Widow Neighbor

Widow Neighbor

My wife and I moved to a new, upscale neighborhood out in the suburbs. We have been married for over twenty years and are in our mid forties, but have never had children. We both work; my wife as a legal secretary and I am a realtor.

Our new home is on a quiet cul de sac and there are no children close to our home, thank goodness. We have been here about six months, and have met a few of the neighbors, but have not made any close relationships. Our next door neighbor, Margaret, is a lovely widow lady, 68 years old, but doesn’t look it. She is tall and slender (about 5’9” and 135 pounds, or so) and keeps herself in excellent physical shape. She has a pool and says she walks daily and then enjoys taking long laps in the pool.

Our house has two stories, and the upstairs has the Master bedroom on one end and I have my office on the other end. My office window overlooks Margaret’s house and backyard, and I can see her back patio and pool. I have seen her swimming, occasionally, and even in a swimsuit, I am amazed at how well she has maintained her figure and looks.

My wife and I keep unusual and irregular hours; she may work late or work weekends if an important case is in the works. I am on call to my real estate clients, and often have to go out on a listing or an offer and often run open houses on weekends. This has played havoc with our sex life, but in truth, it had gotten a bit stale over the years. We manage to make love about once a month and on special occasions or holidays, we try to do it up right, but the zest is missing.

One afternoon, I came home to do some work, and as I sat at my desk in the office, I noticed Margaret come outside next door in a thigh length coverup, and carrying a glass and a towel. I thought nothing about it because I just assumed she was going for a swim. But just as I was about to go back to my paperwork, she opened the robe and draped it over the back of her chaise and she was completely nude! I couldn’t help but admire her body, because I have never seen an older woman look quite that good. Oh sure, her breasts were not as firm as they once were, and her skin was slightly wrinkled on the backs of her arms, but her legs were firm and still shapely and her stomach was flat and solid. Her pubic area was a dark triangle, but appeared from this distance to be trimmed short. She lay down on the chaise, and her feet and legs were pointed in my direction, so I got a wide open view of her crotch area.

She took a small bottle of what I assumed to be lotion and began to spread it on her arms, chest and legs, and then she lay back, and I was startled to see her begin to massage her breast with one hand while the other began to massage her pussy. My cock began to swell as I watched this elegant lady stroking herself…this is one of my favorite erotic turn-ons; watching a woman masturbate. My wife used to do this for me once in a while when we were first married and experimenting, but she has not done it for years. As I watched, my cock grew harder, and I found myself taking it out and slowly stroking; my eyes were glued to Margaret’s stroking hand.

After just a few minutes, her body was tensing and her legs were apart, knees up and toes curling. She had a strained look on her face and I could see her pinching and pulling her nipple. Her mouth was open, and she kept licking her lips…her hips were beginning to undulate and I could see her stomach muscles were taught. Then I watched as her body convulsed and her hips jerked and her fingers were a blur on her crotch before she suddenly stiffened in climax, and finally relaxed, breathing heavily. I had not cum, but my hand and penis were covered by pre-cum. I decided to wait, as much as I wanted to cum because I was enjoying the intense pleasure of just being highly aroused for the first time in a long time.

As I watched, Margaret slowly got up from the chaise and dove into the pool and began to swim several slow laps. Finally, she got out and toweled off, then put her robe on and went into the house. I wanted to rush over there and take her in my arms and kiss her and make love to her. My God, what was I thinking? This woman was old enough to be my mother! And no, I have never had any desire to have sex with my mother, but for one of the very few times in my life, I was tempted to cheat on my wife with another woman.