I came home from a multi-day road trip on a mid afternoon. My wife was waiting on me and as usual I wanted to decompress with a quick shower and a change of clothes. She had just gotten back from Yoga, had a bath robe on and said she’d meet me down stairs with a drink when I got done. I kissed her before she left smelling her sweet perfume along her neck.
I entered the shower with visions already dancing by her simply wearing a bath robe and what may be underneath as well as the promise of a nice drink to match. My cock was already getting hard at the thought of our next steps and after a quick shower I headed downstairs to her in the living room where she had the stereo on and playing some great sensual music which only added to the anticipation of what might be to come.
I only had a bath towel wrapped around my waist as I headed downstairs but based upon what I saw from her partially open robe I was probably over dressed. As I approached her she pulled the robe back off her shoulders and kissed me passionately asking what took me so long to shower. I fumbled for a response as I was focused on her and moved in to meet her kiss and pushed her robe further down and saw that she was gift wrapped in a beautiful black bra and barely there panty with a chain front guarding the prize that I hoped for. Her pussy was beautifully trimmed and the panties perfectly framed the masterpiece between her sweet thighs. My cock leapt at the thought of taking her immediately and fucking her with abandon, but she soon made it clear this would be on her terms.
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I came home from my road trip and entered the house to find champagne chilled and two glasses waiting. I heard Donna call out from the deck saying, “Pour us a couple glasses and join me on the deck.” I did as instructed and walked out to find her on the chaise lounge wearing a bikini and soaking up some sun. It was green and matched her similarly colored eyes and complimented he soft tanned skin.
I handed her a glass and she thanked me for saving her the trip as I gazed down at her beautiful body. “Having fun?” I asked. She smiled and said that the sun felt good and was warming more than her skin as she drew her fingertips along her breast. She noticed the bulge that was growing in my pants and rubbing her hand she asked me if that was the sun causing that or her.
She already knew the answer and pulled her swim top open and showed me her tits. She started rolling her nipples between her fingers and licked her lips as she stared at my crotch. Playfully she opened her mouth and said ‘Feed me”
In last September’s issue you printed my letter about a white water rafting trip my husband Ned and I had taken in Montana, during which I had a sexy fling with one of our two guides—with the full approval of my loving husband. At the time I had also been attracted to the other guide, a younger man named Kyle, especially after catching a glimpse of his quite sizeable cock as he was skinny dipping one morning; but nothing came of it then. But my husband understood about that too, and on the following Christmas he gave me a special gift: a round-trip airline ticket to Montana, along with a note saying that he had made reservations for me at the lodge we had stayed at, and had arranged for Kyle to meet my plane.
I was excited but apprehensive at first, because it seemed as though my husband was paying this young man to be with me. But Ned assured me he had only contacted Kyle and told him he thought I would like to get better acquainted with him, and asked if he felt the same way. Ned had explained that we had an open marriage of sorts, and that he approved of my having lovers. Kyle had replied that if Ned was serious, he would more than happy to spend a week of his vacation time with me. Thus reassured, I thanked my husband profusely, and a couple of weeks later I was in the air, on my way to Montana.
Dustin had hit some hard times, a friend of his had paid off his debts with a good portion of Dustin’s things. He also had gotten fired for missing work while his fiance was in the hospital and he had to stay home with their daughter. The topper on this misery was his fiance left him once she was out of the hospital leaving all the hospital bills and taking their daughter. Leaving Dustin jobless, homeless and with barely anything left to pawn. He got in touch with me through a chain of mutual friends for a place to stay on his way to a permanent home with friends.
I was working late the day Dustin came into town and when I got home him and my boyfriend were sitting on the couch chatting. He didn’t seem like much curled up on the couch but then he stood up to introduce himself. Even in his baggy T-shirt I could tell he was lean and muscular and when he went to shake my hand it was second nature to hug him instead. My head came just to his shoulder and I could feel his firm chest against mine. I couldn’t help but get just a little excited even though my boyfriend was sitting right there.
Now is probably a good time to explain that my boyfriend is 10 years older than me and works close to 50 hours a week so our sex life takes a serious hit. I get sex maybe once a month. Not that it excuses what I’m about to tell you but it at least explains it a little.
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