The ringing of the alarm clock woke her up at 5:30 as usual. Mary reached over to shut it off, and rolled out of bed. Her husband Sam did not have to get up for another hour, so he rolled over to go back to sleep. Not wanting to disturb him further, Mary tiptoed to the bathroom. She slid her nightgown off her body and briefly looked at herself in the mirror. Mary was fairly satisfied with what she saw. Six months ago she had decided to go on a diet. Her weight had risen to one hundred and fifty pounds and she felt that was much too high considering she was only five foot four. After six months of exercising and watching what she ate Mary had lost twenty pounds. Looking at herself in the mirror now, Mary felt she looked pretty good for a sixty year old woman. Sure she had been dyeing her hair a light blonde for years, but her face had not wrinkled much, and she still had her pretty blue eyes. Her stomach was not totally flat but her diet had gone a long way to improving that part of her body. She had always been proud of her full and round breasts which filled her C-cup bra nicely. She had very shapely legs that never showed any signs of age and her ass had had grown a little but maintained a nice round shape. Knowing she better hurry so as not to be late for work Mary got into the shower.
After her shower Mary got dressed. She always dressed conservatively, never showing a lot of skin, yet her close did accentuate the highlights of her looks. Her black slacks were snug against her hips and ass, and her button red silk blouse, while button almost up to her neck, was just tight enough across the chest to let someone know how large her breasts were. Once she was ready to go she kissed Sam, who was now up, goodbye and headed out to the high school where she taught. It was a rather uneventful day and bye three o'clock Mary was ready to go home. On the drive home she decided to stop of at the market to get some milk. While in the store she heard a voice behind her.
"Hi Mary," a friendly voiced called out. Mary turned around to see it was a young man named Brian, who lived right around the corner from her. Brian was close friends with Mary's son Richard. Mary was also very friendly with Brian's mother Deborah. "How are you? It has been a long time since I've seen you," Brian said. As Brian and Richard got older they didn't hang out as much as they used to. They were now both 27 and it had been several months since Brian had been over Mary's house to see Richard, who still lived with his parents.
"I'm doing great," Mary replied. She had always liked Brian, and was pleased to see that he had grown up into such a nice young man. He was always very polite and was getting more handsome every year. He stood slightly over six feet and was lean but muscular. They chatted while they waited online at the store. At one point Mary noticed that Brian's eyes did a quick up and down glance over her body. For a brief moment she thought he was checking her out, but dismissed those thoughts as silly. After leaving the store Brian walked Mary out to her car. "Well, it was nice seeing you again," Mary said.
"What do you say we go to my house for a quick drink?" Brian asked. "My mom might be home from work already, and I know she would like to see you. Mary really did not want to go, she was more anxious to get home and start making dinner. However, she was never good at turning people down and did not want to seem rude, so she accepted the offer. After dropping the groceries off, she found herself standing in the front hallway of Brian's house. Brian called out for his mom Deborah but, there was no answer. "I guess she's working late," Brian said. "Her boss has been making her work a lot lately. Do you still want to stay for a drink?"
"Well, my husband won't be home for about three more hours, so I still have time to cook dinner. One drink shouldn't be a problem." Mary said, feeling funny about leaving just because Deborah wasn't there, as it might appear rude. A few moments later Brian and Mary were situated on the couch with a bottle of white wine and two glasses. They had a very nice time. Brian was charming and funny and the wine was very good. Mary almost never drank but soon her glass was empty, and Brian casually refilled it without asking. "Oh, I don't know if I should have any more," Mary said. "I really should get going."
"Come on, one more glass," Brian responded, "we still have time." Mary relented, she was enjoying herself, and the wine was very good. She took the glass. Brian refilled his own glass and clinked it against hers. "To enjoying life," he said. Mary smiled and drank. By the time the second glass was running low she was starting to feel a little buzzed, and she soon forgot about getting home to start dinner. They talked and joked for at least another hour. At one point they both happened to get quiet. "I'm really glad you came over today," Brian said, "You're fun to hang out with."
Mary gave him a shy smile and said, "You're not so bad yourself." They looked at each other for moment and then Brian slowly moved his hand onto Mary's thigh. In her slightly buzzed condition it took Mary a moment to process this. She looked down at Brian's hand as it ever so slowly moved up her leg, and then looked up. "What are you," she started but never got a chance to finish that sentence, because Brian lean in to kiss her. It was a gentle kiss, just slightly pushing his lips against hers. The combination of the hand on her thigh and Brian's soft lips caused a brief surge of arousal in Mary and without thinking she instinctively kissed him back. Her kiss was soft too, and for about ten seconds they sat there, gently kissing while Brian rubbed Mary's thigh. Then Brian slid his tongue into her mouth. For the briefest of moments Mary started to move her tongue against his before she was suddenly became aware of exactly what she was doing. She abruptly pulled away from him.
For a moment she just stared him, and Brian didn't say a word, just looking back into her eyes. Although only a few seconds had passed, a flurry of images passed through Mary's mind. She thought of her husband Sam, who had always been a good man. She thought of her son Richard and what he would think of her doing this with one of his best friends. Part of her mind was screaming at her to get out now. Other images flashes through her mind as well, like the time several years ago when Brian and Richard had been swimming in the pool at Mary's house. She remembered how she had just happened to glance out the window and see the two boys. She remembered how impressed she had been with Brian's lean and muscular body. Later that night while having sex with her husband for a brief moment Mary had imagined it was Brian who was in bed with her. She had suppressed the thought and never had it again, but now it all came back to her. Mary also thought back to six weeks ago the last time she had sex with her husband, of how he had been unable to maintain his erection after only a couple of minutes of intercourse. When Mary suggested that they could still just fool around a little Sam had said he was tired and rolled over and went to sleep.
Mary thought about all these things in the span of a few seconds, but there was one image that ultimately decided the issue for her. It was the image of her and Brian on the couch going completely crazy. She imagined Brian ravishing her naked body. The image was too much for her to stand.
Mary leaned back in and resumed the kiss, only this time there was nothing gentle about it. Their mouths mashed together and their tongues rubbed against her others furiously. Brian slid his and up and down her thighs and sides. After a minute he pulled away. "Oh Mary, I've wanted you for so long," Brian said. Mary just smiled slyly and brought her hands up to her blouse. She slowly undid them one by one while Brian watched, spell bound. She dropped her shirt to the ground and straddled Brian, putting her cleavage, encased in a lacy white bra, right in Brian's face. He began to kiss and her lick her breasts and neck. Mary started moaning; she was really starting to get hot now, and had to have more. She reached back to unhook her bra, letting her wonderful round breasts spill out. Brian quickly began sucking on her nipples.
