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By *bextraMan
over a year ago
near A1 and 14 |
She was shorter than me, blonde and in her late 30s.
Nice size body and a great smile.
We had met socially and she did not work.
The house was large and she led me through to the kitchen dining room overlooking a very private garden,
We had hugged at the start and a peck on the cheek.
She was wearing a loose fitting shirt that did not betray her ample breasts, and with a long skirt.
Conversation drifted around coffee with her in one seat and I was in the other one.
She got up to serve more coffee and leaned forward with the blouse dropping forward and her breasts clearly on view in a white bra.
As she stood up, she said as she retreated to the aga, my husband is having an affair and I feel as if I am missing out.
She leaned back against the aga, and I stood up and walked towards her.
So what did you have in mind?
Would a cuddle help?
She opened her arms and pull3d me against her body, her boobs pressing hard into my chest..... god that feels so very good she whispered and held me.
Come over her and sit down, I said leading her to sit on my lap and she complied willingly
She leaned into me and kissed slowly.... then more and more and more, her tongue entwined in mine and clearly wanting.
My hand around her back was a bit trapped so my right hand drifted over her shirt and her breasts.... she panted gently.... keep going.
My hand was on her skirt as I felt her legs clearly part and allow we access.
I wear no knickers, so you have me, when ever you want.. she moaned.
It was true, no underwear at all, as my hand over her shirt felt the outline of her mound...
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