Author: Good_Fisherman_6297

Back Seat Rendezvous. P2 [f27][m57](fingering, cheating, stripping, video sex)

It started after our back seat rendezvous.

The sexting, the photos, the video calls. I knew it wasn’t right. I’m married, he’s married. But I love it. I knew he did too.

I’m sitting on my bed. The house is quiet for once, I’m messaging him and telling him all the things I want to do to him. Hes giving it right back. Making me tingly and wet.
Then he hits me with something new..
‘Video me’
Heck ya! I set my tri-pod up.
I call him and he answers right away
‘Hey stranger’ he says with a smile
‘Hey yourself’
‘Why on earth do you still have clothes on?’
I stand up up, put my phone on the tri-pod and adjust the camera.

‘Tell me what you want me to take off first..’
‘Shirt.. definitely has to go’
I do as I’m told, exposing my red lacey bra.

‘Oh I like that one.. its a shame you’ll have to take it off soon.. pants next’
I take my leggings off..

‘Mmm matching panties?’
‘Of course’ I say with a smile ‘now.. which one first ?’ Read more »

Parking Lot Rendezvous. [f27] [m57] (kissing) (fingering) (oral) (age gap) (premature ejaculation) (affair) first post

I don’t usually work weekends. They asked, and my husband was able to watch the kid so it was no big deal.

Only difference working on the weekends is my bosses husband is home. I’ve worked here for years now. Have done a few weekends, yet this one is different.
He wasn’t locked away in his office, he was around more. Asking if I need help more. Interacting more.
Didn’t think anything of it. Then I noticed the lingering stares, and type of eye contact that made me wish I was alone in his office with him.

It was nearing the end of my shift and he headed out to the store. My phone vibrated ‘meet me behind Metro in 10’. My heart raced and I instantly felt my panties get wet.
replied back and waited until I was done.
I pulled up beside his car, and he texted me to get in the back of my car. I do as I’m told.

He gets in beside me, and pulls me on top of him. I start kissing him, throwing my tongue into his mouth then letting both of our tongues find their own rhythm.
His hands start exploring reaching under my shirt. Pushing my bra up to get better access to my breasts.
‘Oh fuck’ he says as he grabs them in his hands. Read more »