So this story actually happened a few weeks ago… but I’m just going to post it. It was like any normal day for me, home from college for the summer in “rich” suburbia and bored out of my mind tired of watching Netflix and reading the news. So I did what I always do around that time and got dressed in some tight shorts and just a sports top and went for a run around my neighborhood (i love staying in shape) Lately I’ve noticed though that I’ve picked up some admirers that realized I go running at the same time every day. I decided to make it a game and started wearing smaller and tighter clothes and just running slower when I see I’m being watched. Honestly I love it. Anyway, the point is the wives started to notice too or at least one did. When I went running last Saturday my neighbor a few houses down came out to me and gave me a lecture (like she’d been waiting for me) about how “young ladies should not be wearing that for exercise, this is a family neighborhood blah blah blah” she sounded like a stick was right up her ass so I just ignored her was about to just walk away…and then when she noticed that she hysterically yelled at me about “respect” I kinda just went home embarrassed and shocked. I didn’t realize I was causing all that trouble. I didn’t run the rest of the weekend. But really by the time Monday had come around I was angry. I didn’t change my outfit, in fact I went a little skimpier than usual. My shorts were small but loose just flapping off my legs I could really feel the wind. When I ran by her house again her husband was checking the mail, only he was home, so he stopped me to talk to him for a while. They’ve known my family through business with my dad. He asked me about work, school, if I was seeing anyone, my exercise routine, what I did most days… just normal stuff I didn’t really know what to ask him. After all the catching up he eventually apologized about his wife and said he was sorry she can go overboard. My only response was “ya think?” He laughed at that and then told me that if I ever had a question with school he was there for me. Then he went to hug me, which kinda shocked me cause I was covered in sweat… but he grabbed me pretty tight. I could even feel his cock getting a little stiff pressed up to me… I could feel myself blushing and finished going home… but I couldn’t get him off my mind and what happened saturday with his wife. I posted on Gw to try to relieve some stuff but it was kind of pointless… I couldn’t get him off my mind. I was talking with one user for 20 min that encouraged me to do something about it, so I put on a tight and sheer shirt and shorts after taking a shower (skipped the bra and panties) and walked over. He was kind of startled to see me at the door but welcomed me in anyway. His eyes got big once he noticed how see through my shirt was and that I wasn’t wearing a bra. At first I was kind of nervous because he was just cooking dinner and here I was pretty exposed and back the same day. I’d like to say I was confident but I wasn’t. He was wondering what I was up to… I told him I felt bored at home and he seemed nice earlier. (Good one -___-) but that seemed to satisfy him. I helped him set the table for his wife and two kids. That took about a half hour and the entire time I could feel him watching me. So I ask him when everyone gets home for dinner… and he says his wife would be home in about 2 hours and he might have to run to the store to finish cooking. But I knew that would never happen, or at least I hoped this would go how I planned it. I asked him where the bathroom was, he pointed me down the hall (very weird seeing his family photos during that walk…felt regret) and I went in there looked at myself in the mirror. I looked really good. And my shirt was more see through than I even realized! I motivated myself to go through with it… though almost bailed, then remembered her yelling at me and how angry I was. I wondered if I could really go through with it myself I put my finger in the waistband of my shorts and slid them down. Then I felt how wet I was and knew I could go through with it. My shirt came off next. I gave myself goosebumps running my hands from my stomach and over my nipples, I looked at my tight body in the mirror one more time (for courage) and walked out. I tip toed back to the living room as quietly as I could(because I didn’t want him to know I’d walked out) and waited around a corner beside the couch. I wanted him to get finished cutting up the veggies he was working on. Hearing the knife on the cutting board felt like forever. To pass the time I checked myself out a little in the reflection of his family photos on the wall. I was too turned on to be weirded out that time. Finally when I heard him stop I took a deep breath… Then I called for him, as his footsteps got closer I made sure to pay attention to what side he was coming from. And when he came around I ran into him and we both fell into the couch. Him on top of me and I could really feel just how big he felt in general. I can’t describe it but he just felt older and stronger something I hadn’t even thought of. (I didn’t think about anything else past this) He started to apologize/laugh it off as an awkward occurrence and get up and then he froze and looked at me he said “Stacy are you nake-” but I stopped him first by pulling him down to kiss me. But he stopped me. “Stacy, I can’t do this. Where are your clothes?” I looked up at him while rubbing my hands up and down my body and said “this felt more comfortable, is it okay if I wear this around you?” All he could say was “Christ” and he was still on top of me. With his leg up against my pussy I started grinding on his thigh and by the time he looked down he noticed the wet spot I’d made and that I’d undone his belt and unzipped his pants. I could tell he wanted to but was just frozen. So I took over. He shook when I ran my fingertips on his bulge. “Isn’t this better than just watching me run by everyday?” His face went flush. “Yeah, I knew you stared. But I like it…” I put my hand into his waistband and started rubbing my thumb on the head of his cock just feeling his precum flow out. He said “Stacy, please, I can’t.” But he wasn’t stopping me from pulling his underwear down and freeing his cock. I slowly stroked it while pulling him closer until his head was right on my pussy lips and I just stroked him there. Letting his head move around and feel how wet I was. He finally seemed to snap out of it a little and started to pull back but I just kept massaging his head and spreading his pre cum on his cock. He was starting to get really slick so I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him down until he was a bit more inside me and all I could think about was how thick he was. I let out a little moan and “finally” all he could say was “there’s no going back now” and he finally took over fucking me, his hands were gripping my waist so tight it felt like he was letting out pure lust. But he’d sort of snap out of it. He moved down to my neck kissing me very softly before he stopped and started to say that his wife was going to be home and I reminded him he said two hours… he kinda looked like he was mulling it over and I just kept my hands moving across his back then I took his shirt off. I could tell he still worked out. As soon as my boobs pressed against his chest it was like he completely changed again. He stood straight up and told me to sit up. His cock was right in my face and he pressed it against my lips. He told me to lick him from the base and I told him I didn’t do that since we already started having sex. He looked annoyed, “you’ll learn today.” And just started rubbing his length all over my face. I felt so used but sooooo good at the same time. Eventually I opened my mouth, then I was just bobbing my head and swirling my tongue slowly and gently like I’d learned to. He just massaged my scalp and told me he hadn’t been with his wife in years and how frigid she was. I loved that. He called me a good girl and then what finally got me going was he said I was just getting his cock ready for my pussy. That he’d been imagining this for quite a while. I asked him if he had a rubber and he went to his bedroom to get one, I just followed him… I bent over his bed and he just took the invite put my wrists together over my head and gave me exactly what I wanted. Just giving me everything I could handle moaning in my ear and kissing me telling me he loved how tight I was. He told me his wife had just lost her sex drive, really a shame because he was pretty hung. I was sort of thinking about all of that while he flipped me over then I saw he and his wife’s big portrait on the wall of their bedroom and I asked him what his wife would do if she caught us. He told me how his wife had caught him already, taking photos of me running by. He’d been on the couch looking at them. I couldn’t believe it. I said “wait, rea…” but couldn’t finish my question as he pinned me down with my hands over my head. I just closed my eyes and got lost in everything. I left after about another half hour and went home to shower. Overall id say I’m very happy with how things went, i get wet just thinking about it because it’s exactly what I needed to get back at her. He actually won’t stop messaging me about doing it again but I’m not really interested I’ve gone ghost on him. I changed my running route just for that reason too. I only saw it as a one time fun thing, plus, he’s married. But knowing I’m all he’s been thinking about is nice too.