My husband has a friend called Tom whom we've know for years and with whom I've always felt very comfortable. A nice man. My husband was the only one I had ever been to bed with and I never expected to sleep with another man. But one can dream and I dreamed of Tom, harmlessly I always thought. I liked to caress my breasts and touch myself down there in the warmth of my bed during my afternoon nap, imagining sometimes what it would be like with him. Well, quite often in fact. It was a silly, middle aged woman's private fantasy but it was nice and comforting. Tom, unknowingly on his part, was my White Knight. My husband asked me to return a golf club Tom had lent him and I went to drop it off. Unexpectedly, Tom was at home. He invited me in for coffee and as we stood in his bachelor kitchen, he smilingly put his arms round me kissed me as if it were the most natural thing in the world, a real, full, long kiss on the mouth. I did not resist. He kissed me again and led me into the living room where he removed my clothes. He did it very confidently, no fumbling, and when I was naked, he took off his own clothes. I'd only been in the house five minutes. I'm usually shy about my body. My breasts sag and I have a tummy nowadays but no cellulite for which I was thankful. But I felt no embarrassment with Tom. I felt as if I were destined to be nude with him. The first place he touched me wasn't my breasts or even my pussy slit as I would have thought. He hugged me to him and sliding his hand between the cheeks of my bottom put his finger on and then in my anus. I had never before been touched there. I did not even think of it as a sexy part of me but it was a revelation. He kissed me and gently bit my lower lip while his finger probed deep in my no longer secret hole. I wondered if I were dirty and smelly and decided it did not matter as I returned his kisses and pressed my nude body against his. I remember whispering «yes, yes» in a kind of heady ecstasy at being impaled first on one of his fingers and then two. It was if a moment that I had waited for all my life had arrived from nowhere. He was a lovely lover, penetrating my vagina first and then taking my anal virginity with infinite gentleness. Dear, dear Tom. Thank you.