We are in Florida, and have been on the beach all day. Your body is bronzed and beautiful. We are out after dinner, dancing and drinking, enjoying our romantic relationship. You have on a low cut, backless dress, with your black heels. Underneath you have on red lace thongs and no bra. You look stunning. I have on my silk tan pants, my black Tommy Bahama shirt, and black loafers, no socks. I have my silky blue boxers on.
We have been kissing and holding each other all night. While dancing, I have been grabbing your ass and you don't mind. We are out of town. You have felt my stiff penis through my pants when we slow dance. You feel your wetness.
Someone else has been watching us. At the bar, she's 40 something, long dark hair, and a lean, slinky build. She's pretty, but not beautiful. Her top is light colored, very sheer, sleeveless, and hangs loose around her armpits so you can just see the curve of her breasts. Sexy but not distasteful. Her skirt is short but not mini, and shows of her long, tanned legs. She has red heels on. She looks very enticing. I notice her, and tell you that while I go to the bathroom, you should go talk to her. I can tell you are quite OK with that.
When I return, I find you both deep in conversation, tipping glasses to toast something, and very close to each other. When I approach, you turn, take my hand and lead me to hers, introducing me to her. You tell me that she is recently divorced and you have been sharing war stories. You say the conversation got around to sex, and that she has not had a lover since her divorce over a year ago. I look at her and her eyes are on you and she is smiling. I say, "well, what are we going to do about that?" You look at her, take her hand, and say, "let's fix that tonight." She just smiles, and I pay the tab, and we are off to the elevator.
Once inside, you turn to her and ask her to kiss me, which she does without hesitation. Then I ask her to kiss you, and she moves close to you, takes your face in her hands, and gently puts her mouth on yours. Your pussy begins to quiver. Your hands move around to her ass and you slowly caress her and pull her closer. I hear her breathing get louder.
The door opens and you both put your arms around me and we move to our room. I unlock the door, and we enter and I pour us all a glass of Champagne. As I turn, I see her moving behind you, pulling you tight against her, and she begins to kiss your neck. Her hands move around to your waist, then up across your tits. Her tongue finds your ear as her hands cup your breasts. You push your ass into her, and she slowly pulls your dress off your shoulders and it drops to the floor. Her hands are now running down your back and she slowly and softly grabs your ass. You instinctively start to bend over. As her hands move between your legs. You bend over, placing your arms on the bed. She cups your pussy, gently rubbing the outside of your thong. You are soaking wet. You turn to undress her, but she stops you, and lays you back on the bed. She turns to me and says, "You do it."