I myself had only had a towel on, however, this was long gone and all I had was a raging 8” hard on, which was nestling between her legs, nudging against her panty clad butt.
With just her panties on, I stood behind her, right hand rubbing her mound and my left hand back up top, alternating between her tits and neck. I was pleasantly surprised to find the panties were new to me, a lovely lacy pair of hipster thongs. I was surprised at how wet she already was, but put that down to have been golfing on a hot day for 4 hours.
I rubbed her pussy through the lacy panties, as I pulled down her shorts with my other hand. I thought, this was quite strange as she only wore her nice underwear on special occasions. Stacey half protested again that she needed a shower, I said not a chance as you were wearing some of your nice panties. Stacey snapped out of the moment, saying “give me a minute, I’ll want a quick shower”, I said not a chance as I firmly pulled her neck back to me, bring my left hand around her throat softly, turning her head to the side so I could kiss her neck, simultaneously to this, I pushed my right hand down into her shorts, my hand brushed against lace. We enjoyed this sensual moment, before my hand began wandering down to her shorts. Her nipples always stand up with she’s aroused and right now they were on end. I left one arm around her neck and massaged her tits, each one in turn, they still amaze me, just over a handful each, but as pert today as they were 15 years ago. I then nuzzled into her neck, she shuddered and responded by lifting her arm behind her and around me, pulling me into her neck. I moved over to her and went to give her a kiss and a hug, she turned away to avoid this, which was very out of character. I complemented her, saying she looked very fine to me, to which she blushed. She mumbled something about being sweaty and needing a shower. She looked hot and flustered and was surprised to see me come out of the en-suite. When I came out of the en-suite moments later, I startled Stacey who must have rushed straight upstairs, she had already taken her shirt and bra off and was just stood in her golf shorts. I nodded, smiled politely and we parted.Īfter dismissing my perverted thoughts, I was getting dry, I heard the front door go, I thought to myself, ‘Stacey’s home, don’t be an arsehole or weird about her not telling you’. I bumped into Amy’s mum, we made a bit of small talk, before she said ‘I’m glad Stacey hasn’t had to miss her golf?’ and ‘that it was nice that Gary had something to take his mind of his recent separation’.When I looked quizzical, she explained what with Amy isolating at home because of covid, it was good that the other could still play. Whilst Stacey was out golfing, I took the kids to the store to choose what they wanted for dinner. This not only frustrated me, but got me thinking ‘wow, she always responds to me in the same circumstances’, the following day she was pick up for golf, Amy picks her up so I then have our car to ferry the kids about. One week Stacey had played on the Monday and was due to play again on the Wednesday, going back to the signals I usually read before sex, she showered before bed on Tuesday night, Stacey came to bed smelling lovely and me waiting in bed with a hard on in anticipation, however when I made an advance she said not tonight, I’m tired.