(This is the final installment of the series D's Adventure. You really need to read the first two in this series before reading this one)
(The day after Early spending the night with me)
D is a 45-year-old female that was widowed 2 years ago. She experienced quite a coming out after meeting Marsha and members of a local rugby team. She attended a party with Early for fun and games. This story starts the next day.
After Early left Sunday morning, I was elated. I had enjoyed the evening of sharing sexual favors with Early, Jim and Mera, Mike and Marsha. I was even beginning to think maybe things could work out with Early as a long term relationship.
But as I went back to work that Monday, the realization that it just could not work out between Early and myself. The age difference was too great. But my now I know that I wanted to continue exploring my sexual appetite. I did not want to go back to the boring sexual relationship I had with my first husband. So my problem was how to tell Early that we could only be friends. But I was open to being fuck buddies. It was just too much fun to stop.
So the dilemma was how to tell Early. He had invited me to come see his office. I decided that was the way to do it. There he would have to listen. So I had a plan.
"Hi, this is Early," Early said as I answered the phone at home Monday night.
"Hi, so glad to hear from you," I said. "I had such a good time Saturday night. Did you?"
"Of yea, that was the best party we have had thanks to you," Early exclaimed. "Would you be available to come by Friday afternoon and see the office?"
"I would love to. What time?"
"Just come by after work," Early answered. "Do you want me to have a car pick you up?"
"Do you mind? If you could have someone pick me up at home and get me home that would really work best for me."
"Sure no problem," Early said excitedly. "We can have dinner then I can take you home."
"Sounds good," I said excitedly. "Where do you want to go? How dressed up do I need to be."
"Well, it sounds like we are going on a date finally," Early laughed.
"Yes it does," I said. "But don't jump to any conclusions."
"Let's go to the new Thai restaurant downtown," Early said. "Do you like Thai?"
"Sure. We have a date."
As I hang up I call Mera. "Hi, this is Mera"
"Mera, this is D," I said. "I need a favor."
"What kind of favor?" Mera asks.
"I want to discuss the situation with Early with you," I said. "And I need a conservative dressy outfit."
"Well you have come to the right place," Mera said. "Why not come by Wednesday afternoon after work."
"OK sounds good."
(The afternoon with Mera)
I arrived at Mera's about 5:30pm. Mera had told me that they closed at 6pm on Wednesday but we could take as long as needed.
"Hi, Mera," I said as we hugged. There were a few people in her shop. Mera had other employees working with the customers.
"Let's go to the local pub after we pick your outfit and we can talk," Mera said. "Jim is away on business this week. We can make this a girls night out."
"Mera, I am going on a date with Early Friday night to see his company and then a nice restaurant and I need something classy," I said. "Not overly slutty but more elegant than my normal school attire." I was wearing a stern teacher suit at the time.
"You know I think I have an idea," Mera said. "We have a new line that would really show off you flared hips, making them look so feminine and shrinking your waistline. Of course your breast will stand out but that is true with anything."
Mera went and got it. I tried it on and it worked exactly as Mera said. My waist looked smaller than it really was, while the line of my hip were slopped nicely to a pleated skirt that ended just about the knees. It had a very gentle slope that really looked good. The start of cleavage could be seen but it was more suggestive than blatant. The color was an elegant pattern of black background with red swirls. It looked really good.
"That looks beautiful on you," Mera bounced up excitedly. "The lines are perfect."
"It really is great, isn't it?" I exclaimed. "I have a pair of mid height black pumps that will work great with it."
"That is perfect," Mera said. "Now for underwear. I think black lace bra and panties will work. Unless you want to wear your famous cord thong."
"No I think your suggestion is best," I laughed. Mera went and got them and said to try them later. It they did not work she would exchange them. It was close to seven and I was ready for something to eat.
Mera took me to a local pub. It had snack foods and was covered with local blue collar people both men and women. Most were younger than me with about two males to each female. Most of the females were wearing tight jeans and low cut tight tops. Most guys were also in tight jeans and t-shirts. I really stood out as I was wearing a longish skirt with a silk blouse and jacket. Mera was wearing a low cut top that showed a lot of her ample cleavage and tight jeans. As indicated Mera has a tight large Latino butt.
We ordered wings and beer with shots of tequila. We discussed my situation about Early and Mera was very supportive that Early needed to understand that a long term relationship would not work but just having fun would be great. She agreed to help me with Early if he wanted more.
"I really want you to continue coming to our parties," Mera enlisted. "You add so much to the festivities."
"You know I would like that," I said.
"Well, look at this," a young man said as he walked up to our table. "These are the best looking women in the place." These were two men no more than 25 years old.
"That is a terrible lie," I said.
"Speak for yourself," Mera said. "I think we are the best looking broads in the bar."
"Can we buy you both a drink?" the other man said. "I am Trey and this is Jeff." Trey was a large man over 6' 2" probably 200 lbs and all muscle while Jeff was smaller but sinewy.
"You know I think you can," Mera said. I looked at Mera like saying what are you doing. "We will both have a shot and a beer."
They went to the bar and got our drinks. "What are you doing!" I exclaimed.
"Let's play it by ear," Mera said. This might be fun.
These guys came back to the table and sat down. After a little discussion, they asked if we wanted to play pool.
We decided to play girls against boys. Before the first game Mera and I went to the bathroom.
"Let's play to win," Mera giggled as we enter the girl's room. She pulled her top off, removed her bra and place it in her purse.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"We can only win by distracting them," Mera said. "When they are shooting show a little skin. Take your slip and bra off. That silk blouse will certainly distract with nothing under it."
I thought about this and decide, why not. I am still looking for adventures and these guys seemed nice but horny. So I took off the sip and bra. I was wearing granny panties so I decide those had to go also. I placed all in my purse and looked in the mirror. You could clearly see the outlines of my breast when braless but the blouse was not see though so it seemed ok. I unbuttoned the top 2 button so that just a very little cleavage showed. The skirt I could raise by rolling it around the belt. This got the helm a few inches above the knee. It certainly looked sexier but not too much.
I have played a lot of pool and so had Mera. We decided to play the first game of nine ball to see who bought drinks.
As the first game was being played it was clear the guys were only slightly better than us.
As Mera went to play, she bent over he ball and gave both guys a good view of her braless tits. They could not see her nipples this time but could see her cleavage to her waist. She ran off 2 balls. Then Trey was about to shoot. I was sitting where he could clearly see me so I unbuttoned the third button and bent down to pick up my chalk. The blouse was loose and gapped open more than I hoped so I am sure he saw the whole right tit. He missed the shot.
It was my shot, I re-buttoned the third button. Trey knew exactly what I was doing. I had to reach over the table to get to the queue ball. My dress pulled across my ample hips showing the fullness of them. Both guys were staring with months open as the dress pulled up to about 5 inches below my pussy. They could not see the glory hole but the closeness of the exposure, I am sure made them want more. I made the shot. It was now down to sinking the 9 ball. I called it and barely missed.
"That too bad," Trey said. "Let Jeff show you how it is done."
As Jeff got ready to shot I crossed my legs where he could see me. I did a slow move where my shaved pussy could be seen. He missed.
"Now let me show you how it is done," Mera said. She sank the nine ball so we won. The guys went to get us another shot and a beer. We both laughed as they left.