I referred to my wife as Jen and Jan the other day. Sorry about that but neither is her real name as I have changed all names.

I was up showered, shaved and dressed smartly (as I’d been told we were going somewhere posh for lunch).  As I waited for Anita to come for me (No pun intended) I felt like a fourteen year old going on a date. I asked Jen why she had denied me sex all week. “Because I’ve promised Neeta a good time today, haven’t I? and so I’m sending you on heat.” She laughed. Just then Anita’s car pulled into the drive. I felt my balls tighten even then.

I grabbed my jacket, gave Jen a kiss, she squeezed my cock through my trousers and then I went out to get in the car. Neeta was all in black, a black dress, black high heels, which I’m not sure she should have been driving in, and what I hoped were black stockings. I asked her where we were going, and she just said that I would see. We drove a good way out into the country, to a place I was surprised that she had got a table at, at such short notice, especially as this was the last Sunday before Christmas.

We approach the head waiter he greeted Anita by name and then lead her to a table in a back corner, well out of the way. We ate a very nice meal, accompanied by a glass of wine each, I didn’t want to spoil my performance and Neeta was driving. We can have a drink when we get home, if you like. I caught a nice glimpse of stocking top as we got back in the car and my expectations were running high.

It seemed to take forever to get back to Neeta’s and the conversation was getting more and more suggestive. By the time we did get back I was glad that there was no-one around to see the way the front of my trousers were tented out. As soon as we walked through the door into the hall we were in each other’s arms, kissing passionately. I was rubbing my hands all over her body and I could feel her nipples getting harder.

“Do you want a drink?” she asked me. “Only if it’s from you I said. We made our way up the stairs and into her bedroom. What a place, there was a king-sized bed dominating the space, but there didn’t appear to have any wardrobes. When I asked her about this she laughed at me and said that all her stuff was hung in the box room, as she didn’t need the space now she was on her own.

I stepped forward and put my arms around her kissing her deeply. I took the opportunity to unzip her dress as I did. She stepped away from me to let it fall to the floor. She stood a moment to give me a look at her in the black nickers, bra suspenders and her sheer black stockings. She looked sensational, still stood in the mega high heels. (I still wonder how she had driven in them.) I stood looking at her superb body for a moment, marvelling at how flat her stomach was for a woman her age.

I again wrapped my arms around her, this time unhooking her bra she eased it down her arms and dropped it on the floor, hooked her thumbs in the waist band of her pants and they too were soon on the floor. Before climbing onto the bed, where I wasted no time in joining her.

I was soon sucking on her nipples, taking them one at a time into my mouth. I had worked two fingers into her hole, which was still very tight. “Will you go down and do that thing with your tongue that you did the other day for me?” she begged. “No, I have something better in mind.” I told her.” And got her to place a knee either side of my head and sit on my face.

I first sucked her clit out of its hood and then ran my tongue over it she moaned deeply and worked her hips up and down on my face. Her clit was on my chin one moment and the next it was pressed against my nose, as she groaned out an orgasm, filling my mouth with her juices. She made as to roll off me, but I held her in place for a moment and then slide her down my body, the nylon of her stockings rubbing against me as she did, and as she reached my engorged cock I told her to lower herself down onto it, telling her that she now had control as to how deep, how fast and the length of the strokes.

Neeta lowered herself down slowly and very carefully, onto my cock, sighing as it went deeper into her. As it got about halfway, she eased herself back up a little before dropping all the way down, taking it deeper than it had ever been. “Oh god, that’s virgin territory you’re in now.” She wailed out as a new wave of orgasm hit her and she fell forward top of me.

 I rolled her over onto her side with her legs around my back, it felt fantastic to feel her nylon clad legs rubbing me. As I ploughed into her she moaned and groaned the whole time. I gripped her bum in my hands as I rolled her onto her back and continued to fuck her as hard as I could.

I was now struggling to hold back and know that the only way was for a complete change of position. I stood at the side of the bed and pulled her around to face me, before lifting her legs around my waist and re-entering her now soaking hole. Anita came again as after a few minutes I sped up the pace I with a groan I came spurting into her.

I fell forwards on top of her and she put her arms around me, sobbing that she never felt Col’s spunk hit the top of her shut and she hoped that it wasn’t a one off. I told her that I hoped the same. After we had got our breath back, I stood back up and slipped my trousers back on. Neeta pulled a transparent negligee around her. “Think I had better take these shoes off now, before I do you an injury.” She said. Sadly, she also took off her stockings and suspenders.

Back downstairs we opened a bottle of wine and as we drank it, I asked. “If you are over the limit, how am I going to get home?” She replied. “Don’t worry Jen is going to fetch you back around nine.” she said. “So, we have plenty of time for round two, or even three.” She went on hopefully.

Being careful not to drink to much myself, I made sure that Anita had the lions share of the wine. With my looking at Anita’s sexy body, it wasn’t long before I was getting hard again. I took hold of her hand and pulled her up saying. “Come on, round two is just around the corner.” And led her back up to the bedroom.

 Neeta knelt on the bed and asked me to do her from the back, as she had never had that before the other day and not wanting to disappoint the lady, I stood behind her and using my hand as a guide, I inserted my prick back into her. She mumbled something incoherently, before saying “Oh fuck Col never went twice in a day or made me come five times in a session.” I felt like the king of the world.

As we screwed, I gripped her hips and rubbed her pert little bum, and just for a moment slipped out of her hole and wiped my cock up her bum crack before re-entering her. Now with her juices smeared over her star I slipped my thumb into her arse. She tried to pull forward saying that it was painful, but I held her in place with my other hand as I twisted my thumb around a little, working it back and forth. She didn’t object as much when she started to come, wailing out that I was a bastard to make her come like that.

She pulled herself forward off both my thumb and my cock. I thought that maybe I had gone too far, but no she had wiggled up the bed until laid full length said. “Get on top and fuck me daft.” I was in there quicker than a rat up a drain and soon with her arms and legs wrapped around me, pulling me in as far as I could possibly get, she came screaming. It was about as loud as I had ever heard anyone scream in orgasm.

I slowed the pace for a few minutes, giving her time to recover, before I rolled her over on her side and entered her from behind. Another first for her, apparently. It wasn’t to long before I slipped my left hand under her to grip her hip and after reaching over to squeeze her tits for a little time and then grab her other hip and slam into her for the last twenty or so strokes. Anita came gripping my cock with the walls of her pussy, as she did.

 “You splashed the top of my fanny again then.” she said, “I want to feel that again in round three now.” She was being hopeful I thought but hope springs eternal and as my now flaccid cock slipped out of her, she rolled over towards me.

We kissed, as reached down to fondle my limp member. “What if I do that oral thing for you, that you did for me?” she asked. Before I could answer was kneeling between my legs, with my cock in one hand and my balls in the other. My nuts were already tingling.

She dipped her head and sucked me into her mouth, running her tongue around the helmet. I was definitely stirring now. Then as she pulled back her head, she sucked my nob hard before sinking back down onto it. “Are you sure that you haven’t done this before?” I asked. “No never.” Was her reply. She was a natural and had me hard again in no time at all, which I must admit came as a surprise to me.

She stopped sucking and said. “Shuffle up the bed a bit and prop yourself up on the headboard.” I did as I was told, and Neeta put her knees on either side of me reach under her to guide me in and sat on my now rampant cock.

Neeta lifted herself up and down on me mumbling as she did, then with a sigh she started to work herself back and forth getting faster and faster, until with a squeal, she came. “And now you can use me anyway you want, hard and fast, until I get the last drop of spunk out of your balls.

I promptly rolled her onto her side for a back shot, I gripped her hips and thrust into her as hard and fast as I could. She was squealing now alright, but then I was grunting. Had it not been for the fact that this was my third time today I wouldn’t have last more than three minutes, but I think we were at it for at least ten, before I almost knocked her out of bed with a final thrust and dribbled out my last drop.

We both lay panting, then when we had both recovered Neeta suggested a shower together. As I soaped her, I couldn’t resist giving her clit a last rub, she almost jumped on me as I bought her off, once again. By the time we went downstairs there was just enough time for a cup of tea, before Jen was due, to pick me up. As we waited Anita said. “I bet Paula and Linn would like to borrow you, for a while, neither of them is getting much from their old man.” That was left hanging, as at that moment Jen arrived.

Promptly at six she drove into the drive and Neeta let her in. “I thought about keeping him all night.” She said to Jen. “But I don’t think he would be much more use to me, before tomorrow.” They both laughed. “You’ve made good use of him then?” Jem asked. “About as much as I could.” Neeta replied. “Well, we will have to see how we go from here then won’t we. He doesn’t have anything on until the eleventh.” “Hey I am here.” I said. “Yes, but we don’t want to know your opinion.” Jen answered. “I’ll give you a call, later and we can work something out, okay.”

With that we said our goodbyes and left. On the way home Jen asked me for the details and I told her she would have to wait and read them on here. I don’t know what is going to happen now.