back. This was making me so ready, I was going nuts trying not to come. Then she eased it all the way in and started moving back and forth, kind of bent forward and lying on my legs, moving just her ass back and forth. What a visual! I had to close my eyes at some point and grit my teeth to hold it in.

Then she stood up and said "I want to take a break for a second" and I thought we were going to have that beer now or something, but hold on, she didn't mean I was going to get a break. She lay down on the bed and pulled my head down to her pussy, obviously I knew what she wanted. She said "slow, slow, do it slow" so I did. Just took my time and explored every inch and crevice, no hurry, listening to those sweet moans and gasps. She said she wanted to come that way and eventually she did, the moans getting quite a bit louder.

Then she said, okay , let's get back to it. She lay down on her stomach spread-eagled, with her damp hair spread all around her head and said just remember to go slow at first. Shit, I kind of sat there for a second, I really HADN'T done this before, and I didn't want to hurt her. She said get some lotion if you want, which I did, and she put it on me, then kind of helped me guide it in. Her ass was so damned tight, it really did feel like something way different, and having to go so slow this whole time was keeping me crazy horny. She started moving a little faster and pulling me further in, squirming around and saying that she liked it and that she wanted me to fuck her and not to stop, you know, that cool stuff that guys like to hear. Then she reached under her herself with one hand and started touching her pussy and in a minute or so starting moaning again. She said are you ready in this really breathy voice, and man, you know I was, so I said anytime you are. Damn, when she came she tightened up her ass and squeezed me so hard I thought I was going to explode. I came so hard and it felt so great, I'll never forget it.

We lay there for a few minutes just catching our breath and sweating. Then she leaned over, kissed me again and said "I've really got to go". I said no, can't you stay and she said absolutely not. She kissed me again, got up, got dressed and said "don't get up, you look so good there". Then she was gone.

Of course, I saw her in the library after that but she never suggested we go out again and, it sounds strange, but I just couldn't get up the nerve to talk to her about what happened and ask her if she wanted to do it again, which of course I would have in a heartbeat. She always smiled and made small talk with me, but acted like it had never happened. Weird. But okay, too, in a way.

That was, up until then, the best sex I had ever HOPED to have. It still is in some ways the best sex I've ever had. The slowness, the excitement of being with an older, obviously experienced woman (I found out later that she was 44), the first time I'd had anal sex, the first time I had actually watched a woman masturbate in front of me……

Well, library lady, if you happen to be reading this, thank you. It's been eight years since that happened and I still think about it. I want you to know that you gave me a very happy memory and one that I will always remember.