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Scott's Women - 3
by Aquarius (no address provided)

***

I've had my share of girls – young girls to be exact, 
and those I'd have done anything for. Lisa was the 
first married woman after I'd retired from the Army – 
and she wasn't to be my last. (MF, wife-cheat, rom)

***

PART 3: Lisa – A Married Woman

***

I

Shortly after graduating from the tech school with my 
bachelor's in computer sciences I decided to buy a 
house with my savings. In the meantime I was starting 
my Master's courses in computer sciences. I bought my 
car with cash – actually – a counter check from my 
bank – I still had a healthy account for a healthy 
down payment on the house that I finally bought. I 
went through the drill with VA and a mortgage company 
and all those people before I even got down to 
business with the buying. 

At the same time I had my interviews with the HR 
department at Lutheran Avionics and Aerospace which 
was just before moving into the house, when I was 
hired on at Lutheran. Yea!

By the second weekend I began to get around the area 
and found the supermarket and other close by stores. 
It was here that I noticed one of the neighbour women; 
a beauty. I'd seen her walking past the house a couple 
times a day. I knew she was married, her husband and I 
left for work most times about the same time, but not 
the name. Then fate struck in an unusual way.

We met at the supermarket. If you really want to know 
the details: we met at the meat section with a bang. 
From what I recall we were pushing our carts along 
from opposite directions not paying attention just 
checking out beef, poultry, pork, etcetera when we 
collided. We looked up at each other with surprise: 
Oops. My gaze took in her lithe young figure in a 
quick glance: short brown hair, brown eyes, slender at 
the waist, nice small breasts.

"Um, hi neighbour," I said with a smile.

"Hi." She seemed a bit flustered trying to steer her 
cart around mine.

I struck up a quick conversation with her introducing 
myself, she said: "Lisa Carman."

I suppose it would have ended there but the next time 
I met Lisa she was out walking and I was working on 
the yard. She stopped. "Hi, neighbor," she said with a 
pretty smile.

I looked around then saw her standing by the fence 
watching me. Then I took in her beautiful young figure 
in a quick glance. That day she was wearing a button 
down pull over and shorts and those god-awful rubber 
shoes. However, my gaze travelled back up to her eyes 
which seemed to beckon to me to talk to her.

Soon we were sitting on the lawn talking. 

The next couple mornings she would stop by as I worked 
in the yard and we'd sit on the lawn to talk. She was 
lonely. Seems her husband travelled a lot for some 
company doing contract maintenance work. 

At the time I had no designs on her. After all she was 
married, and even though I was still "eligible 
bachelor" I was content to leave things the way they 
were. And I was not starved for female companions by 
any stretch of the imagination.

Finally one morning near the weekend and her husband 
Phil was still on the road, Lisa came over to the 
house as I was working on getting myself on-line with 
Lutheran's site and get something accomplished. I had 
my study room window open. The front door closed, 
hopefully to ward off the door to door types when 
there was the: ding-dong of the doorbell. Ah, give me 
a break!

Ding-dong a second time. I went to the door expecting 
to see some Bible thumper or vacuum sales person. I 
jerked the door open: Lisa was standing there all 
smiles which instantly changed to a pretty pout. 

"Oh, Lisa."

"Hi, Scott. Got a problem."

My eyes fastened on the dress she was wearing: a short 
beige zip down the front sleeveless mini-dress with 
cork sole wedge high heels.

"Um, sure. What is it?"

"Car won't start."

That was original. "Um, come on in a minute. I have to 
sign off what I'm working on."

I signed off the site I was on and went over to Lisa's 
place. The first thing I did was lift the hood – 
naturally and my gaze of the engine went to the 
battery which looked worse than mine after a good off-
road trip: the battery negative cable was shot- gone-
good-bye.

"Two things wrong with this picture, Lisa. Battery and 
battery negative cable; both shot... voltage 
regulator, I don't know about. That's just starting."

"Oh. I need new ones?" she asked in an innocent voice.

If I didn't know better, I'd swear this was all a put-
on.

"Yeah." I slammed the hood shut. "You need at least 
those two things to even try to get the car started." 
I nodded across the street to my truck. "Come on. The 
car parts stores should be open by now."

She got her purse out of the car and we walked back to 
get my truck, I helped her in. A nice amount of long 
slender leg showed as she got in. She acted as if it 
were natural that I should check out those fine 
looking legs of hers.

I got in and drove over to the car parts store. It was 
the one I did most business at the last few years. 

I got George the clerk and sometimes mechanic; he 
fixed us up with what I needed. I could see him 
glancing toward Lisa as he entered the information 
into his data base. I know he liked what he saw. 
 
Lisa gave him a coy smile, I picked up the battery, 
she took the cable and we headed out to the truck.

"Ladies man, huh?" she remarked as I put the battery 
in the truck.

"Likes to think so. Divorced twice and had two girl 
friends in between."

"Doesn't know when to quit when he's ahead, huh?"

As I helped her into the truck, again she allowed a 
generous amount of her legs to show. Okay, I am not 
much better but my excuse has been: except for my late 
wife, I never met a girl, except Jackie I was 
compatible with.

I kept a poker face as I closed the door and walked 
back around to the other side of the truck. I know she 
was a bit frustrated that she did not get the rise out 
of me she expected. Sorry, sweet heart. But you're 
married and I ain't getting' into no trouble for 
touching someone else's woman. 

It should have ended there but it didn't.

I fixed her car, she gave me a nice wink and she had 
to be off to where ever. I didn't see her for a couple 
days. Although her car was in and out of their 
driveway I suppose she was busy with whatever. I was 
too busy myself with my work to give her much thought 
except she was a fine looking woman. 
 
The week seemed to drag until I noticed Phil was in 
and out a couple times and by Friday he was gone. 
Early Friday morning I was outside cleaning up the 
yard before it got too warm when Lisa stepped out her 
front door and waved to me. 

Lisa crossed the street to my yard dressed in a mini 
skirt and low cut T-shirt, sans bra and sandals.

"Hi neighbor," she said with a cheerful voice leaning 
against the fence.

I leaned on the rake. Even though I was standing a 
couple feet from the fence, I was still able to look 
down the front of her T-shirt at her nice full firm 
breasts. For a few seconds I had a nice view of Lisa's 
breasts then she straightened up.

"Got a favor to ask."

"And?" I asked cautiously.

"The fence in the back yard..."

Why not? Easy. I could see the outcome on this one. So 
like the sucker I was, I took the bait. Within a short 
time I had tools and other equipment carried over to 
Lisa's yard. Sure enough, she had the boards, wood 
screws, and other equipment needed to fix her fence.

Something told me I should have looked before leaping. 
Lisa had the gate by the garage open as I crossed the 
street. I walked in to her back yard to see, yup the 
fence did need some work but it was better than mine. 
I looked it over, pointed out what was needed to be 
done and started pulling the old boards off. She had 
the new boards which her husband, Phil had bought but 
never had the time to do himself. 
 
Lisa sat on the lawn close by as I worked asking me 
questions; I was answering her in monosyllables trying 
not to get engrossed in what she was talking about. 
Several times as I picked up the new boards to put on 
the fence I was able to glance at her seeing a bit of 
dark colored panty between her open legs.

I suddenly had the idea what she wanted, my problem 
was: Should I? But I did it anyway: I began taking the 
old boards off, replaced it with a new one, screwing 
the new ones in place, the drill a euphemism of what I 
suddenly would have liked to do to her. 

I was half through with the fence when I sat down 
beside Lisa. 
 
"Thank you." She leaned over to kiss me; not on, 
forehead – no, full on the lips. 

I was taken by surprise until she did it a second time 
and with more feeling. My mind and hormones went in to 
over-drive. I leaned toward Lisa to give her a kiss. 
It wasn't a chase kiss; it was just as passionate as 
hers. 

I placed my free hand on her shoulder to push her back 
on to the grass. I held my mouth to hers as I laid her 
back. She looked up at me surprised by the bold move 
which soon changed to a knowing smile. 

"Be gentle, Scott," she said softly as I pinned her to 
the ground. "It's been a while..."

Why that remark did not surprise me, I don't know. 

I looked her up and down a minute savoring the look of 
her T-shirt that seemed to show more of her than it 
was designed to; the skirt had ridden up to her waist 
showing off the dark satin bikini panty nicely. I had 
a nice hard on and I wanted to do something and do it 
bad.

I slid my hand along her side to her waist as I lay 
down beside Lisa kissing her, my hand rested on its 
goal: her waist and hips. I began pulling the skirt up 
as I caressed her hip. Out of the corner of my eye I 
could just make out the dark satin panty. My cock was 
hard and rigid as I caressed her hip drawing the skirt 
up nearly to her waist. 
 
Lisa lay on her back looking up at me expecting to be 
laid right there in her back yard. With each breath 
her breasts lifted the thin T-shirt, the nipples 
tenting the material. Her eyes showed she liked what I 
was doing and what I saw as I gazed down on her. 

I lifted my lips from hers, I said softly: "This is 
what you want isn't it?"

Lisa nodded her head ever so slightly. "Yes."

But she pushed me back from her before I could make 
another move. "Not out here," she said in a soft tone. 
"Inside – okay?"

Lisa broke the kiss to stand and lead me to the house 
and the back door. Once inside and the door closed, 
locks in place she turned, her back to the door frame, 
she pulled me to her. I willingly obliged putting my 
hands about her waist as she pulled me hard to her, my 
hips pressing against hers. We began moving together 
as I slipped my hand up her sides to those beautiful 
breasts taking the nipple between thumb and 
forefinger, squeezing and rubbing it until she moaned 
with the pleasure she was getting from me massaging my 
cock against her pussy that was probably seeping her 
love juices by now. 

She planted her tongue in my mouth drawing it back 
across the roof of my mouth sending a tingling feeling 
through me. She reached down between us to give my 
hard-on a gentle squeeze: "Mmmm, yeah. Like that, 
don't you?"

"Yeah," I replied between kisses and her hand on my 
hard cock.

She pushed me back taking my hand leading me toward 
the living room and the sofa. 

It didn't take any imagination from there what Lisa 
wanted. Once on the sofa she sat on my lap we kissed 
as I slid my free hand along her leg lifting the 
little skirt to her waist. We kissed as I sought to 
get my hand between her legs and feel her lace covered 
pussy that was now moist with her feminine juices. 

Lisa spread her legs as I caressed and fondled her 
through the panty feeling the nub of her clit that 
stood just as erect as my cock. I moved my hand to the 
thin waist band of her panty and slipped it inside; 
Lisa moaned with the feeling of my hand on her bare 
waist. I slipped down to her pussy and the nub of 
flesh, her clit. She moaned in to my mouth as I 
caressed her clit, gently feeling the rigid flesh and 
the moistness of her pussy. With care I forced a 
finger into her pussy savoring the tightness, she 
moaned again as I thrust it in deeper.

"Oooh, Scott yeah," she moaned softly as I began 
working the finger in and out of her, thrusting deep 
then shallow, then deep again, caressing her clit with 
my thumb until she began moving her hips on my lap in 
rhythm to my fingering her. "Aaaah, yes..." then Lisa 
drew in a deep breath moaning again, her hips 
stopping, her pussy gripping my finger: she threw her 
head back as she came with a cry of pain.

I finally gave in to my feelings to lay her back on 
the sofa. I pushed the little skirt up to her waist. 
Lisa smiled through her tears as she breathed hard. I 
glanced down as I grasped the little black panty to 
pull it down from her waist and along her legs tossing 
it aside. She willingly let me spread her legs as I 
unfastened my pants. Pushing them down my hard thick 
male bull sprung out from its confinement.

Lisa gasped as she looked at the engorged member 
thrusting out at her. I eased toward her then the head 
of my cock touched her libido and clit drawing another 
gasp from her as I eased forward forcing my cock in to 
her: she was nice and tight as I drove myself into 
her. Lisa moaned biting her lower lip as I took 
possession of her that morning. I began moving in and 
out of her with ease, her juices lubricating her pussy 
as I thrust deep in to her with each stroke until with 
a grunt I released my load of thick male juices, 
filling her.	

I lay a top her for a minute regaining my breath, my 
hard cock still in her. 

Lisa looked up at me a moment then smiled. "I like the 
feel of you still inside me like this."

That started our year on and off affair when her 
husband was gone on the road. There was nothing beyond 
our enjoying pure unadulterated sex, usually on the 
weekends, Friday nights one of us would slip over to 
the other's house which would end up in bed after a 
few minutes. 

One week while her husband was home but he'd be 
leaving on a Thursday returning on a Tuesday, Lisa 
called me:

"Scott, we need to get away from here for a while," 
she said softly in to the telephone.

"Nosey neighbors."

"Especially Doris next door."

I thought a minute. "When does Phil go on the road 
again?"

"Wednesday. Why?"

Shit. I wouldn't be able to break free until possibly 
Thursday afternoon or Friday.

"Thursday late afternoon?"

"I can wait."

"I know a place we can go and no one cares."

"Great."


II

We met Thursday afternoon at a truck stop south of 
here. We had a bit to eat at the restaurant then she 
moved a couple small bags to my car. She had on a nice 
short dress that zipped down the front, heels and 
silver jewelry. For my taste she was good looking. To 
say the least I wanted to lay her there, but I managed 
to control my hormones. 

Lisa slid in to the car in such a way she showed some 
nice leg and her stockings and garter. She looked up 
at me with a demure expression as I held the door for 
her. 
 
"Thank you," she said with a sexy come on tone as she 
settled herself on the seat.

When I pulled on to the interstate I laid my hand on 
her leg, casually sliding it up to her pussy. She 
opened her legs enough giving me easy access to her 
moist pussy. I slid my fingers along her pussy and 
touching her clit as she breathed heavy, tears welling 
up in her eyes as she began moving her hips, pressing 
herself against my fingers. I backed off making her 
whimper until I massaged her pussy a little more.
 
She was ready for me when we reached the resort.

An hour later we arrived at a mountain resort which I 
had made reservations at on Monday afternoon. On the 
way down we talked about everything but my work, her 
marriage – which I already had the impression she was 
bored with, and politics. Seems she wanted to be more 
than the stay at home type so she had been doing part 
time temp work which was getting her nowhere. I let 
the whole thing drop there. 
 
I opted for one of several cabins on the shore of the 
mountain lake which was a nice broad expanse of water 
and gave us plenty of privacy. I signed us in, got the 
key and cabin number and soon we were in our little 
sex world. 

We were inside, bag and baggage, I took her and turned 
her to face me kissing her long and hard. I casually 
took the zipper slowly unzipping the dress to her 
waist. The dress opened revealing a sheer black lace 
bra. I knew if the bra was black then the panty was 
sheer black.

I steered her across the room to the sofa laying her 
down, I gathered the dress up to her hips to take a 
quick look at the nice little black lace panty and 
garter. I had my shirt off and pants undone and down 
and before she knew it. My cock was in her I was 
thrusting in and out of that nice little pussy 
bringing her to a good orgasm within seconds; she was 
nicely worked up and ready to come when I laid her of 
the sofa.


III

Following a late breakfast we were in swim suits – 
actually, she was in a white bikini which I wish she 
had shown me sooner. It left just enough to the 
imagination to be considered dangerous. 

She stepped out of the bedroom wearing a linen wrap 
over it. She opened it revealing the bikini. I had an 
instant hard on. 

I whistled: "Whoa!"

"Like?" she asked turning to show it off to me then 
put the wrap back on.

"Think we'll make to the beach?" 

She smiled as she started for the door. "Oh let's see 
what happens."

We followed the path down to the shore where other 
couples were setting up for the day. We spread out the 
blanket and other things. I walked down to the beach 
where a few brave souls had already jumped in to the 
water. I tested the water.

"How is it?" she asked stepping in to the water. 
"Cold."

"Mountain lakes usually are," I replied making a noise 
that it was cold.

She tested the water and decided the shore line was 
more to her liking. I agreed.

We lay in the sun watching the others splash around in 
the water. I began looking around at the other girls 
in their bikinis – nice eye pooping eye candy. I was 
quickly jarred out of my reverie by a poke in the 
ribs.

"Down, boy."

I glanced over at her a moment. "You're looking around 
too."

"Girl's prerogative." She looked at a guy and girl 
walking past us to the lake.

"Not bad," I said softly.

"Not bad," she said with a grin.

Lisa smiled up at me. She was lying on her back, the 
bikini just barely covering all the essential areas. 
Her nice hard nipples were tenting the fabric of the 
top in an enticing way I wanted to tweak them, kiss 
them, suck on each one until she moaned and was close 
to orgasm then take her. However, out here was the 
height of foolishness.

"Getting ideas?" I asked touching her out stretched 
hand.

She just made a sound and smiled.

Nevertheless, I could not help but gaze at her breasts 
then slowly moved my eyes down to her thin waist and 
then the tender V between her legs. The material of 
her panty was stretched tightly over her pussy. I 
began having thoughts about her again.

Lisa stretched her arms above her head in 
submissiveness, the nipples showed as two small 
dimples, her breasts nice little mounds, the panty 
stretched over her pussy. I drew in a breath as we lay 
back for a while longer since we had just gotten out 
there. We continued to check out the scenery around 
us. 

It was noon before we decided we had enough and headed 
back to the cabin. When we got inside Lisa headed in 
to the bed room. I followed and there she was 
stretched out on the bed just the way she was outside. 
Hands above her head, the bra showing her breasts and 
the cute little nubs of her nipples, the panty 
stretched over her pussy. I walked over to her sitting 
on the edge of the bed staring down at her for a 
moment.

"Like what you see?" she asked.

I nodded. "Yes."

I leaned down to kiss her sliding my left hand over 
her breast and the hard nipple that shown under the 
little triangle of cloth. I drew my hand down her side 
to her waist and hips and over her thighs. She moved 
around like a cat stretching itself. Moving my hand 
back up I pulled the little bra aside to kiss and lick 
her hard nipples; she sighed as I kissed her breasts. 
Slipping my hands under the waist band of the panty I 
slid my fingers over her erect clit bringing another 
moan of delight from her.

"Take me, Scott. I'm yours," she said softly, her 
breath coming in hard rasps.

I needed no more invitation as I pulled the panty down 
to slip my finger in her wet pussy, my thumb playing 
with her clit. Within moments of entering her she 
exploded in a surge of her feminine juices. She moaned 
in delight. "Yes, yes, don't stop, Scott, please ..."

I pulled my hand out, slid my swim suit down as she 
spread her legs for me. My thick hard cock jutted out 
at her aiming toward her prize. Within seconds I was 
sliding into her nice wet pussy. Lisa moaned as I went 
deep in to her. I pulled back then slid back in as 
slowly as I could. Lisa was so aroused before long 
another orgasm exploded from her, she cried out with 
the relief as I continued to fuck her until finally we 
came together.


IV

Two weeks after our weekend at the resort I was 
sitting in my den late one night surfing the net, 
thinking about Lisa and wondering if she was free. It 
was late summer; the back door was open letting in the 
cool air when the screen slid open. I heard the 
scrapping sound as it opened then closed. I started to 
get up as I heard the padding sound of someone 
approaching.

A light brown head poked around the corner then Lisa 
stepped in to the open den door. "Surprise." She said, 
striking a sensuous pose, hand on hip, the other 
against the door frame.

The robe she was wearing fell open revealing a sheer 
black nylon baby doll nightie and little string bikini 
and sandal heels. I was getting an instant hard on. 

"I thought Phil was home," I said as she stepped in to 
the den to sit on my lap.

"He is. Out like a light in front of the TV. Good for 
a couple hours."

She kissed me sliding her tongue in to my mouth. I 
darn near laid her on the floor, ripped the bikini off 
her and fucked her right there. She would have enjoyed 
it to say the least. More than what her husband does 
to her.

I began to see what Lisa's problem was: her husband 
would be home for a couple days, maybe more but he'd 
spend most of the time sleeping or at the shop and if 
they spent any time together – in bed or a romantic 
getaway was rare. 


V

I guess somewhere Lisa saw me as the "perfect" 
companion. Against my better judgment and will, she 
dragged me along shopping. What was I going to do? Say 
no?

Guys get dragged along on these female forays into 
every lady's shop in a mall just to carry the bags and 
boxes. Count the number of men's shops verses women's 
shops in a typical mall, there are at least a two to 
three ratio of women's shops to men's – I know I think 
I visited every one there is in the local mall.

Lisa and I sat down in the mall food court area eating 
our steak sandwiches which struck me as not bad – 
without a large glass of beer. She looked at me over 
the top of her sandwich,

"What's the matter?" she asked with a laugh.

I was still holding on to my steak sandwich: "You know 
you're the first woman, in a long time to get me in to 
the mall like this?"

"Then I should be proud."

I laughed as I took the last bite of sandwich. "That's 
an accomplishment. We should do this more often."

I should have seen that one coming.

After we ate she led me back along the main promenade 
to an exclusive women's lingerie shop. I nearly 
stopped when I saw the name of the shop. She stood in 
the door, wagged her little finger at me. Two sales 
girls standing near the cash register smiled. They'd 
seen it all before. I must have turned red as a stop 
light as I walked in the store, looked around feeling 
myself getting a nice hard on looking over the 
displays of panties, bras, baby dolls, whatever. 

She said to the girls indicating me: "Nervous-norvous 
there."

Lisa was enjoying herself as she casually looked over 
the intimate displays. I stood near the entrance until 
she again motioned for me to look at some panty and 
bra sets.

"Like?" she asked.

Sheer silk which once she was undressed left little to 
the fertile imagination. What was I going to say? No? 
I'd have been nuts.

Needless to say I had a helluva hard-on and my hands 
were sweaty as I stood nearby trying not to look 
around at all the displays and Lisa modeling for me. I 
was a mental wreck by the time we left the shop.

The girls watched with amusement until Lisa picked out 
a couple panty and bra sets and a baby doll and a 
couple other things. I darn near chocked later as 
everything was rung up.

We gathered up our bags – more hers than mine and 
headed to the parking lot. We got in the car, as I 
started it, she said in a soft sensuous tone: "You 
don't have any work this weekend, let's go someplace 
where we can be alone."

The lady was about as turned on as I was. 

I leaned over to kiss her. "Your choice."

"North."

The only thing we had was what we bought. I figured: 
"Oh well."

An hour later I pulled off the interstate at an exit 
that led to a Microtel motel, signed us in, paid for 
the room for the night and we were sequestered in our 
love nest.

Sometime later that month I was working late on a 
Friday noon the back door slid open and rapid 
footsteps carried the person in to the study. I looked 
up. Lisa stood at the door with tears in her eyes.

"Phil is being transferred," she said tears streaming 
down her face.

END

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