This story is about a fantasy I have held deep inside for over a year now. I have played it out many times in my mind, and this is how it would go...
It was a rainy Tuesday night. My husband had long since left for work. I was bored with the thought of being home all alone. I called him and told him that I was thinking of going out for the night. He asked me what my plans were and I smiled as I told him to remember the fantasy I had told him of so many times. There was a brief silence on the line and then he replied, "tell me again." I then told him, "I want to tell you first hand after I have accomplished it." Again a brief pause and, "well be careful not to leave out any details." I told him how much I loved him, that I would be careful and would tell him everything when he came home in the morning, hung up the phone and sighed as I thought of how lucky I was to have such an understanding partner.
I quickly ran and showered, and made my way to the closet to find the perfect outfit for my adventure. Picking out the sexiest thing I could find, something that would need no words, something to say I'm here to be taken. Taken and fucked mercilessly by the two younger men I have felt so many times in my mind as I've fantasized.
My choice was a silk white blouse with a very low neckline, and a short, black skirt that leaves nothing to the imagination. I dressed quickly, omitting the bra and panties. My small but firm tits clearly seen with nipples protruding out against the soft fabric and the cheeks of my shapely ass just hidden underneath the hemline of my skirt. My 5 inch heels making my height of 5'2 look much taller and defined my firm thighs and calves to perfection. I took a quick look in the mirror and smiled as what was reflecting back took on the life of someone 25 instead of the 37 years that was.
I jumped in my car, excitement building between my bare thighs, with the aroma of a woman in heat as I drove towards town and took a turn down the interstate. Picking up my cell phone I made the call. Steve picked up the phone, and I melted just at the sound of his voice on the other end of the line. We had been trying to plan this for so long, and the excitement in my voice as I spoke told him that the night had come.He asked me how I managed to get away and I quickly told him, and that I had all night to play. I told him to look for me in about 15 minutes. You could almost hear him smiling through the phone as I hit the end button.