Both of my parents were missionaries and raised me in a very conservative manner. Sex was never a topic in our house. While I looked at a few pictures of naked men, I had my first sexual experience when I went to university.
My roommate and I came home fairly drunk from a party. As we came through the door, she kissed me. I thought it was cute so I kissed her back. The next thing I knew, her hand was between my legs. I was confused. The shock of being touched by a woman was contrasted by how good it felt. My first orgasm took me by surprise and it took a lot out of me. However, the second orgasm was even more intense. As I collapsed on the bed, my roommate removed my jeans and buried her face into my pussy. I remember my eyes and mouth were wide open. It was clear she was very experienced and it didn't take long for me to cum again. That orgasm literally knocked me out. I came so hard. I was bouncing around and actually fell off the bed.
We played a few more times after that until I met my eventual husband. Sex with him was great. We had sex nearly every day and after university, we got married.
Fast forward many years, and I have gone through menopause, and my husband was dealing with ED. Our love for each other was still very strong, just that our sex life became few and far between.
I took a very well paying job at a food factory as the Human Resources Director. It was there that my sexual knowledge was taken to dizzying heights.
My day started like any other day, checking the day's meeting schedule. I had a meeting at ten with James, the production supervisor, and another at 11:30 with one of the staff.
James was a lovely man. His demeanour and the way he approached his work was cool and calm, even when schedules were tight. He was the only staff member from west of the Atlantic, and there was something about him that was liked by the ladies. The receptionist, Gweneth, and I often joked about meeting him when we were younger.
I went to get a coffee just before my meeting with James. As I got to the front desk, Gweneth was chatting with him.
"What's going on here?" I asked jokingly.
"Excuse me, wait your turn," Gweneth replied.
"Ladies, ladies, no need to fight. There's enough to go around," said James, and we all had a good laugh.
As he was early, I asked him to come through, and we started the meeting early. We reviewed the training documents of his team, and arranged training for them. Since we finished early, we began to chat about how we got to this point in our lives. Although James looked younger than me, he was actually five years older than me.
"You look amazing for your age. How do you do it?" I asked.