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Sandra couldn't sleep. She was tossing and turning, the contents of Eric's note going through her mind. Beside her Hector snored loudly and she watched him for a moment. He looked younger than he was when he was asleep, as indeed do many people and she wondered for a moment what it would have been like were they of a similar age. Would the marriage have been better? She didn't deny there had been passion at the beginning but she didn't think they'd been anything like most newlyweds were- like Gemma and Marcus for example. That couple were clearly in love and Sandra wondered why they were here on this weekend. She was sure, if she were Gemma, she wouldn't want anyone else fucking Marcus. But then young people were a lot different these days. The ten or so years gap between herself and the newlyweds seemed more like a few decades. She felt a lot older than she really was. And she honestly didn't like who she'd become and what she was doing to Hector. It wasn't as though she didn't love him, she did, but she just was not in love with him anymore. And she hated herself whenever she nagged or yelled or said something horrible to him- surely that wasn't her? She sighed again as beside her Hector emitted a particularly loud snore. And it was in that second that she made a decision- she would go and meet Eric. After all, wasn't that the point of the weekend? She still was not entirely sure how Hector thought a swingers weekend would help their marriage unless he thought she'd realise how lucky she was, or perhaps it would spice up their love life! She slipped out of the bed, not bothering to be too quiet- Her husband would sleep through an invasion and nuclear war. She dressed quickly, pulling a spaghetti strapped sundress over her head, running a brush through her tossled brown curls, and then left the room. There was nobody in the rec room and she glanced at the clock. One o'clock on the dot. What if Eric decided not to come? Why would he want her, a boring business woman when he had his wife who seemed a lot more his type with her piercings and tattoos. She wondered whether Eric had any piercings- she'd not noticed any. It was a pity he didn't have a tongue ring she thought, that would have been interesting. And immediately she thought that she felt bad, as if she was being unfaithful to her husband. God what was she even doing here thinking of fucking another man? She might not be in love with her husband anymore but they were still legally married- she should be true to her vows until they were officially seperated. She stood up from the couch and headed for the door realising that she couldn't fuck Eric. But as she did someone came into the rec room and she stopped dead. "Sorry I'm late. My wife woke up and I told her I was going out to get a drink- she fell for it because I'm often thirsty. Diabetes you see." Eric said, shutting the door behind him and moving towards her in the dark. "What about your husband?" "He was asleep." Sandra said, ashamed to find her voice shaking. This man, whilst not even her type at all- she liked men in power suits which was one of the major attractions for her husband in the beginning as he was a high flyer in the world of finance- was making her nervous. "But what if he wakes?" Eric was now standing right before her and she could smell the faint lingering traces of his aftershave. He was dressed as he had been that night, but without the shoes and socks. "He probably won't but even if he does he'll think I've just gone for a walk. I often don't sleep much and get up in the night." Sandra said. Her mind was screaming at her- tell him you've changed your mind, remember your vows! "I wouldn't want to sleep next to him much either." Eric said. "What is a gorgeous young wife like you doing with an old fart like him? But then- I have heard money is attractive." "I was in love with him once. My husband's a very lovely, caring man." Sandra said. "In love once? But you're still together?" Eric asked, stroking his chin thoughtfully. "We won't be for much longer." Sandra said, and she took a deep breath. "Listen Eric-" "I didn't come here to talk." Eric interupted her and he put his hands gently on her waist, propelling her backwards to the table in the middle of the room. In the moonlight streaming in through the window Sandra could see him staring at her intently. She tried to pull her eyes away from that magnetic gaze but couldn't. Damn him, there was something inately attractive about him- so attractive that she knew that she was going to have sex with him, despite her promises to her husband to be a true and faithful wife. Her mind justified it by telling her she was planning on letting him know she wanted a divorce when they returned back to their Toorak mansion. "No." Sandra said in response, unable to think of anything to say. The power of speach had momentarily deserted her. Which was strange- after all wasn't she a business woman who never trembled before anyone? "Take your dress off, I bet you look lovely naked." Eric said, his hands moving up her waist, towards her chest. "So no small talk then?" Sandra joked, half kidding, half stalling for time. He laughed and leant forward to kiss her, his mouth hungrily devouring hers as if he was starving. Finding herself responding as though she was equally hungry Hectors wife clasped her hands around his neck, pulling his body tight against her own. She felt his arousal, his cock pushed against her. He stopped kissing her and roughly pushed her to her knees, indicating exactly what he wanted. Hectors wife felt as though she should resist- damn she didn't even know if he had been fucking his wife before he met her - but she was completely unable too. Fumbling with the buttons on his jeans, she managed to open them and was shocked to see he was wearing no underwear. She was immediately confronted with his throbbing, pulsing, red cock in her face. It was, in her humble opinion, huge, certainly bigger than her husband's. Thinking of her husband made her hesitate but Eric was having none of that. He pulled her head towards him and so she took his cock into her mouth. He was so big for a moment she almost gagged but then she recovered and began to suck with such enthusiasm he was shocked. Hectors wife was giving him head as though her life depended on it and he wasn't complaining. But as he was getting ready to cum she pulled away and stood up, pulling her dress up to expose her lacy panties. Eric needed no hint and he removed her panties with an almost savage motion. He dropped into the nearest chair, pulling Hectors wife onto his lap where she guided his cock, sticky with her saliva, between her pussy lips. Sandra moaned loudly as Eric's thick cock fucked against the walls of her wet pussy. She leant forward to kiss him gently on the lips and began to move her wet pussy up and down on top of him, fucking energetically. Eric threw his head back as she continued fucking her pussy up and down on top of him, as he was fucking his cock as far into her as he could possibly manage....... To Read the Complete Story click Here . |