This story focuses on women who find male-male action a huge turn-on. If that's not for you, please go elsewhere.
Chapter One: Girls' Luncheon
When Sue started on her third martini, Chrissy knew that the conversation would soon get raunchy. That made her a little nervous because there was a family with two teenage daughters in the next booth. Sue's husky whisper would probably carry, and it might be rather shocking for them to hear three grandmothers engrossed in the details of their friend's latest sexual exploits.
On the other hand, Chrissy, who had no recent exploits of her own, was more than a little excited to imagine herself in Sue's place in whatever the scenario might be. She knew she, Brenda and Sophie would soon feel more than a little wet between their legs, but she hoped hardening nipples would not give away the intensity of her interest. Perhaps she should have chosen a looser top.
Chrissy glanced around the circular booth at her friends. Yes, they were grandmothers. Yes, they were in their 60's or approaching it, but they could have passed for early 50s. Brenda had a great rack, maybe helped by an underwire bra, but still spectacular. Plus her tasteful make-up accentuated her beautiful green eyes that went beautifully with her red hair. Who cared if it was dyed to cover the gray?
Sophie was a runner, often best in age class at local races. She could probably pass for late 40s. Like the rest of her, Sophie's breasts were on the small side, but she had a firm gorgeous ass and shapely legs. Chrissy envied the fact that Sophie could still look fabulous in long blonde hair.
Chrissy thought her own frosted brunette hair in a short cut was sporty. Her B-cup breasts had little sag. She thought her large areola and thick nipples were a plus. Not that anyone but her husband got to see them, and then not as often as she would have liked. Her legs were good enough for the short skirt she had on, especially when she had on the three inch heels she was currently wearing. In five-inch stilettos, they were fabulous, but unfortunately, those were gathering dust somewhere in the back of the closet.
Sue might be a little on the heavy side, but she was voluptuous. Divorced and single. Chrissy felt slightly envious of Sue's freedom and felt slightly guilty for being envious. Chad wasn't that bad, was he?
Chrissy turned her attention back to Sue, anticipating a vicarious journey into an erotic adventure that was, sadly, not likely to happen in her life anytime soon.
"Well, you know me," Sue began, "I lingered over each pool shot at the Senior Center to give Ted a nice view of my cleavage. Actually, pretty much 85 percent of my boobs. You know how low cut my mauve top is, and it's loose enough to be on the verge of a wardrobe malfunction when I bend over. I'm pretty sure Ted maneuvered around the table in search of an angle that would give him a peek at areola and maybe a nipple if he was lucky. He probably wasn't disappointed since he did seem to be getting a tent in his pants."
"Shit," Chrissy thought as she looked down. Yes, her hardened nipples were definitely visible for all to see. But then Brenda's hand seemed to have slipped between her thighs and she was squirming in her seat. Sophie was licking her lips and leaning in, intently absorbing each word.
"Sam must be a legs and ass man because he made sure to always be behind me," Sue continued. "Of course, I had a nice pair of heels on and a short skirt. I made sure my legs were nicely spread for each shot, and I even chose to play a ball that required me to stretch way over the table, putting one knee up on a stool. Bet that gave Sam a great view of the top of my thigh highs and a bit of inner thigh. I missed the shot, but it was worth it to think of him imagining shoving his hard cock up my ass."
"I so love being a tease--make them wonder if I'm as slutty as I seem or just a proper granny, oblivious to what I'm revealing."
Though they had barely finished eating, the mother at the next table, hustled her giggling girls toward the exit, making sure to give Sue a steely glare. One of the teens gave Sue a quick wink.
Sue downed the last third of her martini in one gulp. "By the end of the third rack, my thong was drenched with my juices, and I'm sure the boys picked up my scent. They insisted that I join them for drinks at Murphy's Grill, which I was damn sure was a prelude to something more. If they hadn't figured that out, I was going to make sure it was because I was horny beyond belief."
Chrissy was pretty sure she wasn't the only one fingering her clit through damp panties. Sophie was trying to be discrete, but her fingertip kept returning to her hardened nipple.
"We'll you do know how I love my martinis," Sue went on, "but I downed only one before I suggested continuing at my place. The words were barely out of my mouth before they both assented and started getting up. I'm sure that you can imagine that as soon as we entered the house, clothes started coming off, and the three of us were naked before we made it beyond the foyer."
"Again, you know me, so you can picture me on my knees taking Sam's cock in my mouth while stroking Ted's cock and fingering his balls. But that's when things took an unexpected turn. But first, I need another martini."
