What is it that turns an ordinary housewife into a slut? I am a 41 year old mother of three and have been happily married for 20 years. I have a good and varied sex life at home and we have continued to expand our sexual horizons throughout our married life. I met my husband when I was just 18 and he was 29, so I was pretty inexperienced. However, my husband has, with my full compliance, introduced me to many things and I now enjoy oral, anal, mild spanking, vibrators, flashing and even sex in public places. However, my sexual urges have increased with the years and this originally led me to masturbating during the day whilst fantasising about all sorts of things, including lesbian sex, multiple partners and even gang-bangs.
I try to keep myself fit and I think I have succeeded reasonably well. Part of my efforts include a lot of cycling and recently I took myself off in the afternoon for a couple of hours before the kids got home from school. I was about 8 miles from home on a very quite country lane when I got a puncture. Not being a very practical person, I had no means of repairing it and even if I had, I have never repaired one before, so I doubt that I would have been able to. I knew it was too late for me to walk home, but in the distance I could see a van parked in a field gateway, so I pushed my bike towards it.
On getting there, I could see no one about, so I called out hoping someone would hear me. After a few seconds a man emerged from a small spinney and asked me what was wrong. I explained my predicament and he had a quick look at the tyre and said that he didn't have any way of fixing it there, but he could take it to a nearby town and get it fixed. With that he called out a name and another guy appeared. It transpired that a group of them were fishing nearby, having taken a day of work. As they had all come in a van, they suggested that the two of them take my bike and that I remained with the others whilst they got it fixed. I could see no reason to doubt them and they helped me over the gate and took me to the place where they were fishing. The other three were much younger than the two who had come to my aid, probably in their late teens. The two older men explained the situation and told the boys to look after me until they got back and with that they returned to their van and drove off.
The lads were very polite and offered me a coffee or a beer. As it was very hot I chose a cold beer and they fetched one for me and sat down and chatted as I drank it, rather too quickly. This was partly because I was hot and thirsty and partly because I was a bit flustered by the close proximity of the young lads, all of whom were stripped to the waist and with nice muscular physiques. They told me that they were builders having a day off and that they worked for the older guys, the brothers who owned the business.
As I finished my beer, they quickly opened another one for me, which foolishly, I drank equally as quickly again. Two of them jumped up to fetch some more beer and as they walked away I heard one of them say, "She's a real milf".
This was an expression I had never heard before and I was a bit embarrassed, as I assumed it was a derogative remark, probably some reference to the speed at which I had drunk the beer. When they returned and offered me another beer, I declined and told them I had heard what they had called me. They all laughed and the one who had said it blushed visibly. They asked me if I knew what it meant and I said no, but maybe they thought I was some kind of drunk!. This made them laugh even more and the more "jack-the-lad" of the three said "No! It means Mother I'd like to fuck".
Now it was my turn to blush and I made to get up from the fallen tree trunk on which I was sitting, but stumbled, realising immediately that the two quick beers had gone straight to my head. One of them helped me to my feet and went to pick up my bag, which I had knocked over. In doing so, my camera fell out and one of the others picked it up. They began to tease me, asking if I wanted to take some pictures of some young hunks posing. I laughed and to hide my embarrassment, I took the camera and began to take some pictures while they goofed about, striking various muscleman poses.
After a couple of minutes, one of the said he would take some and the other two posed with me, planting kisses on my cheeks from either side. Then they said it was my turn and started to take photos of me. Then one of them said "Give us a little flash" and I found myself opening my top a little to expose my bra. They said I could do better than that and by now I was caught up in their enthusiasm and opened my top right up and pushed up my bra for them to see my breasts.