I hate when my husband goes on business trips, because I end up doing all the chores in addition to my regular job. My son used to do these things, but he’s away at school. The last time my husband was away for two weeks, I had the house immaculate when he came back, and he didn’t appreciate it—I’d done all of his work! I vowed, never again!
There’s a younger guy at my job that I sometimes have lunch with. He’s a paid intern who doesn’t mind being at my beck and call. As soon as my husband said he had a trip coming up, I decided to get Alan to do his chores. He’s 19, the same age as my son—not too tall but built like a wrestler. I suspected that he had a thing for older women, which I intended to use to my advantage.
The morning my husband left, I told Alan I might need help around the house if he could spare the time. I said I’d fix him lunch and dinner if he came over Saturday afternoon. We were having lunch at the time, and he got so excited, he knocked his soda over. When he jumped up from the table I spotted a bulge in his pants. I’d never done anything like this, but if he felt that way, why not?
I am 33 years old, married to a wonderful husband, and have two beautiful kids. Last month Fred, my husband, turned 35, and we went out to celebrate his birthday. I wore a tight black skirt, a red blouse unbuttoned halfway down to show my cleavage, stockings and heels. I must say that I looked pretty hot, a fact that my husband’s admiring glances attested to, as did those of the male patrons at the club we ended up at.
I was having a lot of fun as the evening moved along. I felt wild and horny, and I got even hornier when Fred introduced me to the handsome young bartender, whose name was Troy. When Troy got a break he asked me to dance, and I accepted.
Troy held me tightly as we danced, so tightly that I felt his hard-on press against me. Then I felt him squeeze my butt. Still caressing my ass, he suggested I let him show me around the establishment. When I told Fred that Troy was going to give me a tour, he gave me a quick nod and a knowing smile.
Johnny and I had been best buds since third grade. I’d do anything for him, and he’d do the same for me. One day during our freshman year in college he came to me after class and said he needed “a very big favor.”
“Anything,” I said.
“W-well,” he stuttered, “it’s k-kind of weird.”
“Anything,” I said again.
“Thanks,” he said, “Can you come by around 8:30?”
“Sure,” I said.
Johnny still lived at home with his mom. His dad had left a year before. When I got there, around 8:20, he was on his porch waiting for me. We sat and talked, until at last I said, “What’s up?”
My daughter and her boyfriend recently left the military and moved in with me until they could find good jobs and a place of their own. For me at 43, after living alone for several years, it felt good to have them. It felt especially good to have a man in the house again.
Within a few weeks my daughter indicated that they were getting close to having “an announcement,” which pleased me. Nate’s a great guy—good-looking and fit, with a great personality.
My daughter took a job working nearby which left Nate and me home alone in the daytime, since his job entailed several weeks of swing shifts each year. One day while she was working, after he took his shower he came up behind me while I was making breakfast, still wearing my sleep shirt and panties. I turned around and the towel around him simply dropped! We were about face-to-face. He tried to pick it up in a quick move and accidentally bumped my head. I fell back, but he grabbed me before I hit the stove and pulled me to him. His cock pressed into me, and wow, did it feel good!
About six months ago my wife Nora went up to visit our daughter at college for a weekend. Originally we were both supposed to go, but there was a last-minute emergency at my business, and I was forced to stay behind while my wife drove up alone. When she returned two days later, she was looking a little guilty, and she said she had something to tell me. Leading me up to the bedroom, she began her story.
Nora and Kate, our daughter, have always been close—more like sisters in some ways than like mother and daughter, despite the 22-year age difference between them. When Nora arrived she met Kate at her sorority house. Nora had, as it happened, been a member of the same sorority back when she was in college, and as a former member she was welcomed and made much of by all the girls. She found herself being treated more like a contemporary than like an older woman, which she found quite flattering.
After giving birth to three kids, my sexy 32-year-old wife Arlene has developed a very plump pubic area, with delightfully prominent vaginal lips. Although I find it very sexy, she has always been self-conscious about it, and gets sort of embarrassed when she wears a bikini or tight jeans, since they tend to show off the shape of her crotch.
About three weeks ago our local radio station began running promos for a bar in our area that was having a “camel toe contest,” with a cash prize of $500. I urged Arlene to enter, but she kept saying no. Finally, however, she reluctantly agreed to give it a try.
The night of the contest I got her to wear a pair of white lace panties underneath a pair of tight white cut-off shorts, which were drawn way up in her crotch to show off the shapes of her ample pussy lips. As it happened, there were quite a few ladies entered in the contest. Arlene was glowing red with embarrassment as they got up on stage to let the crowd check out their tightly covered crotches.
Because of my work schedule I’ve been going to the same laundromat every Monday for the last seven years. During that time I’ve seen all types of people in there, from weird to dangerous to downright sexy.
One person who usually showed up at the same time I did was a woman of about 47 named Linda. The first time I saw her I noticed her nice figure and sandy blonde hair. For a woman of that age she looked very sexy in a pair of jean shorts and a white top. I think she knew I was checking her out, because she flashed me a knowing, flirtatious smile as she went about her business.
After seeing her several times I got up the nerve to strike up a conversation with her. I learned that she and her husband had three grown children, and that she was actually a grandmother. When I told her she was too good looking to be a granny, she blushed and thanked me.
I don’t know why but I’ve always had an infatuation with older women. Back when I was just 18 I had a bad crush on a mature lady, a neighbor of ours named Evelyn. She was a widow in her late 50s, with long dark hair flecked with gray. She had a beautiful face for a woman that age, and I thought she might have been a model when she was younger. She had a medium build with a nice round butt. She used to walk around the countryside wearing a tweed skirt and followed by her dog. I guess she kept in shape by walking so much, and by working in her garden and her yard.
But all I knew for sure was she turned me on, and I wanted to fuck her in the worst way. She was always very friendly and cordial to me, but that was all. Then at one point she happened to mention that she liked chess. I quickly took up the game, and one day I suggested to her that we play sometime, and she agreed.
That got my foot in the door, and soon I was playing chess at her place every day. It was just chess, but I always left with a hard-on at the end of the evening, and I would jerk off repeatedly in my room once I got home. My lust for her was killing me, and I knew I had to do something, but I was very nervous and didn’t know how to go about it.
About a year ago, as I was changing the bed in our spare room, I found some adult magazines stashed between the mattress and the box spring. I questioned my husband about them, but he said they weren’t his. Next I questioned my 18-year-old son, who also denied ownership. I could see that he was holding something back, however, and after some more pressure he admitted that they belonged to his friend Kyle, who had left them behind the last time he stayed over. Kyle’s mom and I were good friends, and I didn’t want to get him in trouble, so I let the matter go.
A few weeks later Kyle came to spend a weekend with us. On Saturday morning, when I passed the spare room, I heard a strange noise from inside. The door was open a crack, and I peeked in to see Kyle lying on his back, naked, with his face smothered in one of my bras and a pair of my panties wrapped around his cock as he masturbated furiously.
Quite shocked, yet also, I admit, just a bit excited, I quietly closed the door before he saw me. But 20 minutes later, when he came out to go to the bathroom, I stopped him and asked him what he was up to. Before he could say anything I looked into the room and saw my bra and panties still on the bed. I went in to pick them up, but quickly dropped them when my fingers touched what could only have been semen in the crotch of my panties.
My first sexual encounter was with my best friend’s mom when I was 18. I never told Arnie about it, and to this day we’re still best friends.
At that time Jessica was a gorgeous woman in her late 30s, and even when Arnie was not there I used to hang around their house and do odd jobs for her just to be near her.
One day, as I was mowing their lawn, I looked into the kitchen window and saw Jessica crying. I wasn’t sure what to do, but as she continued to sob I stopped what I was doing and went to her.
She was embarrassed when she saw me, and tried to turn away so I couldn’t see her face. I put a hand on her shoulder and asked her if there was anything I could do to help. She patted my hand and thanked me, but told me she’d be fine. She started to walk away when something fell from her hand. Before she could stop me I bent down to pick it up. It was a photograph, and when I looked at it I could feel my face get flushed, and I totally understood why Jessica was devastated. The picture was of her husband Cliff, naked in bed with a young blonde girl. The girl’s legs were splayed open, and Cliff’s face was making its descent to her pussy.
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