Due to growing up in extreme poverty, I ended up working in maintenance for a small janitorial company. I have the look of a tired woman and there's not much I can do for that. My husband is a bus driver who works the municipal like and he is a typical "lost in the crowd" husband. Why I'm posting this is about my only grace, a clock-stopping ass, as I have been told. flowing from a narrow waist. I am careful to wear flimsy skirts over it so as not to lose the shape under clothes. I'm now in my 40's and still have it.

With it, I have enjoyed more than my fair share of sex. I get it when I can and am selective as to who fucks me since I am still married and want to do it on the sly, which to me is a turn on as well. Currently two men are fucking me. One works here, a very horny younger man, and a slightly older salesman who comes by only once a month. Both get their fill and are great fun for me. The younger man, Tim, is popular and on his way up the ladder so at some point he will probably drop me. He was one that kept gaping at me and after a couple of months, when it was perfect to so so I pulled up my skirt and gave him a real view. His cock snapped into attention and the game was on.

Tim fucks me often, sometimes two or three times a day. We meet in the second stall in the women's room at odd hours. We love to watch our fucking close up so I pull out my hand mirror that enlarges the image and we watch his cock slide all the way in an out of me. He wants anal fucking so I let him if he wears a condom since I have seen others get terrible urethral infections from anal fucking. He slides it in between my two perfect semi-orbs and tells me he is in heaven. I always say, "Do it slowly and let's enjoy it" then we watch ourselves in the hand mirror until we take turns coming.

I'm don't know how long the good times will last but I'm currently enjoying them.