Lois poured Andy another cup of coffee as he hurried to finish breakfast. She was still feeling a bit miffed at being left hanging last night and she stared out into the early morning gloom trying to understand her feelings. Andy was busy at the office, she knew, but she had needs and feelings, too. In the old days he hadn't been able to keep his hands off of her;... lately he seemed to neglect her. Or was she being silly?
She had read an article recently that a woman's sex drive suddenly flares sky high at some point as she gets older. She thought it was quite a bit later, but then people vary. She wondered if this was happening to her. Was she being unreasonable in her expectations? She pondered this and puzzled over his apparent reduced level of interest in her.
"No." she answered herself. With their only child now off at university, they had a bit of their privacy back and she was "looking forward to having her needs taken care of, thank you very much!"
"I'm off to Leeds today, love, be back late," Andy gave her a rather perfunctory kiss and squeezed the softness of her bottom and was heading out the door.
"Right. I promised to help Allen. You know, teach him to wallpaper. So if I'm not here, you can call over there."
Andy laughed. "Oh, dear, you'll be in for it then, won't you? I think old Allen is all thumbs where tools are concerned!" He went laughing out the door and she watched as he reversed into the street and waved to her.
Lois rather thought he might be right, she thought with a smile. She didn't remember Allen ever having taken on any household duties before his recent early semi-retirement. Apparently he wanted to turn over a new leaf and use up some of his spare time fixing up the house. Lois had offered to help pick out some colors and teach him to do wallpapering. Today was the fateful day!
She gathered up a few of her own papering tools and was soon hearing the chimes inside Allen's house and then the thumping of heavy steps announcing his smiling, unshaven face around the edge of the door.
"Good morning, teacher!" he laughed, throwing the door open wide.
The project was a small bathroom. The toughest kind of job, but that was where the most urgent need was. Lois explained some of the tasks that needed to be done and got started with the measuring and cutting. Allen mixed the pot of paste. He noticed that Lois wore a striped cotton dress that buttoned down the entire length of the front. "I'm not used to workmen being so nicely turned out, Lois, you don't mind my thinking you look smashing in your work togs, do you?"
"Oh, Allen, this old thing? One of my oldest house dresses. Won't hurt if it gets messed up. You were expecting maybe ... ...?"
"Don't get me wrong, dear, I love it. Perfect, as a matter of fact!"
Their work continued with a good bit of kidding and laughter at Allen being all thumbs. They stopped for a cup of coffee perched on two high stools. Lois' dress draped open across the top of her thigh where she crossed her legs, and she noticed Allen having trouble keeping his eyes off the creamy flesh. Her thighs were opulent and her legs very pretty.
"You've got real "woman's thighs" Andy was fond of saying. Lois smiled at Allen's slight discomfiture, but did nothing to make it easier on him.
The bathroom was a bit cramped for the two of them, and they kept bumping together and as she slid past him to get more paper, Lois put one hand on either of his love handles and tickled him slightly.
Allen wiggled his hips a little in response and pinned Lois against the wall playfully as he continued brushing the piece he had just hung.
"Hey, you big old bear, make a little room!" she laughed, giving him a slight bear hug and pushing him away. Still, she was aware of a slight attraction and of the intimacy of their close quarters. It was having an effect on her. They continued the playful banter, and soon they were pressed close together by Allen's having to reach over her to help press a falling piece of paper up into the ceiling corner.
Allen felt Lois' soft bottom pressed tightly against his crotch, felt a slight thickening in his penis. It was distinctly a pleasure, pressing against her like this, though he tried hard to put it out of his mind.
Lois felt the warmth of his body pressed close against her through the thin material of the housedress. Now she could feel the way his body molded itself to the voluptuous crease of her ass. Lois was very sensitive there and she knew that her pussy had become wet already with the excitement of being pressed together like this. It only required a little caressing of her round bottom for her sexual craving to come bubbling to the surface; this contact was no exception.
