Once the story of the 'Big Fling' was published, John and I realised we'd left a few questions hanging in the air. Now is a good time to set things straight.
The relationship between John and myself suffered no ill effects from the loss of Damien. I still miss Damien, more so at some times than others. But John and I remain devoted to one another and we still have great sex as often as we can manage it. In fact, we had a wonderful surprise encounter on holidays last year and John recently recorded it for Literotica.
Damien and I do have occasional email contact. We are very discreet about it and after all this time Claudia still doesn't know about me. A few times a year either Damien or I will drop a short email to the other, just asking how things are going and if the other person is well and happy.
But, as I am sure you are wondering, that amazing week was not the last time Damien and I had sex with each other. About nine months after that 'last day' I sent him an email with a tiny hint that I needed some of the special care that he used to give me. It was sort of wrong of me, especially since Damien had insisted he intended to be monogamous with Claudia. I couldn't help it. I missed Damien and I missed the things he did to me.
The very next afternoon Damien was at my place. This is the first time John has heard the details of 'where and when'. I was so excited to see Damien. I trembled when he touched me. I know I was craving his beautiful cock and soon I was on my knees, releasing it from his trousers. I stroked and sucked it deep into my mouth and I remember Damien softly muttering my name. I know my cunt soaked itself right then.
We spent two hours together and Damien expertly sucked and fucked me for almost the entire time. It was as wonderful as what we'd had before. Damien had lost none of his talent and his 'special care' made me cum again and again. I was even calling out his name at one point. We fucked as much as we could in those two hours and I was pleased that Damien was able to fill my cunt with his sperm twice. Luckily I'd stayed on birth control.
About a year after that Damien sent the same kind of email. Of course I let him know it was OK. Later that week he came and picked me up one evening and we went to a big park nearby. Damien had a big blanket and we lay down on the grass and rolled ourselves up. We cuddled a lot although we were both naked pretty quickly. I adore outdoor sex and having his lean body and his long, hard cock pressing against me in the cool night air was a fantastic feeling. Then, like teenagers, we fucked hard and fast. I even managed to ride him for a short time, out there under the stars. When we couldn't stand it any longer we both erupted. Later he drove me home and I rode in his car with his cum oozing into my shorts.
I really want to do something like that again. With Damien, of course. In fact, I still sometimes find myself imagining that Damien will break his promise to have a 'normal' relationship with Claudia and become my full-time 'other man' all over again.
Though in the time since then my life has been pretty much normal. Which is to say I took a new 'other man'. It was about a year after I gave Damien up. This one was a university researcher and he was about the same age as Damien – maybe 10 years younger than me. The uni man had his own flat on the campus but it was quite a long drive from home. Though when I was horny and feeling those 'needs' the distance was just an inconvenience. Like before, I got to enjoy the decadence of having a man on call. The uni man knew very little about me except that I was a 'bored housewife'. I also felt extra good about the fact that he never twigged to the gap in our ages.
The other thing to mention about the uni man is that he was very well endowed. I mean very! His was possibly the biggest cock I've ever had. That was a lot of fun and also a challenge at times. I never had to teach him how to find the special spots in my cunt. With a manhood that size he generally would get pretty close without trying.
The sex was pretty vanilla though. Usually I had to be the one to suggest something like doggy – always making sure he went in gently. His biggest wish was to experience shooting his cum onto a woman's face. For a long time I played that pretty cool. I only permit very select men to do that with me. But after about six months I changed my mind and decided it would be a thrill for us both. He was so excited and wanked his cock with such a fury. I had expected big jets to shoot out from that massive meat but instead I was showered with loads of tiny blobs of his cum. They flew everywhere and landed in my hair, on my face, my chest and other places besides. I did enjoy it though, especially when I saw the look on his face afterwards and heard the excitement in his voice.
I ended it with the uni man a few months after that. He started wanting to introduce me to some of his buddies on campus. I had to insist on remaining the 'cheating wife' and not the girlfriend.
About nine months after that I found myself a nice Italian man. He was older than me and married. His body was softer than I am used to but I liked the fact he had a lot of hair. The Italian guy thought of me as a frustrated business executive. The real bonus was that, being older, he was confident and relaxed. I never had to teach him. Which meant the sex was always relaxing and enjoyable, never rushed. He liked to take his time giving me pleasure.
Since he was married it wasn't as convenient as I needed. Sometimes John would make himself scarce from our place and sometimes the Italian guy paid for a hotel room.
He wanted to try a bit of light bondage and spanking. I'd not done any of that for a long time but I was happy to indulge him. I remember he did make the spankings rather erotic and he always called me his 'little doll'. It was just a fantasy thing for him and it never got out of control. I was happy because I always felt rewarded afterwards.
