When she made her move, it was direct and to the point. All she said was "Let's go to my place." I was caught off guard by the idea but accepted her o...fer without hesitation.As we left the bar and headed to our cars, she told me to follow her. I followed her yellow Mustang through the city streets, wondering if I should turn around, but I couldn't. The half dozen drinks had made tonight's rendezvous inevitable. Tonight I would find out what I needed to know about myself. We made it to her house. I quickly noticed she wasn’t wearing a bra and when she unfastened the last button and her shirt fell upon, I suddenly realized I was in one and the same room with two pairs of wonderful, naked breasts. If there exists I heaven, I thought to myself, this must be something very close to it.Charlene pulled up her legs and I saw she wasn’t wearing any panties under her skirt. She began fingering herself with one hand and massaging one of her tits with the other in exact the same way as she had. The hot wife casually thumbed through the magazines. There was everything from softcore to hardcore. The ones on top were the Playboy and Penthouse type. The married woman continued through the stack and they became more graphic as she went. She paused at a magazine titled “30+ MILF” with the cover girl who was in her late 30’s, brown hair, freckles. Her hands shook at the resemblance. The cover girl was on her knees between two young men probably barely 20 years old. Both had their cocks in. MMMMM,AH,YES YES YES I LIKE IT THAT WAY FUCK ME PLEASE OH DEEP..JAW DROPPED,I KNEW SOMEONE DIDN'T CREEP INTO BED I THOUGHT TO MY SELF.WONDERING WHO COULD BE MAKING THIS DELICIOUS SOUND ...MY PANTS ALERTED ME THAT MY PEEPY SENSES WORE TINGLING.BUT I PAID NO ATTENTION TO IT ALL MY ATTENTION AIMED AT THE DOOR....AH FUCK YES YES!!!!!! AND SILENCE.....SUDDENLY THE DOOR FLEW OPEN...OH FUCK I YELLED!!! HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN STANDING HERE? CAROL QUESTIONEDAM....MMM....NOT LONG I UTTERED OUT YOUR LYING.