Pam had left for work. Maggie had just showered and dropped the towel on the floor. Poor Pam. So shy and withdrawn. Only able to attract a jerk like Chuck. Poor child.

Still naked, her generous tits spilling down, Maggie dabbed perfume between her thighs and over her thick bush. Even though she pretended to mourn her dead husband she didn't really miss him. She had more men than she knew what to do with.

Except that today she had no plans and she was horny. Pity, she thought, pausing for a moment in front of the mirror.

Slowly, she turned around and gazed at her ass. It was a bit big and not as high as it once had been. But her waist was small and her belly flat. Well, almost flat. And her tits didn't sag much. Judy's sagged more.

She knew her daughter-in-law hated her. She didn't care. Bob adored her. Men loved their mothers no matter what. Judy could go fuck herself.

My body is stiff irresistible, she thought, rummaging in the drawer for a pair of black bikinis and a matching bra. Then, on an impulse, she tossed them onto a chair and climbed back into bed.

She pressed her fingers against her pussy. She moaned softly as the pressure began on her clit. The little organ began stiffening immediately. What I wouldn't do for a good cock right about now, she thought.

Too bad Roger's away. Mmmmmm, that feels good. A cock would feel better, but a finger's better than nothing.

She moved her finger in a circular motion around her clit. Her pussy became wetter. Some of her friends complained of dry-cunt, but not Maggie. She was as wet as a young girl. Well, almost as wet.

Now her nipples began tingling and swelling. She touched one. Just when she needed a man there was no one around. She pulled her nipples. She was a horny broad, there was no doubt about that.