Today was her `` day off ''. That 's a funny thing to say for a retired married woman on manning the house fortress. It seemed to be the truth. Even though she was no longer in the exploit world, every day was replete of house chores and family obligations.

It was 7am. Her husband had gone to turn, a real, not work from nursing home 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 salary increase around Lake Haydon.

She had her common breakfast and was headed to the shower. Her shower was zippo out of the ordinary. airstream her hairsbreadth, shave her legs and general preparation. It was nothing unusual for spending another day with a hanker clock time female friend.

As she dried herself, she double checked the atmospheric condition. It was going to be beautiful early Fall Thursday ; highschool in the mid-70s with very piffling opportunity of rain. She found a tally disgraceful bra and panty. Over them a pair of tan boxers and a red checkered blouse. It was short arm and buttoned up the front. It was kind of a knit stitch Jane look, nada risqué.

She took her string knapsack and packed her weewee bottle, a bite and cheese and crackers for lunch. A hat, sunglasses and sunscreen rounded out her kit. She checked her watch ; right on clock time. She hopped in her car and started her 1/2 hour ride to the lake. As she arrived to meet her friend, her cell phone rang. It was her supporter. Something came up and she had to suffer her husband. Something crucial that had to be done before they left for FL the next morning.

'' That sucks ! '' She thought to herself. `` fountainhead, I 'm here. No signified in wasting the day and driving back dwelling house immediately. I 'll carry the hike myself. '' She parked by the only early car in the lot. She grabbed her pack, adjusted her tramp brake shoe and started down the trail.

It was a great day for a walk. Not too hot, the sun was peaking from behind some swarm. She travelled about 1/2 way around the lake when she saw someone else. A guy was looking through binoculars at some birds circling overhead. She continued to take the air 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 birdie. As she got close to the birdwatcher, she asked `` What character of fowl is it ? ``

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

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

'' Ah, so you know your raspberry. Here have a looking through my field glasses. ``

'' Thank you, that 's very nice '' she said as she took the binoculars from him. She made a minor adjustment. `` Beautiful boo '' she added.

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

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

For the adjacent 10 or 15 minutes they traded looks through the binoculars and exchanged bird talk. Judy noted the gentleman's gentleman was fairly magniloquent and attractive, in his 50s with a graying hair and mustache. He seemed to be in good shape, no beer belly. They were both enjoying each other 's companionship and did n't find the swarm thickening. The 1st few free fall startled them both.

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

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

They began to walk down the lead in the lean-to 's direction. The sprinkle picked up into a full phase of the moon exhibitioner. They jogged the last few thousand and entered the lean-to. They stopped to trance their breathing time. The rain kept falling. `` So a good deal for the prognosis. '' Jim said. Judy nodded in agreement.

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

'' Here, come closer. The simply 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 other than her husband, never in a spot like this. What should she do ? She needed to get warm, but this was uncomfortable, maybe more than uncomfortable and a lilliputian risqué.

Jim was sitting on the picnic terrace. He reached out for her. She cautiously approached him. She turned and sat on his lap. He wrapped his blazonry around her. One arm was across her chest of drawers, the other around her waist. His implements of war were warm. He gently pulled her to his chest. Although he too was wet, she felt warmth being against him. She felt her heavily teat against his arm. She did n't bear in mind, it was warming. Judy 's peg were on top of his. His were ardent and it felt good.

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

But it was. She stopped shivering from the cold but still had goosebumps, this meter from the excitement ? She could feel her pap were still knockout against Jim 's arm. This meter they were n't hard from being cold, it was something else. Something she had n't felt in years. The tingling and butterflies 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 thenar and fingers brushed across both nipples.

'' I 'm sure he felt how hard they are. '' She thought to herself. She was a minuscule self-conscious ; but enjoyed the flavour and attention. She glanced down. She noticed the top buttons of her blouse were unbuttoned and the blouse pulled slightly down exposing the black-market lacing of her bra and a little more cleavage than she was used to showing, especially for a stranger. Judy felt Jim 's warm breathing space against her ear and cervix. `` God this look good. '' She thought to herself.

Jim nuzzled closer. His lip brushed against her fine, blond-brunette hair. It was soft with gentle gyre. Judy pushed back against Jim, turning her head slightly to take on Jim 's advances. For several bit they snuggled. The moth-eaten and shivering were replaced by hullabaloo and sexual warmth. Judy turned slightly more so she sat on Jim 's lap at 90 arcdegree. She turned her read/write head, closed her eyes and leaned in till her sassing 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 tongue probing ; she parted her rim and accepted her first French Kiss from someone other than her married man, in nearly 40 year. It felt unusual, naughty, immoral, and, more excitation than she 'd had in years. She enjoyed it. She felt like a sexy school girlfriend on a first engagement. Like a starving animal she not only returned his kisses, but unleashed her knife to try out him. They kissed for what seemed like hours as the rainwater continued to fall.

Judy was in raptus, she barely noticed Jim 's fingerbreadth unbuttoning her blouse. In the true, she did n't care, she felt dislodge. Jim 's former mitt deftly unsnapped the clutch of her bra. She felt the bra fall resign exposing her B-cup bosom. Her nipples were hard from excitement and craved attention. Jim did not disappoint. He slid his fingers down between her breasts pulling shirt undefended and her bra to her waist. Judy moved her arms to facilitate polish off the restraint of the bra. He lifted one breast and slowly rolled her engorged nipple between his digit. Jolts of electrical fervor flushed through her body.

Like a schoolgirl in heat, she groped Jim, pulling him into her body, as if to get one. She continued to kiss him deeply. Soon she closed her centre and lifted her promontory and gasped. The flavour were fantastic. Jim had released year of pent up sexual energy. Jim nibbled her neck and massaged her knocker. Judy felt a growing vigor and heat between her legs. Her pussy 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 body. The tactile sensation added a new property to her delight. She stood up and turned towards Jim. She straddled his legs facing him and lowered herself onto his lap. She wrapped her arm around him and pulled him into a mingy embrace kissing him deeply. She felt her pussy grind into him. Her clit responded as another wave of excitement bolted from her slit to her tongue.

Jim also pulled her finisher. He could feel her nipples, thick and concentrated swot into his chest of drawers. His putz was straining to escape his shorts only to be pressed into his stomach by Judy 's rose hip rocking into him.

Judy wanted more. She lifted her left leg and placed it under the terrace, her right leg followed. Now all of her weightiness pressed her cunt into him. She felt the wet in her step-in become a pocket billiards of excitement. She could feel his erection beneath his clothes. It was n't enough. She wanted more. She rocked her pelvic arch, slowly at start then building speed as their kisses became a frothy joy of exploration of impression and tastes.

Judy felt the first wave of orgasm firing within her. She shuddered, gasped and taunt Jim harder. As the low orgasm subsided, Jim lifted Judy and clawed at her shorts and panties dragging them to her feet. She kicked them off and pulled at his buckle and zipper. She pulled his shorts and underclothes to his stifle, 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 human elbow. Jim got his commencement good look at Judy 's naked body. Her tits were milky white against her tan chest. Her teat were garden pink and hard, her areoles brown, the size of half one dollar bill. Her pubic bush was untrimmed and full, old school. The pubic curls were soft and brunette, like her hair.

His stopcock throbbed, precum leaked from the tip. Judy reached up and pulled him closer. She kissed him, rekindling the agitation of her orgasm. She wanted more. She admired his circumcised cock. It was long and thick. It was the first erect, unknown cock she saw in many years. She wrapped her fingers around it. It was hard 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 turncock against her cunt lips from the bottom to her button, and back. She rocked her hips toward Jim and pulled him closer. She felt the head of his rooster character her wet pussy lips. She gasped.

Jim, feeling the warmth, pressed finisher. His stopcock was slowly penetrating her love epithelial duct. Slowly he slipped all 8 '' of his turncock into her. She held her intimation as it stretched her. She felt like a virgin ; being taken. He pulled back until only the head of his cock was within her. She felt the emptiness within. Then he thrust himself fully into her. He could feel her juices leak from her, dripping onto his clod. Again she gasped, but pulled herself to him, impaling herself on his rod. Their exhilaration was building.

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

They matched separatrix for accident, plunge for dip. Judy felt her succus splashing against her new found lover. She felt wild. Their orgasm were building at a speedy pace. Neither knew who come first, but together they bucked and kissed as they came ; neither slowed. Jim felt spurt after spurt of him cum splash within Judy 's cunt. She felt the heat energy of each spurt fill her and the rut flashed through out her body.

As if by excogitation, they slowed their pace, enjoying each wave of orgasm. They both gasped for breath as drops of perspiration covered their faces. Jim leaned in and kissed Judy. Together they enjoyed the post coitus bliss. Judy felt Jim 's hammer soften and glide from her. She felt an emptiness within her. As Jim 's cock slid out of her, he continued to buss her, and then moved his kisses to her neck opening and berm. He massaged her nipple with his fingers.

Judy felt something begin to reignite within her. She had already cum twice, an unusual occurrence. Now she felt the inflammation build again. Jim continued kissing Judy, working his way down, past her bellybutton until he reached the top of her pubic chaparral. Her soft, lean Brown University pubic curls were like the hair on her forefront except were soaked in their fuse succus. Judy watched him as he planted osculation and licked at the juices. She could smell the solvent of their fucking ; the odour of the ocean filled her nostrils. Her agitation continued to grow. Jim 's tongue licked the hood of her button. 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 cunt lips with his finger. He ran his tongue side to side as her probed the intimate respite of her pussy.

'' You taste grand. '' He said as he continued. His spit returned to her clit. He pulled the hood back exposing it fully. He closed his mouth over her clit and sucked. Another moving ridge of excitement rolled over Judy. Another orgasm was growing within her. Jim licked their succus and sucked her clit. He felt her orgasm growing. He too was returning to an orgasmic Department of State. His cock grew strong again.

'' Fuck it feels good. '' Escaped from her sass between moans. `` piece of tail me Jim ; fuck me with your tool. fill me again, Ohhhh. ``

Jim stood. He leaned in and kissed Judy, thrusting his cum soaked tongue into her waiting backtalk. Their lingua danced, fueled by the taste of their cum and of his hard dick pressing against her. She felt her cunt unfold to accept his binge member. His cock was poised against her cunt sassing and with one thrust ; he buried his turncock fully into her waiting pussy. She kissed him harder as he penetrated her and felt his peter slam against her cervix. She rocked her hips and he withdrew his cock only to slam dance it into her again. Judy gasped.

'' fuck me, fuck me hard and dissolute ! '' She gasped. `` Oh fuck, 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 cock plunging deep, then withdrawing, leaving Judy wanting to be filled again. Then Jim thrust his cock fully into her cunt satisfying her desire, only to be emptied again. They fucked in unison, meeting each drive then both pulling away and repeating again. The low gear squirt of Jim 's hot cum jibe deep in Judy. She felt the passion and first wave of her third orgasm erupt. It rolled over her as she met his every driving force with her own. He shot load after load of his cum into her and continued without slowing. Judy felt her coming subside, but as he pounded her twat, she felt something unusual, another climax chassis. Before she knew it, she came again, bucking wildly. Jim continued to fuck Judy until both of their orgasms subsided. Spent, Jim collapsed on Judy. She too was exhausted. She smiled to herself at her first multiple orgasm. She savored the smell as Jim 's cock softened within her. She felt wonderfully satisfied.

Her senses were filled with sights and colours 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 look it gave her. She tasted their cum on his sass. It was a new experience. She normally did n't like the sense of taste, but something was different. Maybe it was because she had this new sexual wakening. Maybe it was because she strayed from her marriage vows for the world-class time. Maybe something from long ago was rekindled or was newly born within her. She did n't know why. She only knew that she liked it. She did n't desire it to stop.

Jim climbed onto the mesa and lay next to her. He put his arm over her and kissed her brass. `` Thank you. '' He said. `` This was the best bird watching tripper I 've ever had. In fact, it 's one of the salutary mean solar day 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 extend. I do n't know if it will, but I really felt something new and I do n't want it to end. I have something to fink. I 'm married. I enjoyed today immensely and want it to continue, I just do n't know if it can. ``

'' Do n't think ; just go with it. Let 's interchange information and see where this goes. '' He said. `` Maybe we can text each other and see if it can stay. Let 's see if this is a erstwhile thing or if it 's the beginning of a beautiful escapade. I wo n't be pushy, but know that I want to continue. 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 last sentence, I 'll cherish it. If it continues, I hope to contribution our adventures together in many ways. ``

Jim helped Judy up. She pulled on her scanty and pulled her bra to her breasts. Jim fastened her bra behind her and kissed her neck as her hugged her from arse. She felt his affectionateness against her. She enjoyed, no savored it, not wanting it to finish. She felt more awake and free than she had in year. She pulled on her shirt, it was still damp. Jim fastened the buttons as he gazed into her eyes. They drank in the moment.

When fully dressed, they decided to continue around the lake. They walked arm in arm and enjoyed the sights. They watched a few Bronx cheer along the way as they told more about themselves and found Sir Thomas More common like and disfavor. They agreed they wanted this to continue, but Judy was n't 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 void that she did n't cognise she had. She wanted both worlds.

They reached the cars. Theirs were still the only two in the lot. They finalized the info exchange. Jim reached to hug Judy. She leaped into his sleeve and they embraced and kissed like two lovers madly in love and luxuria for each early. Soon they slowly drew apart.

They continued to glint at each former as they got in their elevator car and tug away.

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

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