On Saturday morning my loving husband woke me up at five AM to tell me goodbye, all decked out in his SWAT uniform, his gear bag packed, sitting in the doorway of our bedroom for a day of training and qualifications. I smiled as he told me to he'd be back as soon as he could, telling him to have fun and be safe, getting a quick soft kiss before rolling over and going back to sleep.
I woke up around six-thirty, washed my face, brushed my teeth, hair, and got dressed for an early morning walk, and left. Returning an hour later, to stretch on our back deck while the coffee was brewing.
I sat on the steps drinking my coffee in a sports bra, running shorts, and shoes watching boats racing across the lake, relaxing, not thinking about anything in particular other than the fact my children had more or less flown the coop, spending most of their weekends with college friends.
Forty-five years old, working hard to maintain my 36D-24-38 figure, at five-seven, with blonde hair, brown eyes, I was still attracting the attention of men and taking advantage of my open marriage when I chose to do so, with my husband's consent and encouragement. He was also reaping the rewards of our agreement, and our sex life was out of this world.
Our neighbor Bill, who was my husbands best friend had seen me sitting on the steps daydreaming while I finished my coffee, so he walked over to tell me good morning, and ask where my husband was at, his blue eyes sparkling with lust as I told him SWAT training day and the children staying at school all weekend.
When I asked if he had plans for the day he said he was working the two to two shift but wasn't planning to do anything otherwise. His gaze roamed my entire body from head to toe, pausing at my breasts, abdomen, crotch, and legs smiling when he saw me grinning at him.
I told him I needed a shower and to get dressed, standing up and stretching, asking if he would like to come inside and wash my back for me. He beat me to the door, holding it open saying he'd be happy to, following me through the house into the master bath where we stripped, and stepped in the shower washing, rinsing off and playing with one another. Bill has a lean muscular body, strong hands, and his long hard shaft, with its engorged head was as smooth as velvet as I stroked it, while his hands explored my body. I turned off the water, stepped out of the shower stall, handed him a towel and dried off, telling him to hurry up as I walked into my bedroom laying down on my towel waiting for him in my bed.
When he came in I sat up as he laid beside me, leaning down to kiss him caressing his chest, and stomach before wrapping my hand around his shaft stroking slowly as our tongues swirled together in a long wet kiss. When I began kissing my way down his neck, licking,and sucking his nipples, kissing his abs, and finally taking the engorged head of his cock into my mouth, sucking gently while I cupped his testicles looking up at his face he was smiling at me, and I went down taking his entire length until my lips encircled the base of his shaft working up and down as he began thrusting his hips upwards. He had one hand entangled in my damp hair, while the other was squeezing my breast, rolling my nipple between his thumb and finger. He pulled me upwards until I straddled his face holding onto the headboard as he licked, sucked, and tongue fucked me to orgasm, my juices covering his face as I ground my hips against his soft probing tongue.
I slid down his body telling him I wanted to be fucked straddling his shaft guiding him to the dripping wet entrance and impaled myself on it, feeling his smooth hardness sliding inside me. He had both hands on my breasts pinching my erect nipples, pulling them, as I rode, the headboard hitting the wall loudly as our bodies smacked against each other.
