Starting Over Chapter 3

Starting Over Chapter 3

Slowly I recovered from the wonderful climax that Nan and Judy had provided. It’s difficult to articulate how I was feeling: warm, satisfied, cared for, virile, but most of all mellow. Somehow Judy and Nan helped me get to the closest chair. As I seated myself, Judy headed for the kitchen to get wine glasses. Nan laid out in a recliner near me. This gave me my first opportunity to get a good look at my new friend. I guessed she is about 5ft 4in. She’s trim with only a few extra pounds. Her black hair extends about half way down her back and is matched by a neatly trimmed hair around her vagina. Nam has relatively small breasts that hang low on her chest. Her areoles are a dark brown in color and feature nipples that stand out almost an inch. Despite these sexy details, by far her best feature is her face. She has dark, almost black eyes and a huge smile, highlighted by very white teeth and beautiful full lips. Oh those lips! As I thought about her, I remembered the exquisite feeling of those lips wrapped around my cock. Nan is beautiful. She could be a magazine model.

My increasingly horny thoughts of Nan were interrupted by Judy’s approach. What an impressive vision she is, carrying three Waterford Chrystal wine goblets. Judy is about 5ft 10 in. She has muscular arms and legs. You can see at a glance that she is a natural as a masseuse. She has large, beautiful breasts that probably hang a little lower on her chest than they did 40 years ago, but gravity takes its toll on all of us. Her short blonde hair accents her blue eyes. Her smile is almost mesmerizing. Watching Judy cross the patio from the Kitchen to our table, I am struck at how confident she is. She is in charge. She is happy in her own skin.

Nan was the first to speak. “Oh Judy, thanks so much for sharing! This is a fun evening.”

“No need to share. I brought plenty of wine!”

Judy began to laugh uncontrollably. “She not talking about the wine. She talking about you! Now lets get two of those bottles open. Chardonnay for Nan. White Zen for you and me.”

I took this opportunity to excuse myself.