Sue was very much in love with Jim and happy with her life. But after being married almost twenty years she and Jim found it difficult to keep their sex life exciting. She enjoyed sex more than ever, but found herself having indecent fantasies about going to bed with one of the men.

She had dreamed about Mike more than once. In her dreams they fucked for hours. Sometimes she got on top of him and rode him like a bronco. Sometimes he fucked her in the ass until she screamed for mercy.

Now she gazed at the television screen, trying to ignore the fact that Mike was staring at her tits. She told herself she was a mature woman and as such she could control the situation. She wasn't some teenager with hot-pants. She was a woman with a rational mind and the ability to handle any situation.

Mike sipped a beer and Sue reached for her Coke. She realized she'd made a mistake thinking her blouse would make her tits appear smaller. To the contrary, they threatened to spill out every time she leaned over.

"Let 'em out." Mike grinned, nodding his head.

"You're bad," she said, sitting back on the sofa.

"This is sure boring." He drained the can and reached for another.

She wondered if he cheated on Carla. The way he was admiring her tits made it clear he was a man on the make. He had never made a real pass at her. If he did Sue didn't know what she would do. Just the thought made her blush.

When the rest of the family were around, his vulgar remarks didn't bother her. But when they were alone she felt threatened. Not by Mike. He would never force himself on her. She was sure of that. She was afraid of her own feelings. If he did make a serious pass, would she have the strength to turn him down?

She felt perspiration drip down her cleavage. There was an unmistakable burning sensation in her cunt. She reached for her Coke and once again her tits spilled over the neckline of her blouse. Mike licked his lips without moving his eyes from the television screen.