My Affair

This new life of mine was so exciting. I guess I should have known better, but when something is so good you just don't want to stop. The attention, from two men was amazing. I was on a constant high. Although my husband obviously didn't know, he wasn't losing out. Or so I thought.

The next day I rose before Jim and quickly showered. I'd awoken in the night to Jim feeling randy again and we'd shared a quickie before going back to sleep. My body still contained Tony's juices and those of my husband.

I certainly enjoyed being fucked and I no longer seemed to care whose cock it was fucking me. I loved my husband, but I needed fucking. I knew I'd turned in to some cheating and unfaithful woman, but in the light of a new day I knew I'd try to get more.

After my shower I went downstairs, still naked, and put the kettle on to make a drink. I retrieved my phone from my handbag and there was a message from Tony. It simply said 'hi'. I replied with the same message and waited to see what happened. Almost immediately it pinged back at me. It was Tony thanking me for a great time yesterday and when could we meet again?

OMG I thought. Should I, shouldn't I. But I already knew the answer. I messaged back saying I'd be going to the shops later, where could we meet? The dirty old bugger had the answer straight away and we agreed a time.

I finished making the drinks and took them back up to Jim. He was still dead to the world. I guess I'd worn him out! Putting the drinks down, I quietly went to my wardrobe and started searching for something to wear. As it was still summer time and warm I selected a little khaki button up dress and underneath a matching pale green lace thong and bra. Taking the clothes I headed in to the bathroom to shower, dress and apply my makeup.

Once finished I stood back and admired myself in the full length mirror. I'm fairly petite, a UK size 8, 5'4" tall, with only a small chest, but I'm told they're really cute. Even at my age I'm finding I still get plenty of attention, if not more.

A pang of guilt hit me as I realised I'd chosen one of Jim's favourite outfits. What was I doing? What had I really become? Just as I was about to remove the dress I heard Jim calling out to me. Too late, I thought and went back in to the bedroom. Seeing me dressed like this soon had his attention as he tried to make a grab for me. He did succeed in getting the bottom two buttons of my dress undone though.

"Later big boy", I scolded him; "I've got some things to do first". Looking somewhat crest-fallen he conceded and we sat and drank our drinks chatting as we usually did. All the while though. I couldn't help but feel guilty that I just wanted to get out and meet Tony again.

As soon as I could reasonably get away, I made my excuses and left. Jim said he had a few things to do too and we'd catch up later. So I left him propped up in bed as I sashayed my way out of the room, with him calling out how hot I looked. Feeling horny, I left the two buttons undone and added to the count by undoing the top one.

Once in my car I headed for the shops to get the bits we needed. As I wandered around the supermarket I was getting plenty of second glances from the male shoppers. I loved the attention and made sure I wiggled my hips all the more. On one occasion I'd noticed this older guy paying me lots of attention, so I squatted down to get something from the bottom shelf. As I did so I swivelled round facing him and spread my knees apart. Jackpot. He was hooked. I stayed in this position for a short while, slowly twisting myself back and forth making sure my admirer got a good view up my short dress. With the buttons undone I knew he could see all the way up to my lace green thong, which was certainly getting wet.

I left it a few more seconds then stood up and started to walk off past him. The sly old devil leaned towards me as I walked past and planted a soft kiss on my cheek and said thanks. It was like an electric shock which went straight to my pussy, leaving me tingling all over. I hurriedly finished my shopping and went to the checkout and there in one of the queues was the guy I'd flashed.

Still on a sexual buzz, and as he hadn't seen me, I got in line behind him. Feeling so hot and horny, I put my basket down on the belt then squeezed up right behind him, pressing myself in to him. He turned to say something, but when he saw me his face broke in to a huge grin. After a moment I backed away and stood admiring him.

Again, older than me, by probably about ten years, he looked quite distinguished. There seemed to be a pattern emerging about the guys that turned me on. What with the man I was about to meet being twenty years older than me. We chatted briefly for a minute or two and he told me his name was Stewart. The sly fox even got to rest his hand on my hip at the top of my arse and gently stroked it.

Once Stewart had paid for his shopping, he smiled at me and said, see you around. "Hopefully", I replied winking at him.

After bagging up my shopping, I paid and left the store and who should be waiting outside but Stewart. "I thought I'd take the liberty of giving you my number in case you ever want to meet up", he said. "Mmm, great", I replied, "but I'll have to go to my car to write it down though". Walking over to it I could feel his eyes burning in to my rear view, so I made sure to give him a good view.

I put my stuff in the boot and went to the passenger door to get my phone as there's no signal in the supermarket. I reached in to the glove box and retrieved it and stood back up, turning around. Right there in front of me was Stewart. Wow. He gave me his number and I input it and saved it. And then an evil thought hit me.

I put the phone back in the car and just reached out for his cock. That took him by surprise, but his cock was pleased to meet me. It was already quite firm inside his trousers. I squeezed him for a few seconds and he was soon solid. As we were stood between my car and an SUV and my door was open, we were quite well hidden.

I leaned back against the door and lifted my left foot and rested it on the cill. Swinging my left knee in to the car caused my dress to ride up and with the buttons still undone, my thong covered pussy was on full display.

Stewart looked like the cat that had got the cream. He moved right in between my legs and dropped his right hand to my pussy and began rubbing me. I was so wet. I could feel my thong being pushed up between my cunt lips. At that, Stewart was able to slip a finger around the edge of my panties and up inside me. Damn that felt so good. I knew this wasn't going to take long as I was nearly there. Moving in closer Stewart leaned down and planted his lips on mine this time. No quick peck. Within seconds our tongues were working frantically together.

Releasing his cock I took hold of his waistband with one hand and pulled his zip down with the other, then stuck my hand in. A few seconds later I'd worked my way inside his underwear and had a direct hold of his very hard shaft. As I began to stroke him, Stewart moved his fingers so that they were now playing with my clit.

What a slut I felt. Standing in the middle of the supermarket car park tossing of some guy I'd only just met, with his hand and fingers dancing around inside my panties. Anyone could have walked passed and seen, but thankfully they didn't. Within a few seconds of this new position Stewart had me cuming on the end of his fingers. It was so intense if I hadn't been leaning against the car and his hand almost holding me up I'd have crumpled to the floor. As soon as I was able I began to really stoke his dick. This had the desired effect. His breathing got deeper and more rapid and soon my efforts were rewarded with a handful of hot wet cum. He looked as pleased with life as I felt.

Now what should I do, I thought. What would a dirty slut do? I removed my hand from Stewart's trousers and lifted it to my mouth where I began to very slowly lick his cum off, finger, by finger, until it was all gone. Stewart just stood there mesmerised, with his hand still inside my panties ever so gently stroking me.

Just then we heard someone walking our way with a rattling old trolley. Stepping back Stewart hurriedly replaced his dick in his trousers and I lowered my leg back to the floor, straightening my dress down. As soon as they'd passed we both burst out laughing and I agreed I'd call him very soon.

What was happening to me? Here I was; a respectable wife, good job, loving husband and a fantastic family, going out to meet another man, 20 years my senior, and making out with a stranger I'd only just met on the way in a public car park. Here I was doing the things Jim had always tried to get me to do, but I'd always refused. If he'd known he'd call me a really dirty fuck slut or similar names like when we were screwing.

I made myself as respectable as I could and told Stewart I was running late, but would definitely be in touch. Still feeling flushed throughout; I gave him a quick kiss, jumped in the car and drove off. This time to meet Tony!

As I drove to our rendezvous point I thought about the things I'd been doing. Things I'd never really dreamed off and about the cheating wife I'd become.

In my previous life I would decry anyone who went off and fucked behind their partner's back, saying they should work harder at their marriage. But now I knew how easy it was to happen and literally, how easy I'd become. It did worry me, but as I pulled up I soon had other thoughts running through my mind.

Not yet being that skilled at affairs, we hadn't really thought out the logistics of where we could easily meet up to fuck or even just be together.

Tony being a keen gardener had got me to come and meet him at his allotment. I'd assumed we'd then go on someplace else. Wrong. As soon as I was out of the car he was by my side. Still on a sexual high from my car park escapade and my anticipation of our meeting, I'm surprised he couldn't tell, or smell my heightened sexual arousal.

Before I could close the door, Tony was folding me in to his arms and we were kissing deeply. After a moment or two I broke away to make sure we weren't being watched. "Relax" he said, "no one's around I've already checked. Come with me", says Tony pulling me away from the car. I quickly slam it shut and lock it and we're off.

For 72 years old, Tony is well fit. We set off working our way around the site until we arrive at his plot. Standing in the corner is his green shed. He unlocks the door and we step inside. No sooner is the door shut than we're inter-twined again, deeply kissing each other. Our tongues mashing each other's. Luckily Tony isn't much taller than me, around 5'7" I'd guess, so this made kissing much easier.

We finally let each other go and he asks "how long have I got before I'll have to be home". :Around an hour" I told him. Apparently not a problem for him, as he would spend many hours at a time here.

"So how many of your girlfriends have you brought here", I joking ask. "Oh, only the better ones he replies!" With that he pulls me to him again and is soon reaching down and fondling my arse. With my dress only being thin he can feel the tiny thong I'm wearing. "Very sexy", he tells me. "You look, feel and taste great". Pulling up the back, he soon has his hands on my bare skin again. Kneading my cheeks he soon slides his fingers down to my very wet pussy.

"Oh yes", he mumbles in to my mouth as we continue to swap tongues. "You're so wet down there. I love it". Obviously this situation alone would be enough to get me wet, but having just come from a public frigging with Stewart I knew I was dripping down there.

Tony too, soon had his fingers buried up inside me hot pussy. Two within an hour. Amazing. You should try it girls if you dare. Leaving his left hand playing with my wet hole, Tony slipped his right around between us and began unbuttoning my dress. With age obviously comes experience, for he soon had it completely undone revealing the sexy underwear I'd put on for him. He loved it.

Letting go of my rear he brought both his hands round to fondle my tits. As I've said they're certainly not the biggest out there, but they seemed to have the desired effect. My nipples grow quite large when I'm aroused and I love to have them played with. I've noticed that they seem to get plenty of male attention lately.

Soon Tony's fingers were dancing around inside my pants. He wasted no time in finding my clit and soon had me squirming around from his actions. Still hot from earlier I could feel my orgasm building. It wasn't going to be a subtle one either. Within moments I could feel myself start to tremble. I came over hot and flushed. I could hear myself moaning and felt my breathing getting heavier. Then it hit me. I shook from head to toe. My clit was on fire as Tony just kept up the onslaught on my sensitive bud.

I wanted him to stop. I needed him to stop, but he just kept the pressure on. Within seconds I could feel another about to rack my poor body. As it did I just fell in to him. My legs gave way as if they'd turned to jelly. I hung around his neck, shaking. I was a wreck.

As I calmed down I looked in to Tony's eyes and smiled. Gently he picked me up and turned around and sat me on the edge of the worktable he had in his little shed. I later realised he'd come prepared, as he'd laid out a blanket on the worktop. Carefully pushing my legs apart, he stepped between them and moved in close to me. Bending down slightly he kissed me tenderly on the lips. Damn I felt so good, all over.

Despite what we'd previously done, I was surprised at how quick this had all happened. I don't think 10 minutes had passed since I'd arrived. As soon as I'd recovered I slipped from the worktop straight down on to my knees in from of Tony.

Looking up at his face, staring directly in to his eyes I moved my hands to his waistband and began to unbuckle his belt and then unbutton his trousers. Slowly sliding the zip down I could feel his hard cock straining to be released. I took my time now, wanting to savour the moment.

Once undone I gradually slid his trousers down, revealing his underwear bulging just inches from my face. I leaned in and kissed his bulge as I moved my hands back up his thighs and then under the edge of his boxers. It was his turn to start feeling hot and flushed. His hands resting on my head, I began to fondle his heavy balls. I then noticed that the tip of his cock had poked out the top.

Raising myself up slightly on my knees, I again moved my mouth to kiss his manhood. Then slowly ran my tongue around his tip. Teasing him so softly. By now he was really groaning and even stated to push his hips towards my face. He clearly was desperate for release, but I needed fucking before anything else. As I was trying to pull away, Tony thrust forward and pulled my face in to his groin. This had the effect of sliding his dick in to my mouth before I could resist. Not that I really tried that hard.

With my hands still caressing his balls, I decided to give him a little treat. After all it wasn't the first time I'd tasted him in this way.

Cheating on my Jim, I'd given Tony head at work, in the car and even in the public swimming pool's changing rooms. He'd also fucked me in most of those places too. So I guess being the dirty cheating slut I'd become, being on my knees with another man's cock in my hands and mouth in an old allotment shed wasn't that unexpected for me.

To make this easier, I slid my hands up on to his dick and gently pulled it forward away from his boxers. Wrapping my lips firmly around the end I began to suck on him. Just the end though. I love the feeling of a dick sliding back and forth over my lips forcing my mouth to open and accept it.

I only kept this up for a couple of minutes. I wanted this cock inside me. My pussy was desperate to get fucked. Pulling away I stood up and slid back up on to the worktop, spreading my legs wide, inviting him in. My thong was now that wet it had slid inside my pussy, the thin piece of material disappearing between lips and then and down between my arse cheeks, to look like I had none on. Reaching down I slid my fingers in to my pussy and pulled the damp material out and away. Now my dripping pussy was open and on full display, in the most wonton manner. Tony dropped his underwear down to his ankles with his trousers and stepped up to me.

I wanted to do this, so I reached down and guided his hardness inside me. As he pushed in, I could feel my pussy opening up more to accept this invasion. He wasn't big. Just normal really, but it sure as hell felt good. I needed this.

"Fuck me Tony", I told him "I need be used and fucked. Fill my cunt". I was being a nasty cock hungry whore. What a slut I was.

Jim loved it when I talked dirty. He told me all men do. And I liked to do it. It made me feel horny and the more horny I felt, the dirtier I got. So I hoped Tony would like it. He did. He began to ram his hard cock as deep in to me as he could. Leaning back against the tool rack and wall on this dirty old shed, I could soon feel another orgasm building inside me. I was about to come again on another man's dick.

Still fucking me hard, Tony leaned in and kissed me. Wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck it hit me again. I wasn't used to coming this many times, especially in so short a time. I felt weak. As if I was going to pass out. I didn't though. I just held on tighter and fucked him back as much as my weaken body could.

There was no love to this fuck. We just went for it. We both needed it. Tony pummelled away at my cunt as I gripped the edge of the bench to stop me being pushed back to the wall. My short dress hung open revealing me in the sexy lace underwear I'd carefully chosen for this event, but which no longer mattered.

Despite his age and experience I could tell Tony wasn't going to last long at this pace. I'd come to know what a dirty bastard he was, with what we'd already done together, but that wasn't going to help him.

Soon enough his breathing became deep gasps. His face tightened and I knew what was about to happen. With just a few more grunts, he was unloading himself inside my unfaithful pussy. Tony kept up his thrusting and soon I could feel our mixed juices being forced out of me around his cock. We were soaking. It ran down between my thighs and cheeks. As he came to a stop I could feel it puddling under me. I latter found a huge wet patch in the back of my dress, which I had to sort before I could go back home to Jim.

"That was amazing" he told me, as he held me in his arms on the edge of the work bench. "I hope you're not in a hurry to leave?" he said with a wicked grin on his face. Before I could reply, he told me to jump down and turn around.

Helping me down, I turned and lent forward. "No peeking" Tony told me. Lifting my dress to reveal my arse, Tony then took hold of my thong and slowly slid it down my legs. As it and he got lower he kissed my cheeks and then the tops of my thighs down to the back of my knees. Once around my ankles, he got me to lift my left leg and slipped the thong off, but left it dangling from my right ankle.

I could hear him quickly rummaging around and then I felt something cold and hard sliding up the inside of my thigh. With the amount he'd just deposited inside me, I was struggling to keep it in and his sperm was starting to slide down my thighs. He lightly brushed my pussy with whatever it was and then trailed it down my other thigh. Tony did this two or three times, each time lingering longer around my dripping cunt. I realised he was lubing up this object.

On his next pass around my pussy lips, he pushed the object inside me. I was so wet and exhausted from our fucking, that I put up no resistance. A few pumps and then he withdrew it and moved it up to my puckered little anus. I knew what was coming, especially after our incident in the changing rooms.