Jennifer was feeling a little anxious. It was Thursday afternoon. She was in the first day of a two day meeting in Atlantic City. She was to give a big presentation on day two and was having a hard time concentrating on the day one events. Jennifer, or Jenn, as she was usually called, had left home and her husband and two kids early that morning and made the two hour drive to AC. She would be staying the night at the hotel.
After she finished up on Friday she would make a thirty minute drive down the coast to stay at a friend's beach house. Her friend Sandy, who she had known since college, had offered the use of the house for the weekend. Her husband and children were supposed to join her on Friday evening but a rescheduled baseball game meant they wouldn't arrive until Saturday morning. It was late June and the summer season didn't really kick into high gear until the Fourth of July. They were planning a quiet, relaxing weekend.
The day's scheduled meetings drew to a close and Jenn told herself that she just needed to get through the group dinner and then she could head back to her room to finish prepping for her presentation. As dinner wrapped up, she was being pressured to hit the bar with a part of the group, including that asshole Phil. This made it a little easier for Jenn. She hated Phil. He was one of those people that always had very critical comments to make about what others produced but never seemed to produce anything himself. Plus he always seemed to leer at her. He was a true low life as far as she was concerned.
Jenn returned to her room. She looked at herself in the mirror and thought "This is it". She was 39, still looked good and was about to give a presentation that could give a major boost to her career if it was received well. She pulled out her lap top and got to work.
Scott was packing some clothes for the weekend. He was twenty six and finishing up a degree. It was the pursuit of that degree that led him to turn down an offer to join a group beach house for the summer season. This weekend, he was able to find the time and would be at the house with his friends as a 'guest'. He had to pay the house guest fee but that wasn't an issue. He was looking forward to hanging out with his friends and letting off some steam. School and work had been all consuming and this weekend would be a nice break.
Scott's plan was to go to work on Friday and leave a little early. From there he would head straight for the coast. He was hoping to get out ahead of the worst of the traffic. Once at the house, it would be time to kick back and enjoy. The weather was supposed to be perfect.
Jenn was ecstatic. The presentation had gone great and when Phil had some negative comments, she was able to shoot down everything the asshole said. Her boss was grinning from ear to ear when he told her how great she had done. She called Mark, her husband, and let him know the great news. She also wished her son well in his game. She was a little bummed that she wouldn't have anyone to celebrate with tonight but cranked up the music in the car and let her hair down for the short drive to Sandy's house.
Jenn pulled onto the island and stopped at the liquor store for some beer and grabbed a sandwich for dinner before heading to the house. It was small but would do nicely for the weekend. She quickly shed her clothes and headed out onto the deck beer and sandwich in hand wearing loose shorts and a tank top. She was reflecting on how great her day had gone and what may lie ahead as she sat gazing out across the bay. She was feeling invincible.
Scott slogged through some slow traffic but made it to the house relatively early. He entered the house and joined a couple of friends who had already arrived. He presented a bottle of tequila and threw his bag into one of the bed rooms. It was time for the drinking to commence. As the evening wore on, the house and the island began to fill up.
At 10:30, Jenn was feeling tired and bored but was still a little too wound up to go to bed. She felt like she needed to do something. She had spoken with her family earlier and knew that they would be leaving at about 8:00 the next morning. That meant Jenn would see them at about 10:00 or 10:30. So, she didn't need to get to bed early. She wanted to do something.
Although in her younger days she had never been one to go out alone, tonight she decided that was what she was going to do. She knew that a few blocks away was an Italian restaurant called Tony's. Tony's had a large bar area that was separated from the rest of the restaurant. At night, after the diners were done, a band would set up behind the bar which would be packed. There was no dance floor. People would just hang out around the bar and dance in place. It was always a good time,
Jenn threw on a pair of sandals, grabbed some cash and an ID and headed out the door in what she was already wearing. She quickly made the short walk to Tony's, arriving at about 11:00. She paid the cover and headed in. The band was playing and it was already loud and pretty crowded. She made her way to the bar and ordered a beer.
Scott was standing with his friends when he saw her come in. She was alone which was unusual here. He waited to see if she went looking for anyone but she only went to the bar. She looked great. She was thin, about 5'5" with shoulder length brown hair and had a nice set of tits, possibly a C cup, and a great ass. He was guessing she was in her early thirties.
As Scott slowly made his way closer to where Jenn was standing, she was taking in the room. There were a lot of guys in their twenties. It brought back memories of when she could walk into one of these places and just pick someone. She wondered if she still had it at her age. She spied Scott as he was walking along the bar getting closer and thought he would definitely be someone she would be interested in back then.
Scott sidled up to the bar right next to Jenn. He ordered a beer and then startled her when he turned to face her and said "Hi, I'm Scott."
Jenn was caught by surprise but recovered quickly and said, "I'm Jenn." She smiled but didn't say anything else.
Scott was searching for something to say. He thought she was hot although up close she seemed to be a little older than he initially suspected. He was guessing mid thirties. He finally took the easy way out and said, "The band's good. Have you seen them before?"
She replied, "No." She said no more. She wasn't making this easy on him.
Jenn was flattered that a cute younger guy was trying to flirt with her and was having fun making it difficult for him. She wondered why he would approach a married woman then realized that she had forgotten to put her rings back on. She was thinking this could be fun.
Eventually, the two of them started to make some small talk. When the band came back on, they danced together or danced the best they could standing at the bar. They were both having a blast. Scott was hoping this would lead somewhere and Jenn was confident that it wouldn't. She loved how the attention she was getting from Scott was making her feel. She was feeling physically desirable. It was nice to have that feeling again after 16 years of marriage.
As the band finished, they stood finishing their drinks. Jenn looked at Scott and said, "How old are you?"
Scott replied, "Twenty six, how old are you?"
She looked at him and said, "How old do you think I am?"
He hated that response. Now he had to be careful. He figured she was mid thirties so he said "thirty one."
She smiled at him and said, "I wish. I'm thirty nine."
He was mildly surprised. He thought she looked great for thirty nine and told her so. She thanked him and said, "It was fun hanging out with you tonight. I'm going to head back now."
Scott was desperate to keep things going and offered to drive her home. She insisted it wasn't necessary. Besides, she was walking. But he insisted that it would make him feel better.
She gave in and they left. As they were started walking, Jenn felt that little tingle inside that she used to get when she met a new guy. It had been a long time since she felt that.
He reached for her hand and she let him hold it. What was the harm, right? As they turned a corner, he moved her toward a doorway and kissed her. She was shocked and stepped back from him. She couldn't get any words out and they just stared at each other for a moment.
She was feeling excitement and fear mixed together. He leaned toward her to kiss her again and she let him. Her mouth parted to allow him access. Their tongues danced together in a passionate kiss.
She stepped back again, looked into his eyes and then they were back in another tight embrace. Their lips were again locked together, tongues entwined. She felt his left hand slide over her ass and then give it a nice squeeze. She felt like fireworks were going off inside her. She couldn't believe how excited she was becoming. But this was wrong and dangerous. If she didn't stop soon, she wouldn't be able to stop.
They again broke their embrace and once again looked into each others eyes. Scott never took his eyes off her as he placed two fingers under the strap of her tank top and slowly let them trail down her breast until they slid over her nipple. They then traveled back up, crossing her hard nipple again. Jenn bit her lip to stifle a moan.
She gave in to her feelings and they again started walking. This time they moved at a much faster pace, barely speaking.
As soon as they entered the house, Jenn was immediately in Scott's arms. Their kiss was passionate and Scott's hands were roaming all over her tight body. He pulled off her top and roughly grabbed both off her breasts. Jenn let out a throaty moan and felt for Scott's hard cock through his pants. They left a trail of clothes as they stumbled their way down the hall to the bedroom.
Once in the bedroom, Jenn dropped her panties to the floor and stepped back into Scott's arms. As they were again locked in a kiss, Jenn was able to free Scott's cock and held it tightly while pushing his underwear to the floor. Scott lifted her and practically threw her onto the bed.
Jenn again reached for his cock as Scott sucked her nipple into his mouth. His hand drifted down her stomach and she could barely contain herself as she felt his fingers slide through her closely trimmed pubic hair and into her slit. She jumped when his finger crossed her clit and let out another loud moan as a finger slipped into her pussy.
Scott could not believe how wet she was. He easily slipped a second finger into her and she was almost growling as she moved her hips, attempting to hump his fingers. He withdrew his fingers and moved between her legs. He wanted to taste her.
