When Fantasies Coincide Pt 08

The fourth year. Continued.

An interesting encounter came about due to a delay in moving house. The property we were moving to was in need of renovation before we could move in, so as the people buying our old house needed to move quickly, we rented a fully furnished house in a village some 40 miles away as a temporary stopgap. It meant that most of our furniture and other stuff had to go into temporary storage.

Tony.

We are both keen runners, although at the time I'm writing about, Jan was doing a lot more running than I. It was the Sunday morning of our second weekend in the temporary accommodation, and as I was busy catching up on some paperwork, Jan set out for a run on her own.

On her return, having been out considerably longer than usual, Jan told me she'd had sex with a farmer she met during her run. It happened like this.

Jan told me how she had been stretching herself recently, running an unfamiliar area due to our temporary living arrangements, and that day was running along the edge of a field where there was a tractor at work. Reaching the end of the field, she went through a gate and decided to run up to the top of the hill she could see ahead before turning for home. Having successfully tackled the steep hill, Jan turned and ran back down. Re-entering the tractor field, she ran onwards, much slower now following her exertion up the hill.

Concentrating on her breathing, Jan didn't notice that the tractor was now stationary near the edge of the field. As she approached, a guy jumped down and called out to her.

"Sorry, what was that? I'm not trespassing, am I? This is a public right of way, I believe."

"Yeah, no problem. I just wondered if you wanted a breather; you look whacked. You don't want to overdo it."

Jan slowed to a halt and admitted to feeling the affect of running fast up the hill.

"You look really hot," the guy said, running his eyes over Jan's body clad in a vest and shorts.

He introduced himself as Tony, while Jan wondered if he was making a pass at her with his comment about 'looking hot'.

Telling Tony her name, Jan added that she was getting her breath back now and had better get going.

"Let you get back to work."

"I've finished for the day now, so pleasure is more on my mind. You're an incredibly attractive girl, and the look and scent of your sweaty body is really getting to me."

He moved closer, and Jan told me she was torn in two. She fancied the good-looking, stockily-built guy who had densely packed curls all over his bare chest to match his head. On the other hand, being mindful of our rule about no local involvement, Jan felt she ought to move on.

"Is this your land?" Jan asked, delaying making a decision.

"Yeah, inherited from my old man. I live in the farmhouse a couple of fields over there." He waved in a vague direction.

"Alone?"

"Nah, with the wife and a couple of kids."

Tony's statement made Jan's mind up. If the guy was married, then discretion would be as important to him as it was to her. Also, of course, we were only living in the area temporarily.

Tony was right up close to her now and seemed a little diffident all of a sudden.

"Perhaps you ought to continue your run before I lose control of myself. You really turn me on."

"I'm in no hurry," Jan said, smiling at the guy. "Actually, I am rather hot; I think I'll take my top off."

In the twinkling of an eye, it was off, and she faced the flustered-looking guy in shorts and sports bra.

"Shit, you're a temptress!" Tony exclaimed, pulling his shirt off to fully reveal his muscular torso.

"So are you." Jan murmured, running her fingers through his chest hair.

Tony tried in vain to remove her sports bra until a laughing Jan told him, "I'll do it myself. You concentrate on getting those jeans off."

By the time his jeans were off, Tony having to take his boots off first, Jan had removed both the sports bra and her shorts. She stood before the guy, clad in nothing but her sweat-soaked panties.

Tony devoured her with his eyes while Jan stared at the appreciable large bulge in the front of his underpants.

"Your tits are fantastic," he told Jan, taking them in his hands. "The perfect shape and size."

He was rubbing both nipples with his thumbs when, impatience getting the better of her, Jan slipped a hand inside his underpants. Taking his hot and very erect penis in her hand, Jan cooed excitedly, "And you've got something here to please any girl!"

"Suck me off then," Tony urged, shedding his underpants in double-quick time.

My wife told me that while she licked all around the large bulbous head of Tony's penis, he gasped about how good it felt, telling her his wife didn't approve of oral sex.

Pausing in her work, Jan told Tony, "I love oral. When I've done here, you can reciprocate on my cunt."

She told me how her use of the four-letter word seemed to shock Tony.

Resuming her work, Jan took his penis into her mouth, stroking his balls while sucking it. Tony was practically hysterical by this time and suddenly pulling back, he pushed Jan down on the grass, yanked her panties down and off, and plunged his face between her thighs. Probing her cunt with his tongue, he located Jan's clitoris and set to work.

Tony might not have had much experience of oral sex due to his wife's dislike of the practice, Jan told me, but he was very good at it, taking her to a series of convulsive orgasms.

Raising his face, Tony stared at Jan's cunt, saying how great it looked and tasted.

"Particularly the taste. Your hot and sweaty body odour is a real turn-on," he told Jan before moving on top of her.

Driving his penis into her, Tony kissed my wife on the lips before settling into a steady rhythm.

With Tony's big penis driving in and out of her, my wife clung to the guy happily. Despite his overexcited state, Tony managed to control himself long enough for Jan to experience orgasm just before he came.

Collapsing on top of her, breathing heavily, Tony told her it had been fantastic.

Perhaps not surprisingly, he wanted to see her again, but Jan prevaricated, telling Tony she'd have to think about it. She promised though that if she ran the same route next Sunday and he was about, "Well, who knows what might happen?"

With that, they parted company.

After listening to my wife's tale about her escapade with Tony, I told her that I didn't see any reason why she shouldn't meet him again. Discretion wouldn't be a problem, as Jan had told him nothing about herself other than her name and that she married. Also, we would be leaving the rented house in a few months, so the chance of her running into Tony at a later date was remote, to say the least.

Jan kissed me passionately, pleased to be given permission as it were, to continue her fun and games with the good-looking, well-endowed farmer. Breaking from the kiss, Jan teased me that her lips had been 'around Tony's cock less than an hour before.'

A week later, the weather being fine, Jan set off to run the same route as last Sunday. Once again, Jan was out much longer than she would have been for a normal run, so when she did eventually return, I knew what to expect.

My wife had, of course, had sex with Tony. A much longer session this time, as she had run straight to the place where the encounter had happened a week earlier and found him waiting.

This time, he led her away from the public bridleway to a corner of the adjacent field, which was partially screened by a belt of trees. It was there they indulged in a lengthy bout of lovemaking, including much oral sex, and during which Tony fucked my wife twice.

While they dressed, Tony told her of a derelict farmhouse and buildings on the outskirts of the next field and, indicating a gap in the hedge, suggested they meet at the barns if the weather was wet. He also pointed out a road running close to the derelict farmhouse and told Jan she'd be able to drive there if the need arose. Tony obviously took it for granted their liaison would continue.

Well, I had no objection. In fact, a regular, but short-lived, affair between Tony and my wife was fine by me, so when he asked Jan if it would be possible to meet some evenings, I actively encouraged her to do so.

I spend Thursday evenings at the bowls club, so if Jan met him then, she wouldn't have to dream up some lie about my whereabouts.

And so the affair flourished, with my wife soon meeting Tony for sex two or three evenings a week, plus Sunday mornings.

I never tired of hearing about her activities with Tony. Each time she returned from having sex with him, my wife would undress so that I could inspect her body, the body another guy had enjoyed a little earlier, and sometimes spotted signs of their lovemaking.

With a voracious sexual appetite and knowing their affair would only be short-term, Tony wanted to see more and more of her. With the frequency of their meetings creeping up imperceptibly, I was shocked to realise that Tony was fucking my wife almost every day!

A situation that continued right up to the end of our stay in the rented house and didn't lessen even when Jan started having sex with another guy, Caleb, who is the subject of the following story.

Caleb. Twenty-two.

The next interesting encounter occurred about six weeks before our time at the rented house came to an end and actually overlapped with Tony!

Caleb was a young window cleaner who, unbeknownst to us, was contracted to clean the windows of our temporary residence every four weeks. His earlier visits must have coincided with Saturdays when we were out, as we had no knowledge of him until the incident I'm about to relate.

It was a Saturday morning, and I was working on some papers in a small room at the rear of the house, which is why I was unaware of the window cleaner arriving and starting work at the front.

Having completed the ground floor windows at the front of the house, and with me at the rear still oblivious of his presence, the window cleaner put his ladder up to the bedroom window sill. Climbing up, he arrived at the top just as Jan entered the bedroom, naked but for the towel she was drying herself with following a shower. Seeing the guy's face at the window, Jan instinctively wrapped the towel around herself. Then, seeing the guy staring at her, she impulsively opened the towel and completed the drying process, aware of him watching open-mouthed.

Throwing the towel aside, Jan turned her naked body to fully face the guy, who had forgotten all about cleaning windows by this time, it seemed!

She decided to dress, but very slowly and starting with stockings and suspenders, which she hadn't actually intended wearing that day. Aware that the young guy was staring intently at her, Jan fastened the suspender belt around herself and then perched on the end of the bed to slowly put her stockings on. The end of the bed faced the window, and she made a point of spreading her legs while rolling a stocking up each leg in turn. Jan told me she really enjoyed seeing the effect her body was having on the guy.

Next was her bra, and again acting impulsively, she approached the window and asked the guy to fasten it for her. Turning her back to him, Jan heard the window opening and then felt his fingers on her back, fumbling a little as he fastened her bra.

Collecting her panties from the bed, Jan turned to fully face her watcher at the window before putting them on very, very slowly.

"I think you've seen enough for now, don't you? You'd better get on with your work."

Selecting a short black dress, Jan left the bedroom before putting it on.

Joining me in the back room, my wife related the episode to me, and when she told me she really fancied the young, good-looking black guy, I knew what I had to do. (The fact of Jan having had sex with Tony the previous evening and would do so again on Sunday morning, didn't enter my head at that point!)

Completing his work, the window cleaner rang the doorbell, wanting a signature on his work sheet. When I opened the door, I saw a look of disappointment on his face. While I was signing his paperwork, Jan came to the door and remarked to the guy that he must be feeling disappointed to find she wasn't alone.

"You needn't be disappointed; my husband likes to watch me having fun," Jan told the guy, who looked even more confused.

Suggesting he come inside, I told the window cleaner our names, and he introduced himself as Caleb. The twenty-two-year-old was actually a student, helping out on his father's window cleaning business at weekends to earn a bit of cash. The family originally came from Trinidad. Of course, I didn't learn all this at the time, but over the next few weeks, because Caleb became a regular visitor to our rented accommodation.

Anyway, recovering from his initial shock on realising what Jan was proposing, namely having sex with her while I watched, Caleb relaxed and asked if he could wash his hands and freshen up a bit first. Taking him upstairs, I pointed Caleb in the direction of the bathroom and suggested he join us in the bedroom when he was ready.

While waiting for him, Jan slipped out of her dress and also removed her suspender belt and

stockings, not wanting to risk laddering them.

"Wasn't worth putting them on, was it?" a smiling Caleb remarked, on entering the bedroom just as Jan peeled her second stocking off.

Incredibly, the young guy seemed totally relaxed now and took my wife in his arms without so much as a glance at me. They kissed, a long kiss with tongues entwined, and when they parted, Jan told him, "Get your kit off. You've already seen me naked, after all."

While Caleb undressed, Jan removed her bra and panties before sitting on the end of the bed, legs apart, waiting for him.

Not surprising, the naked Caleb was fully erect, and I stared avidly at the big black penis, thinking excitedly that it would soon be inside my wife.

Beckoning him close, Jan took Caleb's penis in her hand to begin the task of licking and kissing all over the glans area. When my wife took the tip of his penis between her lips, stroking Caleb's balls with her fingers, he looked at me for the first time. The excited expression on my face must have calmed any doubts he might have had, because taking Jan's face between his hands, he drove his penis deep into her mouth. He was literally fucking my wife's mouth, and I knew instinctively that he was going to shoot his semen down her throat. Before he did though, I watched the black rod sliding in and out of my wife's mouth and also saw her fingers sinking into the soft flesh of his buttocks as she pulled him to her.

With a sudden grunt, he came, his semen shooting down Jan's throat as I'd known it would.

He was about to step back when Jan stopped him, and I watched while she licked the final drops of white cream from his penis. Then, and to Caleb's obvious delight, my wife first licked his balls before sucking them fully into her mouth.

"Man, your wife's hot!" he said to me.

Of course, I was enjoying watching Jan sucking Caleb's balls, nearly as much as he did having the experience.

Eventually, Jan lay back on the bed and, spreading her legs really wide, told Caleb it was his turn.

On his knees in a flash, my presence forgotten for the moment, Caleb put Jan's legs up over his shoulders to bury his face between her thighs.

For one so young, Caleb certainly knew what to do, and Jan was soon squirming and squealing with delight as his tongue worked on her cunt. Of course, I couldn't see the details despite moving closer for a better view, but I knew when he was working on my wife's clitoris by the changed tone of her cries. Soon, I was excitedly watching my wife in the throes of orgasm.

With barely a pause, Caleb continued performing cunnilingus on my wife, taking her to two more noisy and convulsive orgasms, before raising his face to grin at me.

Seeing that he was erect again, I exclaimed excitedly to Caleb, "Fuck my wife from the rear while she kneels on the end of the bed!"

Both participants were happy with the idea, so Jan knelt on the end of the bed and, leaning forward, rested her forehead on her arms. Caleb moved into position at her rear, stroking Jan's thighs and bottom for starters. When, at one point, I saw Caleb spreading her buttocks to fully expose my wife's anus, I urged him to "stimulate her bum hole with your fingers."

I've no idea what had come over me, but I dearly wanted to see the young black guy doing something to my wife that I never had, despite having heard from Jan about others doing so.

Caleb was fingering her cunt by this time, but without saying a word, he withdrew his fingers and stroked Jan's anus instead. With my wife's squeals ringing out, he continued to tease her anus with his fingertip, but then did something I hadn't expected. He slowly inserted a finger into Jan's anus and, after pushing it in out a few times, added a second finger.

Caleb was plainly enjoying himself while I watched in disbelief, as with three fingers now probing my wife's anus, he drove them in and out rapidly. His other hand disappeared from sight, but I quickly realised from my wife's near-hysterical cries that Caleb was fingering her cunt and anus in unison! He brought her to another very noisy orgasm, and before Jan had a chance to recover her breath, a fired-up Caleb drove his penis deep inside her cunt.

"I'm fucking your wife, and her cunt feels fantastic on my cock!" he told me excitedly.

I was watching at very close quarters, actually bending low, thrilled by the sight of his black penis driving in and out of my wife's body. Caleb's hands gripped the top of Jan's thighs tightly, and I found the stark contrast of his black fingers sinking into her soft white flesh an exciting one.

"Oh yes, yes!" He shouted, and with Caleb's penis remaining embedded inside my wife, I saw his buttock muscles clenching spasmodically as he released his semen into her depths.

Later, while dressing, Caleb asked if he should call again, adding, "And I don't mean to clean windows."

"Oh yes, do," Jan trilled, and I echoed her sentiments, telling Caleb in my excitement that he was welcome to "fuck my wife anytime during our few remaining weeks here."

Which, of course, he did!

Caleb became a regular visitor, fucking my wife on what was, temporarily at least, effectively the marital bed, four or five times a week.

We wouldn't, of course, have considered doing such a thing in our home village where the possibility of salacious gossip could arise, but due to the temporary nature of our current living arrangements, it seemed too good an opportunity to miss.

In our excited enthusiasm for Caleb to visit us, we had temporarily forgotten about Tony, but discussing the situation with Jan later, I wanted her to continue seeing both guys as much as she very obviously did. The advantage of Caleb's visit, of course, was that I got to watch, unlike her sessions with Tony.

The situation also meant that on some days Jan had sex with both Tony and Caleb, sometimes just an hour or two apart, such is my wife's seemingly insatiable sexual appetite these days!