Ted my husband was a once a month man. I put that down to him being ten years older than me. It never would have occurred to me that marrying a man ten years older would have this effect after twenty two years. You never think when you are eighteen that things like sex would change in the decades to come. I sometimes wondered if I'd married a man my own age it would have been any different. It was what it was and I married a man of twenty eight.
Mum and dad weren't pleased at all and we had some right good arguments, me being a suborn teenager I wouldn't give in. The pregnancy changed everything and I was whisked down the aisle and into matrimony as quick as the law would allow. I wasn't a virgin and Ted had me every night and sometimes twice in the months leading upto the wedding day. To be truthful Ted was great in those days. Being older and having had a few more active girlfriends he knew his way around a girls body and never failed to satisfy me.
I blamed myself in part for Ted's shortfall in the bedroom. One child arrived and I couldn't possibly have sex for the first six weeks after the birth. One child was tiring enough, a second knocked my pan in and I was too tired to fuck. When the third arrived I was well on the way to being celibate. I was never off sex all together and by the time the kids were old enough to look after themselves Ted had grown out of regular fucking.
Ted at fifty has let the regular sex slide in favour of doing a hard days work. He puts "bread on the table", as my mother would say, and he treats me well. We live in a large house and have nice things. We both drive expensive cars and have luxury holidays. So there are compensations to not being drilled into the bed three times a week. Apart from the monthly fuck he likes to perform oral sex and I would say he is quite the expert even though he never expects or wants me to reciprocate. So I get my monthly shag and get eaten out three or four times in between.
About five years ago we were talking and I said I needed sex more often. Ted upped his game but over about six weeks it dropped from once a week to once a fortnight and then eventually back to the monthly shag.
I broached the subject of vibrators and dildos, Ted didn't say much just went along. So now I have my toys. I never use them when Ted's with me. I think that would be too embarrassing for both of us.
The rest of the time I'm Personal Assistant to the head of a software company that does rather well business wise. Most of what we develop is games, and very lucrative it is. We have dabbled in business software but only for selected clients, those that pay rather well.
Roll the clock back and you would see a young mother, three kids born in quick succession, hanging on her tits, cleaning washing and ironing all day. Then come forward a few years and the young mum isn't so young any more. The kids are in school and she spends evenings at night school getting closer and closer to the education standard she should have had in her mid twenties. Ted alway encouraged me to better myself. He loved having the kids to himself when I was studying.
When the kids were in their teens and didn't need me so much I found myself a job. First step on the ladder and I soon moved on, despite promises of promotion in the future. I was too long in the tooth to believe any of that. Offers like that are just bull shit.
Finally I ended up with Catslip Software and I absolutely love it. I'm my own boss. All I have to do is make sure Jerry knows what he needs to know and all the geeks are paid on time.
Jerry will tell you good coders are hard to find and when you do you pay them to stay and make sure they are happy. Some come and the good ones stay. The poor ones are soon shown the door. Then there was Danny and I knew he was a stayer as soon as he walked through the door.
Danny, or Daniel Stevens, came to us about six months ago. He's early twenties and on the face of it just like all the other geeks in this place. The boss, Ray, told me before he arrived that Danny had written ninety percent of a game that once polished with a tweak on the graphics and addition of high quality music could and would be a world beater.
So you might think a true blue geek our Danny focussed on computer code and missing out on life as we know it. Thing is Danny is different. Oh he had the temperament of the coders like we have here, the single mindedness to solve the unsolvable and the capacity to drink coffee and stay awake into the small hours until the job was done. The difference was that he could be charming, funny and so tender.
On his first day I sat with him and took him through his terms of contract, the safety manual and all the other procedures we were told to remember but never did. We sat side by side and I pointed out all the sections that he needed to be aware of and try to remember. I felt a warmth from him as we leaned in and out of each other as the morning went on.
"Mary, you take Danny out to lunch and not MacDonalds," said Ray, "Use your company credit card."
That meant somewhere descent and not to bother about the time. So for lunch I took Danny to a local bistro I'd used many times before.
"You like Italian food?"
"Sure."
We were greeted warmly by the head waiter and shown to a table near the kitchen.
"Would you like a glass of wine?" I asked.
"No thanks, an orange and soda will do me." An answer I was rather glad to hear. Last thing I wanted was to be bringing back a half cut new employee.
We ordered and Danny told me a bit of his life, how he had skipped university and worked in the stores of a big engineering firm until he had finished the game. He said how glad he was to be working for Catslip and hope he would fit in with us.
The food arrived and as usual it was delicious. Danny must have been hungry as he finished in quick time. We skipped desert and walked back to the office. I was only our first morning and I was coming to like Danny a lot.
The afternoon seemed to fly in and we were soon getting ready to leave.
"Thank you Mrs. Philips, I've had a lovely day and see you in the morning."
"Call me Mary, everyone else does."
I wished him a good evening and watched as he left. I drove home pleased but a little perplexed. I got the feeling that there was something Danny wanted to say. But never did.
I told Ted about our new recruit, he seemed mildly interested then went back to reading his newspaper.
Danny sat with me for two more days. By day three he was so close our thighs touched as we moved. He would smile at me when I made some comment or other. I caught him looking at my cleavage. Strange thing was I didn't usually wear low cut tops but...
So Danny finished his induction and then spent a lot of time with the other coders. He seemed to like Megan, one of the two girls apart from me we had on staff. The other was Lena, she was gorgeous, long blond hair, deep blue eyes and a very good figure. A bit like me when I was younger. Lena was a lovely kid but she and Danny never got on.
The weeks went by and Danny and I spoke often. Mostly about work but just occasionally I would tell him about my life. He knew I had three kids and they were all away at university. He knew about Ted and how long we had been married. I don't know if it was something in my subconscious but I wanted him to look at my cleavage, my slim frame and the curve of my hips. Most of all I wanted him to look at me as a sexy woman. Hell he had started with my cleavage and often I had to stop myself from laughing as he spoke to my tits.
Before we knew it Christmas was nearing and it was my job to organise the Christmas party. I found a nice place in town, booked and sent everyone an invitation. There was a night club a short distance away for those inclined to party the night away. This was a staff only party, no partners, so we could be ourselves and not worry about our other halves seeing what we were upto.
The day before the party the office was abuzz. Not much work was being done even for a room full of geeks. For once there was a sparkle between Lena and David, something that I'm never noticed before. Megan seemed to be undecided and kept moving between Clark and Billy.
Saturday morning and for the first time in many a year before a Christmas party I was felling excited, elated and quite aroused. I'd volunteered to drive, I don't drink much so it was not a problem. I was picking up Danny who lived closest, then Megan and finally David. Before I even thought about setting off I had lots to do and it was only ten in the morning. Plenty of time you might think but I had Ted to see too, in amongst getting myself looking as sexy as possible. Once Ted had finished breakfast I put everything in the dishwasher, prepared lunch and then took a shower. I looked at my freshly washed body in the mirror and was pleased with what I saw. A change in diet and some exercise had me a little bit slimmer and tightened my leg muscles. I was convinced by tit's didn't droop as much. I'd trimmed the hair around my pussy so it was neat and tidy. Just took away the hair from my groin so I had a neat triangle over my slit.
Not bothering to cover myself I went across the hall to my bedroom. I stood in front of my wardrobe looking at all my clothes. I jumped as Ted put his warm hands around me and cupped my tits. "You smell lovely my dear," he said kissing my neck. More kisses on my neck and shoulders and his hand slid down my belly and into my muff. A finger dipped into my slit. My first thought was to get him off. I stopped myself and turned. I kissed Ted full on the lips.
"You like?"
"Very much so."
