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Part one of MILF1610. Rachel was a horny housewife who was not getting enough attention from her husband Frank. One day she donned a sexy outfit and had a few warm up XXXX of martini in expectation of going out on a date with him that evening. But Frank disappointed her as usual. This time he stood her up to go golfing with a work buddy. For Rachel, it was the final straw. Left alone at home, angry, frustrated and tipsy, she decided to look up her son Jeremy's Facebook page and check out some of his hunky young friends. If she could not get what she wanted from Frank, maybe she could get it from one of them instead. There was a good chance of it. Rachel had noticed many an excited look directed at her from the friends whom Jeremy had brought home in the past. She did not care that she might end up cheating on her husband. In fact, she rather liked the idea. Frank deserved it - in her opinion. After browsing several of the profiles, she finally found one to her taste. His name was Eric. Smiling deviously, she sent him a message pretending to be her son. She said there was going to be a wild, three-day party her house. Eric was invited. Rachel set the time of the phony party for when Frank would be out of town on business. She did not need to worry about Jeremy. He had already left on vacation for three weeks. Fortunately for her, he hadn't passed this info on to Eric. At the supposed start-time of the party, Rachel sat eagerly awaiting her guest's arrival. She had the house to herself. There was no limit to the mischief she could get up to with him. Suddenly, there was a XXXX at the door, and young Eric walked carrying a bottle of bourbon. He called out rowdily to Jeremy - thinking his friend’s parents were away. On noticing Rachel, he looked surprised and embarrassed. Rachel, however, was quick to put him at ease. After politely letting Eric explain why he had come over, she told him with a straight face that there must have been some mix-up over the facebook message. It was not Eric's fault - she said. He had nothing to apologize for. She then told him about Jeremy's vacation. After a little small-talk, Eric said he may as well leave since the party was not on. He had a long drive home. Five hours. Rachel already knew that. It had been a factor in her planning. With perfect logic, she told Eric that he would be better off staying in her guest room for the night. He must be tired - she said. Besides, he had also drunk a couple of glasses of the bourbon he had brought along. Eric decided she was right. Rachel secretly grinned. Everything was working out just as she had hoped. Presently, she made an excuse to go get changed. Eric's jaw dropped when he saw her return wearing a tight, low cut, short-hemmed dress with red stockings and high-heels. From that moment on he was acutely aware of Rachel's sexy charms. He weakened to them by the second. Rachel could tell as much, and she pressed her advantage all the way. Having taken up a seat next to Eric on he couch, she nestled up close to him so that her tantalizing cleavage was just inches from his face. She allowed her dress to ride high up her silk-clad thigh. Sometimes she crossed and uncrossed her legs and stretched them out. Most of her conversation was innocent social-talk. But then, when she felt the time was right, she started telling Eric how frustrating it was for a woman of her needs to be married to such a dud of a husband. It was enough to make her cheat on him - she declared. The next thing Eric knew, Rachel proved herself as good as her word. Suddenly taking off her wedding ring tossing it aside, she grabbed Eric with a purpose. She pushed him back against the couch and straddled his lap in an instant.