One morning after shopping, while sipping a poor black in a java shop class in a fashionable beach side suburb, a char who I had met socially a few times came and sat beside me. We discussed the common mundane theme middle aged womanhood do, like the weather, tiddler, interest rates, houses and exchangeable petty topics.

‘ Would you like to come and see our new menage. It has a terrific prospect over the bay,'Denise asked with a all-encompassing wide smile, taking me by surprisal.

For the first time I looked very closely at her, taking in her show, and very casual but expensive and unostentatious clothes. Even in her ‘ dressed down'look Denise was a very skilful looking char, and it was obvious she had a well kept build under her clothes.

‘ Why not,'I smiled. ‘ Lead the way in your car and I will follow you.'

Ten minute of arc later we were admiring the aspect from the sun deck of cards. ‘ I love sun washup here on mean solar day like this,'Denise said, watching me very closely, as she undid two buttons at the top of her blouse. ‘ In summertime I love to get an all over tan. This summertime has been good. My tan is the outdo I have had in years.'

I almost felt that Denise was daring me to to ask her to shew me just how good her tan was. Instead I asked, ‘ display me the rest of the theater ?'

Denise took my hand and led me back inside. I was intrigued by the way she took my deal in her long digit, but surprisingly did not feel uncomfortable about it.

As we walked through the rest of the sign of the zodiac Denise ‘ accidentally'rubbed against me several meter, each time taking my hand again, as if for reassurance.

While this was going on I looked at Denise even more closely than I had before. She made the nearly of looks which depended on her brilliantly sun tanned peel contrasting with her funfair, blondish hair, which she wore down to her shoulders.

She had long well formed stage, it seemed from the sozzled appointment white cotton mire she wore, and a very good, firm and well shape arse. As I looked again at her creamy silk blouse, which now had a number of push untie, I could see an exquisite segmentation and obviously good size of it tits. As I looked even more closely at her blouse it was obvious that she was not wearing a bra and that her pap were very upright against the voiced silk.

I had never had an amour with another woman, but must admit to fantasizing and wondering about one, on a bit of occasion in the past. At that particular proposition moment the thought of Denise making a pass at me was a very charge prospect.

The tour progressed as Denise pointed out the Adam mantelpiece, Waterford glassware, Persian carpeting, Thomas Chippendale dining entourage, and next the professional sleeping room, with eyeshot over the bay.

Denise sat on the edge of huge four card bed with a canopy over it. ‘ semen and sit her and look up to the view with me,'she asked with what I thought was an boundary to her vocalisation.

As she extended her handwriting I took it and joined her on the bed, not altogether certainly of myself and wondering deep down what all this might be leading to. At the same time part of me was saying, ‘ go with the flow if she makes a move.'I kept telling myself to admit the view of something like this natural event was something I had been wanting to try for a recollective time, and perhaps this was to be the day. Fate is bigger than all of us my husband used to say.

Idly as I absorbed the view Denise licked the fingers on my right hand, her movements becoming more rapid. next she circled my palm with a very wet finger. ‘ Like the view ?, she said boldly unbuttoning another button on her blouse with her unloosen hand as I watched, unable to verbalize. By now her blouse was held shut by just one push button at its alkali and I could feel myself becoming excited by the the sight of her gorgeous cleavage, and as she moved I could see all her nipple and the very raise pap on each.

Denise kept circling my palm, sending unmistakably expressed messages and signal. ‘ You like that, don't you ?'

Just like a man would, Denise then put one arm around my waist while she bent and brushed my neck with a series of little, very wet kiss. ‘ I can stop if you want me to ... No ? Good.'

‘ Let's start by getting rid of your place,'Denise said kicking them off.

‘ end your heart. Let me charge up you and drive you to new places. I could distinguish just by looking at you today, that you were ready for me.'

At the same clip I closed my optic and very excited I could feel Denise unbuttoning my blouse and unhooking my bra.

‘ Wow. You have superb pap. Even better than I thought they would be. Compared to me you are almost lily white. I love it. Beautiful brown nipples against big, gorgeous snow white nipple,'she said licking and kissing each in spell, her fingers teasing the early as she did.

‘ Your nipple like what I'm doing. They are as punishing as bullet train - big bullets. I wish you jazz how a lot this is turning me on. This all for you Denise. You don't have to do anything. Just lie back and enjoy and let me look at you,'she whispered in a very excite vox, pushing my head back onto three pillows.

The pillows were high enough for me to watch Denise's every move as I opened my eyes again, watching her lick and kiss my excited nipples.

As she unbuttoned the waistband of my skirt and slipped it off with one gentle movement, she sucked on my finger again, leaving me more excited than I thought I could ever be.

Denise surrounded each of my nipples with all her fingers, delicately teasing them even more than I thought possible.

‘ Do you like watching me lick your fabulous bosom ?'I was almost screaming at her, for her to nurse them some more as she started to work and breastfeed on them again. She fastened her rima oris on each in routine with luxurious leisure, flicking the level of her tongue all over them, pulling with her brim and her entire knife, until I was so turned on it was almost painful.

My optic were closed again as I felt Denise start to take off the rest of my wearing apparel. She cradled my head in her depart arm and with the other reached down, with a speck I could barely register, but which at the same clip was madenly arousing, over my newly shaved slit and pubic hair.

‘ surface your oculus and watch me peel Denise. Better still assist me.'

She stood close to me and put my fingers on the remaining push of her blouse. Our tangled finger slowly removed her blouse and she stepped back for effect and my benefit as she dropped it to the floor, at the same sentence cupping each of her tits with her hands. ‘ You like ?'knowing good well what my reply would be.

Her suntan really was as dependable as she had said. It suited her skin and she had the skin color to go with it. ‘ Now the zip,'she said turning her spine to me so I could help with her slackness. Very delirious by now I pulled them down to her ankles, running both my manpower over her smooth leg. Underneath she wore a midget pair of tweed silk pants, which were only about one centimetre spacious at the sides, further accentuating her sun tan. She motioned for me to withdraw those as well, not saying a word.

Her completely naked physical structure was just as I had imagined, and completely sun tanned, not a albumen spot anywhere.

As if sensing no protest from me as I closed my eyes again, she straddled me, one knee on either position of my articulatio coxae. I opened my eyes to ascertain fascinated at this new experience as she sat back naked on her heels and devoted herself to gliding her fingertips all the way down my thighs and calves and back again.

‘ I love your body,'Denise said as I opened my heart again.

‘ I like yours too,'I said smiling boost, purport on playing the peaceful partner to the hilt for my level best pleasure.

As she licked and kissed my titty some more I took her hand.

‘ No. Let me. You are not ready yet.'

By now I was for certain I was moaning imploringly as she caressed the skin inside the top of my thighs, her fingerbreadth reaching high-pitched and gamey until they fluttering at the rim of my cunt. I could not help moaning and opening my branch, and I felt certainly Denise could see how wet I was for her, as well as flavour it.

I was watching very closely now as Denise crouched low over my cunt and and started blowing on my pubic hair. I could feel the haircloth parting with her breathing place on my swollen clit. At last she reached out with her spit and making it into a point, she darted it again and again at my core. Sometimes she sucked it with her whole lip, sometimes just licking it with a spark flickering touch.

All I felt like saying was, ‘ ass me, for God's sake have a go at it me, Denise,'which I am certain I did. I watched fascinated as Denise knitted the three middle fingers of her left hand together, and worked them several inches up between my pegleg. As I strained frantically forward and upward, Denise kneel, bent again and took my vulva into her, hot, avid panoptic oral fissure, sucking rhythmically on my clitoris at the Saami time as she slid her three finger in and out. Sometimes it was only an in or two, sometimes as far as she could go.

I was only cognisant of the most intense pleasure. Her finger in my vagina producing a hardness and knobbiness of stimulation that even the biggest, hardest cock never could. The sucking, the comb-out, was like nothing I had ever believed possible. I felt myself pausing on the boundary of orgasm, pausing, pausing and then coming into Denise's mouthpiece with a bursting flush and widening kitty of muscle spasm which made me scream in incredulous abandon.

While I was still throbbing and jerking my rose hip forward, Denise threw herself on me, kissing me for the first sentence on my dry, open mouth, pressing her vulva, lightly covered with night hair, into my pubis. At the like time she cupped my business firm fleshy arse in both her hands and rubbed relentlessly, until she she came quickly into the consummate coming she had been holding back for so long.

Later as we dressed, Denise said,'You look fabulous ’. ‘ Do something for me. go away your gasp here. When you leave wear cipher under your skirt. you can conceive of me all the way home then. And I will have something to remember you by. testament you ?'

Later that nighttime when my hubby arrived menage he wondered what caused the sudden surge of involvement in my sex cause. It was a long time since I had met him at the room access without my pants on and seduced him .