This is a true story about Mac our postman. Around six years ago while Mac is on his rounds in our estate he stops at our house on the Northside of Dublin to deliver a package, my wife Beth answered the  door to Mac and they proceeded to have a chat. Beth asks Mac how was his wife because she had heard she was poorly. Mac emotionally tells Beth they've discovered some incurable brain tumours. Seeing Mac's distress she gives Mac a big hug and expresses her sympathy. I shook Mac's hand and drove off to work my taxi.                                                                          My wife later told me that they chatted for another 20 minutes and Mac proceeded with his round but not before Beth said call in anytime for a coffee. Two months had passed and I came home one afternoon and Mac's car was outside. I entered the house and greeted Mac who was sipping a coffee opposite my wife.  His wife had maybe months if not weeks. As we chatted and we discussed holidays, Mac informs us his last holiday had been eighteen months ago which was the last time jokingly he said he and his wife had sex. He also said they had no children.  I looked at my wife's face only to find an expression of sympathy! I thought strange that, she obviously  has some kind of feelings for Mac. Now describing Mac, he's 5ft  7inchs slim,mousey hair. After two hours Mac was leaving but not before I got his number and put it on Beth's phone with her knowledge. I said to Mac let Beth know of any changes.  I went upstairs and looked back down to the hall as Mac was about to leave Beth hugged Mac, he pulled her tightly into him placing one of his hands on her waist resting on the top of her ass . The other hand was in the  middle of her back squeezing her to him. Beth hadn't put a bra on as it was early  morning just a loose fitting top. I set her up on what's App to communicate with Mac, this I did so as I could manipulate her messages to Mac. Shes not tec savy and I have ready access to her phone at home. I sent Mac the first message without Beth knowing,  it simply said hi Mac, Just giving you my number.  Bethxxx. I promptly deleted the message  from her phone. Mac soon replied, thanks Beth you really perked me up especially the hug. Xxx Covid hit and Mac decided  it would be better to meet in a nearby park and grab a coffee.  I went to the first meeting, made my excusses to go and work . I covertly watched  their meetings from a hidden vantage point in an apartment complex whilst sitting in my car. Mac's texts to Beth were now for arranging meet ups in th park . I would reply back can't wait to see you, BethXXX and delete it. Their meet ups always lasted 90 minutes approx and ended in an embrace with which Mac was becoming ever more daring with his hand placement. Their meetings were once a week not always on the same day due to Mac visiting his wife  in hospital. Then the sad news came Mac's wife passed away. She was to be laid to rest in her hometown which meant an overnight stay. With no hotels open we stayed at a friends holiday  cottage not far from the cemetery. The ceremony ended quickly  due to covid and as luck would have it Mac came back to the cottage. I received a phone call which meant I had to pick up a regular client to take him to the airport. I told Beth I would come back early the next morning and collect her. As I anticipated Mac perked up in his chair and said "that's a shame, she'll be ok ,it's very quiet down here" Before I left I straightened a mirror, seemingly fixing my shirt but switching on a tiny camera concealed by the mirror. I said my goodbyes making sure I kissed my wife full on the lips with my hands on her waist pulling her into me, knowing Mac was watching. Next morning I returned the cottage was pristine, beds made nothing out of place I looked outside in the recycling bin, an empty bottle of wine and several empty beer cans. Did Mac stay long i asked Beth! No she replied about  an hour or two and then I watched Netflix and went to bed. When I arrived home Beth went shoppin and I proceeded to view the camera footage in my mancave. There was no sound on the footage captured but what appeared to take place when I left, was Beth sitting opposite Mac moved over to where Mac was sitting because he was obviously emotional wiping his eyes. She put her arm around him and hugged Mac. Mac's head was on Beth's shoulder for about 30 seconds when Beth kissed his cheek, he then lifted his head and kissed Beth on her cheek. In that moment they were locked in a gaze with each other before they were both started deep French  kissing. At this point Mac took the lead and unzipped Beth's dress from the back revealing her breasts, he was certainly a patient lover as he spent time kissing her breasts and teasing her nipples with his tongue. Beth stood facing him and stepped out of her dress revealing her French knickers and stockings. Mac at that point was caressing her buttocks,  then Beth dropped to her knees unzipped Mac's black Jean's releasing his manhood. She kissed his manhood and started sinking it deep in her throat. He lay back clearly in ecstasy as with every deepthroat he just exploded into Beth's mouth which she gladly swallowed. They seemed to stop for some wine and beer with Beth still in her lingerie engaging in some kissing before Mac stood up took his top off and jeans . He took Beth's hand pulled her up from the couch turned Beth around so her ass was arched towards Mac with both her hands gripping the back of the couch, he then entered Beth from behind and with every stroke she was in heaven. He then seemed to slow,stop spread her ass cheeks and fucked her anally.  This lasted 10 to 12 minutes before  both of them collapsed onto the couch intermittently kissing ,Mac left about an hour later. Months later Mac continues to be our postman but is soon to start a  new life in Spain with his new partner. I never let it be known what I knew as I get turned on by my wife's daliance with our postman.