We met this lad off the net. Harry was his name and he was in his early 30s. He was married kids etc... but wasn't getting what he needed bedroom wise since his wife had been pregnant. Harry loved his wife and didn't want to leave her but needed satisfying big time.
At the same time, I had caught my wife sexting another married lad at work. I was turned on, big time! She had sent him rudey nudey pics whilst I had been on a night out and I had looked at her phone the next day and popped a boner at the stuff they had discussed and pictures exchanged.
Harry came round at 8pm, after our kids went down. We chatted, had a beer and watched some good porn on the TV. Then I flicked over to a camera channel - camera was rigged up in the bedroom and showed my wife, Sarah, getting ready to meet him. She was wearing the full works - black lace stockings and heels, thong, suspenders, bra. She was doing her make up at the dressing table and her ass cheeks on the stool looked amazing - fuck we wished we were that stool.
I stood up and told him to drop his trousers if he wanted. I did so and he followed suit. We stood, our cocks standing to attention both imagining what it would be like to be that stool probably. I got completely naked, we did not talk. He got naked too. I turned and asked if he wanted another beer. He shook his head mesmerised at the TV screen, dick hard and pre that I could see. Mmmm. I walked over to him, he didn't flinch. I took his cock in my hand, gave it a squeeze and told him to go upstairs, second door on the left. He stripped off fully, walked upstairs and his cock bounced around as he did. I had whispered to him "do what you like mate, she is yours". He nearly blew at that point! He was bollock naked and I hear him knock at the door, the door open and close again. He was in there with her, I was downstairs. I turned the TV over to some shitty rom com and sat there watching it, wondering what was going on upstairs. |
