Every now and then, we’d share tools and Judy and my wife Sandy seemed to get along well, trading recipes and sharing morning cups of coffee.Sandy a...d I had our ups and downs in our marriage. She was very conservative in her religious and political view points, while I was more the liberal. We had met on a blind date after the two of us had gone through horrible first marriages. The one thing we had in common was our sex life, which was great, but weaned over a period of time. We still managed. I began using my finger and thumb to gently squeeze the head on each upward stroke, and my strokes got faster and faster. At last, my warm cum spurted from my cock, first arcing and then oozing over my fingers and dripping on to the towel. I closed my eyes and gently squeezed to milk every last drop, my knees shaking a bit from the force of my orgasm. The next morning as I was leaving the house I met our neighbor. The house next door is a rental, and Jenny had moved in a few months earlier. . Tom was an intelligent, and well travelled young man. 24 going on 44; he seemed too wise for his age. I liked that, it made me feel like I was in safe hands. Glancing at his shelves, my eyes stopped on an old, carved wooden figurine of the most beautiful woman. Her breasts were perfectly shaped and her hands were resting on her mound, as if she was trying to hide her latent sexual desires. This reminded me of my former self and to my pleasant surprise, I felt myself getting turned. They were of the same almost transparent fabric used in pantyhose, and did almost nothing to conceal the size and location of her long-stemmed pink nipples that seemed to want to escape through her thin form-fitting rayon summer dress.Jenny tried to cross her arms in front of her when she felt the heated stares from the Colonel and his men. They had rarely seen white women before and this was a rare treat.Their daughter, Stephanie, had been about a quarter mile away, driving the huge John Deere.