More Than Just Being Neighbourly - Sex Stories

More Than Just Being Neighbourly

... wondering if he feels as she does, that he is possessed by conflicting emotions of restraint and longing for the person they are with. To anyone looking at them, it’s an unlikely match but who is to say that it’s wrong if two people are attracted, and attached, as they seem to have been throughout the evening? She’s not some old biddy with her toy boy lover.

Chance would be a wonderful thing, were it to happen.

She needs to be taken out of herself, having slept hardly at all the night before, yet wondering what she was getting into with a young man and who, if she didn’t know better and she was unsure of that, was becoming besotted with her. Wisdom may come with age, some say, but she’s unsure of that given how she’s feeling about him and wants to share.

She should get a hold of her emotions, but Tom seems to rule over them, unknowingly. It’s bothersome and it’s something new. Usually, she can see the way ahead in her life, just as she imagines, and believes, even after what Tom has been through, he can.

After the evening of fun that she’s had, she senses that there is no way back for her, for them. She wants him, to know of the young man’s body and to learn of it, every dip and hollow, every limb, and to meet his kisses and caresses; for each of them to take slow but deliberate pleasure in what can be seen and touched.

She feels so tense as they drive slowly home, and she knows that she can not keep away from him. She wants to love and to be loved again, just ...

... as he must yearn for that too. She longs to be touched and to touch, just as she felt it when they danced, in a loosened embrace and knowing that some eyes were on them.

She feels this now, stronger than ever, more intense than when she sometimes saw Tom walking by and he would wave, unsure if she was in her living room and seeing him pass by. She would feel a tightening in her throat and would struggle for breath, all of it crazy to comprehend when they had not shown any overt interest in each other. They had just given each other small signs of a deeper involvement, through helping and talking, bonding ever closer.

What could it be that she felt? Love…a game to be played…or was it hot love in prospect?

Images of them together keep flashing through her mind, but she does not dare to take the first step in fully claiming his attention upon her. Tom did set the boundaries to their relationship by not making a pass at her, which is a shame because she wants to break free of restrained ways and without any compromises. She wants to be loved and not to think beyond that moment, or many of them. Besides, if two people clicked, why should it end between them because of their ages or what others would think, or say?

She wants to know more about him; she wants to kiss him; she wants to feel his skin against hers and feel the warmth that such a union brings. It has been four long years since she has felt this way, and to submit to another’s caresses is not to be disloyal. ...