My name is David Powers and for the last year I have seen this woman's dreams and fantasies almost every night. I have no idea why they are mixing with mine. I don't know her or the little town of Lawndale. I'm now home from Iraq after being discharged from the Marine Corps, of which I spent the last six years of my life. I have no idea why I see her in my dreams or this sleepy little town, but I intend to find out. Maybe this is a nice place to live, this town of Lawndale. Now I will tell you about Rosemarie, and how we met, and became lovers.
Rosemarie Sands, Rosie to her friends is an older woman who seems to be a very lovely lady. She has led a very lonely and unfulfilling life, but still seems to be quite happy. Rosie is the sweet kind, who could be your Aunt, or neighbor. Some one with a pleasant smile, and a kind word, always happy to see you. She stands about 5'2"inches she has total gray hair, and weighs maybe 140 lbs. though you would never know by the clothes she wares. Rosie belonged to the garden club, she played cards every Thursday with the girls. Rosie is a fifty something woman nothing to special in looks department, but she has a lovely smile, shes not very fat or skinny. In fact you really can't tell what her real shape is. One thing though her ass does look kind of plump and round.
Rosie was married once to a young man who left for work one day six months after they were married, he never returned. It broke her heart, she has not been with a man since. The only sex she has had, comes from a vibrator or her fingers. That was thirty years a go. No sex with male or female, ever since her husband left. Rosie waited for Glen to come back to her, for five years. Her mother finally convinced her to give him up, move away, and start her life over. Rosie did, here in Lawndale, some twenty years ago.
Rosie has a small house with two bedrooms and a big kitchen which is just right for her to entertain her clubs. Rosie's parents passed away not long after she had moved here, which left her quite well off.
Rosie does keep herself busy, she left no time for men in her life. When people asked as some would tend to do, if she was ever married. Yes, when I was young just say she is divorced. Most people didn't even know that Rosie had been married before. That divorce has soured her on any more marriage. Most of the husbands think of Rosie more as a sister than anything else. This she likes in a way, it avoids any entanglements with some one else's husband.
Rosie's only sexual adventures come at night, and in her bedroom when she is alone. She does not give in to her wanting desires always. But will lay often in desperation as her fingers and vibrator strive to reach her ultimate goal.
Rosie still dreams of Glen, the only man she has ever known, this has been her only experience with sex and she loved it. She did anything Glen asked her to, why did he leave her, that question has always haunted her. Even now on the verge of her orgasm, she will scream in anger and shame at the same time.
This was an unusually strong orgasm that caught Rosie off guard, she really was surprised at the intensity of the orgasm, the fact she lost the picture of Glen in her minds eye. This has never happened before, is this some kind of omen, she looks at the clock, 3am I've never played with myself this long ever. God am I loosing my mind, then Rosie lays back down sated, and will now sleep and dream anew. This time Rosemarie your dream will be fulfilled. You dream of a young man who will fulfill your every fantasy.
The Dream
For the last year I've been in Iraq, not knowing what lay ahead for me, other than this silly dream, I keep having about this sleepy little town, and this older woman and her dreams. I keep watching them, how she reaches for her satisfaction, but is always denied. Why am I seeing this, and what has it to do with me. I know this poor woman needs some special attention to help her out of the doldrums, this I can do and I would be more than happy too. And this last year watching Rosie Sands nightly adventures. Some of it has been real enjoyable, others almost have brought me to the point of tears.
It's been two days since Rosie has had her dream and she is still smiling about it. It seems to have carried over for these last couple of days. Right now though Rosie could use some help getting her lawn mower started. It just doesn't want to start and her grass needs to be mowed and trimmed. Rosie looks like she is going to pull her arm out of its socket, when a young man walks up and says may I help you. Rosie looked at the young man and said yes, I can't seem to get it started.
She smiled, stepped back and for the first time in her life, her pussy became immediately drenched. Rosie could not believe this is happening. This wonderful young man who seems to be about 6 feet around 190lbs. Who looks like so fit, just comes to my aid. I must be dreaming. I know I've seen him before in my dreams, I know I have. That smile, those brown eyes, the brown hair, "Oh god it's him."
The lawn mower starts, the young man adjusts the throttle on the mower for Rosie. He tells her it was stuck open, the choke wouldn't work right, but it will now.
Rosie says, may I give you something for your help. I do thank you very much, a cold drink perhaps. By the way my name is Rosemarie, but everybody calls me Rosie.
My name is David Powers, I like to be called Dave, "I'm home from Iraq, I have been in the Marines for the last six years." I've just been discharged and now, "I'm going to start my own landscaping business with money I have saved." Rosie why don't you let me cut that grass for you, I can have it down in no time at all.
Oh thank you Dave, but that wouldn't be right for me to impose on you like that.
How's about that cold drink you promised. Then we will talk about the yard work, OK Rosie. "Lady you are a sweetheart."
My pussy is getting wetter and wetter, I've never known anything like this in my life. Ever since I laid eyes on this young man, god how my pussy yearns for him. "I look at him with wanting eyes, I now feel afraid that I might do something stupid." Oh god how can anybody be this horny Rosie, "I think to myself."
I woke her from her reverie, and asked for that cold drink again. I asked Rosie if she was alright, she said yes, then came back with the ice tea for me. Listen I said to her, I'll do the yard work for a good dinner, how's that, fair enough.
Dave that seems more than fare, but are you sure you wouldn't rather have the money.
Nah a good home cooked meal is hard to find, I can make money any time. I'll come by tomorrow and get the yard done.
Little did I know that this would be the start of a few sleepless nights, dreaming of Dave and what I wanted to do to him, and him to me.