My name is Claudia and I am in my late forties. I have a husband and two grown up sons. I am a store owner and I am very happy with it. My marriage is rather happy even if a few year ago (I was 36 at the time) following a bad period with my husband I had a lover. But that is the past. I am still rather fit and I take care of my weight going to the gym. Someone say I am still sexy and I like it, but actually I am not interested to have sex on my husband back.
I want to relate an old story of mine.
I don't know exactly how it happened.
When I was a very young 20 years old I studied but also worked as a part-time shop assistant at a store. My boss was Susan, the owner's daughter, and she was a little older than me at an age of 23.
She was a very good friend.
We talked a lot about everything and frequently Susan asked me for advice about what goods to sell especially clothing. Sex was also a preferred topic in our talks, but I think this is very frequent between really good and young friends. I had a boyfriend, Paul, to whom I lost my cherry only a few months before and Susan was rather curious about my sexual activities. Always she posed me a lot of intimate and naughty questions, but apparently it is for a laugh and there were no secrets between us.
Susan also had a boyfriend, Bryan, and she was not bashful at all telling me her exploits with him.
Susan has had also a bunch of boyfriends being absolutely not reticent about the sex she had with them in the past, with details on their cocks, their lovemaking attitude, even their measurements. She admitted to love sex over any other thing in the world. A day she even gave me a counsel about sucking a cock and give a boy a major pleasure, and she also confessed to masturbate a lot.
From my side I was also extrovert with her about my sexual activities with Paul, describing in detail how I sucked him (something that I really liked to do) and how I liked to position myself in the act of love making. But I also had to admit that I liked very much to masturbate in my bed, exactly like she did every night when she was alone.
Coming back to the work in the shop, as the confidence grew between us, she asked me to try some new models of clothes.
This happened during the closing time of the store.
Nobody was present and I had no problem to undress to my undies and put on the new dress as she looked at me. Then we commented how the dress fit to my body and how good it was.
Usually Susan paid me great compliments about my modelling talent having me very flattered.
A day she proposed me to try a few new bikinis. This time I had to remain naked but it was not a big deal as were friends and girls.
To say the true I had the impression that she looked at me with a much more interest than the bikinis but I didn't care. Even if I was at a very young age my exhibitionist tendencies were rather developed. Once again Susan paid me great compliments about my body, prizing my apple sized boobs and the little bush between my legs and gifted me with one of those bikinis.
In another occasion, after a long and friendly talk at closing hour Susan gave me a little peck on the lips. Usually we said each other good bye united a friendly kiss on the cheeks. This time was different. She gave me this short kiss on the lips and giggled then she asked me if I was bothered.
I said her no so she said "ok then" and gave me another kiss on the lips. A bit longer this time and asked me to reciprocate. I did. She asked me if I felt it strange, but I said no. In facts it was no more than a little peck and I felt it intimate and kind. This candid episode increased our intimacy and since then we exchanged a little kiss on the lips every morning and every night at closing time.
A morning Susan called me very early, something like eight o'clock.
The store was in maintenance for two weeks and she proposed me to go to the beach. It was the spring and not so hot but thinking at a day in the sun and nature I accepted. At eleven she arrived at my house with her car.
Not far from our town was a beach and we used to go there with our boyfriends for sunbathing and a dip with other couples, but a few miles to the North it was another little place where nudity was tolerated. People called that place "the forbidden spot" alluding the girls walking and sunbathing naked there.
Susan had been there with Bryan and I was also curious to visit the place but Paul was rather jealous of me so I kept it quiet from him. Besides I had never gone topless on a beach and Susan commented it was the time for me to try it.
That morning Susan proposed me to go there as our boyfriends were both somewhere else and nobody would know about our quick visit to the nudist place.
I thought about it for a little while then I accepted but I had Susan swore to say nothing to a living soul about it.
After she reassured me I got in the car with her.
Susan drove few miles towards the North to reach the "forbidden" beach. Along the way I was nervous. Until then I had never been naked or topless on a public beach but I was eager to try. But I was afraid of being recognized and I didn't want a quarrel with my mother and my boyfriend.
One hour later we were at the shore.
It was late May so there weren't many people at the beach, only two other couples near to us and a few other a little further.
We aired our towels and undressed. In a first time I was rather timid and proposed to take not off the lower part of the bikini. Susan consented and we lay in the sun topless.
From time to time the present girls walked the beach in the nude like they loved to show off. Beautiful girls by the way. The guys had also very nice and big cocks which Susan commented favourably. I agreed with her. Especially one boy had a real nice cock, something like a small trunk between his legs and I devoured him with my eyes.
