Enjoying Life at 40  
By CrossmanX at crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - Comments and ideas welcome
Alison's enjoying her new life, until she finds out not all is how it seems!

Inspired by Viv - A follow on from, Life begins at 40 & Life carries on at 40

Enjoying Life at 40

Inside Terry's Gym, Alison was enjoying her work out, since she'd turned 40
and a chance meeting with a stunning strong black woman, the formally placid
Alison had changed. Not just her body, that was now firm and toned but also
her attitude, the days of being the dutiful wife and secretary in the firm
where her husband worked where over. Not that she had given up working, on the
contrary, her newly found confidence had been noticed and now it meant that
she was a women with a position in the firm. She even had her own secretary
now, Jodie, young, blond and busty, who had once been her husband, John's
secretary. John had been fucking the busty blond when she'd been his
secretary, just as he had done with all his secretaries in the past. But now
it was Alison that was taking Jodie, it was now Alison that was calling the
shots.

Things had certainly changed since that moment when Alison realised how she
had let herself go, when she decided to change and that fateful meeting with
the strong black woman Jasmin, and the realisation that she could change
(Reader may wish to read - Life begins at 40). Now the new Alison was enjoying
her life, enjoying it to the full, it was her that was taking the busty Jodie
over the office desk, it was her that was having the fun, it was her that was
grabbing life to the full.

She pushed out another ten reps, beads of sweat ran down her toned arms, 'that
was a good work out'. In Terry's Gym there was an 'exclusive' area for
'special customers', almost hidden away from the rest of the people that went
there. Alison stood up, grabbed a towel and rubbed herself down, satisfied
with what she had done today, then headed off to the showers. She stepped over
the unconscious body of a man in his mid 20's, as she reached the door there
was another man, a bit younger also lying on the floor, this one was battered
but not out cold. The woman casually grabbed him by his hair as she passed by
ARRRHHHH! Then dragged him along with her as she stepped into the changing
room and towards the showers.

The man was groggy and weary, as she pulled him along he moaned, becoming more
conscious of what was happing to him. At the showers Alison pulled off her top
and stepped out of her shorts. Her new strong naked body now on show, she
grabbed the man by his hair again, just then a figure stepped out of the
showers, tall, strong, black and naked, and also dragging and poor helpless
man along. "How was your?" Alison inquired of her friend, Jasmin looked down
at the young man at her feet "he did just fine, enjoy yours" the black beauty
dragged her toy along to the changing room. Alison entered the cubical, turned
on the shower and let the warm water cover her strong body. She pulled the
youth up onto his knees and next to that firm body, she looked down at him,
there was no need for words he knew that he had to please her or else!

Much later and Alison was about to leave the gym, she pulled on her knee
length black leather boots, that gave her a very special felling, and had
worked so well today for her. As she ran her hands up the boots she noticed a
slight mark on it, obviously one of the men hadn't done his job properly, it
annoyed her, next time she would rip their tongues out if hers boots weren't
immaculate! She stood, now time for her old beige raincoat, as she knotted the
belt she remembered how she used to be, like the coat, plain, boring. But now
she had changed, the coat reminded her of the past and how she had left that
behind, that's why she loved it so much. The boots and coat made her smile,
and now Alison Chambers the strong, confident, new woman left Terry's Gym. She
felt refreshed and invigorated by her work out, both in the gym and in the
shower and now it was time to go home. As she got in the car and headed home
she noticed the streets full of people, it was early evening and everywhere
was starting to come to life. It was getting busy so she took a short cut, she
didn't normally go this way but her enjoyment in the gym meant that she was
running later than normal.

She cut down a side road, traffic lights meant she had to stop, but that
didn't bother her. As they turned green and she was about to pull away
something out of the corner of her eye caught her attention. She wasn't sure
what it had been but something made her turn her head and as she did, there
walking down a side road was Phillip her son! He'd been such a disappointment
to her, turning out to be just like his father, a 'shit!' Worst of all Phillip
had known about his father's affairs, the son had held his father up on a
pedestal for getting away with it. He was envious, even proud of his father's
achievement in knocking off so many hot women, right under his mother nose.

Both father and son had thought that Alison had been such a dumb arse in the
past, when Alison had realised everything she had taken both her husband and
son down (Reader may wish to read the pervious story Life Carries on at 40).
Hurting them and putting them in their place, Phillip had escaped back off to
university, he had tried to ignore his mother, said she caught him off guard
and refused to believe that she was really that strong. Her son's denial of
what had happened, the beating she'd given him only went to amused Alison,
he'd disowned her, but that didn't bother her in the least. She knew at some
stage he would be back home and within her grasp, it seemed now that he was
within touching distance!

Alison throws the car into the nearest parking space and headed after him, she
hadn't know that he was back in town, must be staying at a friend's. If he was
back then she was sure that his father would know, those two where thick as
thieves. The father and son bond was strong, so if Phillip was back in town
why hadn't John said something, that annoyed her! As she headed down the road
she though more about her son being back and that John had said nothing, there
was no way that Phillip would be back here and not contact his father, and
John would certainly want to have seen Phillip. Just then Alison turned the
corner and in the distance down the road there was Phillip, her insubordinate
son, she tucked herself in a dark doorway and watched.

He was just stood there as if waiting for someone, the youngster looked at his
watch, defiantly waiting for someone, then out of a side turning a bit further
down an attractive young blond appeared. She waved to Phillip and made her way
to him, they embraced and kissed, Allison smiled, one thing she could admire
her son for was his taste in women. She watched as her son leaned forward and
whispered something into her ear, she pushed him away, the look on her face
told Alison that it was her son being him normal crude, ignorant self, a trait
she never admire. Whatever it was he'd said it had upset her, just then a taxi
coming the other way pulled over next to the 'loving couple'. The door opened
and out got John, her husband, the man that had told her he was working late
on the company's latest project. "Working late my arse!" Again she wasn't
happy, she'd been easily lied to by her husband. She'd thought he was working
late, she'd already planned to go to the gym to 'work out', and the thought of
a good work out had distracted her, she hadn't given John's excuse for not
being at home a second thought.

Alison could have kicked herself for being so easily lie to and believing it,
but instead she though it better to kick John. Father greeted son, a obvious
planned meeting, but then John went back to the taxi, he reached inside and
pulled out a sexy brunette, Alison started to see red. John was back up to his
old tricks, but this time he was making a better secret of it. Or was it that
Alison had just grown too quickly in confidence about herself and had become
blind to John's lies. After the beating that she'd given him he knew better
than to go back to his old way, well obvious not! But as Alison fumed inside
she noticed just how John was with this woman, it wasn't a loving arm around
her but he held her arm tight, and the look on her face said she wasn't happy
with it. John was being John, charm the girls then treat them like shit, it
was how he did things, Alison knew that.

Alison realised that her husband was back to his old ways, seeing another
women. There was a feeling deep inside of her, not a sickly feeling of
betrayal, John had been like this for years, but a feeling of anger and it was
growing. Alison had thought that after the display of how she'd changed, the
beating she'd given her husband that he would have learnt from that. After
that fateful day in his office, after he'd come back from his long 3 month
business trip, with Jodie. After she had shown off her new body and how strong
she was now, she'd believed that John would have learnt from that. At home he
had turned into the dutiful husband for his now dominate wife, at work he kept
his head down, even when Alison had been promoted, through a little pressure
she placed on her line manager George! John hadn't said a word when Alison had
first suggested the swooping over of secretaries, so Alison had the young
busty Jodie and John ended up with Alison's original secretary, Betty. A
rather overweight, and unattractive woman, but still very good at her job.
Alison had enjoyed the look of frustration in John's eyes at this swap over of
secretaries.

While Alison was having fun with Jodie in her office, John was forced just to
do work in his. But now it all fell into place, John had led Alison to believe
he was now a 'good boy', when in reality the loss of Jodie had hurt him but he
had moved on. After all Alison had let John still go away on his normal
business trips, for now he was accompanied by Betty and nothing was going to
happen there! But he had moved his 'play time' to outside of work.

She watched as the four of them headed off towards a set of well to do
apartments, 'Duke's Court' that name rang a bell with Alison. John got out a
key and the group went inside, that name, she had seen it before, heard John
say he was off to Duke's Court for business! Her face dropped another
revelation, this was a John's little hide away, somewhere to carry on with his
secret life, with other women, and now he was showing it all off to his son!
Alison couldn't take anymore she was going to make John pay for this, when she
reached the main door it was shut. She checked the names and address' buzzers
Mr J Chambers - Apartment 10, it was definite his place!

With her back to the door Alison thought calmly about what to do next, there
was a sudden BANG! She turned, a man had just come out of the door, "YOU! Open
that door and let me in!" The man was shocked at this strange woman's sudden
aggressive attitude to him, he ignored her and started to walk off. Alison was
in no mood to be polite WHACK! Her fist shot into his gut, winding the man and
doubling him over, then CRACK! Her knee shot up into his jaw, sending his head
spinning, he was groggy on his feet, Alison grabbed him, just then a taxi
pasted by, she hailed it.

A quick search of his pockets, a set of keys and a wallet, she throws the man
in the back of the taxi "he's not feeling that good, a bit under the weather
... " with her back to the driver CRACK! Her fist smashed into his jaw sending
the man clean out, she handed over a wad of money for his wallet "he's asleep,
won't be any trouble, take him to ... " She made up an address in a town 40
miles away, the driver saw the look on the woman's face, he wasn't going to
argue with her, took the money and drove off. Now she smiled, throwing the
wallet away she let herself into the building, 'now for Mr John Chambers in
Apartment 10!' She stood outside door number 10, she rolled her clenched fist
into her other hand, smiled then gently knocked at the door.

Inside and the Champaign was open, but that wasn't the only thing that was
chilled. The atmosphere went a bit cold when the suggestion that they were a
close father and son and shared everything was made, followed by John smiling
at his son's blond girlfriend and Phillip smiling at the brunette. Defiantly a
frosty moment 'KNOCK! KNOCK!' "Who the bloody hell's that?" John wasn't
impressed, he only had one thing on his mind, the sooner he got rid of whoever
was at the door the better!

He opened the door "what do ... ... " WHACK! Alison's fist entered the
apartment and with it a blow that knocked John down to the ground in an
instant. Phillip shot to his feet as his father was sent catapulting
backwards, his mother stepped inside "Shit!" Phillip was shocked to see her,
the two girls were also shocked to see John get hit, go down and a woman step
inside. The woman was old, but not unattractive, the brunette had an instant
feeling that it was John's wife. The blond had heard a couple of rumors about
Phillip's mum and guessed correctly as well.

"Heard there was a welcome back party ... So I invited myself" John grabbed
his aching jaw, Phillip was froze to the spot, an very uneasy feeling came
over him. Alison, enjoyed the awkward moment, she undone the old beige
raincoat, it feel to the floor, and to the amazement of the girls revealed a
strong mature woman. Wearing the knee length black leather boots, tight black
shorts and a cropped top, more suited to a younger woman, but very fetching,
and very sexy on her. Along with her raincoat it had become an 'outfit' that
she wore to some of her more 'special' work outs in the private part of
Terry's Gym. As she had just come from the gym, and was about to 'deal' with
John and Phillip, again, it seemed the most appropriate outfit. The girls were
stunned, by the way this older woman was dressed, but even they could admire
it, it certainly showed off the woman's great body, firm, strong, there was no
missing that. And although each of the girls wouldn't admit, well not yet, but
it did make her look very sexy.

A strong hand grabbed John, he was yanked up onto his feet WHACK! A fist drove
hard into his gut, and again, then SMACK! A really harsh backhand across
John's face that made everyone in the room real back in shock. She grabbed him
by his shirt, held him at arm's length then WHACK! Her fist drove into him
again, this time into his face THUD! Again she pounded him, again and again,
blood started to run down from his nose and mouth and onto her hand as she
carried on "STOP! Put him down!" Phillip found his voice, but was still fixed
to his spot. Her fist came back, then flow into John's face, she released her
grip and the father soared backwards. Now Alison turned towards the son and
her face told him he was in so much trouble.

But before he could do anything, speak or move the woman had already attacked,
the force of her blow knocked the lad clean over the couch he had been stood
in front of. The blond and brunette, who were sat either end of the couch,
where dumbfounded, they had never seen anything like this. The mother went
round pulled her son off the floor and drove her knee up hard into his body,
the lad cried out in pain, he cried out again and again as the mothers knees,
fists and boots set about him. A sense of pleasure now came over Alison as she
was dishing out the pain.

Phillip was knocked back down to the floor as Alison now turned her attention
back to her husband, she believed in dishing out the pain in equal measures.
The two girls eye didn't leave Alison as she moved back to John. Who was just
pulling himself together after his wife's 'welcome greeting' to him, she began
to knock him about his own apartment. Knocking him into tables, chairs, and
bookcase, anything that would hurt as he smashed into them. A hard upper cut
that flashed upwards into his jaw brought a sharp intake of breath from the
girls still mesmerised by how Alison, this older woman was beating this man.
John's head shot backwards then came flying forward, as if on springs,
straight into Alison boot, as her high kick caught the man just right.

John's body span round like some old fashion kids spinning top, she was
sapping the man's strength away with each punch and kick. John was staggering
on his feet when Alison again kicked out, swinging that boot up high so they
caught the man just right in the side of his head he span round, almost flying
he headed straight towards the girls on the couch. He landed, sprawling all
over them, their immediately pushed him of them, not wanting anything to do
with him.

Alison smiled at the girl's reaction; she pulled John up onto his feet SMACK!
SLAP! Holding him with one hand while the other hand came down hard across his
face, open slaps and backhands that pounded into him. Phillip had dragged
himself up to his feet; the sight of his father on his knees being smacked
around by his mother horrified him. The man he looked up to more than anyone
being slapped around by a woman, he couldn't take this, his hatred towards his
mother was at boiling point. He ran at her, there was a shriek from the blond
girl, she could see the anger in her boyfriend's face and was shocked that is
was directed at his own mother.

Alison turned saw her son coming at her, her knee came up, the top of that
leather boot sent into John's jaw sending him flying backwards and out the
way, then she reached out as her son was just about to pounce on her, grabbed
him by his top, turned and CRASH! ARRRHHHHH! She pulled him, dragging him
forward, over her hip as she turned and throw him down to the floor with a
heavy thud! She winded and hurt the lad, there was a giggle from the blond,
not a gasp of shock but a giggle, that told Alison she found that quite
amusing, a smile past between the older woman and her new younger blond
friend.

Alison kicked out at her son, that sexy leather boot sending him rolling
across the floor, another giggle from the blond lead to another hard kick to
the lad. With John in easy reach, her other foot had its own fun WHACK! The
brunette was now smiling, another kick into John's body lead to a smirk and a
hint of a laugh, Alison noticed that the two girls where a bit more receptive
to her treatment of John and Phillip. Their initial shock at Alison's entrance
and her beating of the men was now a sort of admiration for her skill and less
of a concern for the pain that the men were going through.

Alison pulled the two weary men up; she was disappointed with their
performance, SMACK! Blood easily ran from their swollen faces, bruises where
already visible, their eyes where vacant, she had smashed the sprit out of the
men far to easily, she was frustrated, knowing that she would have to crush
these men again to really make her point. But then again that wouldn't be a
bad thing, inflicting more hurt and pain into them would be enjoyable.

The two men where back their feet, both swayed around, Alison's initial strike
at them had taken its toll on them. She stood in front of them, the older
woman saw a chance here, she lurched forward and down CRACK! CRUNCH! One fist
drove into John's groin; the other drove into Phillips, the men screeched in
pain, the girl's gasped in shock and amazement. John and Phillip dropped too
their knees, each man held his groin in pure agony, Alison had put her
frustration and anger into those punches, and the men felt it! She stood,
looked down at the, so called, men, she could see tears running down her son's
face, her smile grew. But it was now time to inflict their final hit, she took
that step backwards WOOOSSSHHH! THUD! A roundhouse kick that slammed into the
side of John's head, her husband fell like a stone, his head smashed into the
floor WOOOSSSHHH! THUD! Another spin round and it was her son's turn, that
foot crashed into his head, Phillip followed his father to the floor, but this
time it was face first.

He hit the floor, his face hit the floor, and bounced, both the blond and
brunette laughed, now that did amuse them. Alison grabbed him and turned him
over, blood ran from his swollen, broken nose, she turned John upright as
well. Dragged the father and son next to each other, the men lay there in more
pain than they had even been in before their bodies battered, bruised, cut and
broken. She sat herself down on the large sofa between the blond and brunette,
she looked deep into each of their awe struck eyes. "Ladies is there anything
you want to do ... ... I mean to these two?" They looked at each other and as
if they both had the same idea at the same time, they stood. The blond went
over to John, the brunette over to Phillip "you boy's wanted to swap, let's
see how you like it." The girls each unzipped the man next to them, took out
their cocks and manhandled them to full erections. They then went about
milking the men to complete their defeat, they were rough and vicious,
draining the last remaining sparks of energy out of them.

Alison enjoyed watching the girls take their own revenge out on the men,
milking them 'till they both shot their load simultaneously, and both less
than impressive. They stood up, swapped back over and now stood over their now
ex-boyfriends, then each girl lifted her leg and CRACK! THUD! The girls
brought down their feet onto their ex's jaw, each man was now knocked out
cold, each had been defeated and hurt by Alison, humiliated by another woman
and knocked out by their girlfriends. It was the perfect ending for them.
"Well done ladies ... " They turned back to the attractive older woman,
energised by what they have just done, Alison is leant back in the sofa, arms
stretched out along the top. She looks gorgeous and so inviting, she crosses
her legs, the light catches on the long sexy leather boots, to give her an
even more alluring look "now as I was saying ... ... Is there anything you
ladies would like to do?"

As daylight flooded in through the windows the two men started to wake, their
bodies ached, sharp jolts of pain shot down their muscles and bones with each
movement as they came too. They struggled first to realise the state they were
in and adjust themselves, it was evident from the mess all over them and that
their trousers where unzipped, cock's still out what had happened. Then the
memorised started to flood back to both men, followed by the feeling of
humiliation and agony of aching bodies. They managed to dress themselves and
get up onto their feet. The room was a mess, they made sure that each other
was ok but could not bring themselves to look directly at the other, their
embarrassment was too great. They had each been beaten for a second time, in
front of each other, things couldn't get more humiliating.

The men realised that it was just them there, no girlfriends and more
important no Alison there, 'where had they gone?' John headed towards the
bathroom, it was just off the bedroom and as he opened the door to it "Ar
there you are!" A familiar voice greeted him as he stood there in the doorway,
his son joined him as he also recognised the tone, manner and sound of the
person that had spoken to his father.

Father and son looked into the bedroom, there in the centre was the king size
bed, that John had known well, but this time under those sheet was now laid
Alison, next to her on her right was the attractive blond and on her left the
equally desirable brunette. The two younger women where cuddled up to their
new 'friend' "well boy's ... " Alison was enjoying the shocked looked on her
husband and son's faces " ... I have plans for both of you, these a lot that's
going to change around here, first of all ... " she looked at John "...I'm
taking this place off you and it's going to become my little love nest, for my
two new friends here." The blond and brunette gave Alison a extra big hug
"..then I have some other plans for you.." She turned to Phillip " ... as for
you! ... " Her look and tone worried the hell out of her son " ... your coming
back home where your life is going to be hell!" If he wasn't scare before he
was now!

Alison gave the blond then the brunette a gentle kiss, she looked back at the
demoralised men "Right now boys, you look as if you're ready for your next
lesson from me and I'm going to make you beg for mercy ... ... !"