I don’t do this….” She sheepishly added. I feared she’d get self conscious and scared, but she wanted to hear it so I spoiled the beans. I tol...d her about the “Divorcee Spencer” as I called my former boss and sex partner. I told her how I first noticed my attraction to matronly women as I hung around the sexy 51 year old Eileen Spencer. Eileen was the epitome of the “wife in the kitchen, lady in the drawing room and absolute whore in bed.” “Oh, so you like that whole prim and proper appearances. She knew exactly what she was doing there, to be his unquestioning slave. She had spent her years exploring the depths of her sexuallity. She had many partners, eventually moving onto gangbangs and anal gangbangs. She enjoyed the company of swingers clubs, and eventually enjoyed sex from nastier and uglier dirty people. She commonly would ride the subway at 4am in the morning in hopes of being raped, and commonly walked through bad parts of town with the same hope. All of which would. " she said and realized she had just slipped."Oh, your married? I mean, because you know, I still have mine on." he said showing her. He wiggled his finger, the gold band flashed at her. She suddenly felt very guilty.Michelle pulled her bag over and dug down into them. She flushed as she put her rings back on her finger. She wiggled them."For the past six months my husband has been working seven days a week, and long hours on this project and he promised me that when it was over we would spend. By the time we reached the farm, all of us were a little woozy.Then we enjoyed the bonfire activities, but Jeremy and I stayed close to her and kept giving her drinks of the cider, hoping that we could get into her pants. After about an hour she wanted to go back to the truck to get her sweater, so we went with her. She was pretty tipsy by then, so we helped her onto the truck, and convinced her to just get under the blanket with us instead of putting on her sweater.”I wanted him to tell me.