I dabbed a little bit of my favorite perfume on my neck, cleavage and inner thighs before putting on my red panties, black skirt and nylons, heel's an...d my semi see through white blouse. No bra. I came down stairs and hubby complimented me on how sexy I looked, I said Thanks with a grin! We left around 10 pm . When we got to the bar the parking lot was already packed so it took him awhile to find a spot to park. By the time we got into the bar it was about 10;30 pm. We ordered a couple of beers. Not important. Moving on. The Librarian, let's call her Sarah, was bookish cute. White. Brown hair. Thick. She dressed down, but nice. Long skirt, button up shirt. While she was helping me with my research, we started to hit it off a bit. I could tell she was smart. I love that. She recognized pretty quickly that I was as well. Once we figured each other out, we started sparring a bit, testing each other out, and by the time we were wrapping up all the research gathering, we were flirting. We were talking everything from movies to life. Suddenly his hand hit the beer can in my hand the beer spilled all over my T-shirt and shot. He was extremely sorry and started cleaning with a tissue. His hands brushed my body and I felt good. I was not having any sex since a few weeks and I was very horny. Very soon the subject of our talk turned to sex and he told me that he never had any girl friends and had no sex experience. I asked him whether he was a virgin. He was stunned to that. Breathless squeals and her lithe, squirming body only aroused him more and his throbbing cock was demanding relief. ‘Santa magic is a wonderful thing.’ He mused as he unbuckled his large black belt from around his jolly belly. ‘The ability to hand out presents to all the good boys and girls, plus fuck all the naughty girls in a single night! Good thing I have a full year to recuperate.’ His belly jiggled like a bowl full of jelly as he chuckled to himself. As his scarlet pants pooled over his.