I was bored. My husband was always traveling for business and I stayed at home. My daughter was living on her own as she turned eighteen and decided on college in a nearby town. She was expected home next week. I was watching a cute sexy movie and I must admit it made my thoughts wander.
My husband had not touched me for ages. When he came home, he was stressed out and exhausted, so we somehow never relaxed. We hadn’t been out for a drink, or dinner for months. The last occasion was my thirty-sixth birthday. He took me to a beautiful restaurant with a romantic atmosphere. He was warm and attentive and then we went home.
Once there his phone rang, and he got stuck in a work situation. By the time he had it sorted he was stressed and tired. As it was my birthday, he suggested we go to bed. He reached for me kissed me and touched me. However, he was in a hurry. His vibe was not intimate and loving, rather mechanical and hurried. After he came, he kissed me, and rolled over and went to sleep. And that was a good night of sex compared to most!
After I had a hot soapy bath in candlelight while I listened to music and sipped wine, I put on a sexy movie. The movie awakened a desire in me for a night with a man who wanted to be with me. My friend Sally had confided in me that she was in a marriage without any real intimacy. Her solution was to join Tinder.
She told me she met guys there that were cute, enjoyed being with her, loved the sex and had no ideas about having a relationship, so her marriage was not in danger of being challenged. As she said, “The last thing I need is a guy pushing for a relationship. I love my husband it’s just I need that flirtation, to feel attractive and desired as a woman.”
I knew exactly what she meant. To have a man look at me with desire in his eyes, to want to be with me and seducing me. It would make me feel sexy and confident. She shared some of her experiences and I was fascinated. A few weeks later, I had picked up my phone. It was midnight and I was alone, so I looked for Tinder and downloaded the app.
I quickly uploaded several photos and gave my details. I am a brunette with long hair, petite and look younger than I am and have firm breasts flat belly flat and shapely slender legs. My blue eyes are set in a pretty face, with a wide mouth with full lips that easily smile. My personality is outgoing and humorous.
After signing up I took out the premium subscription and began to explore the site...and Google the ‘ins and outs’ of Tinder dating. I began to swipe ...left, left, left, right... until I felt I had selected several suitable men. I had received a response from one of them. As I only swiped men that I felt were suitable, I was happy to message him. We had chatted and agreed we would meet.
Lying in bed in my sexy lingerie I decided to message him, and I texted him.
“Hi Tommy, I am available for a night out, as I am on my own the whole week. Sara.” I hoped he would read it as, “This week I can take her out and we can spend the night together.”
My idea was if the vibe was relaxed and there was a spark, I would go with him to his place. To my surprise, he answered immediately. He explained he was usually up late, so he saw my message. He asked if he could call and soon my phone rang.
“Hi Sara, Tommy here, great to speak to you at last,” said a deep masculine voice.
I was immediately weak at the knees. I hoped the photo on his profile was him. If so, he had two pluses... his looks and his voice. As we chatted, I found him attractive and sexy. He was warm, funny and had an edge of sexiness in his conversation. I relaxed. Perhaps it was the wine and the movie, but I found myself asking him,
“Tommy, what are you doing now?”
“Nothing, I’m quite bored.”
I glanced at my watch and saw it was 11.pm.
“If you want to come over that will be fine. I am bored myself and have been sipping some wine.”
“Sara, I’d love to come over if you don’t mind.”
I could hear the eagerness in his voice and my heart skipped a beat.
“That would be wonderful, I would love for you to come over.”
I gave him my address and he said he would be about 40 minutes. I assured him that would be fine. I put down my phone and thought I am taking a chance as I didn’t know him. I chided myself for hoping that he would take me right here tonight in this bed! I poured another glass of wine and couldn’t help feeling the excitement and the hopeful expectation.
He sounded great, he looks great and it would be wonderful if we spark and get some chemistry. As I had just bathed, I decided I should put some makeup on and some decent clothing. I did not want to come across as too slutty.
The doorbell rang. I had finally decided to wear a flowing skirt and a blouse. Conservative, yet feminine and I hoped sexy and appealing. I opened the door and there stood a tall dark-haired man with a good muscular frame. He was not over-muscled but certainly, he was not lacking. His eyes were blue and had a twinkle in them. His face broke into a warm smile.
“Hi, I am Tommy. It is so good to meet you!”
“I’m glad you could come over at such short notice.”
I invited him into the living room, and he stood to dominate the room and looked around.
“Sara, this is beautiful! Did you do the design?”
I blushed and said, “Yes.”
He complimented me again and I asked him to sit. He sat on the large sofa and I sat beside him and we chatted. It was just general chatter and I asked if he would like a drink. He asked for a whisky. I poured him a double over ice and handed it to him. As my hand touched his I felt the sparks, there was chemistry already in the room. I poured more wine and relaxed on the sofa beside him. The time flew past, and then he said he had to leave. I was disappointed but realised it was too late to start anything. He stood up and moved toward the door. At the door, he slowly turned and faced me.
He looked deep into my eyes and my knees went weak. I caught my breath. He touched my arms and stroked them and drew me to himself and kissed me. His hard-male mouth crushed my lips and his tongue gently pressed my lips open and found my tongue. Our tongues chased and darted in and out of our sealed lips and each other’s mouths. His strong arms were around me pulling me close. I had my arms around him running them up and down his strong back. My pussy was wet, and my knees were weak as I slumped against him full of arousal and lust. He broke off the kiss and stood close to each other.
“Sara, I’m free tomorrow night, all night. I will call in the afternoon.”
Then he left. I leaned against the wall wondering what had happened. It was like a whirlwind of emotions chemistry and arousal. It did not help my sexual frustration at all! I was more aroused than before he came around. Back in the lounge I poured another glass of wine and went to my room. I undressed and slipped naked into the bed and began to sip my wine and fantasizing about him.
I was wet, and my thighs were squirming. My hands ran over my breasts, nipples, along my stomach and slowly began to touch myself. My clit was super sensitive and wet with my juices. I began to stroke my clit, my pussy finger myself until using a vibrator I came to a climax and orgasmed. I then fell asleep dreaming about the promise of tomorrow night. The only problem was he was considerably younger than me and that was the last thought before I fell asleep.
Tommy got into his BMW and leaned back in the leather seat as he accelerated away. His erection had subsided but not his desire. That is aa beautiful sexy lady he said to no one. As the night slipped past him, he was thinking about tomorrow. He arrived home and went into his house. At twenty-seven he was fortunate to have inherited a large amount of money and his father’s business. He was wealthy and enjoyed his luxury.
He went to his bedroom and undressed. The. He went and showered. So, soaping himself he became aroused again. He rinsed off and dried himself. He lay naked on his bed and felt for a bottle beside his bed lamp. He poured some onto his hand and lay back.
His erection was growing stronger and he began to stroke it with his lubed hand. Slow strong strokes as his mind undressed her in his imagination and then took her. He stroked his large cock until he felt the orgasm rushing up. His hips thrust upward as his hand gripped and squeezed his cock. His other hand caressed his balls and groaning he began to spasm and to spurt his hot cum over his hand and belly.
When he was finished, he padded to the bathroom. And cleaned up with a damp hot towel. When finished he took his phone and looked at it. There was a message from her thanking him for coming over and confirming she was looking forward to getting together tomorrow night. He grinned in the soft light of the phone screen.
He was amazed at the lust she generated in him. He was ten years younger than her, but she had an aura of sexiness and class. She was elegant and refined, yet her kiss revealed she was a deeply sensual woman. He knew she was experienced sexually, and he felt her relaxed confidence.
Then he saw a text from his current girlfriend. He read it. She bubbled about her day and how much she missed him. He lay back and considered her. She was very attractive, sexy and intelligent. She was younger than him and he had enjoyed their short time together. They met on Tinder, dated and started a relationship. She was very sexy and had a huge appetite for sex and his body.
They spent a considerable amount of time making love and just enjoying sex. She seemed always ready and willing, and he could feel her great enjoyment of sex. At times she was quite kinky which he liked. But she had to be away for a couple of months, and he decided he was not going to deny himself because of her.
His mind turned to Sara again. At thirty-nine she was going to be his first older woman he had been with. He was sure it would be a great experience. He fell asleep planning where he should take her.
The next morning, he woke up and after breakfast phoned his favorite restaurant. It was small exclusive expensive and guaranteed a quiet private venue and excellent food. It was in his view ideal for seduction and the perfect setting to take Sara to. Having confirmed the booking, he phoned her. She did not answer the phone, so he hung up. He busied himself with his daily responsibilities.
Sara woke up and felt an excitement and joy she hadn’t experienced for some time. She stretched herself and then slipped out the bed. As she made coffee and prepared breakfast she was on the phone. She made an appointment at the beauty salon. She arranged a massage, full body wax and hairdresser and manicurist.
By the time Tommy had phoned, Sara was in a gown at the salon getting pampered and prepared. She went for a full-body wax including a Brazilian. Her nails were done. Her skin massaged oiled and pampered. Her hair was styled, and she had a manicure. When she had finished, she drove back home.
