John awoke to the wonderful sensation of a mouth sucking on his rock hard cock, he opened his eyes and lying between his legs was a beautiful red headed woman, he glanced down to see the bobbing head of his wife's 58 year old best friend & neighbour Carol, as she sucked energetically on his hard cock, his 48 year old wife of 20 years, Jenny, was lying behind him with her hand on Carol's head, a fistful of Carol's hair tangled in her hand and was using it to guide Carol's efforts to make him cum with her mouth, all the while muttering filthy words of encouragement to her best friend.
"Suck his dick faster you dirty slut, make him cum down your throat," Jenny shouted and moaned as she rubbed her pussy with her free hand and aggressively pushed and pulled Carol's head up and down on John's cock. "Hurry up and make my man come. I want to taste his cum and then feel that cock in my pussy next."
John smiled and began sucking on the tits of his wife as his cock twitched and filled Carol's mouth with his cum, which she eagerly accepted. Then his wife moved down beside her friend to kiss her deeply on the mouth and let Carol swap some of his cum from her mouth to his wife's. The two woman then lapped at the dribbles of cum dripping from his still hard twitching cock. As Carol and his wife Jenny exchanged long French kisses and he guided their heads back to his cock with hands gently on each of their heads, his mind drifted back to how this fantastic situation he was in began, less than 24 hours ago.
And like all good stories it started in a bar.
John was 45, kept himself in reasonable shape for his age and happily married to his wife of 20 years Jenny. It was the weekend and John was having lunch at the local sports bar. Usually he'd be at home, but today he had to spend the morning at work fixing a few issues that had cropped up. He had popped into the bar after finishing to have a bite to eat and a beer before heading home.
Jenny was a couple of years older than John, 48, but she had a fantastic figure for a woman her age, sure her breast weren't as perky as they'd been 20 years ago but they were 34dd and she worked out every day, so her body was tight and she had lots of energy. And while they didn't have as much sex as John would like, when they did it was energetic and always satisfying.
While sitting in a booth and finishing the last of his food, he saw a guy sitting at the bar and was sure he knew him from somewhere. He was about the same age as John, a good looking guy, well built and muscular. Unlike John who, although looked after himself, if truth be told, was getting a little podgy around the waist, a middle age spread as it is usually referred to. But what had initially caught Johns attention was the stunning young mid twenty year old woman he was energetically talking to. She was completely enthralled with the guy and John was kinda surprised when the guys hand rested on her bare leg and she didn't seem to mind. John sipped at his beer as the two chatted and the girl seemed to get more and more friendly with the guy, till he leaned in and whispered something and her face lit up and she quickly got off the stool she was sitting on, and walked over to the restrooms. She looked around to make sure no one could notice and at the last second instead of entering the ladies she entered the men's. The guy at the bar, smiled, threw back the drink he had, emptying the glass and confidently walked into the gents after his lady friend.
Fascinated John seemed to be the only person in the quiet bar that had noticed this little scene play out in front of him. And then, sometime later the guy exited the restrooms doing up his fly followed by the lovely young lady, who now looked a little more dishevelled than she did on entering, her shirt was unbuttoned exposing her bra covered breasts and she buttoned it as she left the restroom, and her lipstick seemed a little smeared. The man turned and spoke to her and she laughed then quickly left the bar. Smiling, he then sauntered back to his stool and caught the attention of the barman and ordered a drink.
John was smiling to himself at the audacity of this casual mid day public sex act and was about to get up and leave when he heard his name being shouted across the bar.
"John Stafford, is that you?" It was the guy sat at the bar, his head tilted to the side peering at John before exclaiming "Damn it is you. How you doing man. I haven't seen you in years."
The guy crossed over and sat down opposite John and extended his hand. On seeing the look of puzzlement that must have been on Johns face because of a lack of recognition he exclaimed "It's Dave Murray. From school. I don't blame you if you don't recognise me I've changed a lot."
John remembered Dave from school now he heard the name and damn had he changed. At school Dave had been an overweight, borderline obese kid with little or no social graces at all. He had been the constant butt of most jokes and if John was being honest, a bit slow witted most of the time. Dave had grown up in the same street as John and their parents had gotten along well and they used to see each other a lot out of school, so most times John looked out for Dave at school and kept most people from picking on the poor kid. But that was 30-35 years ago. Dave had obviously worked out, got some gains at the gym and left the poor fat kid of all those years ago long behind.
So for the rest of the afternoon, the two old friends John and Dave caught up and drank beer together as long lost friends often do. As the afternoon drew to a close and just a little drunk now, John asked Dave about the girl he was with earlier, trying to find out if it was his wife or girlfriend, where they met and how damn jealous John was that this smoking girl had taking him to the toilet for sex.
"I know crazy wasn't it John, but I couldn't resist it." Dave spoke fast and ordered some whisky chasers with the next round before continuing, "as soon as I came in and saw her sitting at the bar I thought she was hot, but then I saw the wedding ring and just had to have her you know? I can't resist a married woman."
He laughed and urged John to neck his whisky shot, which slightly drunk as they were John thought why not, before John blurted out, "wait, wait, you didn't know her before coming in the bar? And she was married. Jesus Dave, that is some game you got there, or your bullshitting me."
Dave slyly shook his head before drunkenly saying in a giggling voice "Nope. No bullshit and no lie. She was happily married, innocent, and truly faithful wife just in having a lunchtime snack. I chatted away with her and next thing you know, her little hand with the wedding ring is round my dick and she's on her knees and eagerly feeding it into her mouth like a champ."
He drew in the beer spilled on the table with his finger on the table as he spoke, then continued in a conspiratorial whisper "I love the married ones, especially faithful ones, nothing more satisfying than having a loving and faithful wife debase herself on her knees in a dirty gents toilet by sucking me off and begging me to blast my come onto her face or tits. Or, in this case, coming into her eager mouth to watch her swallow it down then packing her off and sending her back home to the hubby who is none the wiser."
