Bertie.

Bertie.Part 1. A secret revealed and a proposition.A story by my lovely wife beth in which she explores her fantasies.....I sat there in the passenger seat of Sarah's Corsa staring wide eyed at what she was telling me. A glance from her, looking quickly back at the road, a grin from ear to ear as she took in my expression."What?"She giggled."Oh my god....are you serious?" My exclamation making her giggle even more. "Oh yes, I'm very serious"She continued with her shocking revelation, and as she drove me home I listened intently to her story....My name is Vicky or vix as my friends call me, I'm 19 and studying at college, my best friend Sarah is 20 and works in a care home, we've been good friends since primary school and the only friend I truly trust.She's just finished a shift at the care home where she works and is giving me a lift home before going home herself, an apartment she shares with her boyfriend of 2 years, mike.I wonder what Mike would say if he knew what she'd been doing and with whom.I'd known there was something not right about her for a while now, she was guarded and secretive which wasn't like her at all. I knew she had something to tell me and tonight my persistence had paid off.She told me about a new man in her life, a secret liaison she had been carrying on for weeks behind her boyfriends back, she was having an affair.What made this all the more interesting bursa escort was one little detail, the man in question was old enough to be her great grandfather. An astonishing 79 years old. Ok a little backstory here, as I mentioned me and Sarah go back a long way, we share a lot of things including secrets, things we would never tell anyone else. As we grew up together one of these secret things was our mutual fetish for much older men, the older the better.We would talk about the big age gap subject a lot in our private conversations, even writing each other stories about it, letting our fantasies known to each other, it turned us both on, not in a bi way but just a kind of exploration.Later Sarah was to take things further, at 18 shortly before she met Mike and while at college, she had a short affair with a married man, a 59 year old tutor.She would always give me all the juicy details, much to my fascination, excitement.....and frustration. I suppose what I really wanted was to experience an older.....an old man myself.What can I say? I just love the whole thing, wrinkles, grey hair, experience. Older guys just do it for me, I want it, want to have one for myself. His name is Albert and she'd met him at the care home, not one of the residents but he came to visit a resident, his brother.They'd hit it off from the start, at first just being friendly.Then things progressed bursa escort bayan one day when she'd finished her shift but found the Corsa wouldn't start. Albert or bertie as he liked to be known to his friends just happened to be leaving after visiting his brother, offered to give her a lift home.She had flirted with him in the car and he had responded by kissing her, they swapped numbers and arranged to meet at his home the next day."It all just seemed to happen at once" She said."One day we were just being friendly at the home and the next.....I guess the attraction is strong" She continued to describe what had happened on that first meet at his home, telling me everything. As I listened, taking in all the exciting details I crossed my legs, I could feel it getting moist down there. It seemed old bertie was very virile, well endowed and had staying power. I was curious so asked about the little blue pill?"Nope.... doesn't need it he's very fit for his age, walks miles everyday"I had many questions, Sarah answering them all in detail and when I asked what he looked like she pulled the car over and got her phone out."I was going to tell you tonight anyway so I took this picture yesterday, I can delete it after you've had a look" The photo was a selfie with her and Albert smiling faces, bertie is a handsome chap, looking very distinguished, nice smile, kind blue eyes, clean shaven, escort bursa his grey hair is receeding, he doesn't look his years. I'm instantly jealous but also happy for my friend and eager to know more."How come these things always happen to you..... never me!?" My frustration was real but I spoke wearing a grin. I was currently between boyfriends and here she was carrying on with 2. I expected a light hearted response from my friend but what I saw in her reaction was far from that. She suddenly looked very serious and a little sheepish."Well....erm" She stopped, swallowed then carried on."Well vix erm....I don't know how to say this....I hope you don't mind but me and bertie have been discussing something for a while now..... about you" She stopped again. We had reached my home where I live with my parents.Pulling the car over to the kerb she put the handbrake on and turned to face me. My curiosity burned."What do you mean?" I asked, feeling a little uncomfortable at how Sarah was looking at me. She swallowed again, clearly nervous."Look.....I don't want you thinking Im weird or anything but.....well.....oh what the fuck..... would you like to join us? Share Bertie with me?" Her question hit me like a lightning bolt and for a brief moment I couldn't say anything, it was Sarah's good humour that pulled me back to my senses. Putting a hand on my shoulder she said "Not in a bi way vix, I mean, I like you but not that much" Her grin had returned and I instantly felt better, I also knew what I wanted.Returning her grin I simply replied "Yes please" Part 2 'A journey and a meeting' to follow.