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21 Temmuz 2023, 00:55
Susan was a member of my Temple until she moved out of state. We were both on various temple charity boards and got along well, socializing with our husbands frequently, yet I never knew her secret life, nor did she know mine, at least that was what I thought.After not seeing them for nearly a year, we recently spent a week in their Jersey Shore beach home. Susan had something on her mind, and she needed to speak with me privately, so we made an excuse and went to a nearby Tiki Bar with our husbands.All four of us went to this same bar late yesterday. Four middle-aged people in a sea of young people, some dressed in teeny-weenie bikinis and bare-shirted young men. We couldn?t blame the husband trying to catch a glimpse of the young women wearing thongs, they might as well be nude. Of course, Susan and I marveled at the ?young studs? trying to impress the near-naked ladies. Oh, to be young again and have a size one body.Now we were back, and the bar was quiet, it was enjoyable having their Pina Coladas with a view of the ocean. Susan said she heard a rumor and had to know if it was true. I braced myself, Konyaaltı Escort (https://konyaalti.t2bro.net/) could she have heard about my affair or my ?sex therapy? session with our previous Rabbi??Well, just say what?s on your mind Susan?, I said with a nervous laugh. She was rambling, but there it was, she asked nervously, ?Did you have therapy sessions with Rabbi??What Susan was not expecting, I heard the same rumor about her. I didn?t mean to be defensive, yet I blurted out, ?I heard the same rumor about you, Susan.?Her face said it all, the rumor was true, but my defensive response told her, she was also right. We both had an affair, and sexual therapy, with our Rabbi. We looked at each other, laughed, and ordered another Tiki Drink. Maybe it was the rum, but she began to tell me about the sessions, and it was very much like my own. Then she admitted to an affair with a married man in the congregation and I admitted the same, fortunately with a different man. I did not share with her my life with black men, but it was clear, she had a few other relations outside her marriage.She saw a young man at the Escort Konyaaltı (https://konyaalti.t2bro.net/) bar and told me he was an old friend and excused herself as she walked away. Some old friends looked like college students, muscular with a friendly babyface. They talked for a few moments, and she pointed toward me. I smiled and waved; this young man was younger than my own daughter.Susan returned, she had a glow about her and told me his name was Brian. I had a lot of questions, but at that moment, Brian came by with two new drinks and introduced himself. He kept looking at Susan and it began to add up, she was seeing this young man. Susan was a cougar.Then another young man came by the table, a lifeguard for the Tiki Bar. Similar in height and a darker complexion, and a nice smile. He introduced himself, Lyle and then they had to get back to work, but before leaving, Brian asked, ?Are we seeing you ladies later??I didn?t hear Susan?s reply, as my heart was beating fast, were we going to meet these two hot young men? Susan apologized, she was supposed to ask if I would be interested in Brian and his Konyaaltı Escort Bayan (https://konyaalti.t2bro.net/) friend, but Brian was too fast. *She said they share a beach house a few blocks away, Brian?s father owns it, and he shares it with Lyle and five or six other guys. She reminded me that the husbands were going to Atlantic City tonight and we are free women. I thought, free and loose women and I thought of how young Lyle looked and could only reply, yes.I have been with younger men, but they were usually nephews or sons of my black lovers/masters. I was nervous, what were these ?young studs? interested in two older women? I knew the answer, just my own self-doubts.The men left for their poker, and we dressed in sundress and Susan suggested we didn?t need panties or bras. I wondered if the other ?young men? would be at the house, but we arrived and it was only Brian and Lyle, wearing only shorts, short shorts at that. It was clear they were happy to see us and had margaritas ready. I drank the margarita too fast, I was beyond nervous, yet Susan was ready to do it, sitting on Brian?s lap, his hands caressing her breasts over the sundress.Lyle was a gentleman, but I knew he wanted to touch so I snuggled next to him on the couch and began to feel his hard-muscled chest. He began to caress my breasts, they were clearly well-experienced young men, as his touch was perfect, not like an awkward teenager.