Jeff was recently out of the Navy. He served 20 years and that was enough. At 5'-11" and a fairly trim solid 205 lbs. He was in decent shape. 39 years old and recently burying his mother and grandmother in the last six months brought a new meaning to his future. These were the only females whom he bonded to through the good and bad times. Sure there were some "women" but nothing serious. He never really had any long lasting girlfriends, his own age. He looked older than he was. It was probably because of his rapidly, premature gray thinning hair. He worked out regularly at the gym. He loved to look at the women. You saw what a woman really looked like, sweating and could tell a lot by how they worked out. You could only hide so much in the gym.
At 5:00 pm one Saturday afternoon he was on the stair machine when he noticed two women enter the gym. The younger looking blond was about 5'-9" wearing loose gray sweats and baggy tee shirt, had a pale hue to her skin, decent chest and her hair up with a clip. Her partner was older, about 5'-4" tanned, brunette who obviously worked-out. She had a decent pair of tits, on the small and firm size. She wore a spandex blue-gray outfit. The bottoms came just below the knee and the top was short showing a firm mid-drift. He pegged them at about 28 and 36 years old. They got on adjoining treadmills and the younger one began talking incessantly about her life, in a rather loud manner. She virtually didn't let the brunette say a word. After eavesdropping on their conversation, they were obviously related, had to be sisters.
As time went on they switched to different machines together and proceeded through a thorough work out. Soon the blond was dragging and left to the locker room. As the brunette began working the arm machines she was having trouble adjusting the seat on one. So Jeff went over and offered a hand. A bold move on his part, he was almost never the one to start anything with women. After some small talk, she introduced herself as Dottie. Jeff hung close and continued the small talk. Dottie was more than willing to carry on talking, because she hadn't been talking for days.
"Since my daughter came two days ago I haven't had anyone that would listen to me" Dottie proclaimed. Jeff stared open mouthed and sputtered " Your Daughter? I thought that you two were sisters, damn Dottie you must have started young... real young, I'm shocked. "
"Oh Jeff, really that is such an old line, but very sweet. Surely you realize that I am a lot older than her. " Dottie said.
"No I figured you about mid 30's and "your daughter" about 25 or so. I'm sorry if I offended you, please forgive me for putting you on the spot. " Jeff said quietly. He got that familiar feeling that he really blew it with this one. How corny he must sound. Just another example of why he never related well to women his own age. Dottie realizing that he was shyly slipping away, felt he was worth pursuing called out the Jeff as he was turning to leave. "You didn't offend me, really, I am deeply complimented... Jeff, would you like to catch a drink after our workout? My daughter is going out tonight with some of her old friends and I am in no hurry to be alone this evening. " Being a manager of a real estate office, she was well experienced in handling people, especially shy people, getting them to open up. She dutifully looked down at the floor appearing somewhat embarrassed, hoping to get a positive response. It worked, Jeff on the spur of the moment snapped a resounding "Yes, Ma'am, I sure would. " Reverting to his military background.
As this concluded the blond "daughter" walked over to Dottie, introductions were made. Kayla was her name. She had been in the sauna and was quite sweaty. She obviously didn't take after her mom, she was a lot heavier and wasn't dressed for the occasion. She wore a black bra under the white tee, not really gear for the gym. She was somewhat sweaty; making the tee shirt was become a little transparent. Dottie was embarassed; it was hard to say if it was because Kayla's 38 Wide chest that dwarfed hers or that her daughter just plain looked dumpy, probably about 25 lbs overweight. After some small talk the three of them agreed that Kayla would drive home alone and Dottie would go with Jeff for a drink and then he would drop her home.
Things went well over at the local watering hole. Jeff found out that Dottie divorced her husband 8 years ago and was successful in business. About 3 years ago Kayla went to live with him in California, Dottie was too strict for her she said. Well then Kayla hooked up with the wrong crowd, got into drugs and who knows what else and was now returning home to get her head on straight. Kayla was only 19, but looked ten years older, she had some hard miles on her. Dottie was quite surprised herself to find out that Jeff was only 39. She pegged him at mid to late 40s. The hair threw her off. Now she was truly charged up, being 10 years his senior and he showing some true interest in her.
As she quickly downed a couple of margaritas, she became bold in her pursuit of Jeff. She began to touch his legs and arms while talking, and was discovering that this guy seemed truly sweet. After about an hour and a half of small talk and a couple of burgers, a lot of the men were leering at her, dressed as she was and she thought that it was time to leave. The evening crowd was arriving for a Saturday night of action. As they were driving home she wanted to take this further and coyly invited Jeff in for a spell in her hot tub. Kayla would be out, probably all night, and she didn't have anything planned. She played the roll of the lonely woman who needed some company. It took a few minutes but she talked Jeff into it.
Arriving home, Dottie ushered Jeff to the deck and the large hot tub. She went to get some more drinks. It was a spacious, nice home with a large deck and private backyard lined with trees and a privacy fence. "Well take your shirt off and get in!!" Dottie commanded, as she entered with a beer for Jeff and a wine cooler for herself. She then set the drinks down and boldly peeled off her spandex top, leaving a white sports bra. Although her tits were small, they really looked packaged nicely. She turned and undid her shoes and socks, giving Jeff an excellent view of her tightly packed ass. Then she stood up turned pulled down her spandex pants, leaving her in a thong. She loved the look on Jeff's face. She totally enjoyed this; she was the spider inviting the fly into her web. It wasn't often that she could get a younger piece, especially one that didn't come on too strong and was such a gentleman. She stepped slowly into the swirling water. "Come on Jeffy, bring the drinks and get in, it will soothe those muscles. " Said Dottie, with a big grin.
Jeff dropped his shirt and grabbed the drinks almost plunging into the water, hoping to hide his growing member, in reaction to the little strip show put on by Dottie. As he handed her the drink she sat down leaned back and took a long pull on it. Her bra was now wet and completely transparent. What gorgeous tits. Jeff wanted this moment to last forever. Dottie had an average looking face but had an outstanding tightly packed body for a woman her age. She drained the wine cooler after two more long drinks.
"Jeffy, be a dear and get me another of these out of the refrigerator. " Commanded Dottie. Being the good soldier, Jeff complied. Upon returning, Jeff's mouth fell agape, noticing that the bra and thong were now on a wet heap on the floor next to the hot tub. She noticed his reaction and innocently said "They got wet and weren't hiding much, hell we are adults, I just got a little more comfortable Jeff, I hope you don't mind?" She was playing him along right into her web of seduction now.
"No Ma'am, this is your house and you can surely do what you want. " Jeff said sheepishly, and looked to the floor, avoiding looking at her beautiful body, still minding his manners. He handed her the drink and followed with his eyes. Her breasts were perfect bite size. The years had been very kind to her. The breasts were very firm, and topped by nipples with small dark areola and firm tips. He thought that they looked like Hershey Candy Kisses. Instantly his prick responded. He knew he was larger than the ordinary guy. Every time he had a prostitute overseas, they all marveled at his thickness. He quickly sat down to hide it. Dottie reached over with her petite size 5 foot and brushed the outside of his gym shorts. Jeff began to blush. Dottie then stuck her foot up the leg hole and tried to stroke it with her toes. Jeff jumped at this and stood up in reaction.
That was Dottie's cue, she put down her drink, pushed off from the seat and stood on her knees in front of Jeff. "Why don't you join me, and take this thing off?" she muttered. And then she reached up and grabbed his shorts and jock and slowly pulled them down. Oh was she surprised! This may have been the thickest cock that she ever saw. It was a little longer than most, but damn this thing was wide. Jeff now did not protest. He knew what was happening. And he was going to enjoy it. After he stepped out of his shorts, they joined Dottie's abandoned clothes in a pile. Dottie placed her lips on the tip of his tool and kissed it, then flicked her tongue on the underside of the head a half dozen times. Jeff moaned deeply. She then inserted about an inch of the head in her mouth and sucked loudly.