My name is Maggie Culver, and I have an interesting story to tell. It began a few years ago after my husband David and I were divorced. We live in a small community, a bit upper class but not snobby. We have two boys, Brandon and Andy.
Brandon had gone to college and has since moved away and is quite successful with a marketing firm in Chicago. Andy has just turned eighteen and still lives at home, trying to save enough money by working with a local lawn service to get a nice apartment here in town and begin college.
David was a good husband, a very generous man but just couldn't keep his eyes and hands off of the women at work. But enough of that; let's just say that was one of the reasons for our divorce.
I have a purchasing position at a small business here in town, it pays quite well and I am able to make ends meet and a bit more. According to my friends at work, both male and female, I am an attractive woman for my fifty-one years. I am not a model by any stretch of the imagination. My body has endured the effects of time. I stand five foot four with a few extra pounds here and there but lucky for me, in the right places.
I have bluish eyes and medium-length sandy blond hair and wear glasses, I tried contacts but was unable to get used to them, so glasses have to do. I like to dress professionally for work, which means dresses, sometimes skirts and blouses with stockings and heels. My boss insists on professional-looking employees that in this day and age are rare.
One evening while doing some work at home on my computer I opened an internet browser to check on some current pricing and noticed a list of sites in the history. Some of the sites had interesting names such as "Party Wives" or "Sexy Wives for You".
I could only think that these were sites that David had been looking at since the computer was in what was once our bedroom and Andy has his own PC in his room down the hall.
I clicked on the "Sexy Wives" link and up popped a home page that advertised "Real sexy wives for your pleasure, the internet site where you can post your hot sexy wife".
Wow! I had to see what David had been looking at, so I clicked on the Enter button and it took me to a page that had a number of different categories; Ladies, Men, Couples, Movies, etc. Naturally I clicked on the Men link that took me to a list of entries, and I clicked on the entry named "Bored in Atlanta".
Whoa! It had a number of pictures of a man's penis that had a full erection with a caption underneath asking if any ladies out there would like to suck it. I had to look at another one of these! I clicked on another one entitled "Hard for mature ladies" posted by youngnhung18. It showed a younger mans entire body leaned back with his fingers wrapped around a hard penis that was at least nine or ten inches long and very thick, with a caption "Looking for mature ladies to share this with".
About this time I heard a soft knock on the door, it was Andy.
"Mom, I am going to bed, I will see you in the morning."
Startled, I answered, "Okay hon, sleep tight," while still looking at the huge penis on my computer screen as I spoke.
I was feeling guilty looking at this while my son was sleeping down the hall, but I simply couldn't resist. Well, I have to see what is in the Ladies section while I am here, so I clicked on "home" and clicked on the Ladies section and an entry called "Mrs. Naughty".
This one had a number of pictures of a woman, I am guessing to be in her mid-thirties in various stages of undress wearing stockings, with garters, heels, and a sheer bra and was showing off her large breasts. Now bear in mind that I have yet to see any of these people's faces, so far they have been either blurred out or the photo was cropped in such a way that their heads were cut off.
This one had a number of comments underneath each picture saying things like, "Mrs. Naughty you have me soooo hot", and, "I would love to fill that hot pussy of yours full of cock". Oh I see, I thought to myself, other people can make comments about the pictures that are posted, which to me was an interesting concept.
Feeling flushed from the pictures and comments, I parted my legs just a bit and slid my left hand up along the inside of my thigh and rubbed my moist slit through my pantyhose. Mmmmm, I shouldn't be doing this, I thought to myself, Andy is just down the hall!
I stood up, shut down the computer and went to the bathroom to get ready for bed. I couldn't get the image out of my mind of that young man's erect penis sticking out so hard and long as I unbuttoned my blouse and removed my bra. Not bad for an old lady, I thought as I looked in the mirror at my 36-C breasts with their dark brown nipples beginning to stiffen.
While sliding out of my skirt, pantyhose and panties, I noticed that I needed a shave down there. I don't know why I continued to shave myself completely, I haven't had a man in well over a year. With work and raising Andy there just hasn't been time I guessed.
Oh well, I may as well do it before bed as I probably won't have time in the morning. Turning on the shower, I stepped in and felt the warm water run down my body. Closing my eyes I leaned my head back and once again imagined a nine inch stiff penis as I reached between my legs and caressed the soft folds. Okay Maggie get with it girl, I thought as I began to lather myself up.
Taking the razor and beginning to shave, I began with the top first. Then I lifted a leg, cutting down between the folds before shaving the other side. Lifting the other leg and resting it on the edge of the tub the razor found the remaining stubble and completed its task efficiently.
Laying the razor down I run both my hands over my smoothly shaved skin and found not a hair has been missed. "Soft and smooth as a baby's bottom," I say to myself as I shut down the water and dry myself off.
The next day began as it usually does. Andy and I were up at the same time getting ready for work, ending up in the kitchen having breakfast before leaving.
"Morning Mom," Andy said as he sat down at the table. "Could you pop in a English muffin for me please?"
All of a sudden I notice that he has turned into a handsome young man, getting his good looks from his father. Standing about six foot two with blue eyes and a thin frame that I am sure got a lot of attention from all the girls.
"Sure hon, just butter or would you like jam on them?"
"Just butter is fine, thanks."
Andy ate his muffin and was out of the house in a flash. I on the other hand couldn't seem to get the images of that young man on the Post Your Wives site out of my mind.
Work was hectic and there were tons of meetings so my mind was occupied most of the day with the business at hand, but on the drive home my mind was once again wandering back to the young man on the Post Your Wives site, and I couldn't wait to see if he had put up another post today.
When I got home I noticed a note from Andy saying he would be home late, he was going to his friend's house to go swimming and have dinner with his family. Great, I thought, this will give me some time to look at the site without feeling guilty.
Quickly I slipped out of my work clothes and put on a pair of lightweight pajama bottoms and a close-fitting tank top, and without a bra, I could see that my hard nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric and I could make out the dark areolas. Oh well, nobody is home so this will be just fine, I thought, as I sat down and proceeded to navigate my way to the site.
Once there I began to look through the men's area for any posts by youngnhung18. Bingo, there it was! I clicked on the link and once again to my delight, there were numerous pictures of a young man with his fingers wrapped around his erection, along with a few others of him just standing with his hard penis jutting out like a piece of steel pipe.
I also noticed that in these photos he was completely clean shaven, accentuating his length and girth even more. Strangely there were no comments on his post. Hmmmm, should I make a comment? How do I go about it? After looking around I saw that you have to register with a nickname and supply an email address.
Going to one of the Internets many e mail programs, I set up an e mail address as I didn't want to use my home e mail for privacy purposes. Using the name Hotmommy51, I then went back to the site and registered there with the same nickname. Now I was ready to make a post if I wanted!
Going back to youngnhung's post I made the comment, "Very nice," and posted it. I couldn't believe I was doing this, I told myself. What the hell was I doing, a fifty-one year old professional woman making comments about some stranger on the Internet? But somehow it was exhilarating and what the hell, you only live once. What happens now?
I looked at the post to see if anyone else posted anything, finding nothing I decided to get a bite to eat and check it later. After forty-five minutes or so I went back and checked again and lo and behold youngnhung posted a comment."Thanks Hotmommy51, you have mail".
Oh my goodness, I felt like a high school girl getting a note from a cute boy. I immediately went to my newly opened e mail account and there it was, an e mail from youngnhung18. Nervously I clicked on his e mail and opened it.
"Hi Hotmommy51, I am glad you liked my pictures, maybe we could chat sometime, Randy."
Chat? I never gave that a thought. Of course that's what kids did these days with all the instant messaging programs out there so I replied, "Hi Randy I am up for a chat if you would like, how should I go about that, I am not familiar with the programs," and I signed it, "Hotmommy51" and sent it back.
Within five minutes I had a reply explaining what program he used and how to go about downloading it and setting it up. I followed his instructions and downloaded the program, setting it up with Hotmommy51 as my nickname. Replying to his e mail I explained I was all set up and ready to go under the name Hotmommy51. Within a minute or so I received a message from youngnhung18
Youngnhung18: Hi
Hotmommy51: Hi there
Youngnhung18: How r u?
Hotmommy51: I am fine, how are you?
Youngnhung18: I m good I m glad you liked my pics
Hotmommy51: You are welcome
