My wife, Norah and myself met and had a wonderful afternoon with an older chap called Chris, he is around 60, but a fit 60. We had fun one afternoon in the park, but enjoyed it so much, agreed to meet up again.
This time I phoned Chris to tell him to meet in one of the pubs in Clifton, the Clifton Arms. We got there around 3pm in the afternoon. The pub was really quiet, we chose to sit in one of the secluded corners overlooking the entrance to the beer garden.
Norah was wearing a similar dress to the last one, poppers down the front but flowery. Underneath a sheer black bodystocking and black hold up stockings. I sat next to her, "are you okay I asked?" my right hand touching the skin at the top of her legs. A little sigh came from Norah, "Do you think he will turn up" she asked.
As if on cue Chris entered the bar, apart from the barmaid, we were now the only ones in the Inn. He got himself a pint and sat besides Norah on her right side. "Good afternoon" he said. "Good afternoon Chris" said Norah, He took a sip of beer while Norah got his hand and placed it on her inner thigh. This had escalated quicker than i thought, she opened a few of the poppers on her dress as she took a couple of good swigs of wine.
Norah moved Chris's hand higher, over the front of her bodystocking. This time I moved the nylon to one side, his middle and index finger being pushed into Norah's pussy lip's with Norah doing the pushing. The sound of her moist lips being separated as his two fingers entered her pussy was amazing. I lent in closer, and pushed two of my fingers in her cunt she asked " Are you okay darling, are you enjoying your wife being finger fucked"