I would have thought a Navy fighter pilot would go for the cheerleader type...blonde, big tits, not too tall, maybe 5'5", intelligence not required. When the divorced wife of a Navy pilot and her 10 yr old daughter moved in next door I was pleasantly surprised to see something completely different...probably 35 yrs old she was about 5'7", dark red, almost auburn hair & green eyes, and big tits. She did meet that requirement. She had a body that reflected her age, motherhood and very good genes. Oh and intelligent...so much for the stereotype. When they coined the phrase MILF they were talking about Andi.
Andrea & Caroline were good neighbors, often at our house for BBQ or to borrow a cup of sugar. It would be about 6 months before Andi asked to borrow my wife.
Bonnie & I have been married a long time...29 years to be exact. We're pretty average by most accounts. Bonnie is 5'4" with dark blonde hair going gray & blue eyes. Never skinny, she's in better shape now than ever before. I'm George, 5'11 & just under 200 lbs, hair that started turning gray about the time our kids started to drive. Our sex life has ranged from 'oh yea' good to 'when was the last time?' but we're both comfortable with it. We do what we can to keep it lively. We enjoy watching adult movies and have incorporated several ideas from them for our own pleasure. Bonnie loves her toys...big, small, battery powered or not, almost any shape, alone or with me, she loves her toys. She also likes to torment me with phone sex, especially when she knows I can't react to anything she's suggesting. Recently we discovered anal sex. I should say re-discovered. We'd tried it when we were 1st married but our inexperience was its demise. Now we have a much better understanding of our bodies & what we like and we found that Bonnie really likes anal sex. I might even say she loves anal sex.
We have both fantasized about bringing another woman to our bed. What she'd look like, her personality & tendencies...my wife is rather submissive ( except as noted below ); what they'd do to each other & my involvement... the only common feature we agreed on was big tits. Bonnie really wanted to fuck another woman with a strap-on. We talked about it, especially when the movie de jour involved 2 or 3 women or 2 women & a man. I'm sure Bonnie thought about it in a quiet moment, I know I did. We'd even wondered aloud how we'd go about finding the right woman. But it was just a fantasy, something we talked about as foreplay and during sex.
Then Andi moved in next door.
I think Bonnie & I both had the same thoughts about her; after being married this long you can pretty much finish each other's sentences. But neither of us spoke of it...I think because if we did then we'd be forced to either put up or shut up about our fantasy. I know almost from day 1 I wondered what she looked like naked, what she'd look like between my wife's legs or bent over our bed.
Bonnie & Andi became quite good friends even with almost 20 years difference in age. They'd have a glass of wine on our screened porch in that rare moment when no one demanded their time or lunch when they could. Often it was just chatting for an hour in the front yard. Then about 6 months after they'd moved in Andi came over one Saturday morning to ask my wife if she'd help her pick out something to wear that night....she was going on her 1st date since the divorce with a guy she'd been introduced to at a party the previous weekend. They agreed to get together at Andi's at 2p and, almost as an afterthought, my wife suggested I join them to provide the male perspective. After she left my wife made me promise I'd behave myself, that this was important to Andi and my continuing to suggest she wear something slutty wouldn't work this time.
That's one of the unique things about our marriage. Bonnie is not a real girlie girl, not high maintenance by any means. She dresses very nicely, a little too conservative, never wears make up or very little and won't wear high heels...even just in the bedroom for me. I on the other hand love women in high heels. Not slutty ones, not stripper shoes but classic high heels. I love women in lingerie, especially stockings with high heels. I like women dressed in 'sexy conservative', that's to say a rather conservative or 'normal' outfit that has that sexy aspect to it....the blouse is a little too sheer...the sweater a little too tight...the neckline a little too low or too loose...an extra button undone; something that gives your imagination a reason to go there. It's never been an issue in our marriage & tonight I needed to make sure my suggestions were constructive and socially acceptable.
At 2p sharp Andi greeted us, inviting us into her living room as she explained that Caroline was at her grandparent's house for the night. She offered drinks, the girls settling on Pinot Gregio, a beer for me. The weather was unseasonably warm for mid May in Annapolis, 86' this afternoon, the weather guessers saying 58' for the low.
"So where is he taking you tonight?", my wife asked Andi.
"He mentioned drinks at Pusser's, then dinner at O'Leary's in Eastport", replied Andi. "He's picking me up at 7."
"So we need to make sure you have a sweater or jacket since it's going to get chilly later on...and we don't want to give him the 'need to keep you warm' excuse!" my wife said with a laugh.
"No we don't need to give him any ideas!" agreed Andi, laughing. "I mean, it's been a long time since I've gotten laid but he'd have to really wow! me to get me in bed on the 1st date. He seems like a nice enough guy, but you just don't know. I thought my ex was a great guy when I 1st met him. In fact I thought he was a great guy until I caught him in bed with my girlfriend."
"So we need something that will send the right message, something that says I'm my own woman now & I'll let you know when I want to take it further", my wife suggested.
"Something that shows I'm a woman but not necessarily available, at least not tonight", Andi concluded. "So what do I wear that says that?"
"Do you want to wear a dress or pants, or shorts?" Bonnie inquired.
"I like dresses, they've always made me feel more feminine" Andi answered.
"Then why don't you show us the ones you're considering & we'll start there" Bonnie said.
With that Andi went to her bedroom to get her first choices. Returning she had about 6 dresses on hangers. She hung them on a hook on the door, except for the last one which she walked the few steps towards us with. Holding it up in front of her by the hanger she asked, "What do you think of this?"
It was a yellow print sundress with spaghetti straps & fell to just above her knees. "I don't think so" responded Bonnie. "I like the dress, it would look great on you, but not for the 1st date. I think you need something that lets you wear a nice bra under it...not for him mind you! But I think 'the girls' need more support that this would allow", explained Bonnie.
"You're right, I see your point", replied Andi. "My boobs sometimes have a mind of their own & tonight's not the night to let them set the tone."
I sat there amazed. I had no idea my wife & Andi had talked about their bodies in such detail. Bonnie never mentioned this part of their conversations. And I was surprised that Andi's obvious endowment became the focal point so soon. Oh & I wonder how big they really are? D's?
