Note: If you haven't already, read Chapters 01 - 13 of Boarding with Linda, which are prequels to this story.
As I spent more time in the neighborhood, working outside the house or riding my bike or walking with Ashley, sometimes with Linda and sometimes not, naturally I met and became friendly with a lot of the neighbors. Many of them had been in the neighborhood for a long time and knew Linda and her dad, but I still had to explain pretty frequently what our situation was, with varying responses and reactions. So many people assumed we were married or at the very least a couple but, in general, I think the neighbors were more open to the idea of me being no more than a boarder or a roommate than other parents or even some of our friends. There were a few neighbors who probed for more details, some just out of curiosity and some, it turned out, to make sure there was nothing to prevent them from becoming involved with me if Linda wasn't. This, of course, was more physical interest than romantic interest.
There was a widowed doctor with long, curly silver hair and a lean, athletic body. There was also a divorcee with short hair and nice curves whose kids were all off at college. Primarily, though, there were unhappily married women looking for attention and happiness and, most of all, satisfying sex. Emily had been my first married woman but she wasn't my last, though I will say that I did not pursue married women since there were always plenty of single women interested in getting naked. Maybe I was being played but, whenever I heard about an unhappy marriage and an unsatisfying or non-existent sex life, I wanted to do whatever I could to remedy that. I did always recommend that they take control of their lives, aside from just sleeping with me, and take the steps necessary to live a happy life. Regardless, yes, I was having sex with several older neighborhood women, both married and single, and enjoying it immensely.
My point in explaining all of this is that, after starting out with women my own age, I did quickly gain an appreciation for mature and more experienced women. This came into play when we had a visitor staying at the house. Linda's dad would come and stay a night or two every few weeks, usually to see Linda and Ashley, but also to see other old friends and neighbors that were still around and, of course, to see how I was doing with keeping up the house. I didn't mind this because he almost always had tips from all his years of owning and maintaining the house that made things easier or explained things for me. Whenever he was in the house, though, there was no hanky-panky, definitely between Linda and me but even down in my living space. I figured he knew the house better than either of us and would probably know if something was going on down there. Since I didn't know how he'd feel about that kind of thing happening with Linda and Ashley around, I just typically took a break until he was gone again.
Since her dad had his room to stay in during his visits and knew that it otherwise went mostly unused, he was typically fine if other visitors wanted to stay there. After Linda's aunt, her dad's sister, first visited with him up in the Poconos, she had plans to then visit with Linda and Ashley afterward and stay in her brother's room. Of course he apprised her of the situation with me living in the basement so there were no awkward explanations once she got there. Upon meeting her, I could see where some of Linda's genetics had come from. Like Linda, her aunt had thick, dark brown hair and big boobs. She had bit more in the way of curves and, of course, her skin didn't appear to be as smooth and flawless as I knew Linda's to be. Despite my recently developed appreciation for more mature women, I had no intention of trying to seduce her. I did anticipate thinking about how she might look naked so I was surreptitiously admiring her body from the moment she arrived.
One of Ashley's weekend visits with her dad was right in the middle of Aunt Marie's visit but, since her schedule wasn't really flexible and it was only about a 2-hour round trip, they decided it wouldn't be a big deal and would give Linda and her aunt an opportunity to enjoy some adult time while she was gone. Little did I realize that I'd get to enjoy some adult time, as well. Linda arranged for an earlier than usual drop-off based on her aunt being in town for a visit so, when she and Ashley got in the car and headed off, I was still in bed. It was only a short time later that I could hear Marie moving around upstairs. When I heard the door at the top of the basement stairs open, I quickly grabbed the remote and started up both of my cameras. I wasn't necessarily anticipating what ended up happening but was thinking in the moment more about some reference material for future fantasizing.
When Jim and I had been working on the lighting for the room, we ended up putting in dimmer switches by the door, by the couch and by the bed that controlled pot lighting in three different zones. When Marie reached the bottom of the stairs and knocked on the closed door to my living space, I called out for her to come in as I sat up, then brought the lights up as she opened the door and entered. She was wearing an open robe over a nightgown and looked like she had also been in bed when Linda and Ashley left. I hadn't brought the lights up completely but enough that the camera would have no trouble clearly recording her.
The robe being open was definitely strategic; her big boobs were then covered only by the thin material of her nightgown and looked amazing. They didn't sit up as high as Linda's did but it wasn't even just my recently realized appreciation for more mature women that made me want to get my hands on them. I had been sleeping naked, as usual, and my cock was stiffening under the covers as she moved closer to me, her succulent boobs subtly bouncing. We had definitely been hitting it off since her arrival but I wouldn't have said there had been any flirting or any suggestion that she might show up in my bedroom. I was thrilled, obviously, but I wasn't taking anything for granted so I was waiting for her to say something.
"So we've got a couple of hours to ourselves before Linda will be back?" she asked.