The view became the least of this covered bridge’s attractions

Now that our children are grown, when the weather is nice my wife and I like to get in the car and just drive somewhere—to area attractions, flea markets, wherever. Late one after­noon while riding we saw a covered bridge next to a picnic area and park, and stopped to check it out. While we were looking around, evening set in, and for whatever reason I started feeling really horny.

I playfully grabbed my wife’s butt, which was concealed in a knee-length denim skirt. I should mention that Naomi has always been on the conservative side, normally dressing to conceal her sexy medium build. (Even now the only sign of her age is a hint of gray in her long, silky hair.) Actually, the sleeveless white knit blouse she was wearing that day showed off her gorgeous tits uncharacteristically well. She rebuffed a couple of advances from me, then gave in and let me kiss her. She even let me feel her up a little. But when I tried getting my hand up her skirt, she said no.

Trying another approach, I kissed her again and said there was just enough fading light for a few pictures, and got her to pose for me. I en­couraged her to show some leg and told her to relax and live a little. She gave in, and I took more pics. Then I told her to flash me her panty crotch, and she said no. When I asked again, she said, “No, because I’m not wearing panties.”

I was surprised, to say the least! I begged her to show me, and finally she said okay, as long as I never let anyone else see the pictures. I promised, and she pulled up her skirt enough to show me her bare pussy. She even let me take pics of her twirling and showing off her bare ass.

Suddenly we were startled to hear voices! It was some older guys, three of them, probably mid-twenties, walking up onto the bridge with us!

One of them gave a wolf whistle, which so threw Naomi that she dropped her skirt! It was a thrilling moment, but I saw her obvious nervousness.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you,” one of the boys said. “We figured nobody was here and thought we’d have a beer. Want one?”

I took the beer in an effort to ­relieve some tension. The boys apologized for scaring Naomi, but they said how sexy she was, and how they didn’t expect to see someone like her here! I agreed with them, which only further embarrassed her. I tried to get her to calm down by having a beer, but no sale. I did finally get her to drink some of mine. After that she finally accepted one of her own. She was still shy and didn’t speak while we hung out with the boys, who talked about various noncontroversial topics. Nobody seemed uncomfortable as of the time I ex­cused myself to take a leak in the bushes.

As I returned to the bridge I heard some talking in low tones but couldn’t make out what was being said. I saw one of the boys standing right in front of Naomi, with the others kind of gathered around. Then I noticed that the boy’s hand was between her legs, and her skirt was kind of pulled up to allow him access! I froze, and watched awhile from the shadows. Finally I began drawing closer, slowly so as not to ruin the excitement.

When Naomi noticed me, she gasped, “Honey, I—” but broke off with a gasp. No doubt her admirer’s fingers had found her en­trance and penetrated her. I watched as he fingered her while she leaned back along the wall of the covered bridge, gasping and panting. The boy stood in closer, bent at the knees briefly and then lurched up. Naomi gasped, and I realized, as he began rhythmic hip thrusting, that he had his cock inside her. This boy less than half her age was fucking the shit out of her, with his friends watching! She wrapped one leg him around and he kept thrusting in and out, until he grunted two or three times and slumped into her. Her leg dropped, and they stood there panting.

Now the boy stepped away and one of the others moved in. He spun Naomi around and pulled her long skirt up from behind. I heard him undo his pants, and he entered her from behind. Again she gasped as she was fucked while leaning up against the wall, looking out across the creek. All I could do was watch.

Once the second boy was done, the third got Naomi on her hands and knees for her third fuck within a 20-minute period! Just as he was coming, and she with him, we saw headlights, and a spotlight began shining around the area. I made out a local police car, and realized the cop must have noticed the cars and was investigating. Naomi dropped her skirt back in place and the boys pulled up their shorts and tucked back in, and we walked out casually toward our cars—and the cop!

If he got a good look at Naomi’s messed-up hair and saw how sweaty she was, I think he’d have known right away that she had just been fucked—or actually gang-fucked. Instead, he just told us politely that we had to go, which was fine by us. We raced home and fucked like teenagers, reliving one of the most erotic episodes of our adult lives.

—Name and address withheld