Paul and I have been married almost twenty years. I'm not sure if he's ever fooled around, but eight years ago, I had a lover. I'm sure he suspected it, but I never admitted it. The sex was great but I had to end it when I discovered that I was pregnant with Paul's baby.
For the last year or so, my sexual desires have blossomed and I have fantasies about men from work and others who I know. Paul sometimes isn't enough to satisfy all that's built up.
Recently, one of Paul's friends came over to our house and asked Paul if he could "hang out" until he got things straightened out with the divorce from his second wife. Matt has the reputation of being a ladies man and got caught in bed with other women during each marriage – I never said he was smart.
Matt is quite handsome, I think he knows this, and has worked out giving his body a more muscular appearance. He often brags to Paul that he's had quite a few women. I truly believe that he has.
Paul said he could stay, which prompted an argument between us later that night. "Let his mother take him back," I protested, "Oh, I forgot she won't have him either!" I'd overheard him telling Paul that his mother booted his ass out of her house when she found out he was bringing women home with him and having wild sex all night. It was so loud that she couldn't sleep.
I was concerned about him keeping his cock in his own pants and didn't think our seven year old daughter would like seeing him hammering some tramp in our living room.
The long and short of it was, Paul had told him he could stay and I didn't agree, but there was little I could say or do. I did tell Paul to tell his buddy that we won't tolerate the things he's bragging about!
Paul claimed he would talk to him about the conditions and proceed to snuggle up to let me know he wanted sex. I was a little horny also, and after a few minutes of foreplay, he was ready to satisfy his sexual urge.
Just then, there were soft knocks at the door and a little voice called out, "Mom, I can't sleep," Our daughter slowly opened the door.
"I've got to get up early," I reminded Paul, "You'll have to sit up with her. Michelle wouldn't go to sleep if she knew we were upstairs, leaving her downstairs alone. Paul took her back downstairs and put her back in bed.
I fell asleep almost immediately, but woke up at about 11:00, horny as hell! I'd been dreaming about getting laid by a couple of the men I work with and I was really hot!
My mind wouldn't rest! I heard Michelle come out of her room again and Paul snarled, "Just get back to bed and go to sleep so I can get some sleep too!"
I thought, "Damn! I can't wait any longer" and took my already soaked panties off and slid my hands between my legs, sliding my fingers up and down and back and forth. At first gently and then hard and fast!
With my eyes closed, I fantasize that I'm on the top of a co-workers desk and he's fingering me wildly! My back arches so high and my mind drifts to different fantasies!
I can't get satisfied!
I think about another co-worker. We're on the top of a desk, again, but soon get down to the floor. I'm working my fingers faster and harder, but still can't get there! With my eyes closed, my mind wanders to too many men and I can't finish myself off!
So I try to go back to sleep and can't "Shit!" I curse.
Finally, about 12:30, Paul comes up to bed and is shocked that I was still awake, squirming on the bed! "You promised me a tongue lashing tonight! Get to it!" I demanded.
Paul about shit! I lifted my oversize tee shirt and he dove between my thighs . He worked my pussy with his tongue and a couple of fingers, "My God! You're so hot!" He gets his tongue working the folds of my pussy and his fingers are jabbing into me harder and harder.
My mind wanders to yet another co-worker and I really let go! I almost squeeze Paul's face with my thighs as I scream and have a great orgasm!
Then I reach down and grab his face, "Now fuck me, you son of a bitch! Fuck me hard!"
He pushes me over on my face, raises my ass in the air and starts ramming me from behind while I keep rubbing my pussy with my fingers. I'm still on fire and I know Paul is sweating from my heat and is working so hard to satisfy me.
He drove harder and faster, my face deep into the pillow, muffling my moans and groans. God, it felt good!
Then he flipped me over on my back and fucked me as hard as he's ever done! My fingers digging into his back as we both came, groaning loudly.
After a couple of minutes, Paul pulls out, rolls over and goes to sleep.
I can't believe it! I'm still hot! I still need more. I grab Paul's cock and jerk it, lick it and suck it!
