Straight Female / 59
My Dream Came True
My dream came true. My husband had a friend that he hadn’t seen in a long while stop in to visit him. I know you’re going to say it’s one of those confessions, yes it is and I am so pleased that it happened.
They did a fair amount of drinking and recounting their war stories. I had met his friend when we were overseas so I had only a few common things as listened to them. Getting a bit bored I went to the bedroom to read and get ready to sleep. I’m not going to go into a long explanation but we don’t have sex and he knew I found his friend somewhat attractive and so hubby sort of challenged me with “Okay, here’s your chance” . I don’t know if I was horny or bitter about some of the stuff but I got out of bed took off my flannels, got out my sexist see thru nightie and went over to the guest room.
Knocked on the door, went in and showed him where everything was, had some small talk, but wearing that nightie all he did was stare at me. I was still having my doubts but once he hugged me, well I’d been starved not only for sex but attention, and he was not a selfish lover. I wish that we’d have had a different setting and I had stayed out in the living room to get reacquainted with him, as I felt nervous and self-conscious at the beginning.
He was really great at oral, but it was strange at first, I kept thinking what I am doing. When he started to mount me (missionary) I had a hold of his cock and rubbed around my pussy and the last critical thought I had was once this goes in me there is no going back.
That’s because once we started fucking I didn’t thing about anything except enjoying myself and letting go and I did. I spent the night with him. We showered early in the morning, because he was so good to me, I gave him a great Blowjob. He wanted to get dressed and get on the road before my husband woke up. First he told me that I wasn’t a great piece of ass, I was an extraordinary piece of ass and my husband was a fucking lucky man, but that this wasn’t something he does and he would feel uncomfortable. He got out of the house without any more fuss.
Having coffee with my husband in the morning we just sat breakfast table in silence. I was sure that he was going to question the hell out of me but he didn’t. Then I said aren’t you going to ask me, which he said no not unless you want to talk about it. Yes, I did but not about the sex, but what is our relationship going to be like now.
We are going to embark on an open relationship on my part. I might be 60 but I still like sex .
They did a fair amount of drinking and recounting their war stories. I had met his friend when we were overseas so I had only a few common things as listened to them. Getting a bit bored I went to the bedroom to read and get ready to sleep. I’m not going to go into a long explanation but we don’t have sex and he knew I found his friend somewhat attractive and so hubby sort of challenged me with “Okay, here’s your chance” . I don’t know if I was horny or bitter about some of the stuff but I got out of bed took off my flannels, got out my sexist see thru nightie and went over to the guest room.
Knocked on the door, went in and showed him where everything was, had some small talk, but wearing that nightie all he did was stare at me. I was still having my doubts but once he hugged me, well I’d been starved not only for sex but attention, and he was not a selfish lover. I wish that we’d have had a different setting and I had stayed out in the living room to get reacquainted with him, as I felt nervous and self-conscious at the beginning.
He was really great at oral, but it was strange at first, I kept thinking what I am doing. When he started to mount me (missionary) I had a hold of his cock and rubbed around my pussy and the last critical thought I had was once this goes in me there is no going back.
That’s because once we started fucking I didn’t thing about anything except enjoying myself and letting go and I did. I spent the night with him. We showered early in the morning, because he was so good to me, I gave him a great Blowjob. He wanted to get dressed and get on the road before my husband woke up. First he told me that I wasn’t a great piece of ass, I was an extraordinary piece of ass and my husband was a fucking lucky man, but that this wasn’t something he does and he would feel uncomfortable. He got out of the house without any more fuss.
Having coffee with my husband in the morning we just sat breakfast table in silence. I was sure that he was going to question the hell out of me but he didn’t. Then I said aren’t you going to ask me, which he said no not unless you want to talk about it. Yes, I did but not about the sex, but what is our relationship going to be like now.
We are going to embark on an open relationship on my part. I might be 60 but I still like sex .
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