He stood close behind Helen at the edge of the sumptuous hotel bed.
His hands slipped around her waist, moving them gently over her body whist at the same time kissing her soft pale exposed neck.
You could tell he loved the way she smelled by the way he breathed in deeply when close to her neck.
Her perfume although not overpowering seems to have added to the sensations of him being close to her.
His masculine hands glided upward along her body to her beautiful breasts. She responded by slightly tilting her head backwards.
He lingered there, enjoying, stroking and squeezing her softness.
Clearly enjoying his touch, Helen began to sway in time with his motions.
She later described how as she felt his hardness increasing against her bottom, her heart rate began rise up.
How it felt like it was going to somehow stop.
A depth of feeling she hadn't anticipated having when the sex was just casual.
This had later troubled me somewhat.
Anyway I digress.
He moved his hands around to her back and slowly drew down on the zip of her dress until it was fully open and fell from her shoulders and onto the floor in a pool of beautiful satin.
His hands resumed the exploration of her now almost naked body.
He now looked admiringly downward at the sexy black thong she wore which showed off her bottom to its magnificent best.
He stood back admiring her whole form and then gently ran his hands across the beautiful skin of her her bottom as if she were a fragile porcelain pot.
Then surprised her by giving it a playful little spank.
She let out a little yelp, then turned slowly to face him.
She was looking up into his dark brown eyes, winked at me and kissed him deeply, at the same moment her right hand eagerly searching for his hardness.
This wasn't a gentle kiss, it was one of those urgent, hungry, passionate kisses.
With her hand feeling his now clearly erect penis through his jeans, she looked into his eyes and smiled, obviously anticipating the pleasure of him being inside of her.
Helen later recalled that at that very moment, her mind temporarily drifted back to the day she knew this amazing sex with a sexually confident hunk of a man was a possibility.
"It was one of those rare days when my husband was sitting watching morning TV with me.
The show we were watching did a feature about how some ordinary middle aged couples have been meeting up with fit younger guys for sex.
The wife or partner enjoys the attention of both the husband and a younger male together in a threesome and some couples the wife has sex only with her lover (known as the Bull). The husband either with them watching, or just her and the Bull on their own having sex.
Essentially a date without hubby."
"They stated that many bulls are confident assertive lovers, often well endowed and physically fit.
This seems to be the attraction for most of the women.
And strangely this also seems to be the attraction for most of the husbands.
Surprisingly most of the husbands are heterosexual manly men, although some are bisexual, bisexuality is by no means a prerequisite."
"The husbands got turned on by their sexy wife being attractive to other men, and often delighted in sexually reclaiming their wives after they return from a steamy date with their bull."
"I turned and looked at my husband fully expecting him to be saying, "Fuck that!"
