So there was no time to waste was there

I dived in the shower, desperately trying to keep the noise down and not wake my kids.

Trying to scoop the cum out of my cunt, and get my tits cleaned

Fuck I was excited, I’d been fucked by different guys ob consecutive days maybe twice, but not literally an hour apart before.

Good job I didn’t need to spend time getting dressed, my suspenders and stockings were on, and a pair of fuck me heels.

Slap applied with my fingers shaking , and trying to make my hair look like I hadn’t just been fucked.

30 minutes flew, and I dived down stairs to make sure Paul didn’t knock and wake the kids. Bit ironic being the responsible parent for a split second!! I had a few minutes to catch my breath, I stood with my back to the wall, taking it all in. Like, is this really happening. A year ago I’d been married to this boring unemotional man my senior, and here I was now, literally whoring it up.

I closed my eyes, and wondered what Paul would feel like inside me. What heights would I find, or should that be depths !!

Anyway, gentle tap on the pane of glass. There was my black stallion, gorgeous big grin, strong muscly chest in a tight t shirt. Shit.

I opened the door as little as I could to prevent the neighbours seeing me literally starkers, and he was in the hall.

He just looked me up and down , and without saying a word, gestured for me to do a twirl for him. Which I willingly and ironically coyly did.

My nipples were Rock hard and pussy swimming. I put my arms up above my head, against the wall, and Paul stood back and looked me up and down again.

We hadn’t exchanged a single word.

He then kissed me so lightly on the lips and stared me right in the eyes.

I stroked his dark face and felt how soft his skin was, and the smell of his cologne.

He pulled away, took my hand and walked into the cafe , through the kitchen. Obviously the blinds were down and it was all in darkness, and he told me to put a few lights on.

“ we all think about fucking you over the counterLindsay…. And now I’m gonna”

So in his big strong arms he lifted me up , onto the edge of the counter, and spread my legs….

Fuck I was on heat, he took his t shirt off, showing me his muscles and tatts, then he unbuckled his jeans and let his cock spring free

We hadn’t even snogged yet, he told me to get his cock and rub it up and down my lips. Which I did trembling , I was so fucking wet I don’t know how he didn’t just slide right in.

And with one thrust, he was in . I was still gripping it, and I felt him fill me, looking me right in the eyes, never having kissed me properly.

He reached up , grabbed my hair, and then rhythmically just started to grind into me.

He said, play with your clit. Which I did, nodding obediently.

The sight of that black cock sliding into me, here in the cafe , I felt such a slut, and I started to cum.

I could see my creamy white juice all over his black shaft, and all I can remember is him grunting as he shot in me.