” Then she added, “I hadn’t had sex with anyone for the last several months and definitely never like that! I think the men I know are too intim...dated by a successful woman.”Kristen and I lay in bed listening to the screams and moans coming from the master bedroom. Clearly, Brett’s stamina was better than mine or they were doing it a 2nd or 3rd time already. Just as clearly, my wife was enjoying him. I knew the door was open and thought about stepping out into the hall and watching. Then when. Julie said you'll just have to come home with me and took meto her house where I had dinner and spent the rest of the evening in theskirt. Again Julie asked me "so you tired of wearing pantyhose and skirtsyet? Do you give up? I said no to Julie's questions now determined to winthis little dare/bet.At bedtime Julie gave me a knee length satin nightdress like the one shewas wearing and said here wear this to bed.Day Four: I awoke to Julie handing me a razor and telling me to hurry andget ready. Even though she and Frank had been married for eight years Claire had managed to stay in good shape, and for a thirty three year old she still could turn a man's head, and the only real change in her body was her chest size. When she graduated from college Claire was a perfect 34-C, but after the birth of her daughters, her boobs had grown to a very heavy 34-D. Although they sagged a little, she still filled out a bra like a centerfold, and when he did show some interest, Frank liked to tell. I want to fuck you, holly, i want to be inside you.”“mmm.” she rubbed him a little faster, her expert thumb caressing the sensitive frenulum. “good. More.”“i have to.” his hips pressed her upward, and she delighted in his strength, how in-check it was in the moment, its potential for unleashing. “oh please, i want you, i want to fuck you, take you…” he let out a low growl when she wrapped her hand completely around his cock. “i could devour you.”“yes!” she squeezed, released. Again. Again..