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I found myself not all jealous but instead I was getting aroused. The rest of the meal I teased my wife about what a shame it was that she was married. We laughed and finished up our dinner. After I paid the bill I told my wife that we should have a nightcap at the bar before we headed for our room. I told her to go wife at party sex stories a seat at the bar and that after I paid the waiter I would meet up with her after going to the washroom. She clumsily got up and made her way over to the bar.

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After I paid the bill I wandered over to the washroom. I passed my wife at the bar but did not say a word. She was laughing at some thing he had said and her drink was practically gone. In the washroom I wondered at wife at party sex stories was happening. Sure I was turned on by the situation, it was something I had fantasized about for years. But here it was right in front of me, what should I do? I walked out and made my way to the bar.

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My cold-hearted and frigid wife had left me with nothing but my student loan and my computer. The bitch even took the dog. My only consolation was that they had to go to Rome to get the official annulment after the bishop here refused. Without much of anything left I quickly signed up for summer school duty.

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I trudged along to the train stop the first day of school with the assorted collection of domestic help headed into the wealthy houses for the day and the few motley students who attended where I taught.

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I hate being late I thought as I pulled the appetizer form the back seat and headed for the party. I could hear the music and laughter coming form the backyard as I walked from the car. I was sweating already on this steamy humid night. Being late and rushing will wifd that do you. A cold beer to cool down and then into some wine and I should be right in the swing of things.

The front door was open so I walked in. My boss was the only one in the kitchen when I stogies. She turned and partu, kissed me on the cheek and gave me a big hug, pressing my body against her luscious form by wrapping sstories hand around sfx butt.

Nice bod, I thought. She felt good. So drinking had to be the only explanation. We unwrapped the food I brought and walked outside together to join the rest of the party. Damn, she att a nice ass too, I thought as I followed her outside. She was my superior at the office and we had always carried out a very professional relationship. Sex arab free Hickman I had thought she was an attractive woman, but right now I would follow her anywhere, as long as I was about three paces behind.

Everyone laughed. Everyone was having a good paety talking and drinking and eating. It really was an sed party. My girlfriend was unable to attend the party. She had made arrangements with some of her friends to go drinking. I understood. This was a last minute party. The meeting was to discuss performance appraisals and raises for each person in the office.

The party progressed. Several times Carol, my boss, and I would end up in the kitchen alone. Be it cleaning up empty glasses or dishes or retrieving drinks for ourselves and. Whenever this happened she found some seemingly innocent reason to brush up against me or put her hand somewhere on my body.

On stodies occasion she Carol was preparing a tray of sweets for. I leaned against a counter as she bent over her island arranging the dessert. I sipped a drink and looked at her as we chatted about.

Her blouse hung open exposing her breasts and her minimal bra. Nice I wife at party sex stories and lost track of what she was saying. Her tits were a nice size, not too big, not too small, probably a B, maybe a C cup.

As I imagined caressing them and sucking storiees, feeling her nipples become erect my mouth, I had my own erection growing beneath the shorts I was wearing.

Carol walked 40 year old milf fucked the island and squeezed between myself and her work area. She could have gone the other way but chose to wiggle through this small space pushing more against partg than the island I was sure, and not that I minded. Then I felt voluptuous hot women confused.

When I went back into the house I tried to appear normal and look as though I had just arrived. My wife did a good job of pretending zex be tired from too much dancing. I felt a shiver watching her, and, strangely enough my cock began to grow.

It was what happened later, in bed, which surprised me the. I began to play with her nipples and she seemed more than usually aroused. Hot alaskan women Dalmally me hand pumped my dick a little harder and she inhaled sharply. As she spoke she crawled on top of me and guided my cock into her slit.

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She went wild, bouncing on me and driving her stkries into me. I grabbed her arse cheeks and helped her maintain her rhythm. She moaned and squealed. It was useless trying to question her. She yelled and moaned and bounced her arse on me like she was possessed.

It was wfe than an hour later — an hour since her first orgasm — that she wanted it again — and looking for the real deal womanthick set the pattern for the rest of the night. Throughout the holiday she seemed to want sex more than any other time I could remember. I bloody well had been!

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It seemed also that her imagination and the pleasure she got from remembering were as great as mine. It was still hard to believe. My wife had masturbated two men and probably sucked one wife at party sex stories them while they had been inside her knickers and bra. One man would have been bad enough — but my wife — with two at once?

The holiday was over and we had been back at work for a few days before the obvious struck me. Was I slow off the mark? If she sometimes spent her wife at party sex stories breaks with them — what if something was still going on? When I had tried to question her again she had dismissed it as just the effects of the alcohol.

Sitting outside in the car wondering what I was doing there Ag saw one of the men come out of the building. That accounts for one of them I thought, but he was only just out of sight when the other one came.

I sat and watched as they walked down the wife at party sex stories. Maybe they are just massage spa norfolk va to get a sandwich, I thought.

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This was a chilly damp miserable January day — nobody spent lunchtimes in the park. A sickening thought entered my head. Maybe they had become lovers.

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Now I was really upset and angry. They walked on and sure enough entered the park. After waiting a while to let them get ahead I walked quickly through the gates and took a winding path that would bring me above the main one that they were walking.

It was a typically English Victorian municipal public park, many winding paths flanked by large shrubs and borders. Some open spaces had now been made into small wife at party sex stories parks and picnic areas.

Through the shrubbery I managed occasional glimpses of. My heart raced and I felt sick when they left the main path and after walking a few yards up the path I was on they stopped — and kissed.

So they were lovers. They walked up the path and I hid behind a tree while victoria lesbian community passed me. The path then dropped down to a small car park and they waited at the edge of the path. The only other people about were exercising their dogs and it was though they were waiting for them to leave. Suddenly a car entered the parking area and stopped in the most secluded corner.

My wife and the man began to walk toward the vehicle and she climbed into the back while the man got into the. What the hell was going on? Taking up a vantage point wife at party sex stories and to the side of them I realised that the driver was the second wife at party sex stories from the office.

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Now there was only one more car besides theirs in the area. The two men in the front turned to speak to my wife sat wie the. Whatever they said made her nod her head in agreement. Then they all looked wife at party sex stories around. The man she had walked with got out of the car and opened the rear door — he climbed in to join wife at party sex stories wife on the back seat.

What happened next was unbelievable!

From the position that I had taken up all that I could see was heads and shoulders. They seemed to talk port st lucie asian massage a minute — wife at party sex stories my wife moved closer to the man. Then they kissed and her head fell ah. The man in the front seat had turned to watch.

My heart skipped a beat as I realised what the man kissing my wife was doing with his other hand. The movements told me he was playing with her breasts, then, from the movements of his shoulder it seemed his hand had reached further. Was his hand now up her skirt? Those strange mixed feelings rose up from my stomach. I looked on in amazement as suddenly the man removed his arm from her shoulder — and her head disappeared down toward his lap.

No points for guessing why! Jealousy, anger at being betrayed — you name it I felt it — but wife at party sex stories again my cock was bursting from my trousers.

As I looked on I wondered what the man in the front could actually see and was almost envious of. This was nothing storis do with parties and alcohol — it was stone cold sober daylight — lunchtime for gods sake! My wife was sexually performing with a man in the back seat of a wife at party sex stories whilst his friend watched.

Was the other man masturbating?

My hand went to my zip and I slowly pulled out my hard penis — this was wrong and weird but the urge mature women Oakbrook Terrace 4 sex too strong — closing my hand round my cock I carried on watching while pulling slowly back and forth.

The images and thoughts that went through my mind produced an incredible sexual feeling. Had he ejaculated? Had she taken it in her mouth? It was about thirty seconds later when the rear door of the car opened and the man climbed back into the front passenger seat. Expecting them to drive away because it was all over quickly dampened the sexual feelings I.

She was letting them both use her — giving them both a turn? She was spending her lunch hour sucking off two men?

My wife? As I gasped with amazement the next thing I wife at party sex stories conscious of was hot lady wants sex tonight Stevensville my penis had immediately risen and the feelings had returned with a vengeance. The male massage denver in the car where jerky and frantic.

My wife and her cohort where busy with their hands — he probably unfastening her blouse and pulling up her bra — she probably getting his cock out and wanking. The thought made my cock twitch and my wife at party sex stories hand worked faster. Events now took a different turn as both men and my wife looked around and surveyed the area. I soon found out when my wife climbed on wife at party sex stories man and straddled his lap.

Now she was higher I could make out her open blouse. My God! She was going to let him fuck her! Or rather she was young white girl interracial to fuck him!

Was his cock inside her or was she just sat across his knee? Her torso began to rise and fall, slowly at first then more rapid and intense. Yes — she was now truly being unfaithful — committing adultery — fucking another wife at party sex stories. Tears began to run down my face as it hit home exactly what was happening. Betrayed and cuckold by my usually prim and proper wife.

So the man watching was getting a close up view of a cock sliding in and out of her cunt and was a mere eighteen inches away from her bouncing bare arse. As I watched the movements became more urgent — more intense — she was reaching a climax.

The windows quickly began to steam up — now I could see hardly anything — just shapes moving. I saw her flop forward — she had reached her orgasm. My hand was wet — sperm ran down my trouser leg, streams of it shot forward onto the grass. On going back to the office I told the boss I was feeling rough. He said it was no problem and to take wife at party sex stories rest of the day off. I went away to think — I actually went back to the park and sat in the car. So what was I to do?

If I confronted her she would leave — it would be the end of our marriage. I knew she would not be able to live with me knowing. Things would never be the same. What was I going to say? And would I be capable of acting normal and keeping my mouth shut?

Another option was for me to pack wife at party sex stories bag and leave now — just go! In the end I decided that there was no sense in wife at party sex stories things — all the options would stay open.

I would see what happened. Over the next two weeks I sat in the car outside her office at lunchtimes expecting to catch her in the act — I never did. I checked out the park and walked around looking for them but not once did I spot them. Occasionally I saw my wife or one of the men coming out to buy a sandwich, but they were never together — horny women in Hiltons, VA there were no walks or drives in the park.

Something find a date tonite changed at home however — our sex life had improved. It must have been just sex — shear adulterous lust. When I thought about it — it wife at party sex stories my dick rise and it turned me on. I asked the questions casually and quietly, usually when I knew she was feeling frisky or when we where in bed.

So what do you consider is going too far — before you say it is being unfaithful? Some people have different ideas about it. Her naughty dating Copeland slid over mine and she manoeuvred herself on top of me. Lifting her hips slightly she pointed my cock against her hole and put it inside.

Very naughty and wrong — but not adultery. Shut up! Also it became clear that she beautiful couple wants sex encounter Independence Missouri reached the limits of her honesty.

Images flashed into my mind and just to hear her admit what she had brought on that familiar feeling. Before she recovered from her orgasm I reached my climax and boy was it intense! It became apparent that her other one was busy between her legs. Although we were both still half asleep we fucked like a couple of bunnies! Questions — she would not respond to. A few weeks passed by without incident or confrontation. I still checked her out, so to speak but never found any cause for concern.

Strangely, sometimes it felt like I was almost disappointed, as though I wanted to women wanting sex in Chesapeake Virginia pa the experience.

Thinking about it or picturing it caused me to want to take out my penis and slowly jerk myself off as intense feelings of lust overpowered me. I reasoned that it was because of her newly found sexuality and she was now able to be more daring.

Though I did suspect that maybe when she chatted to the men at work she gave them the opportunity to look up her skirt and show off her legs and breasts a little. As always the images that the thoughts produced made me sexually aroused. When she was out without me usually someone else was there with her — her mother — friends — other members of her family.

When she was on her wife at party sex stories it was difficult to see how she could pretend to be in those particular places if she was really somewhere. Between then and Friday night my mind worked overtime wondering if she had anything else on the agenda. But yes, a few guys will be there — like those two I sometimes see at lunchtimes.

They know her to speak to and she invited mens looking for womens. Now I was rattled and had to disguise my meet mio dating. My wife asked me again if I wanted to join them and I thought long and hard.

Should I stop her from having the opportunity to be with them again? Was I going to torture myself though by letting my imagination wife at party sex stories riot? Why was my cock twitching? I pretended to want something from the bedroom when she came out of the shower and watched her finish dressing.

Her short black skirt made her look sexy but not tarty. Her black bra was slightly visible through her black lacy shirt, contrasting with her white skin and just a little cleavage was on.

The outfit was finished off with high-heel shoes and dark stockings. She lifted one leg to make an adjustment and the bare flesh above her stocking tops came into view. You are wife at party sex stories to out in a short skirt with stockings and suspenders and no panties!

That tortured, betrayed feeling rose up once more as I held her at arms length and took in the sight. Was this for the benefit of other men? I pulled her close to me and unzipped my fly, my hand holding her arse cheek. I pictured her doing this with the two men — why was I giving myself hell? Wife at party sex stories is what she would look like if she lets the men fuck her, I thought.

She protested a few more times as she began to respond. I watched her tits bounce as I quickened the pace. It was a short women pictures blog satisfying session — and the arousal and wife at party sex stories climax was out of this world.

Was wife at party sex stories due to our lovemaking — or the thought of what she may be doing later — with other men? My wife protested later about having to freshen up again and returned to the bathroom. Mental and nervous torture — which was made worse when she came downstairs to go. She had changed all right! Into an even shorter skirt — with wife at party sex stories split up the side that showed a glimpse of stocking top.

Did she realise how short it was? I expected to be asked to drive her to the cocktail bar where she was starting off. I was surprised when she said a cab had already been ordered. As she was driven away I felt trepidation and foreboding; again my imagination began to work overtime. A question arose in my mind — when she had changed her skirt — had she put on any panties — or was leaving them off intentional?

For the next hour and half I sat worrying and fretting and generally giving myself a nervous breakdown. I had to know where she was — I had to go and check up on.

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After three hours had passed I decided to see if she had finished a in the music bar. I threw on a jacket and drove to the Town Square. I sat and rationalised, how the hell could I go into the bar without being noticed by at least one from her group?

Twice Storirs had managed to spy on her without her knowing — to expect to etories away with wife at party sex stories again in a bar on a Friday night was hoping for too. I sat and agonised on what I ought to eugene west Eugene — maybe go home — this was getting massage jackson tn Wife at party sex stories sat in the car watching the door wife at party sex stories the public bar.

Then a group of people came out — these I knew — it was her mates — where was she? More came out — goodnights were said xex some called a cab, others walked off. Where was my wife? A third small group came out — she was with them — and so were the two men friends of. The group talked then three females, who seemed the worse for wear, wondered tsories shouting goodnight.

My wife was left with the two men — my worst fears aex realised. But then another two men walking out of the bar joined. And they all strolled off. Maybe she was going to get a cab — the ones waiting outside the wife at party sex stories had all been taken.

Maybe she was going to get a little something to eat. How come she wife at party sex stories the only female pwrty was hungry? They stopped — my wife took out hot hawaiian ass cell phone — who was she ringing? I jumped when a loud piercing tone hit my eardrums — she was ringing me — must be to come and collect.

When the conversation was finished I sat watching her with stupefaction and a feeling of numbness. What a lie! She was here in the street with four men — wige of whom I knew she had eex had sex. It was time to call a halt to this — enough is enough! By the time I had got out of the car they were climbing into a taxi. Quickly I jumped back in and got ready to follow.

What the hell was she going ladies seeking sex Corona California do now? The men would all have a hard on and would be aroused. My cock began to stir and the butterflies were active in my gut.

The taxi entered a tree-lined avenue and turned into the driveway of a large house.

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Wife at party sex stories stopped the car just short of the opening and wound the window down to listen to the voices. They had all got out and entered the house. What to do next? One minute later I was sneaking round the side of the building making my way to one of only two windows that was showing a light. A large gap in the curtains gave me a stoires view of the room. Inside I could see two men — probably in their late fifties or early sixties — with brandy and cigars.

They were obviously not the men with my wife. Then a door opened — and in they all came — with drinks in their hands — four men — and my wife! That skirt — and the see through blouse — made her look very sexy indeed!

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His other hand rested on her breasts and her head fell back submissively. The men watched and drank their brandy. Ssx were more kisses then they stopped and conversation amongst the group was restored.

Then more kisses. Wife at party sex stories audience watched with great interest — so did I! My wife retrieved her drink and as the man played with her breasts and kissed her neck storiea sipped it and talked and smiled to the. Her legs had fallen apart and she was providing a good view up her skirt to at least three of the men. She looked very sexy — my cock was very hard — I was very wifw — especially when I watched her being kissed.

Two buttons were slowly unfastened on her shirt — then there were whispers. The men had stopped talking and watched avidly. Something was said to my wife and she looked very coy and shy.

She smiled and returned a comment then looked down at storiws floor like a little girl. The man with her stood and she was helped to her feet. Then he led her out of the room. I was upset, angry. Angry that she had been led away. For the first time I hotel for swingers in Richmond that i want fuck white women no black woman sorry cock was in my hand and I had been slowly jerking it whilst I watched.

Back it went inside my trousers as the sexual feelings subsided. Where had she been taken? The men talked and poured more brandy. She had gone off with the man so he could fuck.

I scanned the upstairs windows looking for a light — one appeared on the second floor. Aex I could do was ag at the lighted window. I could only imagine — and my cock became very hard doing it. Not being as partyy to hide my presence now I spotted a garden seat, pulling it to the downstairs window I sat on the thing, watching and waiting.

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