Hello, it's Robin.
First, a little about me. As i write this I am a sixty+ year old, still sexually active, bi woman. When this adventure started I was a 35 year old straight married woman. I was about 125 pounds, today 140. I am still 5 foot 7 inches tall. Some things have moved around a bit, what were 36 Cs are now 38 Ds. I was, I thought, a perfect 36-24-39 now I'm still perfect but different sizes. At the beginning I had black hair everywhere, now gray, almost white. I am gifted with green eyes.
This story is about a little fun Susan and I had with a married man.
When this happened I was 61 and Susan was 30. We were not kids but we of course think we are hot. Of course we are. This was NOT my idea. 20/20 hindsight tells us it was a really dumb and potentially dangerous idea. Do not try this at home!
This all started when Susan told me a story about what happened once when she got a little drunk at a business dinner. She admitted to having the hots for a married business associate Jim. She knew however that it was never going to happen so she came up with a plan. She was at a business conference with him and a bunch of folks had been drinking and were at dinner. Susan had some experience in local theater groups so she was doing her best to appear more drunk than she really was. As dinner wound down she confided in Jim that she had far too much to drink and asked him to help her get to her room. Of course he said yes. All the way to the room she was telling him how attracted she was to him and how she wished they were both single. Very drunk woman talk.
When they arrived at her room she fumbled with the key card and he had to help her into the room. She took her last shot and asked him if he wanted a "roll in the hay." Then as planned she pretend passed out on the bed and waited. She told us she was sure it was going to happen when he started taking her clothes off and she helped and encouraged him. He touched her a lot, everywhere even fingered her a little but did nothing more. She tried to pull him into bed but he resisted. She felt him kiss her on the forehead and left her naked tucked in bed.
The following morning at breakfast he complemented her on her recovery and asked if she was ok. He then asked her if she remembered any of what happened when he brought her to her room. Sara simply answered that she did and wished she had been sober. He looked at her and said: "Well you are sober now." They never returned to the conference that day.