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Spring time suprise
The event that currently happened will be told to you using false names and a vague idea of where this happened. Resaons for this secrecy will be revealed to you after you have read the story.
I am Rick. A white 39 year old white male who loves the outdoors and keeps in shape by going to the gym reguarly. I am happily married to a wonderful woman that keeps me satisfied in mind, body and spirit. By looking at me you would see me as a person more likly to be seen in a J Crew catalog than a Brooks Brothers catolog. Yes, you could say that I look like an outdoor yuppie.
The reason we have hooked up with this web site and the interest and fantasies we share are not important, but I can tell you that we keep this private part of our lives, private. We look beyond our circle of friends and neighborhood. Mostly to keep these two parts of our world seperate. This is all I am willing to tell, as I want to avoid giving out too many details that would get me into trouble.
Here in the Northwest, this year spring has come and gone and we are given the present of summer in May. Even as I write this, I am in shorts and it feels more like July than May. Doesn't bother me sinse wearing shorts is as common here as a tie and shirt is in business in NY, NY.
It is the season for events here, where we live. Events for a variety of causes. Already we have had a couple that my wife and I attend or have helped out with. Two weekends ago we were invited to one of the nicer homes in the area to attend a function that was about a couple of speaches, wine and cocktails, appatizers and socializing. But because the weather has been so warm (hot some days) the host were going to gamble and hold this social event outside in their backyard. Earlier in the day, my wife called me and let me know that she would meet me there and that I could get a ride with our friend Carol. Carol's husband had a part in the social event and would be there several hours earlier than the rest of us. If I could catch a ride with Carol then I could ride back home with my wife. Sounds good. I call Carol, tell her what is up and she tells me when she will pick me up.
So, Carol and husband are friends of ours. They live just a couple of blocks from us, good fun to have around. She picks me up at the prearranged time. Since it is so warm out, I wear shorts, nice shirt and take a jacket along, knowing when the sun goes down it will get cold out. Carol pulls up, I am waiting for her and meet her as she stops at the curb. I open the door and look in to one hell of a site. Carol is taking items from the passanger seat and sitting them on the back seat. She is wearing a nice sun style dress that is bright and a little loose with buttons that run from her neck line, uninterupted, down to the bottom of the dress. Over this she is wearing a sweater that is opened. As she is placing items on the back seat, she is twisting in her seat, showing me that she has four buttons at the top that are not fastened and I can see just about all of her breast that are not hindered by a bra. I am so glad I had sunglasses on. I just stared at these creamy beautiful breast, hoping, no praying I would see a nipple.
Now, let me clearify that there has never been any sexual tension between Carol and I. just freinds with out even any sexual teasing. She is cute, yes she has a body that I would fuck if asked to. But I have never really thought about it, or her in that way. She is in her late 40s, but still looks great.
So I get into the car and we drive off. I am just sitting there, pleased with myself with what I saw and I was taking every oppertunity I had from our conversaton on that drive to look at her chest through my sunglasses. But because she was looking straight, I did not have the veiw I had earlier, but I was trying mentally to get that sundress to widen the opening more so I could look at her breast again. She must have sensed it, because in our conversation she asked me, "Rick, what is wrong? You are acting weird." I felt bad and did not want to think I was acting wierd, so I told her, "Oh...sorry. I am just admiring your dress. You look nice in it". I could feel my stomach tighten and a knot in my throut as I said those words.
She casually responded, "I am sure it will get cold later, but it is nice now, and I wanted to wear it. I am glad you like it" as she drove.
"It nice on you, your type of dress....." I could not help to say, "It compliments your chest." I thought, ok, here we go, I am either in trouble or I have alot of explaining to do.
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