He was 80 when I was 21 or 22. Met him at a wedding for one of my college classmates. I'd been having an affair with the bride's father (that's a whole other story) and barely knew anyone there. Stayed off in the corner when I noticed an older guy across the room staring at me. Didn't think anything of it at first but every time I looked up, he was still looking right at me. Went outside to smoke and he followed me. He struck up a conversation, moved really close to me, and put his hand on my crotch. Told him that I was about to leave because I didn't know anyone and he said that he was ready to leave, too, and was staying at a hotel down the road. He asked if I could give him a ride to the hotel so he wouldn't have to wait on his "ride." I said yes and we went in to say goodbye to everyone, which is when I found out he was the groom's grandfather. Drove him to his hotel. He made us a couple of drinks, we started making out, and pretty soon he had my legs in the air while he was fucking me. He came pretty quickly (so did I) and then we sat in the bed talking for another fifteen minutes before he asked if he could fuck me again. Only took him about 20 minutes the second time. Needless to say, I was impressed.
I felt pretty guilty the next day after realizing that I'd had secret affairs with bride's father and the groom's grandfather. Decided to avoid talking to anyone in the family as much as I could. Never saw the grandfather again but hooked up with the father a few more times. Still friends with the bride and groom on social media and see pictures of the grandfather posted every once and while. He's still hot, even with a walker. If he didn't live two states away, I'd probably try to run into him somewhere. This all happened about 10 years ago so the guilt finally went away and it doesn't appear that anyone got hurt by it.
Really hot stuff!

















