This is a cheating wife story that involves a mature woman with a much younger man. Those of you who don't like that subject might want to move on. I hope the rest of you enjoy it.
It was a sunny and warm Friday afternoon in suburbia. Work had been hectic recently, so the 45 year-old, married, mother of three decided to take a day off work. The children were off living their own lives. One was married and two were away at college. She had the quiet house all to her for the day until her husband would return later from work.
Now that they were empty nesters, the Buehler's had begun a routine of taking off work an hour early each Friday for a "date". They would meet at home, remove their clothes in separate rooms, and then join each other in the marital bed for some role-playing fun. One of their favorite scenarios that they would often play out was Mr. Buehler as a young stranger making love to the cheating Mrs. Buehler. It was only role play though. The Buehler's were high school sweethearts and virgins when they married and had remained faithful to each other through the years.
Mrs. Buehler relaxed through the morning with her coffee. She had a small lunch and then decided to shower and prepare herself for her husband's arrival. She poured herself a glass of wine and headed to the bathroom. In the bathroom, she removed all of her clothes and then prepared to step into the shower when she glanced at herself in the mirror. She turned to get a look at herself. What she saw was a mature woman's body. At 5'4" and 135lbs, she had put on a few pounds but still turn heads.
Mrs. Buehler took a large sip of the wine and stepped into the shower. The hot water washing over her along with the alcohol working its way through her brain put her in a trance-like state. Her mind began imagining her impending "date" with her husband. Her right hand instinctively went to her left breast, while her left hand worked its way down her tummy, across her trimmed bush, and between her legs. She felt her nipples growing hard as she inserted a single finger into her warm vagina that was now slick with her own juices. She wanted to make herself cum. No, she needed to make herself cum, but somehow she remembered her impending date with her husband. She quickly finished he shower and stepped out.
As Mrs. Buehler dried her body with the towel she once again gazed upon herself in the mirror. The water glistened on her pale white skin. Maybe she would go outside and sit in the sun for a while she thought, so once she was dry she went into the bedroom and found her two-piece swimsuit and put it on. After doing so, she finished the glass of wine that she had started before showering and headed downstairs.
After pouring another glass of wine, Mrs. Buehler grabbed a towel and sunscreen and headed out to their patio. She laid the towel over the chaise lounge and lay down just far enough that she could relax, but still sip on the wine. The patio was secluded except for one window on one neighbor's house. Mrs. Buehler assumed that their 18-year old neighbor Tommy wasn't home during that warm summer weekday afternoon. After all, it was Tommy's bedroom window that overlooked the Buehler's patio. For the past five years Mrs. Buehler's sun tanning events had provided young Tommy with multiple masturbatory fantasies. Mrs. Buehler knew that Tommy watched her because she caught him several times, but she always kept herself properly dressed. She had no intention of flashing him.
This particular afternoon the sun was creating a glare that prohibited Mrs. Buehler from seeing that Tommy was indeed home and was indeed once again gazing upon the nearly nude body of his married neighbor. Often on days like this day when Tommy's parents were gone and Mrs. Buehler was sunning, he was naked from the waist down and stroking his cock. His young cock would be below the window sill and out of sight on the occasions that Mrs. Buehler would catch Tommy admiring her body. Today was different. The sight of Mrs. Buehler's body had once again caused his penis to stiffen, but he no longer felt like pulling it out and shooting it all over the wall. He wanted a better look at her body, so he left his room and headed next door.
Mrs. Buehler was nearly finished with her second glass of wine. She laid the chaise back and drifted off into an alcohol induced foggy daydream. Once again she began to feel wetness between her legs. Once again she felt the intense desire to have a cock inside her. She glanced at Tommy's window and saw nothing but glare. It didn't matter because he wasn't there anyway. Tommy had quietly entered the Buehler's back yard and was now behind Mrs. Buehler admiring the mature body below him.
The left hand of Mrs. Buehler began slowly working its way along her belly towards the elastic waistband of her bikini bottoms. She was about to slip her hand inside the bikini when she was startled out of her sexual dream by a youthful voice.
"Hi Mrs. Buehler."
"Oh my god, Tommy you scared the shit out of me!" she said when she realized where the voice had come from.
"You are getting kind of red there, Mrs. Buehler." He said.
Mrs. Buehler realized that she had forgotten to cover herself with the sunscreen that she brought out with her. Young Tommy offered to put it on her, but she rejected him. The two of them talked small talk as Mrs. Buehler calmed down from the fright that he gave her. Once again, Tommy offered to apply sunscreen to her burning skin. This time she relented and rolled over onto her stomach to give his hands access to her back.
Young Tommy's hands felt smooth and strong as he started on her shoulders. The fact that he was taking his time put Mrs. Buehler at ease. He then moved to her lower back. Her skin felt incredibly smooth. His lustful eyes stared at the round ass bulging against the fabric of her bikini. As he applied the lotion he would ever so subtly ease the tips of his fingers under the waistband careful not to take his liberties too far. Her back was now complete. It was time to move on to her legs. Mrs. Buehler's legs had always taken Tommy's breath away. He especially loved fixating his stare at the "Y" formed between her legs as his cock spewed semen while he watched her from his room.
Tommy nervously began applying lotion to Mrs. Buehler's legs, starting with her calves. He quickly moved his way up her thighs, leaving her calves only half-covered with lotion in his haste. The hands on her thighs once again made Mrs. Buehler's pussy begin to tingle. Tommy's hands were rubbing forcefully on the back, outside, and inside of her thighs. Mrs. Buehler had to bite her lip to keep her legs from spreading against her will each time young Tommy's strong hands reached between her thighs. Once she could swear that his hand brushed against the thin material covering her labia. She knew it was not an accident however when for a second time, only much slower than the first, Tommy's hands caressed her most personal of areas.
Once his hand was free of her inner thigh, Mrs. Buehler quickly rolled over onto her back and pulled the back of the chaise up so she was now sitting.
"I can take it from here." She said.
Tommy didn't relent. He squirted more of the white lotion on his strong young hands and began rubbing it on the feet and ankles of the mature married woman. Mrs. Buehler was confounded and confused by the situation she found herself in. Her brain, despite the alcohol was trying to tell her to stop. Her body, however, was responding enthusiastically to the touch of the strange hands that were now on her calves and moving upwards towards her throbbing pussy. Mrs. Buehler's eyes glanced downward at the body leaning over her to discover a large tent in Tommy's shorts. She gasped at the realization that her body was causing an erection on the young man, and squirmed from the sensation of the strong hands now moving up her inner thighs.
"We can't." Mrs. Buehler whispered in a feigned attempt to stop Tommy.
Tommy leaned forward. His lips were now inches from the luscious lips of the married woman whose thighs were now spreading ever so lightly from the influence of the hand that had now moved within inches of her still bikini-clad pussy. This was it. Mrs. Buehler was at the point of no return. Her body yearned to be fucked by the rock hard cock that was begging release from her potential lover's shorts. Her mind briefly flashed before her an image of her husband, but was quickly replaced passion, hunger, lust, and desire. Mrs. Buehler closed her eyes and felt the soft lips belonging to young Tommy make contact with hers. Simultaneously she felt fingers slip under the elastic material on her inner thigh. Her intruder forced his tongue between their lips and into her mouth and was greeted by her own willing tongue. She felt the fingers under her bikini begin to explore her unbelievably wet pussy. His hand pushing up from inside her bikini allowed air to rush over the gushing wetness and caused a chill up her spine that only for a brief moment nearly brought her to her senses.
Mrs. Buehler's brain forced out a "no," but through their interlocking tongues their ears only heard a faint "nnn." Young Tommy took his free hand, reached around the back of Mrs. Buehler, found her bikini top tie, and pulled. Mrs. Buehler's breasts were now free from the confines of the material. Tommy's free hand immediately came back around and found one of her breasts. Her breasts were incredibly soft in contrast to her rock hard nipples protruding from them. Mrs. Buehler managed to push Tommy away far enough that his tongue dislodged from her mouth.
"Get up." She ordered in a breathless voice.
Tommy reluctantly removed his hands from the luscious body of his ultimate fantasy and stood up. Mrs. Buehler surprised him, however, when she reached out and rubbed the protrusion at the front of his shorts. She then grasped his waistband with her left hand, placed her right hand on his zipper and pulled the zipper down. Using both hands, she unbuttoned the shorts and quickly pushed them down to his ankles. Mrs. Buehler wasted no time in grasping young Tommy's jockey shorts by the waistband on each side. She marveled at the outline of his cock, the tip of which was poking up above the waistband and leaking precum like a faucet. She pulled down and out at the elastic which caused his cock to spring free and the jockeys to fall to the ground.
Before her, standing at attention, was the object of her pent up lust. It had been years since her husband's cock had stood up that firm and tall. His blonde pubic hair was a stark contrast to the brown she was accustomed to seeing on her husband. His muscular frame came into full view as young Tommy removed his t-shirt and now stood totally naked in front of her. Mrs. Buehler reached forward with one hand and touched the young man's cock. She ran her hand along the underside and felt his virile sperm-filled balls.
