Dyanna my neighbor and her daughter

It all started a year ago. I had a job I started at 21 years of age after 25 years I was qualified to retire. I eventually completed 26 years and retired at 47. I planned on taking a year or two off and relaxing. My son was in College in another State and my wife was working full time with travel she worked about 10 hours a day.

My neighbors were a younger couple with a young daughter. By young I mean about 6 years younger than my wife and I. A couple of weeks after I retired I was working in my back yard when I overheard my neighbor Dyanna talking to what appeared to be a friend, stating that her husband Ron and her were getting a divorce and he had moved in with his father about 75 miles south of us and closer to his job.

Dyanna went on to say how they have not had sex in months and when they did it was horrible. Ron had lost all interest in sex and was not willing to see a Doctor or work on their marriage. Let me explain what he was missing. Dyanna was 41, blonde and an avid exercise buff. Her body was firm and well-toned and she stood about 5’4”. She liked to work out with weights and went to the gym four days a week. She was very attractive and always kept herself well. A few years ago she had breast augmentation for her husband bringing her from a 34A to a 36C, nothing to big, but perfect for her size. They had a 15 year old daughter who was an absolute stunner and would one day have every guy begging to be with her. Together they were the perfect mother/daughter. So imagine my surprise when I overheard her talking about always blowing Ron or trying to get him to fuck her and so on, without him having interest. All I could think out was how horny this little minx was.

A few days later I was getting ready to go to the gym and walked my wife out to her car in the morning on her way to work. I’m an active guy, 6’1” 215 lbs. and have been in shape my whole life. I have been told I’m a very attractive guy and look 10 years younger than I am. Anyway, as I was waving to my wife, I looked over our mutual fence with Dyanna and saw her on her deck drinking coffee; she was wearing a robe with pajama pants rolled down to her hips and a short pink shirt exposing her belly button.