Stacey ( my married woman ) and myself had a good sex lifespan, but after 15 years it became a piddling predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower bath before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes with child as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she's 5'7"and although at 36 she has never shed the sister weight of having a pair of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and heavy nipple firm.

Over the stopping point 15 eld we have grown together, both in spirit as mortal mates and sexually. At 42 I'm honest-to-goodness and feature certainly had more experience. She is trusting and open minded, virtually new matter she has tried with me, she has enjoyed and gone on to recrudesce. Sex indoors, sex open, making sexual love, fucking like animals, some jolty play, dressing up, we've occur a retentive way together. But recently things had gone off the boil, the UK covid lockdown didn't assistant, Stacey, me and the Thomas Kid were cooped up together for a long full point, limit privacy and working from home consuming us, probably made defective for me as my masturbating chance were also reduced.

As the lockdown restrictions were eased and sealed sports and usage were allowed again, I got out walking and kayaking, whereas Stacey got back on the golf course of action at every opportunity, where she is very established ( playing off a baulk of 5 ). She played 2 or 3 times a week with her friend Amy, who roped her into entering a assorted completion. Stacey eagerly told me about the comp coming up in 6 month and that she would be playing with Gary and Tony. Tony was new to me, an average player and someone making the numbers up. Gary I knew from way back, an first-class golfer and a bit of a ladies man. Despite knowing this, I didn't say anything, I'm not the envious eccentric and have never had causal agent to be. Of the 2-3 rounds a week, Stacey and Amy played, Gary and Tony joined them, but again as they were playing as a 4, I didn't worry unduly.

One week Stacey had played on the Monday and was due to play again on the Wednesday, going back to the signaling I usually read before sex, she showered before bed on Tuesday Night, Stacey came to bed smelling lovely and me waiting in bed with a hard on in expectation, however when I made an advance she said not tonight, I'm tired. This not only frustrated me, but got me thinking ‘ wow, she always responds to me in the same circumstances ’, the fall out day she was pick up for golf, Amy picks her up so I then have our car to ferry the kids about. Whilst Stacey was out golfing, I took the kids to the store to prefer what they wanted for dinner party. I bumped into Amy's mum, we made a bit of small lecture, before she said ‘ I'm glad Stacey hasn't had to miss her golf game ?'and ‘ that it was nice that Gary had something to take his thinker of his recent interval ’. When I looked teasing, she explained what with Amy isolating at home because of covid, it was skillful that the former could still play. I nodded, smiled politely and we parted.

I then started to enquire why Stacey hadn't told me and began to mean things, I got myself in a pickle wondering if Stacey was having an affair, but was able to cut things and put my thoughts down to petty green-eyed monster, after all Tony was there to cock block Gary. Strangely though, with the mix of emotions I'd been feeling, I was quite turned on by my dirty mind wrongly thinking what my married woman was up to. With my dirty mind getting the effective of me, I shut myself away from the small fry in the lavatory and wanked myself furiously at the thought my wife being fucked o the golf line by Gary, Tony even joined my fancy at one point as I imagined her being bent over in the woods by both men, using her and leaving her full phase of the moon of cum. I came pail myself at the intellection. Immediately afterwards I was overcome by guilt and choler at myself for being turned on by such mentation. I pushed all that to the back of my mind and went downstairs, to prep the Kyd evening dinner, which I served before jumping in the cascade upstairs in the en-suite.

After dismissing my kinky sentiment, I was getting dry, I heard the front door go, I thought to myself, ‘ Stacey's home, don't be an arsehole or weird about her not telling you ’. When I came out of the en-suite mo later, I startled Stacey who must stimulate rushed straight upstairs, she had already taken her shirt and bra off and was just stood in her golf game shorts. She looked hot and flustered and was surprised to see me come out of the en-suite. She mumbled something about being sweaty and needing a cascade. I complemented her, saying she looked very fine to me, to which she blushed. I moved over to her and went to hold her a osculation and a hug, she turned away to avoid this, which was very out of character. I then nuzzled into her neck, she shuddered and responded by lifting her arm behind her and around me, pulling me into her cervix. I left one arm around her neck and massaged her tits, each one in turn, they still bewilder me, just over a handful each, but as pert today as they were 15 years ago. Her mamilla always stand up with she's aroused and right now they were on end. We enjoyed this sensual moment, before my script began wandering down to her shorts. Stacey snapped out of the instant, saying"reach me a minute, I'll want a quick shower ”, I said not a chance as I firmly pulled her neck back to me, take my left hand around her pharynx softly, turning her capitulum to the side so I could kiss her neck, simultaneously to this, I pushed my right deal down into her short pants, my hand brushed against lace. Stacey half protested again that she needed a cascade, I said not a opportunity as you were wearing some of your gracious panty. I thought, this was quite strange as she only wore her nice underwear on particular occasions.

I rubbed her kitty through the lacy scanty, as I pulled down her short pants with my other hand. I was surprised at how wet she already was, but put that Down to have been golfing on a hot day for 4 hour. I was pleasantly surprised to find the pantie were new to me, a lovely webbed span of hippy flip-flop. With just her step-in on, I stood behind her, proper hand rubbing her mound and my left hand back up top, alternating between her tits and cervix. I myself had only had a towel on, however, this was foresighted gone and all I had was a raging 8"hard on, which was nestling between her peg, nudging against her panty clad backside. Her one-half hearted"no, no, no"was contradicted by her trunk responding to me, pushing herself back on to my rock 'n' roll surd hammer. Maybe sensing that I wasn't going to assume n for an solvent, she panted"the kids are downstairs, so allow be quiet"before adding"and don't be making it or care about me ( making reference to me always holding off cumming until she had ), just fuck me, use me to cum in ”. This nearly made me cum where I was stood, I love her talking dirty to me, possibly because to the out of doors existence, she is so lovely, she has a in high spirits profile job and comes across as butter wouldn't melt in her mouth.

I pulled her thong down to her articulatio genus and instinctively knelt down to lick her pussy ( from the front end, from behind, sat on top, I adore oral sex ), she hissed"NO, just fuck me ”, but as she was tentatively balanced, stood up, but with her panties around her articulatio genus, I gave her a light thrust forward onto the bed and was rewarded by a sodden and strangely reddened looking twat, framed between her bum, peg and lacy panty. This was a target I couldn't resit, I dived into her, spit straight in, nose nuzzled against her arse, it was amazing, she responded by pushing back, her purulent sass unusually pushed straight over my mouth ( her pussy usually needed a bit of work to get her fully loosened up ). Stacey was grunting, subconsciously rubbing her slit up and down my font, I had each of her hands held tightly, clamped next to my brass, which allowed me to commit her deeper onto me and didn't allow her wriggle forward. I'd been too horned up to notice the obvious signals, but the realisation suddenly hit home.

With a drumhead to the full of emotions, wrath, lust and discombobulation. I flipped her over to face me, she immediately saw the spirit on my face and looking eye to eye, she teared up and quivered"I'm so good-for-naught, I don't want to lose you"at this breaker point, with the realisation that I'd be licking sweat and spunk from my wife pussycat after she'd been unfaithful with another man, my hard on should have got gone, but it was fit to split. Not only fit to erupt, but laid upwards between Stacey and me, rubbing against her dripping pussy, with every flimsy movement. There was 10 seconds of silence, in which we never lost eye striking. Stacey laid back on the bed, me holding her legs by the ankle joint, with her sodden panties pressing firmly against my dresser. After the timelessness like mo of quiet, with one mitt Stacey pushed my pecker inside her, I couldn't believe how lubricated and quick her purulent was.

As I leant down I simultaneously thrust into her and kissed her, I whispered in her ear that I can not consider she let them fuck and cum in her and demanded that she lick every vestige of the two men off me."What, no, no, no, not two, it was just Gary, what do you guess. .."Her time was cut curt by me pushing her ramification down back to the bed, making her thong stretchability from English to face of her cheek gagging her."JUST GARY"I said"you dirty fucking slut ”, as I held her there in that office, I pistoned into her furiously, using my legs, hips and bodyweight, Stacey whimpered and muffled encouragement, after a couple of minutes she was shaking through an orgasm, before tapping me vigorously on my hip, I released her from being pinned. She immediately began talking"that was amazing, the best ”. I hooked her legs over my shoulders and carried on driving into her, using my now disembarrass men to thrust her tits and arrest her nipples."I want YOUR cum"and"I'm sorry, I really am, I love you"I cut her off again, this time by pulling her pantie off and gagging her with them. Wow they were wet, in hindsight I should ingest gouge them out over the dirty bitch.

But back to the job in hand, I said"I don't want to see I love you, I'm sorry or anything, I just want to use your dirty cum filled twat. You just lay back and enjoy, but while you do suppose very very clearly about what happens when I'm done. Because we are going to receive a talk of the town and if your 100 % honest and hide nothing, we have a fortune, but anything short of that and we are done, OK ?"She nodded her understanding, what a picture she was, her sass bulging with lace, hair all over the place, covered in stew and god knows what else.

I then did exactly what I said, I went at her with no love whatsoever, just pounding her, legs held out by the ankles one minute, over my shoulders the next. Hardly ever losing eye contact lens, I spoke obscenely to her, calling her a whore and a tramp, I said"what a dirty slut she was"to which she shook her header"of course of action you are, bringing home a pussy and lash full of another cat spunk"I said."It was a good job, your MY dirty slut"she nodded eagerly at this,"that's punter"I said. I then reached under her and uprise her bum with my custody, grinding my rooster into her. I parted her bum cheeks and started working the tip of my finger's breadth into her arse, I asked her"did you let the prick roll in the hay your arse ?"she didn't shake her head or nod at this, she mumbled something through the drip step-in. I carried on humping her whilst clenching her bum with my hands, rubbing her asshole with my finger. I clamped down with my mouth around the lacy material which was hanging out of her mouth and pulled the pantie out of her lip, she gasped and started nibbling my nipple ( she knows I love this ). I asked her again"did he hump your arse ? ”. She look up from my nipples and looked me in the eye again and said"no he didn't, he was fucking me from behind and said he wanted to but I said no, that didn't stop him pushing his thumb into my arsehole at the Same metre he growled that he was going to cum"this nearly pushed me over the edge and I could feel my pecker starting to well up. Stacey sensed the reaction in me too, adding"I liked it and by that head if he'd asked again, I'd have let him have intercourse me in the tail"I interrupted her"I'm gon na cum you dirty bitch, I'm. .."this prison term the lacy panty were used to cut my prison term curtly and gag me, covered in cum, effort, juices and saliva, Stacey pushed them into my sassing and carried on talking"I had a little orgasm quite quickly with him fucking me, must have been the novelty of fucking individual new and it being outside, but when he went from ploughing me with hands on my hips, to sticking one thumb in my bum golf hole and the other in my back talk to attract me backwards to him, the deeper slant he got into me, plus the intuitive feeling of impuissance, pushed me over the edge and a huge climax waved over me, my pussy convulsed, which pushed Gary over the sharpness and he emptied his balls into me, like a someone violently emptying a pot to insure all the contents would come out."I didn't even produce it through to the end of her cheating reminiscence, mid sentence I flushed her slit out with my cum, whilst still looking her in the eye. But now, I was laid on top of her, cock still rigid inside her, manus still clamped around her bum. My straits was over her shoulder buried into the pillow, with her used filthy underwear firmly clenched in my mouth. She then added"I came that hard, that Gary couldn't off his ovolo from by arse, I had to consciously slack up my bum and it still stung taking it out. BUT THAT fuck with you just then tops anything we've ever done. Rob, I am truly gloomy, but thank you and I do love you. We lay there panting together, for some strange reason I felt as close to her as ever and knew I still loved her. formula life resumed shortly afterwards, when we heard the kid shouting upstairs that they wanted dessert. Stacey ran to the toilet, I could see punk dripping down her legs. I threw my robe on and went downstairs .