It was the twilight of the day and Ted was sitting on the Lay-Z-Boy watching baseball when his wife called. Apparently there was a storm in St. Louis that cancelled her connecting flight to Chicago and she couldn't get home until the following afternoon.
He missed Brenda, but in recent years they had become more like co-ed roommates than lovers. Her large breasts, sensitive nipples and ample ass and thighs still made his cock stand on end, but she just didn't seem interested any longer. Ted imagined that once he retired from the electric company they would vacation in exotic locations and take part in erotic sex, but in reality, Brenda was traveling for work more now than ever. What was once an erotic relationship that featured oral sex, anal sex, a variety of positions and Ted finishing in his lovely wife's mouth, had turned into him waiting for her to go to bed and masturbating to online porn. It had literally been months since another person had touched, let alone sucked his cock.
Sure, he had less energy since his retirement and he probably played too much golf and watched too much TV, but he still had the same 8 inch cock that used to make his wife squirm with pleasure.
What to do now, Ted thought. He would likely order a pizza for the third night since his wife had been gone, drink a few beers and watch the game. Alone. Again.
He cracked a beer, called for the pizza and waited. Thirty minutes later it arrived, as Ted was paying the delivery guy he noticed his neighbor across the street, Paul, sweeping his driveway. He had been cutting and edging his lawn all day and looked like he could use a drink. Ted put the pizza in the kitchen and walked across the street.
"Looks great, Paul. Guess I have to cut mine now before my wife gets back, once she sees your lawn she will be all over me to keep up," Ted said, shaking hands with his younger neighbor.
Paul was tall and slim, runner's body. He and his wife, Maureen, had moved into the house across the street two years ago. They were a nice couple. Ted had helped them install some ceiling fans and fix a few outlets that were faulty after they moved in.
"Why do you think I have been out here all day? Maureen is at her sister's until tomorrow and I know there would be hell to pay if the grass was finished when she got home."
Ted had long admired Paul's wife from afar. She was young, thin and had perky breasts that Ted guessed were a perfect C-cup.
"Well, I am sure she will return, see this lawn and crown you king of landscaping," Ted laughed at his own joke, knowing it wasn't funny. "Since you are a bachelor tonight as well, why don't you come over for a few beers and something to eat? I just had a pizza delivered."
Paul liked the idea immediately and told Ted he would have to run inside and change into some clean clothes and meet him at his house in five minutes or so.
He arrived wearing khaki shorts and a polo shirt, a bit overdressed when compared to the mesh workout shorts and tee shirt Ted was wearing, but what the hell. They each got a few pieces of pizza and a cold beer and went into the living room. Ted sat on the Lazy-Y-Boy while Paul plopped onto the couch.
"So how long is Brenda gone for this time?"
"Shit, she has been gone a week, was supposed to be home today but there was some big storm in St. Louis and she is stuck there until tomorrow," Ted said.
"Yeah, I saw something about that on the news earlier. Apparently it was a pretty nasty storm, shut down airports in like three states."
"Just my luck."
"Must be tough, having her gone so much, huh? I mean, how often does Brenda travel now-a-days?"
"God, it seems like she is always traveling. I hate it. I imagined that after I retired, she would stop working, it's not like we need the money, and the two of us would travel the world together. Instead, she is on the road two weeks out of the month and I sit home, eat pizza and jerk off."
Paul was shocked by Ted's reaction to his wife's travel. He had just assumed that he had gotten used to it over the years.
"That sucks. Man. But it must be great when you finally do get to see her, like newlyweds again, right?"
Ted shot him a look as if to say "yeah right."
"I'm sure it is nothing compared to what goes on at your house, with actually newlyweds?"
Paul shot the same look back at Ted.
"Really? You too? I guess I just assumed that you and Maureen, I mean, you know, she looks like a little sex pot and you two are so young."
