Gary Silvers was going through a rough patch in his life and little did he know how dramatically things were going to change in the coming month. It was mid-May and there was a major project at the engineering firm he worked for causing him a lot of stress.
There were also problems on the home front as his 18-year-old son Jerry, a high school senior and honor roll student was starting to get in trouble at school discipline-wise. His wife Beth, whose interest in sex had declined over the past year was stressing over her 85-year-old mother, Fran, who had fallen ill.
Beth was very close to her mother, who lived just a few towns away, and felt a huge responsibility to care for her since her father passed many years ago.
Gary's 52 and his 5-foot-9 frame is topped by dark brown hair that has some streaks of grey. He has an average build and high sex drive. He had hoped going to the gym and working out with weights would help relieve the stress, but it turned out to have the opposite effect. There was a woman at the gym, Jenny, a 28-year-old blue-eyed blonde with large breasts and a killer figure that was constantly flirting with him. For the first time in his 20 years of marriage he was very tempted to cheat, but resisted, and considered not going to avoid the temptation.
When he would get home from the gym, he would sneak up behind Beth in their bedroom, grab her breasts, kiss her neck and grind his pelvis against her ass. He would whisper in her ear how much he wanted to be with her. She would pull away and say "not tonight," followed by one excuse or another.
Beth was 50 and stood 5-foot-4 with green eyes, light brown hair, nice 42C breasts, slightly thick thighs and a plump ass. Gary thought that she carried her extra weight well, but she thought she was fat and refused to wear anything remotely sexy. After her rejections, he went to his basement office, pulled up a nude picture of a hot blonde from the stash of porn on his computer, and masturbated thinking about Jenny. He would imagine burying his face in her DD-cup breasts while she rode him cowgirl until he exploded inside her as she orgasmed. Jenny had taken over the number two spot on his fantasy list from Beth's younger sister Ashley. Beth's older sister Lori maintained the number one spot.
The project with work wrapped up in early June, but Jenny's flirting at the gym continued.
On a Wednesday morning in mid-June, after being in hospice for a week, Fran died and Beth took it quite hard. She was an emotional wreck the rest of the day trying to plan everything. Gary tried to hug her to comfort her and she pushed him away. The only planning he could do was convince her of was to schedule the funeral for Monday to allow time for Lori to fly in from California and for Ashley to make the three-hour drive with her husband and 21-year-old daughter.
"How am I supposed to plan all this and make Lori and Ashley happy?" she wept. "You know I don't get along with them and I'm dreading having to see them. You know I'm going to have to put on the phony happy face because that's what mom would want - the three of us getting along as one happy family."
"Let them help, that's why we're scheduling it for Monday," Gary said. "Maybe mom's death will change them and you'll find comfort in them."
"Bullshit. You know Lori didn't get along with mom or me. She doesn't have kids but for years has thought she knows what she's talking about when it comes to raising Jerry. Ashley and I get along a little better, but as parents have different views on discipline. I'm going to dread the days they're in town. I wish someone would slap some common sense into them."
"I could try fucking some common sense into them," Gary laughed.
"Yeah right, Lori doesn't like you and Ashley's husband would kick your ass if you tried anything. You'll just have to keep jacking off thinking about them. I know you do because you think they're both hotter than me."
"It doesn't matter who's hotter. You're the one I'm with, the one I love, and you're the one I want. I'd be fucking you regularly if you'd let me. I want to be with you right now, hugging you and making love to you to help ease your pain and take away the hurt."
"I can't believe you! Sex doesn't make everything better. I don't want to be with you now. You're sleeping on the couch tonight."
Gary got little sleep laying on the couch while listening to his wife crying in the bedroom.
The next day, Thursday, they got a phone call from Lori saying she was at the airport and her flight from San Franciso would be arriving at 11 pm.
"I can't believe how inconsiderate she is flying in that late," Beth growled. "Now I have to arrange for an Uber to pick her up and bring her the hour back here and we need to book a hotel for her."
"I'll go," Gary said. "Even though she doesn't like me, in this situation she should have a friendly face pick her up at the airport. She'd be pissed at you if you had a stranger pick her up instead of one of us."
"You're right. Are you going to be okay driving that late?"
"I'll be fine."
He arrived at the airport 30 minutes before her flight was due and parked. Figuring she could use a laugh, he made a sign like the limo drivers hold, but adding some playfulness to it. One thing Lori and Gary had in common was an appreciation of the TV show MASH. Gary would often joke with her if she has hot lips like Major Houlihan and she'd tell him he's not going to find out. So, the sign he made read LORI 'HOT LEGS' HOULIHAN.
She was wearing jeans and a blouse as she walked through the airport to the baggage claim area with her eyes red from crying on the flight. She broke into a huge grin and a chuckle when she saw the sign.
Lori is as tall as Gary, with shoulder-length sandy blonde hair, blue eyes, D-cup breasts, a firm ass, a killer figure, and muscular legs from running in several marathons.
"Thank you," she said as she wrapped her arms around Gary and gave him a kiss on the cheek before wiping some tears from her eyes.
Gary had his arms gently wrapped around her and returned her kiss while he raised a hand to wipe a tear from her eye. He resisted the urge to drop a hand down and rub her ass, instead putting his hands on her hips.
"So, you think I have hot legs?" Lori laughed.
"Among many other body parts," he laughed. "Especially since I don't know if you have hot lips"
"Are you just flattering me because I'm vulnerable and you want to get between my thighs or do you really think I'm hot?"
"C, all of the above," he replied before laughing again.
"Keep it up funny man and you might get your wish," she laughed back.
They tenderly hugged and exchanged a quick peck on the lips before getting her suitcase and going to the car.
Knowing Lori was hurting, he felt it best to stay quiet and let her dictate the conversation.
For the first 20 minutes or so there was an awkward silence.
"Thank you for coming to get me," she said.
"My pleasure," he replied. "I thought you could use a friendly face instead of an Uber."
"You're right," she said. "Thank you too for making me laugh. Is there anything I can do for you?"
With that she reached a hand into Gary's lap and began to rub his cock.
"I'm sorry," she said as she kissed Gary's neck. "I just need something or someone to take away or distract me from the pain I'm feeling."
"Keep it up and you'll be in a lot more pain after I crash from your distraction," Gary laughed. "Wait until we get to the hotel."
"Okay," she said with a fake pout and gave him a peck on the cheek.
