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A stupid sex act by an older couple

12/2/2012

No one ever tells you that once you reach fifty your sex life
begins to change and not for the better. And when it happens
you can easily make some stupid decisions in hopes of making
yourself feel like you did when you were younger. This is
just such a story about my wife Laura and I and the stupid
sex act we tried.


I married a great gal who also was passionate when she was
younger so together we were the perfect match. And then
when we reached our fifties our lust began to disappear
even though we enjoyed living a very upper middle class
lifestyle. So to keep things fun, we began to substitute
social outings, our country club and galas in place of sex.
Yet some nights when we got home from an event we would share
that special time all couples share together in our bedroom
but not nearly as often as we use to.


I began to sense something was fading for me as a man although
I never told my wife how I felt. Oddly enough what seemed
to make my wife the happiest was completely redecorating
our home which took her almost a year and a half. Between
designers and contractors whom she had selected she seemed
like she felt fulfilled. It appeared that money buys comfort
but it couldn’t buy me the sexual excitement I still wanted
but no longer was getting.


I was still grateful since my wife was still a rare find with
the graceful way of carrying herself. She also had been
blessed with a perfect sense of taste with both her decorating
skills and her wardrobe which cost way more than I will admit
to in this story. When she turned fifty, she looked more
elegant and less like the sexual creature she use to be.
I suppose I should have been grateful for the years I did
enjoy her passion. And I am not saying Laura had lost all
her lust. It was just that she showed it less often.


My wife had years before cut her long brown hair yet wore
a shorter style which was still very attractive. Her miniskirts
were long gone and longer, more stylish and more expensive
skirts took their place. Yet her classical good looks and
firm body made her as attractive to me as much as she had when
I first met her when I was in grad school.


So out of boredom I began to surf the web at night while Laura
would snuggle in with a good book elsewhere in the house.
She knew I checked my stock reports, read the local paper
and got caught up on sports scores but my wife never suspected
I was spending more and more time searching sex dating sites.
After all we were simply not the kind of people who looked
at porn or browsed through swinger web sites just for the
fun of it.


And all of you know if your reading this story those sites
slowly begins to blur the line between right and wrong.
It doesn’t take long before I believed lots of happy couples
did that sort of thing. Maybe not our close friends, but
lots of other couples added to their sex lives by adding
other partners. I spent way too many hours looking at potential
females while wondering to myself how I would really feel
if Laura shared herself with another man. But then we all
tend to think that way at times and I told myself it was just
for fun and not too take my thoughts too seriously.


On one particular morning I showered, dressed for work
and joined her in the kitchen where she had brewed my favorite
coffee and had my favorite rolls delivered from our local
bakery. I had done well in life and we could enjoy those extra
kinds of perks that most couples can’t afford. I walked
in smiled like I always did as I paused to marvel at her long
flowing silk robe while she sat sipping her coffee. Even
in the morning before she fixed herself up my wife looked
simply stunning.


“You left your computer on last night after you went to
bed, ” my wife said softly from across the table. Not
giving it a second thought I said I must have forgot and didn’t
think anything else about it. I left for the office a few
minutes later and it was only then that it hit me that maybe
my prim and proper wife might have seen one of the sex web
sites I was browsing the night before.


I remember chuckling to myself in the car and imagined Laura
of all people looking at the screen and seeing photo after
photo of naked women, naked men and naked couples. I began
to laugh to myself imaging Laura looking shocked at those
types of photos. I mean Laura use to be a fire ball when she
was younger but had somehow become way too stuffy after
she turned fifty.


So when I got home that night my wife greeted me without a
word, kissed me on my cheek and mixed me a cocktail to help
wash away the stress of the day. “How was the office today?”
she asked. I told her the company was doing fine and that
we were on the verge of a possible big deal. “Thanks great.
I am so proud of you, ” she commented and went back to her
cocktail without making another comment.


I need to stop here and also give my wife credit for half of
my success. We have always been a team and even though Laura
didn’t work in our company, she had been my sounding board
at home when I needed her most. And anyway she raised our
two children mostly on her own since I poured my life and
my soul into making money for my family.


“How was your day?” I asked expecting to hear all about
the club or some friend of hers and the latest rumors swirling
around about somebody we knew. And then when I least expected
it my wife brought up the web site and didn’t seem as shocked
as I would have expected. It had been years since Laura and
I had talked about sex even if we still occasionally did
it.


I learned that Laura was surprisingly curious about those
people on the site. I chuckled and told her some are probably
nuts and others might be normal. She had lots of questions
as to why couples try things like that and expressed her
concerns about the kind of damage it could cause a marriage.
And quite honestly I was shocked at her matter a fact discussion
to the point my dick began to slowly respond.


“Do you want to meet one of those women?” she asked with
some hesitance. “I mean would that be fun for you to try
something like that?” she asked before I could respond
to her first question. “Would you let me?” I asked curious
to hear her real feelings on the subject but never really
seeing myself answering a woman’s ad on a sex web site.
It was the first time in a long time that I was beginning to
feel like the man I was when I was younger. And the more excited
I became the more attractive my wife appeared.


Little did I know at that point my wife was also very aroused
but hid it well while we discussed this bizarre subject?
“Well let me ask you the same question. Would like be interested
in another man?” I said and stared while her face became
flush and red. My wife immediately shook her head no but
I was not sure she was telling me her real inner feelings.



I think my wife and I were just two people in their fifties
searching for a way to feel young and sexy again. Neither
of us could permanently stop ourselves from growing older
but at least we could make it pause for a little while if we
had the courage to.


My wife rose from her chair with her usual graceful style
and grinned at me briefly. “Wait here. I will be right
back.” By then my dick was half hard and my nerves wound
tight as I sat with such anticipation. I could hardly control
myself. Laura was gone for five or ten agonizing minutes
before she walked back into the den wearing a long silk robe.



Her eyes were on fire as I held my breath while she walked
into the room with a definitely sway in her hips. For a second
it felt like we were both thirty all over again. I began to
shake in my chair as she was once again showing me the sexual
side. I stared at her fingers as she slowly untied the belt
on her robe. My mouth was literally dry as I waited with my
heart beating louder and louder in my chest.


With her long slender fingers, my wife slowly opened up
the robe and held it out with her hands showing me her beautiful
completely naked body. My wife has the most wonderful breasts,
not huge by any means but delightfully shaped and still
as perky as they were when she was forty five. Her pinkish
nipples were swollen nicely as my eyes roamed over them
and down across her belly.


My wife had always had extremely thick black bush and my
eyes became glued to it next. As I sat there drooling I could
still spot her pink outer lips swollen and shiny from her
juices. “See anything you like” she asked. Like I said
before when my wife is in the right kind of mood she is more
woman than most men could handle. It was just the last few
years she was less and less in that mood.


She stands only five foot three inches but in her heels she
looked much taller. “Now tell me dear. Do you really want
any of those other women when you can have me?” she asked
with her lip stick covered rosy lips. Once next to I pulled
her into my arms and felt her heat burning hot. It was as if
we were both transported back in time the way we grabbed
at each other’s organs.


Laura gasped and pleaded with me before her entire body
tensed up and exploded. That only made me want and need her
more as I pulled her legs apart and pressed my manhood to
her wet crack. Her inner muscles were forced apart as my
hard cock drove into her depths. The rest of our union was
just like I had remembered it use to be. If all it took was
for my wife to look at the internet to act like this, I hoped
she looked every day until we were both too old to make love
anymore.


But growing old was not easy to accept because by the next
morning we returned to our comfortable lifestyle and put
our one torrid night in the history books. Over the next
few months my fantasy developed, changed and changed again
as I kept searching for something that would light both
of our fires like it did that one night. In other words I wanted
my sexy wife back and searched for an idea to make that happen.



The only option I came up with was to try and find the perfect
guy who would understand value and respect us while being
ultra discreet in the process. I knew it was a real long shot
even if found the right man for my wife to ever agree to do
anything with him. But it was all I had and kept searching
most nights looking for just the solution we both needed.



And oddly while searching I never really stopped to think
about how I would react if I ever did find a man she might agree
to. My focus was only on her and hoped to find a lover for her
that she would enjoy. Then one night Laura walked into my
den one night and found me at my computer searching male
photos.


“What in the world are you doing?” she asked while staring
at my computer. Figuring it did me no good to lie to hear I
told my wife I was looking for possible male to bring us some
excitement. I didn’t bother to turn and see her expression
as my wife stood over my shoulders gasping in shock. A few
long tense seconds passed before I she said, “Your really
serious aren’t you?” I told her I was and that I thought
it would bring us both back to life like we use to be when we
were younger.


My wife left me alone without saying a word until we climbed
into bed later that night. “I love you, not some other
man, ” Laura whispered while snuggling next to me. “I
know you love me but wouldn’t it be exciting to try something
like that just once, ” I asked while wrapping my arm around
her and holding her close to me.


Clearly it would be the most insane thing two people our
age could ever try. Laura never said yes but she never said
no as I continued searching and occasionally would call
her into the den to check out some photos and profiles. And
of course I got “yuck” or “no way” to every photo
I showed her.


I grew frustrated and finally gave up looking. I went back
and poured myself into our business while my wife planed
for a landscape company to redo our lawn in the spring. She
had always been into flowers and was planning a major expansion
so she could have the very best flower garden possible.
We never spoke of that old idea of mine and I figured we never
would. Spring came and went and her garden got put in and
I will admit it look fantastic. But then it should have once
I got the bill and saw how much she had actually spent.


We were sipping wine on the patio in late summer admiring
her new garden while taking advantage of the nice warm summer
nights. From out of nowhere Laura looked at me and said,
“I might have found someone if you want to go talk to him
and see what you think.” I had no clue what she was talking
about and figured it was another contractor she wanted
to hire for some new project for the house.


“What do you want done around here now?”I remember
asking without really looking in her direction. “You
know. What we talked about last winter, ” she replied.
But stupid me still didn’t get it and I asked her again
to refresh my memory. My wife grew impatient with me and
simply frowned in my direction.


And then it hit me. She was talking about having another
man for her and I went numb. Was my perfectly proper wife
really talking about sex with another man? I felt my heart
speed up as I clung to my glass of wine still unable to process
that situation. I had given up and thought that option had
died months before. In my heart I never thought it ever got
off the ground in the first place. It had just been my fantasy
which she had squashed like a bug. My wife never showed any
interest in my idea or so I thought.


I also need to stop here and say that lots of stories are written
about a husband who shares his wife. But I really was not
prepared for it even though I thought I was. And in fact it
didn’t go well from my perspective and I can’t say how
my wife felt afterwards because she has never spoke of that
night again. We were two stupid older people about to try
something that we should never have tried.


The first lesson I learned was that my wife saw things in
Luke that I just didn’t see. I mean when I arranged to talk
with him, he seemed nice enough but in a million miles away
from I thought Laura would be interested in. Early forties,
worked with his hands, clean but not well groomed and clearly
not educated. Apparently while he supervised her new garden
project last spring and the two of the struck up a friendship
and chatted each day.


Of course Luke had no idea why I wanted to meet him. No doubt
he thought I may have been displeased with his work around
my home. And I tried to figure out how I would bring up the
real reason I wanted to talk to him. This was turning out
to be very challenging and I hadn’t even got past the first
step. It’s not like I could just ask him if he wanted to
fuck my wife some night just for the fun of it.


So I met with Luke and chatted but never mentioned my main
reason for the meeting. Instead I took the cowards way out
and asked me a bunch of stupid questions about her flower
garden pretending I was interested in learning more. And
for the hour of his life that I wasted I also learned Luke
was divorced, had one child and was a religious person.



I remember sitting there thinking to myself at least he
is not married but his religious beliefs might get in the
way. Finally I thanked him for his time and we shook hands
before I drove away without accomplishing a single thing.
Nothing had been mentioned about my wife or our idea and
we were no closer to than before my meeting.


When I arrived at home, I was not sure what I was going to say
to Laura but I got saved because she was hosting her garden
club which meant ten other woman were at our house. It also
gave me cover since I had not mentioned before hand to her
that I was meeting with Luke that afternoon.


I had spent months during the winter searching for a man
for my wife and not once did I have concerns about it. I had
focused all my thought process of the fantasy which was
suddenly made me slightly uncomfortable. Yet each time
I looked at my beautiful wife, something stirred within
me that was dark and sexual. In my heart I was convinced this
would be an exciting thing for us to try.


Once all her guests had left I casually mentioned to her
I met with Luke a few hours ago. I will always remember the
look in my wife’s eyes when she turned and stared at me.
It felt like her eyes were laser beams and I was hit with both
of them without warning.


Just imagine a well dressed, perfectly groomed fifty four
year old classy woman with that kind of expression. “What
did he say?” she asked with a tremble in her voice. “I
didn’t know how to bring it up. So we just talked about
flowers, ” I replied. It was clear a wave of relief washed
over my wife as she put the tray down and took a deep breath.
I think we both realized this was much more difficult and
way more complex than we originally thought.


“But I thought you wanted to try this, ” she said softly
after staring at her flower gardens. “Now, I not as sure
anymore, ” I said wanting to be as honest as I could be
with the woman I had been married to for most of my life. The
second lesson I learned was that once an issue comes up between
a couple, it doesn’t go away either. Even a couple in their
fifties. Sex is a strong instinct and has vise like grips
when it takes hold of you. When Laura and I crawled into our
bed later that night I felt some tension between us. The
room was completely dark when I reached for her and felt
her softness and her heat.


Once my wife’ warm sweet lips touched mine, it felt like
heaven all over again. I did not make a comment but clearly
my wife was terribly aroused as I discovered when my finger
tips rubbed over her very slippery pussy. She whimpered
in the darkness as if she was drowning and needing rescuing
from her own sexual demons. I told myself Laura must have
also been thinking about a lover and that is why she was so
wet. “Let’s invite Luke over for dinner next week and
see what happens, ” I said. My wife never responded leaving
me to believe she agreed with my suggestion.


If she was nervous the day Luke was to arrive for dinner,
I didn’t see it although inside I had mixed emotions.
When my wife dressed for dinner she wore a long rather conservative
skirt and top which also gave me no indication of her level
of interest in this idea. Luke arrived at seven just as he
was suppose to and the three of us had cocktails on the patio
and talked about what a good job he did with her flower garden.
I explained to him we wanted to have him over for dinner as
our way of thanking him for all his hard work.


He was a well built man about six feet tall and thankfully
he had shaven since I first met him. At times I thought I saw
my wife’s eye gleam a little when she faced him and other
times she didn’t show any desire for him. At one point
I don’t know why but I commented to the two of them, “It
was a nice surprise to discover the two of you struck up a
good friendship.”


Luke smiled, Laura smiled but neither of them responded.
Things were going nowhere when we finally sat down to dinner.
More boring chit chat for the hour the three of us spent at
the dining room table so I began to wonder if this was going
to be a complete bust. I mean how in the world we could go from
“Very tender steak”to “Do you two want to want to
have intercourse?”


We had just finished our meals when my wife motioned for
me to help her in the kitchen. I excused myself telling Luke
I would be right back and went to the kitchen to see how my
wife was feeling about this idea hoping to hear she was still
interested.


“If you want this to happen you have to go talk to him, ”
she whispered to me while making sure Luke didn’t walk
in and hear us. “Ok I will as long as you agree this would
be fun, ” I whispered back as if Laura and I were suddenly
two ten year olds with a huge secret. She just smiled but
didn’t say a word so I told her to go to our bedroom, put
on some sexy lingerie. I added that I would talk to Luke and
if he was interested I would send him to her.


I walked back out in our dining room and took a chair next
Luke. I stalled for about ten more minutes but knowing my
wife was waiting in our bedroom gave me the courage to carefully
bring the real reason we invited him over that night. No
doubt he was shocked by the information I shared with him.
Older rich people don’t do things like that and his expression
told me he didn’t really know how to proceed.


“It’s tempting for sure. But I am really not sure, ”
Luke said softly avoiding direct eye contact with me. “Why
don’t you go talk with Laura and then the two of you can
decide, ” I replied and pointed the way to our bedroom.
Luke looked stunned at the table and didn’t move for a
few seconds. My heart was beating double time when he stood
up and left me at the dining room table in search of my wife.



I waited just a few seconds too nervous to not know what was
going on. When I reached our bedroom door, I saw my wife in
a sheer bra, matching panties and surprisingly a garter
belt holding up her lacy nylons. I had never seen that outfit
before and knew she must have bought it just for tonight.
Luke was standing five feet away from her soaking up her
feminine charms all visible to him for the first time. I
can safely say I have never been so nervous in my entire life.
It was hard for my brain to accept the reality that Laura
was wearing lingerie in front of another man even though
my eyes did not lie.


I then began to notice little details as I waited silently
for them to decide what they were going to do. Her nipples
were visible through the sheer bra and once she raised her
hand over them and blushed. Looking at my wife’s panties
I saw them clinging around her crack telling me she was nice
and juicy even if she was embarrassed showing herself off
in front of him. And I noticed Luke using his hands more gesturing
to her although his back was to me.


It was one of those moments in my life that I could never have
imagined. My wife was with another man in our bedroom. She
tried to smile but it was obvious she was too nervous to relax
enough to offer him a real smile. Then as I felt my legs growing
weak, I watched him approach my wife and gently wrap his
arms around her for the first time. Her slender back felt
his strong arms holding her for the first time. At least
he was touching her gently like a lady should be touched.



I had to look away for at least a second or two and digest the
fact my wife was now kissing another man. Was she loving
being in his arms or was she faking it? When I looked back
up towards them it was obvious some sort of connection was
beginning for both of them. My wife’s head was tilted
to the side and I noticed she kept her eyes closed during
their kiss. They weren’t doing much but it still felt
like things were moving way too fast.


They continued kissing each other as if that was something
very special. It was just plain odd watching Laura in another
man’s arms enjoying herself so much. It could have ended
right there and I would have been happy. But I knew we were
far from finished. I tried not to think about the real sex
that would come later.


Luke’s arms remained around her waist as they kissed
with more passion than I expected. Laura’s arms were
around his neck as she reached up holding him tight against
her. Instead of my dick growing hard it was shrinking in
my slacks maybe because of how nervous I was getting. It
felt like an out of body experience or some sort of movie
starring Laura of all people.


And then without any warning what so ever, my wife’s bra
fell to the floor between them. “Are you ok?” I asked
as stupid as that sounds. My wife did not respond and continued
melting in Luke’s arms. Her soft perky breasts crushed
against him as she savored his kisses. The farther this
went the more nervous and excited I became. It felt like
the excitement you feel if you passed a bad car accident
on the freeway.


I couldn’t believe my eyes when they climbed onto our
bed together. And when he sucked my wife’s hard nipples
I had to look away again. I only found the courage to look
back when I heard my wife beginning to moan. Amazingly she
was getting into this and her hips began to squirm the hotter
he made her. It looked as she really wanted to make love to
him and no longer looked like the fantasy I had imagined.



I was struck by the animal like quality that seized them
both as the prepared to breed. It became a blur the farther
they went down that path together. By then Luke’s hands
were roaming freely and my wife was whimpering the entire
time. I remember holding my cocktail and staring at her
on our bed while his hands romanced over her flesh.


Luke’s large hand then slid down over her stomach to the
top of her panties. He had removed her garter belt and nylons
before they climbed onto the bed so all she had left were
those wet panties. Her body tensed up slightly as his finger
tips moved under the waist band down towards her wet womanhood.
I don’t know why but for some reason I expected her to stop
his hand but she didn’t.


Instead she kept kissing him while his fingers moved over
her wet crack. I am sure Luke was amazed to find her full bush
but then he was not going to complain either. Laura was all
woman and once he touched her vagina she melted even quicker.



Her ripe pussy began to blossom and fill the room as my nose
quickly picked up her familiar sweet scent. And no doubt
Luke smelled her too because he becoming more aggressive
after that. She looked at me for just a second before she
took his cock in her hands and began to stroke him slowly.



And I know every guy things his dick looks good but when I
saw Luke’s erection I got a sick feeling in my stomach.
Male organs are not pretty in anyway and in fact look like
swollen, vein filled purple vegetables. But apparently
my wife liked his shaft just based on the way she used her
hands to stroke him over and over while holding his hairy
sack with her free hand. It didn’t take long before drops
of precum oozed out from the head as she used her finger to
wipe it away.


Watching them together made me short of breath and all they
were doing was the beginning of their foreplay. I remember
staring at her hands on his cock and wondering how in the
world she was going to fit all of that in her little pussy.
Luke laid on his back for a short while before he placed his
hand on the back of her head forcing her mouth down towards
his shaft. Considering everything I witnessed that night,
watching my wife suck his cock was the most disgusting.



Thank goodness that didn’t last for very long before
Luke had my wife on her back and pulled her panties off now
needing to have her completely naked and there for him when
he was ready. I didn’t watch the whole thing but knew she
climaxed at least once if not more. And then he moved up over
her body and trapped her under him on our bed.


The only real request Laura had wanted me ask Luke when we
talked in the dining room was to not cum inside of her. Laura
had always disliked condoms so if the two of them ended up
going all the way he was going to have to be bareback during
the act. He agreed and said he would pull out before he exploded
although he quickly added he doubted he was willing to go
that far with my wife. It was funny to watch how he quickly
lost all his reluctance to have sex with my wife.


He obviously had changed his mind as I watched her reach
up for him while he pressed his thick ugly cock against her
pussy. Her slippery pink lips parted as the round head of
his shaft slipped into her. She whimpered slightly as he
began to enter her which caused her legs to also stiffen.
All I could do was hold my breath and stare at the base of his
shaft slowly getting closer and closer to her body with
each thrust. I knew how wonderful her pussy felt but couldn’t
accept that Luke was now feeling her intense pleasures
right in front of me. Her black hair was matted and wet around
his thick cock making it easy to see the two of them in detail.
It was as nature designed yet at times it was troubling to
look at.


“Oh, oh, ” she kept repeating the deeper he probed
her womanhood. And then his balls flattened out against
her ass and he was all the way inside of her. The act of breeding
is not an attractive thing to watch or maybe it is as long
as it’s not your wife being bred. I stood amazed as they
slowly began to work together trying to find a comfortable
rhythm. Like any first time couple, it took them a few seconds
to learn how each other moved and what each other wanted



It didn’t take long before I began to smell that musky
scent that is created when the male and female organs are
at work. They were so into each other they never noticed
me walking up alongside the bed they were sharing. They
just continued moaning and grunting. Luke’s fat shaft
was wedged between my wife’s pink lips as he moved in and
out of her every few seconds. It was a process and it was going
to take some time before his body was go hyper and need to
release its seeds.


She was holding onto him at times and other times pushing
her hands up against his chest to try and slow him down. But
his cock was in control and it did her little good to try to
hold him back. I simply froze up and stared at their organs
working in harmony a few feet from me. It was difficult to
look at yet I was unable to look away fearing I might miss
something if I did.


Her lips looked stretched by his thick shaft yet they clung
around his shaft holding him in place. When he would pull
out I could clearly see her juices coating his organ. And
when Luke would push up into her hitting the back of her vagina,
my wife would exhale as if she struggled to accommodate
his size. My wife was being put through her paces and was
part of a hard intense fucking whether she wanted it to happen
that way or not.


“Oh oh my goodness, ” my wife continued saying as she
gasped for air between his strong controlling thrusts.
My graceful beautiful wife was being taken apart by this
stranger and there was nothing that could have been done
to stop it. No amount of money provides a woman any extra
perks while she is being fucked and my wife was indeed being
pushed to her limits.


My eyes continued watering and I kept wiping them not wanting
to miss any of what was happening in front of me. Luke continued
to thrust her a little harder with each passing for seconds.
I sensed he was getting close to exploding by the way he jerked
himself in and out of her with more and more urgency.


By then my wife’s eyes were rolled in the back of her head
and her mouth remained open as if she could not catch her
breath. “Don’t stop, ” she told him once but it sounded
more like a plea of desperation. It didn’t take a brain
to figure out she was really into this union and her body
and mind were intent on finishing it with him. His shaft
also grew more rigid as I braced for the end.


Luke paused for a second and looked at me almost as if to say
I am going to cum soon. But as soon as Laura sensed he was going
to pull out as we requested, she pulled his head back to face
hers and told him, “Finish inside me.” I felt an immediately
lump in my throat as he bore down even harder and began to
make grunting sounds from deep inside his chest. He gasped
again for air and rammed his cock deep into my wife’s pussy
before I saw her squirm under him and knew he was beginning
to fill her with his thick cream coming deep from within
his balls.


The two of the thrashed around on the bed for the next twenty
or thirty seconds while he pumped her harder and harder
draining himself into her womanhood. The sheets beneath
them soon formed a pool of their juices which served as an
overflow but he didn’t stop pumping more cum into her.
I stood there thinking, for heaven’s sake how much can
he have left.


Covered in each other’s sweat it suddenly stopped as
his chest rested on her soft breasts. They would then rest
for a few seconds before Luke would pull out and thrust back
into her squeezing the last few drops out. They continued
kissing and hugging while the blend they had made sloshed
around inside my wife. Amazingly I was reminded about how
my body functioned when I was his age because Luke’s cock
remained hard for the longest time. And Laura felt it too
and wiggled her hips around under him making sure he stayed
inside of her for as long as he could.


The smell in our bedroom suddenly got stronger and more
offensive as I backed up away from the bed. They continued
to embrace for sometime needing to savor what they had just
experienced together. Ten minutes passed before he finally
dismounted her and headed for the shower to clean up.


My wife is too classy a woman with a lot of grace and dignity
so letting me see what he had done to her body would have bothered
her for the rest of her life. I watched as my wife quickly
pulled the covers over her body not wanting me to see what
she now looked like. But I had already seen her pink pussy
leaking his white cream so nothing else would have shocked
me. Luke dressed a short while later and left after going
back to our bedroom one more time to thank my wife. When I
walked back into our bedroom to check on my wife she was already
in the shower attempting to wash away any evidence of their
union.


My wife and I never spoke of that night nor did we ever consider
doing something like that again. It didn’t put any distance
between us as a couple nor did it bring back the fire we felt
when we were younger. All that it turned out to be was a stupid
sex act by two people old enough to know they shouldn’t
have done it in the first place.

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I think it was a good experience for all three. Your wife
certainly Enjoyed the union !!! I would like to hear of their next union !!!

12/2/2012

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Well this is story is one of a few I have read there one of the
two parties was disappointed. Most stories end with both
wanting each other more and more often. I have a FWB and we
shared GB's and 3 and 4 somes and still enjoyed each
other for years till she found the love of her life. I really
think that if both people love sex and have a love of each
other they will improve their sex life with other this way.
I know I did and will say that she enjoyed each different
cock she experienced as I enjoyed each cunt. But with the
love we shared our own sex got better as well.



I am looking for a new FWB in MKE area + ladies feel free to contact me to see if there is a spark.

Kris if you read this and want to meet again to relive this I want to as well. We are a lot older but I know we will enjoy each other. Connect on here and lets meet.

12/2/2012

Trapper69 61 G
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Maybe if you had gotten involved rather than just stand
there watching, it would have been a better experience
for both of you. Perhaps, your wife felt guilty for enjoying
her lover so much??? Had you gotten involved, the pleasure
she received would have been from both you and her lover!
The way it went down, you may have been in the kitchen or away
for a ride.

12/3/2012

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You are so worried about age it is almost an obsession. There
is no reason that with reasonably good health and a willing
partner you cannot have a very satisfying sex life well
into your nineties. Cherish the memories of your younger
years and adapt as you age. Take short trips to the beach
or the mountains, relax and enjoy each other. If you decide
an open marriage is for you, enjoy that too. If it is for you,
there should be no regrets, jealousy or recriminations,
but it has to be both of your decisions.

12/3/2012

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...and there is another possible scenario..she's
been fucking him on the sly since early on in the Garden project...she
decided to prompt you to either: give you what you were asking
for; or...to legitimize her fling with Luke by doing it
in front of you (and maybe hoping you would join in so she
could continue doing him in the future as part of a threesome)..

12/3/2012

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i THINK YOU SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN A LITTLE MORE INVOLVED, WITH
YOU WIFE TO LET HER KNOW YOU WANTED MORE AND MAYBE SHE WOULD
TRY IT AGAIN WITH YOU. SHE WILL TRY IT WITH HIM OR ANOTHER GENTLEMAN, WHEN YOU
ARE NOT AROUND. IT SOUNDS TO ME LIKE SHE ENJOYED HERSELF. SHE WILL LET ANOTHER MAN IN HE PANTIES SOONER THAN YOU THINK.

12/3/2012

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Don't beat yourself up, your story hits home I strayed
but was far more cautious and have to say the sex wasn't
as good as with my wife. We have our ritual and with the other
women its foreign.

12/3/2012

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Very well written piece. My opinion is this probably happened. The accuracy and
sensitivity with which the feelings are presented are
incredibly insightful. The title is catching and immediately
engaging. So, in my estimation, this was a very challenging
opportunity for growth or change in a relationship which
needed stimulation.


It is very effective

12/5/2012

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One of the best stories i Have read here. You and your wife should sit down and discuss what happened
that eventful night. I hope Luke appreciated how lucky he was to be with such a
wonderful women.

12/5/2012

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best seller as usual, you transport us along in the story,
well done.

12/14/2012

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Was it the age thing or was it time for something new. Only
the husband knows. Good story, had me laughing on the floor
a few times. I must say it can be very odd at best, but sex drive
can can bring you places you never thought to go. You should
of found your hook up first and shared at the same time, instead
of just standing there. I think there is more of the story
the husband didn't tell us like he likes to watch, or
got his rocks off watching the juices flow. Might be he likes
the flower watching more than his wife. Anyways I'll
think about some moore. lol

12/23/2012

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Oh my goodness , what a great story , we have thought about it many times , even had someone come over , but could not do anything . I am shy and just froze . At least you have the memory of the event and she knows she is a very sexy lady .

8/31/2017

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Your wife certainly enjoyed herself. You are foolish to think it ended there

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