” Jean was in her mid-thirties and had two c***dren. She had a well, but not overly, developed chest and just enough body fat to give her some real ...ice curves. Her body was a real temptation for this always horny, 27-year-old, male. Another sip and she said, “John (her husband) hasn’t touched me in weeks, and I’m thinking something is wrong with me.”I asked if John may have found a girlfriend.She said, “No! He always comes straight home from work. I haven’t found anything to indicate. Nor had he found any traction in trying to get paid gigs at either parties or as a performer somewhere. However, he'd practiced on several friends and most of his family once or twice. Usually he just helped them relax or sleep better that night. He had gotten pretty good at putting people into a state of suggestibility, but this skill wasn't translating to a real career of any sort just yet.Loading his luggage into the back of the car Nick took his seat in the back while he waited on the rest. I also look back and wish that I had at least stayed long enough to let him cum. I left him before he had a chance too cum. I'm sure he had a good time after I left. He probably used my panties to jerk himself off.I did call him the next day, and tell him I was sorry. He said it was ok, and that he liked the way my warm mouth felt on his cock. We never talked again. This was many years ago in New England. Maybe he will see this story and remember it as I still do.I occasionally go to glory. His thrusts never seemed to die down and was pulling me apart from within. I did not want to be left behind kissing his hands occasionally and making his hand go all over my body as I kept on grinding my hips on his marvelous tool which I was and will always remain in awe of. The pulsations deepened within me as I was so close to another convulsing orgasm where for a moment I lost my senses left his hands and reached out for his nipples wanted to give him the same seismographic feeling my body.