All that changed about 18 months ago when we ran into each other at one of the cities finer eateries. Since then we have made up for lost time and wer... regulars on the morning coffee and shopping set.We had travelled different roads but had both ended up at the same place. Mid-twenties, married to older, successful, career men. My husband is a concert promoter / band manager and is in a prime position to get the pick of the up and coming, barely dressed, blond bimbo's who are looking to break. ”“Right; got it. Do I look all right?”“Fine. Remember you are still not well, so that absolves you of anything untoward. Stand up till I inspect you.”Reg stood. Frances tugged his jacket straight – why was he wearing his jacket indoors? she wondered; then ran her eyes over him. She pulled out his comb from the top pocket, and fussed a little with his hair to straiten it.“That will have to do. Remember what I said, Reg.”“Yes, dear.”“And no saying ‘yes, dear’ while he is here!”Reg stayed silent. As often as we can.”“Can I be on top sometimes?” I rolled us over and Desi sat back, just doing little pelvic thrusts as I reached up to play with her breasts. Her head tilted back and her breath came in gasps. “I love this!”“So do I, beautiful.” My hands slid down to caress her rippling stomach. I thought Desi had trimmed down a bit this spring, though it might be that her breasts got bigger. I lifted them and stroked the hard points of her nipples with my thumbs.“I’m so ... Are you... ? Can. I had to go and watch. So crossing the lock I make my way over and watch for a few mins, pants bulging I get my cock out and start wanking.all of a sudden I'm surrounded by 4 of the lads. One bends over and started sucking my cock while pulling my pants down to my ankles. At this point I start to feel anxious and panicking until a guy behind me pulls my arse cheeks apart and is licking my hole. Wow I'd never experienced anything like this before, getting my cock sucked and my arse licked had me.