Today was her `` day off ''. That 's a comical thing to say for a retired married woman on manning the home base fort. It seemed to be the trueness. Even though she was no longer in the act upon world, every day was to the full of menage chores and family obligations.

It was 7am. Her husband had gone to sour, a real, not study from base job.

Today was a day for her to meet an old friend who would soon be traveling south for the winter. They planned a short hike around Lake Haydon.

She had her usual breakfast and was headed to the shower. Her exhibitioner was zip out of the ordinary bicycle. Wash her hair, shave her legs and general grooming. It was cypher strange for spending another day with a long time female friend.

As she dried herself, she double checked the weather. It was going to be beautiful early spill Th ; high in the mid-70s with very little opportunity of rain. She found a matching black bra and panties. Over them a twosome of tan shorts and a red chequer blouse. It was poor arm and buttoned up the movement. It was kind of a knit stitch Jane look, nothing risqué.

She took her string backpack and packed her piddle nursing bottle, a snack and cheese and crackers for lunch. A hat, dark glasses and sun blocker rounded out her kit. She checked her watch ; right on time. She hopped in her car and started her 1/2 hour ride to the lake. As she arrived to cope with her ally, her cell telephone set rang. It was her friend. Something came up and she had to fit her husband. Something significant that had to be done before they left for Florida the next morning.

'' That sucks ! '' She thought to herself. `` Well, I 'm here. No sense in wasting the day and driving back plate immediately. I 'll take the hike myself. '' She parked by the only other car in the lot. She grabbed her pack, adjusted her hiking shoes and started down the trail.

It was a great day for a base on balls. Not too hot, the sun was peaking from behind some clouds. She travelled about 1/2 way around the lake when she saw someone else. A guy was looking through field glasses at some birds circling overhead. She continued to walk down the trail towards him. As she got closer, she tried to see what he was looking at. It was flying very high, but she could see it was a enceinte bird. As she got close to the birdwatcher, she asked `` What type of bird is it ? ``

The man was startled. He had n't seen her approach. `` Ah, oh hi. It 's a male heron. Probably preparing for migration South ''

'' Thank you, '' she replied. `` I thought they would let all left here by now. ``

'' Ah, so you know your birds. Here have a look through my binoculars. ``

'' Thank you, that 's very nice '' she said as she took the opera glasses from him. She made a nipper adjustment. `` Beautiful bird '' she added.

'' Yes it is. My gens 's Jim. ``

'' Hi Jim, mine is Judy. It was getting lonely hiking alone. Finding another bird partisan is a pleasant surprise. ``

For the next 10 or 15 hour they traded tone through the binoculars and exchanged doll talking. Judy noted the valet de chambre was fairly tall and attractive, in his 50s with a graying pilus and moustache. He seemed to be in good figure, no beer belly. They were both enjoying each other 's company and did n't acknowledge the swarm thickening. The first few drops startled them both.

'' Hope it just a sprinkle `` They both said in unison.

'' There 's a little lean-to just ahead. It 's nigher than the parking lot. '' Jim said.

They began to walk down the trail in the lean-to 's direction. The sprinkle picked up into a full exhibitor. They jogged the last few curtilage and entered the lean-to. They stopped to catch up with their breath. The pelting kept falling. `` So much for the forecast. '' Jim said. Judy nodded in agreement.

Judy 's shirt was soaked. She began to shiver.

'' Here, add up closer. The solitary way to get warm is to contribution body heat. '' Jim said.

Judy was apprehensive. Here she was, alone with a stranger, common cold, wet and shivering. She rarely was alone with a male former than her husband, never in a berth like this. What should she do ? She needed to get warm, but this was uncomfortable, maybe more than uncomfortable and a little risqué.

Jim was sitting on the picnic judiciary. He reached out for her. She cautiously approached him. She turned and sat on his lap. He wrapped his arms around her. One arm was across her thorax, the other around her waist. His weapons system were warm. He gently pulled her to his chest. Although he too was wet, she felt warmth being against him. She felt her hard mammilla against his arm. She did n't mind, it was warming. Judy 's legs were on top of his. His were warm and it felt good.

As she warmed, she started to feel something else. She felt butterflies in her stomach and a foreign tingling throughout her body. She realized she had n't felt like this in age. Like, like the feeling on a first particular date. This ca n't be, I 've been married for too many age and never strayed. This ca n't be.

But it was. She stopped shivering from the common cold but still had goose skin, this time from the fervor ? She could feel her tit were still strong against Jim 's arm. This metre they were n't hard from being cold, it was something else. Something she had n't felt in geezerhood. The tingling and butterfly stroke spread lower, to her vagina. Startled, excited, concerned, embarrassed and a few other emotions hit her at once.

'' Look. '' Jim said as he pointed to a Tree across the path. `` He landed. I think it 's the heron we were watching. ``

'' I see him. '' She blurted out.

As he wrapped his arm back across her chest, his laurel wreath and digit brushed across both nipples.

'' I 'm sure he felt how hard they are. '' She thought to herself. She was a fiddling self-aware ; but enjoyed the feeling and attention. She glanced down. She noticed the top button of her blouse were unbuttoned and the blouse pulled slightly down exposing the black-market lace of her bra and a little More segmentation than she was used to showing, especially for a alien. Judy felt Jim 's warm breath against her ear and neck. `` God this feels good. '' She thought to herself.

Jim nuzzled closer. His mouth brushed against her fine, blond-brunette hair. It was soft with patrician curls. Judy pushed back against Jim, turning her caput slightly to accept Jim 's onward motion. For several minutes they snuggled. The cold and shivering were replaced by excitation and intimate heat. Judy turned slightly more so she sat on Jim 's lap at 90 stage. She turned her head, closed her middle and leaned in cashbox her lips brushed his. What first was a brushing peck, soon turned into a tight, kissing bosom. Judy felt Jim 's tongue against her lips. Soon she felt his lingua probing ; she parted her backtalk and accepted her first French candy kiss from someone early than her husband, in nearly 40 years. It felt strange, naughty, immoral, and, more excitement than she 'd had in years. She enjoyed it. She felt like a sexy schooltime young lady on a first day of the month. Like a starving animal she not only returned his kisses, but unleashed her glossa to taste him. They kissed for what seemed like hour as the pelting continued to fall.

Judy was in exaltation, she barely noticed Jim 's finger unbuttoning her blouse. In truth, she did n't care, she felt free. Jim 's other manus deftly unsnapped the clench of her bra. She felt the bra fall free exposing her B-cup breasts. Her nipples were hard from fervour and craved attention. Jim did not disappoint. He slid his fingers down between her breasts pulling shirt undetermined and her bra to her waist. Judy moved her arms to help remove the constraints of the bra. He lifted one breast and slowly rolled her engorged mamilla between his fingers. Jolts of electrical excitation flushed through her body.

Like a schoolgirl in heat, she groped Jim, pulling him into her body, as if to become one. She continued to kiss him deeply. Soon she closed her eyes and lifted her head and gasped. The feelings were marvelous. Jim had released years of pent up sexual DOE. Jim nibbled her neck and massaged her tits. Judy felt a growing energy and warmth between her legs. Her snatch was filling with excitement and sexual juices. She knew her panties were moist. Judy ripped at Jim 's shirt. She unbuttoned the top two buttons, but ripped the one-third off his shirt. She helped him peal it over his head.

Judy ran her fingers over Jim 's toned torso. The tactile sensation added a new proportion to her pleasure. She stood up and turned towards Jim. She straddled his legs facing him and lowered herself onto his lap. She wrapped her coat of arms around him and pulled him into a tight embrace kissing him deeply. She felt her snatch grind into him. Her clit responded as another waving of inflammation bolted from her pussy to her tongue.

Jim also pulled her closer. He could feel her mammilla, thick and intemperate grind into his dresser. His cock was straining to miss his boxershorts only to be pressed into his belly by Judy 's rosehip rocking into him.

Judy wanted more. She lifted her left leg and placed it under the bench, her right leg followed. Now all of her weight pressed her bitch into him. She felt the moisture in her panties become a pool of excitement. She could finger his erection beneath his clothes. It was n't enough. She wanted more. She rocked her rosehip, slowly at world-class then building hurrying as their candy kiss became a bubbling delight of geographic expedition of look and tastes.

Judy felt the first wave of orgasm expiration within her. She shuddered, gasped and rode Jim harder. As the low gear climax subsided, Jim lifted Judy and clawed at her shorts and panties dragging them to her feet. She kicked them off and pulled at his warp and zipper. She pulled his boxers and underwear to his human knee, releasing his cock as it sprung forth.

Jim lifted Judy and placed her ass on the edge of the table. Judy leaned back, resting on her elbows. Jim got his maiden good look at Judy 's raw body. Her tits were milky white against her tan thorax. Her nipple were pink and hard, her areoles brown, the size of half dollars. Her pubic bush was untrimmed and full, old school. The pubic curls were soft and brunette, like her hair.

His cock throbbed, precum leaked from the tip. Judy reached up and pulled him closer. She kissed him, rekindling the excitement of her coming. She wanted more. She admired his circumcised turncock. It was long and midst. It was the number one erect, foreign cock she saw in many age. She wrapped her fingers around it. It was concentrated and she craved it. She positioned the tip against her wet cunt lips. His precum made it even more slippery. She rubbed the tip of his peter against her slit backtalk from the fanny to her clitoris, and back. She rocked her hips toward Jim and pulled him closer. She felt the head of his cock part her wet pussycat lips. She gasped.

Jim, feeling the heat, pressed finisher. His cock was slowly penetrating her sexual love canal. Slowly he slipped all 8 '' of his rooster into her. She held her breathing place as it stretched her. She felt like a virgin ; being taken. He pulled back until only the head of his turncock was within her. She felt the emptiness within. Then he thrust himself fully into her. He could find her succus leak from her, dripping onto his ball. Again she gasped, but pulled herself to him, impaling herself on his rod. Their fervor was building.

'' screw me Jim. Give it to me. Faster ! Faster ! '' She moaned. He did not disappoint. He could feel his orgasm construction. His cum was waiting to extravasate. Faster her thrust into her and Judy met every thrust with her own. Something within her was released. It was a sexual look that was missing for many years.

They matched stroke for solidus, plunge for plunge. Judy felt her juices splash against her new found lover. She felt crazy. Their orgasms were building at a speedy tread. Neither knew who come first, but together they bucked and kissed as they came ; neither slowed. Jim felt spurt after spurt of him cum splashing within Judy 's cunt. She felt the heat of each spirt fill her and the heating plant flashed through out her body.

As if by design, they slowed their pace, enjoying each wafture of climax. They both gasped for breath as drops of sweat covered their faces. Jim leaned in and kissed Judy. Together they enjoyed the Post coitus seventh heaven. Judy felt Jim 's cock soften and slide from her. She felt an emptiness within her. As Jim 's stopcock slid out of her, he continued to kiss her, and then moved his kisses to her neck and shoulder. He massaged her nipple with his fingers.

Judy felt something begin to reignite within her. She had already cum twice, an strange occurrence. Now she felt the excitement form again. Jim continued kissing Judy, working his way down, past her bellybutton until he reached the top of her pubic bush. Her diffuse, slim down John Brown pubic curlicue were like the hair on her head except were soaked in their aggregate juices. Judy watched him as he planted osculation and licked at the succus. She could smell the outcome of their fucking ; the scent of the sea filled her nostrils. Her excitement continued to grow. Jim 's lingua licked the strong-armer of her clit. She felt a spark, no one had ever eaten her creampie before, and she let out a gasp. Jim 's natural language flicked the hooded clit as he spread her slit sassing with his finger. He ran his tongue side to side as her probed the inner recesses of her pussy.

'' You taste fantastic. '' He said as he continued. His glossa returned to her clit. He pulled the punk back exposing it fully. He closed his oral fissure over her clit and sucked. Another waving of excitement rolled over Judy. Another orgasm was growing within her. Jim licked their juices and sucked her clit. He felt her orgasm growing. He too was returning to an orgasmic State. His hammer grew hard again.

'' Fuck it feels good. '' Escaped from her sass between groan. `` nooky me Jim ; fuck me with your cock. fill me again, Ohhhh. ``

Jim stood. He leaned in and kissed Judy, thrusting his cum soaked glossa into her waiting rima oris. Their spit danced, fueled by the taste of their cum and of his hard rooster pressing against her. She felt her slit overt to accept his gormandise appendage. His cock was poised against her snatch backtalk and with one thrust ; he buried his cock fully into her waiting pussy. She kissed him harder as he penetrated her and felt his cock shot against her uterine cervix. She rocked her hip joint and he withdrew his cock only to mosh it into her again. Judy gasped.

'' nookie me, fuck me hard and libertine ! '' She gasped. `` Oh fucking, fill me, fill me ! '' Judy moaned as she closed her eyes and gasped for breath. Jim pounded her pussy, feeling an orgasm building within him.

The sex was a blur for both of them. Faster and faster they fucked. Jim 's shaft plunging deep, then withdrawing, leaving Judy wanting to be filled again. Then Jim thrust his cock fully into her bitch satisfying her desire, only to be emptied again. They fucked in unison, meeting each stab then both pulling away and repeating again. The first spirt of Jim 's hot cum sprout deep in Judy. She felt the heat and first wave of her one-third sexual climax erupt. It rolled over her as she met his every thrust with her own. He shot load after onus of his cum into her and continued without slowing. Judy felt her orgasm subside, but as he pounded her pussy, she felt something unusual, another coming build. Before she knew it, she came again, bucking wildly. Jim continued to fuck Judy until both of their climax subsided. Spent, Jim collapsed on Judy. She too was exhausted. She smiled to herself at her first multiple orgasm. She savored the tactual sensation as Jim 's putz softened within her. She felt wonderfully satisfied.

Her horse sense were filled with sights and colors and sounds as if something was opened for the first time within her. She loved the feeling. As Jim lifted himself off her, he kissed her deeply. She kissed him back, enjoying herself and the touch it gave her. She tasted their cum on his sassing. It was a new experience. She normally did n't like the taste, but something was different. Maybe it was because she had this new sexual awakening. Maybe it was because she strayed from her marriage vows for the firstly time. Maybe something from long ago was rekindled or was newly born within her. She did n't have a go at it why. She only knew that she liked it. She did n't need it to stop.

Jim climbed onto the board and lay next to her. He put his arm over her and kissed her cheek. `` Thank you. '' He said. `` This was the practiced dame watching trip-up I 've ever had. In fact, it 's one of the best daytime I 've ever had. I do n't want it to end. ``

'' I think I know how you feel. '' Judy replied. `` I want it to go along. I do n't know if it will, but I really felt something new and I do n't require it to end. I have something to confess. I 'm married. I enjoyed today immensely and want it to continue, I just do n't know if it can. ``

'' Do n't reckon ; just go with it. Let 's exchange information and see where this goes. '' He said. `` Maybe we can text each other and see if it can continue. Let 's see if this is a old matter or if it 's the get-go of a beautiful dangerous undertaking. I wo n't be pushy, but know that I want to carry on. Today was fantastic. '' He kissed her passionately.

'' The rain has stopped. Let 's get dressed and continue our walk and birdwatching together. Let 's enjoy our time together. If it 's the concluding time, I 'll care for it. If it continues, I hope to plowshare our adventures together in many ways. ``

Jim helped Judy up. She pulled on her panties and pulled her bra to her tit. Jim fastened her bra behind her and kissed her neck as her hugged her from behind. She felt his lovingness against her. She enjoyed, no savored it, not wanting it to break. She felt more alive and free than she had in years. She pulled on her shirt, it was still damp. Jim fastened the buttons as he gazed into her centre. They drank in the moment.

When fully dressed, they decided to continue around the lake. They walked arm in arm and enjoyed the mickle. They watched a few birds along the way as they told more about themselves and found more rough-cut likes and disapproval. They agreed they wanted this to continue, but Judy was n't for sure if it could or should. She was happily married, but today opened some new dimension that needed exploration. She loved her husband ; but this filled a emptiness that she did n't know she had. She wanted both worlds.

They reached the car. Theirs were still the only if two in the lot. They finalized the information telephone exchange. Jim reached to hug Judy. She leaped into his arms and they embraced and kissed like two devotee madly in love and lust for each former. Soon they slowly drew apart.

They continued to glance at each other as they got in their cars and drove away.

Judy could feel the pool of cum leaking into her step-in. `` What should I do ? '' She thought. `` Can I get home in time to lavish and wash away the evidence away ? Should I storm my husband with my adventure and see if my creampie excites him ? No, I think not ; at least not yet. We 've fantasized about me with another man ; but I do n't know if he 's cook for the reality of it. ``

As they made their way to their respective destinations, `` What 's succeeding ? '' they each thought to themselves