A few weeks back I was invited to go on a short break to visit Ron.
He had been on the phone to Frank and had mentioned the idea of me paying him a visit and asked if I would consider it.
After much chatting and deliberating it was decided that I would go down to Dorset for a visit for a long weekend, Friday to Monday.
I made the travel arrangements and booked a train journey for myself to Edinburgh and then I had a flight to catch to get to Bournemouth.
As far as Ron was concerned I had lied to Mike about going away with a friend for the weekend.
Ron still is under the impression that I am a 'cheating' wife, and that Mike is oblivious to me fucking around with him, Frank, Bill and the lads from the LIDLS store.
This adds some spice to it all as Ron likes me to act the dirty unfaithful whore wife, and we all get a thrill from him being in the dark.
It was arranged for Ron to organise me getting from Bournemouth to his home.
The night before the journey Mike and I had a lovely meal out with Frank and the two of them mercilessly ribbed me over the fun I was going to have down south. I have to admit at being almost permanently horny for the preceding three days and Mike and I had a few ferocious fucks thinking of the fun I would be having at Ron's.
He's probably the naughtiest of the three regular senior 'lovers' I have and definitely has the biggest cock of the three of them, and boy does he know how to fucking use it.
The last time he had screwed me I had been creaming for Scotland on his monster thick prick, and I was hoping for more of the same on my visit.
He had fucked me with Frank, Bill and two of the LIDLS shop workers...My cunt had taken a proper serious fucking that night, as had my arse as well!
I was left completely drained and totally covered in spunk from them all.
I hoped I wasn't to be disappointed on my trip and as things transpired need not have worried at all!
The train journey was a bit boring, so to relieve some of the tedium I drafted some replies to emails I had received, something that always gets me horny!
By the time my train pulled into Edinburgh I was actually pretty turned on and my pantie gusset was already a little moist. Thankfully I had the seats in my section all to myself or heavens knows what anyone seeing what I was replying to would have thought!
Once I had reached Edinburgh it was a short taxi ride to the airport, time for a couple of G&Ts in the bar area and then onto the flight.
I was feeling quite nervous, oddly, as I had only met Ron on the occasions he had travelled up to Scotland to visit Frank and Bill.
