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From: paydirt1931@aol.com (Paydirt1931)
Subject: {ASSM} My neighbour's wife pt1
Date: Fri, 22 Nov 2002 05:10:02 -0500
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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 got into 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 still 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
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 the
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 min. 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 audio cassette
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. 

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 yr 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 had 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 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 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 min. 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, house dress. 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 its 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
house dress. 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 then 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 then 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 your 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 effected 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. I then
blatantly said, "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 night shirt. 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. So 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. So
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 then 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. However 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 grew annoyed at this
saying, "Please, lets not start this again." I ignored her and kept rubbing her
thighs. I then 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.
I told her 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 night shirt. Karen responded in a clam tone saying, "Please,
your 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."  I then said, "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 laid 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 laid
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 min before I reached orgasm. 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 to excited.
However, I noticed that she was breathing deeply and her cheeks were flushed.
So she must have enjoyed it.  We laid together without talking for about 5 min.
She then got up, grabbed her night shirt, 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 never cheated on
Rick before." I then 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 laid in bed together until
9:00am, then I finally left. 
 

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