Jewcy interviewed Marc Maron almost exactly one year ago. At the time he had a very popular podcast that was essential listening for comedy fans. He had already interviewed Judd Apatow, Ben Stiller, and Robin Williams and had show defining episodes with Dane Cook and Carlos Mencia. Then his cult hit slowly grew into a full-grown hit with a New York Times Profile, a NPR Syndication deal, and a Pilot Presentation for Fox.
His interviews are often accurately described as intimate, uncompromising, and intense and more than just conversations about comedy they’re one of the purest looks into the mind of the artist that we have. This is why the show has greatly extended beyond its initial comedian and comedy nerd fanbase.
One of the most prominent themes of the show is Marc’s exploration of both his relationship and the relationship of comedians in general with Judaism. This has always been a part of Maron’s work culminating in his one-man show The Jerusalem Syndrome. What has manifested itself over the course of the podcast’s run is an exploration of the evolution of the Jewish comedian archetype. He implicitly creates a narrative that links Woody Allen to Richard Lewis to him to Joe Mande.
Here is a list of the top Jewish episodes:
Episode 16 Eugene Mirman
In the very early goings the podcast started to develop a reputation for being too Jewy (as pointed out in Episode 39 by Chelsea Peretti). However, it was interview with Eugene where it was most Jew forward. In so much that talking about Hitler is the most Jewish thing to Jews could do. Maybe it was a coincidence or maybe not, but after this episode the frequency of Jewish guests slowed significantly.
Episode 103 & 104 Judd Apatow
Despite having such a prolific career, it’s arguable that no one has done more to define today’s man-child Jewish comedic archetype than Judd. Yet, as was apparent in his interview with Marc, Judd cares and worries a lot. The two men bonded over what is best described by a very Jewish term David Rakoff popularized, “defensive pessimism.” Still, much of the episode was spent talking about comedy, so as an added bonus there is a priceless clip from an interview a teenage Apatow conducted with a very young Jerry Seinfeld, who has never sounded more like a Long Island Jew.
Episode 114 Jonathan Ames
Jonathan Ames and Marc Maron are opposite sides of the same coin in a way. Both are known for the hyper-confessional nature of their art that is cut with a grittier version of the whole Woody Allen thing. There is a sense that partially Jonathan rather he was a stand-up like Marc and Marc a writer like Jonathan. As Marc is able to joke about being angrier version of the Jewish comedian, Jonathan can with being a more perverted one.
Episode 117 Ira Glass
Ira Glass is not a comedian but there is no way he’d be off this list (or else I’d fear the wrath of Bambi). This was an episode of dueling insecurity. Both feel like they don’t measure up to the other and don’t deserve the success they have. Their wavering between narcissistic confidence and nagging feelings of inadequacy would not have felt out of place at many creative Jews therapy sessions.
Episode 142 Joe Mande
Joe grew up primarily in Minnesota, but he was born in Alburcurque, which was enough to bond Marc with him over being a Southwest-Jew. The Jewishness of the interview took the form of Joe’s story about how he lost faith. Not to spoil too much, because it’s a pretty amazing story, but it involves a Hassidic con artist, who may or many not have hid a shiv in his beard (spoiler alert: he didn’t).
Episode 162 Michael Showalter
Michael Showalter is a different strain of the Jewish Comedian archetype. He has plenty of neurosis, but being the son of two professors, they manifest with an intellectuals bent. The standout moment was his explanation that he was plagued with sexual anxieties for much of his youth because he tried to treat it like an academic pursuit.
Episode 191 Will Arnett, Keith Robinson, Marina Franklin, Judy Gold, Jon Benjamin, Jonathan Katz
Live episodes are a very different beast than the standard WTF, leaning towards being more performative. The conversations are drastically less personal, which results in less religion talk. This one is the exception, however. Seconds after Jonathan Katz gets introduced, Marc asks, ““Where do you stand on the whole Jew thing?” This set off minutes of great Semitic riffing, including a discussion on their issues with Klezmer music. Katz puts it perfectly, “Why are we living our lives in a minor key?” They even mumble an aliyah together.
Episode 193 Richard Lewis
This might be the show’s most Jew-packed episode. It’s wall-to-wall manic neuroticism. The episode started with Marc describing the first time he saw Richard’s “Woody Allen on speed” shtick and wanting to be a comic just like that. In a way, this episode is Marc’s tribute to Richard’s comic persona both in terms of his stand-up and his self-destructive life-style
Episode 203 Carol Leifer
Carol is from Long Island and the rumored basis for Elaine on Seinfeld, which is probably enough to get her on this list. However, the moment that really stands out from her episode was her story about telling her parents that she was in love with a woman. Carol before she met her partner lived a completely straight life, which didn’t make an already very tough conversation any easier. Choked up, she explained their response, “at least she’s Jewish.”
Episode 207 Sandra Bernhard
The episode has a Jewy intro, as Marc discusses the plight of the “Jews with tools” and his anxiety surrounding bugs in his house. Then Sandra sits down and Marc puts it best, “Sandra Bernhard is in my garage, we’re talking about old Jews in a very abstract way, as we’re slowly becoming them.” The first fifteen minutes of the interview is all-Jew talk, including discussions of how the Orthodox smell bad, being Jewish anti-Semites, and Sandra’s time working on a kibbutz. Later she talks about getting her daughter Bar Mitzvah at a Chabad. It is might have the most total time of explicit Jew talking.
As I leant down I simultaneously thrust into her and kissed her, I whispered in her ear that I cannot believe she let them fuck and cum in her and demanded that she lick every trace of the two men off me. “What, no, no, no, not two, it was just Gary, what do you think . . .” Her sentence was cut short by me pushing her legs down back to the bed, making her thong stretch from side to side of her face gagging her. “JUST GARY” I said “you dirty fucking slut”, as I held her there in that position, I pistoned into her furiously, using my legs, hips and bodyweight, Stacey whimpered and muffled encouragement, after a couple of minutes she was shaking through an orgasm, before tapping me vigorously on my hip, I released her from being pinned. She immediately began talking “that was amazing, the best”. I hooked her legs over my shoulders and carried on driving into her, using my now free hands to squeeze her tits and pinch her nipples. “ I want YOUR cum” and “I’m sorry, I really am, I love you” I cut her off again, this time by pulling her panties off and gagging her with them. Wow they were wet, in hindsight I should have wrung them out over the dirty bitch.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
One week Stacey had played on the Monday and was due to play again on the Wednesday, going back to the signals I usually read before sex, she showered before bed on Tuesday night, Stacey came to bed smelling lovely and me waiting in bed with a hard on in anticipation, however when I made an advance she said not tonight, I’m tired. This not only frustrated me, but got me thinking ‘wow, she always responds to me in the same circumstances’, the following day she was pick up for golf, Amy picks her up so I then have our car to ferry the kids about. Whilst Stacey was out golfing, I took the kids to the store to choose what they wanted for dinner. I bumped into Amy’s mum, we made a bit of small talk, before she said ‘I’m glad Stacey hasn’t had to miss her golf?’ and ‘that it was nice that Gary had something to take his mind of his recent separation’.When I looked quizzical, she explained what with Amy isolating at home because of covid, it was good that the other could still play. I nodded, smiled politely and we parted.
But back to the job in hand, I said “I don’t want to hear I love you, I’m sorry or anything, I just want to use your dirty cum filled cunt. You just lay back and enjoy, but while you do think very very clearly about what happens when I’m done. Because we are going to have a talk and if your 100 honest and hide nothing, we have a chance, but anything short of that and we are done, OK?” She nodded her understanding, what a picture she was, her mouth bulging with lace, hair all over the place, covered in sweat and god knows what else.
One week Stacey had played on the Monday and was due to play again on the Wednesday, going back to the signals I usually read before sex, she showered before bed on Tuesday night, Stacey came to bed smelling lovely and me waiting in bed with a hard on in anticipation, however when I made an advance she said not tonight, I’m tired. This not only frustrated me, but got me thinking ‘wow, she always responds to me in the same circumstances’, the following day she was pick up for golf, Amy picks her up so I then have our car to ferry the kids about. Whilst Stacey was out golfing, I took the kids to the store to choose what they wanted for dinner. I bumped into Amy’s mum, we made a bit of small talk, before she said ‘I’m glad Stacey hasn’t had to miss her golf?’ and ‘that it was nice that Gary had something to take his mind of his recent separation’.When I looked quizzical, she explained what with Amy isolating at home because of covid, it was good that the other could still play. I nodded, smiled politely and we parted.
One week Stacey had played on the Monday and was due to play again on the Wednesday, going back to the signals I usually read before sex, she showered before bed on Tuesday night, Stacey came to bed smelling lovely and me waiting in bed with a hard on in anticipation, however when I made an advance she said not tonight, I’m tired. This not only frustrated me, but got me thinking ‘wow, she always responds to me in the same circumstances’, the following day she was pick up for golf, Amy picks her up so I then have our car to ferry the kids about. Whilst Stacey was out golfing, I took the kids to the store to choose what they wanted for dinner. I bumped into Amy’s mum, we made a bit of small talk, before she said ‘I’m glad Stacey hasn’t had to miss her golf?’ and ‘that it was nice that Gary had something to take his mind of his recent separation’.When I looked quizzical, she explained what with Amy isolating at home because of covid, it was good that the other could still play. I nodded, smiled politely and we parted.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
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But back to the job in hand, I said “I don’t want to hear I love you, I’m sorry or anything, I just want to use your dirty cum filled cunt. You just lay back and enjoy, but while you do think very very clearly about what happens when I’m done. Because we are going to have a talk and if your 100 honest and hide nothing, we have a chance, but anything short of that and we are done, OK?” She nodded her understanding, what a picture she was, her mouth bulging with lace, hair all over the place, covered in sweat and god knows what else.
One week Stacey had played on the Monday and was due to play again on the Wednesday, going back to the signals I usually read before sex, she showered before bed on Tuesday night, Stacey came to bed smelling lovely and me waiting in bed with a hard on in anticipation, however when I made an advance she said not tonight, I’m tired. This not only frustrated me, but got me thinking ‘wow, she always responds to me in the same circumstances’, the following day she was pick up for golf, Amy picks her up so I then have our car to ferry the kids about. Whilst Stacey was out golfing, I took the kids to the store to choose what they wanted for dinner. I bumped into Amy’s mum, we made a bit of small talk, before she said ‘I’m glad Stacey hasn’t had to miss her golf?’ and ‘that it was nice that Gary had something to take his mind of his recent separation’.When I looked quizzical, she explained what with Amy isolating at home because of covid, it was good that the other could still play. I nodded, smiled politely and we parted.
After dismissing my perverted thoughts, I was getting dry, I heard the front door go, I thought to myself, ‘Stacey’s home, don’t be an arsehole or weird about her not telling you’. When I came out of the en-suite moments later, I startled Stacey who must have rushed straight upstairs, she had already taken her shirt and bra off and was just stood in her golf shorts. She looked hot and flustered and was surprised to see me come out of the en-suite. She mumbled something about being sweaty and needing a shower. I complemented her, saying she looked very fine to me, to which she blushed. I moved over to her and went to give her a kiss and a hug, she turned away to avoid this, which was very out of character. I then nuzzled into her neck, she shuddered and responded by lifting her arm behind her and around me, pulling me into her neck. I left one arm around her neck and massaged her tits, each one in turn, they still amaze me, just over a handful each, but as pert today as they were 15 years ago. Her nipples always stand up with she’s aroused and right now they were on end. We enjoyed this sensual moment, before my hand began wandering down to her shorts. Stacey snapped out of the moment, saying “give me a minute, I’ll want a quick shower”, I said not a chance as I firmly pulled her neck back to me, bring my left hand around her throat softly, turning her head to the side so I could kiss her neck, simultaneously to this, I pushed my right hand down into her shorts, my hand brushed against lace. Stacey half protested again that she needed a shower, I said not a chance as you were wearing some of your nice panties. I thought, this was quite strange as she only wore her nice underwear on special occasions.
After dismissing my perverted thoughts, I was getting dry, I heard the front door go, I thought to myself, ‘Stacey’s home, don’t be an arsehole or weird about her not telling you’. When I came out of the en-suite moments later, I startled Stacey who must have rushed straight upstairs, she had already taken her shirt and bra off and was just stood in her golf shorts. She looked hot and flustered and was surprised to see me come out of the en-suite. She mumbled something about being sweaty and needing a shower. I complemented her, saying she looked very fine to me, to which she blushed. I moved over to her and went to give her a kiss and a hug, she turned away to avoid this, which was very out of character. I then nuzzled into her neck, she shuddered and responded by lifting her arm behind her and around me, pulling me into her neck. I left one arm around her neck and massaged her tits, each one in turn, they still amaze me, just over a handful each, but as pert today as they were 15 years ago. Her nipples always stand up with she’s aroused and right now they were on end. We enjoyed this sensual moment, before my hand began wandering down to her shorts. Stacey snapped out of the moment, saying “give me a minute, I’ll want a quick shower”, I said not a chance as I firmly pulled her neck back to me, bring my left hand around her throat softly, turning her head to the side so I could kiss her neck, simultaneously to this, I pushed my right hand down into her shorts, my hand brushed against lace. Stacey half protested again that she needed a shower, I said not a chance as you were wearing some of your nice panties. I thought, this was quite strange as she only wore her nice underwear on special occasions.
But back to the job in hand, I said “I don’t want to hear I love you, I’m sorry or anything, I just want to use your dirty cum filled cunt. You just lay back and enjoy, but while you do think very very clearly about what happens when I’m done. Because we are going to have a talk and if your 100 honest and hide nothing, we have a chance, but anything short of that and we are done, OK?” She nodded her understanding, what a picture she was, her mouth bulging with lace, hair all over the place, covered in sweat and god knows what else.
I then started to wonder why Stacey hadn’t told me and began to think things, I got myself in a mess wondering if Stacey was having an affair, but was able to rationalise things and put my thoughts down to petty jealousy, after all Tony was there to cock block Gary. Strangely though, with the mix of emotions I’d been feeling, I was quite turned on by my dirty mind wrongly thinking what my wife was up to. With my dirty mind getting the better of me, I shut myself away from the kids in the bathroom and wanked myself furiously at the thought my wife being fucked o the golf course by Gary, Tony even joined my fantasy at one point as I imagined her being bent over in the woods by both men, using her and leaving her full of cum. I came buckets myself at the thought. Immediately afterwards I was overcome by guilt and anger at myself for being turned on by such thoughts. I pushed all that to the back of my mind and went downstairs, to prep the kids evening dinner, which I served before jumping in the shower upstairs in the en-suite.
One week Stacey had played on the Monday and was due to play again on the Wednesday, going back to the signals I usually read before sex, she showered before bed on Tuesday night, Stacey came to bed smelling lovely and me waiting in bed with a hard on in anticipation, however when I made an advance she said not tonight, I’m tired. This not only frustrated me, but got me thinking ‘wow, she always responds to me in the same circumstances’, the following day she was pick up for golf, Amy picks her up so I then have our car to ferry the kids about. Whilst Stacey was out golfing, I took the kids to the store to choose what they wanted for dinner. I bumped into Amy’s mum, we made a bit of small talk, before she said ‘I’m glad Stacey hasn’t had to miss her golf?’ and ‘that it was nice that Gary had something to take his mind of his recent separation’.When I looked quizzical, she explained what with Amy isolating at home because of covid, it was good that the other could still play. I nodded, smiled politely and we parted.
After dismissing my perverted thoughts, I was getting dry, I heard the front door go, I thought to myself, ‘Stacey’s home, don’t be an arsehole or weird about her not telling you’. When I came out of the en-suite moments later, I startled Stacey who must have rushed straight upstairs, she had already taken her shirt and bra off and was just stood in her golf shorts. She looked hot and flustered and was surprised to see me come out of the en-suite. She mumbled something about being sweaty and needing a shower. I complemented her, saying she looked very fine to me, to which she blushed. I moved over to her and went to give her a kiss and a hug, she turned away to avoid this, which was very out of character. I then nuzzled into her neck, she shuddered and responded by lifting her arm behind her and around me, pulling me into her neck. I left one arm around her neck and massaged her tits, each one in turn, they still amaze me, just over a handful each, but as pert today as they were 15 years ago. Her nipples always stand up with she’s aroused and right now they were on end. We enjoyed this sensual moment, before my hand began wandering down to her shorts. Stacey snapped out of the moment, saying “give me a minute, I’ll want a quick shower”, I said not a chance as I firmly pulled her neck back to me, bring my left hand around her throat softly, turning her head to the side so I could kiss her neck, simultaneously to this, I pushed my right hand down into her shorts, my hand brushed against lace. Stacey half protested again that she needed a shower, I said not a chance as you were wearing some of your nice panties. I thought, this was quite strange as she only wore her nice underwear on special occasions.
As the lockdown restrictions were eased and certain sports and exercises were allowed again, I got out walking and kayaking, whereas Stacey got back on the golf course at every opportunity, where she is very accomplished (playing off a handicap of 5). She played 2 or 3 times a week with her friend Amy, who roped her into entering a mixed completion. Stacey eagerly told me about the comp coming up in 6 months and that she would be playing with Gary and Tony. Tony was new to me, an average player and someone making the numbers up. Gary I knew from way back, an excellent golfer and a bit of a ladies man. Despite knowing this, I didn’t say anything, I’m not the jealous type and have never had cause to be. Of the 2-3 rounds a week, Stacey and Amy played, Gary and Tony joined them, but again as they were playing as a 4, I didn’t worry unduly.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
One week Stacey had played on the Monday and was due to play again on the Wednesday, going back to the signals I usually read before sex, she showered before bed on Tuesday night, Stacey came to bed smelling lovely and me waiting in bed with a hard on in anticipation, however when I made an advance she said not tonight, I’m tired. This not only frustrated me, but got me thinking ‘wow, she always responds to me in the same circumstances’, the following day she was pick up for golf, Amy picks her up so I then have our car to ferry the kids about. Whilst Stacey was out golfing, I took the kids to the store to choose what they wanted for dinner. I bumped into Amy’s mum, we made a bit of small talk, before she said ‘I’m glad Stacey hasn’t had to miss her golf?’ and ‘that it was nice that Gary had something to take his mind of his recent separation’.When I looked quizzical, she explained what with Amy isolating at home because of covid, it was good that the other could still play. I nodded, smiled politely and we parted.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
As the lockdown restrictions were eased and certain sports and exercises were allowed again, I got out walking and kayaking, whereas Stacey got back on the golf course at every opportunity, where she is very accomplished (playing off a handicap of 5). She played 2 or 3 times a week with her friend Amy, who roped her into entering a mixed completion. Stacey eagerly told me about the comp coming up in 6 months and that she would be playing with Gary and Tony. Tony was new to me, an average player and someone making the numbers up. Gary I knew from way back, an excellent golfer and a bit of a ladies man. Despite knowing this, I didn’t say anything, I’m not the jealous type and have never had cause to be. Of the 2-3 rounds a week, Stacey and Amy played, Gary and Tony joined them, but again as they were playing as a 4, I didn’t worry unduly.
As the lockdown restrictions were eased and certain sports and exercises were allowed again, I got out walking and kayaking, whereas Stacey got back on the golf course at every opportunity, where she is very accomplished (playing off a handicap of 5). She played 2 or 3 times a week with her friend Amy, who roped her into entering a mixed completion. Stacey eagerly told me about the comp coming up in 6 months and that she would be playing with Gary and Tony. Tony was new to me, an average player and someone making the numbers up. Gary I knew from way back, an excellent golfer and a bit of a ladies man. Despite knowing this, I didn’t say anything, I’m not the jealous type and have never had cause to be. Of the 2-3 rounds a week, Stacey and Amy played, Gary and Tony joined them, but again as they were playing as a 4, I didn’t worry unduly.
After dismissing my perverted thoughts, I was getting dry, I heard the front door go, I thought to myself, ‘Stacey’s home, don’t be an arsehole or weird about her not telling you’. When I came out of the en-suite moments later, I startled Stacey who must have rushed straight upstairs, she had already taken her shirt and bra off and was just stood in her golf shorts. She looked hot and flustered and was surprised to see me come out of the en-suite. She mumbled something about being sweaty and needing a shower. I complemented her, saying she looked very fine to me, to which she blushed. I moved over to her and went to give her a kiss and a hug, she turned away to avoid this, which was very out of character. I then nuzzled into her neck, she shuddered and responded by lifting her arm behind her and around me, pulling me into her neck. I left one arm around her neck and massaged her tits, each one in turn, they still amaze me, just over a handful each, but as pert today as they were 15 years ago. Her nipples always stand up with she’s aroused and right now they were on end. We enjoyed this sensual moment, before my hand began wandering down to her shorts. Stacey snapped out of the moment, saying “give me a minute, I’ll want a quick shower”, I said not a chance as I firmly pulled her neck back to me, bring my left hand around her throat softly, turning her head to the side so I could kiss her neck, simultaneously to this, I pushed my right hand down into her shorts, my hand brushed against lace. Stacey half protested again that she needed a shower, I said not a chance as you were wearing some of your nice panties. I thought, this was quite strange as she only wore her nice underwear on special occasions.
After dismissing my perverted thoughts, I was getting dry, I heard the front door go, I thought to myself, ‘Stacey’s home, don’t be an arsehole or weird about her not telling you’. When I came out of the en-suite moments later, I startled Stacey who must have rushed straight upstairs, she had already taken her shirt and bra off and was just stood in her golf shorts. She looked hot and flustered and was surprised to see me come out of the en-suite. She mumbled something about being sweaty and needing a shower. I complemented her, saying she looked very fine to me, to which she blushed. I moved over to her and went to give her a kiss and a hug, she turned away to avoid this, which was very out of character. I then nuzzled into her neck, she shuddered and responded by lifting her arm behind her and around me, pulling me into her neck. I left one arm around her neck and massaged her tits, each one in turn, they still amaze me, just over a handful each, but as pert today as they were 15 years ago. Her nipples always stand up with she’s aroused and right now they were on end. We enjoyed this sensual moment, before my hand began wandering down to her shorts. Stacey snapped out of the moment, saying “give me a minute, I’ll want a quick shower”, I said not a chance as I firmly pulled her neck back to me, bring my left hand around her throat softly, turning her head to the side so I could kiss her neck, simultaneously to this, I pushed my right hand down into her shorts, my hand brushed against lace. Stacey half protested again that she needed a shower, I said not a chance as you were wearing some of your nice panties. I thought, this was quite strange as she only wore her nice underwear on special occasions.
I then started to wonder why Stacey hadn’t told me and began to think things, I got myself in a mess wondering if Stacey was having an affair, but was able to rationalise things and put my thoughts down to petty jealousy, after all Tony was there to cock block Gary. Strangely though, with the mix of emotions I’d been feeling, I was quite turned on by my dirty mind wrongly thinking what my wife was up to. With my dirty mind getting the better of me, I shut myself away from the kids in the bathroom and wanked myself furiously at the thought my wife being fucked o the golf course by Gary, Tony even joined my fantasy at one point as I imagined her being bent over in the woods by both men, using her and leaving her full of cum. I came buckets myself at the thought. Immediately afterwards I was overcome by guilt and anger at myself for being turned on by such thoughts. I pushed all that to the back of my mind and went downstairs, to prep the kids evening dinner, which I served before jumping in the shower upstairs in the en-suite.
But back to the job in hand, I said “I don’t want to hear I love you, I’m sorry or anything, I just want to use your dirty cum filled cunt. You just lay back and enjoy, but while you do think very very clearly about what happens when I’m done. Because we are going to have a talk and if your 100 honest and hide nothing, we have a chance, but anything short of that and we are done, OK?” She nodded her understanding, what a picture she was, her mouth bulging with lace, hair all over the place, covered in sweat and god knows what else.
After dismissing my perverted thoughts, I was getting dry, I heard the front door go, I thought to myself, ‘Stacey’s home, don’t be an arsehole or weird about her not telling you’. When I came out of the en-suite moments later, I startled Stacey who must have rushed straight upstairs, she had already taken her shirt and bra off and was just stood in her golf shorts. She looked hot and flustered and was surprised to see me come out of the en-suite. She mumbled something about being sweaty and needing a shower. I complemented her, saying she looked very fine to me, to which she blushed. I moved over to her and went to give her a kiss and a hug, she turned away to avoid this, which was very out of character. I then nuzzled into her neck, she shuddered and responded by lifting her arm behind her and around me, pulling me into her neck. I left one arm around her neck and massaged her tits, each one in turn, they still amaze me, just over a handful each, but as pert today as they were 15 years ago. Her nipples always stand up with she’s aroused and right now they were on end. We enjoyed this sensual moment, before my hand began wandering down to her shorts. Stacey snapped out of the moment, saying “give me a minute, I’ll want a quick shower”, I said not a chance as I firmly pulled her neck back to me, bring my left hand around her throat softly, turning her head to the side so I could kiss her neck, simultaneously to this, I pushed my right hand down into her shorts, my hand brushed against lace. Stacey half protested again that she needed a shower, I said not a chance as you were wearing some of your nice panties. I thought, this was quite strange as she only wore her nice underwear on special occasions.
I then started to wonder why Stacey hadn’t told me and began to think things, I got myself in a mess wondering if Stacey was having an affair, but was able to rationalise things and put my thoughts down to petty jealousy, after all Tony was there to cock block Gary. Strangely though, with the mix of emotions I’d been feeling, I was quite turned on by my dirty mind wrongly thinking what my wife was up to. With my dirty mind getting the better of me, I shut myself away from the kids in the bathroom and wanked myself furiously at the thought my wife being fucked o the golf course by Gary, Tony even joined my fantasy at one point as I imagined her being bent over in the woods by both men, using her and leaving her full of cum. I came buckets myself at the thought. Immediately afterwards I was overcome by guilt and anger at myself for being turned on by such thoughts. I pushed all that to the back of my mind and went downstairs, to prep the kids evening dinner, which I served before jumping in the shower upstairs in the en-suite.
But back to the job in hand, I said “I don’t want to hear I love you, I’m sorry or anything, I just want to use your dirty cum filled cunt. You just lay back and enjoy, but while you do think very very clearly about what happens when I’m done. Because we are going to have a talk and if your 100 honest and hide nothing, we have a chance, but anything short of that and we are done, OK?” She nodded her understanding, what a picture she was, her mouth bulging with lace, hair all over the place, covered in sweat and god knows what else.
After dismissing my perverted thoughts, I was getting dry, I heard the front door go, I thought to myself, ‘Stacey’s home, don’t be an arsehole or weird about her not telling you’. When I came out of the en-suite moments later, I startled Stacey who must have rushed straight upstairs, she had already taken her shirt and bra off and was just stood in her golf shorts. She looked hot and flustered and was surprised to see me come out of the en-suite. She mumbled something about being sweaty and needing a shower. I complemented her, saying she looked very fine to me, to which she blushed. I moved over to her and went to give her a kiss and a hug, she turned away to avoid this, which was very out of character. I then nuzzled into her neck, she shuddered and responded by lifting her arm behind her and around me, pulling me into her neck. I left one arm around her neck and massaged her tits, each one in turn, they still amaze me, just over a handful each, but as pert today as they were 15 years ago. Her nipples always stand up with she’s aroused and right now they were on end. We enjoyed this sensual moment, before my hand began wandering down to her shorts. Stacey snapped out of the moment, saying “give me a minute, I’ll want a quick shower”, I said not a chance as I firmly pulled her neck back to me, bring my left hand around her throat softly, turning her head to the side so I could kiss her neck, simultaneously to this, I pushed my right hand down into her shorts, my hand brushed against lace. Stacey half protested again that she needed a shower, I said not a chance as you were wearing some of your nice panties. I thought, this was quite strange as she only wore her nice underwear on special occasions.
As I leant down I simultaneously thrust into her and kissed her, I whispered in her ear that I cannot believe she let them fuck and cum in her and demanded that she lick every trace of the two men off me. “What, no, no, no, not two, it was just Gary, what do you think . . .” Her sentence was cut short by me pushing her legs down back to the bed, making her thong stretch from side to side of her face gagging her. “JUST GARY” I said “you dirty fucking slut”, as I held her there in that position, I pistoned into her furiously, using my legs, hips and bodyweight, Stacey whimpered and muffled encouragement, after a couple of minutes she was shaking through an orgasm, before tapping me vigorously on my hip, I released her from being pinned. She immediately began talking “that was amazing, the best”. I hooked her legs over my shoulders and carried on driving into her, using my now free hands to squeeze her tits and pinch her nipples. “ I want YOUR cum” and “I’m sorry, I really am, I love you” I cut her off again, this time by pulling her panties off and gagging her with them. Wow they were wet, in hindsight I should have wrung them out over the dirty bitch.
After dismissing my perverted thoughts, I was getting dry, I heard the front door go, I thought to myself, ‘Stacey’s home, don’t be an arsehole or weird about her not telling you’. When I came out of the en-suite moments later, I startled Stacey who must have rushed straight upstairs, she had already taken her shirt and bra off and was just stood in her golf shorts. She looked hot and flustered and was surprised to see me come out of the en-suite. She mumbled something about being sweaty and needing a shower. I complemented her, saying she looked very fine to me, to which she blushed. I moved over to her and went to give her a kiss and a hug, she turned away to avoid this, which was very out of character. I then nuzzled into her neck, she shuddered and responded by lifting her arm behind her and around me, pulling me into her neck. I left one arm around her neck and massaged her tits, each one in turn, they still amaze me, just over a handful each, but as pert today as they were 15 years ago. Her nipples always stand up with she’s aroused and right now they were on end. We enjoyed this sensual moment, before my hand began wandering down to her shorts. Stacey snapped out of the moment, saying “give me a minute, I’ll want a quick shower”, I said not a chance as I firmly pulled her neck back to me, bring my left hand around her throat softly, turning her head to the side so I could kiss her neck, simultaneously to this, I pushed my right hand down into her shorts, my hand brushed against lace. Stacey half protested again that she needed a shower, I said not a chance as you were wearing some of your nice panties. I thought, this was quite strange as she only wore her nice underwear on special occasions.
After dismissing my perverted thoughts, I was getting dry, I heard the front door go, I thought to myself, ‘Stacey’s home, don’t be an arsehole or weird about her not telling you’. When I came out of the en-suite moments later, I startled Stacey who must have rushed straight upstairs, she had already taken her shirt and bra off and was just stood in her golf shorts. She looked hot and flustered and was surprised to see me come out of the en-suite. She mumbled something about being sweaty and needing a shower. I complemented her, saying she looked very fine to me, to which she blushed. I moved over to her and went to give her a kiss and a hug, she turned away to avoid this, which was very out of character. I then nuzzled into her neck, she shuddered and responded by lifting her arm behind her and around me, pulling me into her neck. I left one arm around her neck and massaged her tits, each one in turn, they still amaze me, just over a handful each, but as pert today as they were 15 years ago. Her nipples always stand up with she’s aroused and right now they were on end. We enjoyed this sensual moment, before my hand began wandering down to her shorts. Stacey snapped out of the moment, saying “give me a minute, I’ll want a quick shower”, I said not a chance as I firmly pulled her neck back to me, bring my left hand around her throat softly, turning her head to the side so I could kiss her neck, simultaneously to this, I pushed my right hand down into her shorts, my hand brushed against lace. Stacey half protested again that she needed a shower, I said not a chance as you were wearing some of your nice panties. I thought, this was quite strange as she only wore her nice underwear on special occasions.
As I leant down I simultaneously thrust into her and kissed her, I whispered in her ear that I cannot believe she let them fuck and cum in her and demanded that she lick every trace of the two men off me. “What, no, no, no, not two, it was just Gary, what do you think . . .” Her sentence was cut short by me pushing her legs down back to the bed, making her thong stretch from side to side of her face gagging her. “JUST GARY” I said “you dirty fucking slut”, as I held her there in that position, I pistoned into her furiously, using my legs, hips and bodyweight, Stacey whimpered and muffled encouragement, after a couple of minutes she was shaking through an orgasm, before tapping me vigorously on my hip, I released her from being pinned. She immediately began talking “that was amazing, the best”. I hooked her legs over my shoulders and carried on driving into her, using my now free hands to squeeze her tits and pinch her nipples. “ I want YOUR cum” and “I’m sorry, I really am, I love you” I cut her off again, this time by pulling her panties off and gagging her with them. Wow they were wet, in hindsight I should have wrung them out over the dirty bitch.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
As the lockdown restrictions were eased and certain sports and exercises were allowed again, I got out walking and kayaking, whereas Stacey got back on the golf course at every opportunity, where she is very accomplished (playing off a handicap of 5). She played 2 or 3 times a week with her friend Amy, who roped her into entering a mixed completion. Stacey eagerly told me about the comp coming up in 6 months and that she would be playing with Gary and Tony. Tony was new to me, an average player and someone making the numbers up. Gary I knew from way back, an excellent golfer and a bit of a ladies man. Despite knowing this, I didn’t say anything, I’m not the jealous type and have never had cause to be. Of the 2-3 rounds a week, Stacey and Amy played, Gary and Tony joined them, but again as they were playing as a 4, I didn’t worry unduly.
I then started to wonder why Stacey hadn’t told me and began to think things, I got myself in a mess wondering if Stacey was having an affair, but was able to rationalise things and put my thoughts down to petty jealousy, after all Tony was there to cock block Gary. Strangely though, with the mix of emotions I’d been feeling, I was quite turned on by my dirty mind wrongly thinking what my wife was up to. With my dirty mind getting the better of me, I shut myself away from the kids in the bathroom and wanked myself furiously at the thought my wife being fucked o the golf course by Gary, Tony even joined my fantasy at one point as I imagined her being bent over in the woods by both men, using her and leaving her full of cum. I came buckets myself at the thought. Immediately afterwards I was overcome by guilt and anger at myself for being turned on by such thoughts. I pushed all that to the back of my mind and went downstairs, to prep the kids evening dinner, which I served before jumping in the shower upstairs in the en-suite.
Over the last 15 years we have grown together, both in spirit as soul mates and sexually. At 42 I’m older and have certainly had more experience. She is trusting and open minded, most new things she has tried with me, she has enjoyed and gone on to develop. Sex indoors, sex outdoors, making love, fucking like animals, some rough play, dressing up, we’ve come a long way together. But recently things had gone off the boil, the UK covid lockdown didn’t help, Stacey, me and the kids were cooped up together for a long period, limit privacy and working from home consuming us, probably made worse for me as my masturbating opportunities were also reduced.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
But back to the job in hand, I said “I don’t want to hear I love you, I’m sorry or anything, I just want to use your dirty cum filled cunt. You just lay back and enjoy, but while you do think very very clearly about what happens when I’m done. Because we are going to have a talk and if your 100 honest and hide nothing, we have a chance, but anything short of that and we are done, OK?” She nodded her understanding, what a picture she was, her mouth bulging with lace, hair all over the place, covered in sweat and god knows what else.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
I then started to wonder why Stacey hadn’t told me and began to think things, I got myself in a mess wondering if Stacey was having an affair, but was able to rationalise things and put my thoughts down to petty jealousy, after all Tony was there to cock block Gary. Strangely though, with the mix of emotions I’d been feeling, I was quite turned on by my dirty mind wrongly thinking what my wife was up to. With my dirty mind getting the better of me, I shut myself away from the kids in the bathroom and wanked myself furiously at the thought my wife being fucked o the golf course by Gary, Tony even joined my fantasy at one point as I imagined her being bent over in the woods by both men, using her and leaving her full of cum. I came buckets myself at the thought. Immediately afterwards I was overcome by guilt and anger at myself for being turned on by such thoughts. I pushed all that to the back of my mind and went downstairs, to prep the kids evening dinner, which I served before jumping in the shower upstairs in the en-suite.
One week Stacey had played on the Monday and was due to play again on the Wednesday, going back to the signals I usually read before sex, she showered before bed on Tuesday night, Stacey came to bed smelling lovely and me waiting in bed with a hard on in anticipation, however when I made an advance she said not tonight, I’m tired. This not only frustrated me, but got me thinking ‘wow, she always responds to me in the same circumstances’, the following day she was pick up for golf, Amy picks her up so I then have our car to ferry the kids about. Whilst Stacey was out golfing, I took the kids to the store to choose what they wanted for dinner. I bumped into Amy’s mum, we made a bit of small talk, before she said ‘I’m glad Stacey hasn’t had to miss her golf?’ and ‘that it was nice that Gary had something to take his mind of his recent separation’.When I looked quizzical, she explained what with Amy isolating at home because of covid, it was good that the other could still play. I nodded, smiled politely and we parted.
After dismissing my perverted thoughts, I was getting dry, I heard the front door go, I thought to myself, ‘Stacey’s home, don’t be an arsehole or weird about her not telling you’. When I came out of the en-suite moments later, I startled Stacey who must have rushed straight upstairs, she had already taken her shirt and bra off and was just stood in her golf shorts. She looked hot and flustered and was surprised to see me come out of the en-suite. She mumbled something about being sweaty and needing a shower. I complemented her, saying she looked very fine to me, to which she blushed. I moved over to her and went to give her a kiss and a hug, she turned away to avoid this, which was very out of character. I then nuzzled into her neck, she shuddered and responded by lifting her arm behind her and around me, pulling me into her neck. I left one arm around her neck and massaged her tits, each one in turn, they still amaze me, just over a handful each, but as pert today as they were 15 years ago. Her nipples always stand up with she’s aroused and right now they were on end. We enjoyed this sensual moment, before my hand began wandering down to her shorts. Stacey snapped out of the moment, saying “give me a minute, I’ll want a quick shower”, I said not a chance as I firmly pulled her neck back to me, bring my left hand around her throat softly, turning her head to the side so I could kiss her neck, simultaneously to this, I pushed my right hand down into her shorts, my hand brushed against lace. Stacey half protested again that she needed a shower, I said not a chance as you were wearing some of your nice panties. I thought, this was quite strange as she only wore her nice underwear on special occasions.
As I leant down I simultaneously thrust into her and kissed her, I whispered in her ear that I cannot believe she let them fuck and cum in her and demanded that she lick every trace of the two men off me. “What, no, no, no, not two, it was just Gary, what do you think . . .” Her sentence was cut short by me pushing her legs down back to the bed, making her thong stretch from side to side of her face gagging her. “JUST GARY” I said “you dirty fucking slut”, as I held her there in that position, I pistoned into her furiously, using my legs, hips and bodyweight, Stacey whimpered and muffled encouragement, after a couple of minutes she was shaking through an orgasm, before tapping me vigorously on my hip, I released her from being pinned. She immediately began talking “that was amazing, the best”. I hooked her legs over my shoulders and carried on driving into her, using my now free hands to squeeze her tits and pinch her nipples. “ I want YOUR cum” and “I’m sorry, I really am, I love you” I cut her off again, this time by pulling her panties off and gagging her with them. Wow they were wet, in hindsight I should have wrung them out over the dirty bitch.
As I leant down I simultaneously thrust into her and kissed her, I whispered in her ear that I cannot believe she let them fuck and cum in her and demanded that she lick every trace of the two men off me. “What, no, no, no, not two, it was just Gary, what do you think . . .” Her sentence was cut short by me pushing her legs down back to the bed, making her thong stretch from side to side of her face gagging her. “JUST GARY” I said “you dirty fucking slut”, as I held her there in that position, I pistoned into her furiously, using my legs, hips and bodyweight, Stacey whimpered and muffled encouragement, after a couple of minutes she was shaking through an orgasm, before tapping me vigorously on my hip, I released her from being pinned. She immediately began talking “that was amazing, the best”. I hooked her legs over my shoulders and carried on driving into her, using my now free hands to squeeze her tits and pinch her nipples. “ I want YOUR cum” and “I’m sorry, I really am, I love you” I cut her off again, this time by pulling her panties off and gagging her with them. Wow they were wet, in hindsight I should have wrung them out over the dirty bitch.
As I leant down I simultaneously thrust into her and kissed her, I whispered in her ear that I cannot believe she let them fuck and cum in her and demanded that she lick every trace of the two men off me. “What, no, no, no, not two, it was just Gary, what do you think . . .” Her sentence was cut short by me pushing her legs down back to the bed, making her thong stretch from side to side of her face gagging her. “JUST GARY” I said “you dirty fucking slut”, as I held her there in that position, I pistoned into her furiously, using my legs, hips and bodyweight, Stacey whimpered and muffled encouragement, after a couple of minutes she was shaking through an orgasm, before tapping me vigorously on my hip, I released her from being pinned. She immediately began talking “that was amazing, the best”. I hooked her legs over my shoulders and carried on driving into her, using my now free hands to squeeze her tits and pinch her nipples. “ I want YOUR cum” and “I’m sorry, I really am, I love you” I cut her off again, this time by pulling her panties off and gagging her with them. Wow they were wet, in hindsight I should have wrung them out over the dirty bitch.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
After dismissing my perverted thoughts, I was getting dry, I heard the front door go, I thought to myself, ‘Stacey’s home, don’t be an arsehole or weird about her not telling you’. When I came out of the en-suite moments later, I startled Stacey who must have rushed straight upstairs, she had already taken her shirt and bra off and was just stood in her golf shorts. She looked hot and flustered and was surprised to see me come out of the en-suite. She mumbled something about being sweaty and needing a shower. I complemented her, saying she looked very fine to me, to which she blushed. I moved over to her and went to give her a kiss and a hug, she turned away to avoid this, which was very out of character. I then nuzzled into her neck, she shuddered and responded by lifting her arm behind her and around me, pulling me into her neck. I left one arm around her neck and massaged her tits, each one in turn, they still amaze me, just over a handful each, but as pert today as they were 15 years ago. Her nipples always stand up with she’s aroused and right now they were on end. We enjoyed this sensual moment, before my hand began wandering down to her shorts. Stacey snapped out of the moment, saying “give me a minute, I’ll want a quick shower”, I said not a chance as I firmly pulled her neck back to me, bring my left hand around her throat softly, turning her head to the side so I could kiss her neck, simultaneously to this, I pushed my right hand down into her shorts, my hand brushed against lace. Stacey half protested again that she needed a shower, I said not a chance as you were wearing some of your nice panties. I thought, this was quite strange as she only wore her nice underwear on special occasions.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
After dismissing my perverted thoughts, I was getting dry, I heard the front door go, I thought to myself, ‘Stacey’s home, don’t be an arsehole or weird about her not telling you’. When I came out of the en-suite moments later, I startled Stacey who must have rushed straight upstairs, she had already taken her shirt and bra off and was just stood in her golf shorts. She looked hot and flustered and was surprised to see me come out of the en-suite. She mumbled something about being sweaty and needing a shower. I complemented her, saying she looked very fine to me, to which she blushed. I moved over to her and went to give her a kiss and a hug, she turned away to avoid this, which was very out of character. I then nuzzled into her neck, she shuddered and responded by lifting her arm behind her and around me, pulling me into her neck. I left one arm around her neck and massaged her tits, each one in turn, they still amaze me, just over a handful each, but as pert today as they were 15 years ago. Her nipples always stand up with she’s aroused and right now they were on end. We enjoyed this sensual moment, before my hand began wandering down to her shorts. Stacey snapped out of the moment, saying “give me a minute, I’ll want a quick shower”, I said not a chance as I firmly pulled her neck back to me, bring my left hand around her throat softly, turning her head to the side so I could kiss her neck, simultaneously to this, I pushed my right hand down into her shorts, my hand brushed against lace. Stacey half protested again that she needed a shower, I said not a chance as you were wearing some of your nice panties. I thought, this was quite strange as she only wore her nice underwear on special occasions.
One week Stacey had played on the Monday and was due to play again on the Wednesday, going back to the signals I usually read before sex, she showered before bed on Tuesday night, Stacey came to bed smelling lovely and me waiting in bed with a hard on in anticipation, however when I made an advance she said not tonight, I’m tired. This not only frustrated me, but got me thinking ‘wow, she always responds to me in the same circumstances’, the following day she was pick up for golf, Amy picks her up so I then have our car to ferry the kids about. Whilst Stacey was out golfing, I took the kids to the store to choose what they wanted for dinner. I bumped into Amy’s mum, we made a bit of small talk, before she said ‘I’m glad Stacey hasn’t had to miss her golf?’ and ‘that it was nice that Gary had something to take his mind of his recent separation’.When I looked quizzical, she explained what with Amy isolating at home because of covid, it was good that the other could still play. I nodded, smiled politely and we parted.
I then started to wonder why Stacey hadn’t told me and began to think things, I got myself in a mess wondering if Stacey was having an affair, but was able to rationalise things and put my thoughts down to petty jealousy, after all Tony was there to cock block Gary. Strangely though, with the mix of emotions I’d been feeling, I was quite turned on by my dirty mind wrongly thinking what my wife was up to. With my dirty mind getting the better of me, I shut myself away from the kids in the bathroom and wanked myself furiously at the thought my wife being fucked o the golf course by Gary, Tony even joined my fantasy at one point as I imagined her being bent over in the woods by both men, using her and leaving her full of cum. I came buckets myself at the thought. Immediately afterwards I was overcome by guilt and anger at myself for being turned on by such thoughts. I pushed all that to the back of my mind and went downstairs, to prep the kids evening dinner, which I served before jumping in the shower upstairs in the en-suite.
I then started to wonder why Stacey hadn’t told me and began to think things, I got myself in a mess wondering if Stacey was having an affair, but was able to rationalise things and put my thoughts down to petty jealousy, after all Tony was there to cock block Gary. Strangely though, with the mix of emotions I’d been feeling, I was quite turned on by my dirty mind wrongly thinking what my wife was up to. With my dirty mind getting the better of me, I shut myself away from the kids in the bathroom and wanked myself furiously at the thought my wife being fucked o the golf course by Gary, Tony even joined my fantasy at one point as I imagined her being bent over in the woods by both men, using her and leaving her full of cum. I came buckets myself at the thought. Immediately afterwards I was overcome by guilt and anger at myself for being turned on by such thoughts. I pushed all that to the back of my mind and went downstairs, to prep the kids evening dinner, which I served before jumping in the shower upstairs in the en-suite.
Over the last 15 years we have grown together, both in spirit as soul mates and sexually. At 42 I’m older and have certainly had more experience. She is trusting and open minded, most new things she has tried with me, she has enjoyed and gone on to develop. Sex indoors, sex outdoors, making love, fucking like animals, some rough play, dressing up, we’ve come a long way together. But recently things had gone off the boil, the UK covid lockdown didn’t help, Stacey, me and the kids were cooped up together for a long period, limit privacy and working from home consuming us, probably made worse for me as my masturbating opportunities were also reduced.
Over the last 15 years we have grown together, both in spirit as soul mates and sexually. At 42 I’m older and have certainly had more experience. She is trusting and open minded, most new things she has tried with me, she has enjoyed and gone on to develop. Sex indoors, sex outdoors, making love, fucking like animals, some rough play, dressing up, we’ve come a long way together. But recently things had gone off the boil, the UK covid lockdown didn’t help, Stacey, me and the kids were cooped up together for a long period, limit privacy and working from home consuming us, probably made worse for me as my masturbating opportunities were also reduced.
Over the last 15 years we have grown together, both in spirit as soul mates and sexually. At 42 I’m older and have certainly had more experience. She is trusting and open minded, most new things she has tried with me, she has enjoyed and gone on to develop. Sex indoors, sex outdoors, making love, fucking like animals, some rough play, dressing up, we’ve come a long way together. But recently things had gone off the boil, the UK covid lockdown didn’t help, Stacey, me and the kids were cooped up together for a long period, limit privacy and working from home consuming us, probably made worse for me as my masturbating opportunities were also reduced.
Over the last 15 years we have grown together, both in spirit as soul mates and sexually. At 42 I’m older and have certainly had more experience. She is trusting and open minded, most new things she has tried with me, she has enjoyed and gone on to develop. Sex indoors, sex outdoors, making love, fucking like animals, some rough play, dressing up, we’ve come a long way together. But recently things had gone off the boil, the UK covid lockdown didn’t help, Stacey, me and the kids were cooped up together for a long period, limit privacy and working from home consuming us, probably made worse for me as my masturbating opportunities were also reduced.
After dismissing my perverted thoughts, I was getting dry, I heard the front door go, I thought to myself, ‘Stacey’s home, don’t be an arsehole or weird about her not telling you’. When I came out of the en-suite moments later, I startled Stacey who must have rushed straight upstairs, she had already taken her shirt and bra off and was just stood in her golf shorts. She looked hot and flustered and was surprised to see me come out of the en-suite. She mumbled something about being sweaty and needing a shower. I complemented her, saying she looked very fine to me, to which she blushed. I moved over to her and went to give her a kiss and a hug, she turned away to avoid this, which was very out of character. I then nuzzled into her neck, she shuddered and responded by lifting her arm behind her and around me, pulling me into her neck. I left one arm around her neck and massaged her tits, each one in turn, they still amaze me, just over a handful each, but as pert today as they were 15 years ago. Her nipples always stand up with she’s aroused and right now they were on end. We enjoyed this sensual moment, before my hand began wandering down to her shorts. Stacey snapped out of the moment, saying “give me a minute, I’ll want a quick shower”, I said not a chance as I firmly pulled her neck back to me, bring my left hand around her throat softly, turning her head to the side so I could kiss her neck, simultaneously to this, I pushed my right hand down into her shorts, my hand brushed against lace. Stacey half protested again that she needed a shower, I said not a chance as you were wearing some of your nice panties. I thought, this was quite strange as she only wore her nice underwear on special occasions.
Over the last 15 years we have grown together, both in spirit as soul mates and sexually. At 42 I’m older and have certainly had more experience. She is trusting and open minded, most new things she has tried with me, she has enjoyed and gone on to develop. Sex indoors, sex outdoors, making love, fucking like animals, some rough play, dressing up, we’ve come a long way together. But recently things had gone off the boil, the UK covid lockdown didn’t help, Stacey, me and the kids were cooped up together for a long period, limit privacy and working from home consuming us, probably made worse for me as my masturbating opportunities were also reduced.
But back to the job in hand, I said “I don’t want to hear I love you, I’m sorry or anything, I just want to use your dirty cum filled cunt. You just lay back and enjoy, but while you do think very very clearly about what happens when I’m done. Because we are going to have a talk and if your 100 honest and hide nothing, we have a chance, but anything short of that and we are done, OK?” She nodded her understanding, what a picture she was, her mouth bulging with lace, hair all over the place, covered in sweat and god knows what else.
As the lockdown restrictions were eased and certain sports and exercises were allowed again, I got out walking and kayaking, whereas Stacey got back on the golf course at every opportunity, where she is very accomplished (playing off a handicap of 5). She played 2 or 3 times a week with her friend Amy, who roped her into entering a mixed completion. Stacey eagerly told me about the comp coming up in 6 months and that she would be playing with Gary and Tony. Tony was new to me, an average player and someone making the numbers up. Gary I knew from way back, an excellent golfer and a bit of a ladies man. Despite knowing this, I didn’t say anything, I’m not the jealous type and have never had cause to be. Of the 2-3 rounds a week, Stacey and Amy played, Gary and Tony joined them, but again as they were playing as a 4, I didn’t worry unduly.
One week Stacey had played on the Monday and was due to play again on the Wednesday, going back to the signals I usually read before sex, she showered before bed on Tuesday night, Stacey came to bed smelling lovely and me waiting in bed with a hard on in anticipation, however when I made an advance she said not tonight, I’m tired. This not only frustrated me, but got me thinking ‘wow, she always responds to me in the same circumstances’, the following day she was pick up for golf, Amy picks her up so I then have our car to ferry the kids about. Whilst Stacey was out golfing, I took the kids to the store to choose what they wanted for dinner. I bumped into Amy’s mum, we made a bit of small talk, before she said ‘I’m glad Stacey hasn’t had to miss her golf?’ and ‘that it was nice that Gary had something to take his mind of his recent separation’.When I looked quizzical, she explained what with Amy isolating at home because of covid, it was good that the other could still play. I nodded, smiled politely and we parted.
As the lockdown restrictions were eased and certain sports and exercises were allowed again, I got out walking and kayaking, whereas Stacey got back on the golf course at every opportunity, where she is very accomplished (playing off a handicap of 5). She played 2 or 3 times a week with her friend Amy, who roped her into entering a mixed completion. Stacey eagerly told me about the comp coming up in 6 months and that she would be playing with Gary and Tony. Tony was new to me, an average player and someone making the numbers up. Gary I knew from way back, an excellent golfer and a bit of a ladies man. Despite knowing this, I didn’t say anything, I’m not the jealous type and have never had cause to be. Of the 2-3 rounds a week, Stacey and Amy played, Gary and Tony joined them, but again as they were playing as a 4, I didn’t worry unduly.
After dismissing my perverted thoughts, I was getting dry, I heard the front door go, I thought to myself, ‘Stacey’s home, don’t be an arsehole or weird about her not telling you’. When I came out of the en-suite moments later, I startled Stacey who must have rushed straight upstairs, she had already taken her shirt and bra off and was just stood in her golf shorts. She looked hot and flustered and was surprised to see me come out of the en-suite. She mumbled something about being sweaty and needing a shower. I complemented her, saying she looked very fine to me, to which she blushed. I moved over to her and went to give her a kiss and a hug, she turned away to avoid this, which was very out of character. I then nuzzled into her neck, she shuddered and responded by lifting her arm behind her and around me, pulling me into her neck. I left one arm around her neck and massaged her tits, each one in turn, they still amaze me, just over a handful each, but as pert today as they were 15 years ago. Her nipples always stand up with she’s aroused and right now they were on end. We enjoyed this sensual moment, before my hand began wandering down to her shorts. Stacey snapped out of the moment, saying “give me a minute, I’ll want a quick shower”, I said not a chance as I firmly pulled her neck back to me, bring my left hand around her throat softly, turning her head to the side so I could kiss her neck, simultaneously to this, I pushed my right hand down into her shorts, my hand brushed against lace. Stacey half protested again that she needed a shower, I said not a chance as you were wearing some of your nice panties. I thought, this was quite strange as she only wore her nice underwear on special occasions.
Over the last 15 years we have grown together, both in spirit as soul mates and sexually. At 42 I’m older and have certainly had more experience. She is trusting and open minded, most new things she has tried with me, she has enjoyed and gone on to develop. Sex indoors, sex outdoors, making love, fucking like animals, some rough play, dressing up, we’ve come a long way together. But recently things had gone off the boil, the UK covid lockdown didn’t help, Stacey, me and the kids were cooped up together for a long period, limit privacy and working from home consuming us, probably made worse for me as my masturbating opportunities were also reduced.
As I leant down I simultaneously thrust into her and kissed her, I whispered in her ear that I cannot believe she let them fuck and cum in her and demanded that she lick every trace of the two men off me. “What, no, no, no, not two, it was just Gary, what do you think . . .” Her sentence was cut short by me pushing her legs down back to the bed, making her thong stretch from side to side of her face gagging her. “JUST GARY” I said “you dirty fucking slut”, as I held her there in that position, I pistoned into her furiously, using my legs, hips and bodyweight, Stacey whimpered and muffled encouragement, after a couple of minutes she was shaking through an orgasm, before tapping me vigorously on my hip, I released her from being pinned. She immediately began talking “that was amazing, the best”. I hooked her legs over my shoulders and carried on driving into her, using my now free hands to squeeze her tits and pinch her nipples. “ I want YOUR cum” and “I’m sorry, I really am, I love you” I cut her off again, this time by pulling her panties off and gagging her with them. Wow they were wet, in hindsight I should have wrung them out over the dirty bitch.
Over the last 15 years we have grown together, both in spirit as soul mates and sexually. At 42 I’m older and have certainly had more experience. She is trusting and open minded, most new things she has tried with me, she has enjoyed and gone on to develop. Sex indoors, sex outdoors, making love, fucking like animals, some rough play, dressing up, we’ve come a long way together. But recently things had gone off the boil, the UK covid lockdown didn’t help, Stacey, me and the kids were cooped up together for a long period, limit privacy and working from home consuming us, probably made worse for me as my masturbating opportunities were also reduced.
But back to the job in hand, I said “I don’t want to hear I love you, I’m sorry or anything, I just want to use your dirty cum filled cunt. You just lay back and enjoy, but while you do think very very clearly about what happens when I’m done. Because we are going to have a talk and if your 100 honest and hide nothing, we have a chance, but anything short of that and we are done, OK?” She nodded her understanding, what a picture she was, her mouth bulging with lace, hair all over the place, covered in sweat and god knows what else.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
Over the last 15 years we have grown together, both in spirit as soul mates and sexually. At 42 I’m older and have certainly had more experience. She is trusting and open minded, most new things she has tried with me, she has enjoyed and gone on to develop. Sex indoors, sex outdoors, making love, fucking like animals, some rough play, dressing up, we’ve come a long way together. But recently things had gone off the boil, the UK covid lockdown didn’t help, Stacey, me and the kids were cooped up together for a long period, limit privacy and working from home consuming us, probably made worse for me as my masturbating opportunities were also reduced.
One week Stacey had played on the Monday and was due to play again on the Wednesday, going back to the signals I usually read before sex, she showered before bed on Tuesday night, Stacey came to bed smelling lovely and me waiting in bed with a hard on in anticipation, however when I made an advance she said not tonight, I’m tired. This not only frustrated me, but got me thinking ‘wow, she always responds to me in the same circumstances’, the following day she was pick up for golf, Amy picks her up so I then have our car to ferry the kids about. Whilst Stacey was out golfing, I took the kids to the store to choose what they wanted for dinner. I bumped into Amy’s mum, we made a bit of small talk, before she said ‘I’m glad Stacey hasn’t had to miss her golf?’ and ‘that it was nice that Gary had something to take his mind of his recent separation’.When I looked quizzical, she explained what with Amy isolating at home because of covid, it was good that the other could still play. I nodded, smiled politely and we parted.
Over the last 15 years we have grown together, both in spirit as soul mates and sexually. At 42 I’m older and have certainly had more experience. She is trusting and open minded, most new things she has tried with me, she has enjoyed and gone on to develop. Sex indoors, sex outdoors, making love, fucking like animals, some rough play, dressing up, we’ve come a long way together. But recently things had gone off the boil, the UK covid lockdown didn’t help, Stacey, me and the kids were cooped up together for a long period, limit privacy and working from home consuming us, probably made worse for me as my masturbating opportunities were also reduced.
As I leant down I simultaneously thrust into her and kissed her, I whispered in her ear that I cannot believe she let them fuck and cum in her and demanded that she lick every trace of the two men off me. “What, no, no, no, not two, it was just Gary, what do you think . . .” Her sentence was cut short by me pushing her legs down back to the bed, making her thong stretch from side to side of her face gagging her. “JUST GARY” I said “you dirty fucking slut”, as I held her there in that position, I pistoned into her furiously, using my legs, hips and bodyweight, Stacey whimpered and muffled encouragement, after a couple of minutes she was shaking through an orgasm, before tapping me vigorously on my hip, I released her from being pinned. She immediately began talking “that was amazing, the best”. I hooked her legs over my shoulders and carried on driving into her, using my now free hands to squeeze her tits and pinch her nipples. “ I want YOUR cum” and “I’m sorry, I really am, I love you” I cut her off again, this time by pulling her panties off and gagging her with them. Wow they were wet, in hindsight I should have wrung them out over the dirty bitch.
One week Stacey had played on the Monday and was due to play again on the Wednesday, going back to the signals I usually read before sex, she showered before bed on Tuesday night, Stacey came to bed smelling lovely and me waiting in bed with a hard on in anticipation, however when I made an advance she said not tonight, I’m tired. This not only frustrated me, but got me thinking ‘wow, she always responds to me in the same circumstances’, the following day she was pick up for golf, Amy picks her up so I then have our car to ferry the kids about. Whilst Stacey was out golfing, I took the kids to the store to choose what they wanted for dinner. I bumped into Amy’s mum, we made a bit of small talk, before she said ‘I’m glad Stacey hasn’t had to miss her golf?’ and ‘that it was nice that Gary had something to take his mind of his recent separation’.When I looked quizzical, she explained what with Amy isolating at home because of covid, it was good that the other could still play. I nodded, smiled politely and we parted.
One week Stacey had played on the Monday and was due to play again on the Wednesday, going back to the signals I usually read before sex, she showered before bed on Tuesday night, Stacey came to bed smelling lovely and me waiting in bed with a hard on in anticipation, however when I made an advance she said not tonight, I’m tired. This not only frustrated me, but got me thinking ‘wow, she always responds to me in the same circumstances’, the following day she was pick up for golf, Amy picks her up so I then have our car to ferry the kids about. Whilst Stacey was out golfing, I took the kids to the store to choose what they wanted for dinner. I bumped into Amy’s mum, we made a bit of small talk, before she said ‘I’m glad Stacey hasn’t had to miss her golf?’ and ‘that it was nice that Gary had something to take his mind of his recent separation’.When I looked quizzical, she explained what with Amy isolating at home because of covid, it was good that the other could still play. I nodded, smiled politely and we parted.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
One week Stacey had played on the Monday and was due to play again on the Wednesday, going back to the signals I usually read before sex, she showered before bed on Tuesday night, Stacey came to bed smelling lovely and me waiting in bed with a hard on in anticipation, however when I made an advance she said not tonight, I’m tired. This not only frustrated me, but got me thinking ‘wow, she always responds to me in the same circumstances’, the following day she was pick up for golf, Amy picks her up so I then have our car to ferry the kids about. Whilst Stacey was out golfing, I took the kids to the store to choose what they wanted for dinner. I bumped into Amy’s mum, we made a bit of small talk, before she said ‘I’m glad Stacey hasn’t had to miss her golf?’ and ‘that it was nice that Gary had something to take his mind of his recent separation’.When I looked quizzical, she explained what with Amy isolating at home because of covid, it was good that the other could still play. I nodded, smiled politely and we parted.
But back to the job in hand, I said “I don’t want to hear I love you, I’m sorry or anything, I just want to use your dirty cum filled cunt. You just lay back and enjoy, but while you do think very very clearly about what happens when I’m done. Because we are going to have a talk and if your 100 honest and hide nothing, we have a chance, but anything short of that and we are done, OK?” She nodded her understanding, what a picture she was, her mouth bulging with lace, hair all over the place, covered in sweat and god knows what else.
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After dismissing my perverted thoughts, I was getting dry, I heard the front door go, I thought to myself, ‘Stacey’s home, don’t be an arsehole or weird about her not telling you’. When I came out of the en-suite moments later, I startled Stacey who must have rushed straight upstairs, she had already taken her shirt and bra off and was just stood in her golf shorts. She looked hot and flustered and was surprised to see me come out of the en-suite. She mumbled something about being sweaty and needing a shower. I complemented her, saying she looked very fine to me, to which she blushed. I moved over to her and went to give her a kiss and a hug, she turned away to avoid this, which was very out of character. I then nuzzled into her neck, she shuddered and responded by lifting her arm behind her and around me, pulling me into her neck. I left one arm around her neck and massaged her tits, each one in turn, they still amaze me, just over a handful each, but as pert today as they were 15 years ago. Her nipples always stand up with she’s aroused and right now they were on end. We enjoyed this sensual moment, before my hand began wandering down to her shorts. Stacey snapped out of the moment, saying “give me a minute, I’ll want a quick shower”, I said not a chance as I firmly pulled her neck back to me, bring my left hand around her throat softly, turning her head to the side so I could kiss her neck, simultaneously to this, I pushed my right hand down into her shorts, my hand brushed against lace. Stacey half protested again that she needed a shower, I said not a chance as you were wearing some of your nice panties. I thought, this was quite strange as she only wore her nice underwear on special occasions.
As I leant down I simultaneously thrust into her and kissed her, I whispered in her ear that I cannot believe she let them fuck and cum in her and demanded that she lick every trace of the two men off me. “What, no, no, no, not two, it was just Gary, what do you think . . .” Her sentence was cut short by me pushing her legs down back to the bed, making her thong stretch from side to side of her face gagging her. “JUST GARY” I said “you dirty fucking slut”, as I held her there in that position, I pistoned into her furiously, using my legs, hips and bodyweight, Stacey whimpered and muffled encouragement, after a couple of minutes she was shaking through an orgasm, before tapping me vigorously on my hip, I released her from being pinned. She immediately began talking “that was amazing, the best”. I hooked her legs over my shoulders and carried on driving into her, using my now free hands to squeeze her tits and pinch her nipples. “ I want YOUR cum” and “I’m sorry, I really am, I love you” I cut her off again, this time by pulling her panties off and gagging her with them. Wow they were wet, in hindsight I should have wrung them out over the dirty bitch.
But back to the job in hand, I said “I don’t want to hear I love you, I’m sorry or anything, I just want to use your dirty cum filled cunt. You just lay back and enjoy, but while you do think very very clearly about what happens when I’m done. Because we are going to have a talk and if your 100 honest and hide nothing, we have a chance, but anything short of that and we are done, OK?” She nodded her understanding, what a picture she was, her mouth bulging with lace, hair all over the place, covered in sweat and god knows what else.
Perfect as usual
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
Over the last 15 years we have grown together, both in spirit as soul mates and sexually. At 42 I’m older and have certainly had more experience. She is trusting and open minded, most new things she has tried with me, she has enjoyed and gone on to develop. Sex indoors, sex outdoors, making love, fucking like animals, some rough play, dressing up, we’ve come a long way together. But recently things had gone off the boil, the UK covid lockdown didn’t help, Stacey, me and the kids were cooped up together for a long period, limit privacy and working from home consuming us, probably made worse for me as my masturbating opportunities were also reduced.
I then started to wonder why Stacey hadn’t told me and began to think things, I got myself in a mess wondering if Stacey was having an affair, but was able to rationalise things and put my thoughts down to petty jealousy, after all Tony was there to cock block Gary. Strangely though, with the mix of emotions I’d been feeling, I was quite turned on by my dirty mind wrongly thinking what my wife was up to. With my dirty mind getting the better of me, I shut myself away from the kids in the bathroom and wanked myself furiously at the thought my wife being fucked o the golf course by Gary, Tony even joined my fantasy at one point as I imagined her being bent over in the woods by both men, using her and leaving her full of cum. I came buckets myself at the thought. Immediately afterwards I was overcome by guilt and anger at myself for being turned on by such thoughts. I pushed all that to the back of my mind and went downstairs, to prep the kids evening dinner, which I served before jumping in the shower upstairs in the en-suite.
Over the last 15 years we have grown together, both in spirit as soul mates and sexually. At 42 I’m older and have certainly had more experience. She is trusting and open minded, most new things she has tried with me, she has enjoyed and gone on to develop. Sex indoors, sex outdoors, making love, fucking like animals, some rough play, dressing up, we’ve come a long way together. But recently things had gone off the boil, the UK covid lockdown didn’t help, Stacey, me and the kids were cooped up together for a long period, limit privacy and working from home consuming us, probably made worse for me as my masturbating opportunities were also reduced.
As the lockdown restrictions were eased and certain sports and exercises were allowed again, I got out walking and kayaking, whereas Stacey got back on the golf course at every opportunity, where she is very accomplished (playing off a handicap of 5). She played 2 or 3 times a week with her friend Amy, who roped her into entering a mixed completion. Stacey eagerly told me about the comp coming up in 6 months and that she would be playing with Gary and Tony. Tony was new to me, an average player and someone making the numbers up. Gary I knew from way back, an excellent golfer and a bit of a ladies man. Despite knowing this, I didn’t say anything, I’m not the jealous type and have never had cause to be. Of the 2-3 rounds a week, Stacey and Amy played, Gary and Tony joined them, but again as they were playing as a 4, I didn’t worry unduly.
I then started to wonder why Stacey hadn’t told me and began to think things, I got myself in a mess wondering if Stacey was having an affair, but was able to rationalise things and put my thoughts down to petty jealousy, after all Tony was there to cock block Gary. Strangely though, with the mix of emotions I’d been feeling, I was quite turned on by my dirty mind wrongly thinking what my wife was up to. With my dirty mind getting the better of me, I shut myself away from the kids in the bathroom and wanked myself furiously at the thought my wife being fucked o the golf course by Gary, Tony even joined my fantasy at one point as I imagined her being bent over in the woods by both men, using her and leaving her full of cum. I came buckets myself at the thought. Immediately afterwards I was overcome by guilt and anger at myself for being turned on by such thoughts. I pushed all that to the back of my mind and went downstairs, to prep the kids evening dinner, which I served before jumping in the shower upstairs in the en-suite.
One week Stacey had played on the Monday and was due to play again on the Wednesday, going back to the signals I usually read before sex, she showered before bed on Tuesday night, Stacey came to bed smelling lovely and me waiting in bed with a hard on in anticipation, however when I made an advance she said not tonight, I’m tired. This not only frustrated me, but got me thinking ‘wow, she always responds to me in the same circumstances’, the following day she was pick up for golf, Amy picks her up so I then have our car to ferry the kids about. Whilst Stacey was out golfing, I took the kids to the store to choose what they wanted for dinner. I bumped into Amy’s mum, we made a bit of small talk, before she said ‘I’m glad Stacey hasn’t had to miss her golf?’ and ‘that it was nice that Gary had something to take his mind of his recent separation’.When I looked quizzical, she explained what with Amy isolating at home because of covid, it was good that the other could still play. I nodded, smiled politely and we parted.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
As I leant down I simultaneously thrust into her and kissed her, I whispered in her ear that I cannot believe she let them fuck and cum in her and demanded that she lick every trace of the two men off me. “What, no, no, no, not two, it was just Gary, what do you think . . .” Her sentence was cut short by me pushing her legs down back to the bed, making her thong stretch from side to side of her face gagging her. “JUST GARY” I said “you dirty fucking slut”, as I held her there in that position, I pistoned into her furiously, using my legs, hips and bodyweight, Stacey whimpered and muffled encouragement, after a couple of minutes she was shaking through an orgasm, before tapping me vigorously on my hip, I released her from being pinned. She immediately began talking “that was amazing, the best”. I hooked her legs over my shoulders and carried on driving into her, using my now free hands to squeeze her tits and pinch her nipples. “ I want YOUR cum” and “I’m sorry, I really am, I love you” I cut her off again, this time by pulling her panties off and gagging her with them. Wow they were wet, in hindsight I should have wrung them out over the dirty bitch.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
One week Stacey had played on the Monday and was due to play again on the Wednesday, going back to the signals I usually read before sex, she showered before bed on Tuesday night, Stacey came to bed smelling lovely and me waiting in bed with a hard on in anticipation, however when I made an advance she said not tonight, I’m tired. This not only frustrated me, but got me thinking ‘wow, she always responds to me in the same circumstances’, the following day she was pick up for golf, Amy picks her up so I then have our car to ferry the kids about. Whilst Stacey was out golfing, I took the kids to the store to choose what they wanted for dinner. I bumped into Amy’s mum, we made a bit of small talk, before she said ‘I’m glad Stacey hasn’t had to miss her golf?’ and ‘that it was nice that Gary had something to take his mind of his recent separation’.When I looked quizzical, she explained what with Amy isolating at home because of covid, it was good that the other could still play. I nodded, smiled politely and we parted.
As the lockdown restrictions were eased and certain sports and exercises were allowed again, I got out walking and kayaking, whereas Stacey got back on the golf course at every opportunity, where she is very accomplished (playing off a handicap of 5). She played 2 or 3 times a week with her friend Amy, who roped her into entering a mixed completion. Stacey eagerly told me about the comp coming up in 6 months and that she would be playing with Gary and Tony. Tony was new to me, an average player and someone making the numbers up. Gary I knew from way back, an excellent golfer and a bit of a ladies man. Despite knowing this, I didn’t say anything, I’m not the jealous type and have never had cause to be. Of the 2-3 rounds a week, Stacey and Amy played, Gary and Tony joined them, but again as they were playing as a 4, I didn’t worry unduly.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
I then started to wonder why Stacey hadn’t told me and began to think things, I got myself in a mess wondering if Stacey was having an affair, but was able to rationalise things and put my thoughts down to petty jealousy, after all Tony was there to cock block Gary. Strangely though, with the mix of emotions I’d been feeling, I was quite turned on by my dirty mind wrongly thinking what my wife was up to. With my dirty mind getting the better of me, I shut myself away from the kids in the bathroom and wanked myself furiously at the thought my wife being fucked o the golf course by Gary, Tony even joined my fantasy at one point as I imagined her being bent over in the woods by both men, using her and leaving her full of cum. I came buckets myself at the thought. Immediately afterwards I was overcome by guilt and anger at myself for being turned on by such thoughts. I pushed all that to the back of my mind and went downstairs, to prep the kids evening dinner, which I served before jumping in the shower upstairs in the en-suite.
I then started to wonder why Stacey hadn’t told me and began to think things, I got myself in a mess wondering if Stacey was having an affair, but was able to rationalise things and put my thoughts down to petty jealousy, after all Tony was there to cock block Gary. Strangely though, with the mix of emotions I’d been feeling, I was quite turned on by my dirty mind wrongly thinking what my wife was up to. With my dirty mind getting the better of me, I shut myself away from the kids in the bathroom and wanked myself furiously at the thought my wife being fucked o the golf course by Gary, Tony even joined my fantasy at one point as I imagined her being bent over in the woods by both men, using her and leaving her full of cum. I came buckets myself at the thought. Immediately afterwards I was overcome by guilt and anger at myself for being turned on by such thoughts. I pushed all that to the back of my mind and went downstairs, to prep the kids evening dinner, which I served before jumping in the shower upstairs in the en-suite.
But back to the job in hand, I said “I don’t want to hear I love you, I’m sorry or anything, I just want to use your dirty cum filled cunt. You just lay back and enjoy, but while you do think very very clearly about what happens when I’m done. Because we are going to have a talk and if your 100 honest and hide nothing, we have a chance, but anything short of that and we are done, OK?” She nodded her understanding, what a picture she was, her mouth bulging with lace, hair all over the place, covered in sweat and god knows what else.
As the lockdown restrictions were eased and certain sports and exercises were allowed again, I got out walking and kayaking, whereas Stacey got back on the golf course at every opportunity, where she is very accomplished (playing off a handicap of 5). She played 2 or 3 times a week with her friend Amy, who roped her into entering a mixed completion. Stacey eagerly told me about the comp coming up in 6 months and that she would be playing with Gary and Tony. Tony was new to me, an average player and someone making the numbers up. Gary I knew from way back, an excellent golfer and a bit of a ladies man. Despite knowing this, I didn’t say anything, I’m not the jealous type and have never had cause to be. Of the 2-3 rounds a week, Stacey and Amy played, Gary and Tony joined them, but again as they were playing as a 4, I didn’t worry unduly.
As the lockdown restrictions were eased and certain sports and exercises were allowed again, I got out walking and kayaking, whereas Stacey got back on the golf course at every opportunity, where she is very accomplished (playing off a handicap of 5). She played 2 or 3 times a week with her friend Amy, who roped her into entering a mixed completion. Stacey eagerly told me about the comp coming up in 6 months and that she would be playing with Gary and Tony. Tony was new to me, an average player and someone making the numbers up. Gary I knew from way back, an excellent golfer and a bit of a ladies man. Despite knowing this, I didn’t say anything, I’m not the jealous type and have never had cause to be. Of the 2-3 rounds a week, Stacey and Amy played, Gary and Tony joined them, but again as they were playing as a 4, I didn’t worry unduly.
But back to the job in hand, I said “I don’t want to hear I love you, I’m sorry or anything, I just want to use your dirty cum filled cunt. You just lay back and enjoy, but while you do think very very clearly about what happens when I’m done. Because we are going to have a talk and if your 100 honest and hide nothing, we have a chance, but anything short of that and we are done, OK?” She nodded her understanding, what a picture she was, her mouth bulging with lace, hair all over the place, covered in sweat and god knows what else.
But back to the job in hand, I said “I don’t want to hear I love you, I’m sorry or anything, I just want to use your dirty cum filled cunt. You just lay back and enjoy, but while you do think very very clearly about what happens when I’m done. Because we are going to have a talk and if your 100 honest and hide nothing, we have a chance, but anything short of that and we are done, OK?” She nodded her understanding, what a picture she was, her mouth bulging with lace, hair all over the place, covered in sweat and god knows what else.
Over the last 15 years we have grown together, both in spirit as soul mates and sexually. At 42 I’m older and have certainly had more experience. She is trusting and open minded, most new things she has tried with me, she has enjoyed and gone on to develop. Sex indoors, sex outdoors, making love, fucking like animals, some rough play, dressing up, we’ve come a long way together. But recently things had gone off the boil, the UK covid lockdown didn’t help, Stacey, me and the kids were cooped up together for a long period, limit privacy and working from home consuming us, probably made worse for me as my masturbating opportunities were also reduced.
I then started to wonder why Stacey hadn’t told me and began to think things, I got myself in a mess wondering if Stacey was having an affair, but was able to rationalise things and put my thoughts down to petty jealousy, after all Tony was there to cock block Gary. Strangely though, with the mix of emotions I’d been feeling, I was quite turned on by my dirty mind wrongly thinking what my wife was up to. With my dirty mind getting the better of me, I shut myself away from the kids in the bathroom and wanked myself furiously at the thought my wife being fucked o the golf course by Gary, Tony even joined my fantasy at one point as I imagined her being bent over in the woods by both men, using her and leaving her full of cum. I came buckets myself at the thought. Immediately afterwards I was overcome by guilt and anger at myself for being turned on by such thoughts. I pushed all that to the back of my mind and went downstairs, to prep the kids evening dinner, which I served before jumping in the shower upstairs in the en-suite.
Over the last 15 years we have grown together, both in spirit as soul mates and sexually. At 42 I’m older and have certainly had more experience. She is trusting and open minded, most new things she has tried with me, she has enjoyed and gone on to develop. Sex indoors, sex outdoors, making love, fucking like animals, some rough play, dressing up, we’ve come a long way together. But recently things had gone off the boil, the UK covid lockdown didn’t help, Stacey, me and the kids were cooped up together for a long period, limit privacy and working from home consuming us, probably made worse for me as my masturbating opportunities were also reduced.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
As I leant down I simultaneously thrust into her and kissed her, I whispered in her ear that I cannot believe she let them fuck and cum in her and demanded that she lick every trace of the two men off me. “What, no, no, no, not two, it was just Gary, what do you think . . .” Her sentence was cut short by me pushing her legs down back to the bed, making her thong stretch from side to side of her face gagging her. “JUST GARY” I said “you dirty fucking slut”, as I held her there in that position, I pistoned into her furiously, using my legs, hips and bodyweight, Stacey whimpered and muffled encouragement, after a couple of minutes she was shaking through an orgasm, before tapping me vigorously on my hip, I released her from being pinned. She immediately began talking “that was amazing, the best”. I hooked her legs over my shoulders and carried on driving into her, using my now free hands to squeeze her tits and pinch her nipples. “ I want YOUR cum” and “I’m sorry, I really am, I love you” I cut her off again, this time by pulling her panties off and gagging her with them. Wow they were wet, in hindsight I should have wrung them out over the dirty bitch.
One week Stacey had played on the Monday and was due to play again on the Wednesday, going back to the signals I usually read before sex, she showered before bed on Tuesday night, Stacey came to bed smelling lovely and me waiting in bed with a hard on in anticipation, however when I made an advance she said not tonight, I’m tired. This not only frustrated me, but got me thinking ‘wow, she always responds to me in the same circumstances’, the following day she was pick up for golf, Amy picks her up so I then have our car to ferry the kids about. Whilst Stacey was out golfing, I took the kids to the store to choose what they wanted for dinner. I bumped into Amy’s mum, we made a bit of small talk, before she said ‘I’m glad Stacey hasn’t had to miss her golf?’ and ‘that it was nice that Gary had something to take his mind of his recent separation’.When I looked quizzical, she explained what with Amy isolating at home because of covid, it was good that the other could still play. I nodded, smiled politely and we parted.
But back to the job in hand, I said “I don’t want to hear I love you, I’m sorry or anything, I just want to use your dirty cum filled cunt. You just lay back and enjoy, but while you do think very very clearly about what happens when I’m done. Because we are going to have a talk and if your 100 honest and hide nothing, we have a chance, but anything short of that and we are done, OK?” She nodded her understanding, what a picture she was, her mouth bulging with lace, hair all over the place, covered in sweat and god knows what else.
Over the last 15 years we have grown together, both in spirit as soul mates and sexually. At 42 I’m older and have certainly had more experience. She is trusting and open minded, most new things she has tried with me, she has enjoyed and gone on to develop. Sex indoors, sex outdoors, making love, fucking like animals, some rough play, dressing up, we’ve come a long way together. But recently things had gone off the boil, the UK covid lockdown didn’t help, Stacey, me and the kids were cooped up together for a long period, limit privacy and working from home consuming us, probably made worse for me as my masturbating opportunities were also reduced.
After dismissing my perverted thoughts, I was getting dry, I heard the front door go, I thought to myself, ‘Stacey’s home, don’t be an arsehole or weird about her not telling you’. When I came out of the en-suite moments later, I startled Stacey who must have rushed straight upstairs, she had already taken her shirt and bra off and was just stood in her golf shorts. She looked hot and flustered and was surprised to see me come out of the en-suite. She mumbled something about being sweaty and needing a shower. I complemented her, saying she looked very fine to me, to which she blushed. I moved over to her and went to give her a kiss and a hug, she turned away to avoid this, which was very out of character. I then nuzzled into her neck, she shuddered and responded by lifting her arm behind her and around me, pulling me into her neck. I left one arm around her neck and massaged her tits, each one in turn, they still amaze me, just over a handful each, but as pert today as they were 15 years ago. Her nipples always stand up with she’s aroused and right now they were on end. We enjoyed this sensual moment, before my hand began wandering down to her shorts. Stacey snapped out of the moment, saying “give me a minute, I’ll want a quick shower”, I said not a chance as I firmly pulled her neck back to me, bring my left hand around her throat softly, turning her head to the side so I could kiss her neck, simultaneously to this, I pushed my right hand down into her shorts, my hand brushed against lace. Stacey half protested again that she needed a shower, I said not a chance as you were wearing some of your nice panties. I thought, this was quite strange as she only wore her nice underwear on special occasions.
As the lockdown restrictions were eased and certain sports and exercises were allowed again, I got out walking and kayaking, whereas Stacey got back on the golf course at every opportunity, where she is very accomplished (playing off a handicap of 5). She played 2 or 3 times a week with her friend Amy, who roped her into entering a mixed completion. Stacey eagerly told me about the comp coming up in 6 months and that she would be playing with Gary and Tony. Tony was new to me, an average player and someone making the numbers up. Gary I knew from way back, an excellent golfer and a bit of a ladies man. Despite knowing this, I didn’t say anything, I’m not the jealous type and have never had cause to be. Of the 2-3 rounds a week, Stacey and Amy played, Gary and Tony joined them, but again as they were playing as a 4, I didn’t worry unduly.
As I leant down I simultaneously thrust into her and kissed her, I whispered in her ear that I cannot believe she let them fuck and cum in her and demanded that she lick every trace of the two men off me. “What, no, no, no, not two, it was just Gary, what do you think . . .” Her sentence was cut short by me pushing her legs down back to the bed, making her thong stretch from side to side of her face gagging her. “JUST GARY” I said “you dirty fucking slut”, as I held her there in that position, I pistoned into her furiously, using my legs, hips and bodyweight, Stacey whimpered and muffled encouragement, after a couple of minutes she was shaking through an orgasm, before tapping me vigorously on my hip, I released her from being pinned. She immediately began talking “that was amazing, the best”. I hooked her legs over my shoulders and carried on driving into her, using my now free hands to squeeze her tits and pinch her nipples. “ I want YOUR cum” and “I’m sorry, I really am, I love you” I cut her off again, this time by pulling her panties off and gagging her with them. Wow they were wet, in hindsight I should have wrung them out over the dirty bitch.
I then started to wonder why Stacey hadn’t told me and began to think things, I got myself in a mess wondering if Stacey was having an affair, but was able to rationalise things and put my thoughts down to petty jealousy, after all Tony was there to cock block Gary. Strangely though, with the mix of emotions I’d been feeling, I was quite turned on by my dirty mind wrongly thinking what my wife was up to. With my dirty mind getting the better of me, I shut myself away from the kids in the bathroom and wanked myself furiously at the thought my wife being fucked o the golf course by Gary, Tony even joined my fantasy at one point as I imagined her being bent over in the woods by both men, using her and leaving her full of cum. I came buckets myself at the thought. Immediately afterwards I was overcome by guilt and anger at myself for being turned on by such thoughts. I pushed all that to the back of my mind and went downstairs, to prep the kids evening dinner, which I served before jumping in the shower upstairs in the en-suite.
Over the last 15 years we have grown together, both in spirit as soul mates and sexually. At 42 I’m older and have certainly had more experience. She is trusting and open minded, most new things she has tried with me, she has enjoyed and gone on to develop. Sex indoors, sex outdoors, making love, fucking like animals, some rough play, dressing up, we’ve come a long way together. But recently things had gone off the boil, the UK covid lockdown didn’t help, Stacey, me and the kids were cooped up together for a long period, limit privacy and working from home consuming us, probably made worse for me as my masturbating opportunities were also reduced.
After dismissing my perverted thoughts, I was getting dry, I heard the front door go, I thought to myself, ‘Stacey’s home, don’t be an arsehole or weird about her not telling you’. When I came out of the en-suite moments later, I startled Stacey who must have rushed straight upstairs, she had already taken her shirt and bra off and was just stood in her golf shorts. She looked hot and flustered and was surprised to see me come out of the en-suite. She mumbled something about being sweaty and needing a shower. I complemented her, saying she looked very fine to me, to which she blushed. I moved over to her and went to give her a kiss and a hug, she turned away to avoid this, which was very out of character. I then nuzzled into her neck, she shuddered and responded by lifting her arm behind her and around me, pulling me into her neck. I left one arm around her neck and massaged her tits, each one in turn, they still amaze me, just over a handful each, but as pert today as they were 15 years ago. Her nipples always stand up with she’s aroused and right now they were on end. We enjoyed this sensual moment, before my hand began wandering down to her shorts. Stacey snapped out of the moment, saying “give me a minute, I’ll want a quick shower”, I said not a chance as I firmly pulled her neck back to me, bring my left hand around her throat softly, turning her head to the side so I could kiss her neck, simultaneously to this, I pushed my right hand down into her shorts, my hand brushed against lace. Stacey half protested again that she needed a shower, I said not a chance as you were wearing some of your nice panties. I thought, this was quite strange as she only wore her nice underwear on special occasions.
One week Stacey had played on the Monday and was due to play again on the Wednesday, going back to the signals I usually read before sex, she showered before bed on Tuesday night, Stacey came to bed smelling lovely and me waiting in bed with a hard on in anticipation, however when I made an advance she said not tonight, I’m tired. This not only frustrated me, but got me thinking ‘wow, she always responds to me in the same circumstances’, the following day she was pick up for golf, Amy picks her up so I then have our car to ferry the kids about. Whilst Stacey was out golfing, I took the kids to the store to choose what they wanted for dinner. I bumped into Amy’s mum, we made a bit of small talk, before she said ‘I’m glad Stacey hasn’t had to miss her golf?’ and ‘that it was nice that Gary had something to take his mind of his recent separation’.When I looked quizzical, she explained what with Amy isolating at home because of covid, it was good that the other could still play. I nodded, smiled politely and we parted.
As I leant down I simultaneously thrust into her and kissed her, I whispered in her ear that I cannot believe she let them fuck and cum in her and demanded that she lick every trace of the two men off me. “What, no, no, no, not two, it was just Gary, what do you think . . .” Her sentence was cut short by me pushing her legs down back to the bed, making her thong stretch from side to side of her face gagging her. “JUST GARY” I said “you dirty fucking slut”, as I held her there in that position, I pistoned into her furiously, using my legs, hips and bodyweight, Stacey whimpered and muffled encouragement, after a couple of minutes she was shaking through an orgasm, before tapping me vigorously on my hip, I released her from being pinned. She immediately began talking “that was amazing, the best”. I hooked her legs over my shoulders and carried on driving into her, using my now free hands to squeeze her tits and pinch her nipples. “ I want YOUR cum” and “I’m sorry, I really am, I love you” I cut her off again, this time by pulling her panties off and gagging her with them. Wow they were wet, in hindsight I should have wrung them out over the dirty bitch.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
As the lockdown restrictions were eased and certain sports and exercises were allowed again, I got out walking and kayaking, whereas Stacey got back on the golf course at every opportunity, where she is very accomplished (playing off a handicap of 5). She played 2 or 3 times a week with her friend Amy, who roped her into entering a mixed completion. Stacey eagerly told me about the comp coming up in 6 months and that she would be playing with Gary and Tony. Tony was new to me, an average player and someone making the numbers up. Gary I knew from way back, an excellent golfer and a bit of a ladies man. Despite knowing this, I didn’t say anything, I’m not the jealous type and have never had cause to be. Of the 2-3 rounds a week, Stacey and Amy played, Gary and Tony joined them, but again as they were playing as a 4, I didn’t worry unduly.
I then started to wonder why Stacey hadn’t told me and began to think things, I got myself in a mess wondering if Stacey was having an affair, but was able to rationalise things and put my thoughts down to petty jealousy, after all Tony was there to cock block Gary. Strangely though, with the mix of emotions I’d been feeling, I was quite turned on by my dirty mind wrongly thinking what my wife was up to. With my dirty mind getting the better of me, I shut myself away from the kids in the bathroom and wanked myself furiously at the thought my wife being fucked o the golf course by Gary, Tony even joined my fantasy at one point as I imagined her being bent over in the woods by both men, using her and leaving her full of cum. I came buckets myself at the thought. Immediately afterwards I was overcome by guilt and anger at myself for being turned on by such thoughts. I pushed all that to the back of my mind and went downstairs, to prep the kids evening dinner, which I served before jumping in the shower upstairs in the en-suite.
As I leant down I simultaneously thrust into her and kissed her, I whispered in her ear that I cannot believe she let them fuck and cum in her and demanded that she lick every trace of the two men off me. “What, no, no, no, not two, it was just Gary, what do you think . . .” Her sentence was cut short by me pushing her legs down back to the bed, making her thong stretch from side to side of her face gagging her. “JUST GARY” I said “you dirty fucking slut”, as I held her there in that position, I pistoned into her furiously, using my legs, hips and bodyweight, Stacey whimpered and muffled encouragement, after a couple of minutes she was shaking through an orgasm, before tapping me vigorously on my hip, I released her from being pinned. She immediately began talking “that was amazing, the best”. I hooked her legs over my shoulders and carried on driving into her, using my now free hands to squeeze her tits and pinch her nipples. “ I want YOUR cum” and “I’m sorry, I really am, I love you” I cut her off again, this time by pulling her panties off and gagging her with them. Wow they were wet, in hindsight I should have wrung them out over the dirty bitch.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
Over the last 15 years we have grown together, both in spirit as soul mates and sexually. At 42 I’m older and have certainly had more experience. She is trusting and open minded, most new things she has tried with me, she has enjoyed and gone on to develop. Sex indoors, sex outdoors, making love, fucking like animals, some rough play, dressing up, we’ve come a long way together. But recently things had gone off the boil, the UK covid lockdown didn’t help, Stacey, me and the kids were cooped up together for a long period, limit privacy and working from home consuming us, probably made worse for me as my masturbating opportunities were also reduced.
I then started to wonder why Stacey hadn’t told me and began to think things, I got myself in a mess wondering if Stacey was having an affair, but was able to rationalise things and put my thoughts down to petty jealousy, after all Tony was there to cock block Gary. Strangely though, with the mix of emotions I’d been feeling, I was quite turned on by my dirty mind wrongly thinking what my wife was up to. With my dirty mind getting the better of me, I shut myself away from the kids in the bathroom and wanked myself furiously at the thought my wife being fucked o the golf course by Gary, Tony even joined my fantasy at one point as I imagined her being bent over in the woods by both men, using her and leaving her full of cum. I came buckets myself at the thought. Immediately afterwards I was overcome by guilt and anger at myself for being turned on by such thoughts. I pushed all that to the back of my mind and went downstairs, to prep the kids evening dinner, which I served before jumping in the shower upstairs in the en-suite.
Stacey (my wife) and myself had a good sex life, but after 15 years it became a little predictable. Usually driven by me, I knew the signals, the main signal being Stacey going up for a shower before bed. The sex itself was always good, sometimes great as we both know what makes each other tick and cum. I still find Stacey attractive, she’s 5’7” and although at 36 she has never shed the baby weight of having a couple of kids, her exercise routine still keeps her bum pert and large tits firm.
One week Stacey had played on the Monday and was due to play again on the Wednesday, going back to the signals I usually read before sex, she showered before bed on Tuesday night, Stacey came to bed smelling lovely and me waiting in bed with a hard on in anticipation, however when I made an advance she said not tonight, I’m tired. This not only frustrated me, but got me thinking ‘wow, she always responds to me in the same circumstances’, the following day she was pick up for golf, Amy picks her up so I then have our car to ferry the kids about. Whilst Stacey was out golfing, I took the kids to the store to choose what they wanted for dinner. I bumped into Amy’s mum, we made a bit of small talk, before she said ‘I’m glad Stacey hasn’t had to miss her golf?’ and ‘that it was nice that Gary had something to take his mind of his recent separation’.When I looked quizzical, she explained what with Amy isolating at home because of covid, it was good that the other could still play. I nodded, smiled politely and we parted.
Over the last 15 years we have grown together, both in spirit as soul mates and sexually. At 42 I’m older and have certainly had more experience. She is trusting and open minded, most new things she has tried with me, she has enjoyed and gone on to develop. Sex indoors, sex outdoors, making love, fucking like animals, some rough play, dressing up, we’ve come a long way together. But recently things had gone off the boil, the UK covid lockdown didn’t help, Stacey, me and the kids were cooped up together for a long period, limit privacy and working from home consuming us, probably made worse for me as my masturbating opportunities were also reduced.
Over the last 15 years we have grown together, both in spirit as soul mates and sexually. At 42 I’m older and have certainly had more experience. She is trusting and open minded, most new things she has tried with me, she has enjoyed and gone on to develop. Sex indoors, sex outdoors, making love, fucking like animals, some rough play, dressing up, we’ve come a long way together. But recently things had gone off the boil, the UK covid lockdown didn’t help, Stacey, me and the kids were cooped up together for a long period, limit privacy and working from home consuming us, probably made worse for me as my masturbating opportunities were also reduced.
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Online shopping through Black Friday meant that buyers were able to enjoy the holiday weekend without any of the traffic, congestion and misery that come with trying to get into the best shopping areas. Millions of shoppers took advantage of this fact. One of the reasons that Black Friday revenue are so strong throughout the Christmas shopping season is that clientele have more shopping choices than they do throughout any other part of the year. It is also the busiest shopping day of the year, so it had to offer some thing special to attract crowds. In this respect, online shopping beats conventional shopping on Black Friday.
Currently the Eagles are tied for second in the overall standings with New Zealand. This is one of the two teams competing for fourth place in the Match The other team is Australia and they currently hold the third slot after the Eagles and the Kiwis. The current form of the Eagles has been excellent and they are actually a threat to win the World cup.
On Saturday, the IRB announced, a moment of silence will be observed at the Rugby