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03/01/2015
Remember the wash room I told you about, at Sheila's employer's house? A week after Sheila got out of the hospital, Buster waited for the old man to leave; he went "to town" every morning for a couple of hours to drink coffee and talk with his group of friends at a fast-food joint. Buster gave him five minutes head start, then pulled his van in the driveway. Sheila heard his light tapping at the door, and her lady was just down for a nap, so she went out to the carport. Buster visited with her and she pretended to scold him about the little hospital encounter. They got a good laugh about me getting caught, then he grabbed her and said "You need some more get-well sex!" She smiled, but pushed him back and replied, "I'm feeling just fine!" Buster rubber he shoulders and brushed her face and turned on the charm until she finally gave in and headed to the little wash room.
They made out passionately, then he pulled out his pecker and put her hand on it. Sheila squeezed gently as it rose, then went to her knees, thinking he might be satisfied with a quick blow-job. She sucked him rock hard, then he pulled her up, turned her around and pushed her gently but firmly down on the clothes dryer. She protested mildly, but the wheels were in motion. He reached around, undid her pants and yanked panties and all down to her ankles. Sheila kicked off one shoe and pulled her foot out of the pants. She spread for him and he rubbed his dick on her pussy lips, then slid in the head. She positioned herself a little better, with her ass lifted and he began to hump. Sheila gripped the edge of the dryer, groaned a bit, then he drove it home. She winced a bit from the pain, but he grabber her hips and pulled them up so he could have better access. He went back and forth between short, shallow strokes and slamming her hard. She bit her lip to try to keep quiet, although it was unlikely anyone would hear. He quit the short strokes and hammered her pussy good. The whole sex act didn't last but about five minutes, but Sheila described to me later how intense that five minutes felt. "He was fucking so hard that he was lifting me up and we moved the dryer six inches until it was up against the washer!" She told me. When Buster orgasmed, he made no noise other than a deep, stifled grunt. He stayed in place until his dick softened and fell out; Sheila turned around, cleaned up his now-flaccid cock with her mouth and tongue. After that, he flipped it over into his jeans and buckled his belt. Sheila told him, "Now you get out of here so I can go back to work!"
I don't feel threatened by Sheila's relationship with Buster. They both care deeply for each other, and I don't mind if she gets her pussy serviced by him from time to time. My wife loves me, but needs more attention than I can give. When she's been with Buster, I notice she's easier to live with and our sex life is better. Most of their encounters are what you would call "quickies," but they aren't complaining, so I'm not. We do live in a fairly small town, and it could get really uncomfortable if our arrangement became news, but I'll take that chance; it's nobody's business but ours.
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They made out passionately, then he pulled out his pecker and put her hand on it. Sheila squeezed gently as it rose, then went to her knees, thinking he might be satisfied with a quick blow-job. She sucked him rock hard, then he pulled her up, turned her around and pushed her gently but firmly down on the clothes dryer. She protested mildly, but the wheels were in motion. He reached around, undid her pants and yanked panties and all down to her ankles. Sheila kicked off one shoe and pulled her foot out of the pants. She spread for him and he rubbed his dick on her pussy lips, then slid in the head. She positioned herself a little better, with her ass lifted and he began to hump. Sheila gripped the edge of the dryer, groaned a bit, then he drove it home. She winced a bit from the pain, but he grabber her hips and pulled them up so he could have better access. He went back and forth between short, shallow strokes and slamming her hard. She bit her lip to try to keep quiet, although it was unlikely anyone would hear. He quit the short strokes and hammered her pussy good. The whole sex act didn't last but about five minutes, but Sheila described to me later how intense that five minutes felt. "He was fucking so hard that he was lifting me up and we moved the dryer six inches until it was up against the washer!" She told me. When Buster orgasmed, he made no noise other than a deep, stifled grunt. He stayed in place until his dick softened and fell out; Sheila turned around, cleaned up his now-flaccid cock with her mouth and tongue. After that, he flipped it over into his jeans and buckled his belt. Sheila told him, "Now you get out of here so I can go back to work!"
I don't feel threatened by Sheila's relationship with Buster. They both care deeply for each other, and I don't mind if she gets her pussy serviced by him from time to time. My wife loves me, but needs more attention than I can give. When she's been with Buster, I notice she's easier to live with and our sex life is better. Most of their encounters are what you would call "quickies," but they aren't complaining, so I'm not. We do live in a fairly small town, and it could get really uncomfortable if our arrangement became news, but I'll take that chance; it's nobody's business but ours.
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