This is about one that my husband, Shawn, setup.Shawn knew this guy who, I think is fairly well off, although it doesn't matter. He was 61 years old. ...nyways, we went over to his house one night and actually spent the night drinking. During the evening, I had left the room where we were all sitting - 6 guys and 3 gals. I was going to the washroom to go pee and to freshen myself up a bit. The owner of the house, Bill, knocked on the washroom door as I was fixing my hair. I opened the door and he. The subject was dropped for about a month, then Helen came over to talk to Peg about the problems developing between her and Shane. It was mostly sexual stress, but it was spilling over into other parts of their lives.Peg asked Helen if she was serious about Shane finding a girlfriend to help relieve some of the stress, and Helen replied "yes, anything"!Peg replied that she might think about having sex with Shane...as a friend to Helen, if Helen was really sure it would help. Helen asked her. I sat on the edge of the window, spread my legs and coyly covered my pussy with my hand as Hubby carried on shooting.Hubby asked me to stand on the window sill. I was very turned on by this point and the window was large with a low sill, I didn't really give it much thought and stepped up.I pulled a few poses, a little coy at first but again the adrenalin took over and I was very soon standing with my legs apart, hands on hips grinning from ear to ear knowing this was probably the most exposed. I pulled off my shirt and jeans, but hard on obvious. She pulled down my underwear and kneeled in front of me. She began to suck me slowly, teasing my sensitive cockhead.She pushed me down onto the bed, unclasping her bra, and turned off the light before coming to the bed. I met her greedily. Kissing her breasts, wanting to go down on her; I began flicking her clit, putting my lips onto hers. She was warming up. I dipped a finger into her pussy, trying to get some lube. My tongue started.