Sandra and I jumped apart at the sound of Alice’s voice, we couldn’t have looked more guilty if we’d tried. ‘Nothing. Nothing at all. I was just wishing Sandra a Happy New year.’ I crossed the room to hug and kiss Alice and wish her the same. She turned her face away from me at the last moment and instead of kissing her lips I kind of smudged her cheek. The air was definitely frosty. Sandra saw what was happening and step...
As I stroked into her I could feel something touching my balls everytime I pulled out. It was her idea to fuck in this field. The flowers were tall enough to hide us from view. I agreed because I was horny. It was still touching me with every stroke. It added to my pleasure as we fucked. ‘Harder.' I complied, heading to my own release. ‘Oh fuuuck,’ she sighed beneath me, squeezing my orgasm forth with her pussy. Pulling o...
She moaned softly as my index finger slid up her slick wetness. I never imagined I’d ever touch my mother like this. She moaned louder and gently shuddered. ‘Thank you, darling,’ she whispered, ‘that was wonderful. It’s been so long. Please stay with me.’ I kissed her face and tasted the salty tears. ‘He’s gone, he can’t hurt you anymore. I’m not going anywhere.’ I was hard and she was wet. We fit together like longtime l...
After our brief affair, Sandra and I reverted to being the good friends we were before. The banter between us could be construed by some as “heavy flirting” but the truth was we didn’t have to flirt with one another because the attraction between us had already been realised in the sexiest way possible. How my wife never saw it, I will never know. I would guess that she was so wrapped up in her extramarital dalliance that...
Sandra’s comment about my “playing with every club” puzzled me. Why wouldn’t I do everything that I could to make the game we were playing as much fun as possible?. I considered that she might be thinking that I was trying to show her how good a lover I can be with the idea of making our relationship something more long term. I concluded that she could be right. My marriage was in trouble before Sandra and I hooked up, bu...
After the events of yesterday and with the prospect of more to come, I was excited and anxious for the courier to deliver the new pump for Sandra’s washer. The previous evening my wife had inquired about what I had got up to all day. I told her about my escapades with Sandra next door, leaving out the adultery bit of course. ‘You are such a sweetheart,’ she said, giving me a peck on the cheek, ‘looking out for the lonely...
My entire career as an engineer was spent at sea. I am retired now but at the time of the events I am writing about, I was in my early forties. I was at home on leave, and my wife was at work. Being a ship's engineer meant that I had the experience of repairing all kind of machinery, which on a ship, meant anything from the main engines to a vacuum cleaner or the galley bread maker. These skills transferred home and I was...
