Jim stretched and yawned as he woke. He looked over at his wife and wondered if he should try to get his hand between her legs and maybe talk her into some morning sex. At 52 he still got wood in the morning and still wanted sex. However after menopause his wife, Ellen, had lost almost all of her desire for sex. He had tried to talk her into going to a doctor and maybe getting hormone replacements, but she didn’t want to. She would, on irregular occasions, have sex with him, but for the most part she wasn’t interested. They hadn’t done it for a few weeks so Jim looked at his wife and wondered if she would.
She was sleeping on her back, so he rolled close to her and put his hand on her pussy. He started to work his finger between her warm lips, but as he did she grunted and rolled on her side. He knew that meant she wasn’t going to so he sighed and climbed out of bed. He figured he would take care of it with his hand on in the shower. 20 minutes later he had cummed, was showered, was dressed and ready for work. As he stepped out the door he noticed a pickup with a U-haul
trailer sitting in front of the house next door.
‘New renters.’ He thought to himself,’I hope the hell they are less obnoxious then the last bunch.’
8 ½ hours later Jim pulled back into his driveway. It had been a wearing day. The boss had been a dick and everything Jim touched that day had gone to shit. He stepped into the quiet of the house, hung his coat in the closet and walked to the kitchen to get a beer. Ellen worked a swing shift and wouldn’t be home until that evening at 11:00. He decided to go out and relax in his back yard for a bit before he worked on the mowing.
He flopped into a lawn chair, popped his beer open and chugged half of it. As he brought it down, out of the corner of his eye he caught movement in the new neighbors back yard through the minute gaps in the board fence that separated the two houses. He got up, walked over and peeked around the wood post that held a chain link gate. There was a young woman sitting in a lounge chair. She looked to be in her mid 20’s, about 5′ 3″ tall, with black hair, a bit on the chubby side but with a cute face, a nice round ass and a set of double D tits. As he watched the woman took a drink from a beer she held, Jim wondered if he should introduce himself and after a moment thought,’Why the hell not? We’re neighbors.’
Jim stepped around so he was standing at the gate so she could see him as he called,”Hey neighbor.”
The woman looked startled by his appearance, but recovered quickly, smiled and called back,”Hi.”
“I’m Jim Preston, your new neighbor.”
“I’m Pam Jarod. My husband and I just moved in.”
“Well hi Pam. And how are you settling in?”
Pam smiled and said,”Very well thank you. We have about half of our things unpacked.”
“Cool.” Jim said,”What does your husband do if I might ask?”
Pam’s face fell as she said,”He’s…aw….he’s a salesman. He travels a lot. He left this morning for a two week sales trip.”
“That’s to bad.” Jim replied.
“Yes. It leaves me with the rest of the unpacking to do.” Pam said with a sour look on her face,” I hope I don’t run into anything I can’t handle. I don’t have any friends or family around here.”
“Well if there’s anything I can do for you, if you need something heavy moved or anything else done you can’t handle don’t hesitate to call on me. My wife Ellen would probably help too.” Jim said.
“Thanks.” Pam replied with a smile.
Jim waved a goodbye and went to get the lawn mower. He mowed the lawn, weeded the front flower bed, then went in, showered and watched TV until his wife got home. As soon as she was home he kissed her and went to bed. The next week was much the same, each day he would spot Pam in the back yard and spend a few minutes talking to her. The funny thing was every time he saw her she had either a beer or a drink in her hand. During the day Ellen introduced herself, She and Pam began to talk daily. By the end of the week Jim realized that Pam’s lawn was getting pretty tall. Friday evening he saw her in the back yard and mentioned it.
“Yes I know, but I have never run a lawn mower. I’m not sure how to go about it.” She replied.
“No problem!” Jim said,”I told you I’ll help.”
That afternoon he mowed her lawn front and back.
When he was done Pam said,”What do I owe you?”
“Don’t insult me!” Jim said with a scowl,”You don’t owe me anything!”
For the next month it was the same. Jim helped her with the lawn and fixed a few things that were broken. Her husband, Carl, came home twice and stayed for a few days, but was gone the rest of the time. A month and a half after Pam and Carl moved in Ellen and Jim were having lunch on Saturday when Ellen began to talk about Pam.
“She thinks Carl is cheating on her.” Ellen said,”She keeps saying how she’d love to have sex but he rarely does it with her. She even told me she might have an affair. I told her that when she gets to menopause she won’t want it any more, but that if her husband does she’s going to have to do it from time to time.”
“Talking about that.” Jim said with a grin.
“Yes I know, we haven’t in a while. We can tonight.” Ellen sighed.
“Great. I still want it but I know you don’t so I appreciate you doing it.” Jim said.
“Yes, well it does feel kind of good, but I just don’t have the same sex drive I did.” Ellen replied.
After lunch Jim kept thinking about Pam, how she wanted sex and how she was even thinking of an affair. He wondered if he might be able to take advantage of that. The next Monday Jim went over when he got home from work to mow Pam’s lawn. After he was done she came out and asked if he’d like something to drink. He agreed. As he followed her into the house he noticed how her leggings formed to her round, plump ass. It made his cock start to stand up. Additionally the thought of her wanting an affair flitted through his mind. Pam pulled two beers out of the fridge, opened them, handed one to Jim and took a long drink from the other as she leaned against the kitchen counter.
Jim took a drink of his beer and casually said,”Ellen said you and Carl don’t have sex much.”
Pam was taking a second drink of her beer and sputtered as she heard his statement.
She looked at Jim with pink cheeks as she mumbled,”I…aw…we….you know….Ellen shouldn’t have told you that.”
“Yea well she did. She also told me she told you that after menopause you won’t want to any more.” Jim said.