Garden Encounter

He was 69, age is no issue for me. He was up from London to talk about future photoshoots. We were flirting all night during a spontaneous party, and stayed behind after everyone went in to chat in garden. I ended up on his lap, and after a snog he asked if he could perhaps just SEE my breasts. My dress was a little black number with the zip down the front. He helped himself without waiting for an answer, which was very cheeky. I just let him. He set my breasts free, then gently grabbed them both, leant forwards and sucked both my nipples for about 20 mins. I felt him going hard under me, and so I worked my hand inside his trousers.

He slipped my panties to one side and managed to get 2-3 fingers inside me. I pumped him as best I could, but was distracted by my husband shouting for us - our guests started to leave and were asking for me. After ten minutes we came back in, I told him what we had done, clutched his hard cock rather too tightly and begged him to let me seduce him fully the following night. I was soaking. We messaged him as he left by taxi and asked him back over for a quiet supper the next evening.

He arrived on time, and was greeted by me wearing the see-through halter- neck top in my pictures here, but with a cardigan on. Below I had put on a short, slightly split skirt, black hold-ups but no pants. I kept flashing my husband everything all night, I’d shaved completely. He had an idea what was coming. He got up and left us around 11pm, but not before I had decided to show off my new elbow length black lace gloves, and sneakily unbuttoned my cardigan just enough for both of them to catch a few glimpses of my swaying breasts as I poured more and more drinks…