Jim took a drink of his beer and casually said,”Ellen said you and Carl don’t have sex much.”
Pam was taking a second drink of her beer and sputtered as she heard his statement.
She looked at Jim with pink cheeks as she mumbled,”I…aw…we….you know….Ellen shouldn’t have told you that.”
“Yea well she did. She also told me she told you that after menopause you won’t want to any more.” Jim said.
Pam looked at the floor as she said,”Yea, she did say that.”
“I can tell you it’s true. I don’t get it very much any more. If I could find someone who could keep a secret I’d love to get some strange stuff.” Jim said.
“You…would?” Pam asked.
Jim gulped the last swallow of his beer, stepped close to Pam as he set the empty on the counter. He put a hand on the counter top on each side of her so that she was penned in.
He leaned in until his face was only a few inches from hers as he said in a low voice,”Yes I would. And Ellen tells me you would too.”
“I…aw….she really shouldn’t have told you that.” Pam stammered.
“Hmmmm, well it’s to bad you don’t consider an older guy. I know one that would love to and would never tell anyone.” Jim said.
“What? I…..I….I….” Pam stammered, unable to say anything.
“I need to get home and get supper going.” Jim said as he stood and headed for the door, “Thanks for the beer.” he said over his shoulder as he stepped out.
Jim walked home wondering if he had just set up a chance to fuck his neighbor, or screwed it up royally. He was apprehensive that she would mention to Ellen what he had said. He was pensive all evening thinking about it. Ellen noticed when she got home, commenting on it after supper. Jim told her he was just tired, then beat a hasty retreat to bed. The next afternoon he didn’t see Pam in the back yard as usual, nor the next day or the next. Ellen casually mentioned that she had talked to Pam several times and the young woman seemed to have something bothering her, but wouldn’t say what it was. On Friday he came home and decided to move the planters Pam had asked him to move the week before.
It took him almost an hour and as he worked he realized the lawn needed mowing again. He decided to mow it the next day. When he was finished he knocked on the back door to tell her he was done. Pam opened the door a few seconds later dressed in her usual pair of tight leggings and a tight tank top. Jim loved seeing her in leggings and such a tight top. He thought it suited her well, showing off her double D tits and shapely legs.
“Hey all done with the planters.” He said.
Pam would meet his eyes as she said,”Aw..thank you.”
She said nothing more. The silence stretched out for a long while. Jim finally decided she must be angry or disgusted at what he said last time he was there.
” It’s kind of hot out here. I could use something to drink. Well I guess I’ll go…” He began only to be interrupted by Pam blurting,”Would you..like a….a beer?”
“Sure!” Jim replied with a grin.
He followed her to the kitchen where she pulled out two beers, opened them, handed him one then proceeded to take a huge drink from hers.