My nipples feel erect and I know will be visible against the material.I open my legs and raise my skirt up my thighs to a point where anyone looking m...ght be lucky and catch a glimpse of my wet pussy.I can see that hubby approves from a bulge straining against thin lightweight summer trousers.The thought of what we will do later makes me feel sensationalAs I glance around, I notice another guy good looking mature on his own at a table perfectly positioned to watch my exhibitionThis excites me. "I rub my mound. Draw my hand away and slap the soaked material. Cry out as the sting scurries deep and pinches.He gasps. "Jee-zus."I draw away again. Crash my palm against my needy cunt, and moan. It's not even a conscious action; almost autopilot. Surrendering to its command.Grabbing my panties, I yank them aside to show him my dripping baldness."All day I've been like this. All fucking day."Rolling my hips down, his steel nudges my entrance. Poised. His hands snap from the back of his head. Would Maggie offer to return the favor? She did, with a little challenging smile on her face. Of course I picked her.She came up front and I said, "This isn't any sort of challenge for you, you know. I concede. I'm horny, it's been a while, and I know how good you are, so you'll have no trouble getting me off."She gave me an evil grin, and said, "Oh, I know I won't. However, I've got another challenge for you. I dare you not to react verbally. No moans, no groans, no squeaks, no 'Oh my god. She asked for separate beds.I got a real cold feeling in my guts. I hadn't wandered at all while we were married. I didn't have a very high sex drive. Sure, I looked, but I never touched. Hell, I hardly ever flirted, much less talked a girl up. I really wondered if the same could be said for my spouse. I had the feeling that some character at that college had talked her up and got her interested, then promised her the moon. It all came down to the brittle line when I got handed divorce papers..