Gloria
My wife and I are older so our sex routine is down to about once a week. My wife has black hair with white streaks and has an okay body compared to other women her age. Nice boobs and a decent butt. I'm bald and about twenty pounds over weight. We are not a couple of lookers. But we are probably pretty similar to most couples our age. The thing is we still enjoy fantasizing. We both masterbate sometimes and we tell each other what we were thinking about at the moment we cum. It always seems to be a bit different. And it gives us a little thrill on a boring day.
We are retired. My wife works as a checker at Aldi to earn some cash and to have some time away from me. I have plenty of jobs to keep me busy taking care of our 25 year old house.
About a month ago, a young couple moved next door. The man is James and he is a stockbroker. It wasn't a week and he was telling us he could handle our retirement accounts. We declined because our broker has done a great job for us over the years. He has us in a mix to very safe dividend paying stocks and top quality bonds, plus we both get Social Security. We feel very secure in our retirement moneywise.
Anyway, James must be very successful because his wife Gloria doesn't work.
I'm guessing Gloria is around 27. "Yes, she's 27" my wife says. Gloria is blond with some darker streaks. My wife says total blond is not fashionable any more. But Gloria's hair is beautiful and hangs a few inches below her shoulder. She is about 5'7" and 120 lbs. She has wonderful breasts, my wife thinks 35", and shapely legs. She has big brown eyes and and very natural eyebrows. Not those skinny ones some women have. She looks very much like Dua Lipa. Even though Dua Lipa has brown hair. Gloria's lips are like Dua's too. Nice and full. My wife says sometimes Dua Lipa has blond hair.
We are sitting next to each other on the couch looking out the window at Gloria. She is in her flower garden. She is wearing denim short shorts and a simple V-neck blue blouse. "I bet she isn't wearing a bra." I tell my wife. My wife isn't so sure. "I bet if I stood in front of her, I could see all of her boobs, even the nipples," I say.
"Not if she's wearing a bra." my wife says.
"At least some nice cleavage." I say.
My wife makes curvy motions with her hands and says "Her legs are like a sprinters, strong and muscled, but not heavy. The proportions of ankle, calf, thigh are perfect."
"I like how the legs run up to the glutes. See when she bends way down? Like there!" I say.
Now Gloria turns so she is facing us. She bends down to dead head another daylily. I grab the binoculars sitting on the table next to the couch. Gloria bends down again. "Jesus! She isn't wearing a bra! Oh my God!" My wife grabs the binocular from me. "Maybe I was wrong. Maybe she is a 36."
"Do you see the nipples poking out the shirt when she stands up?" I ask. "And I bet she shaves her pussy."
My wife shakes her head. "No she doesn't."
"What! How do you know?"
"Because last week I was going to deliver some cookies to her and she didn't answer the bell so I walked around the back of the house and she was in the area with the high fences lying on her back on a beach recliner. She had on sun glasses and earphones. She had the top of her bikini off and the bottom was a thong."
"Get out! You are trying to get me going."
"It's true. She didn't hear me because of the head phones and she must have had her eyes closed. I had a real good look at her."
"Well come on. Come on. Tell me." I pleaded.
"Her boobs looked slightly shiny. She probable had sun screen on. But they were fabulous! I thought 35" but now I think 36". With the cutest nipples and lovely pink areoles. They were tear drop shaped, but firm, and sloping upward. I mean really sexy." My wife began rubbing her boobs as she was telling me this.
"Keep going."
