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My Second Affair Part ISeveral year ago my hubby and I lost the lease on our business at the local mall. Having worked all but three days a year and missing out on a lot of sex, he told me it was time for me to have some fun. What kind of fun? The kind he thought I would enjoy with someone else. Another man? That was exactly what he meant. We talked about it and I admitted that I would not object to having sex with someone else. Hubby was and still is fantastic in satisfying my needs but a lot of our sexual actitivites involved us fantasizing about me being fucked by other men. We had our favorites – my boss when I was a waitress, the manager of one of the places in the food court, other guys we knew and then there was Stan. Stan worked at the mall over a lot of years as a contractor and often came to our place to eat. A very attractive guy, he was friendly and outgoing from the beginning and, as my hubby used to flirt with some of the women at the mall, I used to flirt with the guys. With Stan I always seemed to go a little overboard. He had asked me out quite a few times but I never accepted. We did have lunch or dinner a lot in the food court but that was the extent of it. Hubby used to tell me that I might be passing up something I might regret later. Once we lost out lease and the decision for me to see someone else was made, it was a matter of who I would like to have an affair with. Stan’s name was one the first we mentioned and easily made it to the top of the list. But how we would go about it needed to be worked out. Since he and my hubby were friends afte so many years he said he would take care of it. He went to the mall and finally had a chance to meet with him privately. In short order Stan told my hubby that he was in fact serious in the past about taking me out on a date but did not pursue it as hard as he wished, not wanting to ruin our relationship with each other. Given the chance to date me, Stan was more than willing. The key to canlı bahis having a relationship with me was discretion and Stan understood completely. The following Friday night Stan picked me up at our house and we headed to a town a few miles away for dinner and dancing. The dancing part I was really excited about as my hubby is not much of a dancer. Hubby knew I would not be coming home that night if everything went well. We spent most of the evening just talking and dancing. I said nothing when we slow danced and his hand rested on my ass. As the hour got late I asked him if he was ready to go. Where did I want to go? I told him that it might be nice if I could see his place. He had a house in the country and lived alone. I think that is when he realized that going on a date with me would include more than dinner and dancing. We sat on his couch and he made us a drink. I think he was a nervous as I was and the ice needed to be broken. I took a sip of my drink then looked him in the eyes. Moments later we were kissing each other. I took one of his hands and placed in on my thighs. He took over from there. His hand worked its way up under my skirt and up to my pussy. He could feel my panties were already a little wet. I let him rub me for a bit then I reached down to what was becoming a bulge in his pants. With one hand massaging his cock through his pants and with his help my other hand and his loosened his belt and lowered his zipper. The next thing lowered was his pants down to his knees. I leaned over and he felt my breath mere inches away from his cock. I eased my tongue out of my mouth and began to lick the head. My first taste of his cock was from some precum that was already oozing out. If I was not already horny that sealed the deal. Lowering my head his cock slowly began to disappear inside my mouth. I felt his hands roaming through my hair as my head bobbed slowly up and down. His hard cock was needing more than my mouth and my pussy certainly bahis siteleri was up for some hard cock. He finally gently lifted my head off his cock and we stood up facing each other, our hands removing out clothes. He led me into his bedroom and laid me on the bed, my legs hanging over the edge and wide apart. Kneeling down between my legs I felt his mouth and tongue kissing and licking their way up to my hot spot. For the first time in many years I felt the pleasure of another man eating my pussy. And he was damn good at it. So good I had to almost beg him to fuck me. When he stood up I had to have at least a little more taste of his cock before he eased it inside me. It throbbed in my mouth and I wanted it throbbing in my pussy. I pulled him back down on the bed and spread my legs once more. He grabbed his cock in his hand and rubbed it all over my pussy. I knew it would soon be inside me when he began to rub it in between the lips of my pussy. My pussy opened to accept the head of his cock then held my breath as he slowly eased inch after inch into me. With his cock fully in me I wrapped my legs around him, grinding my body against his. I could take no more. The first words out of my mouth since that drink were “Fuck me!”. Both of us anxious to come but wanting to enjoy the union of our bodies, he began a slow rhytmic fuck. It was enough to get my juices flowing. Urging him to fuck me just a little harder and faster I soon coated his cock with my pussy juices. As my first orgasm began to subside he picked up the pace. That first orgasm was the beginning of a much longer and stronger one. Except for a few moans and groans uttered almost in a whisper we enjoyed what we were doing. Then at almost the same instant we knew we needed to satisy each other more. Harder and faster our bodies collided until we both exploded. I have had more than my share of orgasms but having one with Stan seemed to be more erotic and exciting. A feeling of relief came over güvenilir bahis both of us. Not just from sexual standpoint but cementing the beginning of a relationship. It felt like we had been together longer than just one evening. We relaxed together on the bed for a while then headed outside. Not having any nieghbors within miles and it being such a wonderful fall evening we did not bother to put anything on. We chatted for about half an hour about almost nothing then he went behind me and held me in his arms. His cock had begun to stiffen again as it rubbed up against me. It just seemed natural to assume the position. I leaned over a table for him to take me once more. Hubby and I had fucked on our front porch a few times but had to be careful. Here there were no worries. My first actual moonlight fuck. His slipped his cock inside my still wet pussy with a little less finesse than the first time. My pussy welcomed it. Still in the basics of our relationship and not wanting to sour it with dirty talk, we simply encouraged each other. I love being taken from behind, having a cock in my pussy as a man’s eyes gaze upon my ass. Two orgams later and taking a lot more time I felt the second load of his come being deposited in my body. I think I shocked him when after he eased his cock out of my I turned around and knelt down, cleaning his cock with my mouth. I had planned on waking him up the next morning with a blow job but my pussy wanted more action. What began as me wanting to thank him for a fantastic evening ended up with my pussy taking yet a third load of cum from him. We got dressed and he took me out to breakfest and then return my to my husband. He was glad things went as well as they did. Before he left we made another date for the following weekend. For the next six months or so we saw each other once or twice a week. Mostly at his place but a few times at my house when my hubby would be gone for the day. It was kind of weird the first time fucking another man in our bed but I got used to it. We had been together about six months and my birthday was coming up. Stan and my husband had a special surprise for me. Guess I’ll cover that in Part II.
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