Farmer's Widow Revival Pt. 04

Helga was a real woman.

A key question to her therefore was: what to wear on the coming date with Derek?

Over the previous year she had neglected her wardrobe, as she did not go out nor go to parties or receptions.

At the occasional outing to a country fair, she could wear her jeans and shirts.

She decided to travel to town to buy herself a decent dress for the date with Derek.

During her browsing on internet, she found out that she probably needed to look for fashion shops selling clothes for so-called "plus size women" considering the size of her bosom and bottom.

Fortunately, she found sites of shops to her liking and situated in an area that was easily accessible by car.

So that is why Helga found herself in town on a day of the week after Arnold had left.

She had been able to fit the trip into her working schedule on the farm and with some flexibility of her farm hands.

She went to the shop she had found on the net. A rather upmarket women's clothing shop.

Helga said she wanted a skirt that accentuated her appearance, not changed it. She was no fashion model and wished to remain herself whilst wearing the skirt. The shop assistant was very intelligent woman who fully understood her point.

With her advice she soon found a rather sexy skirt. She liked it at once. It was Bordeaux-red and very simple, without fringes. It was low-cut at the top and reached to below the knees. The shop assistant said it was inspired by the so-called "pencil skirt" and she showed Helga with the help of pictures that it fitted her curvy body shape best.

The ready-made skirt did not fit her, however. As Helga really fancied the dress, the shop assistant suggested to have one tailor made in order to ensure a perfect fit. Helga accepted and her measures were skilfully taken by the shop assistant.

The skirt could be ready by the next week and Helga agreed a date to return and try on the dress. Small adjustments could then still be made on the spot by the seamstress if necessary.

So, the week after Helga returned to the fashion shop.

The tailor-made skirt fitted her like a glove and accentuated her curvy body line. The low-cut neckline revealed Helga's impressive cleavage in a tasteful manner.

The shop assistant told her that she was extremely sexy in the skirt.

Helga was very happy with the dress and therefore was happy to pay the considerable price.

She had been waiting for a reminder of her promise from Derek, so his call did not come as a surprise.

"Hi," he said, "remember what we agreed?"

"Yep, I'm ready when you are," she said and that made him laugh.

"Love you girl! I will book a suite at the Grand Hotel in town whenever it suits you. I suggest we go for dinner first. What do you say?"

Dereks direct style suited the naughty proposition he had made, but Helga liked directness, so she did not in any way feel offended.

"You just give me a few days' notice, so that I can organize things at the farm, ok?"

"I will Madam," Derek replied.

Next day Derek rang again. "Does next week Saturday at four suit you?" he asked, "I will pick you up."

Helga reflected for a moment and then replied, "fine with me!"

"You do realize that you will be away until Sunday afternoon, don't you?" he said.

"I do realize, and I am looking forward to that," she said.

"I'm dreaming about that," he said tenderly, "until then, take care."

Helga was ready at three o'clock.

She had packed spare clothes in her small suitcase and suddenly realized that she did not have any decent jewellery to wear.

"I don't care," she thought, "he will have to take me as I am."

She was still very happy with her new red skirt. She felt good in it. In fact, she looked stunning.

At four o'clock on the dot Derek drove his car into Helga's yard. When she heard his car coming, she picked up her suitcase and little woollen coat and went to the front door.

When she opened the door, he stood already before her.

His mouth fell open when he saw her.

Helga allowed him to look at her and smiled at his amazement.

"Hi Derek, nice to see you again," she said.

It took a while before he said something. "Ok, ok, Helga, unconditional surrender!" he laughed, "God you're beautiful... and so sexy!"

"Thank you, Derek. I am also hungry," she quipped.

He laughed and took her little suitcase and coat and put them into the trunk of his car. Then he opened the passenger door for her.

In the meantime, Derek could not keep his eyes off her.

Since he had seen her again, five weeks before, he had been dreaming of her and fantasizing of how it would be making love to her. He found it difficult to concentrate on his work.

Helga felt slightly aroused by the hints of desire in the eyes of the mature man. "He is still quite handsome and virile," she thought. He was also well dressed for the occasion.

During the one-hour ride to town, they chatted amicably but Helga caught him many times furtively looking at her from the corners of his eyes.

"Keep your eyes on the road Derek," she warned, "when we are in the restaurant you may look at me as much as you like."

She saw him blushing several times after she had admonished him.

In the restaurant he was very courteous and eager to please her.

He devoured her with his eyes. He marvelled at the sight of her impressive cleavage.

Helga was very aware of the impact she made on him, and she took pleasure in moving her body so as to stretch the fabric of her skirt to the limit. As she was wearing a rather thin bra, her nipples made small knobs in the fabric.

It was a very pleasant evening, and they exchanged plenty of recollections of old times.

After the meal they moved to the bar, where the lighting was dimmed. Helga started to feel the effect of the alcohol she had taken in. In the drinks before the meal, in the wine and now in the drinks in the bar.

They were sitting at a small table. Suddenly she felt Derek's hand on her upper leg.

He looked at her imploringly. His desire had taken the upper hand and for the first time in years he had a continuous erection.

Helga realized that there was no way out now; she had agreed to this.

To her own surprise though she herself felt aroused by the obvious signs of Derek's desire and by his touching her.

She smiled at him encouraging and let him caress the inside of her thigh. He marvelled at the silky softness of her skin.

His other hand was on the table, and she laid her hand on his.

He looked her in the eyes and almost begged her, "Please Helga, I can't hold out any longer."

Helga rose, picked up her handbag and reached him her hand.

"Come," she said, "show me our room."

Derek gave her his arm and led her to the escalator.

After the door had closed, he leaned forward and gave her a kiss. She smiled and pressed his arm against her bosom.

The room he had booked was a large suite with a stunning view on the town.

Helga walked to the large window to admire the nocturnal view.

She felt him coming up behind her and put his arms around her. Her light skirt was no barrier to the touch, and it was like embracing her naked body.

Helga let him first caress her soft belly and gradually moving his hands upwards to find her large breasts. She heard him gasp when he took them in his hands.

Suddenly he took his hands away and he said," Oh Helga, sorry, I forgot. Not exactly a gentleman, eh?"

Helga turned around and saw him walking to a corner from where he reappeared with a bottle and two champagne glasses.

"To celebrate our night together, "Derek smiled, "a dream come true for me!"

"Sit down please." He pointed at the two lounge chairs next to a small table.

Helga sat down whilst he opened the bottle.

He knelt down before her to offer her a glass of champagne.

"How sweet of you," Helga said softly and caressed his head.

"Cheers! To your eternal beauty!" he blurted.

"Cheers Derek, thank you again," she replied, and they both took a sip of the champagne.

It was clearly a grand cru. The bottle must have cost a small fortune she thought.

"Sorry again for my impetuosity after we had entered the room," Derek said.

Helga smiled, "Don't worry, I understand. I have left you waiting for too long this evening I suppose."

Slowly she rose from her chair and stood before him. He reclined in his chair and looked at her with eyes full of admiration and desire.

Helga recalled how she had conquered many a man in the past. She reached behind her back and teasingly slowly unzipped her skirt. She took it off and threw it on the chair.

Helga had chosen a red slip and bra. The lace bra was clearly under great tension to hold her breasts.

She looked at him seductively and whispered, "come, you take them off,"

He was nervous and horny at the same time, so he did not manage to unclasp her bra.

So, Helga did it herself, whilst facing him. Her heavy breasts fell free. They bounced gently when she moved to take off her slip.

Derek, this big man, was simply immobilized and could not take his eyes off her.

Helga stepped towards him and started to unbutton his shirt. She stripped it off in haste and then she reached for his belt.

It was then that Derek came to his senses and reacted. He further undressed hastily.

Helga was reassured when she saw that he had a firm erection. He was well endowed although not with a size like Arnold's.

She walked backwards to the king-size bed and sat down on the edge.

He came up to her and knelt before her.

She let him fondle her breasts and suck at the nipples. He was overcome by lust.

"Enjoy it," Helga thought, "just surrender and let this man enjoy your body."

She reclined on the bed to lay on her back and opened her thighs.

Derek got up and leaned over her, supporting himself on his arms on the bed.

Helga grasped his penis and led it towards her vulva.

He groaned when his penis entered and fully disappeared into the waiting vagina.

"Oh no, not yet!" he exclaimed when his orgasm immediately overwhelmed him. He let out a long protracted moan.

His ejaculation took a long time to subside.

Meanwhile she stroked him on the head and gently encouraged him.

"Come on, empty them, fill me, give it to me, you needed it, I can feel it" she whispered in his ear.

Helga gave him all the time he needed to finish.

When he fell off her, next to her on the bed, eyes closed and still panting, she kept caressing him.

"You needed that didn't you? Now lie still and relax!"

He looked her in the eyes and said, "I saved it all up for you Helga."

"Oh, so sweet of you to say that Derek, "she smiled, "you sure filled me up!"

Indeed, she felt semen seeping out of her vagina.

"Will you excuse me for a moment? I'll be right back."

Helga made for the bathroom, with her hand catching the semen that leaked from her vagina.

Derek, still recovering, heard her opening the shower. A few minutes later she was back with a towel and wiped his by now flaccid penis.

He looked at the big woman, her breasts bouncing as she moved and asked, "have you had your orgasm?

I'm so sorry about my premature coming, I could not hold back any more. You are so damned sexy!"

Helga shook her head.

"Don't worry Derek, the night is still long. I'm sure I will come later on. You better rest a while now."

Derek knew that he would not be so strong any more this night. He had spent much of his forces in this first intense fuck.

"Helga."

"Yes Derek?"

"I want you to have your orgasm, I want you to enjoy as much as I did.

Will you let me and give you pleasure... please?"

"Of course, Derek. First rest and then tell me what to do. I will be yours for this night."

"I'll tell you when I'm ready," he smiled, "thank you, you're so sweet apart from being bloody sexy!"

Derek stood up and poured them another glass of champagne.

"You don't have to answer me if you don't want Helga, but can I ask you a question?"

Helga looked at him slightly alarmed.

"Sure Derek, go ahead."

Derek seemed to hesitate and then it came out. "Are you fucking young Arnold?"

Helga was taken by surprise.

She felt a slight panic and she took a few moments to gather her thoughts.

How would Derek react if she admitted that she did?

But then, he knew that she was not his! She was a free, independent woman who had been suffering from her lack of male company and sex.

She took her decision.

"Yes, I do Derek. I do and I don't regret because I feel a real woman again after all those years of abstention."

Derek seemed to have known, because he showed no surprise. Instead, he asked, "is he good in bed?"

"Typical question of a rival male," Helga thought.

"Well, he's a young guy and very virile and hot, so you can imagine how he performs in bed," she replied, "As an older woman I struggle sometimes to follow. Up to three times per night! But the sex is damned good!"

Derek sipped his champagne and was silent for a while.

"I understand Helga, I fully understand you. Enjoy it while it lasts, enjoy your life to the full, enjoy this young stud! "

He looked at her adoringly.

Helga was hugely relieved by his reaction.

"Thanks Derek, thanks for your understanding. I am a healthy woman you know, with her female needs.

Don't worry, this night I am yours and I am not thinking of my young lover."

Derek looked as if he could devour her. She seemed sexier than ever to him after her revelation.

He was fully aware though, as before, that she was not for him.

He decided to show himself a good loser.

"I know Arnold better now. He is a great guy, so I am happy for you and for him! What a lucky guy to get such a woman in his bed!"

When they had finished their glass of champagne Derek stood up and reached his hand to Helga.

He led her gently to the bed.

"Lie down, lie down on your back please Helga."

Helga complied and awaited his further instructions.

Derek crawled onto the bed and positioned himself face down between her legs. With his hands he spread her thighs wider apart.

Helga knew at once what he wanted! She decided to enjoy it and closed her eyes.

First, she felt his hot breath on the insides of her thighs and then on her vulva.

Then, suddenly his tongue slid gently along her vulva through the cleft between the labia.

Helga shuddered. It was very pleasant and arousing.

Derek kept repeating the same licking movement for a while and just increased the intensity.

She had started to moan softly, "yes, yes, oh yes, more please."

He saw her erect clitoris protruding and vividly remembered what his wife had always impressed on him, "don't go for the clitoris right away. Watch the woman and her reactions! You'll notice when she is ready for it."

Helga started to wriggle. Her moaning and panting intensified.

All of a sudden, she felt his lips grasp the head of her clitoris. At the same time, he introduced his forefingers into her vagina to look for the hidden bulge behind the clitoris.

When he had found it, he started massaging it gently whilst he sucked on the clitoris.

Her reaction was not long in coming!

She let out a protracted moan and her lower body began to shake.

Derek let go of the clitoris and watched her climax. She pulled up her legs and rolled on her side, moaning.

Several minutes and many spasmic after-shocks later she became completely immobile, apart from her slight panting. Still lying on her side.

Derek bent over her, worried. He parted her hair to see her face.

When she felt his hand, she rolled over on her back and looked him straight into his eyes.

A smile came over her face.

"Are you OK?" he asked

"So sweet of you to ask," Helga said, "I'm fine, just recovering. That was bloody good, thank you!"

And smiling mockingly, "another one of these and I might marry you!"

They took a shower and finished the bottle of champagne sitting in the lounge chairs in the bathrobes furnished by the hotel.

At Derek's request Helga left hers open so that could keep watching her huge breasts.

'Truly monumental', as he called them, making Helga laugh out loud.

At 1 A. M. they decided to try and get some sleep.

They spent the rest of the night in a semi-conscious state, aware of each other's presence in the large bed.

Occasionally they reached out to touch each other.

Derek managed to take Helga once again in a missionary position early in the morning.

After that he was exhausted.

Helga pretended not to have seen the blue pill next to the water glass in the bathroom. It had disappeared next time she was in the bathroom.

They woke up at a leisurely 9 a. m. and Derek ordered breakfast in their room. They ate it sitting on the balcony overlooking the town, with in the distance the countryside from where they came.

Derek thought about the luxury apartment at the coast where he was going to spend his retirement. He had mixed feelings. Leaving the countryside and his farm. For what? Sitting all day in his apartment or on a terrace on the boulevard overlooking the sea?

He was glad though to know that his farm would be in good hands. Through Harold he would certainly see Helga again from time to time.

Helga thought about her young lover and about their joint future. When he ran Derek's large farm at a stone's throw from where she lived.

It was Derek who woke them up from their daydreaming. He went inside and came back with a little package.

"Helga"

"Yes Derek," she replied and looked at him smilingly.

"Thank you for this night. It was wonderful. I hope you enjoyed it too?" he said, "here is something to remind you of this night."

He handed her the package.

Helga opened it and her mouth fell open with surprise. She took the pearl necklace out of the box and held it in the light of the sun.

"Why, it's beautiful!" she exclaimed whilst she extensively admired the jewel.

She put it back into the box on the table and got up.

"Come here!" she said, and she hugged Derek.

"Why this present? You have already been so good in letting your farm to Derek!"

Derek looked her in the eyes.

"Because I value you as a woman Helga, this seems a suitable present to make that point.

Will I see you back sometimes, even if you are with Arnold?"

"Of course you will," Helga said, "you will always be welcome in my house."

This statement of hers somewhat alleviated the sadness he felt about having to part soon.

During the drive home he became resigned to the situation. Derek was a realist and an optimist.

He saw how happy Helga was and the realisation that that was partially thanks to him made him happy.

At Helga's house they had a coffee together and then, after a final embrace he left for home.

"Take care," she said, "see you again soon."

She waved him goodbye and then she entered her house to call Derek.

Everything Helga had foreseen then worked out fine.

Harold worked already a lot of time on Derek's farm during his last year at college.

The nights and the weekends he spent in his accommodation at Helga's, or rather in Helga's house and bed!

After his successful graduation, Harold went to live permanently at Derek's farm.

His enthusiasm and his up-to-date knowledge contributed greatly to the exploitation of the farm and Derek was delighted with Harold's tenure.

After one year when he was well established Harold proposed to Helga.

She accepted despite their large age difference. It had proven to be no handicap at all for them.

I have met them recently and seldom have a seen a happier couple!

Harold intimated that they still had sex each night...

THE END