Epilogue

Evelyn Carter looked at herself in the locker room mirror as she fixed her hair and touched up her makeup. Yep, at age fifty she still had it going on. She and her sister Cindy had owned this gym for twenty years and had made sure they were the best advertisement.

Evelyn left the locker room and headed for the front door. As she walked past the desk, she looked at the girl behind the counter. “Nina, I’m headed next door for lunch.”

Nina glanced up from her keyboard and gave Nel a knowing smile. “Okay, have fun.”

There were no mysteries here. Nina knew just what was going on. She’d suspected for a while, but last week Evelyn had left, wearing shorts over her yoga pants, and had returned just wearing the shorts. It didn’t take a genius.

Evelyn walked next door and opened the door to the hobby shop with a key. Nel made sure the sign was flipped to “closed”. She and Mark had started these little afternoon delights about a month ago, on Tuesdays and Thursdays at a minimum. As two business owners, twelve-hour days, are the norm. That often doesn’t leave time or energy for any hanky-panky. This was their adjustment for that and it had been a great improvement in their lives. The fact that they worked next door to one another, made it easy.

Evelyn stepped into the hobby shop office and smiled when she saw Mark. He was fifty also and kept himself in great shape for her. His shirt was already off and she took in the sight of him. “Still yummy.”

Evelyn leaned in, threw her arms around her husband, and kissed him deeply. Mark reached around and grabbed Nel’s ass in both hands. He was continuously impressed at how tight it still was. Mark lifted her and sat her on his desk.

Ben’s wedding had been a frequent subject of conversation the last two weeks. So, it was no shock to Mark when Nel lapsed right back into it.

“I’m still amazed at how strange and fun their wedding was. I’ve never seen anything like it. I’ll admit though, it’s a little surreal that my daughter-in-law is only eighteen months younger than me.”

Mark lifted Nel’s halter top off and set to work freeing those beautiful breasts from their sports bra prison. “Yeah, imagine our Ben, falling for a mature woman? Who’d believe that?” Mark’s voice dripped with sarcasm.

As Mark’s mouth dropped over her left nipple, Evelyn hugged his head into her and laughed. “Yeah, imagine that. Remember that Angela woman? The bridesmaid?”

Mark mumbled with a mouthful. “Hardly notithed hur.”

It was Nel’s turn to get sarcastic. “Yeah, right. Cindy sure seemed taken with her, didn’t she?”

Mark switched breasts. “MmHmm.”

“Do you think it would be okay to ask if we can visit in a couple of weeks? I’d like to get to know my new daughter-in-law.”

Mark released Evelyn’s nipple and straightened. “That would be about a month after the wedding, right? I think that would be… appropriate.”

Nel smiled at her husband. “Good.” Then her face grew serious. “Mister, you are such a chatter-box, are you gonna shut up and fuck me or what?”

Mark didn’t bother with an answer, he just stepped between Evelyn’s legs and pulled her body into his. Evelyn wrapped her beautiful toned legs around him.

“Time to get busy,” Mark thought as he kissed Evelyn passionately.