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I slipped out of my dress next, happy to have chosen stay-up stockings that day. They were nude hose, with light ivory lace around the edge, the perfect pedestal for my lacy panties. I slipped those off and tossed them to Bob. He moved quickly to catch them, and brought them to his face to inhale my female scent. He’s big on smell, my Bob. “Connie, my sweet, ripe melon,” he teased as he bunched the soft fabric up on his nose. But his eyes weren’t closed; they stared directly at my crotch. I met Bob online at Get It On. It’s the biggest swinger’s site on the Internet. Everyone uses Get It On; married couples, singles and swingers. Bob lives just down the street with his wife. Bob’s wife works late and stopping by his place in Washington is the perfect pick-me-up after a hard days’ work. A fire started somewhere inside of me, a sexual fire. I wanted him to touch me with his hands and mouth more than anything else in the world. Momentarily forgetting about my bra I rushed back to him, back to his outstretched fingers. His hand covered my mound completely, and he just let it rest there, making us both hotter. I loved the weight of his fingers as he cupped my labia, smooth and gentle, just holding it, pressing his fingers softly closer and closer. My hips wriggled of their own accord, willing him to begin to play with his new bald buddy. Bob was speechless; it was such a rush to know that he really appreciated his surprise. His hard dick was trying to burst from his pants, a task I quickly executed. When his hard, thick meat was in my hands I let out a sigh, because he’d finally spread my pussy lips with his finger. My wetness flowed down to coat his hand, his digits, filling the room with sloshing noise that were definitely did not come from the copy machines. Both of my hands wrapped around his shaft, and I stroked the smooth, silky skin gently, from his root to his crown. When I felt the sticky cling of pre-cum ooze from his slit I rubbed my fingers in it, picking up the juice to lube his cock. I wanted him to hurry and fuck my bald pussy, but Bob had other things in mind. We’re going to keep this our little Get It On secret; but I will be meeting a new man next week!

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