Becoming A Shameless Slut

This story happened three years ago, before I was dating my current boyfriend. Although our relationship is strong, I could never tell him about this, he would not understand. He is my age, but I have always had a strong sexual attraction to older men.I have a professional job in a large company in the city. I always dress conservatively and come across as reserved and soft spoken. However, I have fantasies about being dominated by a group of strange men who treat me like a dirty slut. This is story is about the first time, but not the last, that I followed through on my urges.I am tall and thin standing at five foot eight inches in my bare feet and weighing 110 pounds. I have short brown hair and green eyes. My breasts are only B-cups, but they look larger isvecbahis on my thin frame. I think my best features are my long legs and by ass. That's enough about me for now.Several of us were meeting a client for lunch at a local resturant in the city. We traveled in separate cars as I was leaving afterwards on the start of a long overdue vacation. I had parked close to a site where men were working in a trench in the street. One of the working men got a good look up my dress with my legs spread open as I was getting out of the car trying to avoid water near the curb. When I noticed him, I quickly closed my legs and pulled my dress back down. Instead of looking away when I caught him looking, he smiled at me and winked.At lunch I had two glasses of wine isveçbahis giriş rather than my usual one. I found myself fantasizing about that worker looking up my dress and realized I was becoming wet between my legs and my nipples were hardening. Before I left the restaurant, I went into the ladies' room and removed my pantyhose and panties. I had only intended to expose myself briefly to him and see his reaction before quickly driving off. It seemed safe enough but exciting.I timed my arrival at my car when no one else was in the area. I took my time at my car getting my keys out to make sure he was watching me. When I was sure he was watching, I opened the door and backed into the seat, spreading my legs wide open and hiking up my dress. My pussy isveçbahis yeni giriş could not have been any more exposed. I watched him staring at my exposed crotch and, rather than driving off quickly, I remained like that, letting him get a long look. When I finally turned and closed the car door, I was really turned on by what I had done, and I still did not drive off.The man started crossing the street in my direction. I again checked around me for other pedestrians and, seeing no one, I hiked my dress up around my waist and spread my legs wide. As he approached, I rolled my widow down and leaned back waiting for him. When he came close, he stuck his head into the car and stared directly at my naked cunt. I saw that he was older than I had originally thought, probably close to sixty. He needed a shave, and I could smell the sweat on him as he leaned in the car. He still had not said a word as he reached in and stuck his hand down the front of my dress and roughly cupped my tit.