Adrian became an empty nester overnight. Both of her daughters left home for the first time. One had graduated from a local college and went to another state for her first job. The other got married and moved out. Adrian's home became childless for the first time in 24 years.
I live next door to Adrian. One evening I went out to check my mailbox just as she was getting something out of her car.
"Wow just 2 cars in your driveway." I said.
"Don't remind me," She replied.
"Sorry," I said as I wandered over towards her.
"Stay there, I'm not dressed." She was wearing a short little knit nightgown with spaghetti straps.
"Feeling a little lonely?" I asked.
"I'll say." She replied.
"I know. You don't realize how much of your life is spent catering to your kids' needs until they're gone." I told her that when our daughter left home it was hard for me to deal with it. While the responsibilities were not necessarily fun, they did occupy all your time. It takes time to replace the requirements of parenthood with adult activities.
"What did you do?" she asked. It had been years and years for me; my only daughter was over 40 and had a family of her own. "How did you cope?" she asked.
"I turned to what I enjoyed," I said.
"Well what did you enjoy enough to get rid of this emptiness?"
"The truth is I became pretty much of a pest to Janet. She was the one who spent all her free time taking care of our daughter but I was the one that needed something to replace the void."
"Like what?" she asked.
"I became demanding," I said and I blushed uncomfortably.
"I don't understand."
"I drove Janet crazy with demands."
"What kind of demands?"
I could feel myself blushing, "If you must know, it was mostly sex," I blurted.
"I wish I had that problem. Rick almost never wants sex, even now that we are finally alone in the house he just wants to watch TV or play that damn guitar of his. I could walk in stark naked and he would still just keep strumming that god damned guitar."
I started blushing even more and looked down at the sidewalk.
"I didn't mean to embarrass you," she said, "you brought up sex."
"You didn't embarrass me. I'm just trying not to be too obvious about staring at you in that sexy gown. I can tell you that if you were naked I would be strumming something wood but it wouldn't be a guitar," I had stepped up closer to her and I was boldly studying her body.
Now it was her turn to blush. She punched my arm and said, "You are wicked...I like that in a man."
"Oh my god, look at you," I almost drooled. "You are just too sexy for words. I can't imagine how Rick keeps his hands off you?"
"Wow, that felt pretty nice," she said blushing. "Now let me get my packages and go inside before I say something I will regret."
With that she reached into the car, as she bent over to get her packages she exposed her ass and her sexy panty covered cunt. I couldn't stop myself. I placed my hand firmly on her inner thigh up high with my thumb on her ass. Adrian froze and my heart started pounding. I slid my fingers to her cunt. It was hot. I slowly rubbed it and she still didn't move. I felt for her swollen clit and then tickled it with my fingertips, very lightly. Then I slid my thumb under her panties and pressed it against her bare asshole. She started breathing very heavily. It didn't take long for her to climax and collapse onto the car seat.
"Go...just go." She gasped. And I went home sporting a boner.
Several days past before I saw her again. I ran into her, literally ran into her, in Costco. She was in front of me in the exit line and without realizing it I ran my shopping cart into the back of her foot.
"Sorry!" I said before I even realized who it was.
She turned around abruptly; ready to read someone the riot act. When she saw it was me she blushed and said, "Oh Ron, that's OK it didn't hurt."
She turned back around and we proceeded to the door in uncomfortable silence. After we got outside I offered to help her put her packages into her car. "I don't know," she quipped. "I remember what you did when I took packages out." That broke the tension.
"I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have done that...but you are so sexy, I couldn't stop myself."
"I knew I was baiting you when I reached into the car. I'm sorry. I'm glad you did what you did but I don't know how to act now. I didn't mean to start something."
"Please don't be embarrassed or think that I expect anything more. It happened, we're both glad, now it's over and let's not let it change things."
"Oh thank you. But I've got to say that it was so naughty and exciting that I have thought about it almost constantly since it happened."
"Me too. Truth is I've masturbated over it every day."
"Stop it. You're making me tingle again."
We had reached her car and were putting stuff in so I stepped up and pressed my crotch against her and said, "And feel what you're doing to me."
I made my hard dick twitch against her hip. She looked wickedly into my eyes and reached down and touched me.
"Oh my, this is too much for me. I want do bad things with you."
I touched her breast, twitched my dick in her hand and said, "And I want to do bad things to you."
Adrian squeezed my dick and said, "Where?"
"Is Rick home?"
"No he's at work."
"We can leave my car here and I will ride in the back of your car and you pull into your garage. No one will know."
On the drive home I asked her if she had thought about what might occupy her free time. She said that after our little tryst the only activities she could think about were sexual in nature and too taboo to act on.
"What type of activities?" I asked.
"I'm too embarrasses to tell you."
"We are going to do something pretty taboo so tell me and perhaps we can fulfill your desire."
"I sometimes imagine that I tease one of my high school students and he gets so worked up that he looses control."
"Well you are getting your old neighbor so worked up that he is about to loose control...so why not try your plan on me?"
"Oh I couldn't...or maybe I could...that might be fun." She paused then said, "When we get to my house stay in the garage for ten minutes then come in and pretend that you are a student coming for private tutoring."
Ten minutes took forever. When I went into the house I called out "Mrs. Hale, it's Ronnie. I'm here for my lesson. Where are you?"
"Back here, in the office." She called out.