Some time ago, I related a story of a visit to Buckhead, an exclusive suburb of Atlanta. I was there for some consulting business, but wound up going to the country club of my hosts on about my 3rd night. It was a lot a rich folks, with a bit of alcohol in them, with lots of trophy wives who didn't get enough attention from hubby. Lots of dancing, including slow dancing, with the curious habit of the lady giving her dance partner a kiss as they left the floor. That's not unusual, but the kisses often involved more than a bit of tongue. During the evening, I went to the bathroom, guided by two of the older ladies (hubbies were well oilded, and rather drunk, owners of the company. At the bathroom, I got a dual blow job, and later fhucked them, both separately and together. I also took a rather older, somewhat matronly lady home, and had a long weekend in her bed, and the next weekend as well....her first activity since her hubby had died. I like to think that I got her sex life restarted. We had corresponded frequently, and I made one more trip to Atlanta and she on trip to my home for long weekends, mostly dancing in ways that were probably too intimate for the places we were, car blow jobs and extensive fucking at home. Sadly, she had remarried, but given the difference in our ages, we weren't going to marry.
Here's a picture of us dancing. You can see that she knew how to show off on the dance floor, especially for someone who hadn't been with a guy in 2 years. She had a few matronly pounds on her, but marvelous still perkey (after surgery) breasts, with nipples that she loved to have pinched and kissed, and sucked. She once even came when I just kept sucking her nipples, and rubbing her little button.
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