My Neighbor's Wife

So I immediately put my hands on her butt again and told her how sexy she looked in that shirt. I then pressed her to me and hugged her. Like always, she let me hug her. However when I started to unbutton her shirt, she quickly turned around and walked into the kitchen. She then asked if I wanted anything to drink, then took out some bottled water. I quickly approached her and put my hand between her thighs. However she quickly moved away from me without saying anything. I noticed that her hand was shaking slightly as she took a drink of water. I asked why her hand was shaking, but she didn't respond. So I approached her and put my hands on her hips. I then kissed her on the forehead. She then pushed me away while calmly telling me to please stop. I could see her hand was still shaking slightly as she held the bottled water. So I told her she was shaking because she was excited. I moved beside her, and began rubbing her thigh again. She let me do this for about 20 seconds before again moving away.

I went to approach her yet again, but she quickly put up her hand and asked me to please stop. However I ignored her, and again put my hands on her hips and pressed her against me. She quickly pushed me away and snapped, "Stop crowding me like that." I again moved right beside her and began caressing her thighs. She still let me do this for a few seconds, before again moving away. Yet despite all this, she still stuck to her usual behavior. When I didn't immediately approach her again, She quickly went back to acting as if nothing had happened. She started talking about something she saw on TV. So I just started right back in on her. I stood beside her and slipped my hands between her thighs. She clearly grew annoyed at this saying, "Please, lets not start this again." I ignored her and kept rubbing her thighs. I then told her I desperately wanted to have sex with her. I assured that I didn't want to risk my marriage either, and that I'd keep it between us. I told her we'd only be having sex, and not running away with each other. I assured her that sex with me would be a pleasurable experience. I told her I knew she wanted me too, and that there was no reason to fight her natural desires. I realized that talking wasn't going to get her into bed, so I just took her by the hand and started walking towards the stairs.

After taking a few steps, Karen said, "Just where do you think your we're going?" I simply responded, "I'm taking you upstairs to bed." Karen responded, "No, I'm not going to do this." I just ignored her and continued towards the stairs. Karen took a few more steps before saying, "Didn't you hear me, I'm not doing this." I ignored her, and while still holding her hand started up the stairs. She then pulled her hand away saying, "I'm not going upstairs with you," I quickly retook her hand and proceeded back up the stairs. As we climbed the stairs, she said, "Don't you understand? I don't want to do this." At the top of the stairs, she abruptly stopped. However instead of trying to get away or threaten me, she just said, "Please, stop acting like this." Yet her words only encouraged me. If she really didn't want to have sex, why wasn't she threatening to start screaming or call the police? Instead she was only putting up a mild protest. I didn't drag her up the stairs, kicking and screaming. I never physically threatened her at all. I then gently, but firmly put my arm around her waist and walked her into the bedroom. I then began undoing the buttons on her nightshirt. Karen responded in a clam tone saying, "Please, your not listening to me." I just ignored her and resumed undoing her shirt. I opened it up, revealing her bare breasts and panties. When I did this, Karen did something very interesting. She let out a long extended exhale, as if she was blowing on a hot bowl of soup.

I took this as a clear sign of sexual excitement, so I slipped my hand between her thighs and began rubbing her pussy through her panties. I could tell that she was wet, and said to her, "Wow you must be dripping." I then said, "Now please, get in the bed." She refused and pushed my hand away, from her panties. I again told her to "Get in the bed." Again she refused. I then said to her, "Listen, I know you want to, so stop acting like you don't. Let's just do it once, if you don't like the experience, I'll never approach you about it ever again. Now, get in bed." She replied, "You're not going to take no for an answer, are you." "No, I replied, now get in the bed." Instead of refusing, she just stood there looking at me. I then knelt down and started removing her panties. To my surprise, she actually put her hands on my shoulders for balance and lifted each leg as I removed them. I then stood up and looked down at her now completely naked body. I then reached out and gently squeezed her clearly erect nipples. She responded by letting out another deep exhale. She then watched as I removed my shirt, then my pants. My cock was fully erect and sticking out underneath my jockey shorts. I then put my hands on her sides, and moved her closer to the bed. She then sat down on the edge of the bed and crossed her legs.

So I removed my shorts, freeing my fully erect and throbbing cock. She then skirted over towards the head of the bed and lay completely on her back. I could hardly believe what was happening. She was naked on the bed, ready and willing for sex. I was so overcome with excitement, I just spread her I legs apart and positioned myself to enter her missionary style. However, she quickly stopped me, and reminded me that I wasn't wearing any protection. I was so worried that she might change her mind if I left to get some condoms, that I tried assuring her that I would pull out before I reached orgasm. Fortunately, Karen said she owned a diaphragm. Fearing that she still might change her mind, I was very anxious when she disappeared into the bathroom. Thankfully she quickly returned, and I watched as she lay down on the bed and inserted the diaphragm. Still extremely excited, I didn't even bother with any foreplay. I simply spread her legs and slid my cock into her. She responded by wrapping her legs around me, and we were then in the classic male superior position. I just humped her in this position until I reached orgasm. Unfortunately I was so excited, that I finished way too quickly. Only taking about 3 min before I reached orgasm. As I collapsed on top of her.

I was immediately worried she'd think I was lousy in bed. So I quickly apologized to her for my performance, telling her that I was just too excited. However, I noticed that she was breathing deeply and her cheeks were flushed. So she must have enjoyed it. We lay together without talking for about 5 min. She then got up, grabbed her nightshirt, and went into the bathroom. When over 5 min went by and she didn't come back out, I went to see if she was all right. I found her in a guestroom down the hall. I noticed that she was silently wiping tears away. I then sat down next to her and asked if she was OK. I was very worried about her crying. Visions of her accusing me of rape suddenly popped into my head. However I was relieved when she said, "I never cheated on Rick before." I then put my arm around her and assured her that nobody would find out. I told her it was only sex, and wasn't anything to be ashamed of. I then told her to be honest and asked if she enjoyed it. When she said yes, I once again began pressing her for more sex. I began rubbing her thighs and I said, "OK then, lets go back to bed." To my surprise, she simply got up and walked with me back into her room. I was very pleased when she closed the door behind us. This showed she knew what she was doing. This time I performed better. Engaging in plenty of foreplay before entering her. I put her legs up in the same V position Lisa and I enjoyed so much. Despite having sex for a second time, it was only around 8:00am. So we lay in bed together until 9:00am, then I finally left.

Neither one of us wanted to end our marriages, so we had to be very discrete. We felt doing it too often in our own homes was risky. So we mostly met in short-stay motels in our area. The affair lasted for nearly 5 months. Unfortunately, we were eventually caught. Yet it was my earlier relationship with Lisa, that actually led to our being discovered. Unknown to me, my wife had accidentally found those audiocassette tapes I made with Lisa. These were obviously upsetting to my wife. She hired a private detective agency to find out what was going on. The agency taped Karen and I meeting up at local motels. Out of anger towards Karen, my wife told Rick about our affair. My wife threatened me with divorce, and threw me out. I got a room in a motel. About two days later, I received a call from Karen on my cell phone.

Karen said Rick became orally abusive towards her and also threw her out. She was clearly shaken by this, and I suggested she come over so we could talk about it. She agreed, and we spent hours talking. Karen stayed with me the whole night. However we didn't have sex, We just laid together in bed talking about what would happen next. Were both marriages over? If not, how long would it be until they took us back? In Karen's case, the answer came very soon. Rick wanted a divorce. Although my wife did not ask for a divorce, she wasn't going to forgive or forget. However, I quickly realized I didn't even want to get back with my wife. After all it was now Karen, and not my wife, with whom I was having an intimate sexual relationship. Karen was my lover and I wasn't about to give her up.

However, I didn't have any sexual contact with Karen for the next two months. Karen was staying with a girlfriend while waiting to see what Rick would do. Meanwhile, my wife and I were barely talking. I got tired living in a motel room and moved into my own apartment. When Karen told me that Rick had officially filled for divorce, I asked her to move in with me. Karen accepted my offer despite her girlfriend's objections. My wife didn't know that Karen was staying with me. So when she finally called to talk, I didn't want to deceive her any longer. So I told her I was now living with Karen. To my surprise, my wife didn't get upset. Instead, she calmly told me that she would wait. She was convinced I was just going through a stage, and would eventually returned to my senses. So I now knew exactly were I stood. Although I still loved my wife, I now looked upon Karen as "My" woman. I had worked hard getting her, and I wasn't going to let her go just yet.

So despite my wife's ultimatum, I had decided I didn't want to spend the rest of my life in a sexless marriage. Rick was able to prove Karen's adultery. So she didn't receive any alimony, and Rick was allowed to live in the house. So Karen and I settled down together. I made sure that Karen stayed with me by always giving her good sex. I always began by manually spreading her legs apart with my hands. I'd hold her legs apart either by her knees, calves or ankles. I'd then rub my cock against her thighs. I'd then slowly rub the head of my cock around the outside of her vaginal lips before finally inserting my cock. I'd then use long slow stokes, before eventually shifting to faster, shorter strokes. The point of holding her legs apart like that was to make sure Karen knew that she was "getting" it, and that I was in control. Karen also enjoyed using the Hitachi magic wand vibrator. So I always made sure to use it on her. As a result, she ended up saying with me for a lot longer that she initially planned. After about 10 months together, our relationship entered yet another phase when Karen became pregnant.

We had always used protection. However as time went on, we started having straight, unprotected sex. Karen trusted my ability to pull out before reaching orgasm. However, the opportunity to ejaculate inside a woman without a condom is often too much for a man to resist. Clearly I was no exception. Unfortunately her pregnancy was not really a cause for rejoicing. Although we were together, our relationship wasn't one big happy romance. Our age difference was a problem. I might have looked great for a 66 yr. old, but I'd be 82 by the time our daughter reached 16. Karen didn't love me, so marriage was never an option. Karen had always made it clear that she didn't plan to spend the rest of her life with me. The relationship was almost entirely based on sex. I was with Karen because she was giving me sex on an exclusive, regular basis. Karen was with me because she was living rent-free and being taken care of. Although she never asked for anything I was also showering her with expensive gifts. I bought her several heart shaped, diamond or gold earrings, bracelets and pendants. I even bought her a car.

I fully supported her during the pregnancy, and she eventually gave birth to a healthy girl. During her pregnancy, people always thought I was Karen's father. Yet, Karen never hesitated in telling them that I was indeed the father. Immediately after learning she was pregnant, I bought Karen a $5000 diamond ring. She accepted it, and allowed me to place it on her ring finger. I enjoyed helping Karen take care of our daughter. My Oldest daughter, who despite still being very upset with me, even helped Karen take care of her "half sister" when needed. Karen lived with me for over a year after the birth. Yet despite having a child together, Karen finally decided to move on with her life. I used my old contacts to help her find a job. She eventually moved out into a place of her own. Although I had bonded with my daughter, I agreed to Karen's desire to raise her as a singe parent. When our daughter was 4, Karen got engaged to another man. They married, and moved to another state. Karen has since had another child with her new husband. Karen still calls me, and sends me pictures of our daughter through the Internet.

My wife would've no problems divorcing me. I had clearly cheated, then abandoned my marital obligations. Conversely, according to the laws in our state, my wife's sexual abandonment was also grounds for divorce. Yet my wife never officially divorced me. When Karen moved out, I told my wife that Karen and I were no longer together. However, I admitted that it was Karen's decision, not mine. So continued living on my own for another year. During this time, my wife and I gradually got back on speaking terms. However when our children saw this, they all advised her not to take me back under any circumstances. It was then that my wife admitted to everyone her feelings of sexual inadequacy towards me. Although she didn't excuse my infidelity, She did admit to completely shutting herself off sexually to me. She admitted that I had approached her many times about it, that she always refused to discuss it.

My wife eventually took me back. However, my children still haven't forgiven me, and I'm still trying to get back into their good graces. In the end, my wife knew that I still loved her, and that I had always treated her well. After all, what else was my wife going to do? Start dating again, Get remarried? Yet after all this, she still made it clear there would be no sex between us. However she told me I could still be with other women. Although this would probably surprise most people, it was really a true sign of her love for me. She knew that I had worked hard to keep myself in great shape. For over 30 years, she enjoyed my body, and took pride in showing it off to all her friends. Now that she had finally come to terms with her loss of sexual drive, she saw no reason why I had to suffer. So despite now being 69 years old, I still manage to get much younger women. I've had sex with two other younger women since getting back with my wife. She knows about them, and true to her word, didn't object. My wife and I are still affectionate towards each other, and we are still married.