Hello my name is jenny i am forty two and I have been married to my husband for the past 21 years. we have a very nice lifestyle and don't really want for much as he takes care of all the household expenses . Our sex life is what you a lot of couples would call below average (about twice a month). I still have a good figure and i am a size 12 and i have jet bkack hair and deep brown eyes. I wear expensive clothes charged to my husband card and he doesn't mind as he likes me to look good. I get bored at home and have been looking for things to occupy my time and a little indepence money would be nice. Not that i need it but it would be nice just to say this is mine. what follows is a true account of what occurred several months ago. I looked in the local paper and saw an advert for a part time shop assistant Which was two afternoons a week. I told my husband that i was interested so he said that is fine by him. Some nights it can be gone nine o'clock before he is home. Anyway i went for an interview and found out that it was a corner shop come bookshop the man who owned the shop was a very polite and courteous man of indian origin. So i started the following week the hours from 2 o'clock until eight. The front shop was a general store and the back shop was the bookshop i was a little taken aback when i discovered that there was a very explicit adult section on the back shelf. of the shop. There was only a curtain separating it from the main part of the shop. The owners brother Malik would some days work there and he had that look about him that of a dirty old man. He is about 50 years old and balding with a large belly and looked like he could do with a good clean up. It was one day i was tidying up the books when he came in and stood close to me and said seen anything you fancy// no i haven't i said yea yea he said that's what they all say. He then said when you come back next time ill give you a personal tour of the porn books. He was very cocky and said i bet you love that wouldn't you,, no i would not so don't even bother. For the next few weeks i constantly thought about this disgusting man and his seedy attitude but to my horror found myself thinking of him if my husband made love to me. For some reason this made me come much more quickly. Then 2 days later i found myself sat outside the shop in my car not knowing whether to go back in or no. After 20 minutes or so i plucked up the courage and went in to work. Entering the shop Malik saw me and called me over boasting about how he knew i would love to see the porn. How dare he talk to me like that the arrogant sod with that he walked over to the shop door and locked it. He then took hold of my hand and led me into the adult section,asking me what i was into. I am not into anything i muttered... yea a likely story he said with confidence... i know what turns you on he asked again?. I was getting flustered and was about to turn around and walk out when he grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him. I think you posh birds love a bit of rough don't you? he said before putting his arm around my waist and pulled me into him. He pushed me back against the wall trying push his disgusting tongue into my mouth/// why i didn't struggle i will never know but neither did i respond straight away. Then as i felt his tongue in my mouth and his hands groping me i felt my pussy responding quite dramatically and started to respond to this dirty old man. Here i was in the shop with a fat balding smelly man who i normally wouldn't look twice at and was responding to his groping. He was talking pure filth saying things like i knew you were easy,, you rich tarts always are the filthy talk was really turning me on. He grabbed my skirt and pushed it up above my waist so my french knickers were on show. He said i knew you were up for it and i couldn't believe just how wet my pussy was getting. Oh lovely black hairy pussy waiting to be fucked you dirty rich bitch. Before i knew it he had two fingers up my saturated pussy roughly bringing me to my first orgasm. All the time he was calling me a dirty whore and telling me how i was a filthy rich slut. I then saw him drop his trousers and saw his cock sticking out like a flag pole and said you love rough cock. don't you ? and at that moment he was right. He placed my hand on his hard cock and got me to wank him until it felt really really hard. He then he pushed me over some table and inserted is hard cock inside me without any condom on it. For some reason i did not object and i came again with him still calling me cock loving slut. I did feel really cheap and dirty but i was responding to it. He was on top of me and grunting and i could smell his b.o . but this only seemed to turn me on even more. I was gripping his hair as he ploughed me like my husband never has// i went through another orgasm as he shouted that he was going to fill me up like the slut you are. By now i was lost in lust when he said were do want in it your married pussy yes just take me do what you want. I then felt him tense up as he proceeded to fill me his hot sperm deep inside me it was like sex used to be many years ago. When he pulled out he demanded i lick and suck his cock clean like a whore would,, so i did it. I was down on my knees and sucking his semi erect smelly cock clean. and I must admit while i was on my knees i felt like a cheap whore with his cock in my mouth. After that i pulled myself together and made my way To the shop door and told i won't be back he just said see you tomorrow told i told him i am not coming back. Then with a smirk on his face he said oh you will be back and wanting more. I got home and had a shower but i had to admit to myself that i did respond to his abuse and filthy remarks to me. I am a respectable wife but that i was before this happened so rightly or wrongly i went back. My husband is not that interested in sex so Malik is till smelling of b.o. and still fucking me and i am still letting him. Deep down i know its wrong but i cant say no ,,i have now got a sex life again