Hello all, this is your ever so humble, nearly omniscient narrator here with the story of Jane Forsyth. She is a self described middle aged ex-wife and mother.
For twenty four years Jane didn't smoke, drink, or have fun. Her husband put an end to all that once she had their first child. He wanted her to be the stereotypical wife and mother.
Her life was perfect in his eyes, but she was miserable. When she complained that she didn't want to be a boring prude, he responded by saying she was a wife and a mother, not a who're.
To add injury to insult, as soon as their youngest child left home for college, he left Jane the very next day for a 23 year old woman with multicolored hair, tattoos, and an oral fixation for older men with money.
After a moment of grieving, she decided the best way to get over her ex-husband leaving her, was to live her best life.
And so, she's trying to do anything and everything she hasn't done over the last twenty years.
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Robert is that guy we all know, who has a workshop in his basement, that's filled with all the right tools and gadgets. He can build or repair anything, and oh by the way, he also has his own emergency generator.
Having his own source of electricity comes in handy when a storm knocks out his power for a couple of days as one had just done.
Robert was also the guy who had been jacking off for years while thinking of Jane. He lived on the street behind her house; their yards were separated by a small wooded area with a creek running through it. Over the years, he'd watched her tending her vegetables garden, or sitting on her deck, but his favorite way to look at her, was to watch her as she power walked and ran through the neighborhood.
When her husband moved out Robert became friendlier with her. In fact, when weather alerts warned everybody the tropical storm they just experienced was coming, Robert called to Jane when he saw her in her yard, and offered his assistance for whatever happens.
And so the stage was set for the events that had just played out over the last thirty six hours.
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Jane's cell started ringing just as she walked through the gate to her backyard. She answered it on the last ring. "Hello Alice how are you?" she asked her girlfriend, who knows all her business.
"I'm doing fine Janey," she replied. "How are you, are you still at Robert's house? I just saw a report on the news, saying everyone's power is back on?"
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Sure, Alice was calling to check on her friend's safety, after the tropical storm passed through the area they lived in, I'll grant her that, but she was really calling because she was anxious to hear what had happened with Robert.
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Jane was walking across her back yard while talking with her best friend. "I'm good, and my power just came back on a few minutes ago," she said, while biting her lip, which is something she does when she's excited or nervous. "I was just heading home from his house right now."
"Oh, OK. You can call me after you get yourself sorted if you'd like," said Alice. "I know being without electricity has been an inconvenience, even if Robert did come to your rescue."
Alice was right, Jane did want to get inside and checkout her house, but she also wanted to dish to Alice about the time she'd spent with Robert.
When she responded, she sounded upbeat and happy, when she probably should have sounded annoyed about not having power. She said, "Ah, it wasn't so bad. I'll tell you about it when I call you back."
"How are you? Have you heard from your kids?
Alice laughed, which she does a lot, before she replied saying, "We're all fine. Thank you for asking."
"Good," said Jane. "I'll call you back in a little bit."
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About a half hour later Jane called Alice back. "I feel so much better now. I think I'm in love with my rain showerhead, it feels almost better than sex," Jane said honestly. "And speaking of sex, I had it last night, and then he ate my pussy this morning if you can believe it."
Alice giggled and then said, "Oh my goodness, I can hardly wait to hear about it."
Jane laughed before she said anything. She knew what Alice wanted to know, and she wasn't going to give it up quickly, so she said, "Robert is older than he looks, all this time I thought he was just a few years older than me." Then she waited for a question, with a big smile on her face. She knew Alice was eating her heart out.
As Jane expected, Alice asked her the question she'd wanted her to ask. Alice said, "How old is he mami?"
Jane could hear the change in her voice. Alice has a thing for older men, so she was getting turned on just like that. Jane continued speaking saying, "I thought he was in his fifties, but it turns out he's sixty seven."
"Wow," said Alice. "That's hot. She was almost breathless as she spoke. She's been into older men as long as Jane had known her. She'd told Jane her oldest lover had been in his seventies, when she had sex with him last year, and she was forty nine at the time.
Jane was happy to finally have juicy stories of her own to share with her. She couldn't resist teasing her before telling her more, saying, "Are you OK sweetie, you sound out of breath." After giggling she continued to tell her about him.
She said, "Um, I didn't officially know him before I met him a few weeks ago, but I'd seen him regularly the last few years when I'd run-walk through the neighborhood, and he'd wave at me. Then one day he stopped me to tell me to be careful when I run. Then he told me about his former doctor, who had been struck by a car and killed recently while riding his bike. It was obvious he was still grieving."
"Aww, that's so sad, I'm so sorry to hear that," said Alice.
"Yeah, it was sad," responded Jane, and then she paused to let the moment pass before she said, "Every since that day he would greet me when he saw me passing by his place. I thought he was cute for and older man, so sometimes I'd stop and have a drink of water while we chatted for a minute or two. We'd become friendlier as time has gone by, but I still didn't know his name."
Alice loved hearing the details of Jane getting to know Robert as much as Jane was enjoying stringing her along. Alice giggled and then said, "It's a good thing you're friends." She put emphasis on friends. "He was there for you yesterday, when you needed him."
"Yep, I was lucky in more ways than one actually," Jane responded, choosing her words to peak Alice's curiosity.
"What do you mean by that mami?" Alice asked her with a knowing giggle.
"I was lucky because now I have a friend, a father figure, and a fuck-buddy."
"From the very first time he stopped me to talk, there was something about him that I liked.
"Since I started living alone we've had more time to talk, and he told me about himself and his late wife."
"Like I've said, he looks younger than he actually is. He has a great smile and you can see he used to be a good looking guy, well built too, even though now he has really gotten skinny." Jane told her."
"Is he still sexy?" Alice asked, giggling again.
"Hell yes he's sexy. Wait until you hear the rest of the story," said Jane, with a suggestive laugh. knowing how intense Alice's passion for older men was, Jane was having fun telling her what happened.
After Alice gasped into the phone she said, "The rest of the story? What I'm wondering is, why haven't I heard all this stuff about Robert before you called me yesterday, to tell me where you'd be?"
Jane deflected her complaint by saying to her, "Up until two days ago there was nothing to tell. If it hadn't been for the storm I wouldn't have anything to tell you now."