wickedpen
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Being retired with a second husband and three daughters and four grandchildren should be enough some might think. But once I hit seventy I began to look at things a little differently. My husband works out but he is seventy four. We have been together a long time and nothing is as exciting as it once was. Nothing can be translated as sex.
My daughters are all married. How happily depends on the day and the daughter. Their husbands range from sloth like pig to gorgeous stud of a man. This is about the gorgeous one, although the other two have their place too.
John is twenty years my junior. He is successful and good looking. His is fit and has always paid extra attention to me while awaiting nothing in return. They live a few miles away and I see them fairly often. He works from him and Melanie, his wife, works out of the house leaving my imagination to run wild on work days.
When their daughter was younger I was over a lot. I would babysit while he worked and sometimes fantasize of joining him in his office as she napped. Now that she is in middle school I am not over there so much. I think of him alone in that house with that delicious body going to waste.
I invite them as much as possible to come over to dinner or use our pool. He comes and I get an eye full as he plays with his daughter or just lays on the float tanning. His abs rippled and I can only imagine from the bulge in his wet shorts what he has down there.
“Am I terrible?” I often ask myself. I know he loves my daughter but I also know she is not the most sexually active person in the world. He on the other hand strikes me as being a bit more adventurous.
When you get to my age you can see the finish line and you see so many crawl across it wishing they had enjoyed themselves more or filled with regrets. I don’t want to be them. I want to feel alive as long as I can. I want to know what a fifty year old is like, especially a son in law who has given me so much and yet has more to give and unless I read it wrong, will give it willingly.
It is why I have decided to test the waters, so to speak. Will he be able to separate sex from love? I am fairly confident of this. Will he reject me and tell my daughter? I am fairly confident he will not reject me, and I know he won’t tell my daughter no matter what happens.
My husband works most days leaving me plenty of time to kill. I work out and take care of myself. I am dresses in linen pants and a silk blouse. M makeup and jewelry done as I look into he full length mirror in my bedroom.
“Are you really going for it Fran?” I ask myself in the mirror.
“What do you have to lose? He isn’t going to reject you. He is going to make your dreams come true, and you his” the mirror responds. I grab my car keys and walk out the door.
*** Looking for John (who has wanted his mother in law for 30 years) PM me ***
My daughters are all married. How happily depends on the day and the daughter. Their husbands range from sloth like pig to gorgeous stud of a man. This is about the gorgeous one, although the other two have their place too.
John is twenty years my junior. He is successful and good looking. His is fit and has always paid extra attention to me while awaiting nothing in return. They live a few miles away and I see them fairly often. He works from him and Melanie, his wife, works out of the house leaving my imagination to run wild on work days.
When their daughter was younger I was over a lot. I would babysit while he worked and sometimes fantasize of joining him in his office as she napped. Now that she is in middle school I am not over there so much. I think of him alone in that house with that delicious body going to waste.
I invite them as much as possible to come over to dinner or use our pool. He comes and I get an eye full as he plays with his daughter or just lays on the float tanning. His abs rippled and I can only imagine from the bulge in his wet shorts what he has down there.
“Am I terrible?” I often ask myself. I know he loves my daughter but I also know she is not the most sexually active person in the world. He on the other hand strikes me as being a bit more adventurous.
When you get to my age you can see the finish line and you see so many crawl across it wishing they had enjoyed themselves more or filled with regrets. I don’t want to be them. I want to feel alive as long as I can. I want to know what a fifty year old is like, especially a son in law who has given me so much and yet has more to give and unless I read it wrong, will give it willingly.
It is why I have decided to test the waters, so to speak. Will he be able to separate sex from love? I am fairly confident of this. Will he reject me and tell my daughter? I am fairly confident he will not reject me, and I know he won’t tell my daughter no matter what happens.
My husband works most days leaving me plenty of time to kill. I work out and take care of myself. I am dresses in linen pants and a silk blouse. M makeup and jewelry done as I look into he full length mirror in my bedroom.
“Are you really going for it Fran?” I ask myself in the mirror.
“What do you have to lose? He isn’t going to reject you. He is going to make your dreams come true, and you his” the mirror responds. I grab my car keys and walk out the door.
*** Looking for John (who has wanted his mother in law for 30 years) PM me ***