Melvin knew he was one lucky man. A54-year old industrial engineer and successful industrial engineer with a research company in Tucson, Arizona, Melvin had been married for about 25 years to a wonderful woman named Rhonda who was a registered nurse by profession. Rhonda had the perfect personality for her job -- personable, empathetic, and caring. At 51-years old, Rhonda was also beyond hot! She was a tanned café au lait colored African-American woman with who looked between her late 30s and early 40s, was about 5'5 with sexy, lush curves, a set of round, heavy hanging tits with barely a hint of sag and nice shapely legs extending down from a lush, well-rounded ass. Though she was in her 50s and fighting the battle that all mature women fight with their bodies, Rhonda was winning hers through six day a week morning workouts and her 36DD"-30"-38" figure served as a testament to her workout regimen. And while she dresses conservatively and nursing scrubs far from provocative, nothing could hide her big beautiful breasts and well rounded ass.
With a body like hers, Rhonda never lacked for male attention, but nor did she seek it. She was just one of those women who drew men to her like moths to a flame. Melvin had admitted secretly to himself years ago that, while it was a turn-on to be married to a woman that other men still wanted, he was not worried at all about Rhonda's head getting turned around. She had always been a loyal, committed wife who was never been the subject of rumors of infidelity, despite numerous attempts from men from their 20s to their 60s. However, her energy, personality and physique hinted to all men at what only Melvin knew - when Rhonda was aroused, she was a sexual tigress in the bedroom, a two-legged bitch in heat and a total slut in bed. Yes, indeed, Melvin knew he was one lucky man. .
About 18 months ago, Melvin and Rhonda went home to Georgia to visit her 77-year old father who had recently been discharged from the hospital after knee replacement surgery. Prior to his surgery, Rhonda's father, John Warren, had arranged to host a reunion party for the members, both past and present, of the local fraternity chapter that he had helped start as a charter member. While Melvin was not a member, he was invited as John's guest and son-in-law. Mr. Warren was still recovering from his surgery and would not be in attendance
Melvin had gotten downstairs first as his wife had stated that she needed to repair a nail and would be down shortly. As he mixed with the guests, Melvin saw Rhonda walk into the room looking for him. He also watched a number of men turn around to look at Rhonda's fantastic 38DD"-30"-38" body. Melvin had a sense of pride, as does every man, when older and younger men look at the woman that belongs to them and think "MILF" (Mother I'd Like to Fuck)!
Rhonda's dress was one that Melvin had to really push her to wear. Generally, Rhonda dressed appropriate for a woman of her age, although no outfit could hide her sensuous body. Melvin had told Rhonda that he wanted to be the envy of all the men at the party and had bought her a special dress. Rhonda had originally refused to wear the dress, saying that it was a little too revealing, but her husband finally persuaded her to wear it. Even after she agreed, she told him that if her father had been there, Melvin could have begged until to cows came home and she still would not have worn the dress. When he saw her coming towards him, even Melvin's cock got rock hard and why not. His woman was one of the hottest women at the party.
Tonight, Rhonda's attire was a wrap dress made to complement a mature woman's body. An animal print synthetic fabric simulating silk contrasted well with Rhonda's café au lait complexion and her heavy, shoulder-length champagne-blond tinted hair. The dress was backless from the waist up with a halter top with two straps tied behind Rhonda's neck, connecting to the halter of the dress and the synthetic-silk panels of material were just wide enough to cover the front of his woman's big breasts, then widened as they connected to the skirt. The deep V halter-top emphasized the cleavage of a mature woman's heavier and well-rounded breasts; in this case, Rhonda's café au lait colored 36DD cleavage as her full, heavy globes bounced and jostled against each other as she walked.
With one side wrapped around the left side and connected at her waist, the dress narrowed the waist and complimented her sensual body in middle-age, with a stomach that was mostly flat with just a hint of a midriff bulge. The skirt was very form-fitting and clung to Rhonda's hips, falling down to about 4 inches above her knees and opened all the way up to just below middle of her beautiful thighs, accentuating her full hips and a large, shapely ass that jiggled as she walked Her beautiful, long legs were on full display for all to see and her beautifully manicured toes and feet were encased in leopard print strappy sandals with 4" stiletto "Come Fuck Me" (CFM) heels with the gold ankle bracelet with the initial "M" on it, referencing the first name of her husband.
Melvin knew that crotches were swelling just watching as his wife walked over to him, her plunging cleavage leaving nothing to the imagination and sparking many a male sexual fantasy. As she lifted her chin for a kiss, which she received, one of Rhonda's old friends and one of Mr. Warren's fraternity members, Vince, walked over with two other Black men.
"Melvin and Rhonda, glad you could make it and, Rhonda, I hope your Dad is doing well today," said Vince. Turning to Melvin, Vince said, "Mr. Warren has indicated more than once that he'd like for you to be a member of our graduate fraternity. Let me introduce you to two of my frat brothers, Carl and Mike."
Melvin turned around to greet the two men. A regional VP with a national transportation company, Carl was 60, 6'1", 200 pounds, a former college football player who was still in good shape. Like most men their age, fighting an ongoing battle with the bulge, Carl looked to be winning the battle with his broad shoulders, large biceps, shaved head and a charismatic smile that Melvin knew had bedded many women. Mike at 58 looked like a 6'0" version of Denzel Washington's character in "Training Day." A successful entrepreneur, his cool, brooding looks could intimidate men and melt women easily. Both men acknowledged Melvin with handshakes and made no attempt to hide their appreciation of his wife's sumptuous body.
"Carl and Mike own a consulting company and they come out to Arizona two to four times a year on business," said Vince. "They both mentioned that Mr. Warren had stated that he had family out in Arizona and I told them to give you two a call the next time they're out there."
"Sure, Vince. Any friend of Mr. Warren's and yours will get good hospitality at my house."
"How often do you travel, Melvin?" asked Carl.
"I'm on the road generally the first week of the month following up with our private labs throughout the country. One of my agreements with Rhonda was to arrange my schedule so that I'd usually be able to stay home the rest of the month."
"With a woman that fine, I'd be hard pressed to ever leave the house," replied Carl with a wink and a smile.
Rhonda blushed and said, "Thank you for being kind, Carl."
Looking her directly in her eyes, Carl replied with a smile, "No kindness involved, Rhonda. Just stating a matter of fact."
Melvin observed Carl's and Mike's light flirting with his wife with a certain amount of amusement. He was used to Rhonda's effect on men, but tonight, he had set the stage with her attire and was pleased to see that, even at 51, his wife's sex appeal still had it going on with men. In fact, he thought, it may be more potent at this age then it was when she was younger. She had always been fine, but maturity had turned her lush curves into dangerous ones. And yes, he had to admit to himself, that he was enjoying it even if Rhonda was a little uncomfortable with all the compliments and attention.
Rhonda cleared her throat while talking a couple of times and Melvin asked if she was thirsty for needed something to drink. When she responded, "Yes," he stepped away to get the drinks and Vince was called away to get a phone call inside the house.
After getting the drinks, Melvin started back towards Rhonda. Coming around the corner, but still out of sight, he overheard Carl state, "You are very beautiful tonight, Rhonda." Melvin watched as both Carl and Mike took in his Rhonda's mature sensuality with appreciative gazes, lustily inspecting her sensual body and was certain both studs were sporting growing bulges in their crotches. Melvin again found himself enjoying how the men were coveting his hot wife and it gave him pride to know that these two clear poon hounds were envying his ownership of such a sensual woman. Rhonda started to blush again and both men seemed to be enjoying her discomfort.
