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An Unexpected Happening

I met my high school girlfriends for lunch at a local Greek restaurant last week. We were seated fairly quickly and our server came to the table and introduced himself as Alexandros but said we could call him Alex. He looked Greek and I wondered if he was related to the Greek owners of the restaurant. He was a nice looking guy, dark black hair and olive complexion who looked to be in his mid 40s. When he asked what I wanted to drink I asked him what white wine they had and he suggested a Greek wine that he thought I might enjoy. I took his recommendation and ordered the wine. He was right on target, it was a great tasting wine. He was very attentive to us and exceptionally friendly and outgoing. We girls remarked about how cute and outgoing he was to each other. We enjoyed our lunch time together and then paid our checks and proceeded to the parking lot to say our goodbyes. As I was getting ready to leave I remembered that I had left my coat at the table and proceeded to go inside to get it when Alex met me at the door with it. I almost bumped right into him as he came out. I thanked him for bringing the coat to me and he said he was glad that he caught me before I left. He remarked that my grey hair was so attractive which sort of embarrassed me but I told him I appreciated the comment. I remembered that Greeks like Italians were not very inhibited when it came to conversation. He then asked me if I was single and I said no I am married and he said he hoped that my husband realized what a lucky man he was. I asked him why he said that and he told me he thought I was a very beautiful woman who should be totally appreciated. He then said that he hoped I would not take it wrong when he said that he was attracted to me but apologized for his directness. I told him I appreciated his honesty and that I was accustomed to directness. Before I could realize what I was saying I remarked to him that he was an attractive man as I began to blush. I could not believe how easy the words just rolled of my lips. As my face continued to blush he smiled and looked straight into my eyes. He stood there holding my coat and again apologized to me for being direct. At that moment I felt my pulse beginning to quicken as I realized that he was not just making a pass at me but rather connecting with me on a very deep level. Something you don’t anticipate but welcome when it does happen. I was excited and frightened all at the same time. Now I am not a prude and have experienced other men in various settings, at parties and in MMF meetings that my husband arranged and encouraged, but this felt different. Jim was not there to encourage me to continue and would have had he been there, and it was a good feeling that a good looking guy probably 20 years younger than me was attracted to me. I had not felt this way in a long time and strangely it felt good. He asked if I would like another glass of wine, his treat, and I said yes before I gave it much thought. I expected that we would go back inside and drink the wine. Boy was I wrong. He said that he had a couple of bottles at home in his fridge and if I was willing to go to his place that he would drink a glass with me. It seemed like a million thoughts tried to explode in my mind at once and before I could speak he assured me that he was not a serial killer or rapist and that he would really enjoy my company and that if I became uncomfortable at any point that I would be able to leave. He said that his shift had just ended and he was getting ready to go home just as soon as he got his coat and car keys out of his locker. He convinced me to wait on him. I don’t know why I did as I have never done anything like this before except when Jim and I met Bob to hear a local musician sing at our favorite bar. I sensed flitters in my stomach and was almost ready to tell him that I really needed to get home when he returned and said I could follow him to his apartment which he said was only 5 minutes away. I don’t know why but I agreed to go. As we drove down Shallowford toward Jenkins, my thoughts of what I was doing was interrupted when he turned on his left signal to enter a really nice townhome complex. He went about half-way back in the complex and then pulled in to a parking spot in front of his place. I pulled in beside him and he opened the door for me and he invited me inside. His place was really nice. The kitchen was on the front left and he said I could sit at the bar while he got us two wine glasses for our wine. He got the same wine I had enjoyed at the restaurant and poured our glasses, then sat down beside me. He again remarked how good looking I was and how attracted he was to me and at the point I could feel my face again getting red. He again said he did not want to make me feel uncomfortable with his comments. I think he sensed that I was nervous and I told him that had never done anything like this before. He smiled and said to relax that we were just having a glass of wine together and he was pleased that I had decided to do it. He stated that he had been divorced for about 5 years and it was nice to have someone to talk to. We finished our wine and then he proceeded to pour us another glass when I told him that I had to have my wits about me in order to drive home. He said he hoped that I would not just drink and run but rather stay a little while and talk. I accepted the second glass before I realized what I was doing. I could feel my cheeks blushing from the wine and my heart racing a little bit. He reached out and took my hand and again told me to relax. His touch had an electrifying feel to it. He proceeded to tell me a little about himself and that he really found women older than himself to be a real turn on. He asked me about myself and if I was happily married. I told him that I was and had been for a long time. I guess he was wondering why I accepted the invitation if that was the case. Then he stated that he understood how a deep commitment could coexist with fantasy and exploration. I told him that for many years my hormone levels had not been where they should be and that recently I had found a doctor that had started me on natural HRT and that desire and my whole attitude toward sex had become so much better. I could not believe that I was saying all these things to him. He kept holding my hand and looking deep into my eyes. Time seemed to stand still as we sipped our wine. He then pulled me close to his face for a moment and just looked in my eyes for a minute or so. He then got up and turned on the stereo with some soft jazz music. When he came back to the bar he began rubbing my shoulders with a delicate touch. He asked if I wanted him to stop and I blurted out that I would never turn down getting massaged. He then reached down and kissed me on my neck and that is when I lost all control. He massaged my neck for nearly 5 minutes and then sat back down next to me. He then leaned over and kissed my lips and I found myself kissing him back. I could not escape the thoughts that this was how Jim would want me to respond. Our love was deep and committed and that an encounter like this can actually strengthen the relationship and add new excitement when shared in an open and committed relationship. I questioned myself whether I was trying to rationalize the moment or justify being in such a setting. Either way I began to relax and let myself enjoy what was happening. The warmth that came over me was almost overwhelming. He placed his hands on my cheek and proceeded to kiss me again but this time very deeply. I wanted him to stop but I also wanted him not to stop. My heart was beginning to race and his passionate kissing was setting me on fire. We kissed for a long time and then I felt his right hand move to my left arm and then to my left breast. The passion continued to build and I was getting so very hot in anticipation of what might happen. Almost instinctually and automatically I took my right hand and placed it on his zipper and felt his really hard cock through his pants. He found my nipple though my bra and began massaging it so gently. He stopped kissing me and began to unbutton my blouse. As he did I instinctively un-buckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants and slid his zipper down. He opened my blouse and then reached around behind me and unclasped my bra and then slipped his hands under it and continued massaging my breasts. I could hardly believe what was happening in that moment. He suggested that we move to the couch where we could be more comfortable and I agreed. Once on the pub style leather couch he slipped my blouse and bra off and began sucking my breasts ever so gently. First the left, then the right and then alternating between each one. His warm mouth on my breasts felt so very good. I reached inside his pants and pulled his hard cock out and to my surprise I just then realized that it must be nine or more inches long and big around. It almost frightened me until I remembered that Jim has reminded me many times that Nathanial was well over ten inches and pretty big around and that I had not had a problem taking it all in. That thought provided the confidence I needed to continue. At that moment I lowered my face to his lap and began licking his cock. He groaned with pleasure as I took the first two to three inches into my mouth and began to suck his cock with a passion. I moved up and down the shaft and began stroking its length with my hands. It felt so exciting to be able to do what I knew I was so good at. I could feel his cock pulse in my mouth and I worked it slowly. After about five minutes he stopped me, stood up and took all his clothing off. He then slowly finished undressing me and then placed his mouth on my pussy and began licking and sucking my clit, gentle at first then more vigorous as the passion built. It felt so good and I quickly became very wet. He ate my pussy for about five minutes and I could feel my clit getting bigger with every lick of his tongue. Then in almost a fluid motion he pulled me on top of him. We kissed again deeply as he positioned me directly on top of him. I could feel the head of his cock touching my pussy at that point. He then kissed me again very passionately as he moved closer with the head of his cock gently begin to penetrate my pussy. As he did I spread my legs wider in anticipation of what would I knew would feel so good. He slowly entered me until about half of his cock was inside me. I was amazed at how good it felt and how full the feeling was. He just laid there minute in that position and at the point I slid down to slowly receive the rest of his cock. Once I had him completely inside me I then slowly began to hunch him. He moaned as I moved up and down the shaft until I could feel his balls against my pussy. I was completely full and proceeded to fuck him passionately. It felt so very good to be full, not in pain at all but filled with pleasure. I could feel the head of his cock rubbing my cervix as I ground my clit hard against him. I could feel my climax building as we fucked. I wanted to hold it off and enjoy the moment but it just kept growing so I asked him if he was close and he said he was so I continued until I felt that huge release as my climax exploded. As my pussy was pulsing with pleasure as I felt his cum spurting deep within me as he climaxed. My climax was so hard that I nearly melted. We both held each other for a long time and kissed passionately for a long time while his cock was still inside me. After a few minutes I could feel his cock getting soft and it began to slip out as he withdrew it slowly. I rolled of him and he slipped off the couch onto the floor and he smiled as he watched the cum drip from my pussy onto his leather couch. Suddenly it hit me what had happened as I looked at the clock and realized that it was going on 3 oclock and that I really needed to head for home before Jim sent out the search party. I dressed and thanked him for a really nice time. He said the pleasure was all his and that he did not consider this just another fuck but rather and experience that he had only dreamed of and hoped that I might consider doing it again sometime. I said I would give it some thought, said my goodbye and proceeded to drive myself home. A million thoughts went through my mind on the way home and the song “Afternoon Delight” came to mind. I still felt warm inside and I could feel Alex’s cum leaking from my pussy onto my panties. I struggled with whether I would tell Jim about what happened and wondered what his reaction might be if I did. I decided to be honest, just tell him and see what happened. I arrived at home and he said wow what a long lunch that we girls must have had a lot to talk about. I apologized for being late and then proceeded to tell him what happened. He appeared excited rather than hurt or mad and said he was glad that I had done what I did and asked me to tell him all the details. As I began he then led me to the bedroom where he undressed me and proceeded to fuck me for nearly an hour. He remarked how wet my pussy felt with Alex’s cum still inside. Jim had been having some episodes of ED but this was not one of those times. He was so hard and he fucked me so well that afternoon. I could not remember a time when I felt so good and so loved. We had passionate sex more than once a day for nearly a month after that. Then one day he said “isn’t it about time you met for lunch again?” as he smiled and then kissed me passionately and it seemed he was telepathically saying “go have some fun again, and then come home and tell me about it.” Wow life is such an adventure filled with all sorts of excitement and I intend to enjoy every minute of it. TO BE CONTINUED.

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