This is the second continuing story of a classy, rather shy housewife who was so turned on by a young male stripper at her friend's bachelorette party, that she put some cash and a note with her cell number in his G-string. To her shock, he called and they met up for a hot sex session. It was her first and only affair outside her husband. Please read the erotic story of that meeting. With her libido energized, Beth needs more loving. Enjoy her journey.
Beth
I can't get that sex with Eric out of my mind. A thrill shoots in my stomach every time I remember his primal, young energy and the explosive orgasm that shook my world.
My husband returned from his business trip, and we made love. It was pleasant as it always has been, but I missed the raunchy lust that consumed me with Eric. That hurricane of fucking kept preying on my mind. I needed more of it. My husband is in town which would make a meeting with Eric risky. I can't stand it. I have to call him.
"Hi Eric, this is Beth. How are you?"
"I'm good. How are you?"
His voice is so amazing. "To be honest, I would feel a lot better if we could get together. Are you available?"
"Of course. I really enjoyed our meeting. When were you thinking?"
"Is tomorrow okay with you?"
"Sure. Love to."
"Unfortunately, my husband is in town. Do you have a place we can meet?"
"I have a practice with my rugby team that finishes around noon. Why don't you come down and watch the practice. Then we can go back to my dorm room? My roommate is visiting his folks out of town so we have privacy. How's that?"
My mind is racing. A dorm room? I'll be an older woman with a younger guy standing out like a sore thumb. But I could be an older sister or relation visiting. Nobody will notice. Hell, why not? "That sounds good. Text me how to get to the practice field and when and I'll be there. Bye."
"By the way, Beth, I know you like to keep your pubes for your husband, but could you shave your pussy lips down under? I like to do oral and that makes it better. Unless you'd rather not."
"No, no, that would be great. Of course, I will, yes." The line goes dead. My god, my heart is racing. I'm going to be with him again. I can picture his ripped body in my mind. Sweet Mary, he's going to go down on me. I've never done that. My pussy is so hungry. YES! Off to my bedroom and my trusty vibrator. I need an orgasm.
Next day
Here I am sitting in the stands watching the rugby team practice. They are a great group of attractive athletes. I loved it when Eric waved up at me. There is a half dozen young girls in the stands watching what are likely their boyfriends. I'm feeling out of place, being a good deal older.
My husband is golfing and that is perfect. I'm dressed casually with jeans and a light, short-sleeved, yellow sweater with a push-up bra underneath. My breasts are good for a person my age, but I like to make them lifted and perky for Eric. These jeans are not very attractive. I'll go out this week and buy new ones that show off my bum a lot better. I'm feeling so sexy nowadays and I want to look good.
It was so weird shaving the pubic hair from my crotch. I even did up around my anus. If my husband notices, I have an excuse ready for why I did it. Of course, it was for the cunnilingus that Eric wants. I've been getting horny panic attacks dreaming about him licking me down there since our phone call.
Watching Eric playing with the other fit, young men is so erotic. Knowing I will be with him soon heightens my senses. Even my hands on my thighs feel so sensitive. My pussy is buzzing which is so distracting. My god, I'm in bloody heat like an animal. Wow, there is Eric tackling that big guy. He's so strong. I get a shiver thinking of him mounting me with his perfect, masculine body.
The coach is gathering the players and the practice is over. The girls around me in the stands are going down to meet their guys at the path to the gym and locker room. Here he comes with a big smile on his handsome face looking so delicious in his shorts and team jersey. His legs are so strong. A shot of adrenaline hit me when I look at his big package. Jesus, Beth, get a grip.