Lying in your bed and looking back on the events of last night you feel a mixture of emotions. On the one hand, you feel incredibly guilty that you let yourself end up with a guy so much younger than you, let alone that he was the grown-up son of one of your closest friends. You know you wouldn't have done what you did had you not had so much to drink but, at the same time, you have to admit, you're really glad you did. Some of the things he did to you, well, you haven't experienced anything like that since before you were married and, dammit, he was confident and really knew what he was doing. When you recall how you pulled his thick cock from his pants and gave him your first blowjob in years you find yourself blushing slightly but also grinning to yourself. You thought the days of being left breathless on your back after an intense pounding were behind you but what happened last night has made you realise they're most definitely not. God knows that, lovely though he is, hubby lost interest in you sexually a long time ago. While it can take him a long time to get going this young stud was standing to attention for you from the moment you got him alone. Getting a dicking down from this handsome, energetic, and hung guy in his 20s left your whole body shaking with pleasure. As you close your eyes and recall all the hot things you told me to do to you last night, and how enthusiastic I was in doing them to you, you vow to yourself that you're going make it all happen again. You reach for your phone to send me a text.