How I Got Back In TheGame

After my wife died, I sank into a kind of funk. Some people would call it depression. Family and friends tried to help. They brought me meals and found activities to invite me to attend. The truth is I missed that close personal, comfortable, relationship that Mary and I had for almost 45 years. I especially missed the rush that I got from driving her into orgasmic moans as I buried my cock balls deep in her wonderful warm wet pussy.

I wanted to experience those feelings again, but I didn’t know how to make it happen. I didn’t want to try to meet woman at bars, and I certainly didn’t want to pay for sex. So, for some time my main sexual release was my own hand as I watched porn on my computer in the privacy of my house.

One day, as I tended to Mary’s flower gardens in our back yard, I noticed my neighbor, Casey, sunning herself in the next yard. I had never noticed what a hot body she has. She is about 5’6” with long auburn hair. She works as a personal trainer/masseuse at a local athletic club. Her body is trim and tight.

Casey was wearing a tiny white string bikini. It was essentials three small triangles of semi-transparent cloth, held together with some string ties.

I guess I spent too long gazing at her. She rolled over, looked right at me and said, “I see you eying me up. Have you become a peeping Jack?” Then she laughed.

Casey and her husband and Mary and I had been close friends. There was never anything sexual between us, we were just all good friends. We were very comfortable with each other. Casey’s husband had died about six months before my wife, Mary passed away.

“Busted!”, I admitted. “I guess it’s been too long since I’ve seen a beautiful woman in the flesh.”

“You should get out more. Meet new friends. I personally know that there are several women right in our sub-division who would love to get to know you. You know that women tell each other everything.”

I told Casey, “I’d love to do just that, but I don’t know how to start.”

She replied, “The question isn’t can you start; it’s can you finish?”

“I don’t have any problem finishing; and I can do it in a very satisfying way!” I couldn’t believe I had said that, but as I already told you, I am very comfortable with Casey.

Casey got up to head inside her house. As we said goodbye, she stopped and looked back at me, “I found a great sale on Porterhouse steaks today. Would you care to join me for dinner? We can grill them here.”

My first reaction was to make up an excuse that I was busy. Before I had a chance to back away, Casey chimed in, “Good! I’ll take that as a yes! Let’s plan on about seven. Dress is casual. We can take a dip after dinner.” I realized that in spite of my shyness I was committed, like it or not.

I had enough time to stop at the wine section and asked the clerk for a couple of bottles of their best Merlot. I also picked up a large bouquet of red roses. I took a deep breath, opened the gate between our lots and knocked on her patio door. I still had reservations about what I was doing. I reassured myself that this was Casey, my old friend. I thought to myself, “Relax Jack. This will be just like old times”

“Come on in. We’re almost ready.”, was Casey’s cheery response as she walked toward the door. The sight of her was breath taking. She was still wearing her semi-transparent white bikini top. With her now facing me, I could see how it cradled her magnificent breasts. As she walked toward me, I could see her breasts bouncing. I could not take my eyes off them. Oh how I’d love to fuck my cock between them.

“These are for you,” I announced as I held up the roses. “And these are for us.” I nodded toward the bottles of Merlot.

“Oh Jack, the flowers are beautiful! Thank you so much” Casey squealed. “Put the wine on the table. I’ll get some glasses. Can you fire up the grill? The steaks are ready to go when you are.”

I disposed of the wine as directed and headed to the patio to fire up the grill. As I was preparing the grill, I felt Casey come up behind me. She wrapped her arms around my chest and pressed her body against my back and my butt. It’s a good thing she was behind me or she would have felt my hardening cock as her nipples threatened to burn holes in my back. I could feel how toned her body was as she squeezed me tightly, “Thanks for the flowers. I know we are going to have a great time this evening.”

The dinner turned out to be fantastic. The food was delicious and the conversation was exciting. The wine added to the relaxing environment. Casey suggested that we take desert on the patio. She had some romantic music playing softly all evening during. As we walked into the patio, “Near You” by Francis Craig started up. “Oh I love this song. Will you dance with me?” She grabbed me by the hand and pulled me close to her body.

I was certain that she could feel my cock stirring in my pants. She almost whispered in my ear, “After Harry died, I couldn’t imagine sex with another person. Then on a business trip, an old friend showed me that life is for the living. I’d like to be that person for you…tonight.” I looked down at her as she looked up to me. Cautiously, I moved my face closer to hers. Then we were kissing. The kisses were very tentative, even gentle at first. I felt her mouth open so I opened mine, Our tongues began to dual.

Somewhere in this embrace, we stopped dancing. I was caressing Casey’s back. She began to unbutton my shirt. I felt her strong hands caressing my chest. I could feel the heat from her body.

“I have a treat for you, Jack”, she whispered in my ear as she opened my belt. “It’s my specialty.” As my pants dropped to the floor, Casey untied her skirt and guided me to the corner of the patio. She had a Massage table setup. She directed me to climb on the table and lay on my stomach. I felt her pour some warm oil on my back. She began to caress my back starting at the shoulders. She rubbed the oil lower and lower. When she got to my briefs, she slowly pulled them down below my ass.

“Help me take these off”, she asked as she pulled them toward my feet. I raised my hips and discreetly moved my cock out of the way. She pulled them all the way off and dropped them on a chair. Then she began to knead my ass. Again, I was impressed with the strength of her hands.

She massaged my thighs.