A month or so after the divorce was finalized and wife moved halfway across the country for a new job (primary cause i had no interest in living there), i got a call from her mother (ex mother in law). She had texted a few times to say she understood no hard feelings. She called asking to stop by. She showed up looking sharp and tbh had never noticed her physically before as a woman. She and i had been friendly enough during the marriage just nothing special. Invited her in she asked for a drink and nervously blurted out the question of whether we could be friends because with her daughter moving out of state she had no family in the area (her husband and she had divorced shortly after i met my now ex wife). I agreed, not like I had much of a social life anyway. So she started to come over or have me over once or twice a week and we struck up a comfortable friendship. Was not feeling anything about her or toward her, simply recognition that she was an average attractive woman who was smart sassy and quick witted. I was enjoying getting to know her. Once when she was over she made an awkward moment by asking if she was taking up too much of my time when I should be back out meeting people. I told her i had not felt the interest in doing so and then pushed the awkward back by asking why she wasnt either. She said that it was because she had never trusted men again after her divorce, and i told her i understood. Next time I saw her was when i was invited over for a saturday brunch sort of deal. Everything was typical nothing special but after the dishes were done, she took my hand and marched me straight to her bedroom and told me to undress while she stepped to the restroom. My head did not know where I wanted to be but i did so and sat on her bed. When she came back she simply dropped her off the shoulder dress to the floor and was wearing nothing underneath. She was built like a greek statue of a goddess, an incredible natural mature woman’s form with extra pounds exactly where they belonged. I just stared, despite the abruptness my body decided exactly what I wanted. She watched my erection pulse to life and begin to drip quickly. She asked me for one favor….no thinking, no words, she justed needed to f***. At her request I laid back on her bed and without any pretense or preamble she straddled my hips and lowered herself onto me. I felt like I was going to c** instantly as I looked up at her face, eyes half closed, slowly panting, muttering to herself as she adjusted to the penetration and slowly rocked back and forth. She put my hands on her hips and told me all she asked was that I hold on as long as I could because it been too long for me and far longer for her. She kept slowly rocking and I got lost watching her facial expressions and low sounds. She looked down and said as if to herself that she missed the visual of a c*** in her. Then she reached between her legs and began to m*********. I was gritting my teeth trying to hold on and when she realized i could not handle any more she asked me to c** in her. I was unable to argue. Her eyes flew wide as she felt me throbbing in her then sje simply muttered “oh f***…” and i felt her c****** around me as she leaned forward and braced herself on my chest and rode it out. She collapsed on me and we both caught our breath. She got a little shy and laid her head on my chest and traced a finger on my skin and thanked me, and said that when we recovered she would be happy to have another go if I was willing. I asked if one more go was all i could have and she looked up at me smiling and blushing. She said if that was how I felt then we could have as many gos as we could fit in an afternoon, and my response was that that sounded lovely but disappointing because I was holding out for an invitation to stay the rest of the weekend. She looked at me and teared up and asked if i was serious and i told her absolutely. And then I rolled my dice and kissed her as if we had been lovers for years. We were both breathless after and getting wound up again. I stayed the weekend and by monday afternoon I was texting her asking when I could see her again. While we talked things over about how far we each wanted this to go, we were basically living together within a month. She invited me to ditch my lease and move in with her and I gladly accepted. The day i moved in she took me straight to bed and told me there was only one rule, that I had to accept that she intended to prove to me that she was a far better f*** than her daughter was (her words). She lived up to that promise and we are quite happy together. Since we behaved publically and privately as a couple, eventually word made its way to my ex wife/her daughter and we got a joint text from her tearing into us both. My new partner told me to let her worry about it.