I spent the whole weekend thinking about my Friday meeting with Garfy, I managed to log on to the website a couple of quick times and peep a glance at adverts and apparently I had a couple of "winks" what ever they were? I had made another decision in my head on Saturday night just as my hubby started rubbing my pussy for a brief 30seconds until he felt a little moisture and then he rolled on top of me. I did my wifely duty and let him have his ways, his kissing slobbering at my neck as he pushed into me and then just as soon as it had started it had finished with a couple of grunts and groans, he kissed me on the lips smiled and rolled over to his side of the bed. The decision I had made was to make my own advert and see what happened.
Sunday was a daze as I tried to fine tune my advert in my head, I finalised my advert on Sunday evening and posted it, it read: I'm a 44 year old bored lady in need of some fun, my profile and pics have my looks and details. I know how to have a good time just need some one to have it with! Would love to meet a heavy cummer as I love the stuff. Age and colour aren't important, looks and size and more so (hey you've got to do it for me as well)
If you reply please send a pic of everything you've got. Can't accom just yet but don't mind outside meets if necessary.
I re-read it and checked it and then clicked post, it came back saying my advert was live. I was so excited by the thought and hope of replies from men who wanted to enjoy me and my body that I couldn't concentrate on anything that night and made my excuses and went to bed early and pretended to be asleep by the time Ken came to bed.
I waited for Ken to leave before shooting out of bed in the morning and turning the computer on and waiting impatiently for it to boot up, I logged in and saw it said 7 messages waiting for me. 2 of them I discounted immediately because I just did not fancy the looks of them, 3 of them gave me standard stock replies which I would look at a later date, another was from Garfy which left me with the last one, a 21 year old black guy from town, he was definitely a very handsome looking guy with his close shaven head and his message to me was just what I wanted so I replied back to him.
"Hi, thanks for your message I like the sound of what you would like to do with me I've never been with a black guy before but would love to start with you! When can we meet?" and hit send. I went and got showered and had some breakfast, every now and then checking to see if I had a reply. A reply came back from him giving me his address, "I ready wen u r let me now if u comin round 2 enjoy this! He added another picture of his cock and it looked very, very impressive. I sent a reply saying I would be there in the hour.
I went for a strapless pinstripe bra with a little red trim on top and matching French knickers, a little red trim on the leg holes. I adjusted my bra until I was happy at the shape it gave my big tits, two big full domes leaving a teasing valley in the middle. I picked out an ivory coloured loose fitting camisole top and dropped it over my head, I straightened out the 2 straps on either side, my top rose at the front as it hung from my tits, showing off my smooth stomach. I turned and looked at my bum in the French knickers in the mirror and ran my hands over the smooth material. All in all I was very pleased with my body and the way I looked, I still just couldn't figure out why my hubby showed so little interest in me. For the bottom half of me I went for a pair of dark chequered shorts, after wriggling into them I sat on the edge of the bed and put a pair of black ankle boots on and zipped them up. I stood back in front of the mirror and pouted my lips as I studied my blonde hair, making sure it hadn't been ruffled by my changing, it still looked ok hanging down shoulder length with a slight natural curl to it.
I jumped in the car and set off, it was before the lunch hour and traffic was relatively light, I drove through town to a typical housing estate. The type of estate where there are shopping trolleys on the side streets, a few kids hanging out at a bus stop, and a maze of alley ways to get lost in. I stopped outside a block of flats and checked the address, I was now a little unsure of my surroundings but there was no going back now. How could I, I would only be disappointed, plus he may have a very nice flat. I parked round the back and got out and walked into the block of flats, a strange smell, a sweet smell that could become sickly after a while entered my nostrils. I pressed the relevant button for the lift "Oooh top floor" I said to myself. Ding and the doors opened, two guys stepped out and I moved out thier way trying not to make eye contact, I saw their heads turn as I walked into the lift and looked at the buttons and pressed for the 5th floor. The doors closed and I took and deep breathe and puffed out my cheeks.