Bob and Nancy a mature wife share - Chapter Two
That evening as we sat watching TV on the sofa, she stroked my hand, her head on my shoulder, she asked me softly if I had been thinking about who I might ask, I told her that I had, she sat up and looked at me and asked me who it was. I smiled, I could see that hey eyes were bright and interested in what I had to say, she was eager, and couldn’t hide it.
“Okay, first, there’s Bill,” I said. He is one of my best friends, and he’s older than us.
She shook her head. I nodded.
“Okay, how about Eric?” he is a little younger, looks good, but again she shook her head.
I rolled off the six names that I’d thought of and there were two maybes, I sighed.
“Okay honey, is there anyone you know, who you think would get you going?”
She stared ahead, I looked into her eyes, she was fighting with something internally.
“Come on there must be someone, somewhere who you have seen, and he’s got your juices flowing and you’ve thought that you’d like some of that! Trust me, honey, I won’t be upset.” I pushed her gently.
She sighed and looked at me. “And you won’t be upset?”
I shook my head. “Definitely not, I want this to happen Nancy.”
She looked at me, took a deep breath. “Graham.”
I stared, Graham lived a few doors up the road, he’d moved there with his wife a few years ago and he had his gardening and landscape business and we’d started using him for the last three years as it became more and more difficult for me to maintain our garden. Nancy loved her garden, and during the summer months, she could be found, out there, most days and was never afraid to be out there in her bikini.
Graham was in his forties and helped by the manual nature of his job, he was fit.
I must have looked shocked, she stared at me.
I nodded, I had. She lowered her head
“Though there is no chance that he’d agree, not with someone my age, when he has that beautiful wife of his.”
It was true, Hannah was beautiful, but she was also demanding, I’d spoken with him a lot over the garden fence, he regularly moaned about her complaints and demands. They had recently separated and she had left the family home and was living at her parents on the other side of the country.
“You do remember that they are separated?” I said.
She nodded. “I do, but they will sort it out.” She said.
I sighed and hugged her.
“I don’t think so, honey. He told me that she’s got someone else, and has already started divorce proceedings.”
She sighed, she seemed genuinely disappointed for them. I hugged her and stroked my fingers through her hair.
“So you see. Technically, he’s a free man.” I smiled. “I’ll see what I can do.”
She leaned her head on my shoulder and we continued to watch TV.
It was a glorious summer, the summer of 2018 was one of the hottest, Nancy was laid on a sun lounger, she had a bikini top on, and a skirt bunched up over her crotch to let the sun at her legs, she had on her sunglasses and a sun hat.
I walked over to her and realised that she had fallen asleep. As I turned to walk away I heard Graham walking along the path down the side of the house. I’d arranged for him to come and do some work in the garden. He walked around the corner pushing his wheelbarrow, I waved him over and as he drew closer he stopped. He looked at Nancy.
“Should I come back later?” He whispered.
I shook my head and followed him down to the bottom of the garden
I stood with him as he unloaded his wheelbarrow and looked around at the patch of garden that he was going to work on. As he did he updated me on the progress of the breakdown of his relationship. I listened to him, it was a terrible story, and I had a lot of sympathy for him, but my mind was elsewhere and waiting for the opportunity to switch the subject.
As he told me about his wife and his divorce I noticed that he kept looking at my wife, when he finished, he turned to me.
“You know Robert, you are a lucky man.”
I smiled, I was, but I wanted to know why.
“You seem to have it all, nice house, family,” and he looked at Nancy, “and a beautiful wife, who I may say, has a lovely set of legs on her.”
“No offence,” he added.
“None taken if she knew what you’d said she’d be very happy,” I added and watched for his reaction.
He smiled, “I can only dream of being as happy as you two are at your age.”
I decide to set the ball rolling, I sighed.
“Well, it’s not all plain sailing you know, she thinks that she’s unattractive, she thinks that I am the only man who would find her desirable.”
He looked at me, and then glanced at her. “Are you kidding?”
I shook my head. “No, I’m not, she thinks she is past being attractive to men.”
He looked at her again. “No way man!” He said enthusiastically, then he realised what he’d said then turned to me.
“Oh, I’m sorry Robert, I didn’t mean.”
I smiled. “It’s okay it’s good to hear that she is wrong.”
He looked again and shook his head. “Oh, she is so wrong.”
We chatted some more then I brought him out a cold beer and returned to lie down beside my wife.
She woke a little later and noticed Graham working in the garden. She got up, smoothed down her skirt and slipped on a light shawl and stood chatting with him for a while.
When Graham left I told her of our conversation.
“He said that? really?” She said, sounding surprised.
I nodded. “I think that he was aroused by you.”
She smiled. “Well, I never!”
I smiled. “You haven’t, yet.”
I told her that I’d asked him to come back the next day, and asked him to help me to put in a raised bed at the bottom of the garden.
The following day it was just as hot, I persuaded Nancy to wear her full bikini, and as I watched her slide into it I could tell that she was aroused, her nipples were hard and erect. She blushed when I pointed it out to her and she started to have second thoughts. I assured her that he would love seeing her in it and I promised that I would tell her if he made any comments about her.
As the day before, she was laid on the lounger when he walked into the garden. I watched as he looked across then took a second glance as he saw her laid on the lounger. I smiled and stood up to greet him, she sat up and looked across and smiled.
She got up and walked over to him, they hugged, as they always did and I felt my cock twitch when his hand rested on her back, just above her bum as they hugged. She walked into the kitchen and returned with three cold beers and handed them out. She laid back down on the lounger and Graham and I started on the raised bed.
As we worked the temperature increased and soon we were both sweating, and eventually we both slipped off our shirts and were working topless. I knew that she would be watching, and as we worked I couldn’t help notice how well built he was.
He was taller than me, at least six foot tall, he was tanned, the nature of his work meant he often spent a lot of time outside, and shirtless. He was in his mid-forties, but had the body of a younger, fitter man, with a well-defined six-pack and muscular arms. As we worked and talked I glanced across to Nancy and noticed that she’d shifted position so that she could watch us, well Graham without being seen behind those dark sunglasses. And even from where I was stood I could see that her nipples were hard and poking at the thin material of her bikini top.
I also noticed that he would steal a glance over to her as we worked, hoping that I wouldn’t notice it. Eventually, I noticed and smiled. He looked a little embarrassed but looked across.
“Oh Robert, I didn’t realise just how lucky you are, look at her, she looks great.” He said.
I nodded. “Thank you. I told her what you said yesterday.” I said.
He looked horrified. “You did?”
I nodded, “Yes.”
He blushed. “Oh god, was she annoyed?”
I smiled and shook my head. “God no! It was her idea to wear the full bikini.” I lied.
He was surprised, I told him that I thought that she had put the bikini on for him, because of what he’d said. I added that I was pleased that he thought she was sexy, as I’d been telling her for so long.
“Why don’t we take a break, we can sit with her.” I winked at him. “You can get a closer look at her in that bikini.”
He looked confused, and embarrassed, I found it cute that he was so nervous. “Are you sure?” He asked.
I smiled and dropped my trowel and stood.
“Of course I am, it’s not as if you want to fuck her!” I said.
He laughed, but I sensed something in his laugh that might be beneficial to us all.
Nancy was very happy to see Graham. She sat up as we talked, and I noticed that she kept adjusting her top, and sat with her legs parted a little, she was showing for him. And, he was certainly looking, I caught him more than once looking at her crotch.
When he eventually left us, he had a definite bulge in his pants, I smiled at her and asked her if she’d noticed, she said that she had and as I watched her I could see that she was aroused, as was I. She noticed me watching her and smiled.
“Honey, I hope you don’t mind, but I got very wet when I was talking to him.” She said.
I shook my head. “Mind? Not at all. I think that tells us both a lot about how you feel about my fantasy.”
She nodded without replying. I sighed as I realised that we’d made some progress, but I knew that at some point, I would have to make the approach and take it to the next level.