2 comments/ 21560 views/ 3 favorites Retired Life Ch. 01 By: GentleGeorge Karen peered out her bedroom window, wondering whose car had pulled into her driveway. She had been sleeping, but the headlights had waked her. Shaking her head, she realized the car was her husband's. She knelt over the bed, shaking the man awake. "Wake up, Mr. Taylor; my husband has come home early from his trip." She grabbed a robe, and headed out the bedroom towards the front door, hoping to delay Jonathon until her friend with benefits could sneak out the back. (About a month before) Karen looked out across the street through her bedroom window. Mr. Taylor was out cutting his front yard, for the second time this week. She liked watching him; she always had an attraction to older men. And Mr. Taylor was quite a specimen. By his bearing, he appeared to be a retired military man, almost six feet tall, with muscled biceps and a flat stomach. He was probably in his early fifties, and his legs were very athletic. He moved with a purpose, and Karen wished he would move between her legs. Karen had turned 24 three months before and still considered her body in good shape, enough to attract whistles when she walked in the parking lot to a store. She had medium sized breasts (36d) and a cute butt, but she considered her best resources being her long legs for someone five foot two. Her red hair was cut to her shoulders, and she was considered quite a looker by most. Karen had been married now for five years. After high school, she took a job as a customer service representative at the call center for the local cable company. She met her future husband Jon when he conducted software training about six months after she started working. They dated for about five months, and then got married. She continued to work at the call center, and Jon worked for the software firm. Karen had been sexually active in high school for several years, with about six partners, including several college men and one divorced guy in his thirties, so she was a bit experienced, though Jon was eight years her senior and had had about two dozen lovers. Their sex life, like the rest of their life, during those first few years was great. About three years ago, the cable company merged with a larger competitor, and Karen was laid off. She spent about a year fruitlessly looking for another fulltime job, trying a few temp agencies and getting some work. With just a high school degree, she was competing against college graduates. She worked a couple weeks as a checkout cashier at the large supermarket, before quitting. Meanwhile, Jon had been promoted several times and was now managing various software projects being implemented, and with it substantial increases in take home pay. Jon and Karen decided that maybe it was time to have a baby, so Karen stopped looking for work. The next year was one of frustration and fun. Jon and Karen made love in the morning, when he came home and when they went to bed. But after six months of trying, really trying, Karen knew something was not right. Jon immediately said it could not be him, as he had gotten a girl pregnant when he was 19 in college (and paid for the abortion). So Karen went to her doctor looking for help. Karen went through many tests, which did not provide any answers. Her doctor prescribed several hormonal prescriptions, which just kicked Karen's sexual urges into overdrive. Six more months, and still she did not get pregnant. There were more tests, and a few more prescriptions, but still there were no positive results. Through all of this, Jon had been a big supporter and very positive that things would work out. Then his firm landed a big contract to support a Chinese company, which would require Jon to travel. At the beginning of the project, Jon was maybe gone a week at a time, then home for a couple of weeks. Over the last six months, the trips were now lasting three or four weeks long. It was now mid-May, and Jon had been gone two weeks and called last night saying he would be home in about ten days. Karen was watching Mr. Taylor finish cutting his front lawn. He was turning her on. The drugs, the absence of her husband and the fine example of manhood were causing Karen to get very aroused. While watching Mr. Taylor, Karen began absentminded playing with herself. While standing at the bedroom window, with the drapes partly pulled open. Mr. Taylor shut off the lawn mower, and pushed it into the garage. He came out with the garden hose, and was starting to unwind it, when he looked directly at Karen. She was busted. Karen at first was watching the older man and was too caught up in her passion to realize that he was now watching her. She continued to play with herself, not aware that her actions were being monitored by Mr. Taylor, but also his lovely wife looking out her living room window. Mr. Taylor was slowly unwinding the hose from the wheel, watching his next store neighbor put on a lovely show. She appeared to be dressed only in a robe, and the robe was open in the middle revealing her lovely breasts and her playing hands. He liked what he saw. Mrs. Taylor shared her husband's feelings, and she could also touch herself too. She was looking between the drapes, having heard her husband shut off the lawn mower and was about to open the door and ask him if he wanted a drink of water or tea. She saw him look across the street, and quickly determined what he was watching. She enjoyed the show for a few minutes, then walked over and opened the front door. "Fred, hey honey, would you like a drink of water or something, or are you too tense right now to move?" Mr. Taylor turned his head to his wife's voice, and just had a big smile on his face. "You busy right now?" Karen's trance was broken when she saw Mr. Taylor turn his head, and then she looked over to the front door and saw his blonde wife. They were talking for an instance, and then Mr. Taylor put the hose down, and started to walk towards his wife. He looked over his shoulder at Karen, and Karen could see that he was watching her, and so was his wife. She stepped backwards, and fell on to the bed. "I guess the show is over now, Heidi, but it looks like she got us both excited. How about some afternoon delight?" From the bed, Karen could see out the window, and watched Mr. Taylor pat his wife on the butt, look back at her with a big smile on his face and go inside the house. She got off the bed and closed the drapes, then fell back on the bed with her robe opened to give her access. Karen's right hand reached for her swollen clit, and began to rub it back and forth. Meanwhile Karen's other hand was pinching and alternately pulling on her left nipple. She closed her eyes and imagined Mr. Taylor standing over her, watching her play with herself. Mr. Taylor was not wearing a shirt, and just some loose shorts. His cock began to get hard, and started to tent the front of his shorts. Karen enjoyed causing a man to get hard. Hard for her. She continued to masturbate her clit and nipple. When Mr. Taylor pulled out his long, hard cock, Karen began the first of her afternoon climaxes. Fred walked behind his wife of many years, eager to get into her pants. The came to the bedroom, and the couple quickly removed all their clothes and Heidi pulled down the comforter. Heidi got on the bed on her knees, turned to face Fred, and immediately put his cock in her mouth, sucking on it with a passion. Fred was already pretty hard, but became harder due to his blonde wife's lovely activities. Before he could cum, Heidi pulled her lips off his dick and asked "You were watching our neighbor for quite a few minutes, watching her playing with herself. And she has such lovely breasts too. I bet you would love to fuck her." Fred only could smile an acknowledgement to her. She continued, "I bet I can get into her pants before you can." Fred laughed, knowing his wife had been very successful in the past, but he was willing to take her up on the friendly bet. He leaned down and flipped his wife on her stomach, and quickly moved behind her nice ass and pushed his cock to the hilt into her aching pussy. He banged her hard, while she screamed in orgasm after orgasm. (Later that afternoon) After Karen recovered from her climax, she peeked between the drapes and saw no one outside the Taylor's house. Maybe they had not really seen her, maybe they did. It was still only about 2 pm, and Karen decided that she really needed to put on some clothes and go outside and cut the grass. Jon had cut it two weeks ago, and with the spring rain, she could not wait until he returned from China or the grass would be about a foot high. Karen put on a tank top and short shorts, thinking I might as well give the neighbors another thrill while she cut the grass. She went to the garage, hit the door opener, and pushed the lawn mower out to the top of the driveway. As Jon had shown her, she first checked the oil, and then filled the tank with gasoline. She pressed the rubber button five times, and then pulled the cord. It started right up. She wiggled her butt, and then pulled the lever and the lawn mower moved forward. She began to cut the front lawn. "It seems that our lovely neighbor has recovered from her strip tease and is cutting the grass. She is quite a lovely thing, Fred. You ought to get off that bed and take a look." Mr. Taylor obeyed his wife and walked over to her, looking through the curtains at the young women with a too tight top on with even tighter shorts cutting the grass. Of course, the activities of Karen only caused Fred to cause his hand and fingers to start wandering down the front of his naked wife. He gently massaged both her breasts and pinched and pulled her nipples. Heidi enjoyed the attention. Fred moved his body so that his cock lied along the crack of his wife's ass. He continued to massage her, and his right hand moved down to twiddle her clitty. This also resulted in his cock to get a little hard. Heidi backed her husband back to the bed, letting his cock enter her arse, which she then rode him reverse cowgirl style until she climaxed. Lying in the bed, Heidi and Fred started to talk about their neighbors. "It looks like to me that her husband is going out of town more often for longer periods -- that is the first time I think I have ever seen her cut the grass in the three years we have lived here." "Yes, I agree. That can't be good, as we have seen how close a couple they are, especially since they rarely close their bedroom drapes. I image that she is quite aroused with him not being around to scratch her itch." "Well Fred, you know you always have my permission to go scratch an itch, all in fun, just remember where your home is." "I can't imagine why someone that young would care to do anything with an old fart like me." "Trust me, my husband, young ladies like myself always value experience over youth." "We will see." Fred laid there silently thinking what Heidi had said, since he was ten years older than she was. (Ten days later) Jon returned home the next week, and between three or four bouts in the bedroom each of the next four days, he managed to cut the grass. He reminded Karen that she probably needed to cut it at least once a week, if not twice a week, for the next month while he would be back in China. Before she knew it, Jon was off on another trip to China. Five days later, Karen put on a very revealing bikini top and pulled on some short shorts, and went out to the garage to cut the grass. As she pushed the lawn mower out on to the driveway, she saw Mr. Taylor watering his flowers. She checked the oil and filled up the tank, then pulled the cord. Oops, she forgot to prime the engine. Pushing the rubber button, then she yanked the cord and the lawn mower started. She swung it around, and caught Mr. Taylor turning to look at the noise. She waved at him, and he returned the wave. Then she saw Mrs. Taylor coming from the back yard, and she waved again. "My, she has some lovely breasts, I wonder if she has ever been with a woman?" "Heidi, be good, or I'm going to have to pull your shorts down and give you an old fashioned spanking." The couple was laughing, while Karen began cutting the front yard. (A week later) It was getting hot as May turned to June. A few days before, Karen had stood at her bedroom window, without any clothes on, and watched and played as Mr. Taylor had cut his front yard. Fred enjoyed the show, and could see Heidi also enjoying the show as she peeked through the curtains. The next day, Karen went through the same routine to cut the grass. But this time, she pulled the cord and the motor did not start. She pulled again. Nothing. She pressed on the rubber button, priming the engine. Pulled again, and the motor did not start. She stood there looking at the machine. "Hey Fred, the young lady has some problems trying to start her lawn mower. Maybe it is time for Superman to make an appearance." Fred walked out of his house. He was wearing a red, white and blue t-shirt and shorts. "Having problems with the lawn mower?" "Well, yes, I don't know why it isn't starting." "Let me take a look. Oh, where's my manners, I'm Fred, Fred Taylor." "Oh Mr. Taylor, I'm Karen Jones, we met briefly at the Robinson's July 4th party last year." "Oh yea, I'm terrible with names when meeting folks for the first time. And you can call me Fred; mister is what my dad is called." They both laughed, and Fred began to inspect the lawn mower while Karen watched. He checked the oil and the spark plug, checked to make sure that everything looked connected. He tried the pull cord several times, and the motor would not turn over. "Well I'm afraid that you might have to take it to the Sears service center over on Hudson to see what is a wrong with it on Monday morning." "I wonder how long that will take?" "They should be able to look at it within a couple of days, depending upon what is wrong, maybe a week or two for them to get parts, maybe less." "The grass will be two feet high by then." "Well I could lend you my mower, but it does not have the self-propelled feature, you have to push it. That might be a little tough for you to do. How about I cut your grass until you can get your lawn mower repaired?" "I don't know if I can afford to pay you for that." "Don't worry about money. I work pretty cheap, maybe a glass of ice tea after I finish each side, we can work it out." "OK, I think I can make it worth your while." Fred chuckled, and turned back to his house to get his lawn mower. He started to whistle. Life is full of opportunities. He went and opened the front door, and let Heidi know he might be a while. She wished him luck. Fred began to cut Karen's yard, knowing he was being observed by both Karen and Heidi. And if the opportunity presented itself to get into Karen's bedroom, he knew that he would keep the drapes open and let Heidi watch using his binoculars and the dressing table mirror that gave them a perfect view of the bed. Karen went inside, and saw that Mr. Taylor, Fred, was cutting the front lawn first, which means he would be finishing off in the back. That would give her an opportunity to come out on the back deck, offer some refreshments and given that it was hot, offer to let him come inside to cool off. She moved from room to room, watching Fred as he pushed his lawn mower. He cut the grass faster than she ever did, even faster than when Jon cut it. She was getting excited, and went to kitchen to plan for some refreshments. Maybe some long island ice team instead. Fred would glance at Karen's house, and see her watching him behind a curtain. Good, she is probably touching herself like she does when I cut my yard. I wonder if she is just a tease, or if she would really fool around. Fred was nearly done with the back yard and figured that he might as well give it a try. He shut the motor off, and wiped his brow. Almost immediately, Karen opened the sliding door and came out on the deck. "Hey Fred, it is a little hot outside, would you like to come inside where it is cool?" "Only if you promise not to kill me and sell my organs abroad?" "OK, no sharp knives then." Fred walked into Karen's house, and it really was cold inside, so much so that his nipples became immediately hard and he knew that they clearly showed through his tee shirt. Karen immediately noticed them and it caused her to pause. "Is it too cold in here?" "No, it feels great after being outside. But can I borrow a towel so that I don't drip my sweat all over your floor and furniture?" Karen brushed past him to go to the laundry room, maybe accidently but probably on purpose. She returned with a towel and handed it to Fred. "Would you like some ice tea?" "Yes please" Karen reached for the pitcher, poured its contents into the glass and handed it to Fred. Fred took a sip, and smiled as he tasted the alcohol. "I see this is rather strong ice tea." "As they make it in refined establishments." "So we agree that this is an establishment? And what kind of refined activities does it sponsor?" Karen sipped her ice tea too and pondered her response. She decided to take a chance. "It depends upon what kind of refined activities you might be interested in, Mr. Taylor." "Well I would be interested in several types of refined activities, especially with someone as pleasing to look at as you, Mrs. Jones. Several things come immediately to mind. I wonder if we might be interested in some of the same things?" Karen realized that she needed to make the first move, as Fred was too much a gentleman to force himself on her inside her own house. She got up from the table, and moved closer to Fred, and reached for and brushed his erect nibbles. "I think we might have a meeting of the minds, young lady." Fred put his drink down on the side table, and without standing, stretched his head in the direction of Karen's open and inviting lips. She did not move, and he quickly made contact. She responded with a slight tongue into his mouth, which his own directly caressed and licked. They engaged in a sweet, sensual kiss for a few minutes. He then pulled back, and looked into Karen's eyes, a question being asked. Karen responded without saying a sound, and Fred got up, and quickly picked up the young woman. Without saying a word, Karen directed him to her bedroom. He laid her gently on the bed, and began to rub her breasts. Karen pushed him away, and quickly pulled the bikini top off as well as her shorts and panties. Fred did not undress; he got on his knees beside the bed and looked at the woman, sizing her up. He began to massage her shoulders, and moved slowly over about an hour, down to her pussy; bye passed it to her lovely legs. After the hand and fingers and lip massage, he got between her legs, licking and sucking and blowing on her clit, tonguing her pussy and driving her to cum at least three strong times. She then pulled him on top of her, and he quickly entered her. She raised her legs to her shoulders, getting him very deep inside and he banged into her roughly for another fifteen minutes as she came again and again. Fred finally had to stop, and rolled off of her, but laying close to her. They both fell asleep. (Maybe a half hour later) Fred woke up a bit hungry, and needing a shower. He thought about taking a quick one in Karen's bathroom; then decided that Heidi would probably want to lick him all over like a cat when he got home. Karen did not stir as he got out of the bed, and he went to kitchen to put on his clothes. After putting on his tennis shoes, he walked quietly back to Karen's bedroom and looked in on her, she was sleeping with a very content look on her face. He left and went out the back sliding door, and pushed his lawn mower towards his house. After putting it in the garage, he went inside and was quickly facing his lovely wife, naked as a jaybird. Retired Life Ch. 01 "That was so much fun watching you and her. I cannot wait to taste her all over you. Come here big boy. You won the bet, so now you get a big surprise." Fred knew he would not be able to do some things for a few hours, but his tongue and fingers would do just fine. Heidi reached for his hand and guided him to their bedroom. "What Heidi wants, Heidi gets" he mused as they fell into bed together. The next morning, Fred saw Karen out near the back of her van trying to figure out how to lift the lawn mower into the back. He came out of the house and walked across the street. "Good morning Karen. Sorry to leave you without saying goodbye, but you were pretty contented and sleeping soundly." "That's fine, when can we do that again?" "Well I have an agreement with my wife, Heidi, that I am free to play, up to a point." "A point?" "Well not everyday, more like once or twice a week she is OK with it, provided she either gets to hear about everything we do or gets to watch." "So you told her what we did?" "Nope, she watched everything, through a set of binoculars looking at the mirror on your dresser, which gives an excellent view of your bed. I must admit we have enjoyed you and your husband playing over the last three years from time to time, when your bedroom drapes are open a bit. Yesterday she watched us and it put her over the top." Karen's face turned almost as red as her hair, but she quickly recovered. "I guess it is only fair, I have been watching you cutting grass and working on your garden for some time, and playing with myself." "I guess we are two Watchers, like the old Highlander television show." "Never heard of that show." "Never mind, I'm just glad we have mutual refined activities that both of us enjoy. Let me help you get your lawn mower into the back of the van. In four or five days, I will be back to cut your grass, and your establishment can provide appropriate payment." Karen laughed, and looked forward to that. (A few days later) Like clockwork, Karen played with Fred after he cut her grass. They usually ended their sessions with a brief nap in bed together, and sometimes played into the night. This went on for the next three weeks. (Back to the beginning of our story) Have woken to her husband's headlights shining into the bedroom, she opened her robe as Jon came through the front door and closed it behind him. Karen immediately went down to her knees in front of him, and unzipped his fly. Jon was caught a little bit by surprise, and hoped Karen did not notice the smell on his member that the flight attendant had left over the Pacific Ocean. Karen did notice the smell and taste, but wanted to keep Jon occupied long enough for Fred to slip out the back. She loved Jon and her mouth and tongue were working very hard to welcome him back to the states. Maybe he won't have to travel back anytime soon. Karen heard the sliding door slowly close, but continued her assault on her husband. Across the street, Heidi laughed as she saw her husband push the lawn mower across the street. He had his tennis shoes sitting on top of the motor, not having any time to put them on. Heidi had been watching the late afternoon and evening activities, and had almost gone to bed figuring her husband wanted to sleep over and have Karen as breakfast in bed. She was a little alarmed when the car pulled in, but recognized it as Karen's husband's. She wondered if they would react in time, and thought about coming out the front door and calling Jon for some reason to delay and distract him. But she was not wearing anything, so she just watched. When Jon opened the door, she thought she saw Karen standing there with her robe open. "It has probably been a few years since you had to crawl out a window in the middle of the night so that the husband did not catch you," she laughed. "Just my fast action, stealthy ways to avoid unneeded bloodshed. Karen reacted very fast and met her husband at the door, and dropped immediately to her knees and gave him a blowjob. I watched for a few minutes: then slipped out the back." "Well it looks like it will be just you and me for the next week until Jon takes off for China again." "That's fine, the love of my life. But sooner or later, we have got to get you between Karen's legs." TO BE CONTINUED Retired Life Ch. 02 Karen felt someone tapping her on the shoulder. She had been fast asleep, and really did not want to wake up. It had been a great three months of fun with both of the Taylors, especially with Jon being away working in China during most of that time. She heard a whisper, "Karen, who is that lying in our bed next to you?" Karen's eyes opened to see her husband Jon standing over her. Next to her lay Heidi fast asleep. (About two months ago) This time, Jon stayed home for about two weeks before he had to fly back to China. He went to the Sears service center and picked up the lawn mower, something that Karen had never found time to do. They had repaired it and it worked just fine. Meanwhile, the Taylors kept to themselves, figuring Karen would let them know if she wanted some action from Fred. From what they could see from their home, Karen and Jon spent most of his visit in bed, which Heidi and Fred thoroughly enjoyed watching. (Two weeks later) Heidi stood at her living room window, behind the curtains, watching Jon and Karen say their good-bys. Heidi had experienced the same thing dozens of time when Fred left for deployments around the world. Maybe this would be the opening she could use to get with Karen. Heidi would have to talk with Fred about this tonight when he called. Fred went to Washington two days ago to a good friend's change of command ceremony and getting promoted to be a three star general. Fred was supposed to come back tomorrow, but last night, he found another classmate had a sudden heart attack and died. Fred was going to leave DC tomorrow morning and travel up to the Boston area for the funeral and wake, and would be gone for three more days. Heidi would have traveled to Massachusetts, as Fred and she had been stationed with the classmate and his ex-wife back in the late 1980's. Heidi liked the ex-wife, but tolerated the classmate only because he was Fred's friend. She also knew that several of Fred's other classmates would likely attend, this being the rowdy and drink heavy crowd that she did not always like to be a part of. Let Fred have a good time in a bad situation, she will just stay home. Heidi looked out the window, and Jon's car was gone. Karen was sitting on her steps, and looked like she might be crying. As Fred would say, time to make something happen, as opportunities like this might not happen again. (A flashback to the late 1980's) Heidi was German-born, in her early forties, naturally blonde hair, blue eyes, a small buxom (34c), stood five foot four and was only ten pounds heavier than when she met Fred at a base in Germany twenty one years ago. She had gone to work at the NATO headquarters in Stuttgart after finishing high school, and with her being fluent in French, English and Italian she worked with many of the senior and mid-grade officers there. There, she discovered that she was attracted to many of the older men, and something that a shy German student never knew -- she attracted them like flies to honey. Heidi started working there, and quickly started receiving invitations to dinner and shows. Most of the time, she double dated with another woman in the office, and this allowed her to maintain her reputation. She enjoyed the attention, especially from the more senior officers, but most of them had been divorced at least once, and a few were on unaccompanied tours (their spouse and family were in the states). Heidi was most discrete, only going to bed with four of them during the first two years working there. Fred joined the staff as a senior Captain recently selected for promotion to the rank of Major. He was a dashing older man with a quick wit, but extremely respectful of the female military and civilians working at the headquarters. Heidi and Fred had spoken several times and had worked on a couple projects together during the first six months of his assignment there, yet he never had asked her out. She had been at the officer club a couple of times with him sitting at a large table with eight or ten friends, and she had one dance with him during the Oktoberfest party. Heidi had been careful with her relationships, not letting any of them get too serious, as she wanted to pursue a civilian career with NATO, not to become an officer's wife. Captain Taylor and Heidi were working with three other staff members one evening finishing up a presentation that would be made to several ambassadors the next morning by Fred's boss. After finishing the work, Fred and Heidi had decided to unwind at a local German restaurant, while the others went home. It was that evening that they found they had a lot in common, and Heidi began to fall in love with her American soldier. The courtship was quiet, as the chief of staff frowned on internal staff affairs and might reassign one or both parties. It was three months of going steady before Heidi went to bed with Fred. They quickly discovered that they shared a lot of ideas on what would be now called an open marriage. Fred had graduated almost eleven years from college and had been assigned to Korea, in Texas and North Carolina and now in Germany. He had had plenty of time to sow his oats, dating and bedding dozens of women and several couples. He had also observed up close some of the typical military marriages, with separations and husbands and wives cheating on their spouses. He had decided that if he found the right woman, that he and she would agree to be open and honest about this situation, and allow the other to be free to explore and have fun. Heidi had also observed the behavior of cheating husbands and had come to the same conclusion after dating and sleeping with a French Colonel and her husband. The Colonel told her about her open marriage, how her husband and she shared all their activities, and how that caused both of them to be closer and have a more satisfying sex life. Fred put their thoughts to a test when he went back to the states for a family holiday in February, and ran into an old high school girlfriend while home. Fred spent several days in bed with her, and came back to Germany reporting the details to Heidi. Heidi shared her weekend with the French couple. Neither found that they were jealous of each other. And it added quite a bit of spice to their activities. A year after Heidi and Fred had started to date; they got married in her home town outside of Stuttgart. Fred impressed her family by speaking 100% in German, even to his military classmates who attended. Heidi continued to work at the NATO headquarters, though the chief of staff reassigned her to another staff section to avoid her working with Fred. Heidi was able to continue her civilian career over most of the next eighteen years as Fred received subsequent reassignments and greater responsibilities. They moved first to Kansas, where Fred attended the year-long command and staff school, then was assigned to the combat developments command at the post for another three years. This caused him to miss the first gulf war, but the troubles in Yugoslavia caused him to deploy there twice in the 1990s. Meanwhile, Heidi became a US citizen and started to work with several federal agencies. Fred commanded a brigade in 2004-2005 in Mosul, and Heidi volunteered to work at the US Embassy in Bagdad at the same time, becoming fluent in Arabic in the process. Throughout their marriage, Heidi and Fred had continued an open marriage. Often their opportunities had limited their activities to only hearing about their partners, but they sometimes found a willing man, woman or couple which they shared. Almost anything went, though both found that they did not care for the bondage or family crowds. One pattern did occur with Heidi. She found that she was always attracted more to older men, sometimes even quite a bit older than Fred. But with women, she found herself more attracted to women in their twenties than her own age. And when Fred and Heidi had the chance to play with a May-December couple, she was in heaven. (End of flashback) Heidi was wearing a sun dress that showed off her figure and highlighted her blonde hair. She came out the front of her house, and made a beeline across the street to her neighbor's front steps. "Jon off to China again?" Karen looked up at the older woman, wiped a tear from her cheek, and nodded. "Why don't we blow this gin joint, and do what grown women do when the men are gone, and go shopping?" Karen nodded agreement, and went inside and changed. Heidi and Karen went to the mall, and spent the rest of the morning shopping. They found a little English-styled pub in the mall, and shared a sandwich with some dark beer. They then went to a clothing store, and tried on dresses and bathing suits. As each tried on different outfits in the store; the banter and teasing between the two women both excited and made each more comfortable with each other. After going to another store, they left the mall and traveled home. "Thank you Heidi for a lovely day, made me completely forgot about Jon going away for another month in China." "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself. I certainly enjoyed shopping with you." "Would you like to come in and have some ice tea, it's getting hot outside?" "Yes, that would be nice; I have not had the opportunity to actually be inside of your home before." Karen laughed at what Heidi said, knowing that Heidi had spent considerable amount of time peering into her home with her husband's binoculars and watching her play in the bedroom. Karen gave Heidi a tour of her home, with the master bedroom being the last stop. "For our last stop, let me introduce you to a new viewpoint of the master bedroom. You have certainly observed it from the outside through the break in the drapes, looking at my grandmother's dresser and the large mirror on top, and seeing how it gives a lovely view of the king-sized bed. Now let me provide you with an opportunity to see the rest of the bedroom." "Quite a lovely room," as Heidi sat on the bed and looked around. "You just stay seated, and let me get some ice tea," said Karen as she went into the kitchen. She returned within a minute with two glasses of long island ice tea and handed one to Heidi. "Cheers," as Heidi clinked the glasses together. "Just like Fred has described; quite a perfect mix of ingredients." Karen sat down next to Heidi and looked into her eyes. Karen said, "I'm going to take a chance that might kill our budding friendship, but the way you always look at me tells me that you want to kiss me and touch me and make love to me, maybe even more than Fred wants to. Am I wrong?" Heidi moved her head to Karen's lips and began to kiss her. And Karen returned the kiss and began to French kiss her new friend. The women took the rest of the evening making love to each other, and fell asleep until woken by some chirping birds the next morning. Heidi and Karen enjoyed themselves together over the next three days, spending quite a bit of it in Karen's bedroom. Heidi decided to surprise her husband, not mentioning her activities with Karen when Fred called each evening. Fred arrived home from the airport after 10 pm, and carried his luggage into his house. Fred walked around the house, not finding anyone at home. I wonder where Heidi is at; as her car is in the garage. He went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and grabbed a couple of cheese sticks and unwrapped them. Munching on the cheese, he walked into the living room and looked out towards Karen's house across the street. He saw her drapes were partially opened, and a greenish light seem to illuminate Karen's bedroom. Fred looked down and found the binoculars, and put them to his eyes. After adjusting for the dimness, he thought about turning on the low-light function, but the light from the bathroom provided more than enough illumination. Well there's my wife, playing with Karen. Good for her. I'll let them play together, as I'm pretty tired from the funeral and last night's romp with the Bakers. I think I will just go take a shower, go to bed and hope Heidi wakes me up when she comes home. Karen enjoyed the next several weeks, alternating between Heidi and Fred. Both had asked her to join them together, but Karen told each of them that she really enjoyed the attention she got one on one. The Taylors were not disappointed, having no pre-conceived notions, letting things go where they go without any putting boundaries on the affairs. Besides, they got at least double or triple the pleasure out of the encounters with Karen, as one participated, the other was likely watching from the living room window. And afterwards, sharing the experience with their spouse added to the fun. (Back to the beginning) Jon stood there over the bed in silence waiting for a reply from his wife. It was pretty apparent what Karen had been doing with the other woman. It had never occurred to him that Karen was interested in girls. He was a bit shocked, but was a bit relieved that it was not another man. Karen reached to him and pulled his fly down. Jon thought about moving, but let Karen continue. Then Jon remembered what he had done with the flight attendant just six hours before hand. But it was too late, and Karen's eyes told him that she could taste her on him too. Karen's movement on the bed had waked Heidi, who opened her eyes expecting to see only her lover. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness, and she saw the man standing by the bed against the bedroom window. It was not Fred, and when she heard his voice; Heidi realized that Jon had come home early. Heidi lay there and watched as Karen unzipped Jon's pants. "I see that the cat has been playing too," said Karen as she took a breath. "Perhaps you would like to join us?" Jon stood there for a moment, and then started to pull his shirt off. TO BE CONTINUED Retired Life Ch. 03 The phone rang and Karen quickly reached to answer it without thinking about asking her two partners to be quiet. "Hello." "Hi honey, sorry for calling so late, but wanted to let you know I should be getting home around 9 am tomorrow." Karen started to talk, but then Jon said "I can't hear you Karen, it seems there is a lot of noise on this line." "Jon, I'm busy entertaining two guys right now, see you in the morning." (A week earlier) Karen's husband returned from his business trip in China a week early; and surprised her in bed with Heidi. Karen acted quickly, pulling his zipper down and discovered that Jon must have recently fucked another woman, which Karen made him clearly aware of. Karen decided to invite him to a threesome. Jon decided to join the two women in bed. Jon quickly pulled his clothes off. He looked at his lovely young wife and the older woman lay naked next to her. The smell of sex was heavy in the air since he walked in the house. He just figured his wife had been fucking another guy. A gal, and she inviting him after figuring out he had been cheating too, it was every man's dream. He had seen his neighbor several times over the last three years. She looked so soft and curvy in bed, not like he thought an older woman would be. Jon had never slept with any woman older than 30. He was not sure what exactly to do. So he decided to try to get between the two ladies, and lay on his back. The both crawled up him, and he began to kiss each of them in turn, while their hands and fingers began to explore and tease his body. Jon continued to lie there, and Heidi decided to sit on his face, while she motioned Karen to mount him cowgirl style. They then proceeded to fuck his face and cock for the next ten minutes, both cumming to a satisfying climax and Jon not cumming. The Jon moved on top of Heidi and entered her missionary style, and began to stroke in and out of her slowly. This continued on for about another hour, when all three were getting tired. Karen and Heidi then jointly blew Jon and he came all over their faces. After Heidi got dressed and left Karen's home; Jon and Karen lay in bed talking about things. "So how many lovers have you had in our bed since I have been traveling to China?" "And you have the nerve to ask me that after coming home smelling of sex?" "It was a moment of weakness, it only happened once, on the flight home earlier today." "It's only happened once?" "Yes." "Liar, you came home after the last trip smelling the same. I surprised you at the front door and I almost gagged putting it in my mouth, smelling and tasting that woman." "You never said anything. I washed myself off in the airplane's lavatory." "You did not clean up very well, probably only washed part of yourself, her smell was all over your body and the inside of your underwear." "OK, so I have been weak twice in our marriage." "Yea, sure. And pigs fly. How many women have you had since traveling to China?" "I asked you that first. OK, are you ready to tell the truth now?" "Yes; but you first." "I've been with about a dozen women while I've been traveling there. And I got lucky on the last trip, got to join the mile high club. And she happened to tell her good friend -- another flight attendant, who just joined the club on today's flight." "Well congratulation stud, you win a big prize. Perhaps I will pin it on your groin." "I was not bragging, just answering your question factually. OK, now it is your turn to confess." "Have you been with any men?" "I'm not gay, or at least not as gay as you." "What does that mean? Fess up; have you been with any men, or with a couple?" "I've been with two couples." "And he touched you?" "Yes, with both couples." "And you played a little with him?" "Yes, both times." "Any other confessions you want to make? "So about 15 or so persons -- women I mean; l have always been with at least a woman present and participating. Except for the two couples, only been with a woman one on one. Absolutely no one-on-one with any guy." "OK, I think you might be telling the truth. I did not realize you leaned that way." "The secrets between a husband and wife. OK, I have not been truthful yet tonight to you, my love, and so now it is time for me to tell me about my lovers." Jon was quiet, waiting for Karen to speak. "OK, Heidi was only the third person I have shared our bed with." "And the other two?" "Well one is you, stupid." "Oh. Who is the other person? Man or woman?" "Well the other person is Heidi's husband Fred." "Have you been with both of them at the same time?" "No silly, only one-on-one, and Heidi and I just started to play four days ago." "And her husband?" "That started after the lawn mower conked out, a couple months ago. It seemed to be the right thing to do since he was cutting our lawn and using his gas." "So you are only worth about $20 for sex?" "Well you won't find anyone around here willing to cut our grass for less than $40 a pop. Besides, you were gone and I was lonely, and you know how I go for older men." "Are you going to keep playing with our next store neighbors?" "Are you going to continue playing when you are traveling?" Karen looked at Jon, and Jon looked at Karen, for a while. They both realized that when they are apart, that this kind of arrangement made sense. They also agreed that when they were together, they would only play with each other. During the next week during Jon's stay, they spent a great amount of time in the bedroom. And Karen made sure that the drapes were partially open, and at night, that the bathroom light provided enough illumination for the Taylors to watch her and her husband. Jon left to a tearful goodbye, with Karen asking him to wear a rubber if he met anyone he really did not know. Heidi was over in about ten minutes, and Karen explained what went on after she had left the threesome. Heidi began to kiss Karen, and she returned the kisses. During the next week, Karen would play with Heidi and then a couple days later play with Fred, then ended up with Heidi. While they were lying in bed after a long session, Karen asked Heidi if she knew of any handymen that would be available for odd jobs fixing things up around the house. "Is Fred too expensive for your tastes?" "I'm afraid that Fred working around the house would be too big a temptation for me, and he would not get too much done." "Well I could ask Fred to talk to his buddies he plays cards at the senior center. Some of the boys are retired electricians, plumbers and mechanics and probably would love a chance to make some pocket money. That is, assuming that you were planning to pay them in that way." "I guess it just depends upon how good a shape they might be in, and whether or not there is a chemistry between us." "OK, make me a list of things that you need done around the house done, and I will ask Fred to talk to his poker buddies." "Thanks." (A few days later) Karen opened the door to the older man. "Hi, my name is Ray Mann, and Fred Taylor mentioned to me that you needed someone to check out your furnace before winter comes. I'm a retired HVAC technician and can go downstairs and make sure it is in good shape." "Come on it, Mr. Mann. Let me show you where the basement door is." Karen showed Mr. Mann through the kitchen to the entrance to the basement, and the old man went down the stairs after turning on the lights. She heard him whistling as he went down the stairs. She could hear him rustling around downstairs and let him work. After about 15 minutes, she started to go downstairs, but stopped and hollered, "Are you OK? Do you need anything?" "Mrs. Jones, I'm almost done. I replaced your air filter and I'm checking a few things, but it is looking pretty good. Fred said that you make a great brew of ice tea; that would be nice to wet my whistle after I get done." "OK." Karen went back to the kitchen and prepared her now famous long island ice tea. I wonder if Fred told Ray anything else. "Mrs. Jones, would you bring the ice tea down here, I want to show you something." Karen grabbed the glass of tea, and walked down the stairs. As she turned into the room with the furnace, she immediately saw Mr. Mann standing there with no pants or underwear on. Mr. Mann took the glass of ice tea and gulped about half of it down his throat. "That tastes great, and I hope you like what you see Mrs. Jones. I don't really need to be paid for my short amount of work, but if you want to make a small contribution to the fantasies of an old man, one would be greatly appreciated and I promise you a great time." Karen began to take off her clothes. "What would be your favorite fantasy that you wish a young woman like me to fulfill?" "How about you kneeling in front of me, and making my soft dick come alive again." "Sounds like a plan," as Karen got in front of him and licked her licks. After about ten minutes of intense sucking, Ray drained himself deep into Karen's throat. Ray then took Karen by the hand, took her up the steps to her bedroom, and got between her legs. Karen lost count how many times she climaxed. Over the next two weeks, Karen got a number of things repaired, cleaned up, checked and rechecked, while getting a generous oil and lube job in return. Almost every day, one of the guys came over from the senior center. And everyday, that same fellow left with a big smile on his face and Karen had one too. And another man showed up at 10 am the next day. Thinking about the list she gave to Heidi, she realized that there was probably only one thing left to do -- clean out the leaves in the gutters. That would require someone to climb the ladder. Karen heard the doorbell, and opened the front door to two older gentlemen. "Hello Mrs. Jones, we are Greg and Lewis, and we have come over to clean out your gutters. We still drive, and brought over several ladders from the senior center, so we will get to work. It probably will take a few hours to complete, and we won't bother you until we are done." The two men went back to their truck, and go a big ladder out of the back. They carried it to the front of her house. Karen went back into the house to finish the laundry. Around lunch time, Karen stepped outside into the backyard and asked Greg and Lewis if they wanted something to eat. They said that they would rather finish what they were doing, and would love to have some ice tea and a sandwich afterward. Karen went back inside. The doorbell rang, and Karen let Greg and Lewis inside. She asked them to follow her into the kitchen, and then they both asked to use her bathroom to clean up a little. They both went into the bathroom, which Karen thought was rather strange. They returned to the kitchen, and Karen handed them each a glass of their long island ice tea, which they promptly drank down in one gulp. She asked them if they wanted some more, and Greg merely responded "of course" and went to his knees in front of Lewis' crotch. Karen watched as Greg unzipped his friend and reached inside the underwear. Karen had never seen two men play with each other except in videos. Karen found that she was really turned on. She asked them to move to her bedroom, and Karen and the guys got completely undressed. After Lewis had sucked Greg to a climax, which he shared with Karen, he watched Lewis get on top of Greg and enter his asshole. Karen enjoyed anal sex with lots of lubrication, but she had never seen anyone just push it in someone's ass, not even in videos. Karen whispered something in Lewis' ear, and he pulled out and told Greg to turn onto his back. Karen then got up him, and positioned his dick to enter into her cunt. After riding him a few minutes, she stopped to allow Lewis to enter her ass. It hurt a little, but Karen soon became comfortable, and the two began to get into an easy motion, double fucking her. Then the phone rang. Karen quickly reached for the ringing phone, while Greg and Lewis continued moving up and down in the sandwich with her being the middle. Her husband Jon could hear the two men playing with his wife. Jon smiled, relayed to his wife that he would be home tomorrow morning, and then turned to the woman who lay next to him on the bed and tickled her. Karen heard the sound and wished her husband good luck.