I live in a nice suburb south of Chicago, we liked the bigger lots and privacy that they afforded. My husband and I have raised our children and are mostly empty nesters. Of course one the kids shows up home from time to time. We have been here for twenty years and have known most of the neighbors a long time. I'm 50 in good shape I'm short about 5'1" have black hair and have maintained a good figure that still gets attention. I have smaller breasts 32F and a nice ass. My boobs were still perky and because they are smaller and I'm so small didn't sag.
My neighbors Bob and Mary have been good friends to me, and our kids grew up together. Playing ball and going to school.
Over time Mary and I became best friends, and 3 years ago I found out my asshole husband was having an affair. After a nasty divorce and the kids gone off to college I felt lost. I have been a wife and mom my whole life, that's what I did. I spent a lot of time with Mary and her husband. They knew I was lonely and having a hard time overcoming my ex and being alone. They treated me like a family member, I came over for all family gatherings and they would take me with them when they would go out to dinner. Mary's husband took care of my yard, and helped me around the house when something would break. He never was anything but a gentleman, he had the code to my garage door, and would let himself in to get the lawn mower. Every summer he cut my lawn, he did all the things my ex used to do, well almost. He was a little older than me, but in good shape. He is 6' and I'm guessing around 195 pounds. He is tan from all the yard work and usually worked in both yards wearing shorts, shirtless. I would watch him while he cut my grass and wonder why he never paid me much attention. I also was like a sister to his wife and though I was lonely and horny didn't think I could ever do anything.
Mary and I have always talked about our husbands, bitching when rough times would come around, or about our sex lives after a few glasses of wine. I thought i enjoyed an active sex life with my ex, and I found out that Mary and Bob not so as much. They had 6 kids and he worked a lot of hours running his trucking company. What I didn't share was that I was somewhat submissive but my husband didn't really care for that side and hindsight being 20/20 saw me as a release when he and I had sex. He never took much time thinking of my needs, he would get his blow job or fuck me blow his load then roll over and fall asleep.
Mary did share that she thought Bob has big but it sounded like it wasn't anything she really liked. She thought it was painful and I could tell she was very conservative in bed.
One night we all went out together for a neighbors surprise party. The party was held at a nearby bar and food/drinks where free. I hadn't let go in a while and Mary and I drank more than enough, we danced and it felt good just letting go. Bob spent his time talking with the other neighbors and taking care of Mary and I. I also noticed that Bob seemed to notice that my tank top was cut low and that I had decided to wear a small push up bra. It hung a little loose and being as short as I am and as tall as he is afforded him a good view of my breasts. It seemed like he made excuses to check on us, but I caught him looking down my shirt a few times. I needed to pee and went to the restroom, i thought i would remove my bra and give him a better view if he looked again. I felt myself getting wet and liked the thought of exposing myself a little. Whenever Bob would come by I and would bend down to tie a shoe or pick up a napkin giving him a complete view of my breasts. I could tell he noticed and could see he was starting to get hard. Bob drank but didn't get plastered knowing he had to drive us home. Mary and I knew he was driving and got pretty drunk. Mary could hardly walk to the car by the end of the night. I helped get Mary in their house when we got home and thanked him for a fun night. I turned to leave that he said, sit in a voice I hadn't heard him use before. He then told me was going to help his wife into to bed and would walk me home after. I can't explain it, but I sat right down on the couch and waited for him to come back downstairs.
It seemed like it was taking a long time, and thought I would just leave, after all I just lived a few houses down, and even at this time of the night I didn't mind. I had teased him enough and knew I was starting to feel bad. Bob walked down just as I was about to leave. He asked me what I was doing, hadn't I told you to wait. Once again in a forceful way I wasn't used to. I couldn't believe it but I felt myself getting wet again. I lowered my head and told him I was sorry. He said that he was sure that I would be and that he thought I would need to be taught to listen. I asked him what that meant somewhat taken aback by his demeanor. He smiled back and once again in a no nonsense voice told me to start walking. I started to say something but I also felt the need to listen, wondering where this would go. Once to my house I turned to tell him thank you, but as I was turning i felt the smack to my ass. It was hard and stung but in a way I've always wanted but was afraid to admit. He opened my door and we walked in. That's when he told me how he knew I was watching him and called me slut. What kind of slut secretly watches her best friends husband. He told me that he knew I had taken off my bra so he could have a better view.
