After the fun we had with the two young guys, described in our stories about the red miniskirt, Tom and I experienced a real sexual high with each other. I felt really much more desirable and sexually alive and he was really attentive as he said he found me "dangerously exciting" when he thought about how far I had gone and could go sexually. We also felt much closer as we now shared a secret and of course with anal sex now very much on the menu for Tom – absolutely no sexual barriers between us. Interestingly enough we felt we had to tell someone – hence our stories to Literotica. We also felt we wished to do it again but to do it discreetly.
My story has a serious side how sex with other people should be within one's marriage, should be carried out safely and discreetly.
Our next two experiences, whilst not as frenetic or extreme as our first were in their own way much more satisfying in that on each occasion Tom and another guy actually made love to me rather than simply had wild sex with me.
The first was with Don, a cousin of Tom's, who emigrated to Canada with his wife and young children a few years ago. Don at 37 is eight years younger than me, and 12 younger than Tom but we had always got on with me and Tom had always kidded me that he fancied me. He was right because on the last night of his visit home to the UK and after a boozy dinner at the golf club all three of us ended up in our bed and we had a fantastic night of lovemaking. As I said this was different to my first time of group sex in that on this occasion both guys were trying to please me as well as satisfy themselves and we had the most fantastic sex.
The second was with a business colleague of Tom's, who had come in from the US to but some antiques. He took us to dinner at his hotel and once again one thing led to another and we all three ended up in bed together- once again for a fantastic experience which I will chronicle some time in the future.
What was good about both experiences was that as the guys were married they were discreet and safe.
My next experience was on holiday earlier this year when I went on holiday with three younger all married women (Liz 28, Adele 30, Margie 36 and me 45) from the golf club. Tom had been busy at work and had encouraged me to go on a girly week to get "an early tan". We booked a decent aparthotel in Limassol.
For the first few days we lazed about the pool and ate in the hotel restaurant but on the fourth night Liz suggested that we go to a night club. I enjoyed dressing up as it reminded me of dressing up to go out before I was married, but when we got to the club I was a little taken back to see it was a bit rough with mainly squaddies from the nearby army base and early twenties kids. After a few drinks Margie ( the friend nearest in age to me) decided that we felt most out of place and decided to go back to the hotel.
We were already having lunch with a couple of cocktails at the pool the next day, when Liz and Adele surfaced looking rather the worse for wear and admitted that they had had rather too much to drink and ended up taking two young army guys back to their apartment. The girls admitted whilst it was a long time since they had sex like it they had been rather foolish and inviting the guys over for a drink at the pool with us that evening.
Just after five a rather noisy group of six guys in their late teens/early twenties "invaded" the calm of our rather sedate hotel – the group included Liz and Adele's "boyfriends". They were not terribly impressed at the disapproving looks they were getting from our fellow guests so suggested that we join them at hotel that didn't mind "army manoeuvres" and , which was "a bit livelier". Liz, Adele and Margie had all tops and shorts with them but as I was only wearing a fairly miniscule bikini top and thong and had only a quite diaphanous wrap with me, I suggested I would have to get changed but they rather boldly gave me the "once over" and said my dress was "just perfect" for their pool.
I hadn't counted on all ten of us having to squeeze into a small minibus and I felt the odd hand cop a feel of my nearly naked rear before I ended up sitting on the lap of Tony, a good looking but very young blonde guy. As we drove the short distance to the other hotel, in spite of his youth, I was getting increasingly turned on, by his firm hands on my waist and the fact that I could feel him getting hard against my rear. When we got out at the other hotel his mates teased him about the large erection he had that was very obvious through his thin shorts.
Their pool crowd was a lot younger and livelier and as all the girls were sunbathing topless we didn't feel too bad about taking off our tops. The drink really flowed and I think all four of us girls really enjoyed being chatted up by a group of by now ten guys ranging from about 19 to 21 ( some squaddies and some their mates from Newcastle who were staying at the hotel). We readily agreed to going out clubbing with them that night.
I had sobered up slightly before they collected us and was wondering would I really feel out of place but with encouragement from the girls I wore tight white trousers and a white lacey top with no bra that showed my 38Cs off to perfection. The club we went to had a little older crowd than the previous night and with the drink really flowing, to top up our earlier alcohol levels, we all relaxed and really started to enjoy the attention being lavished on us by our team of young escorts.
Two guys Tony a young army , and his friend Ben another slim good looking friend of his who was out on holiday, were extremely attentive and as the night wore on I didn't object to them kissing and fondling me. I also agreed to let them leave me back to the hotel, as my three friends appeared to have disappeared with other escorts.
