He opened the door with a lopsided smile and warm brown eyes.
"You're late," he said.
"I got caught in traffic," she said. She was unsure how to continue. He opened the door wider,
"Come inside, I wanted to warm up the room but..." he shrugged his shoulders. She laughed.
The room was primitive to say the least. They had been meeting there for 15 years in a shearers hut. Things were a little more complicated in the beginning with them being in-laws. They didn't meet as often as they would have liked but circumstances made it difficult so they appreciated the time they spent together more. She knew in his own way he loved her and she him. He would never leave his wife. Even though she had left her husband and remarried happily he was still in her thoughts.
The quarters were very spartan. He had cleaned off a bench, the bench that they had fucked on many times. She had come on that bench and sometimes onto the floor. He was amazed and at first thought she had pissed herself but knew better now. She touched him, he was so warm and comfortable, although not the usual body type she was attracted to. Her husband, whom she loved very much, was bigger and hairier. They kissed, little butterfly kisses, not like the ones her and her husband shared. Her husband loved to taste her and plunged his tongue inside her mouth and her pussy whenever he got the chance. Her husband kissed, sucked and fucked with he same intensity.
This man always tasted so nice. Smelt comfortable. He had kissed her pussy once, years ago. It was a hot summer night, they had been swimming to cool down and her sister in law had said he should drive her home. Her husband was away and they had gone inside. He had pushed her to the bed and gone down on her but she never was comfortable about that. He did not seem to mind. She had never had an orgasm before that, the man she was married to then wasn't interested in her pleasure. She often wondered whether her sister in law ever guessed and sometimes thought she knew but was OK with it.
He said he was very glad to see her and missed her very much. She pushed her breasts up against him as he touched them gently, caressing them through her shirt. Her nipples sprang to attention and she pressed herself against him, harder. She started to unbutton her shirt. She wanted to feel his skin against hers. Her breasts had gotten bigger in the year since he had seen her, she was a little self conscious. She wished she was younger and not on the wrong side of forty. He watched as she unbuttoned her shirt and pushed the shirt away so he could see her breasts.
"I bought a new bra, for you," she said.
He laughed and said she didn't need to as he liked her breasts out of the bra. He felt her breasts through the bra, his hands were rough and warm but she liked them like that. They made her nipples tingle when he ran his fingers over her smooth breasts. He squeezed her nipples and she thought she would die. It was like there was a switch that was attached from her nipples to her cunt. He pushed her up against the bench and put his mouth to her nipple.
She still had the pretty lace bra on but he didn't care. He used one hand to pinch and squeeze her nipple as he nipped and bit the other one. She could feel her cunt becoming wet. He ran his tongue over the smooth curve of her breast above the bra, then kissed her neck, nipping and biting gently.
He sucked on her nipple, pulling on it with his teeth till she arched her back with pleasure. She liked that, the harder the better. Her breasts always swelled with the attentions he gave them. Sometimes she couldn't stand the feeling it was almost painful. Her husband also loved her breasts and sometimes he touched and sucked so much they were sore. Her husband would wake at night and sometimes she would wake also to feel him suckling on her breasts, ever so gently. She would become very horny and they would fuck hard. He liked to pleasure her and loved to watch her orgasm. She wished sometimes that she would wake and find this man suckling on her breasts and he would fuck her hard too.
She unbuttoned his shirt and touched his warm skin. She loved the feel of his skin, his chest and shoulders were her favourite. Especially his shoulders, the skin was always so soft and smooth. She put her mouth to his skin and kissed it gently. He was still touching her nipples, squeezing and holding her breasts in his rough hands. She wanted him to undo her bra but as usual he was hopeless so she had to do it for him. Her breasts hung free out of the bra, she was embarrassed that they had become a little saggy but he didn't care. He kept touching them, squeezing her nipples, getting harder each time, watching her face. His hands moved to her cunt, rubbing her clit through her matching undies. He smiled and said
"You're wet already. Maybe you should take them off so they don't get too wet."
"Nice try," she said with a smile.
She could feel the hardness of his cock on her leg, and wanted to feel the warmness in her cunt. He would slide in very easily and feel so good but she wanted this to last, not just a quick fuck. Her hand moved down and rubbed his cock through his undies, he had a wet patch and had closed his eyes as she touched him. She pulled down his undies and his cock sprung free, hard and hot.
He got out his camera, she wasn't sure about that. She was very self conscious about her body. She was also worried that his wife would find the photos.
"I really want something to remember," he said.