An Older Neighbour

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. How was I going to deal with this?

A few days later, I came home early again, and just as I was pulling into my drive, Margaret drove into her own driveway, and we waved at each other. I walked out to my mailbox to get the mail, and saw Margaret starting to unload groceries from her car, so I went over to help. I grabbed the last two bags and carried them into her kitchen for her, and she offered me a glass of lemonade, which I accepted.

I looked out her back window and saw the pool, and memories of her naked body came into my mind. “I saw you swimming a few days ago” I said to her. “You have a very nice…stroke” I smiled at the double entendre.

She looked a little startled for a moment, and I thought I saw a slight blush on her face. “I’m sorry…my office is right there” I said, pointing to the upstairs window overlooking her back yard. “I apologize if that offends you. I wasn’t trying to invade your privacy” I started to say. “I just was home working, and I happened to see you... taking a swim” I told her.

She smiled, and then said “Yes, I often like to…swim…for relaxation. At my age, I don’t have much opportunity, otherwise”. The double entendres were thick, and the sexual tension was suddenly tangible. “If you would like to join me, you would be welcome…anytime” she smiled at me, again. NO hint of a blush, this time.

“I would like that…very much. Thank you” I smiled back at her.

“I’m about to go for a swim now, as a matter of fact” she said. “Would you care to join me?”

I almost couldn’t speak, but finally croaked out “Yesss…that would be nice. Let me go get my suit, and I’ll join you.”

“Sometimes, I find it more relaxing to swim in the buff…would that bother you?” she was smiling at my discomfort. “After all, we are adults, and can behave ourselves…don’t you agree?”

I didn’t know quite what to say. My cock had started to swell at the thought, but what if my wife…oh, hell, she wouldn’t be home for hours.

“Well…I’m game if you are” I said, lamely.

With that, she headed for her bedroom, and less than three minutes later had emerged wearing the same short robe I had seen her in a few days before. She fixed us both another glass of lemonade, then led me to her patio, and without a word, dropped the robe onto the chaise and dove, naked into the pool.

“Come on in, the water’s fine” she called out. I began to undress, laying my clothes out on another chair, and conscious of the fact that I had a hard on. As I turned toward the pool, I saw her eyes on my cock, and I almost started to cover it up, but then I realized that she was as interested in seeing me naked and aroused as I was of seeing her in the same state.

I dove into the cool water, and swam to the far side before coming up for air. I rested my arms on the side of the pool, breathing slowly, and Margaret swam up beside me. “Do you swim much?” she asked me.

“I used to, but I haven’t done much in the past few years” I told her.

“Stay with me, and we’ll take a couple of slow laps” and she pushed over, and began to stroke the length of the pool. I pushed off and followed. I had forgotten how tiring swimming can be and by the end of the fourth lap, I was breathing heavily and had to stop. Margaret swam up beside me and was barely winded. “It takes a while to build up your stamina” she said. “You need to practice as often as possible…you can use my pool anytime you like” she smiled rather wantonly at me.

She climbed out of the pool, and stood naked before me. “Come on…you can rub some lotion on me” she told me. I climbed out, and my cock was now soft from the cool water and exercise. She lay down on her stomach on the chaise, and reached back with a bottle of lotion in my direction. I took it, and poured some onto her back and began to rub it into her skin. First her back and shoulders and arms, then her waist and buttocks. She spread her legs as I rubbed the oil into her buttocks, and my cock began to grow, again. I continued down the back of her thighs, and then back up between her cheeks, and her hips raised up and her buttocks spread for me. I rubbed oil into her crack, and my fingers rubbed over her anus and I heard her gasp. She kept her hips elevated, clearly offering her anus and pussy to me, so I let my fingers slide deeper until they stroked her slit. It was wet and slippery, and not from the pool water. I slipped one finger in, and she pushed back against my hand, with a sign and moan. I tickled her clit, and continued to very gently fingerfuck her from behind.

I didn’t want to make her cum too quickly; I kept my pace slow and even, and my cock was fully erect by this time. Finally, I patted her on the ass, and motioned for her to roll over, and she did so, spreading her legs and raising her knees, so her pussy was fully open to my sight. Her breasts were small, but her nipples were firm and erect, and I began to rub oil onto them, squeezing and pinching the tips.

Margaret’s eyes were closed and her face had an intense look of concentration. I was certain she was in full arousal, and was approaching a climax. Her hips began to hump upwards, and this confirmed her condition. I leaned over and took one of her nipples in my teeth as my fingers quickly stroked her clitoris, and when I felt her first spasm, I quickly moved down, and put my mouth on her opening and plunged my tongue in and tongue fucked her as hard as I could. Her hips bucked and her whole body contracted as she had a deep orgasm with several waves of spasms lasting almost a full minute.

When her contractions began to die, she whispered “Oh my God…it’s been so long…” A tear ran down her cheek. I just took her in my arms and held her, and her body began to shake. Finally, she began to relax, and lay back, once more smiling up at me. “Thank you” she said.

“My pleasure” I responded. She sat up, brushed her hair back, then took my shoulders, and made me lay back on the chaise. My cock had softened, slightly, but she took it in her hands, and began stroking and licking it, and in no time, I was hard as a rock, again. My wife sometimes gives me oral sex, but she doesn’t like me to cum in her mouth, so it’s been a long time since I’ve had a good blowjob. Margaret not only gave a good blowjob…she gave a GREAT blowjob. She took me deep into her throat with her tongue and throat muscles massaging me the whole time, and as I began to approach my own climax, I tried to pull her up, but she kept sucking and stroking until I blew my whole load into her throat and mouth. It was the most incredible blowjob I’ve ever had.