When she had her jeans and shoes and socks back on she swept her shirt and brassiere off the counter and bunched them under her arm. Then she closed h...r purse and slipped it over her wrist before bending to lift the bucket of cleaning supplies in one hand and grabbing the hose of the vacuum with the other. Thus burdened she said casually, "I'll just put these back and use the bathroom, okay?"I nodded and said, "Sure," and she headed off, disappearing into the back.While I waited for her to. I also told him that I had been my wife’s only partner and that it might be very difficult for him to pull this off. He told me that he had success in the past but that my wife would actually be the oldest woman he has ever been with at age 47. He thought that since I was the only lover my wife had ever had, that might increase his odds for success. When we arrived at his place he was very pleasant and made my wife feel very comfortable around him. We chatted for a while as he went ahead and. Circling, crisscrossing Lynn’s bare breasts, watching both melon sized globes arching upwards, spreading apart as the cool lotion drips in white splotches across the tanned flesh, she sets the container down, reaches across Lynn’s torso, begins melding the firm tit flesh between her flexing fingers.?Lets loosen these up,? she smiles as she feels the firm, yet soft flesh between her squeezing fingers, twists, melds toward their base, grips and tugs upwards, the slippery flesh bulging between her. I danced and swapped touches with each guy I danced with, I kissed alot of them, I drank a huge amount of beer and even drank a beer bong empty at one time. We smoked some weed and I found myself getting really loose and provacative with the guys. As the party wound down and the majority of the people left I stayed and enjoyed being the center of attention. Everyone of the guys, big/tall/short/skinny/white /black/oriental wanted to dance with me and I loved the attention. We drank and smoked.