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The exhibitionist housewife (Part 5)

"Jesus, I need a drink," she thought. She was trembling with sexual excitement. She never drank during the day, but she needed one today. There were a few men at the bar, and she picked a stool in the middle of three vacant stools. She slid onto the stool, thrilling at the feel of the cool, vinyl seat on her naked ass. All the men discretely watched her, and she felt their eyes on her.

   "Well, hello there missy, you sure you're old enough to be in here?" the bartender joked.

   "Oh, I think so," she laughed back. "Vodka-tonic, please." She paid for the drink and sipped it, crossing her legs. From the cool air, she knew she was exposing the entire side of her thigh, perhaps even a bare ass cheek. She squeezed her thighs together, her slit wet and excited, her nipples hard.

   The man on her right moved to the stool next to her.

   "Hi, I'm Bill," he said.

   "Sandra," she said, trying not to encourage him too much. She had never really seriously considered her flashing leading to sex, and she hadn't considered cheating on her husband, but the thought of erect cocks around her while she was so sexually aroused was very tempting. She knew that if someone pushed the right buttons, she'd be a goner.

   "You know," he said quietly, "I saw you up in the mall. Nice, very nice." She didn't know what to say. She looked at him and smiled.

   "Glad you liked it," she answered, turning her attention back to her drink. Bill ordered two more drinks. After the bartender left, he spoke again,

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