My new nieghbors - Anna and her husband - Sex Stories

My new nieghbors - Anna and her husband

As with all my stories I may have missed a comma, period or quote mark here and there, or misused a word occasionally. I might even have thrown in a phrase that the grammar experts deem as unacceptable. I am always open to a critique of my work. That is one of the ways a writer gets better at his/her vocation/avocation. That said please keep in mind that I write these stories voluntarily without any compensation. If you wish to critique this story please do so civilly. Under those circumstances I appreciate the feedback and will try to heed your advise. If you rant, I will smile and ignore your dumb ass. For those who enjoy this story, (or any other of my works) a heartfelt thank you, for those who do not, please feel free to ignore my next one. Now on with the tale and I hope you enjoy it. ___________________________________________________________________ I live in a relatively small town on the west coast. My wife and I moved here just after we were married. We bought a small house in town and raised three kids, two boys and a girl. After all three left for college my wife and I were going to travel. That never happened. Right after my daughter graduated college Sara, my wife was diagnosed with advanced breast cancer. She died 6 months later. I was devastated. I threw myself into work and spent most of my time there. Gradually the pain of Sara's death dulled and faded. By the time I retired at 62 I could think of her with dry eyes. In all that time I never found a woman ...

... I wanted to be with for any length of time. It's not that I didn't have girlfriends, I did but none seemed to be as attractive as my wife, so I'd go from girlfriend to girlfriend until I finally gave up. Then I met Fran. She is now a close friend who's husband isn't interested in sex any more. I met her by accident, at the library . She was checking out a science fiction novel. I love Sci-fi and I hadn't read the one she was holding so I asked about the book. We talked for a bit then I asked if she'd like coffee as we talked. It was the first time I got a taste of Fran's bawdy sense of humor as she grinned and replied," You aren't hitting on me are you?" "Of course not!" I replied having seen the ring on her finger and was stunned by what she said. "That's a pity." She said as her grin widened. We sat at the coffee shop talking about sci-fi. We parted company three hours later after drinking four cups of coffee and dissecting the sci-fi novels we had both read. She was interesting to talk to and with her no holds barred sense of humor, fun to be around. A few days later I got a call from her and she asked if I'd like to go to a reading by Ursula La Guin. Since she has been a favorite author of mine for years I jumped a t the chance. We both enjoyed the reading and listening to Ursula describe how she came up with her story lines. When we left we sat in the coffee shop for several hours going over the evening. Over the next few months we became fast friends. We were having ...