Change of Life

by Ann Douglas

Caution: This Erotic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Fiction, Cheating, First, Oral Sex, Voyeurism, older woman younger man sex story,older woman seduces young man sex story.

Desc: Erotic Sex Story: Like many women her age, Miranda Parkes expected to eventually go through a change of life. What what that change would be and where it would lead her was totally unexpected.

Miranda Parkes sang along with the car radio as she made a right turn onto Jefferson Avenue and then a quick left over to Madison Street. The song had been popular back in her high school days and brought back happy memories to the forty-eight year old. Then again, she really didn't need anything to feel good right now, not after leaving the doctor's office and her yearly physical a half hour before with a clean bill of health. In her happy state and with lunchtime so near, Miranda decided to stop by her older sister's house and see if she'd like to go out for lunch.

It wasn't often that the two of them got to do that anymore. At least not since Miranda had gone back to work a few years back to help with the kids' college costs. Now, with both her son and daughter out on their own, the salt and pepper haired woman found that she liked it too much to quit. Working at the Office Barn might not have been her dream job, but it beat sitting at home in a now empty house and watching the soaps.

Work wasn't something that her sister, Alice, had ever had to concern herself with. While Miranda's husband, Ralph, was successful enough as the manager of a local electronics store, Peter Moore, whom Alice had married right out of college, owned a string of dry cleaning stores that made the two of them much more than comfortable. That Peter had been twelve years older than Alice or that their marriage had been childless hadn't seemed to matter.

A last turn down Washington Place brought Miranda to Alice's house, a nice Colonial at the end of the street. As she pulled in front, Miranda was disappointed to see that neither of their cars were in the driveway. She then remembered Alice saying something about planning to take her car in for service this week and it looked like this was the day. So much for going out for lunch.

"Well, maybe another day," Miranda said to herself as she adjusted her glasses and glanced back over her shoulder to check traffic before pulling out.

She had just put the car in gear and was about to release the brake when she remembered that she was still carrying some papers from the family lawyer in her purse that Alice had asked her to pick up for her. She had been carrying them for two weeks, forgetting to give them to her twice.

"Maybe I'll just leave them here before I forget them a third time," she thought as she put the car back into park and turned off the engine.

Walking up to the front door, Miranda decided not to leave the envelope in the mailbox since, after all, the information was personal and not something that Alice might want someone else reading. Searching through her bag once more, she quickly came up with the emergency keys that both sisters carried.

After letting herself in through the kitchen door, Miranda put the envelope on the counter where Alice was sure to see it and scribbled a short note across it. Just enough to say she stopped by and was sorry she missed her.

Miranda was about to go when she thought she heard a noise from the living room. At first, she was sure it was her imagination, but after hearing it a second time, she was almost sure that someone else was in the house. Not wanting to panic, although part of her wanted to do just that, the short haired woman decided to take a moment to peek into the living room through the louver doors over the counter.

If Miranda had seen a gang of thieves stealing away everything her sister owned, it wouldn't have startled her as much as the image that appeared when she moved the small door open a half inch. Despite the absence of any cars in the driveway, her sister was indeed home. The problem was, she wasn't alone.

As hard as it was for Miranda to believe, her dear older sister was half naked and on her knees in front of the couch. Her large breasts, of which Miranda had always been envious of, now hung free as her dress was down around her waist and her bra was clearly visible on the carpeted floor. The fifty-two year old's appearance wasn't half as shocking as the fact that she was performing oral sex on a man definitely not her husband.

The young man sitting on the couch, his eyes closed as he tilted his head back and enjoyed Alice's attentions, couldn't have been more than twenty-one at most. Shirtless himself, with his jeans pulled halfway down his legs, the black haired youth had a quite impressive physique. Along with a well defined chest and arms, Miranda also noticed a rather large tattoo of a panther on his left bicep.

Morality and everything else aside for a moment, Miranda found it unbelievable that such a hot young man would even look twice at her sister, much less engage in sexual acts with her. After all, the honest truth was that when you got down to it, Alice Moore looked like just what she was - a middle aged woman. Oh she was still attractive for her age, especially since unlike "little sister", Alice refused to let her own short hair show even the smallest traces of gray, but she hardly had the sort of body that men lusted after.

Miranda didn't have much time to ponder the question as the encounter she was witnessing suddenly became even more intense. Alice lifted her head off the young man's cock, of which even from her limited vantage point, Miranda could see was quite impressive, and stood all the way up. Then, after pulling her dress all the way off, followed by her panties, Alice climbed onto him, taking hold of his cock and guiding it into her.

"Oh yeah, baby," Miranda heard Alice cry out a few moments later as she began to ride his manhood with an ever increasing fury, "give me that beautiful cock, fill me up with it! Fuck me hard and make momma come!"

Finally it all became too much for Miranda and she realized that she had to get out of there. Closing the swinging door as quietly as she could, Miranda quickly crossed the kitchen and fled out the side door, locking it behind her. It wasn't until she was safely back in her car that she realized that in her dash, she had still retained enough clarity of mind to have retrieved the envelope on her way out.

"Thank God for that," Miranda said to herself thankfully as she pulled the car away as quickly as she could. The last thing she wanted right now was for Alice to know she had ever stopped by this morning and seen what had been going on in her living room. Not until she could decide what, if anything, she should say about the whole matter.

That was a question that preyed on her mind for the rest of the week. One that caused her to avoid two of her sister's calls, telling Ralph that she would call her back later, which she never did. How could she when she still didn't know what to say?

By late Saturday morning, the matter finally came to a head. Ralph had announced that Peter had just called and asked if he wanted to go to the baseball game with him. Evidently, one of his friends who were originally supposed to go had canceled at the last minute. Seeing as Peter had season tickets right behind the first base line, Ralph was hardly going to say no.

"Why don't I go with you?" Miranda suggested.

"To the game?" Ralph asked, thinking that Miranda didn't realize that the other seats were already spoken for.

"No, just to see my sister," she clarified, "I'll drive myself back home and Peter can drop you off after the game."

"Well, okay," Ralph said, not really wanting to give up the car but not wanting to start a disagreement that might ruin his going to the game either. "But I have to leave now if we want to get to the stadium to watch batting practice."

"No problem," Miranda smiled, knowing full well that he was hoping that she would say that she needed some time to change before going and then change her mind. "Let me just get the papers that Alice wanted me to drop off and I'll be ready to go."

Taking the new envelope she had transferred the papers into from the buffet in the dining room, Miranda dropped it into her purse and met her husband at the door. Bringing over the papers would be a good excuse for her unexpected visit, especially since she still didn't know what to do about what she'd seen.

"I'm so glad you decided to stop by," Alice was saying as she poured her younger sister a cup of tea as they sat in her living room. "I was almost beginning to think you were avoiding me for some reason, that I might've done something to make you mad."

"No, I've just been busy these past few days," Miranda lied, hoping that for once, Alice didn't see through her deception.

"Really, with what?" Alice asked, pouring herself a cup before taking a seat on the couch.

Miranda let out a soft breath, thinking that Alice was sitting in just about the same spot where that young man had been the other morning. A memory that reminded her of the envelope in her purse.

"Oh, I have those papers you asked me to pick up from the lawyer's office," Miranda said, thinking that changing the subject would be a good idea.

"I asked you to pick those up almost a month ago," Alice commented as she took a sip of tea.

"Well I did, I just kept forgetting to give them to you," Miranda replied, her defensive nature where her sister was concerned kicking in automatically.

"Well I'm glad they're not something important," Alice countered, "not the way you forget things."

Falling into a pattern that had lasted a lifetime, Miranda got even more defensive and before she knew what she was saying, let the proverbial cat out of the bag.

"I'll have you know I came by the other day to drop them off but..." she started to say then stopped in mid-sentence, too late to undo the damage.

"But what?" Alice asked.

"But you were occupied."

"I don't understand," Alice replied.

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