When we got home from the pub Disco Linda's legs were very wobbly so I helped her into the house and up the stairs to our bedroom. I left her propped up against a wardrobe as I went for a piss and a wash. When I returned Linda was standing in her sexy black and pink bra and matching thong with her dress around her ankles and her hands were rubbing the front of her panties.
I don't think I'd ever seen her look like this before -- sultry and angry at the same time.
"Fuck me......fuck me NOW." She growled through pursed lips.
I didn't need asking twice and stripped out of my sweat pants, t-shirts and boxers in 2 seconds flat.
Linda stood by the bed staring at me with some disdain as she stripped out of her sexy underwear while I got under the quilt. My cock was as hard as it had been for a long, long time and my mind was working overtime guessing what she had planned. Just like the previous week she whipped the quilt off the bed and knelt beside me. I was sweating with anticipation as she caressed my cock until she nipped my foreskin and pulled it tight, making me wince, which made her giggle and shake her head as she stretched it for her amusement.
Linda slid her leg across my belly and shuffled until she felt my cock press against her hot pussy, then fumbled between her legs until she guided my cock into her bloated cunt.
"I hope that you've had a wank tonight." She whispered; "have you?"
I nervously nodded the affirmative, which made her smile thinly.
"Because I need you to last a lot longer than last week!"
My wife then rested her hands on my belly and began slowly riding my cock with her eyes closed and a look of deep concentration on her face.
Because of my 'condition' and weight this is the only position that we can have sex these days which is fine for me because I love the look on her face as she fucks me and her tits spring up like beach balls on a windy day.
Linda was breathing very heavily as she bounced on my cock until she went so fast it fell out twice quickly.
"Fucking Hell!" She gasped and glared at me before uncoupling and moving off the bed. "I can't fucking feel it in me!" She snarled as she handed me her 7 inch vibrater, "Here; use this......and make sure you do it properly - hard and fucking fast!"
In the ten years I'd known her Linda had never spoke to me like this but........it was a turn on!
My gorgeous wife then lay on top of me and began licking her pussy juice off my cock with her legs spread either side of my face. She was so wet with excitement her hairy hole was all frothy and bright red. I easily slid her vibe up her twat then buried my face into her sweaty mound and lapped up as much nectar as possible making Linda purr; then mischievously remembering last Saturday I ran my tongue over her arsehole, making her purr again. I spent the next minute running my tongue between her puckered arsehole, gaping cunt and stiff clit as I gently slid the plastic toy in and out. I was in Heaven; especially as she was swallowing my whole cock and roughly squeezing my balls.
Although we were both absolutely loving this 69 I still had my job to do. So while still licking her arsehole I manoeuvred the plastic toy so I could twist the base to turn it on and gave the buzzing vibrater a firm push that made Linda cough then groan. Thank God I have good eyesight because I'll take the view of her cunt swallowing the vibrater and my tongue licking her arse with me to the grave.
Linda's juices were gushing out of her as I fucked her with the sex toy as fast as my wrist would allow while sucking up her pussy fluid and licking her clit. To nobody's surprise Linda moaned and groaned and yelped with delight as the vibrater fucked her better than I'd managed for years. As my wife was deliriously sucking and wanking my cock I took even more advantage, by sliding my thumb into her arse while the vibrater buzzed deep inside her womb. This made Linda toss her head back and gasp, "FUCK....FUCK......FUCK.....YES!" as she furiously tugged my dick.
"Okay; you dirty bugger." I thought, and replaced my thumb with a finger which slid in right up to the hilt.
"Yes, yes, yes.....fucking hell....FUCKING HELL...yes...YES!" Linda panted as I battered her cunt with the toy and twisted my finger around in her arse. It was proving very difficult to lick her and fuck her at the same time so pressed the vibe in with my thumb and continued fingering her arse as I frantically licked her clit.
"Make me cum.......make me fucking CUM you fat bastard!" My demure wife growled through gritted teeth as she began bucking about like a rodeo rider at the same time as she tried to orgasm.....and when she did, she nearly took my eye out when she screamed and the vibe shot out of her cunt! The toy was followed by another river of warm fluid which ran down my face and onto the bed as she began sucking my cock so fast I had my second orgasm of the night. Not a lot of spunk this time....but bloody hell -- two orgasms in one night at my age? Was she trying to kill me?
Shattered and emotional Linda unceremoniously got off me and staggered to the bathroom leaving me to wipe my face and chest with a t-shirt. As my hand touched my face I could see and smell Linda's shit on my stained finger and thumb. At that exact moment in my life it was the sweetest smell in the whole world.
Even after washing my hands the previous night I could still smell her arse on my fingers the next morning; which gave me a lovely stiffy to wake up with.
Sunday was the same as the previous week with Linda nursing a Queen Size hangover and sending and receiving lots of secret texts from her sister. After lunch she went to bed for a couple of hours while I tidied up the garden. After 20 minutes I went to the toilet under the pretext of seeing if she was asleep -- she was. I found her mobile phone and scrolled into the messages. I know; I know....but I couldn't stop myself.
The first text I opened from Kim had an attachment -- a picture of a huge stiff cock standing to attention! It was the lad's that she had taken home the previous evening. He hadn't been kidding when he said there was enough for two. My sister in law had sent over 20 messages; some with photos (one of her sucking that cock!) but most describing what the she had done with the bodybuilder, then I found three that were Kim telling Linda that Ben's friend 'Bully' wanted to see my wife and 'finish what she'd started'.
I felt slightly nauseous as I read and re-read these messages; especially the last one when Kim asked if she should give him Linda's number. Linda's phone doesn't store sent messages so I didn't know what her response had been.
I put the phone back and went into the bathroom and had a wank at the thought of my wife actually meeting that young hulk.
After her nap my wife was in a particularly good mood for the rest of the day; with Linda eventually telling me a little about what a 'fun' night she'd had dancing and drinking and again teased me again about the amount of young guys who'd flirted and danced with her; but she never actually mentioned 'Bully' but her eyes were twinkling as she recounted dancing with a succession of horny young guys.
At one stage she was obviously getting flushed as she talked about Kim and Ben canoodling in the car. Her voice went down several octaves as she teased me for watching them.
"But it turned you on too." I whispered like a naughty schoolboy, making her go bright red and leave the room.
I was working until 10pm all week so not getting home until after 11 so hardly saw my wife apart from getting in and out of bed, which had its compensations when I watched her getting dressed, which was still a turn on for me.
Being a nosey bugger it also gave me the opportunity to snoop around; which could be a positive and a negative. On the positive front I could have great fun going through the dirty washing and sniffing and wanking into her dirty underwear or checking up on her internet use; which was very high. From the history she'd spent a lot of time on Facebook and on MSN but I couldn't get any further so couldn't find out who she'd been chatting to (but I could guess).
On the negative side you can find things that you are not supposed to. After checking Linda's internet usage on Thursday morning I was in the mood for a wank so rummaged in the laundry basket and not only found her leopard skin print bra and pants which were very soiled and probably not just with her fluids! They were crusty around the gusset and smelled very pungent. But it wasn't just her bra and pants that I found but a black suspender belt with suspicious white stains and a pair of very sexy tan stockings!
I'm no Einstein but even I knew that she wouldn't wear undies like that to watch Eastenders!
I sat on the edge of the bed with the dirty lingerie in my hands for nearly five minutes. At first I was in shock but couldn't resist smelling the stains and then rubbing them over my face. Without a second of remorse I pulled my shorts down and added my own semen to the offending evidence.
It was my turn to be in a daze now. I was excited at the thought of my lovely wife getting shagged rotten by the muscle bound hulk that I'd seen her with on Friday; but was it him? Or was it someone else? Would I ever really find out? Could I cope with being second best?
The questions and answers flew through my head for the next hour or so. Without really knowing how I got there (I drove of course) I found myself sitting in the pub car park at 11.30. After nearly 15 minutes I nervously made my way inside. I don't know what I expected to find but sat in silence in the bar with a pint a packet of crisps.
I wasn't alone as there were three old men sitting playing dominoes, two other loners reading newspapers and two young lads dressed in track suits playing pool. I didn't recognise either but they had that same arrogant look that Ben and his friend Bully had.
The pub was nothing special; and had probably once been a Social Club that had gone bust which would explain the size. The people running it seemed very professional with photos of successful sports teams all around the bar with posters advertising future events in the function room.
Just as I was about to finish my beer my stomach turned over and my pulse raced as three huge shaven headed, muscle-bound hulks wearing singlet's that emphasised their Popeye arms that were covered in Celtic tattoos came into the bar and threw their sports bags down next to the pool table and greeted the two who were playing pool.
