After having numerous other affairs the wife and I split up and I returned to London. But we never really lost the sexual feelings for each other.
"I am coming through Heathrow Airport. Will you meet me and we can stay the night in a hotel?" My ex- wife suggested on the telephone.
"No! I am no longer interested!" I responded.
"I have a present for you. Please meet me!"
She was trying very hard.
"I will meet you the day you fly out and treat you to lunch" I agreed.
My ex-wife was five years younger than I with a 36B-24-38 figure, but the ability to ooze sex and tease any male within visual distance. We had experienced a raunchy marriage, but now it was all over and I was trying to pick up my life again with a new partner.
But I met her as planned. We went to the Service Station just up the M4. She went over into a corner. I bought the coffee.
I went and joined her. She had taken her jacket off. A black see-through top was all she had on, no bra. Her breasts looked so sexy. My eyes could not help but look at them. My hands itched to fondle them. She just smiled.
"I thought you would like it!" she smiled up at me. "Lets go into the country where I give you my present?" She said rising from her seat.
I followed her quietly.
I was driving along.
"I was drinking with Angela the other night" she stated "She stayed the night and we shared my bed. She just wore panties and I wore a sexy slip."
Angela was an old friend and a renowned lesbian.
I knew I was done for. She had me now. She took my left hand and put it up her skirt. She wore stockings and suspenders and no panties at all.
She was wet. She wanted me to play.
"As soon as we lay there, Angela slipped out my breast and her mouth was all over me. She ripped off my slip and found my clitoris. She licked very well. I was so worked up, I knew it was to happen and my climax was the most intense I have encountered".
My fingers were playing smoothly along her lips. I found the hard nub of her clit. She starts to sigh. Her breath came in pants.
She breathed hard in her climax. My driving at this point was slow.
She rubbed on my cock.
"I was so excited I returned Angela's kisses. I sucked on her breasts. She has these lovely tits; you would really enjoy them. She took off her panties and I licked her as well. She was not long in climaxing. The night seemed to short. We played and played. I lost count the number of times we came. I really wanted it."
"Your cock is really hard? I think it wants to go somewhere?" She said.
I stopped the car in a gateway to some woods.
We got out. She was up on the car bonnet.
Her legs were wide apart. My cock was out rigid. She slide down upon me and I pound and pound her. I thrust really hard. My vision is vivid of the two of them on a bed and having sex. It was a real turn-on. She moaned out a climax. I shot my load up into her. Our nerves were all tender.
"I knew you could not resist me!" she stated with a smile. "Next time will it be better and I am looking forward to it!"
I did not respond. My pleas would have be fruitless.
I knew I would do it whenever she beckoned.
She rang me again.
"I have just returned from Greece and I have a new leather suit. You will enjoy it no end. I am coming through Heathrow. Will you meet me there? The story I have to tell is the best you will have ever heard." She tells me.
I was like a lamb to the slaughter. I met her as planned.
We booked into a hotel. We were both raunchy already, me in anticipation. We had a session in the bath that both cleansed and partially satisfied us. She dressed in the leather suit. She looked as sexy as hell.
She walked through the restaurant. Sexily swaying would be correct terminology. Every man stopped and stared wistfully. One dropped his wine bottle.
"Tell me this story?" I implored.
