My epithet is David, and my wife 's name is Sally. We got married some 15 year ago. Sally has always been a cut up. She is very whimsical and loves to floor people. I first noticed her in college after she came into the college library and pulled a very embarrassing trick on short Mr. Arthur Evans, the bibliothec. sallying forth is an attractive blonde about 5'7"with hanker slender legs, and she still weighs 110 pounds. That morning she wore a white pullover cotton plant shirt that was low cut and displayed her C-cup white meat marvelously. She approached the desk where Mr. Arthur Evans was busy taking care library business and asked to join the book cabaret. Mr. Arthur Evans gave her a membership form to fill out. Instead of sitting at a nearby table to occupy it out ; she leaned over Mr. Arthur Evans desk boldly exposing her tit to him. There was no way he could cause avoided seeing them. In fact, if he had not gawked at them, I would have assumed he was gay.

After my Sally was sure he was curiously gawking at them, she feigned shock and loudly shouted,"Are you staring I my white meat ? Oh my God, you are staring at my white meat, and not only that you are getting an erection."

Mr. Sir Arthur John Evans turned three wraith of red, and I was sure he was going into cardiac arrest. There was sum silence in the library as everyone looked on in amazement. Sally tossed the form back at him and stomped out of the subroutine library. We momentarily locked oculus as she passed my board and winked. She was grinning, and I could tell she was really enjoying her antics.

I ran across Sally several sentence during the next hebdomad. I finally got the boldness to ask her out on a day of the month, and the rest is history. We were married two years later when we both graduated from college. We have been happily married for 15 days now. sortie is just as beautiful and sexy today as she was the day I married her and still has the Sami sybaritic body she had in college. She still loves living on the edge and impulsively doing matter to ball over everyone's senses.

Just recently I was sitting in the den version, and wisecrack was parading around the firm in her common sleepwear. Sally likes to sleep in one of my old cotton V-neck T-shirt that barely covers the silk panties she wears to bed each Night. The t-shirt came down to just below her hips, but if she were to bend over it would prove up luxuriously enough to peril her shapely bottom.

Our two pocket-size dogs started to bark, and Sally assumed they are barking at another dog on our street. She rushed to the front end door to let them out and was surprised to chance the blighter control condition man preparing to ring the doorbell. It's was too deep to retreat, so she just stood there quick-frozen in her tracks wordlessly staring at the man. The pest control man was a Lester Willis Young slender Shirley Temple Black man with a powerful build. He was probably between 25 and 30 years old. He pretended not to observe she was in her sleepwear and announced his name was Willie, and he had come to break the insect come-on traps in the railway yard. sortie said okey and casually started to walk away, but he began to ask her questions. They were oecumenical questions about what insects she had seen since his last sojourn and several other useless doubt that really did n't affair. It was patent Willie was holding her there to admire the sight. I noticed sortie was blushing and her nipple were hard and poking through her T-shirt. Willie apparently saw her hard nipples and knew she was aroused. I noticed a prominence starting to form in Willie 's pants. A circuitous thought invaded my mind, and I broke the magic spell by shouting to sallying forth. I told her to tell him that we had seen more bugs in the house than usual. I don't think he knew I was home because he was promptly to erupt with doubt and excuse himself to go check the insect hook traps.

When sallying forth continued on toward the bedroom, I happen to acknowledge she was still blushing, and she was unconsciously rubbing her left mamilla with her right handwriting. I confronted her and suggested that she had become aroused when the pestilence control man saw her in her night apparel. She pushed on by me and continued to the bedroom. I followed her and stood there studying her reactions.

She turned to me and said,"What ?"

I said to her,"You got turned on just then, didn't you ?"

She blushed again and said,"No !"

"Yes, you did ! You are still flushed red. I think you liked him seeing you dressed that way. I also think you were probably fantasizing about that bulge in his pants."

She continued to brush aside me, but I could detect a slight variety in her breathing. So, on a notion, I suggested she should try to score the pest controller man. She appeared shocked, but I could see the wheels turning in her mind as she turned her back to me.

I slipped my arms around her waist and cupped her breast as I pressed my stiffening cock against her bottom. I continued to sell my idea by saying,"We could upset the video cam and secretly record the solid thing."

She gasped and pressed her ass against my putz. I knew she was getting waken and giving my proposal of marriage serious thoughtfulness. I told her we could view it before we engaged in sex play of our own saying it might enhance our excitement. She knew I was getting extremely aroused thinking about it. It had always been a secret fantasy of mine to see my married woman with another man. I had admitted it once during one of our frizzly role-play sessions.

She turned to me and asked,"Are you sure it wouldn't infliction you to see me with another man ? You know once we cross that span, there is no going back."

I assured her it would not discommode me and reminded her of our old discussion about inviting others into our sex frolic. She eagerly agreed, and I noticed her tit jumped to attention again. I quickly set up the video recording cam and told her to remain appareled as she was and see just how fast she could seduce the man. I had no uncertainty that Willie couldn't pass up a luck to ravish my beautiful wife. I could already fancy his dark skin against her lily-white skin as I imagine his big shameful pecker thrusting into her steaming hot pussycat. I almost shot a load in my drawers thinking about it.

I went to the front door and called for him to come over. When he stepped on the front porch, I could see the nervousness in his manner. He seems to breathe a suspiration of relief when I told him that he needed to match inside for cuss. I informed him I had a lot of workplace to do in my office upstairs and did n't require to be disturbed unless it was absolutely necessary. I pointed him toward the bedchamber, and I told him quip was in the bedroom and could answer any doubt he needed to be answered. I proceeded upstairs, and he ventured toward the bedroom. Approximately 30 minutes later I heard the face door slam and his truck tires squeal as he drove away.

I rushed down to our bedroom and found quip still splayed naked on our king-size bed. She looked like she was still riding her last orgasm. Her leg were widely splayed, and I could see Willie's cum dripping from quip's pussy onto our bed. She rolled over, apparently still in a stupor, and looked at me through glazed eyes. She excitedly started telling me just how marvelous her adventure had been. She was so commove I could barely understand a word she was saying. I told her to lease a mysterious breath and relax. It didn't assistance. She couldn't seem to make a coherent sentence so, I told her we should just download the picture to the computer and watch the events together as they unfolded. She agreed and said she would explain the action where needed.

The video started with Willie entering our bedroom. quip was standing in front man of a uncut mirror with her back to him, brushing her long blond hair. He lightly knocked then guardedly approached and asked about the other insects. We could see from his mirror image in the mirror that he was checking out Sally's nice troll bottom. I could also see that quip's tit had hardened again. She turned to face him and motioned him over to where she was standing. She told him she had something she wanted him to see. Willie was loath but did finally act closer.

Sally said,"I have something I want you to see. Come finisher, I won't bite."

She dropped down onto her hand and human knee and crawled over to see under our bed. Willie stood there looking at her like she was crazy. The tee shirt rose up over her ass and exposed her ignitor blue scanty. He could n't keep from noticing her crotch was wet, and the panties clung to the crack of her vagina.

Sally was looking under the bed, and Willie was feasting his centre on her sexy body. Sally call on and motioned for him to join her by the bed. Willie slowly got down on his manpower and articulatio genus and shined his flashlight under the bed but could not determine the non-existent bugs she was muttering about. sexual alarms began going off in his head. He turned questioningly toward her at the Same clip she turned toward him. Their faces were only inches apart. She could smell his sweet Cologne. Sally 's tee shirt hung open, and Willie could n't divert his eyes from her voluptuous breasts that were openly on showing. The mamilla were courteous and hard. They were begging to be sucked. Sally noticed that a bulge in his drawers was quickly growing. She boldly confronted him and asked if he had been looking at her breast.

"You can't seem to withdraw your oculus off my pap. Do they really look that effective to you ?"

Willie stuttered and stammered swearing he was doing no such matter. She teasingly asked why there was a large hump in his pants. He tried to understate it, but she reached out and squeezed his laborious shaft through his pants. Willie slapped her helping hand away and started back hawking. He had the look of sheer brat in his middle. He jumped to his fundament, telling her he couldn't possibly hire in anything like that while her married man is upstairs. She assured him that I was busy at oeuvre upstairs and would not even be cognizant of what was going on downstairs. Sally crawled over to him and wrapped her arms tightly around his second joint. He couldn't move his wooden leg without losing Balance. Sally rubbed her face against his bulge. Willie was in broad panic mode and tried to fight her away.

She asked him,"Did I cause this brilliant hard cock ?"

Willie shook his head acknowledging that she had. She playfully bit the head of his turncock with her teeth through his pants. Willie was letting out low sigh and felt himself get dizzy as his pedigree pressure soared. She told Willie she wanted to see it. He stood silently staring at her as she continued to gnaw playfully on his hard cock through his pant. He felt like he was on the wand of a massive orgasm. Indecision was written all over his face. At first of all said no, but finally gave in to her request.

He slowly unzipped his bloomers and released an 8-inch cock. Sally moved her face in to audit it more closely. She squeezed it again before rubbing it against her brass. She licked a free fall of pre-cum from the tip of his putz, reached up and unbuckled his whang and slid his pants down to his ankle joint. He stepped out of them and kicked them aside. Willie was starting to relax a bit and love the attention his prick was receiving from this beautiful snowy housewife. She milked his pre-cum to a large crystal drop and then stuck her tongue to it. You could see Willie tremble when she put her lips around the head and encircled it with her spit while caressing his balls.

Willie reached down and lifted her up to him and kissed her gently on the mouth. He slipped his shirt off then lifted her tee shirt over her fountainhead. Willie admired her tits for a import then sucked a voiceless mammilla into his oral fissure and rolled his tongue around the ring of color. He gave both her tits a in force lingua massage before gently biting the tit of one. Sally appeared to have her first gear orgasm right then.

I paused the TV and turned to Sally for confirmation. She shook her chief confirming it was the beginning of many to a greater extent orgasms to come up. Willie laid her on our bed and removed her soaking wet panty. He held them to his nozzle and breathing time in her womanly smell. Willie rubbed her wet pantie all over his cheek and then tossed them to the floor. quip was breathing heavy as he continued his tit kissing and then kissed her on the lips again. Almost immediately her tongue was in his oral cavity, and she was moaning. He inserted two fingers in her kitty-cat and started searching for her G-spot. He could feel succus flow from her kitty-cat and knew he had found just the mighty billet.

He trailed kisses from her sass down to her navel. From there he moved to her privileged thigh and began to kiss and figure out the wet forming there. Sally spread her legs boost apart to grant him better access. He slowly moved to her neatly trimmed bitch. As he swept his knife up and down her pussy lips, she was getting into a baseless frenzy. When his tongue hit her clit, she really went crazy. She was gasping for air and telling him how great it felt, and she loved what he was doing to her. She confided to him that the fact her husband was upstairs made it even more exciting. He circled her clit with his tongue a few times then shoved his middle finger's breadth into her ass. The excitement of her husband being up the stairs and Willie's fingerbreadth entering her ass was enough to push her into her endorsement orgasm.

Willie put his cock to her wet labia and rubbed it up and down the length of her vagina. She was so prepare for sex he could feel the passion from her scratch. He pushed about one inch into her kitty. Sally shivered and lifted her pelvic girdle to labour his cock in another 2 inches. From there on, it was wall-shaking sex as he slid his total rock-hard 8-inch stopcock in and out of her slit. He could feel the bulwark of her vagina gripping and squeezing his cock. She let out a sudden gasp and Willie could feel her crashing into her third sexual climax. He continued the slow in and out motion until her spasm stopped. They rolled over, and Sally got on top and kept driving his 8-inch shaft in as far as it would go. It looked like she was going to break the bed the way she was bouncing and fucking him. Sally placed her mitt on his breast and slid her kitty-cat forward and backward against his pelvic bone. The wetness from her kitty made a sloshing audio each time she moved.

Suddenly she looked up at the cap, her body stiffened, and she let out a loudly moan as she moved into her fourth and final orgasm. Willie gripped her around the waistline, his ventilation was coming in myopic, quick bursts. He started rapidly slamming his tool up into her pussy. It was apparent he was experiencing an earth-shaking orgasm of his own. sallying forth slumped over onto his chest, and they continued to shudder as they rode out their mutual sexual climax. Willie was sweating profusely when he finally pushed her off of him and jumped out of bed. He quickly put on his wearing apparel and hustled out the door without a Bible. Sally continued to lie there basking in the afterglow.

The video ended with me entering the elbow room. I turned to sally ; she turned to me and we were both filled with lust. I grabbed her handwriting, and we rushed back to our bedchamber. It was the in force sex we had ever had during our 15 year of union. Two hours later we were still snuggling and kissing as we lay in the expectant wet patch that was created by sally and both of her two buff .