The next day was Friday. End of the week. I always like the weekends, as recently it's allowed me more time to participate in my new hobby. Sex.
After the last couple of days, I didn't know what this one would have in store for me. Jim hadn't complained about the change in me. He just enjoyed what had happened to him each night when he'd got in from work.
Friday had started just the same as any other workday really. Jim got up, showered and went off to work. I rose, showered, dressed, had a coffee and went to work. The difference for me was the excitement of what it might have in store for me. Again I dressed in a provocative manner. Maybe not quite so revealing as the last two days. After all, I didn't want to appear too easy did I? Or did I?
Today I'd chosen a light knee length skirt and sleeveless vest type top that came up to my neck. Underneath I wore a nice smooth lined bra, but opted for no panties. Although I did make the addition of hold-up stockings. Knowing I was going on my usual Friday night swim, I'd decided I wouldn't be pushing my luck out and about with Tony after work today, but if any opportunity arose throughout the day I wanted to be prepared. My Friday swim was something I'd been doing for a while on my own, so I knew Jim wouldn't be suspicious.
I drove myself to work, parked up and went in. I did all my usual tasks, like setting up for the day and preparing what I needed to do. But the tingling running through my body was non-stop. I kept thinking of what a cheating slut I was being. Meeting a man 15 years older than me, secretly and allowing him to have sex with me in a public place. But I was loving it.
Around tea break I made a trip down to the shop floor on the pretext of seeing Jon about a job that was due out. Once we'd finished I made my way over to Tony, who'd been eyeing me up all the while I was down there. We chatted for a while, then he got round to asking me if I wanted to meet him later again. I wanted to be in charge, so I told him I couldn't meet him today as I was going to town with a girl friend, but that if he wanted to see me I'd be swimming tonight.
He thought about it for a moment then said that sounded like a great plan. We made our arrangements and I went back to my office. About 1:30 Tony came up and sought me out with a lame excuse, in case anyone was around. With the coast being clear he came straight over to me as I rose and turned towards him. We immediately locked lips, with our tongues exploring each other's mouths. Feeling bold he slid his right hand down to my hip and then around to cup my arse cheek. He gently squeezed it at the same time trying to pull my skirt up. This wasn't actually that difficult as it was a loose fit skirt. No sooner was it high enough, than I felt his hand on my stockinged thigh. This really grabbed his attention and soon his hand was roaming higher. Gradually he moved to the soft bare flesh above my lace-stocking top and then he hit gold.
His fingers came in to contact with the bare skin of my arse and he realised I was naked under my skirt for him. He pulled away from me with a beaming smile and then slid both his hands round to cup my naked flesh. As we stood there in my office his fingers slowly worked their way downwards and in between my arse cheeks, probing for their prize. I felt so wicked.
It didn't take long before he hit gold. I could feel my pussy dripping, as his fingers toyed with my lips, teasing me open. He then leaned in and we began to kiss as the fingers of his right hand wormed their way inside me. At the same time he brought his left hand around between us and sought out my pussy from the front.
Soon enough I could feel his fingers circling my sensitive clit and his others probing me from the rear. Knowing we could be caught any moment made the situation even hotter and soon enough I could feel my orgasm beginning to grow deep inside me. Holding on to him around his neck I felt my cum begin to take over. As it shuddered through me my whole body began to tremble and I felt my legs give way. I clung on to Tony for all I was worth to stop from collapsing in a heap on the floor.
As my orgasm subsided I pulled myself together, hoping nobody had heard what was going on. I stood back, Tony's hands slipping from under my skirt, and I fell back with my naked backside leaning against the edge of my desk. The front of my skirt hung down to midway between my pussy and knees, although I think there was a good portion of thigh on show from the side.
Just then there was a knock on the door and Jon walked in. My god! 60 seconds earlier and he would have caught us. I must have looked guilty, because Jon gave me a right smirk as he walked over to me and picked a file up from my desk. As he pulled it to himself, he dragged the back of his hand against the side of my exposed thigh, sending an electric shock of excitement through my body. Jon smiled and winked at me, turned and left the room.
Tony came back over to me and held me in his arms as he planted a soft kiss on my lips. He stood back, looked me hungrily over and said he was looking forward to tonight. With that he turned and left, leaving me alone to ponder what I had just done and what I was doing.
I tried to get back to work, but it was really difficult to concentrate. I kept thinking about what was to come later. To kill time I also looked up Tony's staff record to find out when his birthday was. To say I was shocked and surprised was an understatement. It turned out he was 71. Over 21 years older than me! I was fucking someone as old as my father. What the fuck sort of slut was I becoming!
Eventually the day ended and I managed to get away. Before I went home I decided to go shopping for a new outfit to go swimming in tonight. I had some nice bikinis, but I wanted something a bit more special. I eventually found what I was looking for. A rather tiny little outfit. The top was basically two small thin triangles held together with string ties. I don't have large breasts by any stretch of imagination. I'm only between a 34A and B cup, but I am told they are rather 'neat & tidy', with some nice firm bullet shaped nipples, which, I think, look and feel great when they grow hard. This new top would hook just under my breasts and only came up to just above my nipples. I would have to be careful tonight!
The bottoms, whilst not a thong back, were also rather small. Again, I'm only a UK size 8, with 34"hips, but I do think my legs and bum are my better assets. The front was little more than a wide landing strip and the back not much more and would probably easily work its way between my arse cheeks.
I was going to be kept busy tonight, hopefully in more ways than one.
I then went home to get ready. Before Jim got home I prepared the evening meal and got my bag ready to go out. When he came in I could tell he was feeling frisky. He kept coming up behind me and grabbing my tits and kissing my neck. I had to keep telling him to wait till later I needed to go out. As usual after we'd eaten our meal I went to the bathroom to wait for Jim. He loved to shave me and make me totally smooth all over, and under. I put a new blade in my razor and waited for my husband. Little did he know that this time he was preparing me for another man to enjoy my body?
I made sure he did a good job, going over my legs twice, then getting in to some pretty strange positions so that he could shave my arse and pussy really, really smooth and soft. I even had him do under my arms. This felt so wicked. Having your man make your body ready and available for another man to enjoy. I think he could tell I was enjoying it, as my pussy was again so wet and this had him constantly sliding his fingers in and out of me. This only made been hornier, making me to have to keep pushing him away.
Once shaved, I was able to get on with my shower and get ready. I always like to make the most of myself and look good when I'm going out, so Jim didn't question my smart, yet sexy appearance as I left.
I got to the pool about 20 minutes later, parked and went in. The pool is attached to a local hotel, but can be used by non-residents, so there is usually a good crowd in there. They also have a sauna and steam room, which is always nice to pamper yourself in.
I got changed in to my new bikini and felt deliciously naughty as I made my way out to the pool area. I could tell I was getting plenty of admiring glances from the male clientele, as I sashayed my way to the loungers lined up poolside. I picked one and turned my back to a group of young men gathered around the water's edge. I could feel that the rear of my bikini bottoms had crept in to the crack of my arse and must have been giving them a right eyeful. I could hear snatches of their comments and this only made me feel hornier. I bent over to lay my towel out on the lounger and took my time smoothing it down, giving my backside a little wiggle.
Once satisfied I'd given them enough time, I straightened up, turned and walked over to the deep end of the water. I'm not a great swimmer or diver, but decided I wanted to make even more of my admirers. I dived in to the water and swam a short distance under water. As I surfaced I knew my plan had worked, I could feel my top had slid up around the top of my chest leaving my breasts exposed. I'm sure this hadn't gone un-noticed by my onlookers.
I then straightened myself and began my swim. As I said I like to look after myself. You only get once chance at life and I wanted to use it well.
About 25 minutes later I saw Tony exit the changing area. He was wearing a pair of normal swimming shorts, but now I knew his real age I looked more closely. Despite his 71 years I could see he clearly also liked to look after himself. There was certainly no extra fat on him, although he was struggling in the hair on his head department, but so what, many men much younger than him do and I really like short hair on men.
He spotted me, climbed in the pool and made his way over to me. He gave me a quick kiss, conscious that there could always be someone we knew around a place like this. Looking down at my body, clad in what there was of my new outfit, he told me how hot I looked. He certainly liked to ply me with compliments. We did some more swimming and had a rest at the deep end, clinging on to the side while talking to each other. Hanging there like this he kept slipping his hand down to fondle my arse or rub a thigh. Every so often he'd slip his hand round to the front of my pants and rub my pussy through the material. Once he even slipped a finger in the side and rubbed directly up and down my pussy lips. After another 20 minutes of swimming we decided to get out and get changed.
