My resolve wavered, almost giving way to my lust. But then I remembered my husband standing beside me and was finally able to speak, “Alan, this is my husband, Robert.”His big, powerful hand took Robert’s and they shook. I wondered if Robert had realized just how close I’d come in that instant to letting myself be pulled into something unthinkable. Thankfully, the moment had passed and Alan led us to the table that had been prepared just for us.Alan’s presence made me remember the dress I was wearing, the bra that I wasn’t wearing, how I looked to him and it sent a thrill through my body. I tried not to, but couldn’t stop myself from quickly glancing down at his groin area. I saw what I had secretly hoped, his erection.And I remember thinking that his body would likely be softer than he was at eighteen. I was so wrong. He had broad shoulders, incredible, thick arms, like he could have been a competitive weight lifter. I couldn’t stop my mind from wondering what it would be like to. When I was fully relaxed he probed again for the prostate. My legs started to shake. “Bingo,” I heard him say, but his voice seemed far away. My whole being had contracted to that spot so deep inside I’d never found it myself. I tried to push it closer to his fingertips, willed him to touch it. “I think you’re ready,” he said. The fingers slipped out. He reached for a condom and starting fumbling with the wrapper. “Damn,” he said. “Skip it.” He looked up. “You sure?” “Skip it,” I said again. I sat up, found the tube of K-Y, spilled some in my hand and reached for his dick. When he was good and slick, I lay back and lifted my hips enough to slide a pillow underneath. Steve kneeled between my legs. I felt the tip of his cock against my hole, and then the head pushing in. I winced, his cock seemed much bigger around than his two fingers, and it was nearly a minute before I was ready for more. Another inch, and then a third. It hurt, a lot at first, but I kept breathing steadily.
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