Night 1
Oh the beautiful countryside of Scotland! This was a new experience for him as he saw it pass on horseback. The rhythm of him and the horse in unison as that scenery passed. For him this was a dream come true. To experience the country as his ancestors did. The pace picked up and he was riding faster. He felt the wind in his hair. All of a sudden he was in an off road truck in the baja tearing through as stage of the Baja 1000. This couldn't be right as he felt like he was truly in the Highlands again. Something was amiss and he felt strangely horny. All of a sudden the movement stopped. He awake enough that he started to realise that he had a raging hardon. In his half asleep yet drunken stupor he heard the door shut to the bed room. As he came fully to, he looked down saw his hard cock and it spewed cum all over his belly. He rolled over and went to sleep.
As morning came, he awoke and found himself to be in the bedroom in his wife's grandmother's house. He remembered they were on vacation seeing her family. His wife was next to him, still asleep. They were both naked and he realised that he had cum dried on his belly. He vaguely remembered the dream he had. When he woke up at that time his wife was not in the room or the bed. Had she come in and seen his sleep induced hard on and rode his cock? Why did she go back out and when did she come back to bed? Most importantly why had she not woken him up? He was still thinking about the night before. All the young folk had gone out dancing in Oklahoma City. His wife had pulled her cousin Jasmine over to dance with them. Her boyfriend did not make it to OKC and she did not feel like part of the group. At one point, His wife had pulled her close to him as they both grinded against him as two friends may. When his wife left the dance floor for a few she announced that she needed to pee and that she needed a break. She pushed Jasmine closer to her husband playfully and said go ahead.
As Jasmine's ass grinded against his cock on the dance floor, he immediately got hard. She said nothing but had to notice. He knew this because as she turned to face him and put her arm around his neck for the slightly slower song, she nudged her knee between his legs and began to massage. His cock was straining against his pants and basically throbbing. She smiled as she kissed him on the cheek and thanked him for the dance. He had barely realised the song was ending. He hadn't really thought much about it.
Night 2
Tonight he turned in early. He was kind of tired from the night before and everyone he normally talks to had gone to bed or gone home. His wife was still talking and he whispered in her ear that she should keep hanging out, that he was going to bed.
She replied with, "I'll be up in a bit!"
He answered, "sounds good darling, love you!"
He was just about to drift off as he heard the door creek open. Just the sound of it made his cock spring to life. He thought for sure his wife had come up. He enjoyed the idea of her taking him while he was asleep, so he pretended to be asleep. He heard clothes hit the floor this time. The covers got pulled back and through the slit in his eye something was off. The woman who had just slid his hard cock into her pussy was smaller than his wife. He could feel lithe muscles in her powerful thighs. She also had much longer hair and was it blond? Her pussy felt different too. He knew it felt good and from what he could smell, it probably tasted amazing. It was so tight and toned compared to his wife's pussy that had been stretched from childbirth. Suffice to say that his wife's felt great as when they first started afucking she was too tight. This reminded him of how his wife used to feel, the extra friction was almost too much but it felt good. He felt like he was filling her up. Keep in mind he was only an average guy. This mystery pussy smelled of a similar spicy pheromone too. A smell he remembered from pre-childbirth. A smell that had changed but not terribly. Oh fuck he was in heaven.
He decided it was time, time to do something drastic. He began to talk in rhythm in his fake sleep. "Oh Jasmin!" The motion slowed. "I love the way you move. You are a goddess on the dance floor!" The motion picked back up as she thought he was just dreaming about two nights ago. He continued with "that ass grinding up against me is heaven..." as he drifted his words into muttering.