It’s a pleasure writing in iss. This time the story is not mine but of a horny matured lady who I was having a conversation with. I have just copy p...asted the story for you all. She didn’t post it because she was shy. So coming to the story…””Hi, my name is akansha (name changed). I am 43 years old and I live in delhi. My husband died after one year of our marriage and we didn’t have a baby. I had become desperate for sex. I worked in a office with many co-workers but I don’t have the guts to. I've been so very quiet before now. “Are you touching yourself right now, baby?” His voice is beginning to sound more ragged. “Yes.” Even the single word sounds shaky. “You're doing fine. I'm with you. Keep touching yourself. Can you feel me with you?” “Mhmm,” I sigh. “Alright. I'm semi-erect now, still fully clothed, but I won't allow myself to touch my hard-on just yet. I'm unbuttoning my shirt. As I do it, you to turn around to face me, cupping your tits in your hands. I ask you to turn. I was assuming that your set up crew would drive straight through to Seattle and have a few down days there before setting up. I was assuming that you guys would either fly home for a few days and then to Seattle or would fly to Seattle for a couple of days off. I was hoping I could talk you into coming to Boise.”“Let me talk to the guys and the bosses. It sounds like fun and we just don’t get to do fun too often anymore. Just playing some music and jamming and getting to hear you sing again. I don’t blame her because I had left her to look after Sally. I assumed that was the reason but then she spoke, “that’s my job, Ron. I was just going to clean you first, that’s all.”Sally lifted up again and moved around the bed to Sarah. I got off the bed and Sally laid down with her knees up where I had been. Sarah moved to get onto her hands and knees. This put Sarah’s pussy at the perfect height for me. I was not fully hard but good enough. If only I had a little lube. I looked at the mess.