This story was inspired by a request/suggestion by SurreyGent in the forums (link below). Thank you for the idea and please enjoy.
https://forum.literotica.com/threads/wife-seducing-or-being-seduced-by-a-much-older-man.1590591/#post-97182051
Act 1 - Scene 1
"Scott, I haven't seen Stan in a few weeks. Do you think he's okay?"
Scott kissed his wife Doli on the top of her head as he brought in their breakfast and placed it on the table.
"Oh, my wife, the eternally caring nurse. I'm sure he's fine."
Doli was referring to their neighbor Stanley, Stan to his friends, Aylmer, a retired engineer and teacher at the local aeronautical college. Stan and his wife Valorie were next-door neighbors to Scott and Doli Burnett and had been the first to truly welcome them into the affluent Prescott neighborhood when they moved in ten years ago. Despite the almost 20-year difference in their ages the two couples had become close friends.
Doli pushed her heavy braid of dark brown hair back over her shoulder and took a sip of coffee. "I'm serious Scott. Stan hasn't been the same since Valorie passed away. It was so sudden." Doli, a nurse, had been one of the first to come to Stan's wife's aide when she collapsed while gardening in the mid-summer Arizona heat. The stroke had taken her life almost instantly. "But it's been almost 5 years. He should be socializing again by now."
Scott shrugged and took a bite of chorizo. "I see him at the golf course occasionally."
"Is he ever with a woman?"
Scott rolled his eyes. "Doli! Come on. He's almost 70 and he and Val had been married, what, almost 50 years? You expect him to go find another wife?"
Doli looked thoughtful. "No, of course not. But some companionship would be good for him. AND physical intimacy of course. You know how I feel about that."
Scott gazed at his wife with a smile in his eyes. While no one would ever call her a sex-kitten, at 43 years old, just over 5 feet tall and 120 pounds, Doli was all womanly sensuous curves. And her Native American features, punctuated by her large liquid brown eyes and almost waist length heavy brown hair, gave her an Earth Mother look that Scott had found irresistible from the day they met. She was an enthusiastic and creative bedmate whose ardor hadn't faded over their 15-year marriage. And, thanks to being a nurse, had a matter-of-fact attitude towards sex and physical intimacy.
Doli snapped her fingers in her husband's face. "Hello, Earth to Scott."
"Oh, sorry Dee. I was lost in your beauty. When the morning sun hits your eyes just right ..."
Doli snorted. "Don't try to use your Bank Manager sales charm on me to change the subject."
Scott put on a show of exaggerated wounded indignation. "Ouch!!" Doli's expression was deadpan.
Scott sighed. "Alright, alright. How about I ask him to join us for a round of golf tomorrow? Murray and Jacqueline canceled so he can join us as a third in their place."
Doli's face brightened over her cup of coffee. "Thank you, my love."
Act 1 - Scene 2
"Straight down the middle Stan. I swear you haven't missed a fairway all day."
Stan bent over and picked up his tee. "Thanks Scott. I may not get the distance you young folks do, but I've still got it."
Stanley Aylmer straightened up and made a great show of groaning and stretching his back. In truth he was still very fit thanks to playing golf several times a week and always walking the course. His almost 6-foot-tall frame was wrapped in wiry muscle under deeply tanned skin. His normally precise silver brush cut had grown out a bit since his wife's passing, but Doli suspected that was out of neglect as opposed to a fashion decision. With his light blue eyes and shy smile Stan was quite dashing and Doli again wondered why one of the local women hadn't snatched him up.
"Doli, you're up." Scott said.
"Oh, sorry boys. My mind was a million miles away." Doli strode forward to the lady's tee. Scott noticed that Stan gave her swiveling behind and thick but shapely legs more than a passing glance. He grinned a little to himself. Scott well knew the effect Doli had on men, but fortunately he wasn't the jealous type.
Doli teed up her ball and stood gazing down the fairway, judging her line. Then she bent over her shot, setting herself by alternating the flex of her knees. Her short navy-blue golf skirt barely extended beyond the crease of her ample behind and her light panties peeked out a little. Scott took a sidelong look at Stan who was obviously averting his eyes and there was a slight blush in his cheeks. Doli struck the ball which went sailing down the center of the fairway before cutting an almost perfect 45 degree turn and into the desert along the fairway. She looked up at the sky and huffed "Stupid white man's game." This elicited a genuine laugh from both Scott and Stan.
Act 1 - Scene 3
Two days later Doli and Scott were getting ready for bed. It was late and Doli was standing naked in front of the floor to ceiling picture window in their bedroom brushing out her hair. Scott was already in bed reading some emails on his phone. He glanced up over his reading glasses, once again admiring his wife's womanly figure as her brush hissed and slid through her heavy long hair. The light brown skin of her shapely ass was lit nicely by the soft light from the lamps on their bedside tables. Her silhouette blocked out a swath of the star filled sky. She looked like a goddess.
"Looks like Stan is sitting out in his hot tub." She sighed. "Alone."
She saw Stan rise out of the tub. The tub wasn't lit but from the lights from his house she could make out that he was naked. He reached for his towel draped over a nearby chair and she caught a fleeting glimpse of a rather impressive penis. Well, THAT would be a good selling point, she thought to herself. Stan straightened up and was looking directly up at Doli. He saw her in the window but only seeing her outline he didn't realize at first that she was nude, so he gave her a friendly wave. Doli chuckled a little and waved back. Then Stan realized what he was seeing and quickly looked away, covered himself and almost tripped over every obstacle in his haste to get into his house. Doli burst out laughing.
"What's so funny love?"
Doli turned to Scott and started re-braiding her hair. "Well Stan just got an eyeful."
"Seriously??" Scott laughed and shook his head. "That dirty old man. He was giving you the eye on the golf course too. I guess he wanted to see the whole course this time."
Doli pulled a short sheer nightgown on, continuing to laugh. "I think he was really embarrassed. He almost killed himself getting into the house when he realized I was in the buff." She crawled into bed and snuggled up to Scott.
Scott set his phone aside and put his arm around his wife's warm soft body. "I notice YOU didn't scurry away from the window, you little exhibitionist."
She swatted his chest playfully. "I am NOT an exhibitionist. I just don't think nudity is that big of a deal."
"Nooo, that's true. Especially when it's YOUR body men are enjoying." Scott knew his wife was very conscious of how men looked at her; the fact she never made a big deal out of it made him suspect she secretly enjoyed it.
Doli crawled up on top of Scott, straddling his hips and holding up her upper body on outstretched arms. Her breasts, barely covered by the sheer nightie, dangled in front of his face. "You don't seem to mind." She wriggled her hips against his boxers and smiled when she felt him respond.
"Hmmmm." Scott cupped her breasts in his hands, brushing her large dark nipples with his thumbs through the fabric and kissed the top curves. "No, no I don't. Because I know you're all mine." He pulled down the fabric from one nipple and licked at it.
Doli arched her head back and hissed softly. She reached between them and freed Scott's cock from his shorts. It was almost fully erect, and she gave it some encouraging strokes. "I am. My heart, my soul, my breasts ..." She raised her hips up and brushed the head of his cock against the quickly moistening lips of her pussy "... and this." She guided him into her, enjoying his soft groan, rose up and rode him slowly giving him a show. She felt the delicious sensation of him pulsing and throbbing inside her. She began to bounce and rock her hips. "Now show me how much you love me."
Scott gently held her hips and began to thrust with her rhythm. He knew he wasn't going to last long. "I love you so .... So ...oh god, Dee."
Doli knew he was going to cum well before she climaxed, but that was okay. She bent over, covering his body with hers and kissed him deeply. She spread her knees a little wider, opening to his thrusts. She whispered into his mouth "Show me ... give it all to me." She pushed her tongue into his mouth and moaned softly as she felt his release, his creamy load spurting into her and coating his shaft as she rode him until his throbbing stopped.
Afterwards they turned out the lights and she curled up against him, her head on his shoulder.
"We didn't close the blinds or turn out the lights." she said softly.
"So?"
"What if Stan came out for another look? He might have been able to see."
Scott yawned and chuckled. "Oh, so what? What's the harm? I sort of agree with you, I feel sorry for the old guy. Plus, you probably got off on it."
Doli didn't tell Scott she hadn't in fact gotten off. He was a wonderful lover and she almost always had at least one orgasm when they made love, but she didn't mind just giving him pleasure occasionally. It was healthy. She fell asleep and had an interesting dream about Stan watching their lovemaking.
Act 2 - Scene 1
"Scott, I haven't seen Stan in over a week. I'm worried."
Scott sighed. "Yeah, me too. I'd drop by his place today, but I have to be at the bank this afternoon. We have a group of new tellers starting."
"I think I'll stop by if that's okay with you."
"Sure, my love. Tell him I said hello. I'm going to go shower and get dressed." He kissed her cheek before getting up off the couch and heading upstairs.
That afternoon Doli knocked on Stan's door. He opened it and when he saw Doli he blushed crimson. "Oh ... ahh ... hi Doli."
"Hi Stan. Scott and I hadn't seen you in a bit and were getting worried. Are you okay? You're not sick or anything are you?"
