Every year in late summer or early fall, my wife, her sisters, and mother go on a little vacation together, nothing crazy like the Bahamas or even out of our home state, Wisconsin, but far enough to be away. They typically rent a small cabin or condo on a lake for three or four days. I've always loved the stories my wife would tell me about some guy or guys that would hang around them when they were out listening to a band or having some drinks.

We have been married for over thirty years, so we have complete trust in each other. For many years now, I've really been turned on by some of my wife's stories about guys hitting on her and flirting with her. My wife is 5'7" and about 165 pounds, shoulder-length light brown hair, pretty blue eyes, 36D, and a nice behind. Any chance that I get, I encourage her to flirt back with these guys and see just how far they try to go.

On a recent vacation, the girls were joined by a group of three guys. She sent me a picture of them all having some drinks and listening to a band at an outdoor venue. I, of course, asked if either of them had tried to make a pass at her. She told me that one of them had, but nothing too aggressive. I encouraged her to see if she could get him to ask her to dance or maybe move into the crowd to get closer to the band. I was hoping she'd text back that one of the guys felt her ass, but sadly that did not happen. She did text me that she thinks she saw one of them taking a good look. While it was quite exciting that maybe she'd get felt up a little, nothing really happened.

The next year, things changed a little. They got their little place on a lake, just a few doors down from the same venue that had the band the previous year. It was early fall in Wisconsin, but unseasonably warm. They were once again listening to a band outdoors. My wife made her way to the bar for a refill. As she waited for her drink, she felt a tap on her shoulder. When she turned to see who it was, the guy about her age said, "I think we went to High School together."

Sensing that she didn't recognize him, he said, "it's me, Tim. You know, Tiny Tim."

Hearing that, she immediately knew who he was and replied, "Oh my gosh, I do remember you. I have to admit, I never really liked our other classmates that gave you that nickname and picked on you."

"As I recall," he said, "you were one of the only ones who didn't call me Tiny Tim and told others to stop. I never got to thank you for that. So, Thank you." He gave her a warm hug.

My wife said, "I am here with my sisters and mom, are you here with anyone?"

He quickly replied, "Nope, I am here alone on a week-long business trip. Only a couple of days left before I head back home. I just have a small one-bedroom apartment, I am on the road most of the time."

"So you aren't married, what about a girlfriend?"

"Nope, neither, just don't have time for either right now."

"I'd really like to catch up with what you have been up to since High School. Maybe we can take a walk down by the water."

"I don't want to take you away from your family, but thanks for the offer."

"They are right over here, come on, I'll let them know who you are and that we are going to get away from the loud band so we can actually talk."

His face lit up as he said, "Okay, as long as I am not stealing you away."

My wife led Tim over to the table, introduced him as a high school classmate, and that they were going to walk down by the water to catch up a little. My wife's sisters and mom told her that if they weren't at the table when she got back, they probably walked back to the cabin. It was only a few buildings away. Tim assured them that he'd make sure she got home safely.

Being as unseasonably warm as it was, my wife was wearing a knee-length sundress, bra, panties, and flip-flops. Tim was in khaki shorts and a polo shirt. The two of them walked along the water and talked for an hour before coming to a little bench overlooking the lake. They sat down together, still chatting away.

At one point in the conversation, Tim turned to my wife saying, "I have to tell you something."

Seeing my wife flinch a little, he continued, "No, no, it's nothing bad. It's just that I had such a huge crush on you back in High School. I just couldn't get the courage up to tell you and ask you out. I know you are happily married now, but thank you for spending this time with me. It means a lot to me."

My wife replied, "That is so sweet, Tim. Thank you." She leaned over, kissed him on the cheek, and gave him a big hug. As they held onto each other, Tim kissed her neck as he gently rubbed up and down her back. She didn't pull back, so he kissed her neck again and again. Still no apprehension, so he gently kissed up to her ear. She pulled back only slightly, to look him in the eyes, then leaned in and kissed him on the lips. Their lips locked in a passionate, deep kiss. Their tongues jousting in each other's mouths. Tim lowered one hand down her back coming to rest on her ass, gently squeezing it.

He moved his hand from her ass down her thigh to the bare skin below the bottom of her dress. He caressed her soft skin, then slowly moved his hand up her side until he brushed against the side of her breast. He cupped her breast, rubbing his thumb over her hard nipple. She moaned as he gently pinched her nipple between his thumb and finger. Her hand was on his chest, then she slowly lowered it, down over his stomach to the bulge waiting inside his khakis. She rubbed his hard cock, realizing it was at least seven inches long and decently thick.

Knowing that they couldn't go much further, they finally stopped kissing and fondling each other. Tim said, "We should really get you back to your family."

They stood and hugged again. My wife said, "Um, you probably don't want to go back with that bulge in your shorts. Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Could I rub it against your beautiful ass or is that too much to ask? When it is close, I can point it into the woods to cum."

My wife grabbed Tim's hand and led him off the path they were on, behind a large tree. She faced the tree and bent over a little, sticking her ass back at Tim.

"It is partly my fault, so Okay," she said.

Tim moved behind her, pressing his fully hard cock against her ass. He rubbed it up and down a few times, then lifted the back of her dress and pressed against her panties. Again he rubbed up and down enjoying my wife's hot ass. After a few minutes, he stepped back a bit, unbuttoned and unzipped his khakis, freeing his hard seven-inch cock. He touched the tip of his bare cock against my wife's bare skin just off the edge of her panties. He rubbed her bare skin with his cock for a while before moving back to her panty-covered ass. He grabbed his cock with one hand and rubbed the tip hard against her panties, between her ass cheeks. Lower and lower he guided the tip of his cock until he could feel the heat from her pussy. He press forward, his cock sliding over my wife's pussy, only covered with her thin panties. He rocked his hips back and forth, his cock always in contact with her pussy. His hands slid up her sides to her shoulders. He slid her dress off her shoulders enough to pull down the front of her dress, exposing her tits. His hands engulfed her 36d tits, tweaking her nipples as he continued to dry hump her.

His pace was quickening and both knew he was getting close to cumming. He whispered into her ear, "Can I cum on your ass?"

She nodded and said, "Yes, but try not to get any on my dress."

He slid his cock from rubbing against her crotch and slid the back of her panties down, exposing her ass. He directed the tip of his cock between her hot ass cheeks, rubbing up and down frantically. He was about to cum and lunged forward, his cock sliding between her ass cheeks and toward her pussy. His first shot of cum landed fully on the crotch of her panties. He pulled back, blasting another shot of cum between her ass cheeks. He guided his cock lower between her cheeks again, unloading a third, fourth, and fifth spurt of cum directly on her tight little rosebud. Finally, he was spent. He pressed his cock against her ass again, this time sliding easily down between her cheeks, the tip of his spent cock getting closer and closer to her married pussy. She felt the tip of his cock stop right at the entrance to her pussy.

He pulled back, reaching for his khakis.

"You are such a hot woman, you have a lucky husband."

"Thanks, Tim. What am I supposed to do with my panties now? They are soaked."

"My place is right over there, we could wash them up quick. Then I can walk you home."

Tim watched as my wife bent over to take off her panties. She knew he was watching, so stayed bent over letting him get a good look at her aroused, wanton and married pussy. She watched as he reached toward her, two fingers rubbing her wet pussy, then slowly slipping them into her.

"We better get back to your place and get these washed," she said as she tossed her cum soaked panties to him. He caught them, the stuffed them into his khakis around his cock. "That should be a safe place for them." he smiled.

They were a very short distance from where he was staying. He unlocked the door and allowed my wife to enter first, his eyes glued to the gentle sway of my wife's ass. Once inside, he locked the door and showed her briefly around the main room. "Have a seat. I'll get these washed up," he said as he unbuttoned and unzipped his khakis grabbing her soaked panties.

She watched Tim the entire time, from unzipping his shorts to washing up her panties in the kitchen sink. She sat on the couch waiting for him. He hung her panties in front of a fan to dry, then asked if she'd like anything to drink. "Wine if you have something dry," she replied.

He opened a bottle and poured two glasses, then joined her on the couch. My wife turned sideways on the couch, one leg bent in front of her and the other foot on the floor. Sitting the way she was in her dress and no panties gave Tim a complete view of her pussy, but at this point, she did not care.

As they chatted and sipped their wine, Tim had a tough time not staring at my wife's exposed pussy. My wife reached out, touching his arm saying, "it's okay, I have never done anything like this before, but I feel very comfortable with you." She did notice the bulge starting to return to his shorts and said, "maybe you should unbutton and unzip your shorts too. That will make us even." Tim did not hesitate. After undoing his shorts, he moved his cock to a more comfortable position, which happened to be pointing up towards his stomach.

My wife moved her hand from his arm to his mostly hard cock, gently running her fingertips up and down his growing hardness. She closed her hand gently around him and began to stroke him up and down. Tim's eyes closed as he leaned back, totally enjoying my wife's hand. He raised his hips slightly and pushed his shorts to the floor. My wife set her wine on the table and leaned forward, still stroking his cock. Tim moaned as her tongue circled around his swollen cock head. Her lips parted, taking a couple inches of his throbbing meat into her mouth. Slowly, she began to take more and more of his cock into her mouth. She slid her hand down, cupping and fondling his balls.

At this point, she was kneeling on the couch, her mouth and tongue working over his cock. He slid one hand down the back of her dress, expertly unhooking her bra, then slid his hand down the front of her dress finding her tits swinging freely. He groped her tits and rubbed her nipples, but she never stopped sucking his cock. He finally stopped her and asked, "would you rub my cock between your tits?" She stood in front of him and slowly lowered her dress, sliding it to the floor. He sat forward, sucking and gently pulling on her nipples, both hands reached behind her, grabbing her ass. He groped her ass and sucked on her tits for a while, then leaned back on the couch, waiting for her tits to engulf his cock. She knelt between his spread legs and pressed her tits around his cock. He immediately started thrusting his hips, fucking her tits. He could feel his balls starting to tense up, so stopped. He looked my wife in the eyes saying, "I want to fuck your married little pussy so bad."

"I would love that, Tim. How do you want me?"

"I love seeing your hot ass. Would you be okay in the doggie position on the couch?"

"oh yes, my pleasure," she said as she got on all fours on the couch. Tim leaned in spreading her ass cheeks and burying his tongue in her hot, wet pussy. He flicked his tongue around, getting as deep as he could, tasting her complete arousal. He licked upward, between her ass cheeks, stopping and licking around her anus. He could still taste his cum that he shot on her ass earlier in the night. He knelt behind her on the couch, cock in his hand. Just like before, he rubbed the head of his cock between her cheeks, then between her open, wet and willing pussy lips. Slowly he pressed forward, his cock entering her willing pussy. She gasped as his big head probed inside her. He held just the tip inside her, working it in and out, then slammed the full seven inches into her. Again she moaned as his cock completely filled her married pussy. He grabbed her hips, holding her in place as he started fucking her hard. He moved his hands to her ass, spreading her cheeks apart so he could get even deeper into her married pussy. He thrust hard again, his balls slapping her clit, setting her off. She came hard on his cock, her juices dripping from his balls and running down her legs. Her pussy clamped down on his invading cock. He was starting to pull out when she yelled, "No! I want to feel you cum inside me." Not to let her down, he pushed back deep inside her and let loose with shot after shot of cum. She could feel his cum blasting against her cervix, he was so deep inside her. Just like by the tree, he gave her 5 heavy shots of cum deep in her hot, married pussy.

My wife, totally spent, put her head down on the couch, her ass still in the air, Tim's cock still buried inside her. Tim slowly slipped his spent cock from her pussy, grabbed it with one hand and rubbed the cum soaked tip up and down between her ass cheeks. Then he positioned his cock between her ass cheeks and started rubbing his full length up and down. "Your ass feels so amazing. I almost feel like I could cum again just rubbing against it."

"I don't mind, Tim, enjoy."

Tim continued rubbing the full length of his cock between her ass cheeks. He used both hands to squeeze and grope her ass, sometime spreading her cheeks apart, other times squeezing her cheeks tight against his pulsating cock. She reached back and gently fondled his balls. Soon he was cumming for the third time. He didn't cum as hard the third time, but he made sure all of his cum landed on her beautiful ass. "Damn, that was amazing! I can't thank you enough for tonight." he said, exhausted.

"Well, Tim, it was definitely my pleasure too."

They helped each other clean up, getting in a few more gropes, fondles, and licks. My wife was about to put her panties on when she said, "These will just get wet again. Why don't you just keep them and let me know when you will be here again. I will come visit and pick them up then."

"I'd love to keep them until then. A special treasure to remember you by," he beamed.

"My husband will never believe I did this but will love it. Would you take a picture with me? I want you to hold my panties so he is sure to believe me."

"Um, sure, but won't he be mad at me?"

"You don't know my husband, he's wanted me to do this for a long time now. The only thing he will be upset with is that he couldn't watch."

Tim smiled, "If I could have another night like tonight with you, he could watch us all night long. I just hope it is not a year from now."

My wife reached out and grabbed his cock, "It won't be if I have anything to say about it."

They exchanged phone numbers as he walked her home.