I've known Jon and Laura ever since they bought the house next door five years ago.
They'd just moved to the city, Jon was taking a new job, one that was several rungs up the ladder from his last one, according to him, and Laura was a teacher, an elementary school teacher, so she could really live just about anywhere and find work.
So, Helen and I got to know them, even though they were many years our junior. I was just at the end of my career, Jon was rapidly rising in his, and we both always seemed to have a lot to talk about whenever we were together. As luck would have it, Helen was a teacher herself and Laura ended up teaching at the same school, another thing that bonded the four of us.
We often went out to dinner together, invited each other to cookouts, just generally got along really well. We also had many of the same interests and tastes. It really seemed that our ages were of little or no regard in our friendship.
They were very supportive when Helen died, it was a sudden onset of cancer that took her in less than six months. Jon and Laura were and are wonderful, often having me over for supper, making sure I didn't sink into a funk now being alone in life.
It was during a supper at their house, when this story really started.
We were finished eating, just having the rest of the second bottle of wine, when Laura asked if I was seeing anyone, dating at all.
"No, I've looked at those websites and such. There's even some that look more like hook-up sites than anything," I told them.
"Well, Jon, maybe that's really what you need, just some casual 'friend with benefits' kind of woman," Laura kidded.
"Yeah, Ed, there's plenty of lonely wives around, I'll bet there are a few who'd be interested in a little male companionship," Jon added.
"With all the traveling you're doing now, sweetie, I might just be one of those frustrated housewives."
"See, there you are, Ed, Laura's here a lot. I can tell you she's more than a 'once-a-week' kind of woman. You're next door, you could stand in for me when I was out of town," Jon laughed.
I looked at Laura, who, oddly, was not laughing.
"What's this, Jon, are you giving your wife to our next door neighbor?" she asked.
"Well, I've got several three-week trips coming up, why not? It's not like you'd be sneaking around doing anything. I'd know about it and I trust Ed, don't you?"
"And, what if I said, that seems like a great idea?" she asked her husband.
"Like I said, I'd rather that you and Ed enjoy each other than you get tempted by some grocery clerk or some guy at the gas station. And, Ed's all by himself."
"I should just take you up on it," she said as I sat there, somewhat uncomfortably, not quite sure if this was all in jest. I can tell you that my cock was taking it seriously.
But, the conversation went to other things and I really never thought much more about it.
Then, about two weeks later, Laura called me and asked me to supper the next evening.
As I usually do, I took two bottles of wine for the three of us and rang their door right on time at six-thirty.
Laura came to the door, all smiles, wearing a pretty, little sundress, welcoming me with a kiss and leading me back to the kitchen.
We chatted for a minute when I asked, "Jon late getting home?"
I was uncorking the wine when she said, "Remember when you were over last time and Jon thought you and I should become 'friends-with-benefits?'"
Of course, the entire conversation came immediately back to mind.
"Sure, I remember," I managed to get out.
"Well, he and I had along talk about it before he left on his trip. He's gone for three weeks."
I stood there, not sure if I should even say a word.
"It turns out he was serious, he thinks you and I should become, well, I guess the word is 'lovers, ' Ed, you and I. And, truthfully, I rather liked his idea. Now, I suppose it's up to me to see if I can interest you," she said as she smiled at me and pulled off her dress over her head.
Let me tell you about Laura: she's twenty-eight, medium height, slender, shoulder-length blond hair, very pretty face and, well, now I had a perfect view of all the rest. Her body was beautiful. Slender but curved with nice breasts, probably B-cups but they were round and high and pink-tipped. Lower, she was shaved perfectly smooth with a plump, girlish cleft. She had an all-over tan which I later found out was from sunning nude on her back patio when she began having me over to join her in the warm summer sun.
"Oh, Laura, I may be older than you, a lot older but, honey, I'd have to be long dead not to be turned-on by what I'm seeing. You are a truly beautiful woman and, well, you say that Jon is really willing to let us do this?"
"He is, Ed. He knows just how horny I get while he's away and, well, I imagine you've been that way as well. Am I right?"
"Yes, I have been and, well, never more than now, seeing you this way."
"Come here, then and we can do something about it," she said as I stepped to her and we embraced and kissed, her tongue sliding between my lips as my hands ran over her smooth back and butt.
My mind was swirling with what was happening. Here, I was all alone, now retired, lonely for really the first time in my life when my beautiful, young next door neighbor offers to become my lover. And with her husband's knowledge and permission.
"Ed, I'm the only one naked here, are you joining me?" she asked pulling her head back, looking up at me.
Was I worried that I wouldn't have the stamina for a woman less than half my age? Oh, yeah, I was and, let's face it none of us like to be embarrassed by a dick that goes limp at precisely the wrong moment. But, she wanted to get this started and, well, what was I going to do, say no? Not likely.
So I was quickly out of my clothes as we both stood there in the kitchen looking at each other.
I'm not bad for my age, I've always stayed pretty trim so I don't particularly have a belly on me, though I was conscious of my graying pubic hair, thinking that with this new arrangement, perhaps I should begin shaving somewhat more from now on.
At least I was erect and a thrill shot through me when she reached down to take my cock in her hand. I cupped her breast and we came together and kissed, certainly the sexiest kiss I'd had in many years.
"Why don't you pour the wine, Ed, while I finish making the salad?" she said as she turned, showing me her pretty butt to get the things out of the refrigerator.
I poured some wine in each glass and handed her one. She lifted it to mine, clinking it, then saying, "Here's to what happens after supper," smiling up at me.
"Yes, it all seems rather incredible but I hope I can be worthy of such beautiful company."
"I thought it would be fun to have a nice romantic candlelight dinner dressed like this for our first time together."
She took the salad into the dining room as I brought the wine. She had me sit down, a towel was thoughtfully placed on each chair, and she brought out our plates of her lasagna which I've had before; it is delicious and filled with little meatballs, just scrumptious, which is also the way she looked.
I supplemented our wine and we began eating, chatting about where Jon was for this trip, a few tidbits about school, still interesting because I had known the principal and assistant from when Helen worked there as well.
I was pouring the last of the first bottle and asked her if I should get the second.
"Um, well, why not? We can take it to bed with us and if we get busy and don't finish it, you can put the cork in it and it'll keep. I'm just not sure I will," she laughed. She picked up our dishes and took them to the kitchen while I picked up our glasses and the bottle I'd now opened and I followed her exquisite butt upstairs to their bedroom.
There were also candles in the bedroom which she lit as I put the bottle and glasses down. She pulled the covers back and got down and patted a place next to her where I lay down.
Our arms surrounded one another as she whispered, "Mmm, now this is nice, much better," then kissed me as she slid a leg up over me keeping her knee over my cock.
My hands, of course, were mapping as much of her as I could reach, she was smooth and soft to my touch and as she kissed me, sliding our tongues together, she moved her knee over me rubbing my cock.
I began kissing her neck, then shoulders, then on to her lovely breasts which I kissed and kissed, finally taking her nipple in my mouth to suck as my hand rubbed down between her opened legs.
Her hand was now stroking me up and down as she softly said, "Mmm, this is nice, Ed, it feels just right to me, I really feel comfortable with you and, well, pretty turned-on, too."
I lifted up off her nipple and kissed her on the lips, telling her, "I sure feels right to me, Laura, I haven't been this turned-on in, oh, years and years," and then I began kissing down her stomach and onto the plump slit between her legs.
"Oh, Ed, yes, mmm, I love this, make me feel good," she moaned as her legs opened for me.
I was back down between a woman's legs after a long time, now back doing something I loved to do.
I curled my tongue closed and poked into her and wiggled it around, then flicked up and down.
"Mmm, yes, oh, that's good, mmm."
I eased her open with my thumbs and flicked my tongue in and around up inside her.
"Oh, oh, omigod, that's good, oh, Ed, you are so good, don't stop, I'm gonna cum, just keep doing that."
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