Lady on the Street

Brief history. I 38 used to go to a diner regularly and then it closed, due to a fire in the building it was in. The diner wasn't damaged in the fire, but the building above it was unsafe and the whole building would be pulled down. A waitress 49 at the diner short at 4'3" slim and I used to get on really well. Not that I thought it was more than her being nice to a customer. The diner didn't relocate, just closed for good and for several months I didn't see the waitress again. I was walking home after being to the gym and seen a woman looking thru trash cans. There was something familiar about her and I realized it was the waitress. I said hello and at first scared her, but then she recognized me and relaxed a little. She told she couldn't get new job as they thought she was too short and now she lived on the streets with everything she owned in a supermarket trolley. I felt sorry for and remembering all the fun I had with her at the diner. I offered my spare bedroom; I lived alone and had an extra bedroom. She was wary of my kindness but agreed to give it a try. Mainly because winter was coming, anyway she and I were walking towards my apartment building, and it started raining we ran the last hundred yards, and I ordered in takeout while showered. We had our dinner, and she went to wash her clothes in the laundry. Over next couple of weeks we got on very well, I was away some of the time due my work. Then in February my assistant told me she was marrying and would be leaving to work with her husband early in March. I would need to get a new assistant. I never thought of my house guest, but later while sitting at home and she was cleaning the apartment. I'm a tidy person and she was just dusting, I thought maybe she could be my assistant. So, I asked her would like to try being my assistant, she didn't think she could do the job. But I said give it a try and she agreed, my assistant would train her, and she got a handle on the job fairly quickly except for computer work. But she was getting better with practice, when my former assistant finished, she was able to take over. I thought she would find her own place but hadn't mentioned her leaving my apartment. Mainly as I liked her living with me, at the beginning of May were still living together and travelling together and were together almost all the time. Including sharing hotel rooms. No sexual interactions at all, this changed on a Sunday morning I was horny, and she was going to make us breakfast. She asked what I wanted, and I said a woman without thinking. She thought I was mucking about and asked how I wanted the woman, I replied naked on my bed. Only then did it dawn on me, what I had said, she replied I've only a short old gal available would she do. I thought she was playing along with me, and I said yes of course. Then we both realized that we were agreeing to sex and as I looked at her, she smiled. We ended up in my bed fucking and she shares my bed every night since then. Best of all, she is a very horny woman and is like the battery Eveready.