Garden Party: Seducing the Neighbor

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Jim stretched and yawned as he woke. He looked over at his wife and wondered if he should try to get his hand between her legs and maybe talk her into some morning sex. At 49 he still got wood in the morning and still wanted sex. However after menopause his wife, Ellen, had lost almost all of her desire for sex. He had tried to talk her into going to a doctor and maybe getting hormone replacements, but she didn't want to. She would, on irregular occasions, have sex with him, but for the most part she wasn't interested. They hadn't done it for a few weeks so Jim looked at his wife and wondered if she would. There's only two of us who will know about it. I won't tell her if you don't." He said as his fingers slipped under the band of her leggings. As he began to turn to leave Pam said, a quaver in her voice, "Would you...aw... would you like a beer?" He knew he wasn't going to get a chance that day to continue with his seduction, so he said, "Well, I'll go. I'll be over tomorrow around midday to mow your lawn."

He called last night. He won't be home for another week and a half." She replied, tipping her beer up and finishing it. She set the empty on the counter, pulled a second from the fridge, opened it, tipped it up and drained a third before she pulled from her lips. Jim stepped around so he was standing at the gate so she could see him as he called, "Hey neighbor." Jim stepped closer and pulled her mouth to his, shoving his tongue between her lips as he kissed her savagely.Jim gulped the last swallow of his beer, stepped close to Pam as he set the empty on the counter. He put a hand on the counter top on each side of her so that she was penned in. Always convey that you're listening. Smile, nod, and occasionally offer commentary like "Uh-huh" or "Yeah." Ask follow up questions as well. Ask for clarification or further details on stories and personal information. He leaned in and said in a low voice, "In light of what you just told me, have you decided what your going to do about your problem?" He began to slowly rub her clit and from time to time slide his finger lower along her wet slit and dip his finger tip into her wet, warm tunnel. She thinks Carl is cheating on her." Ellen said, "She keeps saying how she'd love to have sex but he rarely does it with her. She even told me she might have an affair. I told her that when she gets to menopause she won't want it any more."

I need to get home and get supper going." Jim said as he stood and headed for the door, "Thanks for the beer." he said over his shoulder as he stepped out. As he spoke he slowly pushed his hand deeper into her leggings. He could feel her trembling, hear a soft whimper coming from her, but she didn't try to stop him as he slowly pushed his hand down until his middle finger was touching the top of her slit. As he followed her to the kitchen he thought that the fact she had invited him in even with his comments last time and having the kids down for a nap so they were alone, she might be giving him an opportunity. If he got the chance he decided to test it, really test it. When they got to the kitchen the first thing Jim saw was 5 empty beer bottles sitting in a row. He wondered if she had drank those this morning. Pam pulled two from the fridge, opened both, handed one to Jim and proceeded to down a third of hers before lowering it. They stood staring at each other for a few moments then Jim said, "Well, it's mowed, until next time that is. I guess I'll go home and relax." But...I shouldn't...you're an old man...I'm married...you're married...we shouldn't...I shouldn't let you...Ohhhhhh..." she moaned as Jim's finger slipped between the soft warm lips of her pussy and touched her clit.It's hot out here. I need something to drink. Well I guess I'll go..." He began only to be interrupted by Pam blurting, "Would you...like a...a beer?" Are you going to cum for me? Cum on my fingers? You know you want to. Go on, let go...cum for me baby...cum...for...me..." Jim punctuated the last three words by sliding two fingers into her pussy each time he said a word as he used his thumb to gently rub the hard nub of her clit. He put his other hand behind her head, stroked her hair and whispered, "Admit it, you want this. You want me to do this..."

I can tell you it's true. I don't get it very much any more. If I could find someone who could keep a secret I'd love to get some strange stuff." Jim said.As he watched the woman took a drink from a beer she held. Jim wondered if he should introduce himself and after a moment thought, 'Why the hell not? We're neighbors.' Why not?" Jim asked in a low voice as he leaned forward, put his face close to her hair and breathed in the smell of her. Well don't tell her." Jim whispered, his lips now almost touching her ear, then added, "My you do smell good. And you look so damned scrumptious in those leggings and tank top. They show off your fabulous bits really well." New renters.' He thought to himself, 'I hope the hell they are less obnoxious then the last bunch.'