He kept sucking my asshole like a wild beast. Grunting and panting and making me groan with pleasure and ecstasy. I was bent on the kitchen table with my skirt lifted above my butts and my panties pulled down to my knees. My thighs were spread wide. He held my ass cheeks apart with his hands and his face buried deep inside my ass. His tongue was lapping up and slurping my anus as he kept on vigorously smooching it, occasionally lowering his face to lap up the droplets of cunt juice coming out of my pussy lips….. Unnnghh. He raised his pace, his voice more guttural and he was panting more heavily.
Actually my husband, Peter and I had gone to George’s house for dinner. George was Peter’s colleague. My husband had to go back to our house to get the gift that we had forgotten to bring along when we left. Our house was about half an hour’s drive away. And George’s wife, Maggie had gone to the nearby grocery store to fetch some soda.
Till today I had never met either George or his wife Maggie. He had been insisting that Peter and I visit him and have dinner with them. He was eying me since we reached his place. I was sitting on the sofa opposite to him and his wife alongside with Peter. And his eyes were as though stripping me naked and savoring me. I was wearing a pink satin skirt and blue silk top. I knew he could make out the outlines of both my bra and my panties because my top and skirt were tight fitting. That’s the way I like them. Tight. My skirt was a decent knee length. Well … a few inches above the knee that’s all, nothing too revealing. But still showing off the long legs of my slender and fit 35 year old body. I didn’t think too much of him looking at me like that as I keep getting those stares everytime I got out, either alone or with peter. Frankly I secretly enjoy it. But I have never mentioned it to peter. Its good to have men drooling over your body even though its not very young. I have never betrayed Peter during our 8 years of married life and 2 kids. But that doesn’t mean I never had any action at all! I think I have made the best of use of my body wherever and whenever I could have! But that was all before marriage. After which I never felt the need to be unfaithful. (Since I have had all the experience I wanted to before!)
Peter left after dinner and Maggie soon after that. Saying she would be back in half an hour (the grocery is downtown). I had innocently gone to kitchen just to help him with the dishes. It was while keeping the dishes on the kitchen table that he suddenly started grabbing me all over, groping and fondling my body. He had pushed me against the table with his body. I gasped and was surprised and but not in a position to do anything. He slid his hands over my breasts and on my back squeezing the flesh of my body through the fabric of skirt. He then immediately lifted up the skirt and pulled down my panties. I did not get the time or space to move away (Or should I say I wasted the time to act fast because I was awe struck by his swift actions). I could hear his hot and heavy breathing. This actually stirred me!
