Once there she stood in front of a long mirror andstudied herself.Her gaze focused on her stomach, something she worked hard at keeping ingood proport...on with the rest of her body. She worked out several days aweek, even took various dancing classes to keep her before-baby-body inshape. Only the widening of her hips and the swelling of her breasts weredifferent than her younger years. Even Susie had to admit, those thingswere nothing she complained about. Her thoughts shifted to her breasts. Moving down your arms making my way to your legs, I backed up. “Take your pants off.” You gladly pushed them down and was going for your boxers but I stopped you. “Not yet. All in good time.” I pushed you back to lay completely on the bed. Climbing on top of you as we kissed, you groaned as my pussy rubbed against your cock trying so hard to escape the trap that it is in. Your hands moved up to my thighs, rubbing them ever so softly it gave me goose bumps. Your hands slowly moved up to my ass. He was exactly 22 years older than me. Since I was 34 years old it made him 56 years old. He was distinguished looking. He was also tall, straight, and in much better shape than me."Here," he said handing me the glass with Canadian Club Whiskey and Cola. I tasted it and found it to be not awfully strong. I had to work my way up to strong drinks and the older man called me wimp because of it. I didn't mind, since I wasn't trying to be macho. After all I was the mother of two. One of my kids was. I've had fantasies about her for a long time, but I never thought they would actually come true!One lovely Spring Saturday, I was in my back yard grilling a big, juicy steak and a couple of ears of corn and watching Barbara sunbathe. She was tanning herself in her lovely lawn, wearing a very small bikini, and glistening in the sunlight from a mixture of sweat and tanning oil. She looked absolutely breathtaking. I tried not to stare, but it was impossible to keep my eyes off her.I finally.