It was late afternoon when they met and as time passed they became more comfortable in each other’s company. Both on business, both alone, both bore..., both married, both partners sexually disinclined. Artificial formal conversation turned to relaxed smiles and laughter. Then to casual touching of arms, backs, knees. The steady stream of alcohol helped of course. It loosened their coyness and inhibitions. It also helped to removed suit jackets and loosen buttons on blouse and shirt.They moved. I spun her back around and started feeding her my tongue. She did very little to respond nor did she resist. I pulled her shirt up over her head and she was very slow in obliging the motion. Once her top was off I unhooked her bra and immediately lowered my lips to her breasts. I couldn't believe the size of her areola but as my lips found her nipples they immediately swelled in my mouth. As they grew to the size of a large eraser her resistance was replaced with low moans and groans. I led her. Oh, Lord!!I grabbed John’s head with my hands and made sure it stayed in place as my thighs clamped down on him while he pleasured me into ecstasy. I almost suffocated my friend that night. He worked his way back to my abdomen and then my breasts and then, back to the nape of my neck.I pushed him onto his back and quickly stripped him of his jeans and boxer shorts. The sight of John’s manhood excited me, but it also made me a bit afraid. John was huge, and I mean really huge. I hoped I could. I could sense she was a contradictory randy cock slut. I wanted to be more direct but I paced myself not allowing my lust to lead the pace. The night ended with good convo and a few soft touches and an exchange of numbers. I was satisfied as I know I had planted the seed and just paced my next move.I decided not to message or call to see if her interest was real and my seed had blossomed and without fail she messaged two days later. We chatted and I invited her up she drove up to meet me and we.