He sat in his chairwoman staring at the TV. He had no idea what was on, some basketball game. His thinker was still thinking about the day. Unbelievable really.

'' You 've been quite tonight. Everything okay ? '' his wife asked.

He was pulled out of his trance. `` Yes, everything is fine. ``

'' Okay, just making sure as shooting. ``

He went back to his thoughts.

--

Today he went to his favorite sandwich shop. It was called the Cheese'n'Feed. Normal day just like any other. As he got in dividing line, he was behind a young womanhood. She was wearing a sundress and even though he could not see her expression, he knew she was attractive.

He was a faithful man, never even thought of cheating on his married woman. He was felicitous with her. He could n't imagine being with anyone else. They had married as virgins and only been with each other. They did n't induce fancy. Never done anything screwball, and with their 22nd anniversary coming up, there was no reason to let on the stamp now. However, he did n't die up a chance to prize the beauty of God 's creation.

The first thing he noticed was her pegleg. He looked towards the ground as he walked and as he came to the line to order, he saw leg. Beautiful, silky fluid legs. They were a prosperous brown and firm. The legs were cut off by a sun dress at mid-thigh. The dress was slightly mellow in the backrest due to a protruding tooshie. He shook his head.

'' Damn at the construction of that '' he thought.

He got to the front of the lineage and ordered. Moved down, received his solid food and then found a table near the middle of the room. After filling his drinking, he sat down, looked up, and she was sitting a booth across from him. Her booth was turned perpendicular to his imagination and he could see into her kiosk. Now he could see almost up to her hip of her mightily leg.

'' Damn '' he thought and looked away. Within seconds his eyes drifted back.

Her face was just as beautiful as her body. She was on her speech sound texting. Occasionally she would terminate moving her thumbs, apparently reading, and would smile. He looked away again. Trying not to stare.

--

'' fountainhead you are excited ''

He was pulled from his thoughts, momentarily confused. `` Huh ''. He looked down. His shorts had a tent in them. He blushed guiltily. Looked up at his married woman. She was very pretty. She was short and over the yr become a piddling plump.

'' What you thinking about over there ? '' she asked sexily.

'' Uh, um, I was thinking about, um you. '' He stammered.

She smiled. `` I 'm disconsolate it 's been a while, but I think I can subscribe to caution of that tonight '' She walked over and kissed him. He kissed back guiltily, but it felt goodness.

As they kissed his mind started to marvel back to the cleaning woman.

--

She sat there in the John Wilkes Booth, texting someone, picking at her food. Then she bit one side of her bottom lip. It was the aphrodisiacal expression he 'd ever seen. His tool started to get uncomfortable in his pants. He immediately became guilty. He 'd never looked at any woman but his married woman quite like this. With such longing.

Then discreetly, the woman put one hand in her lap, on top of the slight bit of frock left to cover her lap. She then pressed her wearing apparel down. He could see her hand slowly moving. His pecker stood up, and he began to worm in his chair. Her eyes were close down and her pectus lifting high-pitched with her breaths. He looked away again, turned on, embarrassed, guilty and many other emotions filling him that he could not distinguish.

--

'' Wow, this is the knockout you 've been in a recollective time. '' His wife said. Her mitt were in his shorts. The guilt rose, but it also felt so just. His wife pulled the pliable shank circle of his shorts down. `` Wow, you are extremely excited. ``

His wife knelt between his wooden leg and took him in her mouthpiece. He laid his fountainhead back and closed his eyes. His mind went back to the woman.

--

This metre when he looked up, the fair sex was looking around. They made eye contact. Her looker held him for just a second then he looked away. Those eyes. Even though it was n't for him, the desire in them drove him wild. She looked at her earphone and smiled big and turned red. Her hand went back on her lap. This meter it bypassed the dress and went between her legs. He wondered if she was wearing any panty. She still tried to text with the former mitt. His hand went to his genital organ and pressed against his growing dick. He could n't help but stare.

The woman 's hand started moving faster. Her chest heaved higher. Her neck turned red. She was licking her lips and biting her lips. Her eyes closed and her hint came out strong though her nozzle. He started rubbing against the front of his pants.

--

He pulled his wife 's head off his dick. `` I want to get behind you '' he said.

'' Oh ... okay '' she responded. His wife stood and turned towards the bedroom. He grabbed his married woman, pulled her sweat bloomers down and said `` right field here '' as he pulled her to the floor.

His wife obeyed even though this was out of the average. She got on all quaternion. He positioned himself behind her, then pushed his wife 's head to the trading floor, lifting her ass. He grabbed her articulatio coxae and in in one stab buried himself in her. His wife yelled, half in pain half in joy. She tried to say something but he was already pumping in and out of her as fast as his rosehip could move. He loved his wife. He loved her meaty waistline. He had never had a problem with it before. But right now he longed for that slender waist and stocky ass of the womanhood in the cafe.

--

The woman was really working her fingers now. Her straits dropped to the table. Her dark hair falling around her grimace. Her hand released the telephone, reached under her and squeezed her breast. Then her head shot up, her centre opened, he mouth opened to yell but no sound came out. Her bridge player still on her breast and between her legs. The friction started to slack. She was out of breath. She removed her hand from between her legs. It was wet. That answered his dubiousness about panties. She looked around. They made eye striking. He could feel his mouth was open and he knew he was staring but he could n't stop over. Her eyes were amazing. She blushed and scooted out of the booth. He could n't see her pussy clearly but he could see her thighs were glistening. As she tried to stand her ramification almost gave out and she had to catch herself. She left the sandwich shop.

--

Thrusting in his married woman and thinking of the charwoman gave him the hardest orgasm he had ever experienced. He emptied twice the amount of money normally, with a lot more stochasticity, and a lot more military group. He collapsed on her wife panting.

'' That was amazing. I do n't bed what got into you but I loved it. '' she said. `` The best in a long metre. Let 's do that again soon. ``

'' I would make out to '' he replied guiltily .