We started sucking each other and then I felt a tongue, then fingers on my ass from behind. I couldn’t see who it was and looked to see both Bill an... Stan behind me. Bill was applying lubed to Stan’s cock—they kissed—and then to my ass. I was glad that Stan was going to fuck me first and I dropped Mitch’s cock from my mouth and begged Stan to fuck me. The guys liked hearing this and started to talk dirty to me, asking me to beg and telling me what a hot slutty fuck I was. I loved it all and. Bill led her through the crowd and left her to say good night to their host, saying he’d get Kevin and they’d be out front in the red F150. “Looks like you two hit it off,” Marcie said as she watched Helen watching Bill’s ass as he made his way back through the people milling around. “Don’t be getting any ideas,” laughed Helen. “I just want laid, I still don’t want married.” “You’d be a great wife for some lucky man,” her friend replied and Helen smiled. Her friend was always the matchmaker,. I straightened out my T-shirt, and told Rick, “Don’t look. Just get dressed.” Of course he looked and just started laughing while pulling up the zipper on his shorts leisurely and cavalierly. “This was your idea, dear,” he said, with a devilish grin, pulling my face toward his. We both looked the man’s way and he was gone. I was finally able to laugh. “I suppose he was as embarrassed as we were,” I said with a giggle. “I wasn’t embarrassed,” Rick said, pulling up on the waistband of his shorts. Slipping her clothes off Eva admired her body in the full length mirror. “Not bad for forty,” she thought to herself. Running her fingers over her smooth skin, brushing gently over her breasts, nipples hardening as she thought of the fit young man waiting in her kitchen ready to massage her body. Stepping into the shower, the warm water easing her aching muscles, daydreaming about his strong hands releasing the tension from her body. Feeling herself getting more and more turned on as she slowly.