Freshly showered and shaved, Benny was ready to take advantage of the beautiful spring day.
His morning had sped by.
It began with a conversation over coffee with his son, Antonio. After Antonio left for work, he cleared the table from breakfast and filled the dishwasher, before finishing up some bookkeeping matters.
After that, he watched almost an hours' worth of MILF porn on the internet before stepping into the shower.
He was surprised to see it was already 10:30 am.
Benny put on his sweatpants and one of his many "Antonio's Family Painters" t-shirts that he and Antonio ordered back in January as their fledging small business picked up steam.
He planned to stop at Clyde Johnson's house to take measurements for an estimate on a paint job. Clyde told him he would be home all day, so Benny was in no hurry.
Though Clyde, a fellow retiree, lived on the other end of the neighborhood, Benny decided to walk rather than drive. That would give him a chance to take a stroll through the neighborhood park.
Before he left, he picked up his tape measure, and a small notepad and pen which he stuffed into his pocket.
Stepping outside, he took a deep breath to soak in the fresh, spring air.
Benny figured the warmer weather meant the neighborhood women would be shedding their heavy winter clothes and showing more skin as they walked around outside.
As he began walking, Benny found himself sporting a woody.
While he was always a fan of springtime, this spring carried more significance for the 75-year-old, short, thin, bald, Benny. Almost three and a half years after his beloved wife, Rita, passed away, Benny had finally emerged from mourning.
He was enjoying a new chapter in his life.
Last year, he helped his son launch his house painting business. Using his neighborhood contacts to spread the word, he helped Antonio secure several lucrative jobs. At the same time, Benny invited Antonio, along with his wife, Elena, and Eli, their son and Benny's grandson, to move in with him, so they could save enough money to buy their own home.
And more recently, he began enjoying an active sex life again!
Something clicked last summer when he saw his neighbor Susan, a voluptuous, curvy, 51-year-old married brunette, climbing out of the pool at a neighborhood party in a clingy, one-piece low cut black bathing suit.
Immediately, he zeroed in on Susan's profoundly, protruding nipples and got his first boner in what seemed like years.
Figuring he had no shot with the strait-laced, conservative Susan, but still reeling from the sight of her incredible tits, Benny began chatting up Jody, a tall and slender 57-year-old locally acclaimed artist, who was married to his insurance agent, Stan.
Using his charm and wit, Benny soon had Jody laughing at his silly sense of humor. One thing led to another, and by this past winter, the ever-horny senior was making regular daytime visits to Jody's house, whenever Stan was at work or away on one of his frequent golf outings.
And it was not just Jody. Around Christmas time, at a local bar, he scored the phone number of an even younger, hotter neighborhood wife, Mary, behind the back of her clueless, distracted husband. A little over a week later, he fucked her in her marital bed while her husband was at work. Though he had yet to make it back into her bedroom, it was not for lack of trying. The ever-optimistic former union brick layer figured it was just a matter of time.
Now, with spring in the air, and Jody off on a European vacation with Stan, Benny was ready to try his luck with some other neighborhood wives.
Susan stepped out of her bathtub after taking a bubble bath.
She liked how soft her skin felt. Since she and Brad expanded and remodeled their bathroom last year, adding a luxurious new tub next to the walk-in shower, she used it often.
After drying herself off and hanging up her towel, she stood before the full-length bathroom mirror and gazed upon her naked body. The 51-year-old Italian American beauty, with a curvy, hourglass figure and long brown hair, took good care of herself and it showed.
Over the years, her breasts had become fuller, and her butt rounder. She knew her body stilled rocked it. That was clear from all the unsolicited looks she regularly received from men, young and old.
In many ways, Susan, a wife, and mother of three grown children, was more beautiful today than she ever was. She kept active and lived her life as if nothing happened by chance. She took pride in always looking her best, especially for her husband.
Just yesterday, she made her regular visit to the spa for her mani-pedi and wax. Her mother taught her at an early age that a good wife never went to bed without polished fingernails and toenails.
Unfortunately for Susan, Brad, 54, had seemingly given up on any effort to reciprocate.
It wasn't that way thirty years ago, when they got married.
She and Brad originally met through mutual friends down at the Jersey shore not long after graduating college. They soon got married. When she first became pregnant, she quit her job so that she could raise their children much like she was raised, in a strict, but loving, household. She embraced her and Brad's vanilla sex life, and it seemed he did, too.
Brad was the romantic type back then though. In those days they had lots of sex. When they were raising their children, Brad used to complain that they did not have enough sex, though he often snuck into the bathroom when she was in the shower for a sexy and steamy quickie.
But since they became empty nesters, Susan wondered what happened to their once active sex life.
To spice things up, she recently purchased a sheer pink negligée, but he hardly seemed to notice.
Though she would do anything to bring back the days when a horny Brad joined her in the shower, it seemed to Susan that he had lost interest.
Brad rarely initiated sex anymore and when he did, he never lasted long.
Susan was frustrated.
Still, there was little she could do about it. It was not like she was going to have an affair. No one in her and Brad's group of friends ever cheated.
The exception was when her friend, Nancy, caught her husband, Lars, cheating with a much younger woman several years ago. Ultimately, their marriage survived, but Lars' reputation was dragged through the mud among their entire group of friends.
