Following our time in the sauna, the suggestion to open another chilled bottle of sparkling wine was welcome. We put on bathrobes, going upstairs barefoot to the kitchen. That Lisa had displayed considerably more knowledge of how to indulge in extended sex than Sarah was a bit eye opening. Reflecting, as we began to drink our second bottle, that knowledge had different levels. All of the stories Sarah had of John tended to involve rushing, understandably in light of the circumstances, though even before today, it had seemed his style.
Lisa's style was considerably more relaxed, a combination of drinking and luxurious sex. Her bathrobe was open, providing something more satisfying than simple flashing when exposing her naked body. I hadn't cum downstairs, so my judgment may have been a bit skewed, but she still seemed quite available and willing.
In the afterglow of our first time, after finishing the first glass of the second bottle, I asked her about the vibrator. In years past, I had bought several identical coil vibrators, giving them to several female friends in the following years. The only condition being that they tell me what it is was like. Something she had not done, and something I had never pressed her on. Leading to a delightful opportunity in the present to satisfy my curiosity.
Before answering, she refilled our glasses, leading me to say that Joan handed her vibrator back, not saying that was the one I had then given her.
"Why?"
"Well, she said though it had made her cum multiple times, she wants a person, not a thing."
Lisa grinned, seeming to think about Joan also wanting real cock, taking more than a simple glance at my uncovered mid-section. I decided to go a bit further concerning Joan, exploring Lisa's interest. Talking openly and explicitly about sex is something to indulge, conversation where an adult subject is shared with mutual interest. My ex-wife was always very poor in this area compared to a number of other women, including Lisa it now turned out.
"Joan really doesn't like anything artificial by sex, apart from rope. Tieing is something she really enjoys, at least from what she has said." This left a fair amount unsaid, but Lisa's expression showed she was working through what I had revealed. Followed by dismissing the topic as not particularly relevant to where her mind was wandering.
"Sarah used to talk about her magic wand sometimes, saying you like watching."
"I love watching, especially when playing with a vibrator myself."
Lisa seemed surprised that they were just as good for men, then smiled a bit before asking if I wanted to demonstrate. Our finished glasses were on the counter when she stepped close, asking about Karen and whether she had played with one.
"Not that I saw, though she did use to openly leave a dildo style vibrator around their bathroom. Sarah always thought it was a kind of invitation. Sort of like how often Karen was naked when she visited."
By now, standing close to each other, my cock was starting to stir over her soft pussy fur, my hands running along her ribs, then sliding over the side of her exposed breasts.
"Naked like this, in a bathrobe?"
"No, completely undressed, no clothes at all. She would even open the door that way. Sarah sometimes got mad, but it wasn't her house in the first place."
When Lisa's hand started moving along my cock, losing the ability to speak was inevitable, thoughts swirling as she fondled me.
Her words were soft, almost whispered, saying she knew that Sarah and John had sex, yet another unexpected shift. To a certain extent, the fact that Sarah and I divorced 5 years ago and she was no longer a neighbor changed things even more, though not exactly from Lisa's perspective. Fortunately, this did not feel like scales being evened, but simply a change in how she viewed circumstances.
She then said she would like to watch me play with a vibrator, and to fill our glasses as she got it. She bent a bit unsteadily and kissed the tip of my growing cock lightly, then went upstairs. Almost emptying the bottle, not really surprised at how quickly we were still drinking, I brought the glasses to the living room. Realizing that this was likely a style that she and John shared at least a few times, as getting drunk and turned on can be a wonderful feeling.
When she came back downstairs with the same bag I had given her to hold the vibrator and attachments, I let her put it on the table in front of the sofa before handing her a glass. We drank together, then put the half full glasses down to deal with the vibrator.
I slipped off the knob to put on the cock cup. Making her smile, saying she now understood how a vibrator might appeal to a man.
"It feels best when already hard," I said, turning it on and off to see if it worked. The familiar sound made my cock twitch, something Lisa noticed.
"Do you play often?" she asked, a question following easily from what she had observed.
"Fairly often, but not normally for others."
"Let's see how it works" she suggested as she sat with one leg touching mine, the other on the floor, providing another incredible beaver shot, helping me grow quite hard before turning the toy back on.
"This is a reverse you know."
"How?"
"Normally I do the watching, not play."
"Not just watch, according to Sarah. She told me she hated the flash especially when cumming."
