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I'm 40, and started having wet dreams
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At 44 I still have a good figure, two grown up kids and a stagnant
sex life, To make my life interesting I have always dressed
in sexy clothes. High heels, mini skirts.even when I go
shopping.I love guys looking at me. For years I had been
shopping at my local fruit store. The owner was a very fit
greek guy, His wife , a big woman, worked in the store. I
had flirted with Peter the owner for years and gradually
starting wearing more revealing clothes, so much so that
his wife used to follow me around the store so I wouldn't
be with her husband alone.As a promotion the adjoining
wine shop, Deli and the fruit shop were going to hold a wine
and cheese night in the stores. I arrived late with my husband.
We had been out to our annaversary dinner. I was dressed
in my sexist sheer mini dress with stockings and the highest
stillettos.In the right light you could see my g string
thru my dress. Peter rushed over when we arrived and offered
us a wine. My husband had no idea that I was so familiar with
peter. Another very handsom guy was standing nearby, just
staring at me. I realized that the temporary flood light
they had rigged up was behind me and I must have looked naked
from his view.My husband disappeared into the wine store
, he was already drunk. I asked Peter who the handsom guy
was. He explained he was the owner of the whole shopping
centre. He also explained that his wife had already left.
He was obviously exicited. Damien, the land lord approached
and asked if I was enjoying my drink. I suggested it was a
bit heavy and would really enjoy a champagne. He disappeared
into the wine store.He arrived back in a couple of minutes
with 2 bottles of icy cold french champagne. He didn't
want to open them in front of the other guests.Peter suggested
we go to his office and drink it there. Peters office was
at the side of his store and had one way glass overlooking
the party gathering. It was small with a desk and a small
sofa along one wall. We opened the first bottle.and toasted
each other. Damien was all over me , as was peter. I was a bit
concerned about my husband and was standing looking thru
the one way glass, I could see him in animated conversation
with a couple of guys. Peter stood behind me and told me he
stands here and watches me when I came in to shop.He moved
right up behind me and put his arms around me and cupped my
boobs in his hands, saying he had wanted to do that for ages.
I pushed back and rubbed by butt against his erection, he
was rock hard. He pulled his hands out and flicked the straps
over my shoulders and my dress dropped to the floor. I was
standing there in my g-string, stockings and high heels..and
nothing else. Damien nearly fell over and immediatly started
taking his pants down, and shirt off. He was super fit and
well hung.He sat down on the arm of the sofe and I bent over
and took his dick into my mouth. He moaned. I was wet. Me bending
over in front of Peter was too much for him. I could feel his
bare body behind me. He slid his dick between my legs and
I guided him in. He pumped hard , he had obviously thought
of this for some time, I rocked with him and Damien kept groaning.
Peter came and I felt myself fill with warm fluid.I stood
up and lay back on peter as he relaxed and held me.Damien
stood and lifted me behind the knees and thrust into me.
I was sandwiched between Peter and Damien. It was too much
for me and I came in a wave that I had never felt before, It
kept coming..Damien was exploding now, we all collapsed
in a heep on Peters desk! We lay motionless for a few moments
then I stood to look for my husband and I could see him looking
around, I dressed, but was still soaking wet. my g string
was useless and I had wet stockings. I put my dress on and
adjusted my hair and walked out to my husband. Peter followed
and we tried to hold an intellegent conversation.Just
as well my husband was drunk.. A couple of other guests were
giving us strange looks, so I convinced my husband to leave.
Peter slipped me a card with Damiens cell number.Lets do
it again..My husband and I walked home, and he was all over
me..he said I looked and smelt sexy..I told him I was wet
for him.very wet! He grabbed me the minute we reached our
door.He was fired up..maybe he knew? He never said.
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