When I was 19 I met a gorgeous, red-headed, sex kitten named Maria. I fell instantly in love with her and thankfully she fell in love with me. We began an intense and often stormy relationship that lasted for about 2 years before we went our separate ways. Much as she loved me, Maria just couldn’t keep her legs closed when I wasn’t around. I met another girl shortly after and we ended up getting married, as we are to this day. I am now 34 and hadn’t seen Maria for over ten years until I met her in my local supermarket 6 weeks ago. She was still stunning, if anything more so than I remembered. We went for a coffee and she told me she had married an American guy and moved to Chicago where she had lived until they moved back to England with their two kids last year. As we talked I realized that Maria had lost none of her sexual drive because she was flirting with me from the start. To be honest I don’t think she even realizes she does it, it’s just part of her nature. Whatever the reasons for her flirting, it was having an effect on me and I found it hard to resist the urge to flirt back. I had never been unfaithful to my wife but if Maria had asked me, I would have gone straight home with her and fucked her silly. She didn’t and we parted, but swapped mobile numbers. I met her about a week later and once again went for a coffee. She flirted with me again, but this time there was no doubt about whether she was conscious of it or not. She told me that she had always been sorry that we split up and that she missed my cock. I am fortunate enough to have a fine specimen, eight and a half inches long, uncut and just over 5 inches in diameter. Her flirting was having a big effect on me and I felt an almost overwhelming urge to get up, throw her on the table, rip off her knickers and fuck her brains out. I had made no attempt to stop her feet rubbing me which she obviously took as a come on because her foot worked its way up to my crotch and started rubbing my growing bulge. There is very little cover provided by the tables in the coffee shop so anyone who was looking would be able to clearly see what she was doing. She looked me in the eyes and said that it looked like my cock missed her too. She said her husband was playing golf and wouldn’t be home until mid afternoon and that we should go back to her house. I was so caught up in the excitement of the moment that I instantly agreed. I followed her car to her house and parked around the corner. By the time I got to her house she had already removed her jeans and knickers and answered the door naked from the waist down. My cock almost burst my trousers when I saw her beautiful, trimmed red bush. She has put on a little weight since she was younger, but still has a fantastic figure that would give any bloke and instant hard on. She said nothing, but took my hand and led me upstairs to the bedroom. I needed a pee and when I came out of the bathroom she was naked on the bed with her legs spread, gently rubbing her clit. Her tits had also grown since I last saw them, whereas the used to be not much more than a handful, motherhood had increased their size considerably. While I had been in the loo, the voice of guilt had been whispering in my ear telling me I shouldn’t be doing this and to go home, but when I saw her on the bed I just whipped off my clothes and jumped on her. There was very little foreplay and within about five minutes I was fucking her like a demented 18 year old. She kept telling me how much she had missed being fucked by me and how much better I was than her husband. The feel of her vagina wrapped around my cock and her dirty talk got the better of me and much as I wanted to prolong our mating, I couldn’t stop my orgasm and exploded inside her. She hadn’t come yet, but we calmed down for a few minutes and just hugged and kissed each other. She didn’t let me rest for long though and soon her expert tongue and mouth were bringing my limp manhood back to life. When I was good and hard she mounted me and began to slowly grind her self onto me. After a few minutes of this her breath quickened and I felt her vaginal muscles grasp my cock as she had a very intense orgasm. When it had subsided I lifted her off me and positioned her on all fours. I entered her and started fucking her hard and fast. She came again and shortly afterwards I deposited another load of come inside her. After another while of kissing and cuddling, I told her I had to go but she said she couldn’t send me home to my wife with my cock smelling of another woman’s cunt. She went down on me and began licking all around my crotch working her way to my balls and finally to my cock which was once again ready for action. I don’t remember her being that good at giving blow jobs when we went out together years ago, but she had obviously done a lot of practicing over the years because it wasn’t long before I could feel my spunk beginning to stir. I told her I was going to come which made her suck even harder leading me to pump what little spunk I had left into her mouth. She swallowed the whole lot and kept gently sucking my cock until it became too sensitive. She gave me another long kiss and I got dressed and left. On the way home the spell started to disperse and I realized the full facts of what I had just done. I had been unfaithful to my wife and worse, fucked a woman who I knew to be promiscuous without any form of protection. I began to feel really guilty and disgusted with myself. When I got home I rang her and told her I had thoroughly enjoyed our lovemaking but felt so guilty about my unfaithfulness. I also mentioned my fears about having unprotected sex, which in retrospect could have been insulting, but she didn’t take any offence and assured me that there was no problem with disease or pregnancy, which made me feel better. I swore to myself that I would never betray my wife again, but when I got a call from her during the week she once again entranced me and the following evening I picked her up in my car and we drove to a nearby hotel and spent two hours having the most incredible sex. Since then we have met on two other occasions and although I should feel bad about it, I no longer do. The sex is just too good and that is what it is, just sex. I don’t want to leave my wife and be with her, but while she wants to use my cock she is welcome to.