Sheila woke slowly. It had been a couple of months since she left her job. Christmas was over and the kids finally got back to school, it was nice to not have to get up and DO things for a change. Her mind drifted in that bliss before you rise to tackle the day. Her husband was spending more and more hours at work and less and less time with her. Sure she was not the young beauty he married, but still, she was 20 years older and he had changed too. Peeling back the blankets she let her hands glide along her body. Her breasts were larger than they used to be, but they were still firm and well shaped. Her nipples grew harder as her fingers traced around them. Her hands wandered down to her tummy, two kids had not been kind, and although she had a small bulge she was still attractive. Running her fingers through her hair she stroked along her lips. Tingles shot through her pussy straight up to her nipples. She was still tight there too; sometimes her husband had trouble getting it in, so that was not a problem either. As her fingers traced her lips they parted slightly, and juices began to flow. Yes, she needed something; perhaps she should get out her vibrator? A few minutes of work would bring her off nicely, that was what she needed, wasn't it?
Playing with her swelling clit she tweaked her stiff nipples, oh yes, that felt good. A low moan escaped her lips. Nobody was here, she could moan as much as she wanted, and sometimes she enjoyed being vocal when she came. Rising from the bed she moved over to her dresser to retrieve her toy. She ran the smooth device across her pussy letting the vibrations pound her aroused clit. Turning for the bed again she saw a car pull into her driveway through her window.
"Damn" she said, "That looks like Danny's car." Danny was an old school buddy of her husbands. The two had drifted apart after school and Danny had only started coming for visits in the last six months. "Well Ed, you are just going to have to wait." She returned her vibrator to the dresser and threw on her bathrobe.
The doorbell rang as she descended the stairs. "Coming" she called out, 'Oh I wish I was' she thought. Opening the door she smiled at Danny "Hi Danny, Phil is out of town again."
"Oh, is he?" Danny looked sorry and slightly embarrassed. "Sorry to bother you Sheila. I can come back later. When will he be home?"
"Oh don't worry about it, you are his friend and I wasn't doing anything. I was about to have a shower. Phil's coming back tonight, his flight is due in around 3. Is anything wrong? You look lost."
"It is nothing to worry about Sheila, I'll come back later. I really don't want to bother you." Danny turned to leave.
"Danny! What is it? Come on in and talk to me, my shower can wait." Sheila stepped back and opened the door wide.
Danny looked back at her and the open door; he really needed to talk to someone. He was lonely; it had been 2 years since his wife had died of cancer. Two years today in fact. His home was a cold empty place since she died. His mind told him he should leave and come back later, but his heart was screaming for company. He couldn't bear to be alone today. Slowly he turned his back on his car and entered the house.
"Well.." he began, "you see... it's just..." He felt his eyes begin to fill with tears and turned his head away. "Pam died two years ago today. I just don't want to be alone right now. I was hoping Phil and I could go for a coffee or something."
Sheila was touched Danny was annoying at times, he could be very snobby and aloof, but he was obviously hurting. She reached out and patted his shoulder. "Come on in, sit down. I'll make us both a coffee and was can spend today together and then go get Phil at the airport."
Danny followed her to the living room. Working at hiding his eyes he looked at everything except Sheila. "OK, thanks, that would be nice. Are you sure I am not disturbing you or stopping you from doing anything?"
"Don't be silly, the kids are at school and I have nothing planned for the day. Have a seat and we can watch some television or a movie." Sheila headed for the kitchen and prepared coffee. Danny sat on the sofa and turned on the television. He flipped through the channels trying to find something to watch. Sheila returned quickly and handed him a steaming cup of coffee. He couldn't help but look as she bent over to hand him his cup. He could see right down her dressing gown and he was sure she was naked underneath the robe. He felt the blood flowing to his penis as he averted his eyes.
Sheila sat in the chair opposite him and drank her coffee. She didn't notice his eyes looking at her shapely legs when he felt it was safe to do so. "Well, why don't you talk to me about your wife, or how you are feeling Danny? I bet you just need to talk to someone about these things and I can understand how your girlfriend wouldn't want to hear about your wife."
Danny looked slightly surprised, "Girlfriend? No Sheila, I have not had a girlfriend since my wife died. I just haven't found anyone that compares to Pam."