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My Neighbor's Wife (M/F+, cheating husband)
by Robert (paydirt1931@aol.com)
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The story of an older man and how he reacts to his
wife's sexual neglect.
***
I'm a 69 year old, married white male. This is a highly
detailed account of my "True life" sexual relationships
with two younger women. The main part deals with how I
seduced a younger, married woman who happened to be my
next-door neighbor. We were eventually exposed. It ended
her marriage, and nearly ended mine.
I've been married for 44 years. I have 5 kids and 11
grandchildren. At age 62, I retired after running my own
business for 30 years. Although I cheated, I've always
loved my wife, and was faithful for 39 years. We enjoyed
a very fulfilling sex life for many years.
However, when my wife hit her mid fifties, she started
losing all of her sexual drive. Although she was still
affectionate with me, sex had become unimportant to her.
Yet, it was the complete opposite for me. I still had a
strong sex drive, so I began thinking of other women.
I've always kept myself in great physical condition.
Family and friends call me a "Health nut."
So although I was in my early sixties, I was in
tremendous physical condition. I still lift weights at
the gym, and can run 10 miles. I still have a muscular
chest and well developed arms. I have a flat stomach,
and my butt is still firm and muscular. People always
say I looked ten years younger. I still got erections,
and was still masturbating. This helped for a while, but
I was quite sexually frustrated. However, it wasn't
until I was 63 that I first cheated on my wife.
I still noticed women giving me looks at the beach, in
the park, or the local mall. Some even openly compliment
me when passing by. Clearly appreciating that despite my
age, I kept myself in such great shape. Yet, it was a
girl that I already knew that finally allowed me cheat.
I met Lisa in a public park where I ran. Lisa was 19 and
going to college. She was a roller blader, and we often
crossed paths. I often caught her quickly looking me
over as we passed. I couldn't help noticing her either.
She was a gorgeous, brown eyed, long silky haired
brunette.
We had already become quite friendly. We always smiled
and greeted each other as we passed. Soon we began to
stop and talk before going on our way. At this point I
was so sexually frustrated that I decided to see if she
was interested in me. I started openly flirting with
her.
She returned my flirtations, and I felt there was a
chance I could get her. She was renting a room from a
family in a converted basement. We ran and played tennis
together a few times and was picking her up and at her
place.
One time after giving me a beer, we started talking. I
asked if she had a serious boyfriend. Lisa said she was
dating several guys, but nothing serious. However, she
didn't stop there.
She then told me that she actually preferred more mature
men. I then half jokingly said, "Well I'm certainly a
mature man." She responded with a smile saying, 'Yes,
and a very sexy one too."
I immediately felt my cock getting hard. I decided to
seize this opportunity. I responded by flatly asking her
if she would ever have sex with me. She replied, "Yes, I
would."
Surprised by her boldness, I just sat there silent. She
then asked, "How about you? Would you want to have sex
with me?"
I simply stood up and pointed to the clearly visible
bulge in my shorts saying, "Does this answer your
question?" She smiled, and said, "Wow! It sure does!"
She then said, "Lets go to my room?"
With that, we got into her bed and made love. Sex with
this girl was like a dream come true. We had sex about 2
times a week for about 5 months. Lisa couldn't get over
just how much stamina I had for a man of my age.
Unfortunately, the novelty of having sex with a much
older man eventually wore off. She was still dating guys
her own age from college, and ended our relationship.
Although I still managed to pester her into having sex a
few times afterwards, she finally ended it for good.
Although being able to satisfy my sexual needs with Lisa
was great, it only left me wanting more. I couldn't stop
thinking about her, and what it was like being with her.
I'd drive by her apartment knowing that just a few
months earlier, I was inside having sex with her.
I had a difficult time accepting that she was no longer
spreading her legs for me. Sex with Lisa was truly a
wonderful experience. She had long, silky hair, which I
just loved to play with and run my hands through. Lisa
was very submissive in bed, letting me dictate the
sexual positions. I loved having sex in her small bed.
My favorite sexual position involved putting her legs up
in a V position. I loved the way her thighs and calves
felt resting against my arms. Lisa said she liked this
position because she liked the way her legs looked in
that position while looking in her standing mirror near
the front of the bed. She would often assume that V
position right at the start. I also loved hearing the
slapping noise or bodies made when having sex.
However, I especially missed having sex in the mornings.
We usually always had sex before Lisa left for classes.
My wife knew I liked running in a park about 15 miles
away. So she took no notice of me taking the car. Lisa
lived about 20 min away, so I usually left around 6:30
am.
Our morning sessions usually lasted about 30 minutes.
This way, she still had time to shower and get ready for
class. Lisa knew I enjoyed sex in the morning, and never
complained. So when Lisa ended our sexual relationship,
I really felt it in the mornings.
Making it even harder, were audiocassette tapes I had of
us. I used to enjoy listening to the sounds of our love
making on days we didn't get together. It was only after
Lisa ended it, that I started thinking about my next-
door neighbor's wife.
I was 63 years old when I first cheated on my wife with
Lisa. About 2 months into my relationship with Lisa, a
new married couple moved in next door. Although I
noticed the very attractive wife, I initially had no
sexual thoughts about her. I was with Lisa, so I simply
wasn't interested.
So for the first few months, I was just a friendly
neighbor. Rick was 40, and Karen was 35. They were
married for 3 years, with no children. Karen had just
come from a job interview when I happened to run into
her at a local supermarket.
She looked sexy, all made up. The skirt portion of her
outfit was cut above the knees, revealing a great pair
of legs and a great ass. I didn't even recognize her at
first, but from that day on I started having sexual
thoughts about her. Yet, she was a married woman.
Why would she even consider having sex with her 64 yr
old next-door neighbor? Yet, I sensed there were several
circumstances working in my favor. Rick was in sales and
marketing, thus he was always going away on business. I
often heard the phrase "Rick is away" from Karen.
My wife was even unwittingly giving me chances to be
with Karen. By getting me to help Karen with some
household job because "Rick, was away." It started
driving me crazy knowing that Karen was often home
alone. I realized that I could use Rick's absences to
get even closer to her. I figured that despite being
married, she might be lonely and thus vulnerable.
So I decided to see what would happen if I tried
flirting with her. So whenever I was alone with her I'd
tell her how good she looked, or how good she always
smelled. She always seemed genuinely flattered, and
thanked me. However, I wasn't just being polite. I used
words like sexy and hot. So why wasn't she telling me to
stop?
I took this as a good sign, so I started looking for
ways to see her more often. I saw that she also liked to
keep in shape, so I offered her the chance to go to a
country club I belonged to. The club was fairly
expensive, with a 2-year waiting list to join.
As a 30-year member, I was able to let Karen and her
girlfriend go as my guests. The club had a restaurant,
bar, golf course, tennis and racket ball courts, a
fitness center, spa, and pool. So Karen and I started
spending time together at the club. I was always
sexually aroused just being with her.
Karen enjoyed using the stationary bike, so I started
using it along with her. We also played tennis together,
and we were going out to lunch. Since we really seemed
to be getting along well, I decided to try seeing her in
less public surroundings. So I called her up one
afternoon just to talk.
I eventually got her to let me come over to her house
when we were not going to the club, and we'd talk over
coffee or a beer. I used this opportunity to make even
more aggressive advances towards her. She had reddish,
brown hair, which she always wore up in a pony tale or
bun when at the club.
When I saw that her hair was now down, I told her I
preferred it that way. I then got bold and stroked her
hair briefly, while telling her it felt good. She
smiled, and thanked me for the compliment. Later as I
was leaving, I decided to try some physical contact.
As she walked me to the door, I placed my hand on the
small of her back. I only left it there for a few
seconds before taking it away. I felt relieved when she
didn't take any offense. So the next time, I again put
my hand on the small of her back as walked towards the
door.
This time however, I didn't take it away so quickly and
even kept it there as we talked briefly at the door
before I left. I was encouraged by this. Not only wasn't
she objecting to my verbal remarks, she wasn't objecting
to physical contact either. Yet, I still wasn't even
close to having sex with her.
However, at that point I was just trying to see how far
I could go. A few days later I saw birthday cards on a
table. I decided to use this to initiate even closer
contact. So I asked if I could hug her. Initially she
was hesitant, and asked why I wanted a hug. I told I
didn't realize it was her birthday, and just wanted to
give a hug to the birthday girl.
She smiled saying "Sure, of course you can." So I
embraced her, even telling her how good she felt. I then
gave her a kiss on her forehead and wished her a happy
birthday.
She smiled again, saying, "Aww, thanks, that's so sweet
of you." Her body felt so good, I couldn't resist asking
for another hug a few days later. When she again asked
why, I just said that I really liked her as a person,
then jokingly added that I always liked to get hugs from
sexy women. I was very nervous asking this, and figured
she would politely refuse.
So I was relieved when she laughed saying, "Sure, since
you put it like that." This time my cock was fully
erect, and I'm sure she must have felt it. So I was
amazed at how long she let me hold her before breaking
it off. I felt asking for a hug three times in a row was
too much, so I didn't ask. So I was quite surprised when
she turned to me as I was leaving saying, "What, no hug
today?
I smiled and quickly took advantage and embraced her.
This time I put both of my hands on her lower back and
pressed her closer to me. My cock quickly started
getting hard. She let me hug her like this for almost 20
seconds before breaking it off. I also gave her a quick
kiss to her forehead before she pulled away. These hugs
were very exciting and important to me. She even started
letting me hug her when I arrived, and again when I
left.
My wife had many activities keeping her busy, and Rick
was at work. So I had plenty of opportunity to go over
and visit. Since Karen wasn't objecting to my hugs, I
made my next move. One day, I started massaging her
shoulders while she was making lunch in the kitchen.
Later, we were talking when the phone rang. I followed
her into the kitchen, and while she was talking on the
phone I put my hand on her lower back and started gently
rubbing it. I was clearly taking a chance, but I still
wanted to see just how far I could go.
The conversation lasted about 5 minutes. As she hung up
the phone, I was worried about her response. However she
just said, "Thanks, that felt nice." So I started
massaging her whenever I was over. My cock was always
hard as I stood behind her massaging her shoulders or
back.
I felt there was no way she couldn't have felt my bulge
against her. Yet not only wasn't she objecting, she kept
saying, "That felt good, or that was nice." So I then
made my boldest move yet.
Usually if I came over before noon, she would be wearing
a light, well-worn, housedress. She usually didn't
notice when some of the buttons along the front became
undone. This allowed me to clearly see her legs, inner
thighs, and even her panties as she walked around the
house. I could even see her breasts if the top buttons
came undone. So while looking directly at the opening of
her dress.
I just came right out and said, "Mmmm, I've always loved
your legs." Clearly embarrassed, she said, "Oh God," and
started closing up.
However, I quickly reached down and stopped her. I then
asked if I could get a better look. Instead of getting
upset, she actually extended her right leg out slightly,
giving me that better look. I ran my hand up and down
her thigh a few times, telling her how smooth and soft
they felt.
After thanking me, I asked her if she would sit down and
cross her legs for me. To this she replied, "What, you
must be joking."
I replied, "No, it's just something I'd really love to
see."
She reluctantly agreed saying, "All right, if it's
really that important to you." She then sat down and
crossed her legs like I asked. I again told her how sexy
her legs were. She laughed, and told me, "Now your just
being silly."
I then put my hand on her thigh just above the knee and
I began rubbing her thigh and calf while again telling
her how nice and smooth her legs were. She let me do
this for nearly 30 sec. However, when I tried to slip my
hand between her crossed thighs, she finally got annoyed
at me.
She immediately grabbed my hand saying, "OK, you've had
your fun for today." She then quickly stood up, and
fully buttoned up the dress. She then asked me to leave,
saying she had to get ready to go out. I was afraid that
I'd finally gone to far. However when I called the next
day, she let me come over as if nothing had happened. So
I felt it was safe to continue pushing the limits with
her.
We were standing in the kitchen talking over coffee. As
usual, I moved close and started gently rubbing her
back. However I then placed my hand directly on her
butt. She was wearing the housedress. It was made of
very thin material, so I could feel her entire butt
cheek in my hand. I started rubbing her butt, and she
just kept on talking. I rubbed her butt for nearly two
min before she finally moved away from me.
When she turned to face me, I thought for sure she was
going to get angry. Yet, she just kept making polite
conversation like nothing had happened. Encouraged, I
then made another aggressive move. As she was washing
our coffee cups in the sink, I stood next to her and
again placed my hand on her butt, and told her how nice
it was.
Then even though she finished washing the cups, She just
stood there and let me squeeze her butt cheeks a few
times before moving away from me. I felt her reactions
that day were very revealing. Everything I had tried
before, could have been conceived as playful flirting.
However, my squeezing her butt was different.
I was getting away with far too much. Yet on the other
hand, she never initiated anything. Still it was obvious
that something was going on here. Why wasn't she telling
me to stop? I felt my earlier observations about Rick
and Karen was correct. Rick worked long hours. So even
when he wasn't away on a sales trip, he was at the
office. I could appreciate this since I too, used to
work 12-hour days while running my own business. I felt
that Karen might not be satisfied with Rick. So I
finally decided to express to her my desire for sex.
We were sitting on the living room sofa talking. She was
wearing low cut shorts. So I reached out and placed my
hand on her thigh and started rubbing it. She didn't
stop me, so I was slowly working my way up her thigh.
She finally stopped me by gently pushing my hand away. I
quickly placed my hand right back and continued rubbing.
Karen then stood up and said she was getting a coffee. I
followed her into the kitchen. As she was making the
coffee, I stood behind her and put both hands on her
hips and pressed myself against her. She let me do this
for about 10 seconds before moving away from me. I then
walked over and without asking, started giving her a
hug. I put both hands on her butt and squeezed her butt
cheeks a few times. She then gently, but firmly pushed
me away.
I quickly put my hands on her sides, telling her how
much I liked her body. She smiled, but again moved away
from me. She then walked back to the living room and sat
down on the sofa. I followed and sat down right next to
her. I quickly put my hand on her upper thigh.
When I tried slipping my hand between her crossed
thighs, she quickly grabbed my hand saying, "Please stop
it."
I told her I couldn't help it, and that I loved touching
her body.
She replied, "Yes I know, but now you're getting too
carried away."
I admitted this to her, and again placed my hand on her
thigh. She got up, and walked back into the kitchen.
When I followed, she really got annoyed and asked why I
was acting this way.
I said, "Oh c'mon, you know I want you. I've been coming
on to you for months."
Karen acknowledged this, but denied ever encouraging my
advances. I told her she always let me get away with far
too much. "You may not have initiated anything, but
you've certainly never stopped me either." I then
blatantly told her she wasn't getting enough sex and
attention from Rick, and welcomed my advances.
These words clearly affected her, because she didn't
respond. I then walked over to her. I put my hands on
her sides and told her I knew she wanted me. She just
silently looked out the window as I told her how good a
lover I was, and that we could be having great sex
together. "You are sexually attracted to me, aren't
you?"
After a few agonizing seconds, she simply nodded yes. I
then kissed her on the lips. She briefly returned the
kiss, but then pushed me away. Karen then said that she
couldn't go any further with this. Although I was
extremely disappointed, our relationship now entered yet
another phase. Although we weren't having sex, she was
now openly letting me touch her.
I was now openly touching her legs and caressing her
thighs. I was even lifting up her skirts to hold and
squeeze her bare butt cheeks. She even let me cup her
breast though her shirts and tops. Although I was
getting sexual thrills touching her like this. Whenever
I tried to initiate sex, she always told me she didn't
want to risk our marriages. I just didn't understand why
she wouldn't go all the way.
The day I finally had sex with Karen began quite
innocently. I was about to go on my early morning run
when I saw Rick in his driveway. I could see Rick
putting things into the back of his truck, so I walked
up the driveway to see if he needed hand. He was going
on a fishing trip. After helping him for a few min, he
invited me in for a quick cup of coffee.
We were inside talking when Karen came down the stairs.
Clearly not expecting to see me, Karen was wearing a low
cut nightshirt. It barely covered her butt, and I could
clearly see most of her breasts. I was privately amused
when she quickly buttoned up, and acted as if she hadn't
seen me in a while. I noticed that Rick didn't seem to
mind me seeing his wife this way.
I decided to attempt another very bold move. Rick went
upstairs to get a few things. While keeping an ear out
for Rick, I quickly placed my hand under her shirt, and
put my hand on her butt cheek. I then I squeezed her
butt and rubbed the back of her legs for about two min.
Just as I thought, she didn't say anything. I stopped
when I heard Rick coming back down. Rick thanked me for
my help, then talked briefly with Karen before leaving.
Rick didn't show any concern about leaving with me alone
with his wife. So he clearly only saw me as a friendly
old man.
However, I clearly noticed some tension between Karen
and Rick left. I looked like Karen was upset at Rick for
going fishing on a day off. Seeing Karen looking so sexy
in this shirt was just too much. So I decided to start
pressing her even more aggressively for sex.
I immediately put my hands on her butt again and told
her how sexy she looked in that shirt. I then pressed
her to me and hugged her. Like always, she let me hug
her. However when I started to unbutton her shirt, she
quickly turned around and walked into the kitchen. She
then asked if I wanted anything to drink, then took out
some bottled water. I quickly approached her and put my
hand between her thighs.
However she quickly moved away from me without saying
anything. I noticed that her hand was shaking slightly
as she took a drink of water. I asked why her hand was
shaking, but she didn't respond. So I approached her and
put my hands on her hips. I then kissed her on the
forehead.
She pushed me away while calmly telling me to please
stop. I could see her hand was still shaking slightly as
she held the bottled water. So I told her she was
shaking because she was excited. So I moved beside her,
and began rubbing her thigh again. She let me do this
for about 20 seconds before again moving away. I went to
approach her yet again, but she quickly put up her hand
and asked me to please stop.
I ignored her, and again put my hands on her hips and
pressed her against me. She quickly pushed me away and
snapped, "Stop crowding me like that."
I said that I was hot for her, and I again moved right
beside her and began caressing her thighs. She still let
me do this for a few seconds, before again moving away.
Yet despite all this, she still stuck to her usual
behavior.
When I didn't immediately approach her again, She
quickly went back to acting as if nothing had happened,
and started talking about something she saw on TV. So I
just started right back in on her. I stood beside her
and slipped my hands between her thighs.
She clearly growing annoyed at this saying, "Please,
lets not start this again." I ignored her protests and
kept rubbing her thighs. I told her I desperately wanted
to have sex with her. I assured that I didn't want to
risk my marriage either, and that I'd keep it between
us.
Then I said that we'd only be having sex, and not
running away with each other. I assured her that sex
with me would be a pleasurable experience. I told her I
knew she wanted me too, and that there was no reason to
fight her natural desires. I realized that talking
wasn't going to get her into bed, so I just took her by
the hand and started walking towards the stairs.
After taking a few steps, Karen said, "Just where do you
think your we're going?"
I simply responded, "I'm taking you upstairs to bed."
Karen responded, "No, I'm not going to do this."
I just ignored her and continued towards the stairs.
Karen took a few more steps before saying, "Didn't you
hear me, I'm not doing this."
I ignored her, and while still holding her hand started
up the stairs. She then pulled her hand away saying,
"I'm not going upstairs with you," I quickly retook her
hand and proceeded back up the stairs.
As we climbed the stairs, she said, "Don't you
understand? I don't want to do this." At the top of the
stairs, she abruptly stopped.
However instead of trying to get away or threaten me,
she just said, "Please, stop acting like this." Yet her
words only encouraged me. If she really didn't want to
have sex, why wasn't she threatening to start screaming
or call the police. Instead she was only putting up a
mild protest.
I didn't drag her up the stairs, kicking and screaming.
I never physically threatened her at all. I then gently,
but firmly put my arm around her waist and walked her
into the bedroom. I then began undoing the buttons on
her nightshirt. Karen responded in a clam tone saying,
"Please, you're not listening to me."
I just ignored her and resumed undoing her shirt. I
opened it up, revealing her bare breasts and panties.
When I did this, Karen did something very interesting.
She let out a long extended exhale, as if she was
blowing on a hot bowl of soup. I took this as a clear
sign of sexual excitement, so I slipped my hand between
her thighs and began rubbing her pussy thru her panties.
I could tell that she was wet, and said to her, "Wow you
must be dripping. Now please, get in the bed."
She refused and pushed my hand away, from her panties. I
again told her to "Get in the bed."
Again she refused. I then said to her, "Listen, I know
you want to, so stop acting like you don't. Let's just
do it once, if you don't like the experience, I'll never
approach you about it ever again. Now, get in bed."
She replied, "Your not going to take no for an answer,
are you?"
"No, I replied, "now get in the bed."
Instead of refusing, she just stood there looking at me.
I then knelt down and started removing her panties. To
my surprise, she actually put her hands on my shoulders
for balance and lifted each leg as I removed them. I
then stood up and looked down at her now completely
naked body. I then reached out and gently squeezed her
clearly erect nipples.
She responded by letting out another deep exhale. She
then watched as I removed my shirt, then my pants. My
cock was fully erect and sticking out underneath my
jockey shorts. I then put my hands on her sides, and
moved her closer to the bed. She then sat down on the
edge of the bed and crossed her legs. So I removed my
shorts, freeing my fully erect and throbbing cock. She
then skirted over towards the head of the bed and lay
completely on her back.
I could hardly believe what was happening. She was naked
on the bed, ready and willing for sex. I was so overcome
with excitement, I just spread her I legs apart and
positioned myself to enter her missionary style.
However, she quickly stopped me, and reminded me that I
wasn't wearing any protection. I was so worried that she
might change her mind if I left to get some condoms,
that I tried assuring her that I would pull out before I
reached orgasm.
Fortunately, Karen said she owned a diaphragm. Fearing
that she still might change her mind, I was very anxious
when she disappeared into the bathroom. Thankfully she
quickly returned, and I watched as she lay down on the
bed and inserted the diaphragm.
Still extremely excited, I didn't even bother with any
foreplay. I simply spread her legs and slid my cock into
her. She responded by wrapping her legs around me, and
we were then in the classic male superior position. I
just humped her in this position until I reached orgasm.
Unfortunately I was so excited, that I finished way too
quickly. Only taking about 3 minutes before I came.
As I collapsed on top of her, I was immediately worried
she'd think I was lousy in bed. So I quickly apologized
to her for my performance, telling her that I was just
too excited. However, I noticed that she was breathing
deeply and her cheeks were flushed.
So she must have enjoyed it. We lay together without
talking for about 5 min. She then got up, grabbed her
nightshirt, and went into the bathroom. When over 5 min
went by and she didn't come back out, I went to see if
she was all right. I found her in a guest room down the
hall.
I noticed that she was silently wiping tears away. I
then sat down next to her and asked if she was OK. I was
very worried about her crying. Visions of her accusing
me of rape, suddenly popped into my head. However I was
relieved when she said, "I've never cheated on Rick
before."
I put my arm around her and assured her that nobody
would find out. I told her it was only sex, and wasn't
anything to be ashamed of. I then told her to be honest
and asked if she enjoyed it. When she said yes, I once
again began pressing her for more sex. I began rubbing
her thighs and I said, "OK then, lets go back to bed."
To my surprise, she simply got up and walked with me
back into her room. I was very pleased when she closed
the door behind us. This showed she knew what she was
doing. This time I performed much better. Engaging in
plenty of foreplay before entering her. I put her legs
up in the same V position Lisa and I enjoyed so much.
Despite having sex for a second time, it was only around
8:00am. So we lay in bed together until 9:00am, then I
finally left.
*
Neither one of us wanted to end our marriages, so we had
to be very discrete. We felt doing it too often in our
own homes was risky. So we mostly met in short-stay
motels in our area. The affair lasted for nearly 5
months. Unfortunately, we were eventually caught. Yet it
was my earlier relationship with Lisa that actually led
to our being discovered.
Unknown to me, my wife had accidentally found those
audiocassette tapes I made with Lisa. These were
obviously upsetting to my wife. So she hired a private
detective agency to find out what was going on. So in
addition to finding out about Lisa, my wife also found
out about Karen.
The agency taped Karen and I meeting up at local motels.
Out of anger towards Karen, my wife told Rick about our
affair. My wife threatened me with divorce, and threw me
out. I got a room in a motel. About two days later, I
received a call from Karen on my cell phone.
Karen said Rick became orally abusive towards her and
also threw her out. She was clearly shaken by this, and
I suggested she come over so we could talk about it. She
agreed, and we spent hours talking. Karen stayed with me
the whole night. However we didn't have sex, we just
laid together in bed talking about what would happen
next.
Were both marriages over? If not, how long would it be
until they took us back? In Karen's case, the answer
came very soon. Rick wanted a divorce. Although my wife
didn't ask for a divorce, she wasn't about to forgive
and forget. However, I quickly realized I didn't even
want to get back with my wife.
After all it was now Karen, and not my wife, with whom I
was having an intimate sexual relationship. Karen was my
lover and I wasn't about to give her up. However, I
didn't have any sexual contact with Karen for the next
two months. Karen was staying with a girlfriend while
waiting to see what Rick would do.
Meanwhile, my wife and I were barely talking. I got
tired living in a motel room and moved into my own
apartment. When Karen told me that Rick had officially
filled for divorce, I asked her to move in with me.
Karen accepted my offer despite her girlfriend's
objections. My wife didn't know that Karen was staying
with me. So when she finally called to talk, I didn't
want to deceive her any longer. So I told her I was now
living with Karen.
To my surprise, my wife didn't get upset. Instead, she
calmly told me that she would wait. She was convinced I
was just going through a stage, and would eventually
returned to my senses. So I now knew exactly were I
stood.
Although I still loved my wife, I now looked upon Karen
as "My" woman. I had worked hard getting her, and I
wasn't going to let her go just yet. So despite my
wife's ultimatum, I had decided I didn't want to spend
the rest of my life in a sexless marriage. Rick was able
to prove Karen's adultery. So she didn't receive any
alimony, and Rick was allowed to live in the house.
So Karen and I settled down together. I made sure that
Karen stayed with me by always giving her good sex. I
always began by manually spreading her legs apart with
my hands. I'd hold her legs apart either by her knees,
calves or ankles. I'd then rub my cock against her
thighs. I'd then slowly rub the head of my cock around
the outside of her vaginal lips before finally inserting
my cock. I'd use long slow stokes, before eventually
shifting to faster, shorter strokes.
The point of holding her legs apart like that was to
make sure Karen knew that she was "getting" it, and that
I was in control. Karen also enjoyed using the Hitachi
magic wand vibrator. So I always made sure to use it on
her. As a result, she ended up saying with me for a lot
longer that she initially planned. After about 10 months
together, our relationship entered yet another phase
when Karen became pregnant.
We had always used protection. However as time went on,
we started having straight, unprotected sex. Karen
trusted my ability to pull out before reaching orgasm.
However, the opportunity to ejaculate inside a woman
without a condom is often too much for a man to resist.
Clearly I was no exception.
Unfortunately her pregnancy was not really a cause for
rejoicing. Although we were together, our relationship
wasn't one big happy romance. Our age difference was a
problem. I might have looked great for a 66-year-old
man, but I'd be 82 by the time our daughter reached 16.
Karen didn't love me, so marriage was never an option.
Karen had always made it clear that she didn't plan to
spend the rest of her life with me. The relationship was
almost entirely based on sex. I was with Karen because
she was giving me sex on an exclusive, regular basis.
Karen was with me because she was living rent-free and
being taken care of. I was also showering her with
expensive gifts.
Although she never asked for anything, I bought her
several heart shaped, diamond or gold earrings,
bracelets and pendants. I even bought her a car. I fully
supported her during the pregnancy, and she eventually
gave birth to a healthy girl.
During her pregnancy, people always thought I was
Karen's father. Yet she never hesitated in telling them
that I was indeed 'the' father.
Immediately after learning she was pregnant, I bought
Karen a $5000 diamond ring. She accepted it, and allowed
me to place it on her ring finger. I enjoyed helping
Karen take care of our daughter. My Oldest daughter, who
despite still being very upset with me, even helped
Karen take care of her "half" sister when needed.
Karen lived with me for over a year after the birth. Yet
despite having a child together, Karen finally decided
to move on with her life. I used my old contacts to help
her find a job. She eventually moved out into a place of
her own. Although I had bonded with my daughter, I
agreed with Karen's desire to raise her as a singe
parent.
When our daughter was 4, Karen got engaged to another
man. They married, and moved to another state. Karen has
since had another child with her new husband. Karen
still calls me, and sends me pictures of our daughter
through the Internet.
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My wife would've had no problems divorcing me. I had
clearly cheated on her, then abandoned my marital
obligations. Conversely, according to the laws in our
state, my wife's sexual abandonment was also grounds for
divorce on my part. Yet she never officially divorced
me.
When Karen moved out, I told my wife that Karen and I
were no longer together. However, I admitted that it was
Karen's decision, not mine. So I continued living on my
own for another year.
During this time, my wife and I gradually got back on
speaking terms. However when our children saw this, they
all advised her not to take me back under any
circumstances. It was then that my wife admitted to
everyone her feelings of sexual inadequacy towards me.
Although she didn't excuse my infidelity, she admitted
to completely shutting herself off sexually to me. She
admitted that I had approached her many times about it,
and that she always refused to discuss it.
My wife eventually took me back. However, my children
still haven't forgiven me, and I'm still trying to get
back into their good graces. In the end, my wife knew
that I still loved her, and that I had always treated
her well. After all, what else was my wife going to do?
Start dating again, Get remarried?
Yet after all this, she still made it clear there would
be no sex between us. However she told me I could still
be with other women. Although most people would probably
be surprised by this, it was really a true sign of her
love for me.
She knew that I had worked hard to keep myself in great
shape. For over 30 years, she enjoyed my body, and took
pride in showing it off to all her friends. Now that she
had finally come to terms with her loss of sexual drive,
she saw no reason why I had to suffer.
So despite now being 69 years old, I still manage to get
much younger women. I've had sex with two other young
women since getting back with my wife. She knows about
them, and true to her word, didn't object.
My wife and I are still affectionate towards each other,
and we are still married.
Well, that's basically what happened.
Thanks
Robert
Please let me know if you enjoyed the story.
paydirt1931@aol.com
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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