Susan and John. - Sex Stories

Susan and John.

The story's of Susan and John are based on a friend of mine at work. She confides in me about her sex life. They aren't there real names Susan was sad. It was a Sunday and John had been back for 4 days. He was leaving in the middle of the night do drive to Aberdeen where he was to catch a helicopter to an oil rig. He wouldn't be back for three weeks. She hated when he left. There were always tears. She ran her morning bath, John was having a lie in. She checked the temperature and took off her robe. She looked at herself in the bathroom mirror...mmm she thought not bad for 42. She cupped her B cup breasts and weighed them in her hands. She varied between a B and a C cup. She had a sl**per in her left nipple. It had been there since before she met John. Her breasts were good. John loved them. She hadn't breast fed so they were still in great shape. Pert and proud. Her phone pinged, it was her eldest son David. He wouldn't be home till tonight. Her other son Pete was staying at his grandmothers. It had been all planned so Susan and John could have some alone time. She went back to the mirror she was a little saggy round the tummy, but not too bad. k**s!!!! Her pubic mound was smooth. There wasn't a hair on her lower body at all as she had regular appointments at the local salon. She enjoyed the waxing as she enjoyed the pain. The first time she had it done professionally she had an orgasm. She had been rather embarrassed but the ther****t had been so sweet. Susan had had a ...

... couple of lesbian fumblings when she was young. But nothing since. The ther****t was very professional and had rubbed cream into her waxed areas. Susan had been aroused by the whole experience, and when she accidentally touched her clit while applying the cream she had cum. The girl had told her that it was not uncommon. Susan thought later that if the girl had pressed her a little she would have been unable to say no to having sex with her, she was so stoked up. She has been back many many times since and the same girl has always been professional. It still turns Susan on. She rubbed her finger over the tattoo of the letter J on her inner thigh. It had been a present for john. She had 4 tattoos in total but this was her favourite. It was john. Nobody could see it except him and the beauty ther****t. It was real close to her cunny. The guy that did it got a real treat that day. She lifted her leg a little and sc****d some dried semen off her leg and giggled. For 4 days they had fucked and fucked and fucked some more. She stepped into the bath and lay back. She closed her eyes and thought back to yesterday. John had brought her breakfast in bed at 8 o'clock. Tea and croissants. Lovely. He then asked me if would like a massage. 'Fuck yes' I replied. Massages always meant I was going to get his cock. He cleared the dishes away and then put an old sheet on the bed. He went to the bathroom and got the baby oil. Susan could never understand why they kept the oil in the bathroom coz ...