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5-STAR POSTS!!     |
03/01/2015
I really enjoyed our arrangement, with Sheila having a permanent husband AND an exciting lover. They really cared for each other, but I was still a bit uncomfortable with the way they were getting their thrill. I just knew that one day, they'd be discovered. Of course, you could always say it was our business, but I didn't want Sheila embarrassed in our hometown and Buster had family ties that could be hurt as well. I couldn't really tell them what to do, but tried to encourage them to "get a room." Buster said he was really into risky sex situations--that was his "thing." He liked sneaking around and timing his encounters just right, so I came up with a plan. I told them if they'd try my system for a while, they could still do what they wanted and they agreed.
Buster agreed to come to our house on a Saturday afternoon to change the breaks on our car. It was legit, he really did that stuff for us. Sheila was to cook supper for us and after he finished the brakes she'd remember some ingredient or something she needed from the store and send me for it. The actual ingredient was his dick, and we all knew it, but we would "play the game." While I was gone, they could sneak around and do whatever got them their jollies and try to be looking innocent before I returned. Here's how it went:
Buster was washing his hands after the brake job and Sheila called out to me, "Honey, run to the store and get some beer for you and Buster." Off I went, thrilled to know what would happen the minute I pulled out of the driveway. The store was only about 10 minutes away, took me a few minutes to choose the beer, then 10 minutes back, so I figured 30 minutes would be more time than they've had together before. The deal was that if I came home and caught them or found some strong evidence of monkey business, I could act the part of a jealous husband, but they were never to admit to anything. One more thing: They were to leave some small clue to see if I picked up on it. This fantasy was delightful!
When I arrived back at the house, they were sitting in the living room as if nothing was wrong. Nothing was out of place. I started to wonder if anything really had happened. Maybe they didn't feel like it. We ate, drank a beer or two and talked, then he excused himself to go home. I couldn't wait to ask Sheila if they'd "mated."
"Okay, let's have it!" I asked after he left, "Did you do it?" "Oh, yes we did!" she said with a cute, sly little smile. "Details!" I begged. "I don't think I'll tell you until you notice what's different," she challenged. I looked around and around, but could find NOTHING out of place. Finally I said, "I give up, PLEASE tell me!" She giggled and said, "You didn't notice I'm wearing a different blouse than when you left?" No, I really didn't notice. Then she spilled the beans. "The second you left, he practically tore my clothes off and threw them all over the room, then did his clothes the same way--every garment in a different spot, but he laid my blouse on the floor by the sofa. He sat me on the sofa, spread my legs and licked my pussy for a minute, then stood and put his dick in my mouth. I sucked him up good and hard, then he lowered me onto the sofa and got on top and fucked me for a good fifteen minutes. I kept telling him you'd be right back, but he kept humping me. I came a couple of times, then he suddenly pulled out, grabbed my blouse off the floor and jacked off on it, making sure to put all his cum on one spot on the breast area. Then he rubbed his cum on it, making sure to leave a thick smear. He began to dress, but would take my clothes away from me and throw them again, laughing. I yelled out 'Buster, you're going to get me caught!' and he eventually helped me dress, I threw on another blouse and just in time. You drove up in the driveway, then Buster pointed to a very clear wet spot on the sofa. Just as you came in the door, I flipped the cushion and sat down on it. That's how close we came!"
I flipped over the cushion and saw it was soaked. I put it back with the soaked side up and gave Sheila my dick in the very same spot (that cushion never did look the same again)! Sheila told me how much she enjoyed our little game, and she was sure that Buster really got into it. They agreed to more role-playing, but reserved the right to do their own thing now and then, and I can handle that!
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Buster agreed to come to our house on a Saturday afternoon to change the breaks on our car. It was legit, he really did that stuff for us. Sheila was to cook supper for us and after he finished the brakes she'd remember some ingredient or something she needed from the store and send me for it. The actual ingredient was his dick, and we all knew it, but we would "play the game." While I was gone, they could sneak around and do whatever got them their jollies and try to be looking innocent before I returned. Here's how it went:
Buster was washing his hands after the brake job and Sheila called out to me, "Honey, run to the store and get some beer for you and Buster." Off I went, thrilled to know what would happen the minute I pulled out of the driveway. The store was only about 10 minutes away, took me a few minutes to choose the beer, then 10 minutes back, so I figured 30 minutes would be more time than they've had together before. The deal was that if I came home and caught them or found some strong evidence of monkey business, I could act the part of a jealous husband, but they were never to admit to anything. One more thing: They were to leave some small clue to see if I picked up on it. This fantasy was delightful!
When I arrived back at the house, they were sitting in the living room as if nothing was wrong. Nothing was out of place. I started to wonder if anything really had happened. Maybe they didn't feel like it. We ate, drank a beer or two and talked, then he excused himself to go home. I couldn't wait to ask Sheila if they'd "mated."
"Okay, let's have it!" I asked after he left, "Did you do it?" "Oh, yes we did!" she said with a cute, sly little smile. "Details!" I begged. "I don't think I'll tell you until you notice what's different," she challenged. I looked around and around, but could find NOTHING out of place. Finally I said, "I give up, PLEASE tell me!" She giggled and said, "You didn't notice I'm wearing a different blouse than when you left?" No, I really didn't notice. Then she spilled the beans. "The second you left, he practically tore my clothes off and threw them all over the room, then did his clothes the same way--every garment in a different spot, but he laid my blouse on the floor by the sofa. He sat me on the sofa, spread my legs and licked my pussy for a minute, then stood and put his dick in my mouth. I sucked him up good and hard, then he lowered me onto the sofa and got on top and fucked me for a good fifteen minutes. I kept telling him you'd be right back, but he kept humping me. I came a couple of times, then he suddenly pulled out, grabbed my blouse off the floor and jacked off on it, making sure to put all his cum on one spot on the breast area. Then he rubbed his cum on it, making sure to leave a thick smear. He began to dress, but would take my clothes away from me and throw them again, laughing. I yelled out 'Buster, you're going to get me caught!' and he eventually helped me dress, I threw on another blouse and just in time. You drove up in the driveway, then Buster pointed to a very clear wet spot on the sofa. Just as you came in the door, I flipped the cushion and sat down on it. That's how close we came!"
I flipped over the cushion and saw it was soaked. I put it back with the soaked side up and gave Sheila my dick in the very same spot (that cushion never did look the same again)! Sheila told me how much she enjoyed our little game, and she was sure that Buster really got into it. They agreed to more role-playing, but reserved the right to do their own thing now and then, and I can handle that!
 TAKE MY WIFE |
 FUCK ME |
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