Airport Pic up Gets Wild

Hi, my name is Beth, I am a housewife living in suburbia. I guess I always liked sex probably more than I will admit. Guys seem to be attracted to me, at 50 I still have young guys hitting on me when I go out. Maybe it's my long brown hair and matching eyes. I don't think anyone would describe me as a big girl, but I am curvy.

I have been told that I have the whole package, nice tits a fine ass and a pretty face. I know my husband thinks so, he has told me many times. He has even told me that his friends have made comments about me to him. I am always flattered but I don't really believe him.

His reply is always the same, "You wait someday I'll prove to you that you are very sexy to men other than myself." That's what brings me to tell this story.

My husband Dave had been out of town all week, the house felt empty without him. All the more reason to go into work a little early, I thought.

I left for work dressed in my gray suit and white blouse, the skirt was a bit short, but I really liked the way it looked, and I felt sexy in it. At 5'10" and 160 lbs. 38-28-38 I could still turn a lot of heads, and today I needed the attention.

Earlier this morning I wished I had more time in the shower the hot water felt so good. I guess I just woke up a little horny and frustrated. Dave's late-night phone calls have had a lasting effect.

That must be why I had so much fun soaping up in the shower. My hands lingered on my breasts as I spread the soap all over my nipples. I pinched and played with them till they were rock hard. This only frustrated me more. If only I had some more time to finish what I started.

My drive into the office was actually enjoyable the sun was out, and I had the sunroof open. The sun felt warm on my legs so warm in fact that it dawned on me that I forgot to put on my pantyhose. Oh well at least I remembered panties. Just when I was getting comfortable here comes the traffic, oh well. I slow down to a crawl, sit back and listen to the radio.

Just my luck I end up right next to the cab of an eighteen-wheeler, now I have to turn the radio up just to hear over its engine. As I sit back, I notice the driver staring at me, then it hits me, he is staring at my legs. At first it bothers me, and I try to cover up, but my skirt is too short to really make any difference. I see the driver smile when he notices. I guess I should be flattered I think, so my anger subsides and try to ignore him.

Thankfully the traffic starts moving and the truck pulls ahead of me. Just then I notice the sticker on the back of his truck, which reads, "Be A Flirt Raise Your Skirt." Ha now I know why he was staring.

Just as luck would have it, I end up next to him again. I think to myself I guess it's safe to play his little game, so I casually touch my leg and hike my skirt up just a little. I'm not sure if he notices until I see him grin. He then motions for me to raise it a little more. "No Way" I mouth to him. Although I am wondering to myself how far I will take this. I had fantasized about this sort of thing in past, I guess all women do. But I never expected to have the opportunity.

Now it all seems a little scary and exciting at the same time. Just then my cell phone rings, who can it be at 7:30 in the morning.

It turns out to be Dave my husband he thought he might catch me on my way to work; he asks what I am doing. I say I'm driving into work you dope what do you think. Next, he asks what I am wearing; now I see why he called, so I tell him my gray suit. He says, "the short one?" Yes, I reply. "Nice" he says.

"I think the trucker thought so too," I say.

"What!" He asks. So, I tell him about the trucker and his sticker. He asks what I showed him, nothing I say. He is right next to me again, so I tell Dave.

Now Dave really surprises me by saying, "show him."

"Show him what I ask?" "Your panties" he says.

I hesitate and feebly say "no." Really it will be sexy he says. "Are you sure?" I ask, "yes," he says. So, I reach down and lift the hem some more I am sure he can see my panties now.

As I look up, he gives me the thumbs up sign. I tell Dave and I hear his breathing change on the phone, boy he is really getting into this. Well, this might be fun, I think. I casually stroke the top of my leg while thinking about all this, forgetting for a moment that I am being watched.

Dave then says, "remove your panties" What" I say, I can't. "Wait for him to go by and then do it."

"Here goes nothing," I think to myself, so with cars all around me I peel off my panties. I am getting very excited by all this. I toss my panties on the seat next to me as I pull up alongside the truck driver again.

Now if he could not see that I took them off, the seat next to me would give it away, as they were sitting on the seat. Dave asks if my skirt is still hiked up, a little I reply. Does he notice Dave asks, "oh yes," I reply.

The trucker is really staring now. I think he sees the panties, but my skirt is not hiked up so far that he can see anything else. So, I raise it some more, now he is wide eyed.

I keep myself trimmed neatly but not shaved, Dave thinks it looks very sexy that way, I like the way it feels. My new friend likes the look too, I can tell. Dave asks me if I am wet. Then he tells me to check, by now I have past the point of resistance. I reach down and stroke the top of my leg casually and let my fingers drift up to my pussy. I slowly slip one in, oh yes, I am quite wet, my finger slides in very easily.

For a few moments I get lost in my own pleasure, I rub my clit and finger myself with a vengeance. My trucker friend is watching me the whole time, but at this point I really do not care. I feel an orgasm coming on and I about to let it roll over me when the traffic stops completely.

Dave now asks what I had been doing, so I tell him. He says he thought so, he could hear the trucks engine in the background. Now that we are at a stop, my new friend is a couple of cars ahead of me well too bad for him. Dave asks me to finish for him, so I slide my fingers back into my pussy. I knew the hands-free calling feature would come in handy one day!

So here I am stuck in traffic with my skirt hiked up and my panties on the passenger seat, pinching my clit and fingering myself as if I was in my bedroom. It doesn't take long for an orgasm to build and rush over me like a wave. I think the lady in the car next me knows what I am doing but I don't care I just keep it up. I start to fantasize about her and what she might do if she saw me, would she help me, oh I hope so.

Traffic starts to move, and I have to drive. I tell Dave, WOW that was fun. He says I should I keep my panties off all day to remind myself. I think that's a good idea so that's what I do.

That day at work was very long Dave called three times trying to get me to play but I resisted each time. I just did not want to get caught having phone sex at work.

His calls and my lack of panties had me in a state of excitement all day. There were times when I thought I would slide off of the chair I was so wet. What an effect all this had on me. I was so horny that I wanted to go out and get a drink to calm my nerves.

But my husband was arriving on a late flight, so I wanted to be home when he got there. Then I thought well I could call him and have him meet me at the Sheraton near the airport.

They had a nice quiet lounge, and it might be fun sort of like a date. So, I called him and set it up, he asked that I not change clothes before I go so, he could enjoy my outfit. No harm in that I thought.

After work I stopped off and got a quick bite to eat, then headed off to the Sheraton I arrived at about 7:00pm and it seemed a lot busier than I thought it would be.

So, I found a place at the bar and ordered a Sangria. As I settled down, I started to listen in on some of the conversations going on around me.

It seemed that there was some sort of trade show in town and that most of these guys were in town until tomorrow afternoon. As some of the guys would come up to the bar to order their drinks, I noticed that their eyes kept drifting down to my legs. I guessed that my skirt may have been a little short for this crowd. It's too late to do anything about it now.

Here I was sitting in a hotel lounge unescorted with a room full of men that in all likelihood I would never see again, and these guys were staring at my legs. They are not bad legs either I thought, I work hard at keeping in shape and why not show a little skin if it makes them happy. So, I made no attempt to pull the hem down I just sat there and drank my Sangria.

Then the bartender brings me another, I told him I did not order it, he said the guys at the table off to my side did. There were three guys sitting at the table they all appeared to be in their early 30's. They were well dressed in suits and actually were quite cute. I thought about not accepting it but what the hell I have a few hours to kill why not have a free drink.

Then the second came right after I finished the first but this one was in the hand of one of the men who sat at the table. He was fairly tall about 6' with dark hair and nice build.

He said, "I thought I should walk this over to you, would you join us at our table". Well, I am waiting for someone, I said. He replied by saying, well then when they get here you should probably go join them. That sounded fair enough, plus I would have someone to talk too, so I said OK.

He introduced himself as Richard and his friends were Bob and Frank, they said they were in town for the trade show and were leaving tomorrow.

I decided to play a little game and give myself a different identity. I told them my real name, Beth but I told them I was in town to finalize a deal and was also leaving tomorrow night. We made small talk about our jobs and the places where we lived.

Frank said he was married Richard and Frank said they were happily single. They bought me another drink and I was starting to feel the effects of three that I had.

As we got more comfortable the conversation became a little more casual, the guys commented on my suit and said it looked great on me. I said that I wore it hoping to look good so my deal would go well. They said that it must have went very well then.

All this attention had me very excited I was almost hoping that Dave's plane would be late. But then what would I do? I was not some kind of wanton slut that was going do anything with these guys I was just talking.

About this time the band started it was quite loud and it made it hard to talk. Richard asked me if I wanted to dance so I said what the hell. We danced to a fast number that really got my blood flowing, we danced with each other through that song and onto the next one which was a little slower. This gave Richard an opportunity to hold me by my hips while he danced around me, he came up behind me and danced with his dick right against me. I could feel it, but it was not very hard.

The song got a little slower and we danced face to face, it was very relaxing. Richard was rubbing my back while we danced but his hand kept travelling lower and lower down my back until it came to rest on my butt. I quickly moved his hand, but he tried again. Persistent little one I thought.

It took me longer to move his hand that time, I think that sent him the message he was looking for because next time he squeezed by butt. I guess he was testing the waters, and at this point they were warm. So, I said I was tired and needed to sit down.

When we returned to our table, I noticed that the guys had moved to a booth over in the corner of the lounge. When we got to the booth Richard let me slide in first, so I ended up sitting next to him and Bob. This may be a little awkward I thought.

At that point I noticed Dave coming in. He saw me right away and had a puzzled look on his face.

I told the guys I had get up to use the lady's room and met Dave at the door and he followed me out into the lobby and asked what I was doing. I told him the guys bought me a couple of wines and that I was just talking with them.

Dave said "do you want to continue talking with your friends, because if you do, I will sit at the Bar. You come get me when you're done." Great I said, I'll see you later. Before I went back in Dave said, "I love the outfit," I told him the guys seemed to as well.

So, I went back to the booth Richard slid out so I could slide in, the guys had ordered more drinks while I was gone, I was beginning to think they were trying to get me drunk. The guys were obviously interested in me now. Both Richard and Bob were touching my arm as they talked.

At one point I felt Richard's hand brush my leg, I got a little scared at that point, but I remembered that Dave was just across the room. That calmed me down so my reaction was very nonchalant. I guess that encouraged him because the next time he rested his hand right on the bare flesh of my leg. I think I squirmed a little because I could see him crack a little smile.

As I was talking with Frank and Bob, Richard's hand kept stroking my leg. I knew I had gone too far but by this point I did not care.

Then Richard's hand went under my skirt and trace the inside of my thigh. I could feel my juices start to flow, it was getting harder and harder to concentrate on the conversation.

I was beginning to wonder how far he would go with two of his friends sitting right next to me, when I felt Richard's hand stroke my pussy. This time I think he gasped at the same time I did. Not finding any panties must have really encouraged him because he made no attempt at moving his hand, but neither did I. I know I must have been soaked too.

I was looking Dave's way to see if he saw this, but he did not appear to notice. I knew Richard was not going to stop and I was starting to get nervous. So, I casually told him I needed to go to the lady's room again. They let me slide out, but Richards eyes were glued to my skirt, I guess he was hoping for a peek.

Dave met me at the door again. He said it looked like I was having a good time. I told him almost too much fun. He asked what I meant, I said that if he did not rescue me soon, I would be past the point of no return. I told him that the guys were getting frisky with me and that I was having trouble resisting.

Dave slipped his hand under my skirt and felt how wet I was. Then he really surprised me by saying "well are you sure that you want me to rescue you??" I think he knew what I was thinking so I said, "are you OK with this?" He said he thought this was the sexiest thing that we had ever done, and the rest of the night was completely up to me.

I thought about that for a second and said, "Come get me if I take out a cigarette, otherwise just sit back and watch".

When I returned to the booth Richard was all smiles, and so were the others, I guessed he had told them what he found under my skirt. I was almost shaking when I got there, good thing that Bob asked me to dance, it might calm my nerves.

We started dancing to a slow song Bob was a very good dancer, very smooth and confident. He held me closely and I rested my head on his shoulder as we danced this really was calming my nerves.

Then his hands started to wander lower and lower down my back. I knew Dave had to be noticing what was happening. When I looked his way, his eyes were glued to us and he had a smile on his face.

I hoped he was enjoying himself because I sure was, maybe a little too much. At this point I really did not care where Bob put his hands and I think he knew it.

He had both hands on my ass and was very close to the hem of my skirt. As his hands slid past the hem of my skirt, I started to get very excited at the thought of him touching me out here on the dance floor.

When he felt my skin, he slid his hand higher up my leg almost to my butt. I thought that his actions might be exposing me to anyone who cared to look but I did not really care. I could feel myself getting wetter as his hand slid higher and higher, when he touched my pussy I almost screamed.

When he did, he leaned down and whispered "Wow." My only reply was a feeble "not here, please." But he did not listen he slid his finger over my slit, when he did, I am sure that my wetness must have been obvious. Just then the song ended Bob and I headed back to the booth.

I slid back into the booth between Richard and Bob. They asked if my friend was ever going to show up, I said I was not sure, but I needed to call and find out. With that I pulled out my cell phone and called Dave.

I asked if he was ever going to show up and discuss today's deal, I also said that as my boss I could not force him, but it would help me out if I could review the proposal. Now I could get Dave involved as my boss not my husband. I was sure that he picked up on everything I said.

As I was talking to him, I felt a hand on my thigh I guess I should have expected it, but I still made me gasp, then there was another hand on my other thigh. Dave saw this and asked me if they were trying to feel me up. I said, "yes sir."

He said it looks like that from where I sit, I said well I have a little different view of the situation. Then I said, "10 minutes at least, huh, well ok I'll see you then sir." I hung up the phone and told them he would be at least 10 minutes maybe more. They asked who I was meeting I told them my boss Dave.

By now Richard was stroking my pussy and Bob was tracing circles on my upper thigh. I told the guys that they would have to behave when he gets here because I did not want trouble with my company. I told them I just started this job, and I did not know my boss very well yet. They ignored what I said and continued.

At that time Frank excused himself to call his wife. That left me with Richard and Bob. After Frank left things got hot fast.

Richard put his hand between my legs and stuck his finger deep in my pussy, I know I must have squirmed, he then removed it and said to Bob, "hey Bob feel how wet she is," with that Bob's finger slid in.

I was really hot now and I pushed back into his hand as he went in. I knew I had crossed the point of no return and I really didn't care. I was so excited by the attention and the touching that at that point I was almost out of control.

These two knew it also, they were being very bold, Richard's hand was completely under the table and his fingers were deeply probing me. If anyone walked up to the table, it would be quite obvious what was happening.

I then felt Bob's hand on my hand, he took my hand and guided it to his pants. My god he was hard as a rock. I started to rub him through his pants, as hard as he was, I think he was getting harder. I could feel my juices start to flow, I really wanted Dave to come over so I could move this to a better location.

Richard and Bob were being so obvious now that other patrons in the lounge were starting to stare. I wonder what they were thinking.

Dave was watching very intently and also noticed that things were getting out of control. I saw him get up and walk towards the door. This worried me, I wondered if he had gotten angry and is leaving me here or was there something else going on?

A few minutes later I saw him reappear and start walking towards our table. I told the guys to behave because my boss was here. They laughed, but Richard did not stop. I moved away from him as much as I could but with Bob sitting next to me that did not work very well.

Just then Dave approached our table and said Sorry to keep you waiting Beth, who are your friends.

I introduced him to Richard and Bob. Dave then said well we can always discuss the proposal in morning if you are preoccupied. I told him that might be a good idea as I have had a few drinks already.

Again, he apologized saying it his fault for making me wait so long. Dave asked what everyone was drinking and then ordered another round. Dave asked me if I wanted a cigarette, I said no thanks I quit a long time ago.