I thought at sixty-two, when my wife died, that my sex life was over, unless I wanted to use prostitutes.  The next few months I resigned myself to getting reacquainted with my right hand.  I decided to take early retirement and to move house.  The company I worked for was quite generous with my leaving package as they were looking to downsize.  I had asked at just the right time to leave.  Between my package and the package from my wife’s company I found I was much better off retired than when I was at work.

I set about looking for somewhere to move to.  It wasn’t long before I was looking at a bungalow in a small close.  There were just six dwellings and the one I was looking at was at the far end.  It was a quiet place and suited me, so I put in an offer well below the asking price.  To my surprise it was accepted.

My son and daughter helped me pack up and move.  The first night, when I was on my own, there was a knock on the door.  It was my immediate neighbor.  She said she had some leftovers if I hadn’t eaten.  I welcomed her in and thanked her for the meal, especially as I hadn’t eaten.  I found enough stuff to offer her a cup of tea.  At a guess she was in her early fifties and had looked after herself.  Over tea she told me that the woman two more bungalows up was a bit of a man eater and I should mind myself.  She added that she had seen three husbands off.  I told her that I would be careful.  The next day was when I met the woman that I had been warned off.

Like Sophie that I had already met, Lucy was also in her fifties.  Almost immediately she invited me to join her for supper that evening.  I did wonder if I was the supper.  I went anyway and had a nice evening.  She told me about her three husbands.  The first one died in a car accident that was his own fault.  The second from lung cancer and the third from asbestosis.  None were at her hands.  What a relief.

The next day I met Cliff who is Sophies husband.  He seemed several years older than Sophie and said it was nice to have anew neighbor as the bungalow had been empty for almost a year before I bought it.  He suggested that it would be nice for me to keep Sophie company from time to time.  He said that if I needed anything or a hand to give him or Sophie a call.  I joked that as I had a lot of redecorations to do it might be sooner rather than later.

The next morning Sophie turned up saying she was ready for decorating duties.  I was sleeping in the smaller of the two bedrooms as I wanted to decorate the master one first.  Sophie was stripping wallpaper off the bottom half whilst I was on the steps doing the top half.  After several hours I suggested making a cup of tea.  Sophie said it was a good idea.  When I returned, Sophie was on the steps removing the last few bits of paper from the top.  I almost dropped the cups when she stretched showing all the way up her skirt to her panties.  I had a clear view of pubic hairs escaping from her panties.

In seconds my cock was rock hard.  I thought that Sophie hadn’t noticed as I handed her a cup as she descended the steps.  There was a lot of clearing up, picking up the old paper and stuffing it into sacks.  Sophie bent a few times, again giving me a view of her panties and bulging pussy lips as well as pubic hairs, as she picked up some paper.  It had taken most of the day to clear the wall and wash them down.  Almost as soon as Sophie had gone, I had to have a wank to relieve the pressure.

I was just sitting down to have my meal when Lucy rang the doorbell.  She asked if I wanted to go to a social club.  I told her I was tired, but she wasn’t about to let me off that easily.  An hour later I was in the local social club.  I was sat with Lucy with drinks in front of us when Cliff and Sophie arrived and decided to join us.   The two women went off to the ladies together as women always do.  Cliff joked that I was putting it about a bit.  I asked what he meant.

Cliff Joked that I had his missus all day and I was now with Lucy.  I stammered a little as I tried to explain that we had spent the day stripping.  I suddenly realized just how bad that sounded and added that it was wallpaper we were stripping.  Cliff Just laughed, then he said that it wasn’t fun then.  I assured him that it was just decorating.  Cliff added, “Better luck next time.”  I wondered if he was suggesting that anything else was ok.

The next day I had given the ceiling two coats of paint and was starting on patching the few small areas on the walls when Sophie let herself in and asked if I needed anything.  I could feel my cock twitch as I thought about what I had seen the day before.  I told Sophie that I was ok.  She told me that she would see me later.

It was an hour or so later when Lucy rung the bell and asked if I was ok.  She was talking to me as I continued working.  The ceiling was dry already and I decided to refit the light fitting cover.  While I was up the steps, I was hoping that the erection that I had earlier, had subsided.  It hadn’t and Lucy stepped forward and as she stroked it, she said, “That’s a dangerous tool you have there.”  If it wasn’t totally hard before, it was now.  She suggested that she could help me with it.

I had barely finished fucking Lucy and she leave when Sophie returned.  She was complaining that it was manic in town and said that she had bought enough for dinner for me as well.  She left saying that I should go round for seven o’clock when Cliff would be home.  I had painted three of the four walls when it was time to get cleaned up to go round to Cliff and Sophie’s house for dinner.  Sophie had dressed rather nicely and looked a little sexy as she dished up and gave Cliff and I our dinner.

After dinner, Cliff said that he had a hard day and was going to turn in early.  As he left us, he said, “You two enjoy yourselves.  Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”  I saw the wink he gave Sophie as he left.   Sophie poured us a drink each and sat next to me on the sofa.  At first, she was just asking how the decorating was going.  Then like a coiled spring getting released she was on me.  She was kissing me and groping my cock through my trousers. 

In my sixty-two years I had never made love to two different women in same day, and here I was with Sophie now trying to get my trousers off.  I asked what about Cliff, and Sophie said he could have a share later if he wanted.  It was clear that Cliff has sanctioned and approved this.  I was soon kissing back and put my hand up Sophie’s skirt to find that she wasn’t wearing any panties.  A short while later I was on top od Sophie plowing my cock in Sophie’s pussy.

That night, much later, when I was tucked up in my own bed, I lay thinking about the two women that I had fucked that day.  I got so excited that I had to have a wank so I could get to sleep.  The next morning Sophie was round and was painting the woodwork that I had primed while I finished the last wall.  As Sophie wriggled around on the floor as she painted her skirt had risen and I had another nice view of Sophie’s pussy.  Again, no panties.  It wasn’t long before I was fucking Sophie again.  Just before long all that could be done was done as we waited for other paint to dry.

We washed up and Sophie went off home.  Lucy was back almost as soon as I finished some lunch.  She asked had I enjoyed my fucking.  I assumed she meant when I fucked her.  I told her that I had and was looking forward to some more.  In a few moments we were stripping each other’s clothes off.  Then I was plowing Lucy from behind.  Two women two days in a row.  I was exhausted after we finished.  I was almost pleased when she went home.

Later after some tea, Cliff called in and invited me to the pub.  I thought that at least I wouldn’t have one of the women clawing at my cock.  It was quiet in the pub and Cliff steered us to a far corner.  We had barely sat down when he asked how I had enjoyed my time with Sophie.  I wondered if he meant had I enjoyed fucking his wife and held back.  Cliff helped me by asking was she a good fuck.  I told him that she was and even better the next morning.  Then Cliff asked and how was Lucy.  I tried to look confused.  “Was she a good fuck,” he asked.  I told him she was good.

It was now that Cliff said that the girls compete, and he is often left exhausted by them.  He said that he was pleased to have someone to help him with them.  I was shocked that he knew that I had fucked both of them, but also pleased that he wasn’t angry with me.  Now it was all out in the open, we were soon having swapping and foursomes.  Cliff wasn’t wrong about being competitive.  If I did something with one of them the other wanted the same thing.

I think the most exciting night was when we had all four been out for the night.  Before we made our way home Cliff told me to follow him.   It wasn’t long before we were parked up in a lover’s lane.  I was in the back of my car with Sophie while her husband Cliff was with Lucy.  I was getting close to coming In Sophie when my phone rang.  I stopped to answer it.  I heard Cliff shout out swap.

Sophie pushed me off herself and climbed out the car and walked virtually naked to her husband’s car.  Lucy climbed out the back of Cliff’s car and walked completely naked to my car.  She climbed straight in and seconds later I was plowing Lucy’s pussy instead of Sophie’s. 

Afterwards Lucy dressed in Sophies clothes and visa versa Sophie dressed in Lucy’s clothes.  Back at Cliff’s they both undressed, and we again took turns before Lucy dressed in her own clothes and I walked her home.  Somehow it felt so naughty yet nice.  I spent the rest of the night in Lucy’s bed.

The next two years seemed one long fuck with one or the other.  Then that virus came.  Lucy and I were on our own, so when we were told we would be in lockdown, I had her move in with me.  Between the lockdowns and afterwards we soon drifted back into swapping.    During the lockdowns we would all talk to each other on the phone and the women would say what they wanted when we were free of the virus.  Cliff wanted the four of us to hire a villa in Spain.  He joked that he could do with some Spanish fly.  I joked that a Spanish floosy would do.  The girls teased that a few young Spanish lads would be a better bet.

Here’s hoping we can get away later this year.