It was a little over a year since Thomas had gotten divorced. He'd grown used to his little apartment, and soon found he enjoyed his new found freedom. At 51, he was as robust and fit as he'd been when he was 21. His jet black hair was only mildly speckled with grey - he didn't bother to dye it, since it made him more dignified. He was broad shouldered and strong from regular visits to the gym. He was naturally rugged and good-looking, looking at once rough and hardy, and cool and civilized. He had no trouble attracting women, and who wouldn't be attracted to a handsome, mature, and successful gentleman. There were plenty of divorced 40-somethings who might be interested.
Yet Thomas' attention fell on the girl next door. And just a girl she was! She was young enough to be his daughter. Yet she was just so beautiful and so sweet. They were good aquantances, she and him. Sometimes, he even found herself offering her fatherly advice. Though thier relationship was purely platonic, Thomas had always found himself staring at her. That was what attracted him to her in the first place. She had such a beautiful body, Thomas found he couldn't help but stare at her. Sometimes, he even got an erection, if he looked too long. At first, he scolded himself for just being dirty. Especially after she'd innocently gone up to him and introduced herself. What sort of filthy man was he? But after a while, Thomas just accepted what he was doing. She was just so damn pretty... If only I was 30 years younger[\i], he thought, stepping out onto his balcony one fine Friday afternoon after returning from work, just in time to catch his neighbor setting out on her afternoon jog.
Yet Thomas' attention fell on the girl next door. And just a girl she was! She was young enough to be his daughter. Yet she was just so beautiful and so sweet. They were good aquantances, she and him. Sometimes, he even found herself offering her fatherly advice. Though thier relationship was purely platonic, Thomas had always found himself staring at her. That was what attracted him to her in the first place. She had such a beautiful body, Thomas found he couldn't help but stare at her. Sometimes, he even got an erection, if he looked too long. At first, he scolded himself for just being dirty. Especially after she'd innocently gone up to him and introduced herself. What sort of filthy man was he? But after a while, Thomas just accepted what he was doing. She was just so damn pretty... If only I was 30 years younger[\i], he thought, stepping out onto his balcony one fine Friday afternoon after returning from work, just in time to catch his neighbor setting out on her afternoon jog.