My wife and I had been married 22 years and as a result the kids had grown and moved out. Our lives had changed since the kids were now gone. I had suspected, but could never prove, that she was having an affair with her boss at the bank. She just laughed it off whenever I mentioned it. Needless to say our sex life sucked, no pun intended. After about three years of this she deceided she wanted out and so she left me with the house, the cars, everything, including the bills.
I am 41 years old, 5' 11" 175 lbs and my passion in life is to keep myself physically fit. I go to the gym everyday at 5 am and then it's off to work at my accounting practice. Day in and day out that's about it.
I decieded to call in sick one sunny day and just lounge around the pool. I had a book that I wanted to read. John Gresham is my favorite author and his latest one proved to be spellbinding. I greased up with baby oil grabbed my Oakleys and headed out my favorite lounge chair in antcipation of a very relaxing day.
I was totally engrossed in Gresaham's book when the phone rang.
"Shit, that better not be the office", I mumbled to myself. I checked the caller ID and to my suprise it was Mary, my nextdoor neighbor.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Greg? This is Mary. What cha doing?" she inquired.
Everytime Mary called she asked this question. I suppose that's her way of breaking the ice. But it has become a game with us. Everytime I call over there I ask the samething.
"Nothing just chillin' by the pool." I said.
"Well I just saw your truck in the drive and was wondering if everything was alright."
"Yeah," I said. "I just didn't feel like going into work on such a pretty day. By the way, what are you doing home?"
"Same, I couldn't stand another day cooped up in that stuffy office so I took the week off as a vacation week." she replied rather bubbly.
"Where's Steve?" I asked. Steve is her husband and is an airline pilot.
"He's in Japan. Left last night. He won't be home until day after tomorrow."
"Oh, another lonely night huh?" I joked.
"Yep, looks like it. Well, I just wanted to check and see if you were alright."
"Thanks Mary, I'm fine."
"Ok, see ya later."
"Bye Mary."
I returned to my book but couldn't concentrate. My mind kept drifting back to Mary. She is 43 years old, about 5' 7" tall, 125lbs, blonde hair and piercing green eyes. We joke around with each other all the time. Telling each other dirty jokes and just enjoying each others company. She has a beautiful smile and long legs. Her titties are small but the nipples poke through her blouse leaving nothing to the imagination.
I was daydreaming about her and starting the first stages of a hard on. I decieded to take a dip in the pool to cool off and dove in and swam my normal 20 laps. Getting out I heard the phone ringing. I wasn't going to answer it and that was final! I dried off and went into the house to make myself a drink. I took my bathing suit off and hung it in the bathroom. I returned to the kitchen naked and poured some bourbon over ice and took a sip. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the smooth burning sensation as the liquor slid down my throat. I stood there for a few seconds with my eyes closed and when I opened them I was looking at Mary standing at the door wide eyed and blushing. I quickly grabbed my towel from the counter and wrapped it around me.
"Mary, I'm so sorry, I was just getting ready to take a shower." I said as I opened the door.
"You're sorry? I'm the one who should apologize. I'm sorry for invading your privacy. I called and you didn't answer. I just wanted to know if you needed anything from the store? I didn't expect to see you like that."
"Well, anyway, I don't need anything but thanks for asking. Why don't you come over after you get back and have a drink with me?"
"Sounds good, but I need to do my daily jog first, maybe after that?"
"Suit yourself, just call and let me know what time."
"Will do, see ya later."
She acted like nothing had happened, so I tried to do the same but the whole time we were talking I could feel the blood making my cock swell. She tried to keep her eyes locked on mime but I did notice her letting them slide down my body. I went to take my shower and couldn't stop thinking her seeing me naked in the kitchen. I got out of the shower, dried off and slipped on some old cut-off sweats without the underwear.
Two hours and several bourbons later the phone rang. It was Mary. She was out of breath from her running and said she would be over after taking her shower.
"Well it's now or never." I thought to myself.
"Why don't you come over and take a swim in the pool to cool off?" I offered.
"Hey, that's not a bad idea. Let me get changed and I'll be right over."
"See ya in a few" I quipped.
