Looking through the pile of mail, I discovered the mailman had once again delivered a piece of my neighbor’s mail to me. Holding the piece of mail in my hands, knowing I had to deliver it to my neighbor, made me begin to think of the last letter I had to deliver to him...
My neighbor Ron and his late wife Stella have lived next door to us for many years. They were an older couple who lived life to the fullest. Both retired teachers, they had traveled to all kinds of exotic locations, living life to the fullest. We spent many evenings with them, barbecuing, and simply sharing good times. They were both big flirts and enjoyed teasing both my husband and I, as well as being very open about their sexual life together. The four of us shared a lot of good and bad times. The were our closet friends. Sadly, Stella passed away last Spring, and Ron’s world was turned up side down. We remained close friends, and my husband and I shared some of our vacations with Ron. We enjoyed his company and wanted him to remain active.
One day the mailman delivered a piece of Ron’s mail to us, and I ventured over to bring it to him. I knocked on the door, and it was several minutes before Ron answered. Opening the door, he grabbed my hand, and shared his usual big hello, and bear hug. I went in and handed the mail to him, and we shared some simple chat. He seemed a bit down and I asked him if he was ok. He had explained he finally began going through Stella’s belongings and the day had been tough for him. I had some free time so I asked if I could help him, and he wasted no time in taking me up on my offer.
Heading down the hall, towards the bedroom, I walked past many boxes of clothes, neatly folded. The bed was covered with stacks of clothes and books. He was giving everything to a local nursing home, and needed to ensure all the pockets were checked and the clothing in good condition. I began to fold a pile under his direction, and after an hour we had together gotten most of it taken care of. Ron dragged a few more boxes from the closet and began going through them. He handed me a box and asked me to do the same. I soon discovered I was handed a box that I should not have been given. There were several sizes of vibrators and dildos, and assorted oils. Among the toys were adult videos. I felt myself blushing, and told Ron he might want to do this box himself. Busy with his own box, he had not looked up to see the contents of my box.
“What’s in there?” he asked.
“I think these are things you might want to go through”, I mumbled.
Ron walked over to me, and began looking in the box. He began chuckling and started pulling all of the items out one at a time. “Stella and I had loads of fun with all these toys.” He looked at me, and I could once again feel heat in my face. “Don’t you and Bob use toys?” he questioned me.
“No”, was all I could utter.
“You ought to try them sometime. They can add a lot to your sex life.”
He pulled out one of the videos and walked to the VCR in the bedroom, and inserted it to begin playing. I had seen many sex videos, but could feel myself again blushing in the presence of Ron. The video was now showing us couple engaged in a 69 position, and I suddenly visualized Stella and Ron doing the same.
“Stella loved this video. She loved to have her pussy licked.” Ron said.
