I BORROWED HIS WIFE for ANOTHER FRIDAY DATE
In my previous story: “I took HER to COSTCO and THEN FUCKED HER IN THE BACKSEAT”, I continued to tell you about my affair with “Sherry” – a fake name I use to talk about my older lover so she can’t possibly be identified.
As I sit here typing this, I’ve just come back from yet another date with Sherry. Despite the fact that she’s been cheating on her husband with me and therefore lying to her husband and her daughter about her infidelities by omission, Sherry is not a “bad person”. She’s just a very unfortunate one and I make her happy and give her a level of excitement she isn’t getting at home.
We arranged two days ago to meet up “for drinks” in the city at one of her favorite bars. Her husband expects her to be meeting up with female friends – many of whom he has met personally whom she’s invited over for dinner. But because of his health issues he’s mostly out of it. He doesn’t really care to converse with them. He’s more likely to isolate himself or be getting medical care for his degenerative neurological condition at therapy. He lets her have her time out and just expects her to take care of him at home. “Taking care” doesn’t include sex. He’s an older man and for him the physical exertion is just too much. Long story short: he isn’t meeting her sexual or emotional needs and I am.
I got there earlier than her, sat down and enjoyed a mixed drink until she arrived. The place has come off quarantine and is now allowing inside and outdoor dining. They don’t even bother trying to rush you out, but they charge full price for alcohol to ensure that they make their money from your presence. Sherry arrived a little later, she came over, we gave quick hug and then sat at the bar. Prior to her arriving there, there were two women sitting at the bar – probably just friends – and they watched her as she came in to sit with me, probably trying to guess our relationship. A jealous look on their faces. Women hate seeing other women with a man when they don’t have one.
So anyway…we ordered food, we sat, we chatted and talked and we generally had a fun date just like we always do. Nothing out of the ordinary happened. She was her regular self and I was my regular self. We chatted about work gossip at her office, things going on in our families and some politics. Totally engrossed in each other, totally enjoying the entire time. We had a few drinks and the sun slowly went down. We were there for 4 hours or so. Every time they locked at us as if they wanted us to hurry up and leave, we’d order something new to try. It was just a great time we were sharing.
Naturally it came time to leave. I paid the bill, she left them a tip and we quickly got up to leave after paying and make our way to the parking lot. As we made our way away from the prying eyes of others we became more physical – holding hands and light rubbing, which we try not to do when others are around to ensure we never get ***** on or gossiped about. It’s a secret that we keep private. We don’t text message each other, talk on the phone or do anything else that could be easily intercepted or scrutinized.
We piled into the backseat of the car and I adjusted the seat to recline. She very aggressively straddled me and started to kiss and hug me. Her fingers were literally digging into me and she was tongue kissing me. She was even more aggressive than usual – racing to get my penis up and over my shorts – grasping the shaft with her hand with a bit of a jerking motion. I got hard almost immediately. She hiked up her skirt and inserted myself into her vagina without even bothering to take her panties off. She felt the fullness of it inside and then quickly went back to kissing me and holding me by my shoulders as she started to quickly grind her hips.
If I keep using adverbs mentioning “speed”, it’s because she absolutely was overly aggressive and hornier than normal. She ground her hips into my pelvis and squeezed my dick with her insides. She was physically smaller than me and her pussy was tight as usual. Moister than usual. I whispered to her: “damn baby, you are fucking horny tonight”. She replied to me: “yeah honey I wanna cum on your cock”. “I haven’t been fucked since last time we hung out and I’ve been thinking about your dick all that time”
As her hips continued bucking and ruff grinding, I started to squeeze her breasts through her shirt, but she more quickly pulled up her shirt and held my hand against her heart and left breast. “I’m COMING BABY…I’M FUCKING COMING BABY….O FUCK” She tilts her head back and squeezes my hand and then stops the ruff grinding and then I feel her legs starting to twitch. She tells me” don’t move – don’t move”….closes her eyes and I can feel her insides squeezing my dick while her pussy juices were literally moistening my lap. Grunting, groaning and some moaning. She exhaled loudly, tilts her head forward and then slumps against me.
This woman literally used my dick to make herself cum and she did it in what must have been less than a minute from insertion.
This was the very definition of a “quick fuck”.
The length of my dick was completely wet with that thick, viscous vagina lube and the inside of the car literally smelled like her pussy.
For a little while she just wanted to kiss and be held and then she was ready to go again.
I had her slide up and down while I held and squeezed her body parts– alternating between her feet, her breasts and her thighs until I felt myself getting ready to shoot.
I loved every single curve of her body. She dresses somewhat conservatively, but her clothes hide pure woman. She’s got thick hips, not much belly, and thick boobs with an hourglass figure. I rocked her in my lap as I thrusted and grinded my dick head inside her. I felt myself ready to climax and told her “I’m cumin baby, Kiss me” and she quickly gave me a deep throat kiss as I dug my fingers into her.
I felt that hot jizz leave my body and splash up against the inside of her undulating walls.
We embraced a bit more as the orgasms subsided and then we fixed our clothes and made our ways home.
Yet another secret meeting gone perfectly.
As I sit here typing this, I’ve just come back from yet another date with Sherry. Despite the fact that she’s been cheating on her husband with me and therefore lying to her husband and her daughter about her infidelities by omission, Sherry is not a “bad person”. She’s just a very unfortunate one and I make her happy and give her a level of excitement she isn’t getting at home.
We arranged two days ago to meet up “for drinks” in the city at one of her favorite bars. Her husband expects her to be meeting up with female friends – many of whom he has met personally whom she’s invited over for dinner. But because of his health issues he’s mostly out of it. He doesn’t really care to converse with them. He’s more likely to isolate himself or be getting medical care for his degenerative neurological condition at therapy. He lets her have her time out and just expects her to take care of him at home. “Taking care” doesn’t include sex. He’s an older man and for him the physical exertion is just too much. Long story short: he isn’t meeting her sexual or emotional needs and I am.
I got there earlier than her, sat down and enjoyed a mixed drink until she arrived. The place has come off quarantine and is now allowing inside and outdoor dining. They don’t even bother trying to rush you out, but they charge full price for alcohol to ensure that they make their money from your presence. Sherry arrived a little later, she came over, we gave quick hug and then sat at the bar. Prior to her arriving there, there were two women sitting at the bar – probably just friends – and they watched her as she came in to sit with me, probably trying to guess our relationship. A jealous look on their faces. Women hate seeing other women with a man when they don’t have one.
So anyway…we ordered food, we sat, we chatted and talked and we generally had a fun date just like we always do. Nothing out of the ordinary happened. She was her regular self and I was my regular self. We chatted about work gossip at her office, things going on in our families and some politics. Totally engrossed in each other, totally enjoying the entire time. We had a few drinks and the sun slowly went down. We were there for 4 hours or so. Every time they locked at us as if they wanted us to hurry up and leave, we’d order something new to try. It was just a great time we were sharing.
Naturally it came time to leave. I paid the bill, she left them a tip and we quickly got up to leave after paying and make our way to the parking lot. As we made our way away from the prying eyes of others we became more physical – holding hands and light rubbing, which we try not to do when others are around to ensure we never get ***** on or gossiped about. It’s a secret that we keep private. We don’t text message each other, talk on the phone or do anything else that could be easily intercepted or scrutinized.
We piled into the backseat of the car and I adjusted the seat to recline. She very aggressively straddled me and started to kiss and hug me. Her fingers were literally digging into me and she was tongue kissing me. She was even more aggressive than usual – racing to get my penis up and over my shorts – grasping the shaft with her hand with a bit of a jerking motion. I got hard almost immediately. She hiked up her skirt and inserted myself into her vagina without even bothering to take her panties off. She felt the fullness of it inside and then quickly went back to kissing me and holding me by my shoulders as she started to quickly grind her hips.
If I keep using adverbs mentioning “speed”, it’s because she absolutely was overly aggressive and hornier than normal. She ground her hips into my pelvis and squeezed my dick with her insides. She was physically smaller than me and her pussy was tight as usual. Moister than usual. I whispered to her: “damn baby, you are fucking horny tonight”. She replied to me: “yeah honey I wanna cum on your cock”. “I haven’t been fucked since last time we hung out and I’ve been thinking about your dick all that time”
As her hips continued bucking and ruff grinding, I started to squeeze her breasts through her shirt, but she more quickly pulled up her shirt and held my hand against her heart and left breast. “I’m COMING BABY…I’M FUCKING COMING BABY….O FUCK” She tilts her head back and squeezes my hand and then stops the ruff grinding and then I feel her legs starting to twitch. She tells me” don’t move – don’t move”….closes her eyes and I can feel her insides squeezing my dick while her pussy juices were literally moistening my lap. Grunting, groaning and some moaning. She exhaled loudly, tilts her head forward and then slumps against me.
This woman literally used my dick to make herself cum and she did it in what must have been less than a minute from insertion.
This was the very definition of a “quick fuck”.
The length of my dick was completely wet with that thick, viscous vagina lube and the inside of the car literally smelled like her pussy.
For a little while she just wanted to kiss and be held and then she was ready to go again.
I had her slide up and down while I held and squeezed her body parts– alternating between her feet, her breasts and her thighs until I felt myself getting ready to shoot.
I loved every single curve of her body. She dresses somewhat conservatively, but her clothes hide pure woman. She’s got thick hips, not much belly, and thick boobs with an hourglass figure. I rocked her in my lap as I thrusted and grinded my dick head inside her. I felt myself ready to climax and told her “I’m cumin baby, Kiss me” and she quickly gave me a deep throat kiss as I dug my fingers into her.
I felt that hot jizz leave my body and splash up against the inside of her undulating walls.
We embraced a bit more as the orgasms subsided and then we fixed our clothes and made our ways home.
Yet another secret meeting gone perfectly.
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