My wife wanted a coffee making machine for her work and saw one on E-Bay. Price reasonable, good condition, Hull pick up. It was Easter weekend and the deal was made that we picked up the machine on the Sunday. However we postponed it for a day when the family decided they wanted to visit us so Monday was the day instead. What an awful day greeted us, constant rain from the moment we opened our eyes. We finished up setting off mid morning and arrived at the house via sat nav one hour later. My wife Liz is a size twelve with lovely rounded breasts, gorgeous legs and a sexy face which added to the covered assets between her legs, a very sensual mind to complement the body. Having had plenty of fun in the past she is able to judge men easily. The door opened and he ushered us in. I was needing fuel in the car and asked if there was a garage anywhere near and he said it was around half a mile. I soon found it and got filled up. Returning to the house, Liz was ready to go with the machine in its box. He bade a cheery farewell and we left. We had got about a mile or so when she said that he had made a pass at her 'Just like Maurice' she said. I remembered Maurice, a guy who fucked her dizzy one night after the races, and for a few months after. I felt my cock twitch but was powerless to do anything as I was driving. I spoke about her taking him up on his gesture and she said 'That was what I thought you would say' I continued by suggesting she might ring him for some more information about the machine and she said he did not seem to know too much about it. Just then the phone rang on her mobile, it was him saying she had left the instruction manual at his place but he was going out immediately and would be absent until the Tuesday. She said she would need them as she needed to explain to some assistants how it worked so we would return for them the next day. I saw her in deep thought and waited until we were home before we inspected a bit closer and found a lid was also missing, she was certain that had been packed at the same time as the instructions, but there was no sign of either. I said I bet he wanted to get her back at his place alone. I saw her looking at me and she said she expected that sort of suggestion from me. We said little until bedtime as we had loads to do, tidying the house after the family had run riot. As we lay in bed I cuddled up to her and twiddled her nipples which were very hard. She murmured softly as I whispered dirty suggestions of what she might get up to when she returned to Hull in the morning. I felt her cunt had become wet and she was playing with my cock. She turned over to face me and asked what he might do to her and I told her s story of him fucking her and shooting his spunk deep in her cunt. She asked what I wanted her to do and I said 'Give him your naked body, let him have you as much as you want his cock' As I mentioned his cock, she was rampant and climbed over me, roughly grabbing my cock and saying 'Hope it's as big as Maurice's' I said it would be and she was going to be able to feast on it, suck him off, let him be dirty with her and feel his big cock stretching her. She came heavily on me, almost knocking the wind out of me as she writhed down on me and screamed as she came. I came too and was like a damp rag afterwards. She talked about it saying he appeared to be well hung going by the bulging trouser front, she wanked me again as she spoke. She gave me a long and lovely kiss as she said she loved me for allowing her to do these things and I reminded her that it turned me on tremendously knowing she was enjoying being fucked. Next morning she was up early and in the bath singing and humming as she soaked her naked body. The world was a nicer place, breakfast was taken and the sun was through. I saw she had been on her mobile and she said she was going to be in Hull for ten. I only needed a couple of bluebirds and a deer peering in through the kitchen window and it was Snow White all over again. I loved it when she was on a sexual high not only that she going to fuck another guy, but I would get all the dirty details later when she returned and a screw of the highest calibre as thanks. She came downstairs dressed in a white dress, the neckline plunging. Her legs in nearly nude stockings and white matching three piece underwear, bra, panties and suspenders, red shoes and no jacket she was out to get her man. Knowing the house was on a new estate, there was a chance that she might be seen going into his house, but she said she could park close to his door and most likely any neighbours would probably be at work after Easter. She left just before nine and we spoke as she reached his house. She said she was outside and his car was there, the curtains still closed and the neighbours' cars were all gone so unlikely to be seen. I wished her good fucking and hoped she got plenty of cock and heard her giggle and say 'Me too' According to Liz, this was happened. He opened the door seconds after she rang the bell and she stepped inside. He said she looked fabulous and offered her a cup of coffee. She thanked him and asked for the forgotten items which were on the kitchen table close to a box of condoms casually arranged in full view with the contents on show. He made conversation, asking inane questions about the journey and then brought the cups across and sat down next to her on the sofa. He was leaning forwards and looking down her cleavage and getting the perfect eyeful and she knew it. He complemented her again and said he hoped she was not in a rush and he had cancelled appointments that day, then closed in and kissed her full on the lips, finding each others; tongues and becoming lost in the moment as his free hand massaged her breast and moved over the exposed bulge of flesh. She felt her nipples stiffen up even more and felt herself losing any lingering doubts. She knew he was going to fuck her. His hand went up her dress and found the suspender belt, the top of her stockings, the bare thigh and her panties in a whirl of exploration. Her thighs opened and she was ready for the coming erotic minutes, when flesh met flesh and cock met cunt. They kissed and fondled each other, Liz finding a generous lump in his trousers. She managed to unzip him, a hot fleshy lump lay curled beneath his pants and she drew the top band down and flicked his prick free, then wanked him to get his stiffness in all its glory. Looking across at it she saw he was indeed almost the same size as Maurice, almost nine inches in length and as thick as a beer can, Maurice used to lose his erection if his blood filled his cock for too long so she was keen to keep this one under control. He asked her to lean forwards and she did, allowing him to unzip her dress and get it off. She stood up to let him remove it and lay it across the armchair. He told her how fabulous she looked and she suggested he remove his trousers and pants and got naked. \he did not need telling twice and stood naked as she sat in her underwear on the sofa. The atmosphere was electric now and she lost her bra and had his tongue running round her nipples. Her pussy was soaked, she had already had a squirt she was that turned on. Lifting her bum she let him remove her panties and see her trimmed cunt for the first time. He dropped between her legs and began to lick her lovely cunt as she held his head and urged him on., she squirted again and almost fainted with excitement. His sofa was shining with her cum and a growing stain on the floor demonstrated how wild she was for sex. Her bum was soaked and her thighs slicked with it. Liz said she was in some sort of trance, concentrating on his cock as if it was a snake and she was remembering all the wonderful fucks Maurice had given her as well as the bountiful spunk he filled her with. He fucked her downstairs and when they had finished, he led her up to the bedroom for a rest and a second session. This was when she asked his name and he told he was Simon and he was going to fuck her all day. Liz said she would have to phone me to say she was delayed and might be late home. Her words were ' Hi, I have been fucked by Simon and we want to do it again a few times. I am in his bed right now and I will make sure he fills me with spunk and I want to suck him off, I love you and see you later.' I sort of expected it but it was fabulous getting a voicemail which I could repeat as much as I like in future. I replayed it five or six times straight off. It was after nine that night when she came back in. She glowed with a sexy aura and she was very tired. Simon had been rampant and she said she might see him again in a few weeks time when he returned from Saudi where he had a contract