It was casual day at the High School were Jennifer taught and she and a few other teachers decided to wear school uniforms for a twist. Roger noticed his wife wearing the light cotton summer dress the students normally wore as she left for work and thought it was cute, however in the busy morning rush of getting their two kids ready for school, it was soon forgotten. However, throughout the day he thought of his 40 year old wife in the dress and found himself getting slightly aroused. Jennifer was still very fit, her attractive looks that first attracted him 15 years ago were still evident, and she was in good shape for a Mum. Unexpectedly, he called her during the day to see how her day was.
Roger arrived home at the usual time, but noticed the house was unusually quiet. As he walked into the large living area, Jennifer walked out from the bedroom still dressed in the short checked school dress.
"The kids are at your parents house tonight" she smiled passing him a whiskey.
"Just the two of us?" he smiled. As he sat in the large arm chair and switched on the television he asked "How was your day?"
Jennifer walked over to him and sat on his knee. "Strangely, I felt all the male eyes following me around. It was a bit of a turn on actually." Jennifer smiled at her husband. Roger put his glass down "I can understand why they were watching you. That wear that dress well." he replied.
With that Jennifer lowered her head and kissed her husband. As her lips touched his, he gently nibbled on her lower lip. He was surprised to feel her tongue slide into his wet mouth, as she normally only did that in the bedroom before they made love. Her eagerness continued with the kiss becoming more passionate. This encouraged Roger to respond in kind. His large, soft hand (an office worker’s hand) slid up her body to cup her small breast. His thumb and forefinger rolled her nipple until she grew hard to his touch. Roger nibbled his wife’s neck and Jennifer softly groaned.
Roger was again a little surprised by how fast their passion was rising. Jennifer was a good lover, but usually very conventional and confined to the bed. He felt the heat building in his groin. Roger ran his hand down the front of the school dress, over his Jennifer’s stomach, down to her well toned bare thigh. His large fingers slowly strummed her soft skin as he bit her neck. Sitting with her back to her husband, Jennifer slid her small hand down to his crotch and felt his growing hardness. The suprises continued when Jennifer whispered into her husband’s ear "Finger me." Roger realized the dress was the reason for this act. Jennifer and he would pretend they were teens again losing their virginity. They hadn’t met each other until their mid twenties, so tonight they were making up for those lost years.
Roger lifted the checked dress up over his wife’s thighs until he saw the white cotton panties she was wearing. Jennifer leant her head back onto her husband’s shoulder, pushing her pelvis forward. His large hand ran along her thigh, over the warm cotton until he could push an long index finger under the material. He felt the soft golden brown hairs of his wife’s pussy. Sliding his finger under further he traced the soft flesh of her slit with the tip of his finger until he felt her enlarged clitoris. Jennifer moaned "Finger me, please." Roger again traced the groove of her lips down, noticing her sudden wetness. Finally his index finger rested against her opening. Slowly he pushed up into his wife. Jennifer groaned. Working his finger out and in, his thumb circled her swollen clit. Pushing the cotton to the side, Roger’s index finger was soon joined by two other fingers working in and out of the soaking hole surrounded by damp auburn hair.
