I had been fantasizing about one of my wife's best friends for a long time. It must be said that she attracted the attention of the male gender. She was 53 years old, slim, finely muscled because she was athletic, blonde, masculine hairstyle, beautiful chest that I knew had undergone cosmetic surgery, beautiful lower back and slim and shapely legs. Being a saleswoman, she was always well made up without excess and dressed in a sexy preppy way. And her eyes were like two very bright blue marbles. She gave off a self-confidence in all circumstances. Through my wife, I knew she was single and living alone. My wife did not know she had any ongoing relationships and knew that she participated in singles' retreats in order to find her soul mate but that she must have been very selective, especially in terms of finances, of her potential suitors. I knew her quite well through my wife. We had dinner at her place or at ours several times. We had taken a business trip with her, a trip that allowed me to establish a certain complicity with her. I think she knew that I was not insensitive to her charm. One Sunday at the end of spring we had invited her for lunch. Even in her weekend clothes she exuded charm and sensuality. I admit that I could not help but check her out and dare to give her a few compliments. We live in the suburbs of Paris and she had come from Paris by RER. At the end of the day, I offered to take her back to the station. When I got to the parking lot, I went down to open the door for her and when it was time to kiss each other, I was looking for a kiss. Our lips just brushed a little. She was a little surprised but didn't say anything. Then I watched her walk away, already happy not to have been slapped. As we were entering the station, she turned around and gave me a little smile. I contacted her a few days later on a social network. Hypocritically, I apologized a little for my inappropriate gesture but she didn't seem to hold it against me, quite the contrary. She was simply embarrassed in front of my wife. As our exchanges progressed, a more intimate complicity was born and I ended up suggesting a meeting in Paris. She invited me to her place. When the day came, I rang her doorbell. She opened the door in an outfit that was always so classy, ​​a skirt that reached mid-thigh, a blouse that was slightly unbuttoned to reveal the roundness of her breasts, and high heels. We kissed each other on the corner of the lips, I complimented her on her beauty and we settled into her living room where she offered me a drink. Sitting side by side, the conversation quickly returned to us and my wife. Why then this invitation? I decided to rush things and leaned over her to kiss her and she did not push me away. Our tongues mingled. We exchanged our first real kiss and immediately with one hand I caressed one of her knees then went up between her thighs. My hand caressed her thighs sheathed in stockings that she gradually moved aside allowing my hand to go up to her crotch. Then moving away, I unbuttoned her blouse revealing a beautiful breast overflowing from the bra. She unhooked it herself and I slid my hands under the cups to caress her beautiful silicone breasts before she even took it off completely. She had slipped a hand on my crotch and was massaging me through my pants. Then kneeling at the foot of the sofa, I lifted her rump to rest it well on the edge of the sofa. I lifted her skirt, spread her thighs wide then the fabric of her thong to discover a beautiful completely shaved pussy. I put my mouth on her pussy to lick her intimate lips before insinuating my tongue. Then when my tongue reached and excited her clit, Nadine's breathing became panting. Then I replaced my tongue with a finger then two with which I filed her very hot and wet pussy. I continued by adding my thumb to excite her clit. From time to time she would stare at me with a look full of desire then close her eyes while moaning. I accelerated, she lifted her hips, I saw her fingers tighten on the fabric of the sofa then tighten her thighs on my hand when she came. While she was regaining her senses, I took the opportunity to undress completely. I led her into her room and she lay down on her back. I removed her thong, lay down on her, guided my cock into her and began to go back and forth in her pussy. After a few back and forths, she began to moan. Then I changed position, raised one of her thighs and began to work her with large spaced thrusts but penetrating her deeply. With each thrust, I saw her fingers tighten on the sheets again. I accelerated and she went into a violent orgasm. A few more thrusts and I came inside her. I lay down next to her and we kissed for a long time and full on the lips. We remained lying side by side, exchanging kisses and caresses. We also talked and the conversation came to our experiences. She told me about her few adventures since her divorce.I told her ab ...

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