Sandy had come to live with us about a month ago, leaving behind an abusive marital relationship, and seeking a new start in life. In her early thirties she was a very pretty girl, fine featured, a tall willowy body with curves in all the right places. My wife, Lana, had met her at our local country club where she was an aerobics instructor and personal trainer. At some point Sandy had confided in her the problems she was having with her husband, how she was trying to leave the relationship. Turns out he was heavily in debt as a result of a chronic gambling problem. He had brought her to financial ruin..
Lana and I live in a large ranch style home with plenty of room. Now in our forties our children were off to college and we were now 'empty nesters'. While I really had no desire to share my living space Lana had made a persuasive argument to have her stay with us...temporarily, until she was able to get out from under the financial problems she had. Lana knew I would be sympathetic to Sandy's situation, it was similar to a family experience I'd had in my teens.
From my observation Sandy was a very reserved, almost shy woman. She came home from work and vanished into her room, even on weekends. Sandy was very health conscious, she shopped, bought, and prepared her own food. Her work at the club consumed her time, she spent long hours there. I typically travel out of town on business for one or two days a week so really did not see her during her days off. However when I did see her I could not help but notice her natural beauty. Her skin was radiant and healthy. Her toned body was beautifully proportioned with firm, full breasts, probably a C cup. Her abs were well defined and her long legs seemed to go on forever until reaching a firm tight butt.
"If only the kids were as easy to have around as Sandy," I remarked to Lana.
"Jim, she's a nice girl, I told you she wouldn't be a problem".
"Does she ever go out socially? She seems to be a totally absorbed in her work."
"Oh I'm sure with time she'll start circulating...she's getting over her relationship." Lana answered and then changed the subject.
Lana was a tall, sturdy woman, almost six foot, with a full, shapely figure. She had worked hard keeping in shape, going to the club five days a week to 'sculpt' her body. The benefit was visible, she looked at least ten years her junior. Her large firm breasts dominated her appearance. I remember when we had first met and got into a heavy petting session she had unhooked her bra, looked at me seductively, and then let them loose. I nearly lost control, and, as I recall, didn't last much longer as she sensed my need and skillfully unzipped my pants, released my swollen manhood, and jacked me off all over her gorgeous tits.
I also worked out regularly. When I retired from professional sports I knew that I had to develop a fitness program to stay in shape. While some of this is just common sense the true driving force behind the healthy life style was simply great sex. My physical conditioning meant I could have sex more often and last longer during sex. I had never smoked and my drinking was very moderate, I found alcohol and great sex don't mix. And I loved to engage Lana in long physically demanding sex where we would pleasure each other until finally succumbing to exhaustion.
It was during one of those sessions, early one morning, when I caught a brief glimpse of Sandy outside our bedroom door. Lana had been particularly vocal as I worked on her with a small powerful vibrator. The 'pocket rocket' as I have heard it referred to, was one of our frequently used toys. Lana loved it pressed on her clit and left there. This particular morning she had initiated the sex, always a good sign for a good time.
Lana had reached over to me in bed and begun rubbing both my cleanly shaven cock and balls. She loved the smooth texture of my skin and the sensitivity to her touch soon had me fully aroused. She stroked me until she could feel the sticky precum leaking from the tip of my hard cock. She would then let me start to work on her, although by this time her body was usually in a heightened state of excitement as well.
