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The next four days seemed like the longest four days of my life! Finally, when Friday evening rolled around, Bronwyn and I were chasing each other around like a couple of kids! Once in a while we'd catch one another and just revel in the feel of our bodies touching each other as if it were a totally new and wonderful experience! Well, it was!!
If she asked me once, she asked me a hundred times - "What should I wear?"
We kept scanning her closet for just the right thing and finally settled on a simple black, silk dress. It was perfect, easy to get into and easy to get out of. It was kind of a wraparound, with just one snap and hook which effectively held it all together on her body. The skirt wrapped her butt snugly to about three inches above her knees. The bodice beautifully molded her gorgeous, still high and firm, full breasts. Being somewhat an oriental design, the neckline was high, but open-throated. It caressed her lovely body and displayed it beautifully, especially when we concluded she wouldn't wear any panties or bra underneath it - didn't want to spoil the effect! Yeah, right!!
Because she worked out regularly, she still had a lovely, youthful and slender figure, with ample breasts (34B, if I recall correctly), tapering to a tiny waist and flat tummy, and then blossoming out to a lovely, trim butt, then tapering again down to a gorgeous set of long, shapely gams! Bronwyn's hair is a lustrous auburn, flowing in soft, natural waves down to her shoulders, with bright natural highlights glimmering throughout. In complement, her skin is soft and creamy, flushed with rosy life here and there in all the right places. In every respect, she's very much a woman and very much alive! Her eyes are a deep green. - believe me, she's gorgeous and turns heads in any crowd!
When she got into her dress and paraded before me, I almost jumped her on the spot! Wow! I was so proud of her! And this fabulous woman was my wife! At that moment, I knew I was the luckiest man in the world! She looked sexier and more desirable than any other 42 year old woman I'd ever seen! I suspected this was going to be quite a night! Seeing her ready to go, my level of overall excitement was higher than at any time in my life, if you can believe that!
I was dressed in dark grey slacks and a black turtleneck. I, too, work out regularly and am in better shape overall than many men younger than I, let alone near my age. I have a good set of abs, no love handles, and my butt is firm. Muscularly, I am well-defined, but slender, never having been interested in bulk. Some might say I look 'wiry'. My dark hair has begun to show some grey at the temples, but that's pretty much all that exposes my age of 48.
We looked at each other excitedly as we went to the garage door.
"Well," I said, "ready for a fantastic adventure?!"
"Yes," she said and momentarily flushed with color. She seemed to shiver and I asked her if she wanted to go back and get a wrap or sweater.
She said, "Oh, no, I'm just fine!" It was then I realized the shiver was one of excitement! Hot! Not cold!
I helped Bronwyn into the passenger seat of her Denali and we drove over to Dana's apartment. Outside, parked in her driveway, was a new Porsche Turbo - not bad, I thought, not bad! As we walked up her sidewalk, arm in arm, Dana and Jason emerged, greeting us with pecks on the cheeks, warm handshakes, gentle hugs - you know, the things really good friends do when they see each other, reveling in the warmth of that friendship. I was pleasantly surprised to see Jason join in with a sense of complete belonging even though we'd never met before. Dana was dressed with a tight top which showed off her beautiful, full breasts, but instead of pants, she had on a tight miniskirt, which openly revealed the shape of her lovely, tight ass and gorgeous, long, slender legs. Somehow, I had the feeling in the way that Dana greeted Bronwyn and me that tonight was going to be special in ways I never dreamed of...
As we went inside, Dana whispered, loud enough for me to hear, "Fleet?" into Bronwyn's ear.
I heard Bronwyn respond, "Oh, Yes! I didn't want to miss out on something because I didn't properly prepare - especially after I'd been warned!" Bron gave Dana a light peck on the cheek and said, "Thanks for asking!"
We settled down in Dana's lounge, chitchatting and generally getting comfortable with each other and this whole 'situation'. She served a lovely German red, from the Ahr Valley, made from the Blaue Portugeser grape. It was rich and luscious! When we complemented her on her choice of wine, she told us Jason had brought it, having obtained a few cases of it when he went to Germany to buy his car.
My attention turned to him. He was very handsome, appeared to be athletic, neat and trim, in his early thirties and obviously, financially successful. He said he ran his own investment banking firm. When he mentioned its name, I was surprised; not having known the owner of that well-known and fast-growing enterprise was so young.
Well, one thing I knew about him, he had impeccable taste - he was with Dana!
Jason and Dana, both, were taking in Bronwyn! Their glances at her, animated in her conversation (I think, to some degree, out of nervousness as to what was going to follow that night), showed appreciation, no, rather, a growing lust for that beautiful, desirable creature sitting in front of them.
