I stopped at the mall to surprise my wife with a new dress. She always likes when I surprise her with a new dress before a party.
I was going through the rack when I saw a lady we knew most likely shopping for the same party. Her name is Kim and I had been seeing her out jogging quite a bit lady and she was looking very hot with her new toned body.
Her and her husband have kids in the same school as ours and we have known them for 10 years or so and she is one of my wife’s best friends and I play golf with her husband all summer. I would guess she is about the same age as me, 38.
Spontaneous happenings are sometimes the best of life’s little diversions, and I love it when my sexual needs are satisfied in a spontaneous manner. This story is about one of those times when my military husband was deployed overseas and I had taken a job at a local store where some nice young college men were employed on a part time basis.
Our son was in college in another city so I was a home alone wife for a year, the year started of with boredom and developed into one of the best years of my life, well at least I enjoyed it very much. Throughout my married life I have had opportunities to cheat and my self-control sometimes seems to take a back seat to my sexual desires. Sometimes I ask myself if I am a normal woman.
Men are the ones who are characterized as having “wandering eyes” and tend to roam around and stray from time to time. Well I think women have those urges as well: they are just not thought of as being that way. For every man that cheats, there is a woman who helps him cheat so I guess other women have those urges as well as I do. Women tend to be less open about it and discuss it less with other women.
Mary Pekin sat in the back row of the high school class room almost unable to look any of the other women in the face. This was so embarrassing! She had lost complete control over her sex drive because of her over developed clitoris! She had been to six doctors and each and every one of them gave her the same diagnosis: Hyper Clitoral Dysfunction. Good grief, she had never even heard of it until her own organ ballooned up until it actually looked like a little penis! There were at least twelve other women present, and Mary wondered if they were stuck in the same leaky boat as she was. Her last doctor had recommended she attend this special class to help her cope with her problem. This was the first of seven scheduled meetings and Mary was nervous to say the least! Several of the other women were talking in subdues voices when a firm voice resounded, “If we could all take our seats, we can get started!”
Mary looked up to find the location of the voice and was a little taken a back when she discovered that the voice belonged to an absolutely stunning blonde of about thirty five or so! The group quickly quieted down as everyone’s attention gravitated to the blonde. “Good evening ladies, my name is Veronica Knight, but since this will be an informal class you may call me Roni!” “You’re all here for the same reason, so we might as well get down to it right away!” It was so quiet you could have heard a pin drop as everyone in the class stared impassively at Veronica Knight! “I’ve found that best way to get comfortable with the situation is for everyone to remove all their clothing from the waist down,” Roni said evenly. So if everyone is quite ready, let’s get started!” Red faces began popping out all across the room and no one made a move to remove any clothing. “Come now ladies,” Roni admonished, “let’s get on with it!” With their heads hung down the women slowly began taking off their skirt, dresses, and slacks before sliding panties down and over their hips. If anyone had cared to notice, Veronica Knight was joining in and taking off her clothes as well!
As a clerk in a rather run-down motel, I see some pretty wild stuff. We get our share of prostitutes…I suppose any motel has that. Once, I rented a room to a young lady and six gentlemen. And then there are the cheaters. Those are always easy to spot.
One such couple had been using the motel as a love nest for several weeks. Their names were Dan and Gina, aka “Mr. and Mrs. Smith”. From the outset, their tryst was obvious. They always arrived and left in separate cars, and were always all over each other.
Dan is a very handsome, well built man of about 5’11”. Gina is a redhead, slightly big-boned but pretty nonetheless, her tits very firm and only slightly smaller than my 36-D’s. I was immediately attracted to both of them from the outset, and my imagination ran wild every time they came in for a roll in the hay.