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."