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Carmen’s surprise birthday ménage (fm:threesomes, 4431 words)

Author: Chris-t6290 Picture in profile
Added: Oct 03 2024Views / Reads: 1939 / 1521 [78%]Story vote: 9.67 (12 votes)
All alone on her 30th birthday, after moving to a new town following her recent divorce, Carmen Jones, pretty much your average MILF, visits a local wine bar where she hooks up with two good-looking, fanciable young guys, named Earl and Jules.
 


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What can I tell you? After seven years, seven long years of what I thought was a safe and secure, ‘til death do us part', marriage, I suddenly found myself single, a divorcee, no less, and all alone. I should have seen it coming, only I failed to notice the signs.

So, now, having sold off our home and gone our separate ways, mine a state and local a thousand miles south, I found myself having to start life anew.

The town was quaint. Houses with white picket fences around them and a shopping mall a short drive from my new home.

In one respect, it could not have come at a worse time. I turned 30 years, the big three O shortly after my move, during which I'd hardly gotten a chance to meet enough of my neighbours to host a party for it.

Rather than let it get me down, I decided to go into town on Friday, the evening of my birthday, and have some drinks and a few laughs with some of the locals after work. Who knows, maybe pick up a young guy and have him fuck my brains out.

I ran a bath, and then went and poured a glass of wine, which I set on the bathtub's edge. I unzipped my dress in front of a full-length mirror and let it fall to the floor. I was standing there in my bra and panties. My body is something I always love. I slipped out of my bra and stood there admiring my breasts. They are perfect for my body. With a natural shape, they are not too big for my medium frame. I put my fingers beneath the waistband of my panties and slid them to the floor. My pussy is dark and full. I find it both powerful and freeing.

I tested the water with my fingers. It was the ideal temperature. As I slipped into the bathtub, the warm water engulfed my body. I leaned against the back of the tub and closed my eyes, soaking up the relaxing warmth for a short while to let the aches of eight hours of office work soothe from me.

After twenty minutes, it was time to start preparing for the evening. I emerged from the tub and reached for a towel to dry myself off before getting dressed for what the evening might bring.

I chose a sheer black bra with matching panties. I liked the way my stiff nipples pressed against the thin material. The high-cut panties emphasized my curvy hips and flat stomach. I chose a knee-length crimson dress with black kitten heel shoes for the evening. My dark, shoulder-length hair made the perfect contrast against the dress. I took one last look at myself in the mirror. My reflection pleased me, no end.

With everything I could possibly need inside my bag - money, cards, lipstick and a packet of tissues, keys in my hand ready to lock the front door - I hooked it over my left shoulder and stepped out into the cool evening air, quite refreshing it was, and made the short walk to my car.

During the short five-minute drive into town, I had the window down and the radio on, fingers tapping the steering wheel to the beat of something that was before my time. It was one of no doubt many, I only got to hear part of that one and the tune that followed before my journey ended, played in succession and with no announcement as to what it was.

I parked the car up a side street and made the short walk to the local wine bar. When I stepped inside, the time just after 7 pm, I couldn't help but notice there were only a handful of customers.

Maybe their drinking habits are different, I thought to myself as I took the first of many steps towards the bar, my heels making a clacking noise on the tiled wood floor with each step, enough for some of the heads to turn and look while others continued with whatever conversation they were embroiled in, certainly too interesting and involved to notice me.

"Good evening, Miss," the barman, Sid, noted by his name badge, smiled as he greeted me.

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enjoyable20 writes Mon 7 Oct 2024 16:10:

Thank you for helping me find my lost sex drive, I havent been turned on alot lately...that did the trick...

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