Sharon was your typical middle aged woman, 45 years old and working now that her two kids had left for college and work. Her husband of 20 years was in decent shape, worked hard for his family and an attentive lover. Her life was not excessively opulent, but she was well provided for and had no complaints. She kept herself physically fit with swimming and yoga with balanced eating and as such, kept an impressive figure for her age, with her DD breasts sagging just a bit from age and gravity, with small stretch marks from her pregnancies. She didn't have washboard abs, but she was trim and fit over all with an ass that left many men lingering their gaze. Life was good for her and she was very happy.
That was, until their new neighbors moved in. An older couple like her and her husband, they had much in common with just one caveat: they had a single son, still living at home at 23 years old. He was sent to an Ivy-League school but dropped out and tried a few jobs, but still ended up back at home with no prospects. He wasn't in excellent shape, but he was a looker otherwise with attractive features in his face. However, it was his eyes that Sharon felt uneasy about. They pierced her and she felt uncomfortable, as if he was undressing her the moment they met.
Over the months, winter gave way to spring and their weather now permitted use of their own backyard pool, so Sharon started swimming again. Her swimsuit was a two piece that flattered her body. As she began swimming and then sunbathing on weekends, she started to feel uneasy as if she was being watched. She never saw anyone, so dismissed it.
As spring gave way to summer, Sharon and her husband were at a party when they invited their neighbors over to their pool for a small party the following weekend. When they showed up with their son, Sharon felt uneasy again, as his gaze kept on her far more than she appreciated. The whole day was uncomfortable and even more so when her husband said the young man could come over any day to use the pool to help with his fitness, even volunteering Sharon to give the young man pointers. She definitely didn't like the look on his face at that invitation.
The next day after she got home from work, she threw on her bikini and dived into the pool. As she swam, she got that uneasy feeling and stopped at the end to look out. Sure enough, the neighbor's son was standing there in his trunks and what looked like a chubby. Startled, she shouted "What are you doing here?!" The boy responded, "Your husband said to come over to swim and I didn't want to come over if there wasn't anyone home. I'll go ahead and leave."
Sharon immediately felt guilty and said, "Oh no, you're okay. I forgot he gave you permission. You just gave me a fright. Come in, the water's fine."
He jumped in and they swam laps together, Sharon grew accustomed to his stares on her body. In fact, they began to make her feel sexier to have his undivided attention. Her husband, while attentive, was a busy man in his career and especially lately as a business deal was overriding his schedule. One that would secure their future forever. This left her sexually unsatisfied and her cravings for some good sex were unfulfilled, so the attention made her feel desired. They swam and chatted during breaks. She realized the kid wasn't creepy, just awkward. When they stopped swimming and lounged in the shallow end, his eyes tried to stay on hers, but kept falling to her chest. Her pussy tingled with the attention and she started to flirt with him. As the afternoon went by, she got wine for herself and chatted with the young man, named Donald.
Eventually, as the sun lowered into the sky, she checked her phone and realized her husband wouldn't be home until after midnight. Unfortunate, but she was enjoying herself as they talked, their conversation took a turn to their sex lives. The wine was influencing her a bit, but there was no harm in talking. She learned he was a virgin and hadn't even had a blow job before. She giggled and as she finished another glass, she joked with him about might have to take matters into her own hands if he wasn't able to. He turned red and shyly said he wouldn't mind that.
The wine influencing her greatly, she smiled and slid her bikini to the side with a sly smile. The young mans eyes locked onto her breasts, her nipples hardening before his eyes. She also immediately shed her bikini bottom, her labia exposed to the air and her already moist pussy.
Sharon shifted around and exposed her tight ass back to the young man, asking, "Do you want to touch me? Do you want to suck on my tits or do you want a little taste of this pussy?"
Her horniness and the wine left her inhibitions extremely lowered, and thus vulnerable to a young man's desires. He rose and immediately went to her, his cock hardening in his shorts as he knelt before her and took her nipple into his mouth, suckling softly as she moaned in appreciation, her pussy moistening further. His hand went to her crotch, his fingers sliding across wet folds. He shifted his position and his mouth went to her entrance, his tongue licking away at her clit. The pleasure hit her and she gasped, watching the eager young man kiss and suck at her hot folds, the pleasure building in intensity as he continued. Before long, she sought his cock and deftly fished it out of his shorts.
Accepting its size and girth, she took it within her mouth, the bulbous glans throbbing as her soft lips slid over it and engulfed his cock within her oral cavity. The head throbbed inside her mouth as she sucked, her hand going up and down the shaft. Her own pussy desiring satisfaction. With that, she laid back, her legs parting to allow him entrance to her most intimate area with his hard flesh. The boy wasted no time and put himself between her legs, his bare cock hovering above her needy orifice. Her hand reached down and grabbed the boy's cock, pulling him into her steamy depths. As his head touched them, it throbbed and she moaned. The crown parted her folds and violated her flesh. Her legs spread wider, inviting him to fully consummate the act of taking her fidelity, making her a cheating wife. He pushed deep inside her and no sooner than he bottomed out, his eagerness took hold and his hips began to thrust into her. She thrust back, meeting his movements, her labia gripping his shaft as her clitoris rubbed along its veiny length. The pleasure was mind-blowing, different than her sex with her husband. This was wild and lusty instead of the loving and passionate sex they shared as a couple. She felt the guilt at the back of her mind, but the pleasure and lust within her overpowered her morality. His thrusts were eager, almost desperate and she realized that if she didn't take some control here, he'd bust his nut too quickly for her taste.
She pushed back on his hips, his throbbing cock popping free, obscenely drooling its precum. He frowned. "Did I do something wrong?"
"No dear, just lie down for me."
He laid upon the chair as she rose off, turning and straddling his pulsating dick, waiting for a moment for the young man to calm down. After a few minutes, she lowered herself to the tool of her infidelity and sank her needy pussy back onto it. She began to rock her hips slowly, feeling his hardness puncture slowly inside her depths. She held it slow, letting him recover some of his stamina before she began to rock faster, letting her tits bounce as her ass jiggled in front of her young neighbor's eyes. Soon her rocking was active thrusting up and down his shaft, her orgasm starting to edge ever closer as her pussy dragged up and down the swollen phallus. After several minutes, she started to fatigue and rose up off his cock, letting it fall out and hit his stomach. She smirked at him and got on her hands and knees. Taking the hint, he immediately hopped up and grabbed his throbbing cock, lining it up to her open and swollen labia before pushing inside her hot, wet folds. Bottoming out, he began to pound Sharon's pussy with wild abandon, groaning in his pleasure as she thrust back. She fucked harder and harder, her orgasm approaching rapidly before it finally hit her. As each wave overtook her, she screamed quietly as her pussy contracted on the offending member over and over.
As she regained her senses, she realized that her young lover had started to fuck harder and faster, his cock beginning to swell inside of her open and unprotected pussy. She realized immediately the danger she was in as he grunted one last time and voiced "I'm gonna cum...."
She immediately pulled off his bare cock to avoid any potent, young sperm from being shot within her unprotected womb and got on her knees. No sooner than she had, his load exploded out upon her tits and chest as he came, disappointed he didn't get to finish inside his hot neighbor. As his orgasm subsided, she smiled at him before getting up and picking up her discarded bikini. "You need to get going before my hubby gets home."
He smiled back, grabbing his shorts, "Say no more. Can we do this again?"
Borderline offended, as the gravity of her indiscretion caught up to her as his hot semen drooled down her chest and body. "No, probably not. And you'll keep your mouth shut about it." With no further words, she went inside and closed the door on the naked young man.
Several weeks went by and Sharon distanced herself from Donald as she tried to forget her affair with him, although it wasn't easy as he made visiting to use their pool every day a habit. It made things worse because she couldn't cut him off without tipping her hat to her husband that something had happened.
Over the next month, her husband's deal went through and they were now set for life. He had to travel to Japan to do the final closing of it, while she made preparations to sell their home. After he left on his flight, she got to the realtor's office and got the house listed before returning home. As she arrived, she saw Donald walking out the side gate, dressed up in a collared shirt and slacks. She smiled at him as he approached. "You look dapper."
"Thanks, I had to go interview at this company my dad's involved in. Turns out they liked me enough to hire me."
