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Subject: {ASSM} Kate's Cel Phone
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Kate and Pat had been living together for a couple years now. While
their personal lives together had mild ups and down, their sex lives
together were made of the stuff that would make even porn producers
blush.
Their main differences revolved around the fact that Kate like to go
bar hopping on occasion. Pat didn't. Pat did like the way Kate could
attract the attention of virtually every man in an establishment -
even over women half her 52 years. She had a certain sexy aura about
her that was irresistible to the human male.

Tonite Kate decided to go out on her own to a favorite bar/restaurant a
a couple miles from their condo. She had asked Pat if he wanted to come
but said he wasn't up for a noisy bar scene. Kate slipped on a
leather mini skirt, low cut blouse, and, as usual, dispensed w. a bra
and wore only a black thong.
Kate reveled in her sexuality. She knew she had the power to create
erections in men simply by talking and smiling at them. She often
didn't need to touch them to get this reaction.
When Kate arrived at the bistro, she saw an interesting looking Asian
man at the bar. Gene, as she was to learn, was an attorney from out of
town trying a local case. He was staying at a hotel near where she
lived. She found him witty and he had a great sense of humor. She
placed her order for gnocchi. When it came Gene took it and her glass
of wine to a nearby table.
After they finished, Gene said he heard there was a great band playing
down the street and asked if she wanted to go. "Sure", she said, "I
like noisy clubs and dancing."
When there she grabbed the one remaining bar stool.. Being only a shade
over 5" feet tall, she had to hoist her 102 lbs. up to get seated. As
she did so, her skirt rode high up her thigh. Gene wandered off to see
if he could check their jackets. In no time at all, she had two or
three guys standing next to her. A 28 y.o. asked her to dance. She
downed her drink and left for the dance floor.
The people dancing to the fast music barely touched their partners.
When Kate raised her arms above her head, her skirt rode up just enuf
so that people behind could just make out the bottom of her ass cheek.
When she twirled around like this, her partner could also get a good
view. She could see an expansion taking place in his slacks. At that
moment she backed into him, wriggling her behind in time with the
music, and could feel his pokey thing.
The next piece was a slow dance. Since her partner was over 6 feet,
when she raised her hand to put it on his shoulder, her skirt rode up
again. She pressed herself against his now hard cock as they moved
around the floor. As he let his hand slide down her back to her bum,
she said, with a smile, "that isn't very gentlemanly". He told
her she was the most beautiful woman there. "You must believe in
incest, then, since I'm old enuf to be your mother". He thought she
was joking.
"That aside, you can see the effect you have had on me." And her
anonymous partner drew her even closer. At that point the music ended
and Kate said she needed to go back to meet the guy she was with.
Gene had been sitting at the bar, watching the whole show. "You're
quite an exhibitionist, aren't you?" Kate smiled and said, "I am
that!" Gene tried to hide it, but watching her in action had the
usual effect when Kate was involved, a hardened penis.
Another drink later, Kate said she'd better be getting back home.
Gene said "o.k., I wonder if I could trouble you for a ride back to
my car which I left near the Courthouse?"
"No problem", said Kate. Kate put on her sweater and grabbed her
purse. As they walked out to her car which was parked down the block,
the only other people out at this hour were a few party stragglers. Her
cloth purse was hitting against her hip as they walked. I mention this
because, somehow, one bump hit the speed dial number on her phone that
rang home to where Pat was. He answered, "hello, hello". Kate
didn't respond because she couldn't hear his voice. As Pat was
about to hang up, he heard Kate talking to someone. He couldn't
resist listening in. Altho the voices were slightly muffled, he could
easily hear their conversation. He could hear them laughing and joking
about the physical reaction she had caused with the young guy earlier.
He heard as Gene told her that the young guy wasn't the only one who
had a physical reaction at that time. "It must have been "hard"
for you to just watch", she laughed. "If it still hurts, you should
get someone to kiss it for you." At that point they neared the car,
Kate used the remote to unlock it. She said, "to show you how
liberated I am, I'll even open the passenger door for you".
Gene couldn't hold back. He grabbed her, kissed her hard on her lips,
reached behind and lifted her a foot off the ground using her ass for
leverage. He then set her down and got in the car.
"That was rather forward of you," she smiled. As she got in the car
she tossed her purse, with the phone still on, on the back seat
directly behind her.
Pat was having a rush of emotions listening to all this. He didn't
know whether he was angry, jealous, or simply highly aroused by all
this. He realized he couldn't wait to see (hear) what happened next.
He could hear the engine start. He couldn't "hear" that Kate was
alternating glances from the road to Gene's lap. He couldn't see
that Kate's skirt line was exposing the uppermost of her creamy thighs
and that Gene had his hand midway between her knee and crotch area
(pussy). He knew that one of Kate's fantasies was to "be with" an
Asian man because she liked the idea of a smooth, hairless body.
Mainly there was just small talk for a couple minutes. "Pull around
behind the lot here, my car is parked in back". "Will do," said
Kate. "You know that seat can be moved back and the seat back
lowered". Gene wasn't dumb and immediately grasped what she had in
mind. At least he was hoping.
Pat could hear Kate thank Gene for the evening. He heard a clunking
noise. He later realized it was the seat back being lowered. He was now
visualizing what he was hearing. Gene was on his back, Kate was turned
towards him. He heard as Kate said, "Well you know I am an
exhibitionist, but I need to tell you I am also a voyeur. I want to see
what you have under there." With that, Pat could actually hear the
pant zipper being lowered. "I love looking at peni", she said in a
voice between a moan and a gasp. Gene tried to sit up, but she pushed
him back down. Pat could hear Gene moan as she used her finger tip to
rub the pre-cum glistening around the head of his shaft. As more drops
oozed out, she licked them off, causing the shaft to swell even more.
Pat heard as she told him she had always had a fantasy for "making
it" with an Asian guy and he was going to be the lucky one.
Kate had removed her panties in an earlier trip to the ladies room
because they had gotten damp. Since she was small, it was easy for her
to maneuver herself between Gene's super-aroused body and the roof of
the car. She hiked up her skirt and straddled Gene with her knees as
she lowered herself onto his engorged manhood. In the dim light she
could see it was actually a deep purple in color. As she did so, she
rubbed her hands over his smooth chest and stomach.
She was so wet, his cock slid into her swollen pussy w. no effort. As
she slowly began moving her hips, she could feel that Gene was about to
release his load. All Pat could hear was a few moans and grunts. Pat
was so hard he thought his cock would explode from the pressure.
"I want you to fill me up", yelled Kate. "I'm about to cum and
I want your hot juices to be shooting into me when I do"! At that,
Pat could hear Kate shrieking, immediately followed by a guttural sound
from Gene that was almost like a wolf's howl.
Pat could actually hear the heavy breathing that followed.
The next few minutes were relatively quiet. Pat couldn't make out
much more of what was said because the purse had now fallen on the
floor behind the driver's seat. He could hear the car engine start.

Pat had held himself in check. Ten minutes later he heard the door open
as Kate walked in. Pat was upstairs in bed watching TV. "How was your
evening, hon?" he asked. "I had a good time, but I'm looking
forward to a better time, now." With that she removed her blouse, her
nipples proudly still erect. Pat's cock, which had only softened
slightly, became harder than ever under the covers. She unhooked her
skirt and let it fall to the floor.
"I guess you are ready for excitement", said Pat, " I can see
from here your pussy lips are already swollen and glistening." As
Kate slid under the covers she reached over, and while curling her
fingers around his cock said "You must have been watching some porn
or something. I've never felt you so big and hard before we start."
"Judging by not only how wet your pussy is but by feeling all the
juices on your inner thigh, I could come to the conclusion that you
were "involved" with the same program." Kate was slightly puzzled
by the choice of words and the smile that was almost a smirk on Pat's
face. At that moment a couple of beeps came from the cel phone. "I
guess your phone battery died". With that, both Kate and Pat were to
wind up experiencing the best sex of their lives.

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