..my face looked subtly different. My eyes seemed bigger and more defined,surrounded as they were by long, dark lashes that gently curled upwardsuntil...they almost touched my eyebrows. The shorter bottom lashes, whichhad previously been so pale as to be almost invisible, were now littlespikes of jet against my pale skin. At the same time, the blue of myirises looked brighter under the studio lights - I guessed that was theblue in the tint working for me somehow.But the biggest difference lay in. Although not a sex addict, I do enjoy sex. I am enthusiastic about trying out new things like threesome, cuckold, MILF, etc.My previous stories were mainly of MILF themed, whom I love. But this story is of sex with hot wives of nearly my age 28.It all started in December. I got a complimentary message from a guy called Ritesh (name changed). Our chat went like this. Ritesh: I have gone through all of your stories. It was damn good.Me: Thanks, Ritesh. Where are you from?Ritesh:. ”“Is she your girlfriend?”She smiled.“Tell me,” I asked. “Is it better with girls?”Amy laughed. “It’s different, dad. We know our own bodies and what does it for us,” Amy responded. “Guys can be crap at oral; too rough and always in a rush to get their dicks in you.”I smiled and shook my head. “I suppose you’re right.”“In saying that though, older guys are better than younger ones in bed. They will take their time and try and make sure that you cum as well.”I almost choked on my coffee. Amy. I turned my head and looked. The black leather and wool cover was securely wrapping the head of her White-Hot Two-Ball Putter. I looked back at her, somewhat perplexed. Stand up, she directed. I did as she asked, adjusting my diminished hard-on as I rose. Dont you still have to pee? I nodded before realizing how much I did have to pee. Me too! she admitted. We both walked to the edge of the course and relieved ourselves. I was blatant about watching her pee. My God she was sexy. I didnt bring.