I'm a thirty-eight year old blonde haired, brown eyed, married mother of two, five-seven, with a 36D-24-38 figure. My husband and I have had an open marriage for several years which we both
take advantage of whenever the opportunity comes along.
I work for an insurance company as a broker/agent and part of my job is to do inspections of homes or businesses we insure. This part of the job can be incredibly interesting, it also provides time away from the office.
One of my clients owns a rather large farm, including cattle, horses, and every type of equipment that's needed to operate his family business. He was a third generation farmer, but his aw shucks, country boy attitude and demeanor hid the fact that he was a well educated, shrewd business man with a masters degree in business management and agriculture from Clemson.
Justin was thirty-six, married, with three children, his wife was a high-school teacher. She was also the girls softball coach. Kim had long black hair, soft brown eyes and a fantastic figure.
Justin was tall, tan, and lean, with wavy black hair, blue eyes, they were just a beautiful couple.
They had attended school with me, though a few years younger, we'd known each other since we were young. The cute shy skinny guy from school had grown up to be a dashing, handsome man, he had also become an incurable flirt.
My husband had become acquainted with Justin and Kim, we saw them at a local sports bar on occasion and they had invited us to come out for the afternoon to go horseback riding. Kim was very interested in my husbands job, always asking him what it was like to be a Policeman, but his only answer was it's ninety percent boring with ten percent excitement. Telling her she could do a ride-a-long for a shift and see for herself.
Justin was constantly picking on her about being sweet on my husband, laughing at her when she blushed. He always had a smile on his face, laughing, and joking like he didn't have a care in the world. When my husband finally admitted his fear of horses, Justin shook his head telling him we're all afraid of something, but we were welcome anytime.
It wasn't long before Justin came into my office to go over his insurance coverage with me,, telling me about some new equipment, out buildings, and an addition to his house, along with an in ground swimming pool, saying he probably needed to update his policies.
He was wearing blue jeans, boots, and a nice polo shirt that showed off his leaan muscular physique quite nicely, his wavy hair was messed up from the wind, he was looking very good.
He complimented me several times as we talked, on my hair, dress, even my shoes.
