Chapter 1

She doesn't know when or why she actually made up her mind to have an affair. She still loved her husband, but lately she was feeling restless. She no longer saw herself as a woman. She was everything a good wife and mother should be, but not a woman. The idea came gradually. In retrospect it must have started when one of her schoolmates admitted to having a crush on her and still fantasized about having her. She realized that maybe she was still sexy especially now that she made up her mind to reinvent her image.

It soon became a dream where she would imagine men desiring her, pleasuring her, driving her mad with desire. She would wake up in the morning feeling a dull ache between her legs and slight moisture. She would get up and go take a shower. Alone in a shower she would allow the fantasy to wash over her senses. She would switch to a hand shower and turn the stream to a hard massage and direct it on to her aching spot. The strong pressure would provide a constant and relentless stimulation which she imagined was a man's thumb rubbing the throbbing nob that was her clit. The thumb was never soft, but hard and callused. It would be rough on the smoothness of her clit. At times she almost could feel it. It was as if a sand paper would rub her. It hurt and pleasured at the same time. She would hold the shower in place hating when the water pressure or temperature changed, which it always did, just as she was about to cumcome and she would have to adjust it and start all over again. But when she came, the orgasm was blinding. Sometimes, her legs would turn to jelly from satisfaction and she would have to lean against the wall for a few minutes until she could find her balance again. Even then she would still feel her body trembling from aftershocks.

While on vacation, alone again since her husband did not like to travel, she would spend the days day times wandering and gawking at the sights, but at night she would feel lonely. Her girlfriend suggested that she check out this site for women looking to have an affair. There was no harm in just looking, was there? After all she would never meet these men. She will just see if anyone would even be interested in her. She was no longer in her 20's. Hell, it has been decades since she last saw aher 20's birthday. Bravely she set out to create an andaccount. Since she did not take it seriously, her profile reflected her disdain for men who were only interesting in sticking their cock into any willing vessel. To her utter amazement at least 20 men responded. Some she vetted outright, those who were looking for cybersex. She never understood the attraction of that. It was still the same as masturbating. She need contact of another skin, she already knew how her own felt. Some she corresponded with. They were promising, intelligent, funny, and thought she was sexy. Her, sexy, now that was new! When she was at her prime no one ever considered her sexy. Smart, but never sexy. When she was younger one of the boys would point out the ideal woman would be a woman with her brains and her best friend's body. Somehow that stuck with her and that is how she thought of herself. Now, whoever thought that a woman in her 40's would be thought of sexy and hot by guys in their 30's?

After she got back home, she got the courage to meet some of these men. The 30 year-olds proved rather disappointing. They seemed to cum within minutes while boasting they can make her orgasm several times before they found their own release. From that point on she resolved to only deal with mature men Young penis was fun, but it was all over way too quickly. She preferred it to last. Few men got cold feet even before they met, talking about changing times.

Then she met them. His profile picture was hot. He was, as she began to call him later, Sex on Legs, tall, blond and handsome. His writing was both intelligent and arousing. The second had a smile and lips that made her melt at the thought of feeling them in place where she fantasized hard thumb would be. Then she got pictures of their cocks. Oh my, her mouth watered just at the sight of them. Sex on Legs had a long cock with balls that looked like two ripe peaches. She longed to taste and squeeze them just to see if they would swell up. The Hot Lips had a big, thick cock. She could almost feel it filling her pussy. She wondered if it would even fit, if her pussy would stretch that wide. Best of all both wanted her, desired her, they couldn't wait to be with her as a woman, and they thought she was smart, sexy and funny. Sex on Legs was going away and begged her to give him a chance, even if she found someone else in the meantime. What a turn on. She had to meet them.

She met Sex on Legs at a parking lot of a mall. He wanted to take her out to lunch to see if they clicked. To her lunch was a waste of time. She was looking for an affair not a lunch buddy and there was only one way to know if you click, and that was during hot and sweaty sex.