I've been married to Jane for the past five years and in all that time I don t think that she s ever been unfaithful to me, on one occasion she admitted that she d come close to it when we were going through a bad patch but insisted nothing happened. During our lovemaking I would often bring up the subject to try and see how far she had gone and extract some more of the details from her, however all she would say is that she fancied him and he had made a play for her, but nothing more.
One evening after returning home from a good night out down the local pub we went to bed and began to fool around, only this time the booze began to loosen Jane s tongue and as I was sucking her pussy she began to go into a little more detail about Chris, the man she d fancied in the past. She said that they d gone out to the pub along with the rest of the lads from work one evening while I was baby-sitting, at the end he d walked her to the train station so that she would get home safely and it was here that it first happened. It was only a small station and so they were all alone when he went to kiss her goodnight, the kiss slowly turned more erotic as his tongue slipped between her teeth and she found herself responding by opening her mouth further as his hands massaged her 38D tits. Chris pushed her back up against the wall and she felt his hand begin to slide up the inside of her leg, unfortunately she was wearing jeans and so his advances were severely restricted as he fondled her moistening crotch. I asked if she d liked what he had done, she said that her hands had cupped his balls while rubbing his cock through his jeans, did that answer my question? She then told me that I d better carry on sucking her pussy if I wanted to hear the rest. Things were beginning to get very steamy when a stranger joined them on the platform however they carried on for several more minutes while being watched by the old man and at one point she thought she d felt a third hand touch her breast, later that night she returned home to me and I received the benefit of her aroused pussy as she knelt on the bed and told me to fuck her doggy style while she continued to think about Chris s fingers touching her.
A couple of weeks later we d had another argument and so she decided to see Chris once again, this time it was just the two of them even though she lied to me and said she was out on a birthday do with the boys from work. They met at a local pub near work but soon moved out of town away from thier usual places, after several vodkas Chris asked her to go for a walk along the riverbank. Once out of sight of the pub they began to kiss again and her pussy responded as before, only this time she d taken a change of clothes with her to work and had changed into them before leaving to meet him. Her new outfit consisted of a sheer black blouse covering a black lacy bra and a very short black leather skirt covering a pair of hold-up stockings; she seldom wore stockings for me and definatly only when she was in the mood for sex. She said that things became very hot again but she stopped him just before they started to fuck each other on the river bank, she d had guilt pangs and thought of me. I quickly reassured her that I would like to see her fucking another man and asked her to describe exactly how far they d gone before she called it off, suddenly she clamped her legs tightly shut around my head and told me to bring her to an orgasm before she d continue, she waited as my tongue eagerly went back to work on her clitoris. Next she told me how he d laid her down on the river bank and began kissing her, using his tongue to massage hers as they had done the previous time, only this time when his hand ran up the inside of her thighs he could feel the smooth silk of the stockings and nobody came to disturb them.