Mostly a complicated set up in this part with the majority of the sex play to follow in the next part.
Narrator: Me, Mary 45yo old mother of three, two boys 25 and 22 and a daughter 24.
Auntie Meg (friend and confidant) aged 42
Like all relationships the erotic fires had burnt down to embers between my hubby and I. Three adult aged children still living at home will do that to you. My sex life had been reduced to the occasional play with a toy and the animated discussions with my best friend Meg who I had known for years since school and only recently reconnected with when she moved back into the area after splitting from her husband.
She was newly out into the dating scene and while not going crazy, had had a couple of adventures that she was happy to share with me. She told me her agenda was solely good sex and that a relationship was the last thing on her mind. I admit that I drove home from these chats more than a little damp in my panties.
Before we go too far I'll paint a brief picture for you. I keep myself in pretty good shape with regular visits to the gym and Pilates sessions. I still wear the same size I did in College, the bottom half at least. I've got long dark hair and at the insistence of my husband about ten years ago I had my breasts enhanced from the original C cup to D+. I"m 5'6 and I still manage to turn a few male eyes at the shops. Maybe a couple of female ones as well if I'm honest but not like I'm looking.
Meg my friend from school days moved back to the area about two years ago with her three girls aged 12, 10 and 9. Her ex lives about 70km away from her and takes the girls about four days of every two weeks on average which is when she exercises her social life. She also has long dark hair, is a couple of inches taller than me and we were often mistaken as sisters back at school. She is slim although a little curvier than me and her boobs are a natural C cup. We had kept in touch via facebook over the years but didn't meet up again until she moved back from overseas.
Meg became my secret guilty pleasure and we would meet up regularly for coffee or lunch and no one in my family was any the wiser. As a mum you just need to keep some part of yourself for yourself. I really enjoyed these catch ups as the conversations were almost exclusively about sex. The quality and quantity she was getting and the amount I would have liked to.
In passing Meg told me that she frequented an adult hook up site, Redhotpie to those in the know. She told me the place was paved wall to wall with dirty men by the hundreds looking for women to practice their dirty deed's with. Like Tinder on steroids with no dancing around what everyone was really there for. Relationships were not readily on the agenda although I'm sure the right connection would stretch long term.
Having spoken about her adventures for a few months Meg suggested that I should set up a profile on RHP for myself anonymously, like they all are right? She suggested that it could just be a bit of fun, look at a few pics of naked men and maybe a bit of on line dirty chat. Well that certainly didn't seem too out there for me or likely to destroy my family so our next visit was at Megs house and we sat down to set up my profile to get some bites.
I tried to be as honest about my wants and needs as possible so at least the people I was chatting with would be on the same page. Turns out every man thinks they have what you want or can convince you that you will want what they are offering online but thats another story for another day.
So I described myself, age, hair, looks, boob size etc etc before I got down to the nitty gritty. Was I 100% vanilla and straight or were there a few kinks in my persona asked Meg. I told her I wouldnt consider myself gay or even bi really but heteroflexible seemed about right. The right woman could tempt me.........possibly with a little dalliance.
So what type of man would my fantasy contact be. I thought to myself that middle age had very little appeal to me. I already had that at home with all the distractions of life so I said under 30, young, fit and unencumbered by life would be about right. Well endowed would be good if we were ticking off bucket list items. I had a spark of naughtiness work its way to the surface and I told Meg that I had some fantasies about dominating a young man and making him do everything that pleased me and was at my beck and call which brought a nervous giggle from her. "That sounds delicious" she said.
We filled in all the required sections without being able to identify me in the real world before Meg suggested I need at least a couple of profile pictures to seal the deal. I balked at the idea thinking I would be identified the next time I went to the supermarket and my reputation ruined. She offered to take a couple of pics of my boobs and my butt that were in no way identifiable. She also suggested a couple of more risquΓ© shots for a private album in case the on line sex chat escalated.