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It was late arriving.I heard the mailbox clatter and, as I looked from the lounge window, I caught the back of the post woman as she walked across the lawn to next door. The post is always late on a Saturday.I could hear Deb singing along to some tune on the radio in the kitchen. She is so happy these days.*I cast my mind back to a week last Wednesday when Steve had come over. They had such a great time. We had such a great time. Deb eventually released me from the bed after her shower. She made me sit in front of her on the edge of the bed and masturbate whilst she sat in the chair watching.She opened her robe allowing me*to view her body. She caressed herself and pulled her pussy lips apart, asking me how badly did I want to put my dick in there. She was rubbing her bud and pulling at her nipples, talking dirty to me. Telling me how good Steve and Paul had been. I stood to go near her but she chastised me for moving, so I sat back down. It did not take long for me to come and when I did, she made me eat it. She was laughing and taunting me about my lack of cream, I never produced a lot, saying Steve had loads and she would, perhaps, share it with me.?Was that the mail?? Deb called, nudging me from my dream.?Yes, I see we have a new post woman,? I replied.?Did you recognise her?? she asked.?No, I don?t think so. I only saw the back of her.??Paul's on holiday. He told me on Wednesday. He popped in for coffee on his round. He's gone to Italy with Susanna,? she stated.?Oh, ok,? I replied, ?He never said.?Paul is my oldest friend, we trained as plumbers together but he changed careers to be a postman. We meet in the pub for a pint early evening sometimes and I have often thought Debby fancied him. Or was that just in my head?*I thought to myself.?I expect he forgot,? Deb remarked.?You didn?t say either!? I quizzed.?It was a quick in and out,? she laughed ?not like that, though. He was busy.??What time are we going out?? I asked.?7 30. We are meeting the guys at 8 30.?I looked at my watch. It was now four.?Be a love and run Ümraniye Escort a bath for me. Put plenty of bubble bath in and have the shaving kit ready, I want to be at my best for them,? she added.It was half an hour later*when she lay naked on the bed and said,*?Now you be very careful shaving my pussy and, after you have finished, I want you to shave your pubic hair off.?I opened my mouth to protest but saw the look she gave me and thought better of it.?Yes, my love,? I replied sheepishly.I finished shaving her and I must say her pussy looked lovely. Debs has a pronounced mound, that, as you run your hand down and over it, the curve of your fingers arch naturally into the folds of her pussy. Her clit is concealed within the folds*until she is aroused, and then they part*like a blossoming flower as the bud swells. I desperately wanted to run my tongue over it and awaken the desire within her but I didn't dare. She was saving that pleasure for someone else.I found myself thinking whether this was what I wanted. Of course, we all have fantasies but I had turned mine into reality. Deb had fought hard to resist my requests to try swinging. She was content with her lot after twenty odd years together. Her fantasies never had me with another woman, I was hers and that was that, but I so liked the thought of watching her fuck that I pushed on with my quest. She had never shown any interest in porn but I managed to get her reading erotic stories and eventually she agreed to try another guy. I thought about how long this adventure may go on, how many times it might happen. It was exciting now but how do these things end?Had I really thought this through? I pondered.?Are you going to look at it all night?? She said, bringing me back from my daydream.?I would like to? and even lick it? if I may?? I asked.?Mmmm ? nice idea?you got ten minutes then I must bathe.?I moved forward and ran*my tongue over the mound and into her folds. I could taste the shaving foam and bits of hair. I stopped to wipe it Ümraniye Escort Bayan off.?DON?T YOU DARE STOP!? She barked.I lowered my head, ignoring the foam, and continued probing. I felt her clit stiffen and whirled my tongue over it. She pulled her legs up and opened wide. I pushed my tongue into her tunnel, she was extremely sensitive there, right around the opening. I pushed her legs higher and tongued her anal hole. I tasted the mustiness and she moaned deeper. I pushed my tongue past the wrinkles of her anus and she started to shake.?Lick my pee hole, tongue by my hole,? she moaned.I reached for my cock and started to relieve myself.?Don?t you dare cum,? she told me.Clamping my mouth over her pussy, I wriggled my tongue over her hole. I soon felt the result of my endeavours as she squirted her juices into my mouth and down my chin. I lapped at the nectar and felt her shake again.Raising myself up, I tried to mount her.?You can keep THAT thing away from me?now make sure the water is still warm in the bath,? she scolded.I scurried into the bathroom. My cock poking out in front of me.?And put that dick away,? she shouted after me.Her persona had changed. She had morphed into a cock loving slut but loving not my cock any longer. Would these adventures be nirvana or would it turn into my nemesis?It was after her bath that she called me.?Have you finished? Let your wife have a look at your handy work,? she commanded.I undid my towel and slowly opened my robe.?Come on? quickly,? she giggled. ?Let me see that dick.??It looks like a little boy dick,? she said laughing. Wrapping the towel around myself, I rushed into the hall.An hour later she appeared. WOW. She wore a silk black dress, I had never seen it before, with a mesh panel just above her milky white breasts. They looked so full and bounced as she walked. The knee high boots looked fabulous with the dress finishing just above them with*splits up the sides. She lifted the hem and showed me her stockings.?And how about,? she said, Escort Ümraniye lifting it higher to expose her panties.A very small triangle of lace covered her mound, her labia peeking out either side of it with the string disappearing between her thighs. I gasped. I love stockings and thongs, the very sight was making my dick twitch. Her make-up was, as always, immaculate and the white pearls around her neck and wrist finished the look.We were soon winging our way to the bar and when we got there it was buzzing. We pushed our way to the bar and got a drink. There was bench seating all around the walls with tables in front. We sat down between a rowdy group and another couple. After about ten minutes Steve appeared and sat with us. To talk was quite difficult because of the music so half the time we were shouting. We all huddled in a little closer and discussed life. I could see Steve had his arm around the back of my wife resting on her shoulders playing with her bra strap. I hoped no one knew us.We had another drink, and another, but I was driving, so only had the two. I was now sat on the other side of the table opposite Steve and Deb on the benching. Next to Deb was a young guy about twenty-one who was with the rowdy group. The group were laughing and swearing, trying to pull every woman who went past. These guys were talking about a woman that had joined them last week. They weren?t very complimentary about her but said she had great tits.Steve and Deb were obviously listening to this and, every now and then*would laugh along with the guys, as I did. Deb needed the bathroom and as soon as she went Steve asked the guy, John, for the full story. Apparently, this woman had bet she could drink a pint of beer quicker than two of the guys. However, she lost and the forfeit was she had to strip for them. Obviously, to do it in the bar was not on, so they went back to one of the guy?s house?s to carry out the deed. She wasn?t shy and had stripped off as soon as they had arrived at the house. She had then let the two of them fuck her.I leant forward into Steve and said that was something that Deb would never have done until three weeks ago but now I was not so sure. We laughed. John overheard part of our conversation so I explained I was her husband and Steve was her old boyfriend from college who we had bumped into.