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03/08/2011
I'm a 43 year old mother of two sons. I would consider myself to be in very good shape. I'm 5'8", 134lbs., 34c-29-35. I work out regularly and try to watch my weight. Gravity hasn't taken effect yet. My husband and I are very conservative sexually and quite frankly, he and my doctors have been the only ones to see my naked body. My husband has made overtures to me that he'd like me to show my body to others but I always considered it to just be the male ego. I'm a natural red head with freckles...........yes, IRISH.
Our oldest son recently entered a major university in Tennessee. He was required to show early due to some committments academically as well as athletically. My husband and I went to the school with him to help him settle in. Unfortunately, my husband was called back to work in Manhattan due to the unexpected arrival of clients in town. Therefore, I was left with our son to finish his settle in process. I was staying at a local hotel in downtown Memphis in the overbearing heat wave they recently had. Coming back to the hotel one night, I entered the room to find the A/C not working as well as it should. I called housekeeping and asked that they send someone up to fix it. I was told it would be about 45 min before they could do something and that I would have to wait.
Feeling a bit tacky from the days events I figured I had ample time to take a shower and cool off before anyone arrived to fix the system. So, I went into the bedroom, undressed and then walked out to the bathroom and into the shower.
After showering I started to towel down but then I heard noise in the living room area. I put the towel around me and went out to see what was going on. I was shocked to see a service tech over at the a/c unit. He was equally shocked to see me. I came to find out that his name was Greg and that he was 63 years old. He told me that he thought the unit was empty and since he was in a nearby unit earlier that he would simply stop in to work on the a/c. He told me he knocked and as there was no answer he used his pass key to come in.
I calmed myself down and told him that he startled me but that since he was already in the room, please finish adjusting the unit. Just then, my cell phone rang and I saw it was my husband calling. I answered it and told him how the day went. He asked what I was doing now; so I told him that I was wrapped in a towel and watching the service tech work on the a/c unit.
He laughed and said "seriously, what's going on"? I repeated my statement and he said "ok, smarty pants, if that the case, put the guy on the phone". I said ok and handed the phone to Greg and told him that my husband wanted to talk to him.
Greg took the phone and said hello. My husband was shocked to hear the guys voice and then asked Greg to describe what I was wearing.
Greg started to tell him that he thought the unit was empty and tried to explain the situation but Bill wouldn't hear of it. He asked him again what I had on. Greg told Bill that I just came out of the shower and was wrapped in a bath towel. Bill asked Greg to give me back the phone.
Bill was laughing and saying that he didn't believe me at first but now it's exciting to him. I told him that I was going to go into the other room and dress. Bill then asked me to give the phone back to Greg.
Greg took the phone and Bill told Greg have me put the phone on speaker. I did so and then Bill asked Greg if he'd like to see what's under the towel. At that, I smiled and remembered Bill's wishes in the past and figured he was playing around, nothing would happen.
Greg smiled and said that he certainly would like to see but felt very uncomfortable about the whole situation. To that, Bill told me to lower the towel to waist level and let Greg see my breasts.
I started to object and then thought of the eventual "gravity" problem I'd have and wanted to find out if I was still as desireable as I was in the past. So.............I lowered the towel and stood there topless awaiting a response. Greg's eyes went wide and the biggest smile came over his face. Bill asked Greg if I did as was asked and Greg said "she's beautiful". I smiled and was truly aroused by this.
Bill then said "honey, I'm proud of you". Now, take the towel and hand it to Greg. I didn't hesitate, I quickly removed the towel and gave it to Greg. Greg acknowledged that I did that and Bill told Greg not to give it back to me under any circumstances.
Bill then told Greg to shut the bedroom door and not allow me to leave the room to get anything to cover myself. I started to blush more and more but being a freckel faced (and body) girl, it wasn't very noticable.
Bill then said that he had to get back to a meeting but told Greg "you can touch but that's all, ok". Greg responded "only if the Misses is ok with it will I touch her". At that, Bill said he loves me and we'll talk later and hung up.
I was in shock, I'm standing there naked and I don't know what to do next. Greg then says that he'll fix the a/c for both of us to cool down. I tell him "thank you". I decide to sit in a chair by the desk and wait for him to finish fixing the a/c. Greg starts some small talk and I eventually find out that he's a widower and lives alone. He's retiring in two years and moving closer to his daughter. Meanwhile, I'm sitting there naked and carrying on a "matter of fact" coversation. I start to laugh about the whole thing and Greg smiles and says that he finds it erotic to see my breasts bounce as I laugh. My nipples are harder than ever and I'm totally wet down below. I tell Greg that my own father retired only two years ago and is 68 (pretty close to Greg's age) Thinking about that for a minute I realize that Greg is old enough to be my own father.
Greg finally finishes fixing the a/c and the system is humming along, starting to take the heat out of the room anyway, if not my own body. He turns and says the jobs done and tells me again how beautiful that I am, and he's getting ready to leave the room. I feel sorry for him at this point and ask him if he'd like to touch me in any way.
Greg responds that first, he'd like me to stand and slowly turn completely around to he can see ALL of me. Then he asks permission to touch my breasts. I smile and tell him ok. He reaches in and lifts one breast as if to weigh it. At this point my legs are starting to shake as I'm so not familiar with this at all. He smiles and rubs his thumb across my hard nipple and then does the same thing to my other breast. He then tells me that I'm a lot hairier down below than he remembers his wife being. I tell him that I don't trim or shave and that I've never had a reason to.
At that, Greg tells me that he used to trim his wife and want to know if he can trim me. I am so hot at this point that I jump at the opportunity. But as Bill isn't here, I dont' have a shaver or razor to use. Greg told me "no problem, I'll go to the front desk and get a kit from them. It seems that many people forget their toiletries and upscale hotels have packets to give these people.
I tell him to go ahead, get the kit and I'll wait. Greg leaves and I'm shaking...........am I really going to let him shave my vagina???
I try to dry myself as best that I can under the circumstances. Shortly after that, Greg arrives and he's got the kit with him. He takes out the razor and again asks permission to touch me. I tell him YES. He asks that I sit on the edge of the chair and he will sit on the floor in front of me and therefore have full view and control of the shave. First he uses scissors that I had on the desk to shorten the pubic hair and then he lathers up my pussy and starts to shave me. This takes an agonizing ten minutes for him to finish.
Once he's done he smiles and says "now, may I truly touch it"? To which I once again say "oh yes". He reaches down and slowly massages my pussy in a circular motion. I start to squirm and as I do my breasts start to sway. Greg smiles and says he never tires of seeing breasts swaying. He quickly brings me to climax and then he kisses me in my pussy and licks it.
I am exhausted and tell him that I have to lay down. He helps me to the bed and then kisses my breasts once again, turns and leaves the room, never to be seen again.
Our oldest son recently entered a major university in Tennessee. He was required to show early due to some committments academically as well as athletically. My husband and I went to the school with him to help him settle in. Unfortunately, my husband was called back to work in Manhattan due to the unexpected arrival of clients in town. Therefore, I was left with our son to finish his settle in process. I was staying at a local hotel in downtown Memphis in the overbearing heat wave they recently had. Coming back to the hotel one night, I entered the room to find the A/C not working as well as it should. I called housekeeping and asked that they send someone up to fix it. I was told it would be about 45 min before they could do something and that I would have to wait.
Feeling a bit tacky from the days events I figured I had ample time to take a shower and cool off before anyone arrived to fix the system. So, I went into the bedroom, undressed and then walked out to the bathroom and into the shower.
After showering I started to towel down but then I heard noise in the living room area. I put the towel around me and went out to see what was going on. I was shocked to see a service tech over at the a/c unit. He was equally shocked to see me. I came to find out that his name was Greg and that he was 63 years old. He told me that he thought the unit was empty and since he was in a nearby unit earlier that he would simply stop in to work on the a/c. He told me he knocked and as there was no answer he used his pass key to come in.
I calmed myself down and told him that he startled me but that since he was already in the room, please finish adjusting the unit. Just then, my cell phone rang and I saw it was my husband calling. I answered it and told him how the day went. He asked what I was doing now; so I told him that I was wrapped in a towel and watching the service tech work on the a/c unit.
He laughed and said "seriously, what's going on"? I repeated my statement and he said "ok, smarty pants, if that the case, put the guy on the phone". I said ok and handed the phone to Greg and told him that my husband wanted to talk to him.
Greg took the phone and said hello. My husband was shocked to hear the guys voice and then asked Greg to describe what I was wearing.
Greg started to tell him that he thought the unit was empty and tried to explain the situation but Bill wouldn't hear of it. He asked him again what I had on. Greg told Bill that I just came out of the shower and was wrapped in a bath towel. Bill asked Greg to give me back the phone.
Bill was laughing and saying that he didn't believe me at first but now it's exciting to him. I told him that I was going to go into the other room and dress. Bill then asked me to give the phone back to Greg.
Greg took the phone and Bill told Greg have me put the phone on speaker. I did so and then Bill asked Greg if he'd like to see what's under the towel. At that, I smiled and remembered Bill's wishes in the past and figured he was playing around, nothing would happen.
Greg smiled and said that he certainly would like to see but felt very uncomfortable about the whole situation. To that, Bill told me to lower the towel to waist level and let Greg see my breasts.
I started to object and then thought of the eventual "gravity" problem I'd have and wanted to find out if I was still as desireable as I was in the past. So.............I lowered the towel and stood there topless awaiting a response. Greg's eyes went wide and the biggest smile came over his face. Bill asked Greg if I did as was asked and Greg said "she's beautiful". I smiled and was truly aroused by this.
Bill then said "honey, I'm proud of you". Now, take the towel and hand it to Greg. I didn't hesitate, I quickly removed the towel and gave it to Greg. Greg acknowledged that I did that and Bill told Greg not to give it back to me under any circumstances.
Bill then told Greg to shut the bedroom door and not allow me to leave the room to get anything to cover myself. I started to blush more and more but being a freckel faced (and body) girl, it wasn't very noticable.
Bill then said that he had to get back to a meeting but told Greg "you can touch but that's all, ok". Greg responded "only if the Misses is ok with it will I touch her". At that, Bill said he loves me and we'll talk later and hung up.
I was in shock, I'm standing there naked and I don't know what to do next. Greg then says that he'll fix the a/c for both of us to cool down. I tell him "thank you". I decide to sit in a chair by the desk and wait for him to finish fixing the a/c. Greg starts some small talk and I eventually find out that he's a widower and lives alone. He's retiring in two years and moving closer to his daughter. Meanwhile, I'm sitting there naked and carrying on a "matter of fact" coversation. I start to laugh about the whole thing and Greg smiles and says that he finds it erotic to see my breasts bounce as I laugh. My nipples are harder than ever and I'm totally wet down below. I tell Greg that my own father retired only two years ago and is 68 (pretty close to Greg's age) Thinking about that for a minute I realize that Greg is old enough to be my own father.
Greg finally finishes fixing the a/c and the system is humming along, starting to take the heat out of the room anyway, if not my own body. He turns and says the jobs done and tells me again how beautiful that I am, and he's getting ready to leave the room. I feel sorry for him at this point and ask him if he'd like to touch me in any way.
Greg responds that first, he'd like me to stand and slowly turn completely around to he can see ALL of me. Then he asks permission to touch my breasts. I smile and tell him ok. He reaches in and lifts one breast as if to weigh it. At this point my legs are starting to shake as I'm so not familiar with this at all. He smiles and rubs his thumb across my hard nipple and then does the same thing to my other breast. He then tells me that I'm a lot hairier down below than he remembers his wife being. I tell him that I don't trim or shave and that I've never had a reason to.
At that, Greg tells me that he used to trim his wife and want to know if he can trim me. I am so hot at this point that I jump at the opportunity. But as Bill isn't here, I dont' have a shaver or razor to use. Greg told me "no problem, I'll go to the front desk and get a kit from them. It seems that many people forget their toiletries and upscale hotels have packets to give these people.
I tell him to go ahead, get the kit and I'll wait. Greg leaves and I'm shaking...........am I really going to let him shave my vagina???
I try to dry myself as best that I can under the circumstances. Shortly after that, Greg arrives and he's got the kit with him. He takes out the razor and again asks permission to touch me. I tell him YES. He asks that I sit on the edge of the chair and he will sit on the floor in front of me and therefore have full view and control of the shave. First he uses scissors that I had on the desk to shorten the pubic hair and then he lathers up my pussy and starts to shave me. This takes an agonizing ten minutes for him to finish.
Once he's done he smiles and says "now, may I truly touch it"? To which I once again say "oh yes". He reaches down and slowly massages my pussy in a circular motion. I start to squirm and as I do my breasts start to sway. Greg smiles and says he never tires of seeing breasts swaying. He quickly brings me to climax and then he kisses me in my pussy and licks it.
I am exhausted and tell him that I have to lay down. He helps me to the bed and then kisses my breasts once again, turns and leaves the room, never to be seen again.
Poster:
Kate
