New Neighbor
Old is old and young is young. But in a world confused over so much, can the old and the young form a bond so strong that the number of years are no longer a factor. These two people have given each the time to understand each other and to ultimately care deeply about each other.
I recently had the surprise of a lifetime. Let me tell you about it.
I live in a large suburban area just outside of a big city. All of the houses are the same for the most part, and the people who live there are also much the same. The house next to me has been a rental for a long time. Many different single people, couples and families have lived there.
Earlier an older, I think single lady moved in. I would wave to her in the morning as she headed out for a walk and me to work. Several of these incidental waves happened over the next week or so.
I thought it might be time to be neighborly and introduce myself. The next morning I did just that. I followed my wave the next morning with walking over to her yard and telling her I was Tom, and welcomed her. She responded by telling me she was Ann, and was glad to have moved into such a nice place.
I noticed right away, she was older, but very beautiful, with a pleasant voice and manner about her. This being Friday, I thought I would suggest taking her for coffee at a local coffee shop just a couple of blocks away. She said it would be fun to get to know some people on the block and accepted the invitation.
The next morning I went to her door at 7:30am knocked timidly. Ann came to the door dressed and ready to walk to the coffee shop. As we walked, the conversation was about general things, weather, how long have you lived here...that sort of stuff.
As we walked further, I could not help but notice the way she was dressed. Great style, kind of looser fitting jeans, an incredible shirt and low heal soft boots. Very nice, elegant. This five foot two or three inch tall, maybe one hundred ten pounds, shapely women was just gorgeous.
We finally made it to the coffee shop. A table in the corner and two cups of the shops best coffee, we sat down. Surprisingly, she likes hers just as I do, black with a hint of real cream. We talked for about two hours, covering many topics.
Ann had moved here for another town. She has never been married and has no children. She has been retired for a few years and with a smile on her beautiful face, told me she is sixty nine years old. She looks fifty!
I shared with her that I have lived on "our" block for six years, I just turned thirty one and work as an engineer at a local company. Never been married, mostly because of spending too much time at work.
After our very delightful conversation we walked back to our part of the block. I walked Ann to her door. She thanked me for the coffee and gave me a small kiss on the cheek.
As I left, I invited her for coffee again when she had time. She said that would be great.
A few days went by and we repeated our coffee shop visit. This was followed by several more coffee and conversations. All of these coffee shop visits, we had disclosed much about each other to each other.
Ann told me that over the years she had become less involved in sex, yet craved sex more. She hadn't lost her virginity until she was forty two and that experience was not the best. She attributed that to a poor choice of a partner. She also said, that although she did not have a lot of sexual experience, she enjoyed reading erotic stories and believed she had learned much from them.
I couldn't believe that I made this connection with her. I too lost my virginity later in life. Love the idea of a playful partner, but never found her or him. I thought for sure letting her know that being with a man was a possibility for me would have her running from me, it has with other women.
Ann was Ok with that. She told me she had experimented with two different women in the past and found their sexual company exhilarating. It was great then, but she would prefer a man now. WOW!