This is a story about a woman who thinks her life, and sex life is slipping away. Unaware that she is in the prime of both, she reaches out to what she perceives as the only options available to her. To make this point clear, I tell you that women in their late 30's and 40's are at their most sexy and sexually appealing. This is a story about a woman who discovers pain heightens her experiences, and she likes it.
A Milf at the Country Club
Part Thirteen.
She prepares, and get prepared for night with husband
Within an hour, there was a ring from the doorbell, and Kimberly figured it was one of the two visitors she was told about. She walked naked to the door, steeled herself and pulled the door open. It was an overnight deliveryman standing in front of her, and she didn't know what to do. Was this a test, was this an embarrassing nightmare, what the hell should she do?
Delivery man: "I have a delivery for Mr. Raymond, can you sign for it?"
Kimberly: "Certainly I can, let me take it and then I'll sign for it."
Delivery man: "Your one of Mr. Raymond's Girls, I can surely see why he chose you ma'am."
Kimberly: "Well, Thank you for the compliment young man."
She closed the door with her heart in her throat. She just answered the door totally nude to a stranger, and carried on a conversation with him, even thanking him for complimenting on her nude body. How did this man know Mr. Raymond? Why was he not surprised to find me at the door nude? What have I gotten myself into here? Just as she finished asking herself these questions, the doorbell rang again. She figured, What the hell, and just opened the door as before, and it was Mrs. Powell standing there with a roller bag.
Kimberly: "Good morning Mrs. Powell, may I help you with your bag?"
Mrs. Powell: "That would be wonderful honey."
She walked in leaving her bag on the porch, waiting to see if Kimberly would step outside and retrieve it, which she did without hesitation. Kimberly was thinking that since the delivery man, and due to this morning's instructions, she had better not do anything other than what Mr. Raymond wanted, and he wanted her naked at home.
Mrs. Powell: "Congratulations my dear, I saw how you handled yourself with our delivery man."
Kimberly: "You were out there when he came to the door?"
Mrs. Powell: "But of course I was dear, Mr. Raymond wanted me to see how you handled yourself, and you did wonderfully. You certainly are learning quickly, and there is much more for you to learn today and tonight."
She wasted no time opening the box that was delivered, and pulled out seven pieces of material, all in primary colors. When she unfolded them, Kimberly saw they were just bolts of sheer mesh cloth, and she folded it in half and out it around Kimberly's neck. Then she fitted it around her breasts like a halter top and brought it down to her waist where it had hidden hooks front and back. It fitted like a sheer halter dress, and looked beautiful just standing there, but it would open below the naval when she walked. Kimberly looked in the hallway mirror at herself and chuckled at her promiscuity of it all. But if Mr. Raymond wanted naked, then she would be naked any time he wanted her that way.
Mrs. Powell: "They look great on you dear, and I'll take the white mesh one for at the club tonight."