She’d removed her jogging suit while I had my head under the sink, now only wearing snug hip hugger workout shorts, a tank top, and still barefoot....She had a pretty hot little body, even though I figured she was nearly 60. “Hmmm. No bra...at her age! And not saggy at all...must be implants” I think to myself. “Sheweet” I said aloud. A grin broke on Karen’s face. Suddenly, she was in my arms and we were french kissing like teenagers. There was a bulge in my pants and her belly was hard against. He is in his mid 60's and is about 5'10", med/lge build with greying hair. I knew he was married as I had seen him and his wife in town occasionally, on Tuesday though I happened to bump into him as I entered the public conveniences in the town centre and he was already in there stood at the urinals. I made my way to the cubicle at the far end of the room, which as is the case with most public loos these days was covered in graffiti and even had a lame attempt at a glory hole gouged in the wood. I don't want you to read this thinking I go cheating on my husband every time his back's turned. What happened between Phil and I last month was the first time I'd been with a man other than Kyle since we'd been married five years ago. It's not - as you're thinking - that Kyle is a bad lover. He's great in bed. He pleases me whenever I want pleased, and it makes me want to do the same for him. So why sleep with another guy? It's like that stupid shampoo commercial says, "She's got the urge!". With not a real kiss, but a little kiss on the lips still parted it.And then we saw pretty quickly, invitation to the restaurant, small gifts, outings .. After a while I realized I was really hooked. I realized also that, contrary to my habit I did not want to rush things and go straight to bed .. Oh of course we had exchanged a first real kiss at the end of our 2nd night .. By leaving neither she nor I have seen actually come .. It came naturally, we were well on it's entwined to say goodbye.