Our Hotwives

You decide to take a break from the routine of rushing out for a quick lunch at a restaurant and stroll down to the park in Manhattan. You bring a sandwich and a magazine determined to enjoy the warm, summer day. The park is bustling but tranquil at the same time. Several empty benches are available and you choose one directly in the sun. A little solitude is nice once in a while just to get away from the office and the phone.

Opening your magazine, you start on your lunch and are blissfully engrossed in your reading when a curious, bold, New York park squirrel jumps on your bench and stands on his hind legs to see what you're eating. Amused, you throw him a morsel of turkey and turn back to your reading.

"Is that your pet squirrel"? you hear from a male voice hovering above you. Your gaze moves upward and meets the most beautiful eyes you've ever seen. The green/blue eyes are framed by curly, sandy colored hair and an exquisite, chiseled face. You don't have time to check out the rest of his body but you instinctively know this guy is a hunk.

You stammer for an answer as your heart has skipped a beat and your mind is racing. You finally smile and say:"Yes. I bring him from home every day and we have lunch here together".

He laughs and with a wave tells you to have a nice day. You can't stop from watching him walk away and admire his physique, strong legs, and nice butt in those tight jeans. Your heart continues involuntarily beating fast and you feel a familiar moistness between your legs.

This is shocking to you. You're now 59 years old, still sexy with a great figure, but you call yourself a "retired hotwife" since you stopped seeing your long distance lover 2 years ago. You started when you were 35 years old with your husband's permission and encouragement and had a 13 year relationship with Jim , that young,hung guy you met at the restaurant you worked at. When that ended, you moved on to Michael but distance slowly cooled that relationship. Thinking that your hotwife days were behind you , this sudden surge of desire has you dazed and confused. You close your eyes on the bus ride home that evening and conjure up that image of your surprise visitor again and again.

I'm sure you could arrange to cum out of retirement!

His smile and those dreamy eyes keep popping up in your mind over the weekend and you can't stop marveling at your sudden resurgence of hormonal desire. Date night with your husband has you in great spirits and aggressive in bed. He comments on your prowess and delights in the naughty talk that you've refrained from for some time. You don't mention the object of your desires in your fantasy. Not yet. Besides, you'll probably never see the guy again. What are the chances in NYC?

The following Friday you can't resist duplicating your actions of the previous week and even find the same bench unoccupied. Taking advantage of casual Fridays and summer attire, you wear your tight jeans and a nice strappy heel that shows off your slender, shapely legs. Your top is also tight showing a lovely cleavage between your 34B's. You delve into your next book and settle in for a relaxing read.

"Where's your squirrel today"? he says appearing seemingly out of nowhere again, much to your chagrin. You can't believe your luck and you flash him a big smile.

"Well,I forgot to bring him with me" is the best you can muster as you try to control your beating heart.

"Can I sit for a minute with you"? he replies much to your delight.

"Why sure, please do" is your gracious response. He sits and for the first time you can really take him all in. You are impressed with his demeanor as well as his hunky body and you smile continuously as you get to know each other a little better. The eye contact is intense and his dazzling eyes make you want to swoon. You manage to keep your cool.

You tell him about working for a publishing company about a block from the park. He lets on that he lives nearby and walks almost every day. You talk for almost 1/2 hour and there is definitely an attraction even though you surmise he is much younger. Your eyes dance when he asks if you would like to have lunch with him. Your sexy smile reveals your delight when you say "Yes, I would like that". You give him your cell phone number and he says he'll call you soon.

Walking back to the office, you feel young and adventurous again, something you haven't felt in years. You can't believe this has happened and he has your phone number. Before you reach your desk you get a text message asking simply: "How about next Friday"?

It's him.

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Of course you reply that you would love to meet him for lunch the following Friday. Plans are made and a time is arranged. The rest of the week goes by in a blur. Erotic thoughts are creeping into your mind while doing other things. You decide not to tell your husband yet. You'll see where this goes after having lunch. The nearby restaurant is nice so you decide to wear a skirt, another revealing top, and medium heels to fit in at the classy eatery. You check your make-up in the ladies room before setting off for the place. You look great and are a little more than excited about this mystery man.

He greets you at the bar, puts his arm around you and gives you a nice hug. You respond with a peck on his cheek and you exude warmth and friendliness. Lunch is delightful in the busy restaurant, your conversation gets to a new level of familiarity, and you feel close to him already. He complements your looks but you still don't reveal your age. Let him guess for awhile, you think. He then asks if you would have a drink with him after work the following Friday as that seems to be your day to meet. He's really starting to turn you on and you wonder if it shows. You know it will after a few glasses of wine. You accept his invitation and a date is set. Now you will tell your husband during your Saturday date night.

"I met someone in the park at work" you coyly mention as we snuggle under the covers.
"Tell me about him, please".
"He's muscular, tall, and very handsome with incredible eyes".
"Wow. Did he ask you out?"
"Yes. We already had lunch and he wants me to have a drink with him Friday night. Would that be alright"? you coo as you stroke my instantly excited hard-on.
"Oh My God! I thought you were a retired hot wife".
"I am, but I always said if someone caught my eye..."
"It's been almost 3 years since you were with Michael at your h.s. reunion" I offer as my heart starts pounding.
"I know. I really didn't think anyone would interest me...but this was like a lightning bolt".
"What are you going to wear when you meet him for that drink"?
"Ummm...It's after work so I could change in the ladies room.I was thinking maybe the sexy, black tights that you like, with my black patent leather high heels that you love so much. I'll have to buy a new top, of course".
"Of course" I gulp as my mind swims and my cock quivers to your soft touch as you speak the language I craved for so many years.
"Are you going to fuck him"?
"Do you want me to"? you respond as you envelope my cock with your warm mouth.
My answer explodes into your surprisingly hungry welcoming throat.

The butterflies are churning in your stomach as Friday afternoon nears an end. The office clears out as expected and you move to the ladies room with your bag. Now you have the freedom to unleash a little more of your wild side for the evening ahead. You change into the new blouse that you bought. It hugs your body and really complements your breasts. The only weight you've added to your 115 lb. body is in the right places and your cleavage is that of a temptress. The leggings and high heels showcase what is almost the perfect, slim female body. Nicely proportioned, your legs look magnificent and your pooch is to die for. You would never wear an outfit like this to work, but, tonight you are stepping out, so you decide to enjoy looking so desirable. You spend a lot of time in front of the mirror enhancing and applying a bold, sexy look to your make-up. Your face takes on the aura of a goddess. You apply your lipstick...so red...so alluring.
You walk past the security guard in the lobby and he does a double-take.

"Liz, you look fabulous. Where are you going, young lady"?

"I have a date tonight" you say as you breeze by, leaving him to wonder.

He's not the only one who does a double-take when you arrive at the cocktail lounge near Penn Station. All eyes are drawn to you as you saunter in,gorgeous blond hair, gorgeous face, gorgeous legs, in high heels, looking devastating as ever. Your new friend, Ron, lights up when he sees you and gives you a long, almost intimate, hug as you greet each other. You sit down at the bar and order a glass of wine. Your crossed legs look so sexy while sitting on the bar stool, high heel dangling close to his leg.

Now you are away from the office and the park where you might feel awkward if a co-worker happened by while you were in the company of your new friend. Your inhibitions fade with each sip of wine and you both talk easily and feel comfortable in each other's company. You can see the desire in his eyes as you connect over the wine and nice appetizers. You flirt back and forth and it's obvious the attraction is mutual. He tells you he is divorced and lives by himself near the park. You guess his age to be in the forties but are still surprised when he reveals that he is just 42. He wants to know your age and you tell him that you are in your 50's but you don't say exactly how old...not yet.

You agree to have a 3rd and final glass of wine before catching your train back to Jersey. The point of your shoe has grazed his leg from time to time but now feeling emboldened by the wine you start running it along his calf in a suggestive way. He notices and tells you how sexy you are and how he noticed you right away in the park that first day. He hoped to see you again and couldn't believe his luck when he did. You confess that you were taken with him as well and thought about him all that week. He is flattered and keeps telling you how beautiful you look tonight. Your eyes sparkle and you dazzle him with your smile. He suggests dinner the following Friday(of course) and maybe he'll show you his apartment with the nice view of the park. You smile knowingly as your eyes drop to the floor at the obvious implications. Recovering, you meet his eyes and say that you would enjoy that very much.

He walks you to the train station and pulls you behind a column. With people all around, he takes you in his arms and kisses you like you've never been kissed before. His lips, his mouth make you instantly hunger for more, knowing there is much, much more to this handsome man. You embrace and kiss for a full minute oblivious to the bustling crowd. You finally break away and say you must catch your train.

On the train, you receive a text from him thanking you for joining him and how great you looked tonight. You tell him that he is a good kisser.

He texts:"Do you want me"?

You wait nearly 5 minutes before answering with racing heart and trembling fingers:"Yes".

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You relate the story to your husband the next night and he is swooning over the possibility that you may just be coming out of hotwife retirement.

"What do you plan on wearing this time"?
"Something devastating like one of my tight dresses you like so much".
"Are you going to change in the ladies room again"?
"I'll have to. I could never wear something that sexy in the office".
"So what do you think will happen after you have dinner"?
"He wants to show me his apartment" you say, smiling.
"You're really attracted to this guy, aren't you"?
"Yeah, there's just something about him I haven't felt in a long time. He's so handsome and I just feel this chemistry when I'm with him".
"I'm so excited. Will you tell me everything when you get home"?
"Yes, I promise,baby".

Ron has convienently chosen a restaurant just a couple of blocks from your office and within walking distance of his apartment. You've planned and prepared everything you could for your "date" and the results are astonishing. You walk into the restaurant glowing, your sexuality oozing through every pore. The tight black dress hugs your hips and ass in a provocative way showcasing your lithe body and shapely legs to perfection.
The black stiletto high heels give you a distinctive classy,sultry,sexy,confident air.

The romantic restaurant makes the experience an intimate one. As the wine flows and the courses served, you both anticipate an exciting evening. His piercing eyes and muscular body under his sport jacket and blue shirt are turning you on. You can feel your skin tingling and your vaginal walls secreting.

You walk to his apartment in the cool evening air with your arm in his, laughing and whispering like co-conspirators. He whisks you up the elevator to his 4th floor apartment. Very chic, you think, as you enter. The picture window in the living room overlooks the park. He smiles and mentions that's how he first noticed you and your blond hair. Then he decided he had to get a closer look at you and was happy he did. He pours 2 glasses of wine as you get comfortable on the couch. A little music,some nice candles lit, and the scene is set. He sits close to you and his scent lingers in your nostrils sending attractive signals to the brain. You sip your wine as your sexual desire starts to show. Your voice is soft, sultry,luring him in. You reach for your purse and pull out a nice fat doobie that you rolled that morning at home. You flirtatiously ask if he would like to smoke a joint with you. He says that he would love to. You confide that pot makes you horny and it's always been your aphrodisiac of choice. He tells you how it makes him hard all night. You smile and tell him that you like that possibility.

As the joint gets passed back and forth, you lean in towards him and start carressing his upper leg. Your conversation becomes more intimate as the smoke loosens your inhibitions.
"Do you do this often with other women"? you ask softly.
"Actually, I've only had 2 women here since my divorce...and, both were married. But, they stopped seeing me. One got nervous that her husband would find out and the other felt too guilty".
"Really"? you ask as your hand moves further up his thigh. "Were they older women"?
"No, both were in their forties. I guess they were looking for a little excitement but couldn't handle the responsibility".
You put out the half-smoked joint in the ashtray on the coffee table.
You look him in the eyes and move your slender fingers over his growing erection and say:
"I don't have that problem because my husband knows I'm here and he's almost as excited as I am. I'm 59 years old and I don't have any restrictions on my love life. My husband gives me complete freedom to do as I please".
Stunned, he asks how can this be?
"I'm what's called a hotwife" as you unbuckle his belt "and my husband enjoys it when I make love with other men. He loves me to tell him all about it when I get home".
"So you've had other affairs with men"?
"Yes, I'll tell you about them later. Right now I want to suck your cock...if you'll let me"? looking at him with those innocent eyes of yours.

Before you even pull down his briefs, you see the huge bulge evident beneath the undies. You reach in and pull out an immense penis that takes your breath away. You haven't seen anything like this since Jim,your young stud from the restaurant you worked at.
"Oh my, you didn't tell me you were so big".
"I didn't want to scare you away", he laughs.
"Oh no, this is beautiful". You part your red lips and cover the head of his dick with your warm, wet mouth. Spreading your saliva all around the crown, you work your magic on him as he leans back and closes his eyes in obvious pleasure. Jim was 11"-12" inches and thick and never failed to rock your world. The cock you were looking at and stroking was just about the same in length and maybe even thicker in girth! This might be a challenge since it was years since you fucked Jim and your husband was just average. You continue tantalizing him with flicks of the tongue, long licks up and down the shaft, and engulfing his cock with your soft lips as deep as you can take him. He strokes your hair and pulls it back so he can see your face. Your eyes lock and in the hazy,dreamy state of being stoned you both know it's going to be a very special night.

Your panties are already soaked and your desire is evident. You start taking him deep in your mouth with longer and faster plunges,pleasuring him,your hunger to have him inside of you more obvious by the second. Finally, you stop, smile, and while stroking his magnificent, engorged cock with your talented, manicured fingers, you ask him:
"Will you take me in the bedroom and fuck me like I've never been fucked before"?

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He takes you by the hand and leads you into his bedroom. You stand by the bed kissing, embracing, anticipating the ectasy that is to come. He unzips the back of your dress letting it fall to the floor. You stand before him exquisite in your heels, stockings, panties, and bra with desire emanating from every pore of your body. You stroke his cock with your hand, scraping the underside teasingly with your nails, staring into his eyes daring him to take you. Your lips and fingers speak desire and passion for the man before you as you kiss and fondle him. He removes his shirt, and now naked, pushes you back on the bed. His mouth goes directly to your waiting breasts. He releases them from your black bra and you tell him that you love to have your breasts kissed and nipples sucked until they are engorged with blood. He complies by carressing them with his fingers while teasing them with his tongue. Swirling around your areolas with his tongue drives you mad and you encourage him with your words: "Oh yes...yes". He sucks hard on your nipple and your only response is to ask him to suck harder...you love it. His hand slides down to your panties and he teases your wet spot through the soft, silky fabric with his fingers. He reaches under the edge and immerses his fingers in your wetness. Your lips are soaked and he spreads your love around the labia. The simultaneous sucking and stroking has you moaning and gasping as you caress his head and you pull his face up to yours and attack his mouth with lips mad with desire. His finger starts to enter your gushing pussy and he meets no resistance, only soft, inviting sugar walls. Your tongue explores the depths of his mouth inviting him to continue his penetration. You wimper as he withdraws his finger and rubs your juices all over your clitoris and engorged lips. He's preparing you for lovemaking and you want him more than anything in the world. You ask if you can get on top so you can slowly accomodate his massive cock. He smiles and says: "As you wish, my lady".

He lies on his back in the center of his bed and you once again pleasure him with your mouth. Your face is flush with obvious desire and your eyes sparkle with anticipation. Your mouth slides over his beautiful penis coating it with your saliva and you stare into his eyes. His glazed look speaks to his obvious pleasure while you lavish him with your oral massage. His erection points to the ceiling and his hardness gives you shivers thinking about him inside of you. You stradle his body and rub his wet dick up and down your vaginal lips letting your juices coalesce.

You start to tell him about your other affairs while being a married woman. How your husband was so jealous in your younger years that you had to keep your attractions to other men secretive. By your mid 30's though, hubby started to talk about a fantasy of you being with other men. After much discussion and pillow talk you agreed that it was something you would like to try. Entering your peak sexual years made this an easy task. Dressing sexier and always primping before going out of the house made you a magnet for male attention. Wearing a very sexy hairstyle and more make-up than most married women in the area had them eating out of your hand. When a younger guy (9 years your junior) you worked with at a restaurant nearby asked you over to his apartment for a drink you accepted. You were already attracted to him and had been flirting with him for some time. You sat on his couch and he started kissing you and you ended up tearing each other's clothes off and fucking right there on that couch. The condom broke on that fateful night but you were starting a journey that has lasted for over 20 years.

You had been married for 10 years and had 2 young children but you couldn't help yourself. After some guilty feelings and more discussions and encouragement from your husband you went back to Jim and had him again...and again...and again. You started seeing him every week usually after work on a Friday or Saturday night and not come home until 2 or 3 in the morning. Sometimes you would sneak in a daytime date while the kids were in school and hubby was at work usually at his place. His cock drove you crazy and made you want him more each time. You fucked in his bed, your car, his trailer, his hot tub, his hot tub deck,our bed, motels, hotels, and even on a bridge one hot summer night. Even after we moved away 6 years later your affair continued when possible. When he eventually bought a house, you would drive 3 hours to his place, he would cook you dinner, then you would excuse yourself, go into the bathroom, and put on lingerie, high heels, a lot of eye make-up, your reddest lipstick, and tease your hair to look extra sexy and slutty. A few glasses of wine and some pot and you would talk dirty to him all night while he fucked you to your heart's content...all night long. He would make you scream with orgasm after orgasm. Your lust for him was insatiable. You were addicted to his lovemaking. He filled you like no other man ever had.

Your story excites Ron all the more and you've been slowly working his cock head into your vaginal opening while talking. Your fluids have eased his entry and your rapidly expanding canal has him slipping about 6 inches inside of you. You tell him again that he reminds you of Jim and he was the best sex you ever had. You hope that he will be even better. Up and down you slide on his rock-hard penis bathing him with your juices, feeling him penetrating a little further each time. Your lips are stretched beyond their normal capacity but this only increases your pleasure. Your mutual excitement creates a nice rhythm as you continue to ride him seductively and he slowly disappears inside of you as you absorb his full girth.

Michael was your second and last "boyfriend" until now and he was actually an old high school friend you met at a reunion. You were instantly attracted to each other when you met for the first time in years and e-mails turned into lunches that turned into hotel rendezvous. Distance was always a problem with him but once or twice a year you would meet for dinner and afterwards he would take you to a hotel. You would take a bath together to relax then get under the sheets naked and pleasure each other for hours. Your final meeting was at the next reunion 10 years later at a hotel. You invited him to your room after the party and told him he would have fun. While your classmates slept in other rooms , you and Michael made love until 4:30 in the morning and you had 3 orgasms. Alas, health issues and the great distance finally made that relationship fade.

Now, here you were again with another man other than your husband taking him deep into your essence and loving every minute of it. You thought your hotwife days may have been over but there was always a voice inside of you that whispered: "Never say never again". You continue to cream all over his glorious dick while he slowly pushes the rest of his thickness into you. Your lubricating vagina now has you sliding easily up and down the entire length of his 12 inches that you have claimed as your personal pleasure toy. He tells you how good you feel inside, so warm, so wet, so inviting. You answer that you were placed on this earth to bring pleasure to a few special men like him. You hold yourself at the peak of his cock and tease him with your eyes. He smiles and pulls you down forcefully on his phallus. "Oh my", you say, "do that again".

He grabs your hips and you piston on his cock like you've known each other forever. Your head falls back and you are hypnotized by this incredible man making love to you. Your moans turn into cries of sheer pleasure: "Yes, yes, yes...Oh my God, yes". He tells you that he is a ninja and he can last as long as you like and as many times as you want.

"Please, I want you to fuck me all night. Is that ok? I've never felt this incredible with someone inside of me. Jim was the best lover I ever had. We stopped using rubbers after the first few times because I wanted to feel his skin on my walls. He could make love for an hour, come inside of me, and keep going without losing his erection for another hour. It just drove me crazy beyond my wildest dreams. But you make me feel like a goddess. Can I be your special little slut"?

"I like that. We could do this whenever you can get away" he says. "Will your husband mind if you don't come home some nights"?

"No! He loves it when I play with other men. He's always asking when am I going to find a new boyfriend. It's been a long time for both of us but no one came along until I met you. He craves the stories when I get home from a date. It drives him crazy when I describe how a man can make love to me for so much longer than he can and how I can orgasm vaginally with someone else but not him".

You slow the tempo down and continue to ride his never softening cock like a princess. You continue describing your long, passionate affair with Jim, how you converted him from an inexperienced fucker into your very skilled lover. How he would kiss and lick your pussy for an hour and give you the most incredible orgasm then mount you and fuck you to multiple orgasms while maintaining his erection throughout. You would come all over his cock and beg for more. After hours of throwing you around the bed and having you in every position he knew he would come deep inside of your married pussy. After resting and napping you would wake him by stroking and sucking his incredible cock back to hardness and ask him to fuck you once more before you had to go home. He would always respond with yet another round of rocking your world.

You tell him a secret you never even shared with your husband about Jim. How you became submissive to him. It started out as a game but gradually became part of your relationship. You would start out rubbing his cock and telling him how badly you wanted him. How you thought about him all the time. The way he looked at you when you were working at the restaurant knowing you would be together later that night. You would tell him that you would do anything for him...anything. As long as he would give you his long, thick cock. He would make you do things like give him a full body massage with baby oil, talk sexy to him, worship his cock, and suck and lick him from his tight balls to his mushroom head for longer and longer periods of time. He would make you beg for his cock until you couldn't take it anymore. You would wear what he wanted you to when you arrived at his place or change in the bathroom. Like your husband, he appreciated the sexy, slutty look on you. You would wear his favorite lingerie anytime he asked. He once tied you up and blindfolded you in his bed and teased you for hours with lotions and vibrators and making you talk dirty to him. You revealed all your sluttiest thoughts and desires to him. It just made you want him more.

Ron pulls you down and you kiss tenderly and passionately as you drive him crazy with your pussy wrapped around his penis and tightening your grip as you continue to glide up and down his shaft. He throws you over on your back and takes control now. You melt in his arms and let him have his way with you. Your legs are wrapped around his thighs and your arms grasp his neck tightly. He holds your head over the side of the bed and you are once again the submissive to your new lover's whims.

"Fuck me, baby, fuck me good. Yeah, just like that. I like it hard and fast. Take me, take me now".

He thrusts his penis into you over and over again gaining momentum as you float together on a cloud of euphoria. You become one in unison moving effortlessly together genitals lunging and gripping each other for dear life. His stamina drives you wild and you want to enjoy this ride forever. Your clitoris is engorged, your lips enveloping his cock like a soft glove, your tunnel of love carressing each stroke of his manhood. Your mouth is wide open gasping for air and praising his lovemaking skills. On and on he continues, taking you to unimaginable heights of ectasy. You scream out with your first orgasm and flood his cock with more juices. He doesn't stop and you ride his thrusts to another powerful orgasm. You whimper that he is the best...the best you've ever had. He asks if you want him to come now.

"Yes, please...inside of me. I want you to come deep inside of me".

His long, slow strokes have you gasping and holding him tight. He tells you that you are now his slut and you will do anything he wants.

"Yes, I'll do anything...anything you want".

He pulls out his cock to the tip and teases your clitoris with it. You jump and melt into your 3rd and strongest orgasm of the evening. He plunges back in and yells out as his cream spurts and anoints the nether regions of your soft,welcoming pussy.

"Anything"?

"Yes. Anything" you whisper.

"I want you to come by next Friday during your lunch hour wearing your tightest jeans, high heels, a tight top showing your cleavage, and your reddest lipstick. You will drop off your suitcase for staying later that night, drop to your knees in front of me on the couch and give me the greatest blowjob I've ever had and not say a word while you are here".

Shivering with excitement and exhaustion, you can only say: "Anything".

The End.

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