1. My Affair with Alison - Part 2


    Date: 8/28/2017, Categories: Cheating, Author: OlDannyBoy, Source: LushStories

    I couldn’t believe that my affair with Alison was going to happen. It really wasn’t an affair. It was sex. Here was a deep voiced, blue eyed, beautiful, prim and proper yet athletic Southern Belle willing to spread her legs for me. How did we go from normal neighbors with kids and spouses to planning a secret primal rendezvous? The night after our talk when she agreed to go through with it was difficult. Or I should say it was hard. She agreed to have illicit sex in a hotel. My mind was in overdrive and something was straining at my zipper. I wanted to walk up behind her, grind my crotch into her ass and cup her breasts in my hands. She would push her butt into my stiff cock and throw her head back, exposing her silky neck for me to kiss. Meanwhile I would gently squeeze her nipples. Or maybe she wanted them pinched hard. I wanted to find out. After dinner and getting the kids to bed, I was very horny. I wanted inside Alison. I approached my wife for sex and she reluctantly agreed. (We are calling her Broomhilda to protect the frigid.) There was no kissing and no passion. Jacking off might have been just as satisfying, but perfunctory sex was better than no sex at all. That night, I still got hard dreaming about Alison. Would she really go through with it? Would she show up at the hotel and play the part of a fantasy hooker like we discussed? The school bus stop routine was a little stifled. We talked as usual, but it was obvious what was on our minds. I couldn’t wait for ...
    the bus to leave. When it did, I just said, “I booked the room.” “Are we really going to do this?” Alison was blushing a little. “Yes, I want to have animal sex with you.” We traded information on the hotel and I said, “Be there at eleven.” “Okay,” was all she said, a bit coyly. There was no mistaking her ass movement as she walked back to her house. This woman was warming up to the idea of having sex with her neighbor, and she was feeling very desired. Maybe she didn’t get that feeling from her jock husband. I tried to get a little work done before our planned tryst, but couldn’t really focus. The phone rang about nine. It was Alison. “I had to have a glass of wine to calm my nerves. I can’t believe I’m drinking this early. I’m really not sure about this whole thing. I want to, but ...” I cut her off, “I want you to do this. I’ve been hard for you ever since we started talking about it. I want you to do something for me now.” “What?” “Take off your clothes and get in bed with your vibrator. Right now.” There was a long pause. I was hoping the wine had kicked in. All she said was, “I need to put the phone down.” I could hear some rustling, and then she was in bed as I had instructed her. I think she liked being told what to do, and explicit sex talk turned her on as well. She came back on the line. “Now use your vibrator while I tell you what I’m going to do to you later.” I went over the scenario again. She was to show up wearing a specific dress that I like. I could hear her ...
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