As I entered her spacious bedroom, I noticed I wasn't the first to arrive. There, buried between her thighs, was a the bald head of a man ravishing her sex.
"Hi sweetie," Lauren said to me as I climbed onto her large bed. "there's lube on the night stand if you want me to pleasure you a little."
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It was a week ago when I received the email from Lauren. The subject line read, "National Nude Day Mutual Masturbation Party." Intriguing, I thought. Lauren was always one to come up with novel ideas and this one sounded exciting. The email went on, "I would like to invite you along with a few of my other gentleman friends for an afternoon of naked fun, food and drink. No intercourse. Just our usual naked fun but as a group."
Lauren is an overweight woman with large breasts in her early fifties with an affinity for older men. I am a sixty-one year man, average build, average endowment, and in a sexless marriage. When I first met Lauren, I was immediately taken by her bubbly personality. We were at a party in the home of one of my neighbors, a retired gentleman in his late sixties, slim and grey haired.
Lauren had a knack for reading people and the situation. She obviously knew my situation, probably because there appeared to be little intimacy between my wife and I. When she cornered me alone in the kitchen, she politely asked if I had my phone on me. I did and took it out of my pocket. Gesturing for me to give it to her, she took it and began thumbing a message. As she handed my phone back she quietly said, "I just sent a quick text from your phone to me. Tomorrow, I will send you one. I hope you will like it."
The next morning I saw that I had a text message that read, "Hi. This is Lauren from the party yesterday. Looks like you can use a little TLC. I would love it if you can come over to my place sometime for an hour or two sometime. Don't get too excited. There will be no fucking. Just sweet touching, kissing and mutual masturbation. Let me know when it's a good time for you."
I was at a point where any intimacy was going to help salvage my depressing life. I checked my schedule and figured I could escape for a couple of hours on Thursday afternoon. I texted back, "How about Thursday afternoon? Two o'clock?" Within a minute Lauren texted back "Yea, sounds good" and her address.
That Thursday afternoon as I pulled up to the curb in front of Lauren's house, I was already slightly aroused and nervous. I had been married over thirty years to my lovely wife. We had great sex at first but as time went on the wild romps gave way to perfunctory screwing and finally, in the last few years, absolutely no desire on her part. I never considered cheating, having an affair, but I was depressed that that part of my life was empty and void.
Lauren greeted me at her door with a smile and a hug. She invited me in asked if I would like something to drink. At that time in the afternoon, I simply replied that water would be fine. As I sat down on her living room sofa, she gently took my hand, looked in eye and started to explain.
"I guess you don't have any idea what's going on here," she said. I shook my head no. "I don't really want a relationship," she went on, "But I also need some intimacy in my life. Maybe we can help each other."
Lauren leaned over and gave me a soft kiss on the lips. It was all over for me. A feeling rushed through my body I had not felt for a long time. Without another word, Lauren took me by the hand and led me to her bedroom. There we embraced for a few long, sweet, not passionate, kisses. She began to unbutton my shirt, then pulled off her top and took off her bra. Her large D cup breasts sagged slightly and her nipples were already erect.
A took off my pants, then my boxers. We were both completely naked as we climbed into her bed. Slowly I came to a full erection as I caressed her breasts. Lauren directed my head to her nipple. She moaned softly as my tongue slid over her nipples. One, then the other, as I took as much of her breasts in mouth that I could handle.
Lauren had been gently massaging my balls then lightly stroking my erect cock a I slid a finger into her wet sex. She gasped slightly as I explored inside her, rubbing her sensitive g-spot until her hips bucked, she let out a moan, her body quivering as her pussy clenched my fingers and drowned them with her hot cum.
I pulled my fingers out to my mouth to taste her sweet nectar. It was wonderful. Dare I go down and lick her juices up? I didn't want to push it on our first encounter. She smiled and whispered, "Heavenly, that was heavenly."
Lauren slid a couple of fingers in her own sex to retrieve her natural lubrication as she then began to earnestly stroke my now throbbing cock. She mixed in a little spit to keep her hand gliding smoothly up and down my shaft. This was so much more intense than when I masturbated at home. I could feel my orgasm welling up in my balls, then shooting through me and finally erupting in several streams.
With the tension released, Lauren and I lay there gently touching each other as we engaged in light conversation. It wasn't long before she got up, brought me a warm wash cloth. We both cleaned up and got dressed. That Thursday afternoon was one of the best I had in a very long time.
These casual get togethers began making a real difference in my life. Eventually Lauren felt safe to allow me to go down on her. The sweet taste of her pussy delighted me to no end. With my new found intimacy my attitude made a complete turnaround, it was even noticed at home with my wife. She looked at me knowingly that something had changed and intuitively she knew there was nothing to fear, our relationship and marriage was going to stay intact.
One morning as I was slowly waking with my morning wood, Karen, my wife brought me a glass of water and after I had a few sips to wet my throat, she gently had me lie back down. Then she surprised the hell out of me. She took my softening cock in her hand, lowered her head and wrapped her lips around it. I was shocked as her tongue licked the now hardening shaft. More to my amazement, Karen went down and took one testicle into her mouth, massaging it with her tongue. Then the other, all the while stroking me. As she returned her mouth to my swollen member, bobbing about half way down, I lost all control.
As I was about to explode I tried to pull out of her mouth but she sucked even harder. I let out a load moan as the first stream hit her throat. She pulled away as more cum hit her face; she closed her eyes as the final stream dripped down the shaft of my cock onto her hand.
"I know about Lauren," Karen stated simply, without emotion, anger or sadness. "It's alright. Actually I am glad. She has woken a desire in me to get our relationship back to being intimate again."
"How did you find out?" I queried.
"Besides the change in your attitude?" she stated rhetorically. "It seems like you are not the only one. Several of the women at the pool were remarking about their dismal sex lives and how their husbands seemed so happy and content."
"Stella, one of the women, said, without rancor that her husband was seeing this woman named Lauren. She was pleased that he was because it saved her marriage. She went on to say that there were other men intimate with Lauren but it never involved intercourse or even blow jobs," Karen continued.
"So, we decided to find out who the other men were. We took turns secretly watching Lauren's house to see who stopped by. Your afternoons with the boys were not with the boys Dan," Karen stated as a matter of fact.
"And you are not mad? Or disappointed in me?" I asked.
"No sweetie, it's fine. I know Lauren will not steal you from me. And the only person I am disappointed with is myself," she lamented. "I want you to keep seeing her. No, I demand you keep seeing her."
