As I looked through my wardrobe I couldn’t find a single thing to wear. I wanted to feel nice. I wanted to feel sexy. The time was 4 pm. Tom was in ...he garden fixing his shed. I quickly grabbed my floaty dress and threw it over my naked body, grabbed my bag and keys, and made my way through the garden to the car. Tom looked confused. “Tom I need you to choose me a dress for this evening. If we go now I’ll make the shops closing. We need to be quick."I gave Tom a cheeky smile as I raised my. She was a very attractive woman and I wouldn’t mind shagging her sometime.I know from talking with her that she is divorced. Her husband left her a few years ago for a younger 20 something model. She has always flirted with me and I have flirted back. It was about quarter to five when my phone rang. It was Kristen, she told me she is about an hour and half away and that she would stop by and bring me the information. Six o’clock came in no time and I got up to freshen up. Everybody had. She squealed, groaned, cried and shuddered as she came time and again. Finally he began groaning in a low guttural a****l sound. Cynthia held her legs around his waist and begged him to knock her up. Eventually he let out a continuous groan that signaled his final thrust and the delivery of millions of fertile sperm into her belly. She asked him over and over to, "Dump you hot cum into my cunt, stud."The cool down lasted about ten minutes and then they were at it again. She laid him on his back. Then the night came back to her. She pressed her face against Lev’s back and laughed.From the doorway, Arwen cleared her throat. Tiffany rolled on her back and laughed again. “Good morning, Red.”Arwen, wearing only Lev’s t-shirt from the night before, gave an uncertain smile. “Uh ... good morning. How are you feeling?”“Hungover and sore and very well fucked.” Tiffany sat up, still completely naked. “How are you feeling?”“About the same and different.” Arwen sat on the edge of the bed. “You.