It wasn’t long ago when we had a dynamic sexual relationship until work and employment opportunities separated us. Though we had kept in touch and we were both now in our early forties.

When I first knew Kristi she was so sexually sophisticated for me, and as I discovered early in our relationship, bi-sexual. Before we went our separate ways her body was still good, both sexes admired her legs and ass and the way I used to trim her pubic hair. Wonderful, sexy hips, a flat stomach, a real woman’s tits with long hard nipples when aroused. For me her best feature was her glorious, big ass. I used to love licking and kissing it, worshiping it as part of our foreplay.

Kristi always had a high sex drive, very high. She loved to remind me. “I am to please and be pleased sexually, I love being licked and teased by both sexes,” She told me she lost all her sexual inhibitions between her second and third husbands. She loved having sex with an audience. And she really did enjoy some racy commentary during sex, an extra dimension.

I can still recall her telling me, “I was barely nineteen when a slightly older man licked and sucked my nipples for the first time while I enjoyed flaunting my topless body for him. I was twenty-years old when a man licked me to a climax for the first time. And I was hooked. Since then I make a point of telling any potential lovers, I love being licked and teased. Though it was almost twenty years later before a female licked me to a climax.”

We had a tacit agreement Kristi could pleasure and be pleasured sexually by another man or woman around once a month. We set some basic rules, no intercourse, outer sex only – safe sex, ‘you can watch and masturbate’ she told me. If the second man wants to blow me, she loves to watch. Occasionally we had another woman instead of a man to pleasure us both, same rules applied.

Though now we have both moved on. Can we recover our sexual chemistry? We spoke on the phone the same day, our sexual chemistry instantly reignited, updating each other on our current relationships. Kristi told me she was having a fling with a much younger man, twenty-years younger than her. I told her I was having an affair with an older woman. Both of us agreeing to put those relationships aside for four days.

At noon on the Friday I picked Kristi up from her appointment, our hands touching each other’s body’s as I drove the short distance to my condo. Telling her on the way, “I am at your convenience until Monday night.”

Kissing passionately as soon as we were in the door. “Do you want to watch me shower first?” I did watch her shower first, admiring her still exciting, naked body, a little bigger in the right places than I remembered, her tits and her ass an even bigger turn on for me. Joining her in the shower.

Worshiping her big ass, licking and kissing it, watching her step into a pair of killer heels for me like she used to before I went down on her. I hadn’t fucked her for more than a year, though I made up for lost time, we both made up for lost time.

In the afterglow we talked about some of the incredibly exciting sexual experiences we had shared. Talked about some of sexual fantasies we had never acted out. There was one fantasy in particular that we had never fulfilled. A naked young man approaching her, telling her, “You must be Kristi,” smiling as he lifted her dress and knelt between her legs. Watching him fucking her with his tongue.

Dinner at a top restaurant that night before I took her to a private club. “No knickers and just a cup-less bra under your short dress,” I told her before we left for the restaurant. Both of us pleased men and women diners were admiring her big ass, wondering if she was wearing knickers as we departed,

The entertainment at the seductively lit private club was downright pornographic. Well hung young men fucking older women for the visual sexual pleasure of the couples watching.