“You should have seen her titties bounce and heard her squeal as I fucked her!” Jay told his friend, Simon.
“Wow! She was a real live-wire then? Must not have a good fuck in a long time. I remember when my wife would squeal like that!” Go on, tell me more!” Simon begged, fully engaged with the lewd story Jay was telling.
Let’s go back to the beginning. Back to when these two old friends met up. Back to the genesis of the conversation.
Simon and Jay’s friendship went back to high school. Even after they were married and Simon set up his practice, Jay and his (now ex) wife were friends. Jay owned a bike shop in the same commercial area as Simon’s dental practice. Today he happened to run into Jay at lunch. Instead of eating in the cafe, they took their deli sandwiches to the little park nearby and sat on a bench. The atmosphere lent itself to private conversation.
Simon had asked Jay about his dating and sex life since his divorce. Both of them were in their late fifties now, which is a very unsure time when it comes to meeting new partners.
“It’s been good for the most part,” Jay confessed.
“Been meeting a lot of sexy hotties?” Simon asked, making the universal curvy sign for a sexy woman with both hands describing the hourglass curves in the air.
“I have met a few. I’ve been really surprised at how many, actually. Of course a lot of women our age are more interested in companionship than sex. But there are a few that haven’t lost their sex drive and are hot to trot, so to speak. But I’ll admit, that a few of those have been married,” Jay told his friend.
“So you’ve been screwing some married snatch too?” Simon asked incredulously.
Jay gave Simon a funny look after he said that. Simon took it for reticence. Not wanting to tell tales of adulterous women.
“Uh, yeah. Some of the best have been married. I screwed one just last week like that. She was amazing,” Jay confessed, a bit hesitant still.
“I want to hear all about it!” Simon said with enthusiasm, adding, “All the hot ones I ever get to…um…enjoy…are the ones I see looking at porn.”
Again Jay gave Simon a funny look. Simon assumed it was because of his porn masturbation confession. Prodded further by Simon, Jay began to tell his tale.
“Well, her husband was out of town a few days last week and let’s just say that she and I got together and she was horny as fuck!” Jay told an attentive Simon.
Simon interrupted, “That’s funny, I was out of town last week. One of our dental equipment suppliers had a bunch of us come to a resort to wine and dine us. I spent a lot of time looking at porn if you know what I mean.”
Waving his hand, Simon indicated that Jay should go on with his story.
Jay continued, “Anyway, I got to her house and I thought she was going to rape me! She was all over me. We had sort of fooled around before but it was always in cars and stuff. We could never meet up properly because of her husband. So I walked in and she was all over me. We hugged and kissed and our hands were all over each other. Next thing I know, we were tearing off each other’s clothes and heading to the bedroom.”
“She sounds like a wildcat! I’d like to meet a woman like that!” Simon gushed.
Again, Jay had a funny look pass across his face. Simon, not to be deterred, pressed for more details
“Let’s just say she was all over me. I kissed her and played with her tits, then sucked them. She fell back on the bed and spread her legs and I went to town,” Jay narrated leaving out the details.
Her name was Cheryl and she had nice tits. Not huge and not tiny, but comfortably in between. Her nipples were hard and she moaned when he suckled and squeezed them. Comfy, mature fun bags, saggy in that mature way.
“Oh god, that feels so good! You make me so horny! I’ve been waiting all week for this. Thank god my husband finally left!” Cheryl gushed.
“You’ve got a sweet set of tits, baby. If I was him, I’d be playing with them every night,” Jay remarked.
“Oh, he’s too busy or too tired for that. He thinks they are too saggy. He calls them ‘granny tits’,” she confided to her lover.
“I fucking love saggy granny tits! They are the best kind!” said Jay, his turn to gush now.
Cheryl smiled like the cat eating the canary, “I love dirty old bastards like you that like granny tits and granny bodies!”
Then she added, “I hope you like to eat pussy too because it’s been a while.”
“Hell yeah! I love to eat pussy!” Jay retorted.
She already knew that. It was something they had discussed before they ever had sex. When they were feeling each other out, deciding whether to make that fatal step into an adulterous relationship. Her husband didn’t do such a filthy thing (in his mind). She craved it. Jay promised it. This alone tipped her over the edge into cheating.
Now her hairless cunt was spread out between her naked thighs as Jay put his face into her snatch. She had shaved her pubic area because Jay indicated he liked it that way. Then she texted him the pic. Jay jerked off several times to that picture. Now he was licking the real thing.
“Did she have a nice pussy? Simon asked, picturing a twenty-something porn starlet.
“Fuck yeah! Nice big pussy lips and all shaven. She did that for me,” Jay replied.
Simon retorted, “Sounds like a real slut to me. Only sluts shave their beavers.”
“A lot of women do now, but anyway, she has a great pussy to eat,” Jay explained.
“I don’t really like that, I’d rather finger-fuck women, but go ahead…what did you do next?” Simon asked.
He didn’t explain how his tongue caressed her clit into madness. Or how he sucked each pussy lip until it was swollen and sensitive. Or how she moaned as he jammed as many fingers as he could into her cunt as he licked her button and quickly made her cum.
Her full, mature, floppy belly heaved with pleasure as she squeezed his head with her thighs and pulled him in tight. She shivered with pleasure and called out obscenities to him. It was a beautiful moment.
“OH, OH, OH, OH NO, OH SHIT! JAY…JAY…JAY! AAHHH!” she cried out as her body bucked.
As soon as the orgasm subsided, she called out, still holding his face deep into her honey pot, “Don’t stop, you bastard! Give it to me! Please! Please, honey, please!”
So once again, Jay attacked Cheryl’s sweet cunny. This time, he repositioned himself slightly and again fingered her fuckhole while licking her clit area. He also stuck one finger in her anus, working it in slowly, lubed by her juices. She reacted positively to this alien intrusion of her ass.
“Oh god, Jay, what are you doing? That feels so good! Oh god, I’m so dirty! Stick it in deeper!” she cried.
“You like that?” Jay asked, to be sure.
“I never thought that could feel so good. Mmm,” the sexy granny replied.
Jay doubled down on his efforts and it only took a minute before Cheryl was moaning as fingers and tongue pleasured both of her holes. Soon she was shaking once more in orgasm.
Again, she moaned out her pleasure to her lover, “OH SHIT, JAY! OH MY GOD! OH MY FUCKING GOD!”
As her climax subsided, Jay moved up and kissed her. Cheryl could taste her pussy juice on his mouth—a novel, yet erotic thing for her. She realized that he had just sealed the deal with her as a lover.
It had begun as an innocent flirtation between old friends and quickly escalated into more. The first kiss in the car as they talked. Then more kissing and feeling each other’s bodies, realizing that they wanted each other sexually. She had let Jay play with and suck her tits first, then began fondling his manhood through his pants. He, in return, rubbed her pants over her crotch. Both felt the pleasure. Both said they shouldn’t. Both said they should stop. They did, but it took a while. Not until they both came.
The texting began. It became flirtatious and sexual. Pics of tits, cock, and cunt were exchanged. Jay mentioned he liked genitalia shaven. Cheryl complied, sending him the pic.
The next time they met, it was more of the same, except this time his cock came out and was stroked to orgasm, cumming on her hand and his belly. Like a true gentleman, he pulled down her pants and fingered her to orgasm. He also enjoyed her wonderful, ripe, mature melons. The clandestine thrill of secret meets and secret texts to Jay was a heady thrill that made cheating exhilarating.
This scene was repeated another time. No intercourse yet, but Cheryl sucked Jay’s cock. That meant a lot coming from her. She never sucked her husband’s anymore—not since he refused to eat her coochie.
Then it was now. The moment of real sex. The moment he was gone, she was ready to fully give herself to Jay. Except for one problem. Cheryl felt guilty cheating on her husband. Torn, she decided to go for this one, last fling with Jay. Full-on sex. Just this once. Then she would renounce her adulterous infatuation and become the loving, devoted, and true wife she had been before.
Except for the moment Jay made her cum twice by eating her craving cunt changed everything. Cheryl knew what she wanted—a man who wasn’t afraid to lick her pussy. A man who enjoyed the taste of her juices and wanted to make her cum again and again. A man who didn’t mind dirty sex—for example, sticking his finger in her bum and making her go off like a bottle rocket!
Not only that, but he didn’t judge her adversely for the extra poundage around her waistline, saggy tits, belly, and butt, and loose skin tone in those areas that seem to fall victim to age. He didn’t think that only twenty-ish porn and movie stars were sexy like her husband did. A man who rejected any older women for being thick, having too saggy of tits, or any of another dozen reasons.
She couldn’t quit Jay now, nor did she want to. What she wanted was one thing—to be fucked long and hard all night long and all tomorrow if she felt like it. She knew him, she knew his excitement for her body, and she knew he’d treat her right. More than anything in the world, she wanted his big, hard cock in her vagina. And Cheryl knew that Jay wanted the same thing.
All this flashed through Jay’s mind as he told Simon, “I fucked her pussy, of course. Maybe I should say, she fucked me. I’m telling you, she was like an animal. Like a bitch in heat! She begged me to fuck her and climbed on top of me and started to screw me.”
“Sounds like a real fucking slut to me,” Simon opined.
Again, Jay gave him a sideways look as he answered, “She’s actually a really nice lady, but yeah, she fucks like a slut.”
So did you pour it to her and fuck her silly? What was she like?” Simon questioned.
“Oh, fuck yeah. She rode me hard. She would grind away on my cock as she bounced up and down on it. She was good. Damn good,” Jay informed his friend.
“She really got into it, huh?” Simon questioned, feeling his cock get hard in his pants.
And this is where we came into this story—with Jay describing how his new lover screwed him while her husband was out of town.
“You should have seen her titties bounce and heard her squeal as I fucked her!” Jay told his friend, Simon.
“Wow! She was a real live-wire then? Must not have a good fuck in a long time. I remember when my wife would squeal like that!” Go on, tell me more!” Simon begged, fully engaged with the lewd story Jay was telling.
“You wouldn’t think an older woman could fuck so hard, especially one that is a bit thick, but she did. Even her belly was flopping on mine. And her ass…her nice big ass was so sexy bouncing on me. I could just imagine it jiggling,” Jay said, his eyes lighting up.
But Simon suddenly caught on to the fact that the woman Jay fucked wasn’t one of the perfect-bodied girls of his dreams.
“She sounds like she is kind of fat. I’m glad you like fucking fat, flabby women, but if I wanted to do that, I’d just fuck my wife,” Simon said judgmentally.
Jay held in the surge of anger he just felt hearing that callous remark. Sometimes you do that with friends. Just because they are a friend doesn’t mean that sometimes they aren’t idiots.
Tactfully as he could, Jay remarked, “You know, at our age, most of the women out there are a bit thick and chunky. Like your wife, for instance. For me, that doesn’t mean they still aren’t sexy. I guess I have come to appreciate the extra flab. And I love mature tits, even if they do sag quite a bit. And just because they are what you call ‘fat’, doesn’t mean they aren’t fantastic fucks and lovers.”
Simon waved his hand dismissively, saying, “Yeah, yeah, I get all that, and it may be fine for you, but I’m tired of fucking a fat old broad with saggy tits and ass and crow’s feet around her eyes. I’ll take a younger one any day. Or at least a skinny, older gal that has had a boob job.”
“So you fuck your wife a lot?” Jay queried.
“Rarely. Her fat fucking body doesn’t turn me on anymore. And when I fuck her, she just lays under me unenthusiastic and lets me use her as a cum dump. That’s why I’m looking for a hot young babe,” Simon confessed.
“I don’t think your wife is fat, just a regular, mature woman that has a few more pounds around the middle than she used to. Maybe you should up your game with her. Maybe the sex is just stale and she knows it too,” Jay suggested.
“Nah, she is just a fucking fat bitch compared to the girls that make me hot, and I don’t give a fuck, other than humping her is slightly better than jerking off,” Simon replied, persistent in his distaste for his spouse.
Do you even try different positions with her? What is her favorite?” Jay said, unwilling to give up changing Simon’s viewpoint.
“I don’t know. I just fuck her in the usual position, Missionary. I know that they screw in all sorts of weird positions in porn videos but why. Me on top is good enough for me. I don’t want that fat cunt of a wife on top of me, that’s for sure,” Simon informed Jay.
This brought up the vision of Cheryl riding him cowgirl-style in all her mature glory. He had asked her what position she liked and a funny look came across her face, like she had never considered it.
“On top, I guess,” she told him.
Then she mounted him, straddling him. Not agile like a twenty-year-old, but carefully, deliberately. Reaching down, she guided his hard member into her twat. She had the usual FUPA that older women with a bit of plumpness get, and her belly, though not huge, was a bit plump and rested softly on his. She was built for comfort, not speed, as they say. Her mature melons dangled enticingly in front of his face. The look on her face was one of ecstasy. Slowly she lowered herself onto his raging hard-on.
“Oh my god! You feel so good! Mmm…oh god…oh god, honey,” Cheryl cried out softly as her pussy engulfed his cock fully.
Having a strange cock inside of her—and one as big and nice as Jay’s, was heaven! Not only did he fill her up, but the look on his face was pure joy. She could tell he loved her naked body and loved her pussy as they became one. The realization she felt after he ate her was solidified now, even though their fucking had just begun. Jay was amazing. His was the only cock she desired now. She might go through the motions with her husband in the future, just like she had in the past, but now she had the man and the cock she wanted to make love to from now on.
“Oh fuck, Cheryl, why did we wait so long? Your pussy feels amazing! I want to fuck you and never stop,” Jay said as the two began to copulate.
Like newlyweds they fucked. Cheryl eagerly bounced up and down on his cock, twisting and moving her lush body to take advantage of maximum clitoral stimulation. Jay had screwed several women since his divorce and he had to admit that sex-starved Cheryl was up at the top with the best of them. Her eyes were smoldering as she rode him, milking every sensation she could out of their friction. Jay’s cock slid in and out of her love tunnel, occasionally slipping out entirely when she became too energetic. He thrust up with his pelvis, ramming his big, fat prick up into her.
It was a beautiful, synchronized, atavistic act. Her sweet, big pussy lips slipped over his dick, going in and out with it, creating a wet seal that made squishy sounds, yet one that didn’t keep her juices. Rather, they soaked their genitalia and the bed sheets as well.
He sucked, fondled, and then bit her swaying tits softly. Cheryl let out a long moan as he did this. Her tits were fabulous, that was for sure. Hard nipples poking up from her aureoles, ripe for the sucking, pinching, and twisting. Flashes of pleasure shot from them and her cunt through her whole body.
She hadn’t had sex this good for decades! She may have just turned into a cheating slut of a wife but what a thrill it was! The course was firmly set, there would be no going back now, her husband be damned! Fuck the rotten bastard!
Then Jay reached around and smacked her ample, bouncing ass. The pain felt wonderful combined with the pleasure she felt emanating from her cock-filled cunt hole! Rhythmically, he spanked her. Loud smacks filled her bedroom.
“Oh god, yes! Spank me! I’m such a naughty girl! Spank me and fuck me hard!” Cheryl cried out in pleasure.
“Fuck, your cunt feels good! You are the hottest woman I’ve ever fucked!” Jay cried out, smitten by his lady friend turned lover.
“Better than your ex-wife?” she inquired.
Jay’s ex was well known to her. She was a looker and had that aura of being good in bed about her. Cheryl, with her woman’s curiosity, couldn’t help but want to know how she compared.
Jay was grunting out his pleasure like men do at this point, but he managed to say, “Ummm, fuck…better than her. So fucking good…I’m gonna cum…fuck…I’m gonna cum!”
Cheryl felt herself at the tipping point as well and rode his cock harder and faster.
Like any good woman, she was solicitous of his sexual needs, urging him in a sweet voice to, “Cum in me, honey. Cum in mama’s cunt with your big hard cock!”
“FUCK BABY, I’M CUMMING! OH FUCK! ARGH!” he cried out as his shaft throbbed and spurted its load of cum deep inside his paramour’s vagina.
Cheryl was as excited as he was. There was nothing better than cheating, and adulterous sex with the right man! And Jay’s cock throbbing and shooting its seed inside her was sending her over the edge.
“Give it to me, honey! Oh, Jay…OH JAY…JAY, JAY, FUCK, JAY!!!” was her battle cry as she exploded in an orgy of ecstasy.
Jay shoved his cock up deep into her cunt as she bore down on it hard. She shook with pleasure, pausing for just a moment, then going after it again, her head back and eye narrowed into slits and glittering with pleasure. She never wanted this moment of extreme bliss to stop.
But, alas, it always does. Now Cheryl was left with a burning craving to fuck Jay again and again. To cement and celebrate their adulterous love affair with fuck after fuck, climax after climax. To celebrate the oneness with a man she hadn’t felt for years.
Hot and sweaty and with his cock and her taco soaked with her juice and his cum they collapsed on the bed, sated for the moment.
“Oh my god, that felt good, honey! You can’t imagine how long it’s been. I’ve been fucked, sure, but it was never about me. My husband never gives a fuck if I cum or not,” Cheryl gushed.
“I’m telling you, Cheryl, the way you fucked me, I thought it was all about me! You made me cum so hard I thought I’d go blind!” Jay said, laughing.
“Look at us, two old people screwing like we were newlyweds,” she remarked.
“I don’t think we are that old, yet. But I do know one thing, you are sexy as fuck, girl! What I call, ‘fuckalicious’,” he told the sexy, nude fifty-seven-year-old lying next to him.
“Tell my husband that,” Cheryl retorted.
“Maybe I will,” Jay said with a smile as he leaned over and took her breast into his hand and then his mouth.
“Yeah, right,” Cheryl said, laughing.
The vision cleared from Jay’s head and he looked again at Simon sitting next to him on the park bench. Simon seemed to be such a prig in many ways when it came to sex, so Jay thought he’d throw out a shocker to see how he reacted.
“After I got done fucking her the first time, we fucked again. Only this time I fucked her in the ass,” Jay said with a wry smile.
“You what? You had anal sex with this slut? What kind of a dirty slut is she?” Simon gasped.
“Don’t you like anal?” Jay asked innocently.
“Hell no! It’s dirty and disgusting. I can’t imagine sticking my dick up into where a woman shits. I’ve seen it in porn videos, but I still think it’s gross and would never do it,” Simon said in disgust.
Jay smiled his funny smile, decided to jab Simon a bit, and then said, “Well, I can tell you that she loved it. It took a little time, but she had no problem cumming. You haven’t lived until you’ve fucked a woman’s asshole. Sticking your cock up her shitter is so fucking hot! You should try it with your wife. She’d love it!”
“Fuck no!” Simon retorted, adding, “I wouldn’t fuck my wife’s or any other woman’s asshole for a million bucks! As if my wife would let me do that in the first place.”
Continuing his tease, Jay replied, “Well, you should have seen us. Me on top of her doggy-style, my cock going in and out of her shitter and her moaning and begging me to fuck her harder. We both came so hard and I filled her ass with cum. You should have seen it oozing out afterward.”
“Christ, Jay! I’m eating! Knock it off!” Simon retorted, his face showing his disgust.
The remembrance of their anal sex was making Jay’s cock hard, even as he spoke. Cheryl was such a jewel!
“Where did you learn to do that thing with your finger up my bum?” she innocently inquired, running her hand over his chest hair.
“Too much porn, I guess. But the ex used to like it,” Jay said with a wry smile.
“Mmm, it felt really good. I didn’t know that could feel so good,” Cheryl said coyly.
“I’m glad you liked it. I never know,” Jay replied, now running his hand between Cheryl’s legs and over her pussy.
“I did. It was so…uh…naughty and kinky, just like spanking my butt,” she cooed.
“If you liked it would you be interested in trying the real deal? Because I know I’d love to,” Jay suggested.
“Oh, I get it. You want to stick your big, hard cock in my bum, don’t you? Such a naughty man! I know now that you want to pervert a sweet, innocent woman like me with your naughty ways!” Cheryl said, in a kidding tone, but with a sparkle in her eyes.
“Yes, I do. I want to stick my hard willie into your sexy bum and fuck you until you cum. I want to screw you in a place your husband has never been, my love,” Jay told Cheryl with a naughty tone.
“Oh my god! You are such a pervert! I love it! Let me get the K-Y Gel from my drawer for you. I can’t believe I’m going to do this! My hubby would never think of such a thing! Cheryl gushed giddily.
She turned over and presented her nice, mature ass to Jay, wiggling it suggestively. Jay went to work with the gel and his fingers. He also made sure to finger and rub her pussy to get her fully in the mood. Admittedly, he was a bit stunned that Cheryl would go for such a kinky kind of sex, but he assumed that she was sick and tired of her husband’s boring sex and wanted to experience it all in an act of spousal defiance. And if that just happened to involve him fucking her in the ass, that was just fine with him!
“Oh god, there it goes again! Mmm…I didn’t know a finger in my bum could feel so good! Here, you do your thing and I’ll take care of my kitty,” she offered.
Cheryl began to rub her cunny while Jay slipped another finger inside her. Then, with his Johnson stiff, he mounted her and ever so slowly pushed the head of his dick inside her anus.
“Oh my god! Oh, oh…okay…you can go deeper now…mmm…give me a sec…oh shit, Jay! Oh shit! I can’t believe your cock is inside me like this!” the mature vixen cried out as he penetrated her.
Jay could feel Cheryl relax and let him go deeper until he was in. It felt amazing to be in her asshole. She was such a hot babe to let him do this. And she seemed like she was enjoying it.
“Oh, fuck, honey, I love your ass!” Jay said gruffly as he began a slow in-and-out.
Cheryl replied, “Mmm…it feels different but it feels good…so good…oh god…mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm fuck me, fuck my ass you beautiful dirty bastard!”
“Fuck yeah, babe! I’m fucking you now, you hot fucking bitch! I love your fucking ass, babe!” Jay grunted feral-like.
Cheryl was stunned by how good it felt once she relaxed and let it happen. Her hand was still below her body, on her pussy, but every nerve ending in her butt was sending happy vibes all over. It was so dirty and perverted, yet so pleasurable! How had she gone so long missing this?
Jay’s cock was on fire, fucking Cheryl’s asshole. He watched it go in and out and watched her butt cheeks ripple with every thrust. He always loved doggy for this reason. Cheryl’s wide ass tapered beautifully to her waist, then spread wide again at her chest. Her head was down on the pillow and her plump tummy hung low and ripe along with her breasts. When she rose a bit, they bounced like mad. Her mouth gasped a steady string of “mmm, mmm’s” from her ruby lips.
Oh fuck, Cheryl, I’m gonna cum soon! I’m gonna cum in your fucking sweet ass!” Jay gasped as the cum welled up from his balls.
Once again, sexy Cheryl was begging for him to fill her up with his baby cream, moaning, “Let it go, honey, let it go!”
Jay stiffened and thrust his dick forward deep into her asshole, filling her sweet shitter with his cum. His cock throbbed and pulsated and she felt him flood her. It was a thrilling feeling, made even more so by the fact that she was on her way to an orgasm herself. She wasn’t there yet, but rather in the meat of the sexual ecstasy. And never felt better.
As usual, Jay called out the F-word in his climactic moments. Nothing else seemed to express what he was feeling better. And Cheryl finally realized the difference between “making love”, and “fucking”. What they both were doing with each other in bed was much more than “making love”—it was raw fucking. No other word expressed the animal intensity of their coupling better—whether it was Jay screwing Cheryl’s cunt or her ass. It was Fucking with a capital “F”.
“Oh fuck…OH FUCK! OH FUCK, CHERYL!” Jay gasped as his cum spewed from his throbbing prick.
Cheryl was on a true high. This was the joy of cheating. Her sex life was no longer in the hands of a loutish, uncaring husband. It was enjoyed with a man she truly wanted to have sex with. It was the joy of having a man who appreciated your mature body for what it was, flaws and all. It was the thrill of secret sex and getting fucked in ways that she had never been fucked before. It was the dirty thrill of taking a cock up your bum and feeling it cum as you were about to do so yourself. It was experiencing new things and feelings that you thought couldn’t happen at fifty-seven. It was taking a new cock into your mouth in the back seat of a car, or into your cunt. A cock that made you feel like a teen again. A cock that was going to make her cum
“Alright, I’ve had enough of your gross sex with your fat lady friend. It’s time for me to get back to work. I’m glad you finally found a girlfriend, anyway, even if she is a slut,” Simon said as he got up and stalked back to his practice.
Jay got up and laughed inwardly. He really got Simon’s goat this time. If he only knew all the details, it would shake the goofy bastard up. Before he left, he took a moment to text Cheryl. She would get a good laugh out of the conversation if nothing else. He hoped she didn’t mind him telling another guy the details, but she probably wouldn’t under the circumstances, knowing she was anonymous.
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Later that evening as Simon walked into the kitchen, his wife was busy preparing the evening meal at the sink. She was wearing a skin-tight black pair of yoga pants and a plunging neckline sleeveless tee shirt that showed off her cleavage and her ass to her advantage. Most men in their late fifties would have thought her ass looked sexy in that outfit, not to mention her boobs, but not Simon. He just thought she looked fat and saggy.
“How was your day, dear?” she asked pleasantly.
“Well, I’ll tell you. Every time I leave town it seems as soon as I come back, I have nothing but root canals. It was work, work, work, all day long,” Simon complained.
“I’m sorry, dear. That must have been rough. Anything else new?” she inquired.
“Well, yeah. I ran into Jay at lunch today and talked to him,” Simon replied.
“Oh, how’s he doing now?” she asked, smiling.
Simon was quick to retort, “Oh geez, don’t ask. I guess he has a new girlfriend, if you want to call her that.
“Oh? And why do you say that?” his wife inquired.
“Because she is married to someone else, and for another thing, she sounds like a real loser,” Simon said with some vehemence in his voice.
Not letting it go, his spouse, prodded further as she turned her back to him and toward the sink, “Why do you say that?”
Simon rolled his eyes, “For one thing, she is a fat old bitch, nothing like his ex. His ex was a good-looking woman with a great body.”
Not satisfied with his brief dismissal, she retorted, “Yeah, but she wasn’t good for him no matter how good she looked. And I’ve seen her recently, and let me tell you, she had put some hard miles on herself and it shows. And a little weight too. He’s probably glad to have a woman whose main problem is just a little weight.”
Simon waved his hand dismissively, “Not only is she fat, but she is a real slut. And a dirty one too. Not only is she cheating on her husband, but, my god, the things they do. Disgusting!”
His wife turned back to him, telling him in a not-so-sweet voice, “I hope you don’t go around calling everyone fat. You are so insensitive. It’s not like you don’t have a paunch yourself. And maybe her husband is the shits and Jay makes her happy, even if you don’t like the things that they do,”
This last tirade pissed Simon off. His fat fucking wife could be such a bitch! Defending Jay and his slut like that!
“Let me tell you what they do and let’s see if you change your mind. I find it disgusting enough that he eats her pussy, but I know that some people like that kinda shit. But what I find really disgusting is the fact that he has anal sex with the fat, fucking bitch! My god! He sticks his dick in her ass where she shits! Can you think of anything more sick?” Simon ranted.
With a funny look on her face, his wife replied in defense, “Well, maybe some people like doing that. Maybe it feels good for both of them. What they do in private is none of your business. All you are is a judgmental prick! Have you ever thought that just because you are so finicky about sex not everyone is like that? That other people can relax and enjoy it, and try new things?”
“Jesus, Cheryl! You sound just like him. I should have known that you’d take his side. Well, anyway, I’m glad you aren’t like her. And I guarantee I’m not ever going to be like him. Can you imagine? You are just way too nice when it comes to people and their perversions, Cheryl. As far as I’m concerned, Jay and his fat fucking, married girlfriend can ass fuck all they want, or whatever it is they do. At least you and me are decent!”
Again Cheryl turned around to face the counter. She had been warned in a text about Jay’s encounter with her husband and had called Jay back and found out the details of his conversation. She thought it humorous in a black sort of way that Jay described the details of their sex to her stupid, blind hubby. And it was even more amusing realizing that Simon didn’t have a clue that she was the “fat fucking married girlfriend” that Jay had been fucking so assiduously!
“Yup. At least you and I are decent. We can celebrate that, at least,” Cheryl replied to her husband.
Cheryl smiled to herself, despite hearing her husband’s dismissal of her as fat and perverted. She couldn’t wait to fuck Jay again! Now it was time to make arrangements for a clandestine tryst tomorrow. Having a hubby who was blind to an affair conducted beneath his very nose was quite beneficial. With Simon puttering around mumbling about Jay’s perversions, Cheryl pulled out her phone and texted Jay.
It went like this: “Hubby told me what you told him about fucking me. You are a pervert and I’m a fat slut. Come over and fuck me tomorrow at 9 am. Your fat slut is craving your cock. Love and kisses.”
Cheating was the best thing that had happened to her in fifteen years! Simon was an idiot!
