Bruce was fucking me with long swift strokes. He had been at it for the last ten minutes and I wished he would finish. I reacted as if I was enjoying it even though I wasn't. I knew it was my fault for being blackmailed for sex with him, but what happened cannot be taken back.
It all started at the place where I worked at Wal-Mart. This handsome young guy named Marty was a friendly guy. Although I am thirty five years old, he was always flirting with me and I thought he was very sexy. One day while we were in the storage area, he kissed me and without thinking what I was doing, I kissed him back. It made me feel young again for a guy to come on to me like that.
I said, "Marty, we can't be doing this, I'm married and nearly old enough to be your mother."
He responded, "You're so sexy I couldn't help myself."
I had been married to Dick for fifteen years and our sex life was growing dull. Often Dick brought his buddy, Bruce, home with him to sit around drinking beer. Burping and acting crude were their specialty after a few beers. That night after Dick was sound asleep and I was in the mood a little, I wondered what it would be like to be with another man. When Marty kissed me and his body was close to mine, I thought I could feel his erection. Maybe I still had sex appeal. The next day at work, Marty happily whispered, "Hi Betty, your kiss yesterday was very sexy. You are a very sweet person."
I didn't know just what to say, but answered, "Glad you liked it." and smiled at him. That was probably the wrong thing to say, because now he might try to kiss me again. I thought to myself, "Do I want him to kiss me again?"
As he walked away from me, I watched his handsome body stroll down the isle. That night when Dick and his friend Bruce were drinking beer and watching a ball game on TV, I was disgusted. I dressed in my nightgown and was well covered with my robe when I walked in the living room to see the two guys swilling beer.
I started rubbing my legs with body lotion. I suddenly realized I had pulled my robe up to expose my long legs. I looked up to see Bruce's alcoholic eyes staring and he made no move to stop. I flipped my robe down and walked out of the room.
I went on to bed, but when Dick later crawled in bed with me, he wanted sex. Once he had his cock in me, he said, "I saw you pull your robe up to let Bob see your crotch, you little prick teaser. Now I'm going to fuck you good."
I like sex, but this was no way for me to get in the mood. Dick crawled on, did his thing, rolled off and quickly drifted off to sleep. That left me very frustrated and disappointed.
The next day at work, Marty greeted me, "Hello, pretty girl."
I cheerfully smiled to say, "Oh, hello to you this morning."
I met him in a secluded place and without saying a word, I walked into his arms. Our kiss was very sexy. Later, when it was lunch time, we sat together at a table to talk.
He whispered, "I want to see you after work. Get in my car so that we can talk."
I felt like a high school girl again with an invitation like that. I always went home from work before my husband, so I thought I could meet Marty for a few minutes.
When we got off from work, I got in his car and he drove to a park with no one around. I melted in his arms for kisses. First, he felt my breasts though my blouse, then he unbuttoned the front. I reached my arms around in the back under my blouse to unsnap my bra. It felt so good to have a man kiss me several times and feel my breasts.
He unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. It was big with precum on the head. I couldn't resist to take it in my mouth. He pushed up to me a few time, groaned very loud and I started taking cum in my mouth. I kept jacking him as he continued to loudly groan.
He was still groaning as he mumbled, "Wow! That was so good. You are fantastic."
I looked at my watch to say, "I have be home by the time my husband gets there. Let's go back to my car."
That night Dick invited Bruce to watch TV and drink beer. I showered and prepared for bed. I rubbed body lotion on my legs before I went in the living room to see the two guys. I noticed Bruce keep looking at me. I think he was hoping I would show my legs up to my crotch. I didn't give him a chance.
Later when Dick came to bed with me, he said, "You didn't show your crotch to Bruce, tonight. Why not?"
"I don't want other men looking at me like that."
He gave me a surprise by saying, "The other night when you gave him a show, I think it turned him on and I know I was ready for sex."
I was wondering what was going through my husband's mind. Did he want me to expose myself to Bruce?
The next week I saw Marty at work. We both had the next day off and my husband was working. Marty asked, "Betty, let's meet someplace tomorrow."
I knew I shouldn't, but I couldn't resist the offer. I said, "Let's meet at the food court in the big mall near here at lunch time. I can always make an excuse that I just happened to see you."
He quickly responded, "That's a date!"
Marty was already in the food court when I arrived. We ate lunch.
Marty finally said, "Would you like to look at my computer at home?"
I knew that was just an excuse to get in bed with me, but I had already decided if he asked, I would agree.
He drove me to his apartment and we did look at his computer for a few minutes. We kissed and I accompanied him into the bedroom. We hugged and kissed some more and started removing our clothes. He kissed my nipples when my bra came off. I pulled my jeans down over my hips and sat on the bed. He pulled the pant legs off leaving me in my panties. I sat on the edge of the bed to unbuckled his pants and let them fall down. His hard erection was punching out his boxer shorts. I stood up to hook my thumbs in my panties and gave them a push down to step out of them. His boxer shorts dropped to the floor to show a very hard erection sticking straight out at me. It was the same one I had previously sucked off, but now I cupped his balls with one hand and stroked his cock with the other.
We fell on the bed in each others arms. I don't think he had too much experience with sex because he wasn't taking much initiative. I decided to turn around in bed and take his cock in my mouth. He laid still letting my lips and tongue swirl around the head.
I softly said, "Don't be afraid to touch me down there."
He lightly place his hand on my pussy. I pushed him on to his back and rolled up on top of him while I spread my legs to position his head at my crotch. I think at first he was reluctant to lick my pussy. Once he did, he acted like a wild man to lick and suck.
I removed my mouth from his cock long enough to asked, "Haven't you ever kissed a girl down there before?"
"No, this is the first time."
I then realized I was teaching him new things. I asked, "How old are you."
"I'm eighteen."
His cock began to jerk and spurt. We hadn't been at this long enough for me to have an orgasm as yet, but I assumed he could get hard again.
When he simmered down, he didn't want to quit licking my pussy. I kept his flaccid cock in my mouth and played with his balls some more.
He was sucking on my clit and I said, "You're making it feel good, keep it up."
I could feel my body building up to an orgasm. I ground my pussy into his mouth and felt my orgasm come on strong. I sexually shuddered as my orgasm reached a peak and stayed there for awhile.
I rolled over on my back to say, "That's the best one I've had in a long time."
It didn't take long before his cock became hard again. I asked, "Do you have a condom because I'm not on the pill?"
"No. But why aren't you on the pill?"
"My husband can't get me pregnant, so I don't take the pill."
He looked questionable, "What will we do?"
I assured him, "I may be at the time of the month when I can't get pregnant. I won't worry about it." I knew I was taking a chance, but I wanted his hard erection in me.
We hugged and kissed some more, then he rolled up on top of me in the missionary position. I spread my legs and pulled them back up to give him room to fully penetrate me. I held his cock to aim as he pushed. He seemed experience in doing that and I assumed he had experience with girls his age in the back seat of a car. His cock went fully in me.
He fucked me for several minutes giving me another orgasm. A little later he grunted and groaned when he flooded my pussy with cum.
After we rested a little and laid side by side, he said, "You are so sexy. I want to see more of you."
I could only say, "I agree, but we have to be very careful because I am married. We shouldn't meet at the mall because someone might see us together."
He suggested, "We can meet here in my apartment."
The days and weeks went by and I was seeing Marty at least once a week. Then one day when we had finished sex and we were walking back out to my car, I saw Bruce, my husband's drinking buddy. Bruce was doing carpenter work on a house across the street.
Bruce said, "Hi there Betty. What are you doing in this part of town?"
I knew I had been caught. The only thing I could say was, "Just don't tell my husband."
