First, quick background. I was a fairly young mom and my ex son- in- law was a few years older than my daughter so the age difference is only 15 years, I am now 58 he is 43. She left him for another and nothing other than some flirting ever happened when they were together.
I always thought he was attractive and in great shape. From day one something was there but again, not going to happen. I had remarried an older man and sex was few and far between so yes the thoughts were there. When alone we would talk/borderline flirt. For example, on occasion I would "accidentally" walk into a room still buttoning my blouse, bend over at just the right time etc and would catch him look and give a smile. It's all I had. Once he needed to give me a ride somewhere and he showed up with a huge hard on set a top his thigh in tight jeans, very obvious, very intentional. Anyway, recent times are what your waiting for.
My daughter left him, but we stayed close as grandchildren are involved and we live close by. My husband and I have not had sex for many years, all he wants is companionship but I need more. As neighbors my ex son in law stops by to say hi or borrow tools at times. We have talked, really he is my only confidant. He once commented how good I looked and what a lucky guy my husband is and I laughed and explained his lack of interest. His answer was what a fool he is and that if he had me he would start and end each day on top of me. Definitely the most obvious of all our flirtations. At least to that point.
More recently when discussing the subject he said I needed a "friend with benefits" and that many guys would volunteer for the job. I said yeah more old guys like my hubby and he said no shot, told me I was bound to be more than just his older women fantasy. As he got off the couch I saw in his shorts that same hard on from that day years ago. I was about to explode.
I felt he was about to give up as he was doing all the work and I was not doing my share. I was scared. We both wanted it and trust each other completely but I was scared. He basically let me know where and when to be but I was scared. I posted for advise to a different site and although many responses were nasty, calling me names, telling me I was hell bound, that I was to be nothing more than a toy to him, most telling me as my one other friend/confidant had that I better prepare for my first anal experience, etc.. Some actually understood and where in similar binds, some offered great advice, I finally I took some.
I still could not go to him, scared. What I did was call and ask if he could stop by to remove a limb from my roof. Actually a twig I tossed there. He said he could come at a time that afternoon, when he knew my husband was at work. I "forgot" he was coming and was only in my robe when he showed. He took all of 2 minutes and removed the limb/twig. When he came in I said, and this was actually my own line, "thanks for coming and doing that for me otherwise I may have had to wait for a slight breeze to do so." He said he's glad I didn't wait because he had waited long enough to do this. He leaned into me and kissed me softly as he slid his hand beneath my robe and across my chest. I felt a wave of panic and my heart felt like it was pounding out of my chest. I was frozen.