She caught him glancing at her ass in those tight shorts. The only comment he made was to say, "Girl you're going to get your ass in trouble wearing c...lothes like that". Now she really wondered if it was a dream or reality. She too couldn't help but notice that he looked very good for a man of forty-five. As time passed, they grew to know each other much better. She started to know his fantasies. She knew all of them but the forbidden fantasy. After an unusually trying day for both of them at. He had brown hair and was rocking a long, swooping hair style when we met, which went well with his wonderful greenish-blue eyes and his big smile (I swear, from the beginning, he always has a grin going from ear to ear). He wasn’t as thin as me when we met, but he had a little muscle definition. I’m much the same as I was in my last story, though that was nearly two years ago now. Blue eyes, brown hair (though I keep it a bit shorter now), and still thin as a twig. I had always heard my. ” She stood up and fumbled with her outfit. Like me, she couldn’t take her eyes off of his cock. I walked to him and gave him a deep kiss while I felt his member. I turned my back to him, put my hands on the chair’s arms and lowered myself onto his cock. It was hard to get started. I pushed down and his cock head stretched my cunt. I licked my fingers and rose up so that I could try to make myself a little wetter. I tried again and gasped as he started to enter me. I threw my head back and. She smiled and began to strip off. She started with her top half, quickly removing her shirt and bra, exposing her breasts to the cold sea air which instantly turned her soft pink nipples into hard protruding bullets. Next she pulled her trousers down and as she reached to take her feet from them a large lorry passed by us, we were unsure if she had been seen until the driver honked his horn. My wife heard my muffled laughter through the closed car doors and stared me straight in the eye. She.