I am involved in a 'secret' relationship with an older married man. His name is Floyd Cooper & I've only known him for a few months but you could say I know him VERY well. I met Floyd & his wife Debbie one afternoon and although they are older than my husband James & I we became friends since they are so friendly & Floyd has been incredibly helpful. We recently bought our first house & we'd only been there a few days when Debbie & Floyd came by to introduce themselves. Since then we've called Floyd a few times to help us with 'leaky pipes' and he is there in a flash, tools in hand. James works for a marketing company so his days are long and he's often away on weekends, busy with clients or some conference.
I love exploring our new surroundings and since Floyd is a city bus driver I've spent a few afternoons on his bus getting the 'tour'. One particular day it was rainy and there was only one guy on the bus besides Floyd and myself. I looked back to see if he appeared friendly and since he smiled when I smiled I waved at him and invited him up to sit with us.
"No sense sitting all alone way back there. The view's better up here". I joked.
He got up from his seat and walked slowly reaching each arm out so his hands slid along the seat tops as he approached. With his arms spread out it opened his shirt nicely allowing me to admire his tanned muscular chest as he walked closer. He looked like a surfer/cowboy. Handsome, his blond hair a little long but still stylish. His cowboy shirt buttoned half-way and loosely hanging over his tight faded jeans. I wanted to see his ass but for now I was enjoying the front view. He smiled as he reached out to shake my hand.
"Hi! My name is Matt. Great day to go for a swim." he quipped casually. What a smile. He looked about 25 and had an incredibly HOT body. He seemed to enjoy watching me watch him and I suddenly realized I hadn't introduced myself yet.
"Matt, this is Marie. She and her husband just moved here and since we're practically neighbors I've been showing her around a little." Floyd seemed to know this cute young man.
I peered over my shoulder at Floyd, his hands steady on the over-sized wheel as he manueuvered the mammoth machine to the side of a quiet street staying silent until he'd reached a complete stop. He methodically set the parking brake and then adjusted his 'sign' to say Out Of Service. He turned toward me and since Matt was still standing to my left smiling broadly I was feeling slightly 'sandwiched'. Floyd explained that Matt was a regular on his route and since Matt is often the last person on the bus they got to know each other.
As he uttered the five last words his voice seemed to drip with...SEX. 'Got to know each other...' Matt joked that he'd have to behave since I was a married woman giving me a wink as he headed back to his seat to grab his jacket.
Floyd leaned close and asked me if I wanted to have some fun. I was intrigued so I asked him what he had in mind. I'm not a swinger or even a 'slut' but Floyd is a very handsome man. He's about 45 and his dark hair falls over his bright green eyes beautifully. His face is alive with the same energy he seems to 'create' rather than use. I've been spending alot of time with him and Debbie since James is busy trying to establish himself in his new work environment. I lean closer as Floyd motions me with his hands, grasping mine gently as he starts to speak.
"Do you remember the time we were all sitting in my hot tub and we started talking about..."
I knew what he was going to say before he even said it, but the part I was concerned with was my pussy was getting really WET! - here we go...I thought not sure if I should stay or go. Stay.
...."cocks" he continued. "And James said he'd thought about it but never done it." he paused.
"Well, that story I told you was true and since then my biggest thrill comes from...well being watched." he finished just as Matt sat quietly beside me. He was so HOT!!! My mind quickly wrapped around the situation.
We'd all been drinking late into the night and since Floyd & Debbie had a 'hot tub' we decided to enjoy the cool evening while soaking...in the buff! Floyd insisted everyone in his tub be NAKED and he didn't waste any time tossing his clothes aside while Debbie stood politely assuring us we could keep our clothes if we wanted. She was plump, but such a kind woman you didn't really notice her lack of 'sexy', her blond hair was always pulled back allowing her chubby face to stand out along with her smile. Her baggy clothes slowly came off revealing a soft body with large breasts hanging, rather resting on a round belly. She smiled modestly before climbing in beside her husband. James & I were drunk enough to oblige our new friends and the night began....
Floyd started asking rather personal questions, but his subtle prodding was effective and before long James was recounting his 'one' almost 'Bi' experience that is seldom shared outside of our bedroom, but never fails to make my guy hard as a rock when he tells it. I listen quietly as James slurs drunkenly through the story of the 'friend' back in college who climbed into his bed. We all laugh at his performance enjoying the kinky conversation.
"I had a similar experience. I was in the army back in Texas, my home state." he proclaims proudly exgaggerating his drawl.
"I had been on a drinking binge and needed to get back to base before I was considered A.W.O.L. I was hitchhiking and finally a car stopped." he continues, his voice filled with excitement recounting his relief at getting a ride.
