My girlfriend Melanie has always had a weakness for men who are physically fit. So it's no wonder she liked her job as a waitress at the local bowling alley. That evening, she was busy serving drinks for a soccer team.
She wore a tight black dress and high-heeled sandals that showed off her slender legs. Melanie knew exactly how attractive she looked and enjoyed the attention of the young men around her. She guessed they were about twenty-one to twenty-four years of age.
"How about a beer?" one of the players asked with a grin and winked at her. "I would do anything to see you smile."
Melanie laughed and poured him a drink. She felt his eyes on her cleavage and played with her hair flirtatiously. Suddenly she felt a hand on her waist and turned around in surprise.
Another man stood behind her and whispered, "You're so sexy in that dress."
Melanie's breath caught at his compliment for a moment, but then she let him come closer - a lot closer, actually. The two began dancing together - snuggled close together - while the other members of the team watched enthusiastically, or danced themselves, or just stood on the sidelines.
"I can't resist," he said softly into Melanie's ear before stepping closer to her.
The mood grew hotter as time went by. Eventually, they started making out - their bodies merging into one another while the other players watched in ecstasy. Melanie knew exactly what these men wanted from her and it was the same as what she hoped for herself. She would be able to give them what they needed - and more than that!
She closed her eyes and surrendered to the moment, confident that this should be the start of an exciting night. The two were closely surrounded, even hugged, by several other players. The young men were apparently used to being so physically close.
Melanie felt her getting hot. Her cheeks flushed with excitement. She felt several hands on her body. Suddenly she found the dress annoying, even though the fabric was thin. She wanted to take it off, to feel freer. Without hesitation, she began to pull the dress over her head and threw it on the floor.
The men around her cheered and clapped enthusiastically when they saw that Melanie was completely naked under the dress. Melanie felt like a goddess at that moment. But then she realized that they were standing in the middle of the club and that someone could come in at any time. She felt a pang of panic rise up inside her.
"Lock the door so we won't be disturbed," she said. The men around her laughed and nodded in agreement. One of them rushed to the door and bolted it before rejoining the group. Melanie felt relieved. Now she could finally enjoy the night without having to keep an eye on who was coming in or who was watching her.
She felt a hand on her back and turned around - it was one of the young men from her group.
"Come with me," he whispered in her ear and took her hand in his warm one. Melanie followed him across the room to one of the tables. The young man kissed Melanie passionately while he began to gently explore her body.
She surrendered to him and enjoyed every touch of his hands on her skin. It was exciting that the other guys didn't feel embarrassed to watch them. Melanie felt her excitement keep increasing. She wanted more from him and let him feel that clearly. The young man understood her immediately and began to focus his hands on her body.
The other men in the group watched spellbound and cheered them on. Melanie felt watched, but she didn't mind - on the contrary: it excited her even more. She couldn't help but moan in pleasure and gave herself completely. Now the other guys had come closer again, and she felt many hands gently but also demanding on her body.
Melanie loved this attention and enjoyed being desired by so many men. She felt like a goddess surrounded by her worshipers. Some of them had also undressed in the meantime. As club athletes, they were apparently used to seeing each other naked.
"You're all grown up, show what you can do!" Melanie said cheekily. At the same time, she had to chuckle when she heard one of the guys say to another, "What a hot MILF!"
Melanie found it funny that she was called a MILF. She was clearly older than the guys. With forty-eight years, to be precise, she was more than double their age, but that didn't bother her. On the contrary: It made her even hotter to know that these young men were attracted to a mature woman like her.
The group continued their games and Melanie enjoyed every minute of it. The men's touches were so gentle and yet so intense at the same time. She could feel her breath on her neck and could almost feel her desire increasing.
She sat on the edge of the table and put her now bare feet up as well, spreading her legs wide so that her wet labia parted. The men around her stared spellbound at her most intimate part and Melanie enjoyed the attention. She felt a hand approach between her legs and began gently stroking her clit. A soft moan escaped her lips and she tilted her head back.