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He was really looking me over with that quizzical look when a man wonders how you would be in bed. He had to be in his early twenties, and me forty-two with three kids and a stable husband. I did work very hard at keeping the right diet and working out. I had lost every bit of weight I gained during my three pregnancies. I was flattered; he found me attractive to stare at me from top to bottom.
When they look at you that way for that long, they are bound to come on to you. I waited, but nothing happened. I guess I was kind of disappointed. Maybe one way to break the spell of the moment was to drag my three kids in front of him. My daughter was seventeen, and my boys were eleven and eight. I am sure Kerri would be thrilled if a handsome young man like that would be coming on to her. I guess she would not be any different as I was, at his attention.
He disappeared in the crowd, and I went back to being a mom and a housewife. Good old steady George was always there for me. I sometimes feel ashamed of what I did to him. Kerri is not his child. He thinks so, but I was pregnant from a one-night stand, and I put the make on George, who I quickly married, and quote "delivered early." George accepted my bullshit story and still thinks Kerri is his child even though she bears no resemblance to him.
George is not terrible in bed. It has become a routine that is pleasurable but not fulfilling. The only time I have come to close being unfaithful to him is at his office Christmas party. George was aggravated at me for wearing something so revealing. My breasts were exposed more than I realized as the night wore on, and the dress kept shifting down. George was more interested in a secretary who wore less than me. George's boss kept feeding me drinks and spent a large amount of time with his hand on my ass.
Mr. Blose kept up a constant patter of wanting to show me his office while his hands explored me. He would grab my arm to emphasize a point, and his fingers would be against my breast, pushing them further to the front opening of the dress. And, of course, his eyes went immediately to the front of the dress. I really don't know if he saw a nipple or not, but it had to be close.
I finally excused myself to go to the ladies' room. Another woman was in there, took one look at me, and said, "Honey, if you wear something that low, Bill Blose is going to want to fuck you." She sounded like the voice of experience, and before I could say anything, she was out the door. I shifted my dress back up as high as I could and went out to meet the world. It did not take long for Bill to find me. I had drunk too much, and Bill kept supplying the Manhattans.
Bill started a new strategy by talking about George's career and how he thought he had a great future. The obvious hint is that I could ruin George's career by being uncooperative. When he asked again about showing his office to me, my inhibitions had left me, and I was willing to give George's career a boost. With all the pawing and the telling me how beautiful I was, I was horny, and my panties were soaked. I turned to him and let my hand pushed the dress down slightly. I had no idea what was exposed, and I was said something stupid, like, "I would like to see your office layout." With the emphasis on the 'lay', I don't know if he heard that or not. His eyes were glued on what was exposed. Bill Blose was getting hard, and I loved it. He started to lead me to his office with his hand on my ass when George came up and announced we had to get home to the babysitter.
At that point, I think there were two very disappointed people, but it did save me from being unfaithful. George and I left, and I did see Bill follow my every movement. I think he liked my ass. We got home, and I think the hot secretary had gotten George all horny. I certainly was from Bill. We went to bed and fucked like crazy. That is how my first son was conceived. I was fertile and shivered at the thought of coming close to having Bill Blose's kid. It would be just like me to have no protection like conceiving Kerri after a one night stand.
*
It was laundry day, and wouldn't you know it, the damn thing would not work. I fussed with the fuse box, but that didn't do a bit of good. So it was off to the coin laundry. I robbed my youngest son's piggy bank for a handful of quarters, dumped a load of clothes in a bag, and off I went. There were only three people in the laundry, and lo and behold, my young twenty-something friend was sitting there. He saw me and waved to me. I returned the wave like we were old friends.
The next thing I did was reach into my laundry bag and hook my little finger on a pair of my bikini panties. I started shoving the clothes into the washer and, at the right moment, flicked the panties to the floor. He could not miss them. I scooped them up and threw them into the washer. I guess I wanted to show him I was a hot chick, even though I was forty-two and had three kids. The smile on his face told me he got a good look at them. George likes them, and I always wear them when I think he wants a little. For some reason, George enjoys fucking me in black bikini panties. I guess all men are the same. There is something about a woman's panties that turns them on.
I put it the quarters and detergent and sat down with a magazine. I got out my vape and turned it on, and took a deep drag. My young friend got up and came over to me and sat down next to me. He casually said, "Those things are not good for you."
"Better than what I used to suck constantly."
Being cute, he asked, "And what were those?"
I had used the word suck instead of smoke, and he came right back asking me what I was referring to. My answer was suggestive, but I was in the mood. I said, "Two actually, one turned out to be good, and one turned out to be bad." Why I said what I did is not the smartest thing to get into, but I did.
"I can guess what the bad thing was, but the good thing I would like to know more about."
"I am sure you would, but it is more fun if you guess."
He leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Cock."
I sat there wide-eyed that he would say to me, but he was right. I was getting wet chatting like this.
"My name is Eddie, and I hope I haven't shocked you."
"I am Julie, Eddie it would take more than that to shock me."
"How about this? Would you go with me to an amusement park?"
"Eddie, I am married, and my husband would not approve."
"Julie, I am not asking your husband. I am asking you, I think you are bored, and a little fun in your life would do you good."
He was right; I was in a rut. The kids were in school, and any amusement park would almost be empty at the end of the season. Without hesitation, I said, "When?"
"Friday, I will pick you up right here."
I could almost not believe what I just did. I accepted a date with a man half my age, but I said, "I will be here at 9:30."
"Good! I like your panties, by the way. Very sexy. Bet they are sexier on you."
"We will see. I will wear the black ones for you Friday."
I don't know what the hell I was doing. I had accepted a date and going to wear panties he liked. It was like telling him, 'Want to fuck me? I am all yours.'
I went home, and one more time, George had the benefit of me being worked up at the weirdest place, the laundry. George's only comment was, "God, Julie, you were wild tonight!" I even sucked him thinking about my young friend.
I even thought of keeping Kerri home from school and letting her go with Eddie. She has told me she has sucked her boyfriend, who is a senior, like herself. George doesn't know it, but I do have her on the pill. I am sure by now they have gone all the way. I am sure she would love to be at an amusement park with a twenty-plus-year-old. I put all the good thoughts out of my mind. I was going because that young man turned me on something fierce.
With my big date approaching, I had tried on every casual outfit I owned. The mini skirt definitely won for the bottom. The blouse was a hard decision. I intended to look as young as I could. I decided on a cropped loopy necked blouse that was perfect with no bra. I had made up my mind to be bra-less for Eddie. My new sandals were added, and of course, those black bikini panties he liked. With my hair in a ponytail, I stood in front of a mirror and moved enough to see how much you could tell I was bra-less. It was perfect, and the blouse was loose enough that my nipples did not protrude. Of course, bending over with such a loopy top, one got a display of boobs that my George always called gorgeous. I think Bill Blose felt the same way, although his hands were on my ass most of the time.
All in all, I liked what I saw in the mirror. With my midriff bare, the short mini, and my boobs moving as I walked, I was a perfect specimen for any young man who wanted to fuck. I had already made up my mind to let him do that if he asked. It was almost the same feeling as George's boss. Sometimes I wished that George had not interrupted. One more look in the mirror and I said, "Sweetie, if you don't get laid in this outfit, you are slipping."
The doorbell rang, and I went to the door and opened it. It was the UPS driver who needed a signature for a package. I don't think he saw anything but me. He was smart enough to hold the signature pad low for me to sign. By bending to sign, showed him more than he expected. I looked up. His eyes were still admiring my breasts. He left saying, "Thanks, Julie, have a nice day." Now when was the last time I had a UPS driver say my first name? He was an interested man, and he knew about the three kids. It is incredible what a little youthful outfit can do for you.
I arrived sharply at 9:30, and my young stud was waiting for me. Eddie looked around the laundry, and with nobody in the place, casually said, "Julie, you look so fuckable."
"Thank you, kind sir. I hope you find out."
I amazed myself, agreeing to fuck him. A door opened and who I think was the owner walked into the main room. I had seen him before here at the laundromat. I am not sure he heard my conversation with Eddie, but he looked at me and winked. His eyes devoured my body, and I loved it. Eddie hastened me out the door, and we drove to the amusement park, Eddie taking looks and my legs jutting from beneath the miniskirt. He asked, "You wear my favorite panties?" I lifted my skirt and showed him. I was becoming a brazen youth at forty-two.
We got to the park, and he came around to help me out the door. Sure... He was more interested in seeing those black panties again as I got out of the car. At that moment, I wished I hadn't worn them and let him see what he really wanted. Getting out of the car, I brushed my hand across the bulge in his pants. He took me by the hand and led me to the entrance. It was almost perfect, with no crowd of people at all.
Our first ride was the bumper cars—only a few cars in action with no crowd watching. Eddie got into a car, and I got into another. Eddie was chasing me in his car but then make a quick U-turn and catch me coming the other way. He would hit me at a 45-degree angle. It was quite a jolt. He kept it up, and a crowd gathered. The operator kept the ride going. It then dawned on me that my boobs would almost fly out the top of my blouse every time he hit me, consequently the crowd. They even gave him applause on perfect exposure hits. I was being used for the crowd's pleasure, and I did not like it. I got out of the car and ran for the exit, my tits bouncing all over the place. Little cheers of "Great set!", "Hot Rack!" was acclaimed by the crowd. I was pissed enough, pulled up the cropped blouse and showed them my George and UPS approved breasts. Did get a loud cheer for that.
Eddie caught up with me and asked, "You pissed at me?"
"What the fuck was that, Eddie? I came here to please you, not some delinquent kids."
"I am sorry, Julie, but you don't know how fucking hot you are."
Compliments like that always calm me down, and once again, I was in his mysterious presence. What a hold this young man had on me. With my hand in his, he led me to the roller coaster. The drops and negative g's had the same effect on my boobs, and he watched them closely. Eddie definitely was an admirer of my breasts. When the hell was he ever going to touch them. George's boss had touched them more that night of the Christmas party than my Eddie has
The next ride was the Log Flume. Eddie got into the log. I looked down on him and knew where I wanted my ass on this ride. I stood over him with my legs spread. I would not have minded if he reached up and touched me. I stood there long enough to hint it was OK, but he didn't. Not like my George that I did the same thing with him and got me my youngest son. I sat my ass down right on his bulge and nestled into him. I don't remember the ride at all. I only remember his hot body against me and the feeling of wanting pleasure. On the way out of the ride, a log came down and splashed water on the people exiting. I was soaked. Eddie laughed, and eventually, I did also. He took my hand and said, "Julie, it is time for the Fun House."
We entered the Fun House, and the first encounter was distortion mirrors. On my first look into a mirror, I could not believe it. The blouse was soaked and clung to every inch of my breasts. I might have well been nude. No wonder people were looking as we walked over here. I looked at Eddie, and his pants were wet. I said, "You got soaked too."
"That wetness is not from that ride. That is from you, baby."
The usual clown and horror mannequins were next and finally total darkness. I stopped and let him run into me. His hands went immediately under the cropped blouse, and my breasts were lovingly touched, and my nipples were touched, making them aroused. I ached for him. I turned, and our first kiss was more pleasure than I could ever imagine. His tongue explored my mouth, and little bites on my lips soaked my panties, for from the Flume ride but from moisture for penetration.
"Julie, I used to work here in the summers. I know a storage room in the Fun House. I would like to show you."
All I could think of at that moment was George's boss wanting to show me his office, but I was craving at this very moment to see Eddie's storage room. The room was stuffed with clown faces and nude mannequins, but I did not care as long as Eddie took me. He slipped off my blouse, and there was enough light for him to admire them without all the gyrations. He kissed my nipple, which made me flow all the more. He pulled down my panties. He took them off and kissed the crotch. I fumbled for his zipper, with a few experienced moves, I had his cock in my hand. Its head was wet, and l leaned down and cleaned it with my tongue, which only made him leak all the more. We eventually were both
nude as the mannequins in that room.
"Julie, I would love to fuck you, as I have from the first day I saw you."
"Funny, we had the same thought."
"I dream every night of fucking you and eating your pussy."
"And I dream of sucking that cock of yours, but let's stop talking about it and make our dreams come true."
With that, I was put on a dirty old couch of some exhibit, and Eddie fucked me so wonderfully. My legs spread, he penetrated me and rode me very high. The ridge of his cock was continually rubbing my clit. Of course, we did not come together, but it was damn close. I was never fucked like that in my life. I will always cherish that bountiful pleasure given to me by this young man. At forty-two, I thought, "Where have you been all my life?"
We did not leave that storage room for the rest of the day, and only rides of each other were in our deeds. Eddie did eat me. Oh god, was he good. I did suck him off and loved the taste of his cum. He wanted me to swallow it, and I did. We always kissed after doing the oral thing. It was so hot!
We finally made our way out of the Fun House. We had not eaten a thing since the morning, and mine was only coffee. We walked around the grounds holding hands like young lovers. I shot went up my spine when I heard, "Julie, is that you?" The voice of Bill Blose rang in my ears. There I was bra-less in a mini skirt, holding hands with a young man; he knew he had me anytime he wanted. Of course, he said, "How are George and the kids?"
"You back, Bill?"
"Yes, up the ladder and with a new office besides. I would like you to see it soon."
"George and the kids are fine. He is still working hard for you. This is Eddie, an old family friend."
"Yes, I could see that as you were walking down the pathway. Nice to meet you, Eddie."
He was rubbing it in because he could easily see Eddie had his hand on my ass, Bill's favorite location on me. I knew I was going to be fucked on the 6th floor. I only wanted Eddie not to get jealous. Besides, I had heard Bill Blose had an over-sized cock that was magnificent to see, among other things. Bill finished with, "I will call you, Julie."
"Looking forward to it, Bill."
I actually was by what I had heard. If you have to do it, go, first-class, as the old saying goes.
For the next year, Eddie and I met whenever I could get away. The kids and George being the main obstacle in the way of our romance. In the autumn, Eddie fucked me in a boat on the river. We went hiking in a state park that had a beautiful waterfall. We went off the path, and he was fucking me when a group came down the path, saw us, and laughed, but we came anyway. We parked on a less-traveled highway, and he bent me over the back of his car and fucked me. Two vehicles went by, but Eddie never missed a stroke. During the winter, I sucked him in an art gallery. A movie showing an X rated movie motivated us to fuck in the balcony. Simultaneously, two kids jacked off at the film, and four rows behind them, it was actually happening. Eddie got a pilot to fly us to 5,280 feet in the spring, where Eddie joined the mile-high club, and lucky me joined too. The pilot wanted a blow job, but I said, "No! Who is going to fly the plane?"
"He will land, and you can do it for him if you want." This was a jealous remark because he knew about the Bill Blose situation. Eddie was not happy about it but understood why I had to do it. I would have sucked the young pilot; being young and cute, He looked delicious. I could not believe how much of a whore I was becoming, but the thought of blowing somebody that young was sexy to me.
Our spring fuck was under a tree in a park. It was very romantic as he mounted me like my true lover always did. My pussy engulfed that cock of his, and I wanted to never let it go. I did jack Eddie off in a church choir loft. Talk about being oversexed and horny.
*
Bill called early autumn and apologized for not getting back to me sooner. He said he had his secretary clear his calendar all day Thursday if that was a good day for me. I told him that would be fine. I asked him what he would like me to wear to show his office to me. He told me he wanted me to wear than the dress I had worn at the office Christmas party. I told them that it was gone, but I had a lovely dress, a somewhat short skirt, and a sheer top. I emphasized a totally sheer top. I would have to wear a matching jacket on me or get arrested in his lobby. I could hear him almost drool. He did ask in I was protected from conception, and I told him I have had my tubes tied since our first encounter. He was pleased but asked about Eddie if he was a fling or something steady. I told him he was very regular, Bill made only two comments, that Eddie seemed young for me and did George know.
"Eddie may be young, Bill, but so hard and so lasting. George does not know, and I want to help his career."
"You have it in your power to make George happy in his career."
We ended our conversation, and I was surprised I was wet. I guess I am more attracted to Bill Blose than I thought. I got out my gray dress with the sheer top and put it on. This was the first time I was ever going to wear it as George would have went bananas if he ever saw me in it, and I expected to wear it somewhere. The skirt was shorter than I remember but long enough to not wear panties, and I didn't plan to wear any. I put on my spiked strapped heels that made the dress sexier than I remember. It had been a long time since I bought it. I looked in my full-length mirror. My breasts were totally exposed. Nothing was hidden. The sheerness emphasized my nipples. I slipped on the jacket, and it covered enough but did show openness to my belly. Two breasts hinted at what was below the jacket. Looking at myself in the mirror, I looked like a high-class call girl from toe to pixie cut (Eddie's idea). I said to myself, "Mr. Blose, I hope you can handle this." I am sure he could because the roomer was he had fucked half of his female staff. Everybody gets ahead someway.
Wouldn't you know it, Eddie wanted to take me fucking, and I had to tell him where I was going. He was not happy. George gave me a kiss goodbye that morning, and when he left, I started getting ready.
After a shower, makeup, and hair, I put on the dress that made me feel feminine and sexy. I arrived at the plaza and went to the front desk, saying I had an appointment with Mr. Blose. I was immediately told to take the elevator to the 6th floor. I thought I heard one guard tell another, "That lucky bastard."
Seems like everybody knew I was here to fuck. I was met at the elevator on the sixth floor by a sexy young woman who could have been a supermodel. Why he was trying to fuck me instead of her, I will never understand. Men or just men, I guess, or he didn't get his way last Christmas at the party.
Bill Blose greeted me with, "Julie, you look fabulous!" while looking me over in a very sexual and intimidating way.
"Can I offer you a drink?"
"Oh, Bill, it is early, but why not."
He did show me his three-room office, and the one that was a bedroom he gave the most detail. I wondered how many times that dolly outside had been on that bed. Or at least how many woman, and I was about to join the crowd.
"Julie, can I hang your jacket."
"I am good for right now, Bill."
Although I did pop open the button that held the front of the jacket closed. That sure tweaked his curiosity. I had enough tit showing to make any man hard. He handed me a drink and leaned forward to kiss me, and I gladly accepted and returned the same to him. His hands went immediately to my ass. Bill coyly said, "Ah-ha, no panties for Julie, just like last Christmas." He was wrong, but I let him dream on about that night. I thought it was time.
"Bill, it is warm in here. Would you mind if I took off this jacket?"
Before he could answer, I had it off and draped over the many chairs in that office.
"You fucking gorgeous bitch. No wonder that young stud is so enamored."
It certainly wasn't a romantic statement, be he was all over the top of my dress. I felt him pawing for my pussy, and I lifted the skirt and let him feel it bare. He did have experienced hands at manipulating cunt. My dress was off, and I stood there in my sexy heels.
"Julie, I want to fuck you in every hole you got."
In all the pricks I have let in me, nobody had ever wanted to be in my ass. It did sound different, so why not, I thought. When he took himself out, I was more than happy as I never had anyone that big in all my shenanigans. I knelt down in front of him, anxious to see if I could get that thing in my mouth. Oh god, what a mouthful. I didn't want to let him cum in my mouth because I didn't want to drown with liquid going in and my throat being clogged. I took him out of my mouth and said, "Bill, I want you to fuck me with this monster."
It all happened so fast. Bill was nude; I was on the bed with my legs spread. Bill was on top of me, and I was helping him put it in me. All the way in, I was in heaven. My pussy was full, and the pleasure was almost unbearable. I didn't have to worry about his ridge hitting my clit because his cock couldn't miss anything in there. He did cum, and I was glad he didn't do that in my mouth. He kept squirting as he grunted. The whole thing makes me go into an orgasm. He just kept pumping, which make me squirm all over the place.
Bill was no slouch when I came to recovery. He was ready to go again and put me on my knees with that ass he liked so much in the air. I felt him kissing my hole between my cheeks and then started licking me. I never realized it was that sensitive there. I had heard that it was, but his entry into my ass hurt, but what a sensation. His stroking gradually turned to pleasure. He did cum in me once again. He withdrew, and now I was leaking his cum from two holes. Life is good!
We spent the day fucking and sucking. I even asked him if he had the good looking babe outside his office in this bed.
"Many times. She will go both ways if you are interested."
I always wondered what it would be like but turned it down. I had enough sex in my life right now. I was fucking three men. Could the USP driver be far behind? I did leave his office and had to get home before the kids and George wandered in. I did have many tours of that office and enjoyed every one of them.
As the elevator door opened, there stood my George.
"Julie?"
"George! Is that why I didn't find you in your office."
He looked at how I was dressed, and I said, "I bought this to see if I could get you to do me in your office. Kids, coming home from school, no time now, have tor run." I do not know if he bought it or not, but I am sure he didn't think I was fucking Blose half the day.
*
I got home, and Eddie was waiting for me by our garage. I said, "Eddie, what are you doing here? You know you can't be seen here. My kids are coming from school. Don't ruin this, for god's sake." He pushed his way inside my home and followed me into the kitchen.
"All I could think of was you fucking that bastard. I want to fuck you right now."
"You know damn well we can't do that here."
The front door opened, and Kerri walked in and came straight to the kitchen. She saw Eddie and asked. "Eddie, where have you been, the school has been looking for you all day, but I am glad you are here. Mom, this is Eddie, and he proposed to me last night. We are going to be married. He and I have been going together since our junior year. I am sure you will learn to love him, as I do."
"Ah, SHIT!"
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