Benefits of Eavesdropping

This is a work of fiction. The characters presented in this are entirely made up and not based on anyone living, dead or from a galaxy far far away. Any similarities to actual people or situations is a damn shame.

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Helen Warren was looking at herself in the mirror, not thrilled with what she was seeing. Pushing her breasts up, she couldn't help but think dismissively.

"Stupid gravity."

That's one of the things you have to put up with when you get older and have large breasts. It wouldn't be so bad if she didn't have the little extra thickness around her middle. She still considered herself to have a pleasant hourglass figure and was in good shape compared to most of her friends near her age. Still, she would have liked to have her twenty year old body back.

She always did love her red hair and now that she had to occasionally color it to hide the grey, she always got as close to her natural color as possible. Her pale skin and freckles was another matter. She felt she looked like someone who kept themselves locked indoors even though she loved being outside as much as possible. She learned long ago to cover up or soak in sun block.

At that point, Rick entered the bathroom. Walking up behind her he gave her ass a quick pat and said, "Can't wait to see you on that beach birthday girl."

Smiling she replied, "Don't know about that, I'm thinking of several things involving the bedroom. And don't remind me."

Giving her bottom a squeeze he replied, "Either way I think I come out the winner. And besides, you don't look a day over thirty nine."

"Hey" she said playfully elbowing Rick, "I'm not the big 'four oh' for another couple of days."

He picked up the suitcases by the closet door as Helen grabbed her usual travel apparel.

Rick watched then said, "Why don't you wear your new swimsuit young lady?"

Grabbing the black suit from off the counter she considered it, and then figured, why not. Sure, normally, she wouldn't wear it for a car trip, but since they were heading for the beach she said, "why not?"

After all they were going to the beach, and this one did provide excellent breast support even if it was a lower cut than she was used to. It wasn't hard to guess why he wanted her to wear it. She did have a wrap to wear over it in case they needed to stop or get out for any reason, other than the beach.

Locking the house, they got into the car and hit the road. They had several hours of driving ahead of them, but it would all be worth it when they got to their beach house.

As they drove, they talked off and on. At one point Rick mentioned that a convertible would be great for just such a drive.

"And you know if you want to complete the mid-life crisis look, you can also get a gold medallion and wear your shirts unbuttoned and open."

Smiling he replied, "Don't forget the perm."

Both laughed as they continued chit chatting.

By the time they arrived, checked in and unpacked the car, neither felt like going to the grocery store or cooking anything so they opted to order a pizza. Fortunately, they had some wine so they could start relaxing before the food arrived. As they unloaded the car they noticed several young men hanging around the front of the beach house next door. They gave each other a resigned look hoping they wouldn't be too rowdy.

After dinner, they snuggled on the couch and listened to some music. Rick quickly dozed off. Feeling energized Helen decided to take a walk and enjoy the fresh air. The sidewalk was well lit so she walked a good distance before she felt her energy begin to drain. Heading back to their beach house she turned up the walk towards the door and inserted her key only to find it did not work.

Realizing she was at the wrong place she turned around and began walking away, but was distracted by some voices and laughing coming from the other side of the house. Curious, she walked around the house and saw three young men sitting on a railing with their backs to her, drinking beer and smoking. Normally, she detested the smell of cigarettes, but on evenings like this she felt her old cravings claw their way to the surface. Hidden by the shadow of her house she edged closer to have a look.

They talked about going surfing tomorrow and perhaps hitting the town after to see if they could find some excitement. After a few minutes, Helen yawned and realized she was eavesdropping. As she turned and headed towards her house she heard a new voice speak up.

"Hey, did you see the hottie that arrived here earlier?"

"Which one?" Said another.

"The red head next door."

Helen's eyes opened wide and she froze in her tracks. He couldn't be talking about her? She backed further into the shadow and strained to get a look at the speaker, but there were bushes and bodies in the way.

"Oh, yeah" came a third voice. "She was ok, but she is so lovey dovey with her husband or whoever, you'd do better to find a tree with a good knothole than waste your time."

"No way man" came the first voice. "That rack was just screaming for my dick."

At this point Helens heart was thumping and any fatigue had disappeared.

"Dude, I think you'd better find someone else or you're going to have a shitty week." Came the second voice again.

"Nah man, she has everything, red hair, fair skin. And did I mention the rack you can bury your face in. Also, she has the perfect hour glass figure."

"Whatever dude" came another voice. "I'm getting a beer and seeing if there is anything going on down the beach."

This was followed by a chorus of agreements and a herding into the house.

Standing in the shadows for several minutes she couldn't believe what she heard. Was some young buff guy speaking about her in such a way? Either way she was so incredibly aroused a stiff wind was liable to push her into the waves of ecstasy.

She crept back to her house. Entering, she saw Rick sitting on the couch with two full wine glasses on the coffee table.

"Hey babe, been waiting for you."

She flew into his arms and began kissing him while removing his pants at the same time.

It didn't take much to get the idea and he began assist.

Pushing him back to the couch, she climbed on top of Rick and began kissing and licking her way down. When she got to his pubic area, she began kissing and fondling his semi hard cock. A few years ago it would have been at full attention. Now, with a little wine and being tired from a long drive it could be hit or miss.

Working on him, he stroked her hair as she worked on waking up his member.

As she worked on him, he seemed to get softer. Her mouth was starting to tire so she looked up and saw his eyes were closed. Rolling her eyes, she gave up and went into the bedroom and was quickly able to extinguish the fire between her legs with her fingers.

The next morning, he apologized for falling asleep on her and promised to make it up during the rest of their trip. "I will hold you to that!" She said in mock anger.

"Ya' know, while I was out last night, I think some young guys were giving me the look over treatment." She said to see how Rick would reply.

"As long as that's all they do." Rick said with feigning jealousy. "After all, you're private stock."

Looking at her husband with an insincere smile she said. "Oh sweetie. I love it when you dehumanize me and equate me with personal property."

He winked at her while she snuggled up against him and closed her eyes.

A little later they went to the beach with chairs and an umbrella. Helen couldn't help but glance towards the house next door a few times. Finding nice spot, they set up and sat down to relax for a few hours. As per routine she drenched herself in sun block.

Helen had her book, but couldn't focus on it. Instead, she watched the surfers' way out in the distance. She also would look at the beach volleyball game that was going on not too far away, admiring the hard bodies of the young men and women. She also continued to think about what she heard while eavesdropping on their neighbors.

After a few hours, they headed back to the beach house to have some leftover pizza then decide what to do for the rest of the day and week. They chose items like a hike through the historic town center, a beach cruise, a couple of concerts and much more laying on the beach along with alone time inside.

One thing that Rick wanted to do that Helen wasn't too keen on was going deep sea fishing. The last time she tried she got horribly seasick even after taking seasickness medicine. She did love fresh grilled fish so they decided that the day after tomorrow would be the best day for fishing. Since it would be an all day event, she'd go into town and hit the craft stores, then spend most of the rest of the time on the beach with her book.

The next day, they took the short coastline cruise which was almost too much for Helen, but she was able to make it without losing her breakfast. After getting back to the beach house, she took a long nap until their evening concert.

The next morning, they were up early as Rick grabbed his ticket hat and sun screen. Helen decided to sit on their deck and watch the sun come up over the water. It was a little chilly for her black swimsuit, so she put on one of the courtesy robes and had a cup of coffee. After the sun showed itself and gave her enough light, she picked up her book and got lost in her reading.

Hearing something and seeing movement out of the corner of her eye she turned and was surprised to see a young man standing by the deck railing.

"Oh...hello" she said.

"Hi neighbor." He said smiling. "I couldn't help but smell the coffee, and since we're out I was wondering if you might have some to spare."

"Sure" she said not having been able to push the young men out of her mind since their first night. "How much do y'all need?"

"I'll ask the guys" he replied and headed back to his beach house. Helen couldn't help but watch as he jogged back to his place. "Wow" she thought. He was incredibly hot. She didn't recognize if he was the one who was talking about putting his cock between her breasts but if he was she figured he just needed glasses.

She was also a little surprised at how dark he was. He appeared to be of mixed heritage which, to be honest, Helen always thought were the hottest people on earth. She'd give anything to have just a touch of his dark skin then she could worry less about burning when outside.

He quickly returned and this time came around and up on her deck. She got a really good view of him and was glad she had her sunglasses on otherwise her eyes might have jumped out of her head like a cartoon character.

"Never mind. They're going to do their own things this morning and get some when they head out" he said.

"Ok" she replied. "If you want some, I have plenty."

"Sure" he said smiling.

She got up and he followed her into the kitchen area. A little surprised and nervous, she got a mug, filled it and handed it to him as he sat on the barstool by the counter.

"So, what are you guys doing today?" He asked pleasantly.

"Well, my husband went deep fishing so I have the day to myself. Then when he returns we'll celebrate my actual birthday."

"He left you alone on your birthday?" he said with mock shock.

"No worries. We've been celebrating plenty" she said with a wink, even though he couldn't see it.

Why don't we go back outside? It's too nice to be inside" he said.

Relaxing, she replied, "good idea."

Sitting at the table he asked, "So why didn't you go with him?"

"I get violently seasick" she answered. "I barely made it through that little hour long cruise up and down the coastline yesterday."

"Ahh" he said understanding.

"So, why aren't you out surfing or playing volleyball or something?" She inquired.

"I plan to. It's just this morning I'm going out to some of the shops and pick up some stuff for my parents and sisters. And of course I have to get a shot glass for myself" he said smiling.

Helen returned his smile and replied, "I plan on doing the same thing in a little while."

"Cool! Maybe I'll see ya' there" he said as he turned and headed back to his beach house.

"Ok" she said after him still not sure if she recognized the voice or not.

When she finished her coffee Helen went back inside, took off the robe and put on some shorts over her swimsuit. She then coated herself with sun screen grabbed her hat and headed out the door.

Before she was out of sight of her beach house she heard a "Hey!" from behind.

Turning she saw her neighbor and said, "Hi...I'm sorry. I don't think we said what our names are. I'm Helen Warren."

"Nice to meet you Helen, I'm Kyle Banks" he said as they both reached their hands and shook. She admired the contrast between her pale and his rich dark skin.

As they walked Kyle mentioned attending State U. Helen replied, "Hey, that's where I went. In fact we live in Meadows Grove not too far from there."

"Well, we're practically neighbors. Again" he replied with a smile.

After shopping for a while and spending more money than she intended, she mentioned feeling a little hungry.

"I could use a little bite myself" Kyle replied.

Seeing a cart with cinnamon pretzels she unthinkingly grabbed Kyle's hand and headed toward is saying. "I love those hon, let's get some."

Realizing who she was with, she stopped in her tracks, and looked down at his large dark hand still engulfing her small very pale hand. A large bolt shot through her body as she stood there motionless.

"No problem" he said with a big smile as they continued holding hands. "The heat of the moment and all that. We all make mistakes."

Exhaling she replied relieved and turned on, "Thanks. I really don't know where my head was."

"Come on" he said he led her toward the cart hand in hand. "Let's get some pretzels."

After getting their food, Kyle insisted on paying then headed over to a bench not far away. Sitting down, both continued talking about various things like what their plans were for the next few days.

After finishing, she said, "Feel like hitting some more shops?"

"Sure." He replied. "I still need to get at least one more thing."

"Great." She said. "Also" she added, "I do apologize for grabbing you before. I swear for a moment I thought I was with my husband."

"Really, it's not a big deal." Taking her hand in his again, looking in her eyes through her sunglasses. Reaching, he took them off and gazed into her now squinting eyes. "Like I said we all make mistakes."

She was able to open her eyes a little and notice that he had the most beautiful shade of greenish eyes she had ever seen. She completely melted and didn't want to turn away or put her glasses back on.

Smiling she nodded and said.

"However, this is NOT a mistake."

She then leaned in and kissed him. Kyle, as if expecting it eagerly responded by kissing her back.

When they finally broke their embrace Kyle replied "WOW."

Still holding hands she said, "I don't know what the hell I'm doing, but we have about four hours to do it."

Standing up, they practically ran back to the beach house.

When they finally arrived, he attempted to take her to his place.

"No!" She said. And pulled him to hers.

After entering, the door didn't even close before they were in each other's arms. He reached behind her and deftly untied her swimsuit and pushed it down to her waist. As soon as her breasts were free, his hands were on them and his face was buried between them. She finally confirmed that he was the one talking about her and now, she was going to give him everything he wanted and more.

She unbuckled her pants and pushed them and the swimsuit down to the floor. She was now naked in front of Kyle who hadn't noticed because he was still molded to her breasts.

Finally pushing him away, she said, "ok, you got what you want, now let me see what I want!"

He quickly pulled off his shirt while she pulled down his swim trunks. Looking straight at his hard-on she marveled at its dark beauty. Immediately she engulfed it in her mouth, and began nibbling and sucking it as if it was the last cock on earth. After a few minutes, her knees were starting to hurt, so she stood up, grabbed Kyle's cock and led him into the bedroom.

Pulling down the sheets she got into her usual side as Kyle pounced on top. Passionately kissing her, he moved down to her breasts again and fondled and sucked them each. She was sure they'd be glowing red by the time he'd finish with her.

Finally he let loose and straddled her chest and put his cock between her luscious titties. She pushed them together while he pumped. She would bend her neck and lick the head each time it revealed itself from between her flesh. He continued pumping, then, when his breathing quickened and he picked up speed, she opened her mouth and accepted his cock's white eruption. It splattered her neck, face and mouth and pillow. As his last spasms subsided he leaned on the headboard while she licked the head of his penis tasting the salty treat she had just received. When he finally rolled off her and lay down on Rick's side of the bed, Helen looked at the ceiling and felt the semen run down her neck and shoulders and onto her pillow.

Turning over, she reached for his dick which almost instantly was hard again.

"Ready for round two?"

In response he rolled over on top of her, kissing her while with one hand rubbing his cock against her waiting pussy.

"Oh baby!" She squeaked as he pushed himself in her. Pumping hard guttural groans rhythmically escaped her throat. Lifting her legs over his shoulders he continued pushing himself into her hard. She didn't know why, but with her legs up, he was now hitting her in just the right spot for several orgasms to blast through her body. After the last few spasms coursed through her, she felt she wouldn't be able to move for a week. With Rick, she'd be lucky to have one medium orgasm. She'd never had several at one time.

As her senses came back, she realized that now his breathing was harder and he responded by pumping her even harder. Grabbing his face she pushed him into hers. Kissing and licking him he finally let out a loud grunt and he emptied himself into her. She could feel his penis flexing inside her with each spasm. Finally, he collapsed onto her and they both lay there; a sweaty mass of satisfied flesh.

She may have dozed off for a bit, but eventually she was able to get her senses back and look at the clock on the night stand.

Helen then said, "You know what? You started with a thirty nine year old and ended up with a forty.

"Well then, I hope you enjoyed receiving your present as much as I enjoyed giving it."

"Mmmm hmmmm" she replied with a big smile and nod.

Both fell asleep in that position and were only awakened when her phone started ringing. Groggily, she picked it up and hoarsely said, "Hello."

"Hey babe. You doing alright?" He asked sounding concerned.

"Oh yea. I had a busy day and was just napping."

"Good." They just finished cleaning the fish and I should be there in twenty minutes to grill us a special treat.

"Oh, hon, I've been bad", she said looking at the naked Adonis laying next to her; "I haven't started anything yet. No rush. I'll get things going right now."

"No problem" said Rick. "It's kind of late and I think just having a little fish is enough."

"Ok" came her reply as she watched Kyle get out of bed and stand there in his glory.

"Should we strip the bed?" He asked.

"No!" She said. Then smiling she continued, "I want to sleep on our wet spot tonight."

"But what about..."

"Leave it to me."

With that he exited while she watched his beautiful ass disappear down the hall.

She quickly straightened the bed, focusing on Rick's side, sniffed her semen covered pillow, and then ran out to join Kyle and pick up their clothes. Slipping them on, she considered going into the kitchen and started preparing the side dishes for the fish, but instead she took Kyle by the hand and led him to the sofa where they sat and kissed and fondled each other.