Last summer, Rachel and I began to truly live for ourselves for the first time in years. We were both fifty-seven years old. Our children had gone off to college and moved away. At first, we were a little worried about being alone, but then life began to fall into place in a new way. We felt we could devote time to each other. So, for about a year, we traveled a bit visiting several new places. It was a strange but very pleasant feeling of freedom.
Then we finally decided to take care of the house by the river where we used to go on vacation. We hadn’t been there in a while, and it was gathering dust. So we bought some renovation materials and decided to go there for the summer.
After we cleaned it out, we enjoyed nature and sunbathed. The change of scenery has had a wonderful effect on awakening our sexuality. My wife suddenly became as horny as she had been in the first years of our marriage. Rachel is a beautiful brunette of medium height with a soft, plump figure. I have always adored her body at any age.
On those summer evenings, we had sex as if we were young again. One evening, as we lounged in lounge chairs drinking cocktails, our neighbor stopped by to introduce himself. He said he’d lived there for three years and had never seen anyone in our building before. His name was Darren, a tall, thirty five year old black man. He was single and had moved in to work on his dissertation in solitude.
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