David and I, (Amy) have been married for 23 years. Our two children are now away at school, so we decided to move to a newer area.
I am about 5 ft 8 inches with an athletic build that I keep toned with workouts three times a week. David is a couple inches taller and works at a very sedentary job and it is starting to show around his waist.
A few days after we moved in, I was cleaning up our bedroom when I noticed our neighbor doing some spring cleanup in his back yard. I was immediately struck by his Scandinavian, rustic good looks. Everything about him was sexy and after watching him for a while I was soon lying face down on our bed masturbating while thinking of sex with this man.
After supper David and I watched a movie then went to bed; I immediately attacked David and we had the hottest sex in years. Our sex life had become very limited (about once a month) before we moved here.
Later that week we received an invitation to a meet and greet for Saturday evening at a house a few down from ours. However, on Friday, I saw our neighbor working in the yard again and I decided he probably couldn't see me well when I am standing in our bedroom window, so I took off my shorts and panties and stood near the window masturbating while watching him work. I was so worked up that Saturday morning I gave Dave a blow job. Something I had only done once or twice in all our time together.
We left our place at 6:30 pm Saturday and were just heading to the party when we heard, "hi neighbor," from behind. We stopped and waited for our neighbor to catch up. Rick introduced himself and David introduced us.
Once at the party house we met the host, George. He welcomed us then turned to Rick and asked him how he was. Rick said, "Better each day."
I was anxious to know Rick's story, so later, when I saw George alone out at the Barbecue I went out and asked. George told me Rick had lost his wife to cancer a couple years ago after a year long struggle. As far as George knew Rick was still alone.
For three weeks after the party I never saw any sign of Rick, his car was gone the whole time. Then there he was shirtless working on his yard. I quickly rounded up some trash to take to the cans by where Rick was working.
"Long time no see," I said. He chuckled and said something about family vacations. I said, "I am just about to make a lunch, would you like to join me?
Rick replied, "sure just give me 15 min."
When Rick arrived, we shook hands, one of those warm two-handed shakes. We talked, laughed and I learned Rick loves dancing. As he was about to leave, I said, "Hug?" and without hesitation he gave me a real hug.
A word about my view on hugs. There are three kinds of hugs, however; I think only one qualifies as a hug. There is the man hug two guys give each other where they put their arm around each other standing hip to hip like they were getting a picture taken. There is the wimpy face to face where there is no body contact. Then there is the hug! The man pulls you close so you feel your breasts being slightly squeezed between his body and yours. That is the hug Rick gave me.
When David came home from work that evening, I had a beautiful supper ready, we watched some TV, and went to bed. I was anxious for sex and we had a very lively session. I don't often have an orgasm from vaginal sex, but I did this night. As we lay cuddling and talking Dave said casually, "I see by the extra dishes in the sink you had company for lunch." I was caught. I just straight out admitted without embellishment that I had invited Rick over for lunch. Without another word about it, David said, "I have a big day tomorrow so good night my love."
Later that summer I saw Rick shirtless working in his yard. I invited him for lunch and when he arrived, we hugged without comment. Darn he had a shirt on now! After a time eating, talking, and flirting I mentioned to Rick his comment last time that he enjoyed dancing, so we danced, talk about sex on your feet that was how I felt. All too soon Rick said he had phone appointments to make and we walked to the door. We paused, then as natural as could be, Rick leaned down and gave me our first kiss. It wasn't a long kiss, but every part of my body seemed to tingle in response. As soon as Rick left you can guess what I did.
The next morning (Saturday) I woke Dave up with a blow job, second in a month! Then I climbed over him cowgirl style and ground myself to a rare vaginal orgasm.
Fall was upon us. I saw Rick working in the yard, so I invited him in for lunch. We didn't make it to the kitchen since, as we hugged, we started kissing and I soon took Rick's hand and for the first time, lead him to our bedroom. We were naked instantly and were so ready for sex we didn't have time for foreplay. I was on my back immediately and shamelessly lay there with my legs spread for another man - Rick! The sex was vigorous almost rough, but I loved it. After as we lay cuddling and making love for a while Rick startled me when he said, "That is the first sex I have had with a woman since the last time with Carol about a year before she died." I immediately started to cry; Rick shed a tear also.
Eventually I said, "I gather you two had a great sex life."
Rick said, "Yes although you would probably think it kinky."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
Rick said, "We used to roll play. We would dress up as some characters and Carol would admit to doing something naughty. I would then send her to her room and after a little while I would come in and give her a spanking. Then we had the hottest you can imagine."
"Oh, please Rick lets do that next time," I said.
"Are you sure there will be a next time?" Rick said.
I said, "I sure hope so!"
I was shocked it was already 4 pm when Rick said he had to go. I spent some time cleaning the kitchen. When Dave arrived home, I was so horny that without thinking I grabbed his hand and lead him to our bedroom only to realize the bed was a mess. If Dave noticed, he didn't let on and we were soon frolicking in bed like two teenagers.
The next Monday morning Dave called me from work to tell me a sudden change in plans meant he would have to go out of town to a convention from Thursday till Sunday.
I immediately called Rick to see if we could set up a date for next Saturday when we could do that roll play - spanking thing. Rick thought that would work and told me he would talk to me later in the week with a plan for the "big day"
Finally, the big day has arrived. David phoned from his hotel as usual at 8:15 in the morning. He always does this when he is out of town, he is worried I would resent being alone on the weekend.
I had appointments for my hair and nails Saturday morning. I was so excited! This is my first date with a man other than David in over 23 years.
At 4 pm I walked over to Ricks place to meet him at his car. He looked great, he was so trim and solid looking in his golf shirt and slacks.
Even though we live in a secluded place we refrained from a display of affection in the driveway. Once on our way, Rick quickly put me at ease talking and holding my hand.
The costume rental store was not very busy at this time of year, so the clerk enjoyed kidding around with us. Because we were both wearing wedding rings, she thought we were married. That gave me a little thrill mixed with a bit of guilt. We rented a mini dress costume then we drove to a beautiful park for a walk. We talked laughed and stopped often to hug and kiss. The newness of this man was so exciting I almost wanted to duck into the woods and make out then and there.
Later Rick drove us to a bar on the other side of town that has a small dance floor with a DJ present all afternoon and evening. We danced our hearts out except for a small break to have some pub food. Unfortunately, David is not a dancer, so this time with Rick was very special for me.
We left for home about 8 pm and once home, Rick told me to go and change into the mini dress. Rick went to his home to change then he returned to our living room and sat there reading a paper.
When I walked into the room Rick looked at me sternly and shouted, "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN YOUNG LADY?"