Pete and Cath had been married for eleven years and were both really content. Pete considered himself lucky, with a nine inch cock he knew he was well above average in that department and Cath was always more than happy to take him on, no worries about her being unfaithful. He was also a heavy shooter and after a good fuck they would marvel at the amount of fresh spunk dribbling from Cath's love hole. Like most couples in their 30's, they made love 3-4 times a week and life was great.
It all started to change after Cath had to undergo a hysterectomy to remove some lumps in her womb. The doctors had warned her that one of the side effects was loosing the ability to lubricate freely and that some women lost their sex drive altogether. They gave her some hormone tablets to stabilize her system but Cathy wasn't taking any chances and unbeknown to anyone she took twice the recommended dose.
Six weeks after the operation and she was feeling randy as hell. As usual, Pete went down on her and was amazed at how much she came, "so much for drying up," he told her. Their sex life was back to normal, if anything Cath was even randier than before. This was great to start with but eventually Pete found difficulty in keeping up with her demands. He discussed the problem with his mates down the pub but the unfeeling bastards suggested that if he wasn't up to it then he should stand aside and let them have a go. Of course they all laughed but no one really knew what Pete was going through.
That night when he got home, Cathy was waiting for him at the front door. She was a beautiful woman, tall at just over 5'9" with long auburn hair hanging over her shoulders. She kept herself in trim by swimming several times a week and by far her best features were two lovely big 36" tits. They were perfectly formed and stood out even without a bra.
She opened the door as Pete approached and stood back. "Bloody hell," he said stepping through into the hallway. Cathy was dressed to kill. As Pete looked her up and down he just couldn't believe that this was his wife. Her hair was pilled high on her head leaving her long slender neck exposed. As he worked his way down he took in her fantastic tits supported by a black under the nipple bra. Her nipples were erect as though she'd been playing with them. A matching suspender belt held up a pair of sheer black stockings, pulled high up her thighs until they were level with her cunt and minute black panties finished the set, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. On her feet she wore a pair of platform shoes with ultra high 6" heels shaping her already exquisite legs even more and making her look seven feet tall.
As he stared into her lovely brown eyes, a wicked grin came over her face. "Well, do like the slut look?" Like it, he was all her in seconds and they ended up making love on the stairs. Exhausted, but happy, Pete heard the familiar plop as his prick exited Cathy's sloppy cunt. She lay back on the stairs with her legs wide open revelling in the freshly fucked feeling she loved so much. "Hey Cath, what have you done with it all?" They both looked at Cathy's cunt, not so much as a trickle. "Must be all those bits they chopped out," she said laughing. "Yeah, I suppose so. Wonder how much you could get up there?" The both laughed and Pete watched lustfully as Cathy's arse waggled up the stairs in front of him. Ten minutes later and she was sucking his fat cock demanding he fuck her again.
This time Pete got on top and took her with long deep strokes. "You know what," he said, casually easing his cock in and out, "What," Cathy said trying to match his strokes. "Well, I was telling the lads down the pub how randy you had become and they suggested I let them have a go, I was just thinking, I bet that would fill you up."
