Son's wife Mallory rides with me to a wedding - Sex Stories

Son's wife Mallory rides with me to a wedding

... smiled up at me and I almost lost my resolve. But instead, I lifted her to her feet and taking her by the hand, led her into the bathroom. I turned the water on in the shower and then allowed Mallory to take off the rest of our clothes between kisses, caresses and exploration on both our parts. I grabbed the bar of soap and stepped into the warm water and helped the slightly inebriated wife of my son into the shower. She giggled and wrapped herself around me.. We were soon soaping each other up and sliding our bodies together. I did not think she noticed the loss of firmness from my cock but I did. Even though I was thoroughly enjoying every moment of our play, as my soapy hands slid between her ass cheeks and over her pubic mound. The warm water was just what an older man needed to back away from the edge and provided me the very opportunity to prepare young Mallory for what was to come!! By the time we stumbled out of the shower, we were both laughing and kissing and squeezing and playing. I wrapped her body in a towel and she preceded to towel dry my body. Her own towel fell to the ground a couple of times and finally she just threw it over my head and said, “It’s just easier to hide your eyes than it is to hide my body!!” I was not about to argue as this made it much more fun for my fingers to roam and explore my young nymphomaniac as she wiped me down. Then I took my towel and dried off her body as she took a clean towel and wrapped her now dark hair in a turban. I led ...

... her out to the bed and had her lie face down and then I began a secret talent of mine. I have always been very good at giving massages and a few years ago I actually took a couple classes at a trade school in medical massage. Within seconds my hands had her mewing and moaning in delight. Then she was relaxing and I had the green light to do whatever I wanted. And what I wanted was to just look at her for a while. She had no tan lines. She had a nice golden tan, but not a hint of a tan line anywhere which had my small soldier stirring. Her shoulders were square and solid and her small breasts were barely hinted at from behind as I looked down upon the graceful taper of her back down to her waist. My hands easily made it two thirds of the way around her slender waist before they flared out to accommodate her very feminine hips and the twin globes of her rounded ass mounds. She was beautiful and as my hands slid over her body my appreciation for the seductive nature of a young woman’s body only grew…as did my cock! Down from her shoulder to her ass, I worked out every kink in her muscles (while increasing a few kinks in my own mind!). Then beginning with her feet, I worked up her long, perfectly tapered legs that were stronger than I had ever stopped to notice. By the time I had worked my way up to the top or her thighs I did not even need to apply any pressure to get her legs to part. She moved them with the slightest of pressure from me and I was surprised to see the rather ...