After the successful, and incredibly erotic, house warming party, I allowed myself to sleep in the following day, and didn't in fact surface until just after lunch. That wasn't any great problem as it was Saturday and I'd deliberately left this weekend free, but as I strolled out into the lounge and kitchen area after having a refreshing shower, I was glad that I'd taken some time before I went to bed to clear up the worst of the party rubbish and wash up the dishes. I was therefore able to relax and make myself a light lunch before heading out and taking a dip in the pool, then lying on a blanket alongside the pool to soak up the sun. It was another extremely hot day, so promised to be another warm night too and I idly wondered if Megan and her husband would pop over after dark for a swim, mmmm, visions of the last occasion they'd done that flashed across my mind and I felt my cock start to stiffen, remembering them fucking like crazy when they thought I wasn't home, mmmm.
Damn! I sat up, shaking my head, hadn't I had enough last night? I was behaving like a horny teenager instead of a mature 50 plus! I clambered to my feet and took a running dive into the cold water of the pool and swam strongly up and down its length briskly, forcing the horny thoughts from my mind, concentrating on anything and everything that wasn't involved with sex. Eventually I succeeded and was able to clamber from the pool and wander back into the house in a calm and even state, switching on the TV and settling down on the couch for an afternoon of sport watching.
Time passed quite quickly, and I realized that I was starting to feel hungry, I glanced at the clock, my goodness, it was after 6 pm, little wonder I was feeling the need for food. I wandered into the kitchen and started to look through the fridge and the cupboards, but nothing there seemed to inspire me, particularly since the last thing I felt like was going to the trouble of cooking anything, so eventually I decided to ring the local Pizza shop and have them deliver something. They told me it would be about half an hour, so I settled back in front of the TV, and soon lost track of time again, to be brought out of my reverie by the loud sound of the doorbell.
I quickly jumped back into my bathers and grabbed my wallet and dashed to the door and opened it, expecting to see the Pizza delivery man, instead I found myself staring rather dumbfoundedly at Jenny, my ex wife.
She grinned widely at me, "Well, don't look so shocked, it's only me, aren't you going to ask me in?" she said.
"I'm sorry" I stammered, "I thought you were the Pizza man"
She threw back her head and laughed, "Mmm, don't recall being mistaken for a man before, much less a Pizza man!"
"Oh, I didn't mean" I stammered again, completely confused. At that moment another car drove up with a Pizza sign blazing from the top, and Jenny glanced round and laughed.
"Oh, I see, you mean a real Pizza man" she said, as she moved past me into the house.
I spent some time dealing with the pizza delivery driver, and walked into the lounge carrying the Pizza carton, Jenny had seated herself on the couch, so I placed it on the table in front of her, and she sniffed loudly, "Mmm, smells nice, you are going to share it aren't you, I'm absolutely starving" she said.
"Sure" I replied, still trying to recover from the surprise of seeing her, and brought out an extra plate and sat in the chair opposite her. Over the next 15 minute we ate the Pizza and engaged in small talk, and it was almost like it had been all those years ago when we were married, except there was something different, something I couldn't put my finger on. It was only when the Pizza was finished, the carton put in the bin and Jenny had offered to make the drinks that I realized what it was. She was walking back from the bar in the corner when I suddenly realized that Jenny wasn't wearing a bra! Now that might not seem particularly sensational, as Jenny had never really needed to wear one, she had medium size breasts that were very high and firm, but in all the time we were married I'd never been able to persuade her to go around without a bra on - even though I often told her how exciting she would look and how turned on I would get.
Now she was wearing a relatively thin satin blouse which may even have been half a size too small, because the material was molded taut across her breasts, and her nipples were standing out boldly. If she noticed me staring at her breasts, she didn't let on, she just walked towards me and leaned down to place the cold drink on the table in front of me, and as she did so the blouse gaped slightly and I found myself staring down and seeing the full nakedness of her breasts. Was it my imagination, or did she stay leaned over just that fraction longer than necessary? It didn't make any difference, the effect was instantaneous! my cock almost exploded through my bathers and I was totally aroused. She just had to realize, the sudden intake of breath, the flush that raced over my face, but she acted as if nothing had happened and returned to her place on the couch with a small smile on her face, perhaps a smile of triumph.
I grabbed my drink and gulped it down, suddenly so conscious of her as a beautiful, sexy woman, and my condition worsened when she smiled warmly at me and told me how surprised she'd been to receive my invitation to the housewarming party, how she'd initially decided not to come, then changed her mind, how glad she was that she did, and how much she had enjoyed the party. It was at this point that she raised her own glass slightly and grinned widely and said, "Mmm yes, I really did enjoy it - all of it!" and she stared right into my eyes.
Well, I just gulped, suddenly remembering exactly what had happened between us, and again stammered as I said I was glad she'd liked it. Then thought to ask at last what had brought her over tonight.
"Oh that" she said, a curious grin coming on to her face, "What time is it?"
I glanced at my watch, "Just after 7, why?"
"Oh, do you mind if I make a phone call?" she asked, rising up from her seat and leaning forward to place her glass on the table - something she could have done before she got up! But this way I got another teasing look at her naked breasts!
"Of course not" I replied, totally lost as to what was going on.
She moved over to the phone and my eyes followed her tight ass, mmm she even seemed to have developed a new wiggle, I thought. She consulted a piece of paper from her purse and dialed.
"Hi, this is Jenny" I heard her say, then laugh lightly "Yes, I've arrived safely, and I'm really looking forward to it. No, I haven't, I thought it would be best if it was a surprise. How long do you think? Ok, that sounds fantastic, look forward to seeing you soon, bye"
Then she put the phone down and walked back across to stand in front of me. I guess I must have looked puzzled or confused as she laughed, "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll understand later" she said - making me even more confused. Then she glanced towards the garden, "Do you think it's too soon after eating the Pizza for a swim?" she asked, "It's really so hot tonight.
"Nnno" I again stammered, "You didn't eat all that much, it should be fine"
She turned back and grinned, "Oh good, (slight giggle), of course I didn't bring my bikini, but you wont mind will you?", and before I could even think of an answer, she reached down, took the hem of her blouse and lifted it over her head and tossed it onto the couch, then bent slightly and started undoing the zip of her jeans. I stared open mouthed at her gorgeous breasts before they disappeared from sight as she bent right forward to peel the jeans from her legs and toss those too onto the couch, leaving her in just a pair of thongs. But not for long, she quickly peeled them down and threw them onto the couch and stood there totally naked. Looking at me with a wide smile on her face, because I was gawking like a teenager seeing his first pussy!
God she looked stunning, and she knew it, and she knew how it affected me, those high, firm tits, that glorious shaved pussy, I was drooling, and my cock was fighting to escape. She glanced down at the battle being fought inside my bathers and her grin widened, "Well, aren't you going to join me?" she said, and with a laugh and a toss of her head, turned and walked out of the lounge towards the pool area.