Sue is your typical mature woman. She's been happily married to her husband, Jack, for many years; she's a mother and a grandmother with a loving husband. But as many women do, she also has some very discrete sexual desires that she rarely hints of to him. Though her husband hasn't been such a slouch in bed for most of their married lives, she has grown somewhat tired of the same old routine with him these last few years.
They're once or twice a month if that; lovemaking is most often over before she barely gets warmed up to him. Indeed, it's been ages since she has had an orgasm with him inside of her, and she's become ever more melancholy.
Her family life is filled with love, laughter, and togetherness; she has a loving husband and makes do with her lackluster sex life. But deep inside, she feels a hunger from time to time. It's a wonton desire for a new adventure. But it's something that she keeps very well hidden. But even as she tries hard to suppress those desires, they are ever present and simmer just under the surface.
Sue is not a young woman, of course. But she is nonetheless young at heart, feeling she still has lots to offer a man. And she wants to experience more of what men can offer to her; she craves to be treated wantonly.
She doesn't have a runway model body, and to be honest, she is quite shy. Indeed, she's a mere five-foot-six in height, slender as a swimmer, yet curvy in the right places and full-breasted at a nice fleshy B-cup. She's very beautiful in the eyes of her husband and many other men.
She doesn't consider herself overtly attractive by any means, though the men she has encountered in her life would argue to the contrary. Her husband has even jokingly teased on several occasions that he's witnessed men looking at her with a lustful gaze. Teasing, "I think that guy wants to fuck my wife," he would say, whispering in her ear.
It embarrasses her to no end to hear him talk that way about her. But often in the middle of the night, those words of his spur those lustful cravings within, and she will play with herself as he sleeps comfortably beside her.
As a married woman, Sue has always been faithful to Jack. She and her man are very loving to one another, and she has never wanted to love anyone else. But, from time to time, she wonders to herself, "What if."
As most do, Sue has the occasional fantasy sparked by someone or some event. Some of those imaginations are just horny enough that she would masturbate herself at inappropriate times and places while away from her husband. She finds it very exciting to do such things while risking being discovered. As Jack would drive them around their hometown for various reasons, Sue would stare out her window with a subtle smile as they passed parking lots and parks or the occasional ally or side road. These were places where she had lifted her little dress or shimmied down her tight little shorts to play with her aching pussy while cars drove past or people walked nearby.
Looking back over the years, She noted several opportunities she had to let other men have at her. Some of them were past co-workers and the occasional friends of her husbands, to name just a few.
But she had always allowed for the opportunity to slip away from her. She feared the obvious consequences should her horny exploits be discovered. Nothing good would arise should her naughty acts be found out by her husband or someone's wife. Still, there's a running tally of missed opportunities she peruses from time to time in her head.
More often than not, it's those impossible encounters that she fantasizes about. They involve the ever-present strangers that intrigue her the most and inspire her hottest masturbation play. Indeed, they would provide the most realistic and most plausible real-life opportunities to live out something she would normally only dream of, should she be so lucky.
As of late, things at home have been rather slow. Not that her life was becoming anything less than it was. But she could feel a change coming over her; it seemed that she was becoming more and more amenable to her horny desires.
Maybe it was her mature age or the fact that she was now resigned to being retired. Maybe she was just feeling bored with things in general. She couldn't put her finger on it, but she knew that she was looking for something to do. Or maybe a new experience. She was just really feeling stuck in life as of late.
It was around this time that something impossible happened to her while she was out running errands one afternoon. Needing a break and a pee, she stopped to get a coffee at the local coffee shop.
She ordered her drink and proceeded to head to the lady's room, only to find there was an out-of-order sign posted on the door. Returning to the counter, she inquired with the barista, but the gal simply said she could use the men's room if the door was unlocked. Feeling that urgency, Sue didn't have a problem with that.
Briskly, she walked across the store and turned the knob to the men's bathroom. As luck would have it, the door was unlocked, and she opened the door to walk in. Noting in front of her, the sink and urinal are on the same wall, parted by a small partition, Sue smiled at the placement of the fixtures.
She wasted no time shutting the door and pulling up her little dress to slip her panties down as she positioned herself over the bowl on the opposite wall. But just as she lowered her bottom, the door swung open towards her, hiding her from view. A tall, slender man entered and shut the door behind him as he flipped the lock without even looking.
Sue held her stream tightly in shock as he stepped up to the urinal in front of her, realizing her mistake.
As she watched him from behind, he popped several buttons on his jeans, reaching in to pull his cock out as he stepped up to pee. The man let his jeans slump down to mid-thigh, not knowing she was seated behind him. Fearing her discovery, she could no longer resist the urge to relieve herself, and she breathed an audible sigh of relief as her stream hit the water.
She gasped at the sound as it filled the bathroom, she saw him stiffen up in surprise as he became aware of her. Sue and the man standing at the urinal on the opposite wall from her pissed in unison, quite mortified.
Sue watched as he cautiously turned his head to look behind him midstream. With duel sheepish grins, they make eye contact, and he spins his head back around hastily.
