Next Time
I was stirred by the front door softly closing. I lifted my head and glanced at the clock on the mantelpiece. Three am. Your heels clicked on the wooden floor in the hall and then there was silence as you entered the lounge. I looked up as you stood in front of me, your dress just slightly dishevelled, your hair tousled and falling over your eyes. You smiled and whispered "I've done it" as you walked towards me and kissed me on the lips. You tasted of cigarettes, alcohol and lipstick. I pushed my tongue between your lips and teased the tip of your tongue. You pulled away and stood flushed. "Do you want me to tell you about it?" you asked. "Yes" I replied as I sat up, "Tell me everything, Hayley."
You smoothed the skirt of your dress and pushed yourself down next to me on the sofa.
"I met him in Brewsters," she tells me. "He was a mate of Jill's he spent the night talking to us and I knew as soon as I met him that I could have him. Anyway we flirted all night and at the end of the night we offered him a lift home. He was getting a taxi so he jumped at the chance. Jill was a bit pissed off when I dropped her off first but she didn't have much choice."
Her hand dropped to my crotch and she began to rub my cock through my jeans. My own hand found the hem of her dress and pulled it up revealing her black panties. I pushed my hand under the elastic waist and slid my fingers down towards her wet slot and roughly inserted my index finger. She groaned and squeezed my cock harder before pulling the zip on my trousers, reaching inside my shorts and grabbing my hard cock.
"Do you want to hear more?" she asked
"Yes," I whispered as she began to wank my cock rubbing her thumb over the top, smearing my pre-cum over it.
"Do you want to hear how you're the second cock I've wanked tonight? How you are the second man to finger me, Rob?"
"Fuck, yes, you dirty little slut," I replied.
She began her story again. "As we neared the edge of the village where he lived he asked me to pull over so he could have a last cigarette. His wife didn't like him smoking and he didn't smoke in the house. I pulled over and killed the engine. He offered me a cigarette and as he leaned over to light it his hand found my thigh, he left it there when he sat back in his seat and slid his hand along my stocking covered thigh and under my dress. His hand found the silk covered mound of my pussy and he began to use his fingers to trace the outline of my lips through the material. I moaned as he began to rub harder and slipped a finger under the elastic of my knickers, then I leaned across the gap and kissed him hard, forcing my tongue past his lips and into his mouth.
My hand reached for his fly and pulled open the buttons to allow me access to his cock. I leaned back to my side of the car took a last drag on my cigarette and urged him to push more fingers into my pussy.
I dipped my head and took his cock into my waiting mouth. He groaned as I swirled my tongue around his helmet. His hands found the back of my head and gripped my long dark hair, forcing my red lips down further on his thick shaft."
Her hand squeezed my cock as she worked it up and down my shaft while telling her story.
"Do you want to fuck me?" she asked. "Put your cock in me and fuck me hard. Come on Rob fuck your unfaithful, slutty wife"
I shifted in the seat and worked my trousers off. I positioned my cock at the entrance to her willing pussy. I pushed forward and in one thrust the whole of my cock was enveloped by her wet pussy. She let out along sigh as I entered her and then brought her legs up to wrap them around my back.