I met Mandy and John autumn 2006, I was an emotional mess, after my long term partner, Linda, had passed, I was fucking any man or woman who showed any interest in me. I met them in my local pub through mutual friends. John was an average sort of guy, roughly my age fiftyish, about 5.10, broad, but I noticed his hands, big workmans hands. Mandy was preceded everywhere by her chest, and she knew it, used them well, no one could help but notice her breasts, straining to get out of whatever she wore, younger, mid forties, slim waist and full hips, 5.2 ish and topped off by a mop of curly strawberry blonde hair.
We chatted several times over the next few weeks, usual banal drivel but always a sexual undertone until we were all invited to a birthday party at a friends home, a warm summer Friday night, I must admit to drinking a little too much, as did Mandy, somehow John loaded us both in the back of his car. As we headed to my home we snuggled together and actually kissed, snogging each others face off led to fondling and fingering, we were both so hot and wet, I knew I wanted her!
At my house, I invited them in, I wanted her!!!!
"Coffee for you John," I offered and John sat in my lounge
"I'll help," and Mandy was soon in front of me her bright blue eyes sparkling as we embraced and kissed, I was unaware of Johns presence untill I felt strong hands on my waist, coffee was soon forgotten as I turned from her to kiss him, we were soon kissing fondling and undressing each other, three people, three bodies intent on pleasure.
John took off Mandy's top and bra, God!! her tits cascaded out, milky white but capped with hard pink nipples her puss hidden by the tiniest thong I stepped out of my dress, I stood in front of them in just my bra and soaking panties John released my bra and my tits were revealed full, my big hard nipples and steel bars.
