Prologue
Sue stood back and admired her work and smiled to herself. She had just finished her daily housework routine and was pleased with the results. The lounge she was standing in looked good enough to appear in Hello; if only her life was exciting enough to warrant a visit from their journalists. This thought brought her back down to Earth. When had her life become so mundane that a good housework session had become one of the most exciting things in her day?
She felt a little knot forming in her stomach as she let a familiar thought grow and dwell in her mind; 'My life is boring. I am bored with my life.' Sue usually fought such thoughts back as soon as they started to appear; she was becoming expert at self-denial. However, every now and then she would dwell on them and get depressed. She slumped into a perfectly groomed armchair and just sat looking into space with absolutely no expression on her face at all.
This went on for over half an hour before she managed to shake herself out of her depression. She decided it was time for her daily workout. She really enjoyed pushing her body and usually looked forward to her workouts; especially as she was delighted by the results. She may have been 46 and have given birth three times but she had managed to sculpt her body into great shape. She was slim and toned; which just accentuated her ample breasts, hips and ass. She liked to think that her body was like a slightly less impressive version of Jennifer Lopez. Today was different though; today she had let herself get depressed.
Sue started her workout but with no enthusiasm. Today it felt like just another of her many routines; just another part of her boring life. She even had a downer about her body. There was no J-Lo in her thoughts today; it was all about the imperfection today. They way her boobs were not quite as perky as they had been 26 years ago, the (barely visible) small patches of cellulite on her upper thighs and her cheap hair do. Sue tried to push herself hard to shake off her depressing, self-destructive thoughts.
By the end of her workout she had endorphins coursing through her body which made her feel slightly better. Not better enough for her to be bothered to get washed off and changed before Ray got home. He never seemed to notice the effort she put in anyway so why should she bother? So Sue remained in her sweat-soaked workout gear and began to prepare dinner; another of her boring routines.
Dinner was almost prepared an hour later. Sue could smell her own dried stale sweat; she smelled bad but she could not care less. All she could do was curse herself for putting so much effort into preparing an impressive dinner; Ray would not appreciate her efforts. She heard the door open and before Ray said a word she knew exactly what he would say; what he says every single bloody day.
'Hi honey. I'm home.' Sue did not reply; Ray did not notice.
Ray walked into the kitchen and gave her the usual peck on the cheek. 'Rough day at work today...' Without even asking how her day was or how she was he proceeded to spend the next fifteen minutes complaining about the 'nightmares' of getting interns to prepare spreadsheets. It was so boring; Sue switched off.
By the time Ray had finished talking Sue was placing dinner on the table. They sat in silence and ate. Many people say that it is a sign of a strong relationship when two people are comfortable being with each other in silence. Whilst Ray and Sue were comfortable being silent it was certainly not a good sign. They had nothing to say and the thing that depressed Sue was that at some point over the last five years they had both got comfortable with having nothing to say to each other.
After a couple of hours of watching television; again in silence; they trudged up to bed. Sue got in first and watched Ray get undressed. He was four years older than she was and he was in much worse shape. About five years ago he had begun to stop looking after himself so well; he stopped exercising and started spending more time at work. The result was a prominent belly sticking out over the belt of his pants. Sue was filled with regret that she no longer found her husband sexy.
Ray finished getting undressed and climbed into bed. Sue knew what was coming; they same that happened every Friday night. Ray spooned Sue and placed a hand on one of Sue's boobs and gave it a little double squeeze. Sue did not even try to hide her sigh as she rolled back over onto her back. The most depressing thing of all to her was that the tiny little double squeeze of her left breast was all the foreplay that Ray thought was necessary.
Without the slightest bit of passion or excitement Ray climbed on top of Sue and inserted his semi-hard six inches into her. The weight of his belly on hers was uncomfortable; he did not support enough of his weight as his hips wiggled his penis in and out of her. Sue was completely unresponsive; she just lay there waiting for it to finish. She had given up the hopes of getting and orgasm from Ray many years ago.
After about fifteen minutes of sweaty humping Ray issued his little load into Sue. Once he had finished he rolled off and Sue turned over onto her side to fall into a depressed sleep. What she did not realise is that on the other side of the bed Ray was feeling equally low.
Ray just lay there wandering when his and Sue's marriage had become so boring, so predictable. When had sex become so boring? Why could he not get Sue excited? When did he stop trying?
They both fell to sleep with the same thought in their minds...'We need more excitement in our lives.'
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Chapter 1
The next morning Ray and Sue continued their life of routine by going grocery shopping to a large complex just out of town. They barely spoke throughout the entire boring ordeal except the occasional spat about what type of toothpaste or what flavour of yoghurt to buy this week. They drove home in silence idly listening to the tunes on the car stereo.
As they turned into their street they both noticed an unfamiliar couple in next door's front garden. They were both transfixed.
Both Ray's and Sue's attention was initially caught by the stunning blonde girl wearing a string bikini whilst she picked flowers. She looked amazing. She had the body of a glamour model and the face of a movie starlet; she must have been in her early twenties. Ray nearly crashed the car as he stared in wonder at a vision that was probably the sexiest girl he had ever seen. Even Sue had to admit to herself that this girl was a stunner; it made her feel slightly less confident about her own older body.
However, she did not have these thoughts for more than a few seconds because she suddenly noticed the girl's partner. He was tall, blonde and topless. He reminded her of a young Matthew McConauhey. He was so damn sexy she felt herself tingling all over like she had not for years; she was getting turned on by this beautiful young man.
'I guess they must be the Hillmans' house-sitters,' Ray muttered as he pulled onto the driveway; still staring at the girl's body.
'Mmm.' Sue was also still staring but her attention was firmly fixed on the amazing abs of the young Matthew.
They got out of their car and were about to pick up their shopping when the boy from next door called out. 'Hey neighbours. Nice to meet you.' The topless man held out his hand to Ray whilst wearing a big perfect smile on his face; he looked radiant. Ray shook his hand.
'Hello. I am Ray.'
'Hi Ray. I am Tom and this is Tara.' Ray held out his hand and Tara shook it; to Ray her hands felt as soft as silk. He had to force himself to let go so as not to make it obvious that he fancied her.
'Hi Ray. It is so good to meet you.' Her voice was like a beautiful melody to him.
'Ahem,' Sue coughed from behind Ray; reminding him that she was there.
'Oh yes, sorry. This is my wife Sue.'
Tara and Sue kissed each other on both cheeks and exchanged pleasantries. Sue then turned to Tom.
'Wow Ray. You are one lucky dude. Sue is absolutely stunning; a true beauty.' He leaned in and kissed her on both cheeks; Sue almost melted at his touch and his masculine odour. Ray felt annoyed with himself that he had not taken the opportunity to kiss Tara.
Sue blushed at the compliment but she loved it. Her confidence grew instantly; it was the first time a sexy man had complimented her in years.
The four of them chatted happily for another fifteen minutes. The guys talked about guy stuff and the girls talked about girl stuff. Despite the fact that this couple was the same age as their own kids they found them very easy to get on with.
Suddenly Tom shouted, 'I have a great idea. Why don't you two come over and we can all have a barbecue tonight?'
Ray was staring at Tara's boobs for about the hundredth time as he said instantly, 'Sure that would be great.' Sue was more than happy at the prospect of spending some more time with these two and so she did not bother to admonish Ray for not even consulting her about the decision. They said their goodbyes and Ray and Sue took their shopping into their house.
For the rest of the day neither of them could think of anything else. Ray even managed a sneaky session in the bathroom jerking off at the thought of Tara's unbelievable body.
Whilst Ray was satisfying himself Sue was downstairs and heard a knock at the door; she answered.
'Hey again Sue.' It was the still-topless Tom. 'I just came to say that you should bring your swimming gear tonight. The Hillmans have a hot tub that is just asking to be used.'
'Err, okay. That sounds fun.'
Tom was looking straight into Sue's eyes. His gaze did not falter but it did not make Sue uncomfortable; rather it made her feel sexy that a young sexy man was interested in her.
'You know Sue. I still cannot get over just how gorgeous you are.' Sue blushed.
'Oh don't. I am old enough to be your mother and look at Tara anyway. She is stunning. And young.'
'I'm serious Sue. You are a real...forgive the expression...you are a real MILF. I apologise if that offends you.' Still the eye contact was unwavering.
'Err, I don't really know what to say. I don't actually know what MILF means.'
Tom leaned in close to Sue, held onto both of her shoulder and whispered in her ear. 'Mother I'd love to fuck.'
Sue was stunned. 'Oh...err...oh...sorry...I...err...' Her face was bright red but she felt great. This beautiful young man said he would like to fuck her. Even if it was all charm she did not care; it felt nice to be complimented.
'Hey, I am sorry. I did not want to embarrass you. I forget that not everyone is quite as comfortable as me and Tara at talking about our sexual feelings. Please forgive me.'
'There is nothing to forgive. It was nice to hear. See you later.'
Sue closed the door and clasped her hands to her heart. She felt like a little schoolgirl who had a crush on the class hotty. She had not felt this sexy in years; she even felt a long forgotten dampness between her legs. She really believed that this boy fancied her despite the age gap and the fact that he had a pin-up as a girlfriend.