Reconnecting with my first love from 30 years ago

A few weeks ago I had to visit my ex-partner Sally (not her real name) from 30 years ago to discuss some issues in relation to our daughter. We separated sadly due to some health issues but remained amicable and in touch for the sake of our only child. Sally was my first true love and we met initially as housemates back in the early 1990s.

Sally was and still is extremely attractive with curves in all the right places and a twinkle in her eye and a laugh to melt even the most stony of hearts. I met her at her place on a Saturday morning.

"Morning" chirped Sally, "come on in the kettle is on. Coffee?"

"Please thanks", I replied, "the usual".

"Yes I remember after all these years... I've still got it", Sally laughed.

"Yes", I thought to myself, "you certainly do..."

I hope she didn't notice me admiring her figure. I always liked Sally's taste in clothes and today's outfit certainly accentuated her breasts and bottom in a sexy but restrained manner.

For context I am 55 and Sally is 62.

Once coffee was served we got down to some paperwork regarding our daughter buying her first home. We sat very close together at the dining room table going through all the forms and checking that they were accurate.

At this point my mind was wandering back to when we were together and thought about how Sally was always in command of issues such as finances and legal niceties. I had a pang of sadness and a tingling... Sally was turning me on. How long was it since I had sex? Certainly weeks if not months.

After an hour or so we had finished.

"Another coffee Stevie?" Sally asked. Sally only called me Stevie back in the day when she was horny or feeling playful. "Plus, I need to ask a favour. I need some advice on some outfits I've bought before I go away on holidays with the girls".

"Sure happy to help and yes to another coffee", I replied.

Coffee was brought and Sally said "Okay, I'm going to get changed... I need your honest opinion"

"Right" I replied.

Sally came back into the lounge dressed in a stunning one piece bikini. "What do you think?", Sally asked as she twirled around.

I gasped in amazement. Sally looked so hot. My cock jumped in anticipation and I hoped Sally didn't notice I was getting hard.

"Very good... colour suits you... good sun protection... not too revealing" I laughed.

Sally laughed in response. "Trust you to think of that but thanks... another one shortly".

Sally returned in a two piece. It fitted her body perfectly and I noticed her nipples were starting to show through the fabric. "Was Sally turned on or was it because it was cold", I mused to myself.

"I like both Sal, but just be mindful of where you are going and that you burn easily if I remember..." I said.

"Oh yes", Sally laughed, "I remember"

Sally returned dressed in a sari.

I looked at the time and said "Okay well thanks for the documents, coffee and so on and enjoy your trip"

"Pleasure", Sally replied.

We walked to the door and I reached out to shake Sally's hand. She took it and then gave me a hug.

Gosh by this time I was very aroused.

Would I take a chance... I kissed her.

Sally kissed me back.

"Oh hello", she purred.

We kissed again this time more deeply. I moved one of my hands down to her bottom. She was naked under the sari. I felt Sally move my other hand down to the front and to her pussy... Sally was very wet.

"What are we doing?", I gasped.

"Mmmm don't know but don't stop Stevie...", Sally moaned. Her hand then moved to my pants and gently ran her fingers up and down the front. By this time I was rock hard.

"You've still got it Stevie", Sally whispered. "Do I?"

"Yes Sal", I said. "You do".

"Shall we?", Sally moaned.

"Would you like to?", I stammered.

"God yes. Fuck me Stevie. Make love to me just like before...", Sally replied.

Sally led me to her bedroom...