Michael and Barbara were mid 50s, she was around 5' 2", slightly chubby but not overweight, she had brown hair and was shoulder length. She dressed ni...ely in a sort of housewife , conservative way.Michael was my height, 6' 2"...to me he seemed a little boring and he was an accountant.He had a nice car, it was a BMW and it was immaculate. I delivered their letters and Michael came out as he was leaving for work. "Hi there Steve, thanks for the mail..see you later Barbara" he got into his car and. I finally caught up with her and tackled her, as she would not stop at my calls to her. As I held her down on the grass she was screaming and shouting and fighting back as hard as she could. I held her down to subdue her until she gave up in exhaustion. ‘I’m not going to hurt you I just want to talk to you. Please calm down and listen to me,’ I told her repeatedly. ‘My name is Jerry and all I want to do is talk to you, please listen to me.’ Eventually she calmed a little. ‘What do you want with. Three guys were in the room, watching. Until I came in, of course. From that point on, some electric tension filled up the place, getting stronger by the minute. I decided to sit right in front of the guys, where there was an empty row of seats, and to slowly strip off my over-garments. After a few minutes in which I got my hand into my slip, and slid out my dicky, one of the boys came sitting next to me, asking if i was interested in 'playing', and i said, 'sure, but first I want to get some. We talked and laughed and he touched my arm or my shoulder a few times. I relaxed and began to feel a little sexy, less like a mature woman in her early 40s. I still believed that I was engaging in an innocent flirtation, I loved my husband very much. However, as the night wore on and my friends never showed, I let go of my very prim inhibitions a bit. Eventually I felt his hand on my knee. I pretended not to notice and focused on his other hand holding his drink. He had large, well shaped.