A woman travels to Florida to visit her Aunt. She stays with her high school friends that are now married.
"Bye honey, I'll call you when I arrive in Florida. Have fun being Mr. Mom while I'm away and no eating out every night." I kissed my family, went out to the cab, and drove off to the airport. My name is Mary Lane and I'm 35 years old, 5'5" tall, 160lbs, long straight black hair, 36C breast with large dark nipples. I have a lightly bronzed colored skin due to my American Indian heritage.
I just left my husband and children to fly to Florida to visit an elderly Aunt and spend a few days with some old High School friends that are now married. I haven't seen them since our 10 year reunion. Tim and Savannah were high school sweethearts. We were part of a group of friends that just hung out. We weren't the quarterback or the head cheerleader type. We were the ones that made fun of the Jocks and the RawRaws.
Tim is a successful business man, tall six foot 190, no gut, nicely muscled arms and legs from playing handball and swimming. Savannah was the blonde bombshell of the group with her 38D breasts, five foot-seven inch 185 pounds of full figured woman with the curves in just the right places. Tim and Savannah were married right after Tim finished college. They have no kids by choice. They like to travel and play. Savannah took the entire week off so we can play. She said she would drive me around so I wouldn't have to spend money on a car rental.
The tropical Florida heat was sweltering and I didn't realize how hot and humid it actually was until I left the air conditioned airport. Savannah met me at the luggage carousal where she threw her arms around me as we embraced in a huge hug. I felt her huge tits smash against mine. Her large nipples were obviously hard from the air conditioner as they poked and rubbed against me. It was noticeable and so erotic that I felt a twinge all the way down to my pussy. I was way too horny. Sex at home has been less than occasional since the kids came along. Always one excuse after another and before you know it, three or four weeks pass by with no sex. Instead of my pussy drying up it actually shudders at the slightest attention my body receives, even if it's just my nipples rubbing against my lace bra.
We grabbed my luggage off the carousal and headed to Savannah's car. She took the tourist route back to her house giving me a glimpse of the ocean and some of the beautiful homes around the area. We arrived at her home, pulling into a long driveway that leads to a large two car garage. I followed her into the house through the laundry area and then opened up into the kitchen. The kitchen had white marble counters and stainless steel industrial appliances. It was a real chef's dream kitchen. The kitchen opened up to a large living room with floor to ceiling windows looking out to what had to be a half an acre of swimming pool and a perfectly landscaped yard. Unlike my house that you can hang your hand out the kitchen window and hand the neighbor a cup of coffee, I couldn't make out any neighbors homes from here.
We walked through the nicely decorated home and down a long hallway of doors. We stopped at the second door on the right and Savannah ushered me in. The room was more like a presidential suite. There was a large four poster bed with a canopy of lace. The room was done in white and pink dainty flowered wallpaper. Savannah put my luggage on the bed and opened it up, "Start putting your things in the dresser and closet, you're not living out of a suitcase."
She then opened a door to a full private bathroom, "There are fresh towels under the sink and there is an empty drawer here for your toiletries."
She was fluttering around the room opening this drawer and that showing me where to put things. She then opened the drapes to unveil a sliding glass door out to the pool and spa. It was better than any five star hotel I have ever seen. They were doing very well for themselves. Savannah left me to unpack.
I started to put my things away. I opened a drawer of the dresser to find things already in it. I assumed they were Savannah's things until I found a note with my name on it. I picked up the note and read it aloud to myself, "Dearest Mary, Tim and I are so happy that we can spend this time with you. Please make yourself at home. I took the liberty to buy you a few things to make the stay more comfortable for you. Please accept my gift to you. Tonight is girl's night out and I will show you the town. Tim is going to be our DD and will drop us off and pick us up. PARTY TIME!"
I picked up the white lacy camisole with matching panties. I bit shear for me and I couldn't possibly walk around the house wearing this, I am much too modest. I opened the walk in closet to hang a few of my things and there was a matching white robe that was a bit more modest to wear over the outfit. There were a few more hangers with some clothes and a bow on each hanger. More gifts, I am being spoiled. I freshened up and went out to the kitchen, "Savannah you are going to spoil me so much that I won't want to leave."
She handed me a tall thin glass filled with spiked lemonade, "I can do whatever I want it's my house. I want you to come back over and over again. Let's go out to the patio and enjoy the sunshine. Tim won't be home for a few hours. We have a special place we are taking you tonight for dinner. We can finish our drinks, head to your Aunt's place to check on her, and be back in plenty of time to change for our night out."
We did a little catching up on our lives. Savannah belonged to more clubs and fund raisers than I knew existed. My housewife's life seemed very humdrum in comparison. I was beginning to feel a little blue about my life and how comfortable it has become. I needed this night out to shake things up. We finished our drinks and headed off to see my Aunt.
It was getting late and we said our goodbyes to my Aunt and I told her I would check on her again tomorrow. Savannah and I bolted out the door like school girls heading to the prom. We got back home and I went into my room and started the shower. The water felt wonderful after the flight and visiting my Aunt in the hospital I needed to wash up. I grabbed my razor and began shaving my legs. I don't know what got into me but I shaved my pussy and ass. Once I started I couldn't stop myself. I'm sure my husband would comment but right now I just didn't care I needed to feel pretty.
My pussy was feeling overly sensitive now. It felt so good I don't know why I didn't do it years ago? I rubbed the soft skin around my pussy and I felt a shutter run through my body. 'Wow' I thought to myself, I'm about to give myself an orgasm just by touching myself. I got out of the shower and dried off. I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror, "Not bad Mary, nice firm tits, a little curvy around the hips but still looks good, and your shaven pussy with your lips hanging low looks really hot." I laughed at myself and headed into my room to put on some clothes.
On the bed was a wrapped gift box. Savannah strikes again. I lifted the lid off the box to find a sexy outfit, maybe a bit too sexy for me? Hell NO! I was feeling really sexy right now. I pulled out the items in the box and lay them out on the bed. Savannah knew my size better than I did. The white sheer push up bra lifted the girls nicely and was the best fitting bra I ever had on. My nipples were dark and very visible through the material. I ran the tips of my fingers around my nipples and felt my legs getting a little wobbly. I pulled on a matching thong that just about made me cum when it slipped in between my pussy lips. I bent over the bed trying to calm myself down. I pulled on a jean skirt that barely hung past my ass cheeks. The top was white with a frilly collar and no buttons. It took me a couple of minutes to figure out that I had to tie the shirt tail in the front to hold it together. My mid drift was now exposed which didn't make me feel comfortable at all. That is my worst area after having a couple of kids. I only brought flat shoes, so I slipped a pair on and headed down the hall back to the kitchen.
Savannah had another drink in her hand and was holding out one for me. Whistling a cat call, "You still got it girl. Have a martini while we wait for Tim to pick us up."
Savannah was dress even more provocative than I was with a black cropped leather vest, no bra, red leather miniskirt, and black leather boots. She was smoking hot. I took the drink from her and we toasted to having a good night. Savannah looked at me, grabbed me by the hand and rushed me back to her bedroom. "Try these on." She said as she handed me a pair of black boots that went just below the knee, buckles along the back much like a horse rider would wear.
