My incurable passion for old grannies!

I am a 58 year old guy, I am hopelessly devoted to old women,I am an incurable old granny lover. Have had many of them since I was about 25 years old. I even lived with one who was 28 years older than me for over 20 years. I met her when I was 35. She was 63 and passed away 84 years old. We had a great time together in all ways. Before I met her I have had about 10 grannies, several of them at the same time, and I visited them regulary. My first granny was my landlady. She was a petit woman, but was carrying on some few xtra pounds. Which is still my kind of granny. She was divoerced, a very nice woman. Nothing happend the first 4 or 5 years I was living there, even if I was very horny and was canstantly dreaming about her.
I did of course not dare to take the first step, and was not sure if she even liked sex. I was also afraid to loose my apartment, if I should fail checking her up.
I noticed that she now and then had a male visitor, which happend to be her divorced husband. I didnt pay much attention to it, she always told me that she left him because he betrated her with other women. And she always talked about him as she hated him.
Anyway, I rented upstairs in a 2 floor house, and she lived on the ground floor, and we got along just fine. So far in my life, I have had a miserable sex life. Reason was of course that girls my age didnt turn me on, I was only interested in old women, real grannies. They didnt have too be good looking or sexy, but ordinary old women. But like i said, I didnt know how to check them up. But I felt i got more and more desperate.
This morning I am going to tell you about now, feels feels to me like yesterday.
I woke up by the slamming of a car door outside. It was pretty early, I sat up in bed and looked outside, still pretty dark, but recognized a man at the gate, it was her ex-husband. After a while I heard the doorbell ringing downstairs. It was an old house, and it was not difficult to hear through the walls. Then I heard movements downstairs, and I heard she went out in the hall to open the front door.
I heard them start talking, impossible to hear the words, because they were not talking loud.
I layed down in bed again, far too early to get up, so I was trying to go back to sleep. After a while it became quiet downstairs, and I thought maybe he had left. I sat up in bed again,looked through my bedroom window to comfirm that he had left, but his car was still there. Still quiet downstairs, and i found it that strange. Why suddenly stop talking. hmmm? I sat up in bed again, and turned my legs on the floor, carefully i layed down on the floor, trying not to make any sound. Her bedroom was right below me on the ground floor, and it was a wooden house and i knew the floor was creaking, which I didnt want to make the floor to do. I wanted them to think that i was still asleep. I pressed my ear hard to the floor. And the sound i heard could not be misunderstood. They were fucking!
I could clearly hear her bed making sounds, it was creaking, just the sound of someone fucking. I could also hear mumbling and whispering, but not what they said. I catched a sentence after while, it was her saying. "Oh Good how stupid I am, letting you do this to me". But I heard her moaning now and then, and after a while it became quiet. This was a big shock to me, to hear this old pair having sex. And for a while i felt a little jealous, but I was too horny to think about that. I finally got back up in bed and I didnt have to jerk off too long until i had an orgeasm stronger than i have ever had before. Now I knew!
From that day I looked at her differently, she apparently was interested and liked sex.
And from that day my behavior towards her changed, I would do anything to get her in bed.
I will tell you next time how that was........