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She was about my age, way too old for me, and slightly chubby, in a sexy way.She rubbed up my knee as she watched her husband, who by now had lowered his hands to my wife’s hips, and found my throbbing cock.She was in her early 30’s and I was 12 years older so we both really enjoyed looking at younger girls moving sexily to music.“Do you like looking at them? I had gotten used to the staring of other guys, and over the months I had relaxed about it, evolving into somewhat of a quiet voyeur from the angry douche bag I used to be when I had first started living with her.“And why do you think they are looking at me at my age when there are all these tight little teenage pussies available? I selected a normal top, with a matching short skirt. Now don’t misunderstand, she had her moments, but they were rare.” she insecurely asked.“You’re much sexier baby” I told her, I knew this game. I’m ten years older than those little girls.”“Yes, but there’s not a man in here that hasn’t taken his eyes off your arse.”“Who? ”I played the game, convincing her she was gorgeous and it wasn’t really her unavailability that was the attraction to us asshole guys. We had a lot of sex for sure, but that dirty stuff that we pervs oh so enjoy, well, I hadn’t had one of those sessions for some time. I couldn’t resist it — I kissed her full on the lips, entering her mouth with my probing tongue, circling my fingers around her arse cheeks.His fat wife should thank us; she’d be getting a good pussy pounding tonight for sure. I didn’t want to spoil it getting ejected from the movie for finger banging a girl I’d be cock banging a couple of hours later. We got home and fucked like the 17year olds that we weren’t, and I waited for the weekend, hoping I could use my not so ingenious methods to make her hot again.Friday night came, and we played the dressing game again.He walked up to her and put his arms around her neck, softly grinding into her.My cock jumped, his wife placed her hand on my knee and smiled at me with a slutty drunken look.
Very sexy, very smart, but best of all, she loved to party.Not wanting to repeat last weekend’s trick I selected an even shorter skirt but with ultra tight black gloss leggings.I nearly came in my pants as she pulled them on and they went right up the crack or her arse.However, had he gazed down, he’d have noticed her skirt on the wrong way round. We spent the night flirting with each other, and, as she walked around the mall to the screens, she deliberately walked up a glass staircase, exposing to anyone below a cunt that I just couldn’t wait to eat.Just as I had had that thought, he gazed down, and smiled. I noticed one middle aged man looking up, hurriedly looking to each side to ensure his fat wife wouldn’t catch him.
We carried on drinking and talking, with her dancing attracting ever more daring partners — one even putting his hands around her waist as they danced. We got drunk and left in the middle of the morning, sleeping through Sunday until mid afternoon. We snacked until early evening, when I suggested the movies. ” I didn’t play this time, but tried a different tact, knowing she was still on a buzz from last night’s attention.“Why don’t you see how much attention you can get tonight honey? I knew she was wet.“Stand still.” I commanded, and pulled her skirt down to her knees, her freshly shaved dripping vagina exposed to my hungry eyes.