I was in my late 20's living in south Florida in the early-80's and working for an electronics importer. I sold hi-fi equipment to both large department store chains and mom and pops type retailers. I was single at the time and took advantage of every opportunity that presented itself when it came to women.
Florida had always been a little bit of an outlier when it comes to swinging and sex, especially in the time before AIDS. People were sexually a lot freer then. I was always around tanned, voluptuous women who didn't mind showing off and using their bodies for their pleasure and mine.
This is not about those young, bikini clad ladies I usually spent time with. This was something very different and something I had never experienced before.
I had been selling stereo systems to a small, exclusive retailer in Coral Gables. It was owned by a middle-aged couple, Jill, and Henry. Jill was a stunning lady of about 50 and Henry was a fit 60-ish fellow. Jill had beautiful cobalt blue eyes and dark hair and a figure to die for. They were always extremely personable, and I looked forward to working with them during my sales calls. Over a several year period we became good friends, and I would try and set their appointment later in the day. It became common for us to close the store at the end of the day and go out for drinks and dinner at a local watering hole or to their nearby small beach home.
I was a trim and fit 6'2" and 190 lbs at the time and Jill and I would always flirt with Henry's blessing. She was a very warm conversationalist and would repeatedly touch my arm or my thigh as we talked, usually with her sitting between me and her husband. I didn't think a whole lot about it at the time but in hindsight, I realize she was sending me sexual signals. Henry was totally cool with it, and I thought they were just very hip, cool people.
One evening after dinner, we extended our evening at their home. More drinks were poured, weed was smoked. I always became very horny on weed and this night was no different. Evidently, the multiple substances taken had the same effect on my friends.
Jill and I were sitting on their sofa talking while Henry was fixing more drinks. Jill brought her face very close to mine and whispered,
"I want you to fuck me."
I froze momentarily then she rubbed my quickly hardening cock through my pants. Her breath was warm and smelled of bourbon and she lightly kissed me on the lips. I kissed her back then asked,
"What about Henry?"
About that time, Henry came around the corner and said,
"Henry's very cool with it. She's been wanting to fuck you since the first time she met you. We like to play around with other people, and we would be delighted if you would stay the night."
I was stunned and extremely aroused. I too, had fantasized about Jill but never thought this gorgeous woman would be available. Especially since she seemed to be happily married.
After overcoming my shock, I looked at Jill and said,
"I would love to stay the night with you."
Jill and I kissed and touched each other for a good 15-20 minutes while we all sat and talked about their lifestyle, and I was absolutely intrigued. Henry continued to sit across from Jill and I as we talked. They told me that they had always had a very intense sexual relationship and had been sharing for about ten years. I told them I would never have mistaken them for swingers.
I had a very different picture in my mind as to what type of people would be involved. They didn't consider themselves "swingers" in the true sense of the word. They didn't go to sex clubs or orgies but were very selective about who they would play with. They had both single men and women who joined them and the occasional couple. I must say I was pleasantly and happily surprised.
My swollen 8" cock was becoming very uncomfortable as Jill continued stroking me. She would whisper about her horniness and kiss my neck as I got harder. A small wet spot of pre-cum was now visible on my khaki's. I could tell Henry was becoming antsy as well.
After we had been at their home around 45 minutes, Jill stood and said,
"I'm ready to get this show on the road. How about you fellas?"
With that, she began unbuttoning her blouse and casually shirked her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. She the unbuttoned her short skirt and stepped out of it. Jill was standing before her husband and me in a beautiful matching dark purple panty and bra set, black thigh-highs and a pair of black heels. She was the sexiest woman I had ever seen. I had never been with a 50-year-old woman, but she was breath-taking.
She turned and began walking back towards the master bedroom and over her shoulder said,
"Come on boys. Come and take care of me."
I looked at Henry and he had a huge grin on his face and stood and said,
"After you."
I stood and followed Jill down the hall, followed closely by Henry. This was so surreal; I had the momentary thought that maybe I was about to be hit over the head and it was just a huge scam.
When I entered the bedroom, Jill was sitting on the end of the bed and beckoned me over with her smile and her finger. I stood in front of her in her darkened boudoir and she began unbuttoning my pants. I kicked off my loafers and she let my slacks drop to the floor. I stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. As I unbuttoned my shirt, Jill was rubbing and squeezing my hard cock through my underwear. The spot of my pre-cum had grown larger. Jill leaned in and kissed the head through the fabric of my underwear and moaned,
"Mmmm...this is so nice."
With that she hooked her thumbs in my BVD's and pushed them down my legs. My hard cock popped up and smacked her under the chin. We all giggled, and she grasped me with both hands, stroked me several times, bringing pre-cum out of my cock. She kissed the head, licked off the pre-cum and enveloped me with her mouth. I was weak-kneed and in heaven. Her mouth was so warm and wet.