I'm a 64 year old woman who's very fit, and quite attractive if I do say so myself. I've been told on many occasions how pretty I am, and no one ever believes my age. Sorry if I sound vain, just trying to paint a picture of who I am. That being said, I'm also a little prudish, not completely, but a little. I just don't like talk to about my sex life with anyone, I'm pretty private that way. There is however one exception, Mary, my best friend. Mary is 3 years younger than me and if you need a visual, she's told almost daily she looks like an older Kelly Ripa. very attractive.
We know pretty much everything there is to know about each other, including our sex lives. We have been friends for 40 years. We were both married around the same time, and still both enjoy our husbands and our lives. Neither of us work anymore so we have a lot of free time on our hands and we're always looking for something fun to do. One afternoon we were sitting around drinking and our talk turned to sex, as it often does. Mary asked me what crazy thing I would do if I knew I wouldn't be caught. I told her to give me a few minutes to think about it.
About 5 minutes later I had an answer for her. I said, "I would masturbate in front of another man and not let him know who I was."
"Wow! I wasn't expecting that."
"well, like I said, they wouldn't know it was me, I would just be some stranger who is getting herself off in front them."
Mary said, "I love that idea, can't we figure out a way to do that?"
I just laughed and said, "oh sure, no problem." Then after thinking about it for a couple of minutes I said, "I have an idea how we could do it, you in?"
She said, "let me hear it first then I'll let you know."
I told her my idea and she was immediately in. We decided to make it happen this coming Sunday. Most every sunday our husbands watch football at our house, sometimes Mary's, but usually ours. Our house is 2 stories and the second floor has a bridge that goes across to connect the master bedroom suite to the other bedrooms and stairs. The bridge overlooks the den, which is where the guys watch the game. On this day, the bridge became our playground.