1. Three Choices from an Unsatisfied Wife


    Date: 9/21/2015, Categories: Interracial Sex, Mature, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    A Company Party: The company party Friday night had been even wilder than I had thought it might be. Of course, my husband Phillip didn't want to come in the first place and when I had insisted, he did little more than talk business with some of his friends. That left me pretty much to my own devices, which was fine with me. My husband hadn't fucked me in three weeks anyway. Not all the men here were interested in talking business; some of Phil's colleagues preferred the company of large breasted, long-legged women wearing very little, like me. I hadn't been circulating for more than a half hour before Brent Faxon approached me. As he got closer, I wasn't in the least surprised to see his eyes taking in my legs first and then my breasts. I had dressed to attract male attention in the micro-mini red, plaid skirt and the V-neck, red blouse. Phil had protested vigorously, but I had just ignored him. When his protests grew louder, I had calmly stated, &#034Look. This is a party. I intend to dress like it's a party, not a business convention. If you can't stand the way I look, then stay home. I think the other men will really like my outfit.&#034 From the way Brent's eyes were scanning my exposed thighs and checking out my cleavage, I was certain that he liked what I had chosen to wear. &#034Rita Erickson, &#034 he said when he was beside me, &#034you are the most gorgeous woman here by far. I can't believe Phil would dare to let you out of his sight. But his oversight... my ...
    advantage. Dance with me?&#034 I smiled and moved into his arms. Brent was an adequate dancer, but more importantly, he knew that the purpose of dancing was to enjoy the sensuous feeling of your partner's body against your own. His arms pulled me closer, and I put up no resistance as I felt my large breasts being pressed against his chest. After the first song, he didn't release me, and I made no effort to pull away. I could already feel a strong erection building against my mound, and it was first I had felt in over a week. It was a delicious, wicked feeling. I loved it. During the second dance, he pressed my lower body more tightly against his. I knew I should move back, but it felt too good to resist. When my hips began to undulate slowly against his now fully-erected cock, his hands moved lower onto my buttocks and pulled me against it. I couldn't suppress soft moan: &#034MMMmmmmmm.&#034 Brent knew he was exciting me. &#034Damn, Rita! I love the way your body feels against me. You've got me so hard, it hurts.&#034 &#034I'm sorry,&#034 I whispered in his ear. &#034Would you like for me move back a little?&#034 &#034Forget that, Rita! I've got you just where I want you.&#034 &#034Really? From the way you've been checking me out for the last six months, I would have thought you wanted me on my back with my legs around your hips.&#034 After I whispered that in his ear, I let my tongue slide sensuously inside and then out. &#034Oh Damn! I want you, Rita. You know that.&#034 &#034Of ...
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