I’m in my late fifties, and I’ve led a very promiscuous life, getting down and dirty with more men than I could ever remember — if I hadn’t documented them in my diaries.

My husband finds reading about my adventures arousing, and Kenny and I have sex several times a week, as he’s 15 years younger and still a very horny guy. Eventually, reading my sexual stories wasn’t enough. Kenny asked me to screw another man while he hid behind a two-way mirror and watched. I told him yes, but that I got to choose the man.

About a month later, I took my car in to be serviced and met a very charming young man in the waiting room. We talked for an hour, with him dropping several subtle sexual remarks. Our cars were ready at the same time, and he invited me to go have a cup of coffee.

While sitting across the table, he slowly reached out and took my hand, saying, “I’ve never before found myself attracted to a married women, but I’d give anything to get you into bed.”

I jotted down my phone number and told him to call me the next afternoon. Jim was quite good-looking and very clean-cut, and more polite and respectful than he sounds. I knew Kenny would be thrilled.

Jim showed up promptly at one on Saturday, while my husband was on a “fishing outing” for the day. I told Jim he couldn’t be in the house much longer than an hour to keep the neighbors from talking, but I wasn’t really worried about that. Kenny had let them see him outside just before Jim arrived.

I led Jim to the guest room, trying not to look at the mirror where my husband was watching. Kenny had installed that mirror specifically for today. I had stripped the bed to just the bottom sheet and two pillows, so I walked over to stand beside it. Jim embraced me passionately as he unzipped the back of my dress while kissing my neck and ears, which I love. Brushing the dress off my shoulders left me in my bra and a pair of white hip-hugging panties. Then Jim stepped back to strip, revealing a toned body and a nice erect cock, about six inches long and quite thick.

Jim unhooked my bra, freeing my 34C breasts, which I’m proud to say sag very little for my age. Jim eased me down on the bed before reaching to remove my panties. I raised and spread my knees, blatantly displaying my vagina as I felt my labia splay open to reveal the core of my sex.

He reached out to trace his finger along my lips. “I think I’ll eat you out and make you come all over my face before I fuck your brains out.”

He did just that, making me climax twice before I was far too sensitive to have oral sex anymore. I told him I wanted to be fucked hard and fast.

He didn’t hesitate, entering me so slowly it was almost agonizing. It seemed like a lifetime before his balls were resting in the crack of my ass. God, his cock was so damn hard and hot in my pussy. Then my husband got quite a show. Jim gave me an outstanding fuck, hammering the hell out of me for nearly 20 minutes and giving me a stronger orgasm than I’d experienced in years, just moments before he spewed a load up my snatch.

When he rolled off, he said, “Give me a few minutes and I’ll be ready to go one more time.” I told Jim I couldn’t do that, but that I’d really enjoyed fucking him and I would be willing to have him over again the next time my husband went someplace. He said he would love to get together again.

Kenny had me on my back on our bed in minutes. He told me that was the hottest thing he’d ever seen, and he was delighted to hear me tell Jim I’d fuck him again. So far, Kenny has watched Jim screw me on five occasions, and I’ve really enjoyed performing for my husband.