Paige Finally Did It

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Let me start of by saying that do I love my husband, but we’ve been married for eleven years. He’s the only man that I’d ever slept with. Over the past few years our sex had become infrequent, unsatisfying and boring. My husband, Dillian seemed to care more about mowing the lawn than he does about my sexual needs. I tried to spice things up for him. I brought home sexy lingerie and suggested that we watch an adult movie, but while my sex drive had gotten stronger, he had completely lost his, or at least his desire for me. I have gained a few pounds since we first met and my breasts aren’t quite as perky as they used to be, but even now I’m five foot five and only one hundred and thirty six pounds. I take good care of myself, walking two miles three evenings a week and make a point to try and look good for Dillian. I still look good enough that guys flirt with me at the mall and the supermarket. I’ve actually had a few serious offers to fool around with co-workers. But I’ve seen office affairs almost always result in disaster. I admit that I’ve thought about fooling around with someone I work with, but I know that it is a really bad idea. I started looking online for ideas to spice things up in the bedroom. Dillian is very uncomfortable talking about sex and when I bring the subject up, not only is he uncomfortable but he takes my suggestions as criticism and gets his feelings hurt. In the process of learning about sexuality on the internet, I discovered some erotic story websites. The stories excited me so much I would have to stop and masturbate. The more I read, the more I learned and the more I realized my sexual relationship with Dillian was lacking and the more I wanted to experience the type of passion that I felt when Dillian and I played around or had sex when we first met. Back then, Dillian pursued me aggressively and my attraction to him was very equally strong. I remember that when we would make out in his car that by the time his hands made their way down inside my panties that they would be literally soaked and the smell of my female secretions would fill the car. Our computer is in the den so I usually get online late at night while Dillian is watching bahis siteleri extreme donkey basketball or some other such bullshit on ESPN. Dillian rarely uses the computer or asks what I do online. He has no clue that I’m sitting in there wearing a teddy and no panties and that my left hand spends much of the time between my legs while I click and scroll through the graphic stories. I’d run across an advertisement on an adult sites for adult personal ad services. I’d actually followed those links a few times and looked at profiles. I’d begun to think more and more about finding someone on the internet and to have a discreet anonymous affair with. I’d also gone into some chat rooms but found them to be full of pranksters, weirdoes and kids and it turned out to be a waste of time. I’d corresponded with one man I met in a chat room for several weeks but it became apparent that he wasn’t serious about actually meeting and was more interested in knowing what I was wearing or wanting me to talk dirty to him while he jacked off. Besides he lived too far away to make an actual meeting a real possibility. One night when Dillian was out with a friend at a baseball game, I decided to go to one of those adult personal ad sites and really check it out thoroughly. I didn’t want to place my own ad, but to look at ads of other people who were close by. Several things were holding me back from actually contacting anyone through an ad. The main thing was my concern for my safety. To be honest the danger of it all was a little thrilling but I realized that I needed to be smart and not put myself into any truly dangerous situation. I happened to come upon some ads that were placed by couples who were looking for a woman to join them for a threesome. I had read several stories about threesomes and bi female encounters and the thought of it was very exciting. But more than that, I liked the idea of meeting a couple instead of a single male. I thought that would be a safer situation for me. The understanding with meeting a couple like this is that it’s strictly a sexual encounter with no further expectations of any kind of emotional relationship. I signed up for a basic membership so canlı bahis siteleri that I could correspond with members on the website. It cost less than a trip my hair stylist. I read the ads and sent a message to about a half dozen prospects. I liked the fact that the site had photo ads. The next morning I got up and checked my e-mail before leaving for work and I already had two interesting replies. One interesting couple lived about twenty five miles from me and after a few email exchanges I was comfortable enough to give my cell number to the female of the pair, Sandy. By the end of the week we’d spoken on the phone and agreed to meet at an Applebee’s restaurant that was halfway between us on Saturday afternoon. Sandy and her husband had some limited experience with this lifestyle and they were very patient and understanding with me. Sandy assured me that our meeting was going to be for lunch only and maybe a couple of cocktails. If all of us felt that the chemistry was right we would go get a room at a nearby motel. Otherwise we would shake hands and part with no hard feelings. Friday night I was so excited I could hardly sleep. I was very aroused and I really wanted to play with myself, but I’d decided to wait and let the sexual tension build for what would hopefully be a memorable and explosive encounter the next day. I told Dillian that I was going shopping and to get my nails done. He didn’t seem to care and was planning to play golf with his brother anyway. I’d exchanged pictures with Sandy and her husband Austin and we agreed to meet at noon. When I pulled into the parking lot, I saw their dark green Suburban that Sandy had described. My knees got weak and my heart started to beat and my palms were sweaty. I had a lump in my throat and I considered chickening out. I sat in my car for a couple of minutes and thought about what I was doing. I admit I felt a little guilty but the devil sitting on my left shoulder was the one calling the shots now. I quickly glanced at myself in the rearview mirror and then walked into the restaurant. I recognized Sandy and Austin sitting in the bar at one of those high round tables. They looked just like their pictures. canlı bahis Normal people. Austin stood and as I stuck out my hand to shake his, he leaned forward and gave me a hug. I can hardly remember what we talked about that afternoon. I remember being nervous and I remember that I drank three margaritas. As I write this story, it’s been over a month since this experience. Some of what happened is a blur, but I can remember what happened in the motel room like it was a porno movie playing in slow motion. Sandy was very open and not at all shy. At some point before we were finished eating, she just blurted out, “Paige you know we both really want you.” I remember blushing and pausing, smiling and saying, “OK.” I followed them to the motel parking lot in my car. Austin motioned me to come over to the Suburban and told me, “Wait inside with Sandy while I go in and get us a room.” As I sat on the bench seat next to Sandy she touched my cheek with her hand and turned my head so that we were face to face and just a couple of inches apart. She opened her lips slightly and kissed me softly while penetrating my mouth with her tongue. It was the first time that I had kissed another woman. We continued to kiss, not noticing Austin’s return until the door of the truck opened.Austin said, “I see that you two are hitting it off already,” and everyone giggled. Austin got a room with a king sized bed which turned out to be a good thing with three people in it. What followed was the most intense two hours of love making that I’ve ever experienced. I can remember kicking off my sandals and then seconds later I felt my top being pulled up over my head and since I wasn’t wearing a bra my breasts were fully exposed. Even though I knew it was coming I was still shocked when Sandy leaned over to unbutton and unzip my jeans. With her help my jeans slipped past my hips, down to my thighs and fell in a heap around my ankles. As I stepped out of them, Sandy slipped her thumbs under the waistband of my tiny lace panties and gently started to slip then off. As she pulled them down my legs she slowly went to her knees. As I stepped out of my panties she raised them to her nose and inhaled my female aroma. I remember peaking looks at Austin and even though I was being slowly stripped in front of him, he never looked away from my face. Sandy cupped my left breast with her right hand and then turned with her back to me.

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