Her large breasts caught my eye first. I wasn't sure how big they were but they were at least the size of cantaloupes but likely more like smaller watermelons. She had them encased in a large heavy bra that looked more like a harness than lingerie. Pushed together, they eclipsed her view of her feet. You could see the slight stoop in her shoulders of where the massive weight had pulled down over the years. But once I lifted my gaze from her breasts to her eyes, I saw the twinkle of recognition of a kindred soul. She was at my building to see a home care patient in an apartment down the hall from mine. I had walked out just as she had and we nearly collided.

"Beg your pardon, ma'am. Didn't mean to nearly walk into you."

"Oh, my fault."

She had two decades on me at least though it might have been three but she still had the features that would pull men close. Her graying hair was cut to the shoulders and complimented her face. Blue eyes and fair features made her all the more attractive. In her scrubs, she enticed me to touch but I resisted.

"Do you know Mr. Smith?"

She gestured to the door she had emerged from.

"Yes, we chat regularly when he goes to check mail."

"Such a lovely man."

With that, she said good bye and with her case beside her, walked down the hall. Her tight scrubs stretched across her ass to reveal a visible panty line showing her briefs had ridden up halfway. It was a good ass that looked soft and plump. I watched her walk down the hall to the elevator.

***

I worked from home so I was around the building a lot. Mr. Smith got regular care so it was easy to time my exits with her arrivals or vice versa so we got a chance to chat now and again. Her name was Ellen and she was Mr. Smith's regular daily nurse. I did notice that the lines on her scrubs disappeared so either she had moved to thongs or she had gone commando. It was a mystery I wanted to explore.

We happened to meet in the parking lot the next day. She pulled into Mr. Smith's spot next to me just as I arrived back home. As I waited for her to pull in before getting out, she smiled and waved to me. I got out and waited for her to walk up together. She had her stuff in the back of a SUV but it had gone forward. She bent way over to reach for it but couldn't quite manage. I enjoyed the view from behind as she struggled. Her scrubs were completely stretched and slipped down slightly revealing a white thong.

"James, could you reach this last item please? It's just out of my reach. Would you mind too much?"

She didn't move much from the back of the SUV so I had to brush one of her boobs with my arm. Solid as could be, that's for sure. I bent over and into the back of the SUV and could tell she checked me out as well. I had the small case quickly and handed it to her.

"Thank you, James."

With her thanks, she touched my arm and smiled at me. We walked across the parking lot to the doors which I held open for her and got a smile and thank you from her. We took the elevator together as well and said our good byes when Mr. Smith opened his door.

"She's a hottie, eh, James. I think she likes me cause she keeps coming back each day!"

The peals of laughter continued even after the door shut.

***

I happened to bump into her in a local supermarket on the weekend so after our hellos, we stood and chatted about local events that included the opening of a new coffee shop down the way.

"Have you been yet? The espresso was excellent. I plan to head down there to get one, care to join me?"

We took a table by the window that had just been vacated by the type that use computers in coffee shops for long periods of time. I picked up the coffees and returned to the table to chat with her.

In her brown tweed skirt and white sweater, she looked quite lovely. Her breasts were certainly on display as they filled her sweater to capacity. Her legs were shapely and the skirt fit well.

"How is it that you are sitting with an old woman rather than out with younger women, James?"

"My last girlfriend left town to work and decided that a long distance relationship wasn't worth it. Considering it was an hour's drive away, I think I dodged a bullet. What about you? I find it hard to believe you are single yourself."

"Well, my husband decided he wanted a nice Asian girl half my age instead of me so..."

"His loss."

"I'd say so but it still leaves me left out."

"Well, it's Saturday afternoon so Saturday night has to come after that. Can I take you for dinner?"

"Pity date?"

I think she tried to tease me with that as the smile was on her lips and in her eyes as she said it.

"Well, if I have to take grandma out, I have to do it."

She looked at me in shock.

"Grandma! We'll do this date, you young whippersnapper, and I'll show you grandma."

She had a full smile now and a flush to her cheeks. This was the woman I knew was in there.

***

I picked her up at six thirty for our date. We had reservations for seven and the restaurant was close. She had an apartment just a short drive from my place and our restaurant was a few businesses down from there. We arranged to meet in her lobby and walk.

I was a few minutes early so scrolled through my phone as I waited. A few couples came through. It was a few minutes after that I heard the elevator ding and she stepped out definitely not dressed like a grandma. While I was in a blazer, she was in an absolute sheath of a dress. Her breasts were prominent and the display of cleavage caused me to double take. Her waist was smaller than I expected from what I saw in the scrubs and her legs far more shapely, too. She strode into the lobby as though she owned it and looked to see if I was there.

"James, sorry I'm late."

"Time well spent waiting for you. You look lovely."

She knew she did. Absolutely, positively knew she looked fantastic.

She took my arm and we walked out and down the street toward the restaurant. She had slowed her pace both for the heels she wore and to spend time on my arm as I figured it. The dress gave me a full view of the top of one of her breasts and a deep cleavage shot. Her hair was done up and her makeup accentuated her face and cheekbones. Her breasts were as large as I thought they were and despite my first thought that her nipples might point straight down, these breasts sat low on her chest but protruded forward like a set of train bumpers.

I could have worn anything as every eye was on her as we strolled down the sidewalk slowly. The click of her heels matched the bounce of her breasts. She was a sight to be seen. I had her stop in front of a brick wall and took a couple of pictures to remember the night. The first few were of her, the next few were arm's length selfies with her. She did her part when she grasped my arm and pushed her breasts together to maximize their impact in the photo.

"Send those to me, please."

The restaurant was dark and private inside with real wood and old vinyl on the benches of the booth. She'd asked me to join her on her side as she slide down the bench as we were seated. As a gentleman, I agreed. She didn't give me much room to slide in though and we bumped together. She simply smiled and moved over slightly. The waitress left the menus and returned with water to take our drinks order.

"A cosmopolitan, please."

"Vodka martini, please."

Ellen eased back in the booth to enjoy the quiet sounds around us.

"So here you are with your grandma in a lovely steak house."

"I do like to take her out. She tends to get house bound."

"I'm sure she gets stuck in bed all the time."

"Flat on her back, I suspect."

"Don't bet on it."

She was flushed as she said that but kept my gaze. Our drinks arrived and we ordered as well. Now we had some time and some quiet.

"Will you jump if I touch your thigh?"

I didn't.

"How about here?"

No jump.

"Ohhhhhh..."

I smiled at her.

"Now I am not sure I want steak here or do a take out of some sort meat..."

"How about both?"

The meal was fantastic and the company was even better. Ellen had some great stories and touched me to emphasize points as she told them. We made it through the meal, I paid, and we walked out. I rested my hand on her lower back to steer her around the chairs but let my hand slide down as we walked to rest on her hip. If she had any underwear on, I didn't feel it.

"Ice cream?"

She had a single scoop of vanilla in a sugar cone and licked it daintily. I had pistachio and licked as I mentally licked something else.

"Could you?"

She indicated where a drop of vanilla ice cream had landed between her breasts. I went to dab at it with my napkin but she shook her head.

"Lick it off..."

I looked around quickly and found the street nearly empty. I pushed my face down toward her breasts and stuck my tongue out to lick the drop off. I felt her gentle hands on the back of my head as she pushed me down more. Her perfume, still strong between her breasts, intoxicated me. I stood back up and looked at her again. She used that time to swirl her tongue around her ice cream cone.

"Mmmm, I guess I have to be careful to lick all the cream up otherwise it might go everywhere."

We continued to walk back toward her place while I continued to watch her enjoy her ice cream cone. You see women in movies using cones as props to convey their emotions but this was the first time I had seen it done so deliberately in public. And more importantly, done for me.

"Will you come up for a nightcap?"

She smiled and waved at a neighbor in the lobby as we walked to the elevator. She pressed against me as the doors closed as I put my arm around her shoulders. The silent ride seemed to take forever but we arrived at her floor and walked down to her apartment. A key appeared from her small handbag and we were in.

She put her handbag on the granite counter and turned to face me. I could see a smile on her lips and hunger in her eyes. Now that I could look directly at her, I saw her nipples full and erect through the material of her dress.

"James, I need you to be gentle to start with me, please, it's been quite a while."

There was no question of what was to happen. I nodded and kissed her full on the lips. I felt her tongue touch mine and her body press tighter into mine.

"Unzip me."

She turned and lifted her hair to give me access to the tiny zipper down her back. With it all the way down, she slipped off her shoes and started toward the bedroom.

"Coming?"

She stood and faced away from me as she slipped the dress over her shoulders and down her torso. Her skin was clear and tight as the dress made its way down. She had to give a wiggle to let it slip over her hips but as I had guessed earlier there were no panties to hinder its descent. Her ass was nice and soft and once she stood I could see how good it was. Round and shapely, it would have been the pride of many of the younger women we saw over the evening. She walked to her closet and hung it on the waiting hanger. Then, and only then, did she turn to face me.

The only comparison I have would be the women from various porn sites. It was like a MILF porn come to life. They were massive and natural. I couldn't believe the size. I smiled at her.

"Not too big for you?"

He walked over and knelt in front of me to undo my belt and pants. Pants and underwear slid down and my mostly erect penis sprung up.

"Not too big for you?"

She looked up at me with some apprehension. I'm pretty big and I have scared off a date or two before anything happened just from the sheer intent my penis conveyed. I had left my jacket on the back of a chair so now unbuttoned my shirt as she continued to look at and stroke my penis. It only got bigger as she did.

"James, I don't know."

"How about you rub it between your breasts and see what you think?"

And she did. The hot flesh pulled at my penis as hot flesh rubbed together. It stretched my skin and made my cock head push toward her throat. It was totally different from other small breasted girlfriends as it disappeared fully between her melons. I could tell she felt it get harder and hotter as she lifted up and down. I stepped back with my cock in a full erection.

"Lots of teasing from you tonight but can you back that up with action?"

She licked her lips and stood up.

"You have to go easy, please, James, go easy. I don't think I can fit it in my mouth so I'm going to start with you inside, okay? Please, just go easy."

I took her hand and put it on my penis and let her stroke it.

"I'll go easy on you Ellen, I promise."

She went into the bathroom and returned with some sex lube. She put a large squirt on my penis and worked it in until she was satisfied though still in some disbelief. After she wiped her hands off, she drew her comforter back leaving just the sheet and pillows and hopped onto the bed with her legs spread. She asked me for the lube and squirted it on herself and worked it into her shaved pussy.

"Please, James..."

I knelt between her wide spread legs and rubbed my lubed penis on her lubed entrance. Up and down, up and down, I pushed a bit more with each pass. She had her nipples between her fingers and squeezed them roughly.

"Okay, I think I am..."

I pushed my cock against her entrance and the tip started to slip in.

"Go slow, go slow..."

With a forward tilt, the head popped in.

"Leave it, leave it... fuck."

I held motionless while she rocked her hips.

"Okay, a little more, please, just a little..."

With a few inches in, she began to relax. I was able to slide it in and out more easily but she was tight around me. It must have been quite some time for her. I reached for the lube again and let it dribble onto both of use while I was in. I slipped out and in a few times to add more into her.

"More, put more in, James."

And I did. Her moan was loud as I pushed another few inches deep. Then another and another. I pulled back with my cock almost fully out but then forward fairly quickly.

"Yes, just like that..."

I got into a good motion with a faster in and slower out. Ellen liked it, too, as she moaned and yanked on her nipples.

"Is it all in?"

"Not yet."

"Oh my... push it all in... gently..."

The final couple of inches slipped in and my belly pressed into hers.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck."

Her shudders stopped quickly but any movement on my part for the next minute caused her to hold me tighter so I couldn't pull out.

"So long since that..."

I figured she was ready for some actual action now so lifted my hips and started to fuck her more seriously.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh..."

Her exhalations came in time with my strokes but with no urges to stop, I kept the slow pace up. I had a chance to reach and cup her breast as well so took the chance to feel the nipples. She quivered under my touch which was much more gentle than she had done to herself. I reached down and tickled her clit with my thumb on each stroke in. Her huffs and puffs told me I did something right.

"I need a short break, please."

I pulled out and knelt there with my cock pointed at her sex. She just looked at me.

"It's so fucking good but so fucking full that it's driving me nuts. That cock is amazing."

She played with herself as she said that.

"I want you to take me doggy but I am so scared cause it opens me up so wide. Promise you will go easy if I do?"

She looked into my eyes for a moment then moved. I let her get comfortable and even applied some more lube to her and me. With my one hand on her hip and my other on the shaft of my cock, rubbed my freshly lubed cock against her lips again to spread it around. I rubbed too high and went over her butthole.

"Oh not today, not today, not today..."

I would keep that in mind but for now, I pushed back in with the tip fully in her.

"You ready Ellen?"

She nodded rapidly and I started slow. She pushed back on each stroke and we got into a good rhythm. I still wasn't fully in but she asked for gently so I took it easy.

Well, I went easy until she started to thrust back harder each time.

"Fuck me like you mean it."

I picked up the pace. She went wild in her own thrusts back, banging her hips and ass into my hips and thighs with each full stroke. It hadn't taken much for her to get back into it and it turned me on. She stayed up on her hands to let her breasts move and I could see she had lowered enough to have her nipples drag on the sheets each way.

"Fuck me hard, I'm..."

The moan cut off her last words as I pounded into her. Her moan became a high pitched wail then subsided as she dropped to the bed apparently fully spent. I didn't stop though and after a bit she was back with it. It must have been a long drawn out orgasm as the moaned wail returned once more but this time she fully dropped with no movement. I pulled out to check on her and found her eyes rolled back but a strong pulse.

Fuck, I thought I had fucked her to death. It would be a good story for later.

I lay with her on the bed with a blanket over both of us. She was out but fine.

Thirty minutes later, with her soft snores from the bedroom, I slipped out, used her key to lock the door, and slid the key back under the door so she was safe.

***

The next morning I awoke to a knock on my door. In my robe and tousled hair I went to see what delivery had arrived.

It was Ellen. She stood there, red with embarrassment.

"Can I come in?"

I opened the door fully and she walked in. After I closed the door, she spoke.

"I'm sorry I passed out on you. Well, not really because that was incredible. What you did to me was... incredible. I was out."

I smiled and offered coffee.

"Like it was like nothing I have ever experienced. I thought it was going to hurt and it did to start then I went mad for it. I came for what felt like an hour by the time I finally dropped off."

Black coffee for each of us as we sat on the couch.

"And I realized that you did all the work and got nothing out of it. I left you hanging."

It's true. I took matters into my own hands with some MILF porn and lube when I got back to my place. I had blown a good load while I looked at her picture on my phone.

"I just wanted to say thank you. It was great and I want to pay you back soon. Okay?"

Count me in for Round Two.

"I have to visit Mr. Smith now and another patient after him but then I am off. Can you get off work early today and come over?"

"Sure can."

"Come by for two then, okay?"

She gave me a quick squeeze through my robe and went out. I heard her knock on the door and Mr. Smith greet her.

***

I heard her speak to Mr. Smith as I made another cup of coffee for the next work task.

"Of course it's no problem, it's just across the street. I'll be back with milk and bread."

Ellen often got him some groceries. I usually did as well when I went for my own as he wasn't super mobile.

I headed back to my desk when I heard the loud screech. There was often traffic noise so as there wasn't a smash that followed, I didn't pay it much mind. The sirens got my attention though as they came closer and closer. I overlooked the front of the building so went out onto the balcony and saw the crowd gathered around a person in the middle of the street.

I made it down to the road in a matter of a minute by the stairs.

I made my way through the crowd as the ambulance arrived to see Ellen laid out on the road with a blanket over her. Her eyes were wide open as she stared into the blue sky above.

***

I took Mr. Smith to the funeral. There weren't many there but after the service we stayed for coffee. A woman approached, tearful, and thanked us for coming. It turned out to be Ellen's sister. She immediately recognized Mr. Smith's name and told him how much he had meant to Ellen with the stories and jokes he shared daily. He had become a father figure of sorts over the years she had worked with him. Ellen had talked about him all the time. Mr. Smith was pleased to hear that as he wiped away the tears.

"I just wish we knew who she had started to date though. She wouldn't say a word but I know she had fallen in love again with some guy she met. She called me the morning of her... accident... and couldn't stop talking about how he was the one."

She was wracked with sobs and I embraced her tightly.

It was a quiet car ride back with Mr. Smith. I helped him up to his apartment and made sure he got in safely.

"What Ellen's sister said was true, she really did think you were the one."