"I have a confession," said my husband as we sat at our kitchen counter having our morning coffee.
"What kind of confession?" I asked, not sure if this was going to be something serious, or a confession about breaking a dish and not telling me.
I guess he could see the concern on my face when he said, "It's nothing bad just something that happened and I'm not sure how to explain it."
"The best way is to just tell me," I said.
"You're right, last night at the cook-out I noticed a young guy staring at you, he watched you every where you went."
"Who was it?" I asked.
"I'm not sure exactly, I think he was introduced to us when we first got there, but I wasn't paying that much attention. He was lean with curly dark hair, a handsome young man. He had on white shorts and a blue tee-shirt."
"Oh, that was Jay, Irene and Dave's son. He's 18 and going to college in the fall. I did notice him watching me and I was kind of flattered," I said with a smile.
"Yeah that's right, now I remember being introduced."
"So what's the confession?" I asked.
"I think after the build up you're going to think this is silly, but here goes. I noticed that he was looking at you as you moved around the party and, as you know, when you would bend over people could see your cleavage."
"Just a little maybe," I said, again with a smile.
"I know, you weren't hanging out or anything like that, but I noticed Jay would always move into a position that would give him a better view," he said.
"Gee now I am feeling flattered, so what's the confession? " I said.
"Well while I was watching him peeking down your blouse, I got a hard on," he said with a laugh, realizing how silly it sounded.
He continued, "Seeing a young man looking at you that way was such a turn on to me. I had to sit down so the bulge in my pants wouldn't show."
"Oh my God, that is so funny," I said while laughing. "You pervert you!"
"I'm glad you find it funny and don't think I really am a pervert, "he said.
"I think it's cute and sexy too," I said.
"There's another part of my confession."
"There's more?"
"Last night while we were having sex I was fantasizing about him seeing you naked," he blurted out.
"I'm not so sure I like that you had to fantasize while making love to me," I said, getting a little pissed.
"No it wasn't like that Gloria, the thought would just pop into my head every once in awhile."
"Yeah, well next time clue me in on your fantasy and I'll decide if it's one I approve of," I said.
"Do you approve of the one I had?" he asked.
"Actually the thought of having a handsome 18 year old staring at me is very sexy," I answered.
The idea of being seen naked by a younger man was something I found myself fantasizing about over the last few years. I never mentioned it to my husband and now that he told me about Jay just looking at me, I was finding it more stimulating than he might have thought.
I poured us more coffee and went out by the pool to drink it. My son soon joined us before he went to his summer job. The "confession" wasn't mentioned again that day, but I must admit I did think about Jay a few times during the day.
That night when we went to bed, my husband cuddled up to me and asked if I thought he was weird because he got excited by watching someone peek down my blouse. I told him I didn't and to forget about it.
As we had sex that night I fantasized that Jay was watching us.
It was the next Friday after we both had a busy week working, we were sitting out by our pool enjoying a well deserved cocktail.
"The Dolans are having an evening cocktail party at their home tomorrow and I told them we would attend," I told my husband.
"Ah gee Gloria, I wish you would ask me first before you go and accept things like that. I asked Ted and Mark to going fishing with me out on the boat tomorrow and I don't want to have to rush back to go to a cocktail party," he said.
"Wouldn't it have been nice if you told me about your fishing trip," I said. "I'll go by myself and give your apologizes. The kids were invited for a pool party there at the same time. Plus I know plenty of people there so I can still have fun," I said, but letting him know I was annoyed.
We didn't discuss it the rest of the evening. I wasn't really as mad as I let him believe, but I would like to be consulted when he plans a guys day out fishing.
He was out of the house before I even woke up. When I woke I laid in my bed deciding if I should masturbate or not when I remembered I had an early morning nail appointment.
I masturbate by humping my pillow while fantasizing about a certain person or situation. I've done it that way since I was very young when I didn't really know what I was doing. I'm sure having Jay looking at me would have been the fantasy today.
I got my nails done, did some grocery shopping and went home. My daughter, who is 15, was just getting her breakfast, it was 11:30. My son 17 was at his summer job.
My daughter informed me that she was going to the party tonight, but was going to her girlfriend's house first and would spend the night at her house after the party. I'll talk to her friends mother to confirm those plans, I was 15 once myself!
At 7:30 I was all dressed and ready to go to the party, I checked myself out in the bedroom mirror. Damn I looked hot! I don't lack confidence by the way.
I have short blonde hair, a good figure, but I wish I had a better butt. I do have nice boobs and great legs. I'm 45 years old and have to work on keeping it all together. I run four times a week.
The party was summer casual so I was wearing white Capri pants, a shear white thong so I wouldn't have panty lines with a pale orange blouse that buttoned up the front and a shear white bra. White sandals and hoop earrings as accessories. I knocked on my son's bedroom door to see if he was ready, but when he answered he was still in his work clothes. He said he might just go to his friends' house and skip the party.
As soon as I arrived at the party I met several friends and we laughed and talked and had a cocktail or two.
I had my eye out for Jay, just out of curiosity you understand, to see if he was still watching me. I did notice him talking with friends, but he didn't seem to be giving me any "special" attention. In the process of looking for him I did notice another young fellow approximately the same age as Jay looking at me. I saw him more than once.
I was sitting at an empty table just to take a break when a woman that I knew from the parties, but didn't know real wel, sat down next to me.
"Hi Gloria, hope you don't mind if I join you. I have to give my feet a rest, "she said as she kicked off her shoe and rubbed her foot.