On Saturday morning my loving husband woke me up at five AM to tell me goodbye, all decked out in his SWAT uniform, his gear bag packed, sitting in the doorway of our bedroom for a day of training and qualifications. I smiled as he told me to he'd be back as soon as he could, telling him to have fun and be safe, getting a quick soft kiss before rolling over and going back to sleep.
I woke up around six-thirty, washed my face, brushed my teeth, hair, and got dressed for an early morning walk, and left. Returning an hour later, to stretch on our back deck while the coffee was brewing.
I sat on the steps drinking my coffee in a sports bra, running shorts, and shoes watching boats racing across the lake, relaxing, not thinking about anything in particular other than the fact my children had more or less flown the coop, spending most of their weekends with college friends.
Forty-five years old, working hard to maintain my 36D-24-38 figure, at five-seven, with blonde hair, brown eyes, I was still attracting the attention of men and taking advantage of my open marriage when I chose to do so, with my husband's consent and encouragement. He was also reaping the rewards of our agreement, and our sex life was out of this world.
Our neighbor Bill, who was my husbands best friend had seen me sitting on the steps daydreaming while I finished my coffee, so he walked over to tell me good morning, and ask where my husband was at, his blue eyes sparkling with lust as I told him SWAT training day and the children staying at school all weekend.
When I asked if he had plans for the day he said he was working the two to two shift but wasn't planning to do anything otherwise. His gaze roamed my entire body from head to toe, pausing at my breasts, abdomen, crotch, and legs smiling when he saw me grinning at him.
I told him I needed a shower and to get dressed, standing up and stretching, asking if he would like to come inside and wash my back for me. He beat me to the door, holding it open saying he'd be happy to, following me through the house into the master bath where we stripped, and stepped in the shower washing, rinsing off and playing with one another. Bill has a lean muscular body, strong hands, and his long hard shaft, with its engorged head was as smooth as velvet as I stroked it, while his hands explored my body. I turned off the water, stepped out of the shower stall, handed him a towel and dried off, telling him to hurry up as I walked into my bedroom laying down on my towel waiting for him in my bed.
When he came in I sat up as he laid beside me, leaning down to kiss him caressing his chest, and stomach before wrapping my hand around his shaft stroking slowly as our tongues swirled together in a long wet kiss. When I began kissing my way down his neck, licking,and sucking his nipples, kissing his abs, and finally taking the engorged head of his cock into my mouth, sucking gently while I cupped his testicles looking up at his face he was smiling at me, and I went down taking his entire length until my lips encircled the base of his shaft working up and down as he began thrusting his hips upwards. He had one hand entangled in my damp hair, while the other was squeezing my breast, rolling my nipple between his thumb and finger. He pulled me upwards until I straddled his face holding onto the headboard as he licked, sucked, and tongue fucked me to orgasm, my juices covering his face as I ground my hips against his soft probing tongue.
I slid down his body telling him I wanted to be fucked straddling his shaft guiding him to the dripping wet entrance and impaled myself on it, feeling his smooth hardness sliding inside me. He had both hands on my breasts pinching my erect nipples, pulling them, as I rode, the headboard hitting the wall loudly as our bodies smacked against each other.
When he said he was going to cum, I took him back in my mouth and stroked him until his thick, hot, salty semen filled my mouth, swallowing every drop, continuing until he was completely done and his erection was fading. We collapsed in each other's arms kissing deeply for a while before he got up, dressed and went home, telling me he had a wonderful time, as he left.
It was a little after ten, and here I was naked laying across the bed smiling, thinking it was a very pleasant way to start my day. I got up, changed the linens, gathered all the laundry, started the washer and took another shower, this time fixing my hair and makeup, put on my jeans, and a sexy black tank top with a built-in bra, sandles and underneath my black satin thong.
While I was putting the bed linens in the dryer, and loading towels in the washer I got a text from my husband, asking how I was doing, that he loved me, and he'd be home around nine-thirty that night.
I decided to see if Bethany would like to go to lunch, do some shopping and spend the afternoon at the house with me when we finished. She texted me back saying she was with her parents, but would meet me at the house around six thirty if that was okay.
I grabbed my purse, keys, and texted my husband letting him know I was going shopping, made the thirty minute drive to the mall. I picked up a dress, some pants and a few new sexy under garments from Victoria Secrets and was window shopping when I heard a familiar voice call my name, looking around to see Mac, coming out of GNC, smiling as he walked up and gave me a big hug. He was dressed in running pants, a tight t-shirt that showed off his incredible physique, and we walked through the mall talking, and ended up having a quick lunch together. While we ate he asked what I had bought, and looked in the bag from Victoria Secrets, saying he would love to see me try them on, that after our night at the motel he was hoping we'd get together again.
