I want to tell you about Anna [F], a woman who is 15 years older than me [M]

This is the story about how two repressed people found each other and unlocked the wonderful world of sex.

To set the scene, a little background helps to give you an idea the of the world we lived in before we found each other. We are both Chinese Australians who were born in China and migrated to down under at different points of our lives. We live in predominant Chinese communities in Sydney, where the conservative Chinese cultural is very much the norm, despite living in a comparatively more liberal country. Sex is a topic people do not talk about, not encouraged before marriage and anything outside of the prescriptive sexual narrative is very much frowned upon. This is the world that we came from, and left behind together.

I am 30 year, fairly average in just about every aspect of my life, maybe even a little below average when it came to sexual prowess and achievements. I had a few girlfriends, some average sex. When I met Anna I was at a low point of both professional life and sexual life.

Anna was also fairy average, at 45, she is working an average office job, has a teenage daughter and a divorce. She did try a few entrepreneurial endeavours which ended spectacularly. So she was also at somewhat of a low point in life. But it all changed when we met.

It was at a social dinner that we met. I never really paid attention to the older looking woman who was a little soft around the edges. I gave my superficial courtesy when introduced to her and talked to her in a respectable way like we always do in Chinese culture to an person who was older. She asked me about my job, I asked about her daughter's high school studies. It was a dry and awkward conversation that I just want to end. I was very glad to go back to my seat for food, after finally agreeing to give Anna my old HSC (Aus equivalent to SAT) books for her daughter. I added Anna on Wechat and promised to deliver the books the same weekend.

Came the weekend and I almost forgot to deliver the books, until Anna reminded me on a message. I always think of how much of an idiot I was at almost forgetting it, because I had no idea how a few books changed my life profoundly.

Anna lived in a nondescript small house in a Chinese neighbourhood. She came to the door casually dressed in a t shirt and skirt to let me in. Before I could drop the books and leave, she had already shown me to the living room and ask me to sit for tea. We chatted awkwardly for a few minutes where I learnt that her daughter goes to tutoring on weekends and that she lives here alone with her daughter. The conversation seemed dry but also inviting. Between the lines I could sense that Anna did not want me to simply drop the goods and go.

The tension builds slowly as the topic moved onto my job, my previous relationship, then to her marriage and eventual divorce several years ago. She was very friendly and warm, her voice soft and her eyes tells me a story of yearning without her having to say a single word of it. She inches closer as the conversation goes on, the room seemed smaller around us. The message was clear and I was not a idiot to not understand it.

The tension in the room builds, but no one is willing to break it first. Like a Chinese window paper, so thin and fragile, but opaque until someone eventually pokes a hole through it. The tension was amplified by the fact that she was an elder, and a mutual acquaintance. She was supposed to be someone I am courteous but distant to, not somebody I should even remotely have any sexual feelings toward. The taboo around the circumstance made the tension so much more intense. Anna had made it clear, it was up to me to break the window.

"So have you had sex since your divorce?" I could not take it any longer, I had to ask. I can almost see the relief and satisfaction in her eyes. "No..." she replied "I really miss the feeling...". I could no longer weight, I pressed my lips onto hers and grabbed her breast in to my hand, feeling her softness and warmth in my hands. She let out small yelps of pleasure as I toyed with her nipples before finally slipping my hand into her underwear ... she was dripping wet.

"No, let me pleasure you, I haven't seen a man's body for years" She pushed my hands back, knelt on the floor between my legs and unzipped my pants. She lowered her mouth around me and started devouring me with such hunger as I had never seen before. That afternoon we explored and enjoyed each other's body several times. Little did I know that this was only the beginning of our dirty little adventure.

Over the next few months we met up often in secret. Every time we would put each other's boundary a little. The "wrong" and "immoral" feeling of what we were doing just amplified the please so much more. We watched porn together, tried positions we haven't tried before. We tied each other up, pleasuring the other while they were made vulnerable. Anna moved further and further away from the composed and dignified lady that she still acts like during the day. At night when were are together, she became a depraved fiend, who is pleasured by dirty deeds. We started calling each other dirty names, Anna would get extra wet by being called names like slut, cum dump and fuck doll. I start to use her roughly and Anna would enjoy it. We even started an online profile sharing videos of us having sex. The thoughts of being watched by others while she was used especially turned Anna on.

I both feel very lucky to have found each other. We promised to stay together and explore this wonderful secret world. We are currently thinking about finding a playmate to explore together, although I'm still undecided if I want to share Anna's body with another person. This is where Anna and my story currently ends. I might post an update in the future. Hope you enjoy reading. Feel free to ask any questions to me or Anna.