I was married young, 19, I know, too young really. After several years, I was getting bored of early morning starts, working all day, getting home tired. The only sex was at the weekends, waking up early, my husband getting an early morning hard on, turning over for a quick screw. In the summer of 1984, i was 26 long time ago, i was just getting home when i heard a voice behind me. Hi i have just moved in next door, oh hello, then we had a chat just small talk, see you around i said then went into the house. That was that, however later on while having a shower i started thinking about him, how old, mm about 60 quite well built, perhaps builder i thought. I was rubbing my pussy and fingering myself while having this fantasy moment. While my husband was still at work, a few days later i knocked on this guys door, with a cake newly made a big smile white blouse and short wrap around skirt. I was standing there when a thought crossed my mind, what if he is not in ! or married ! i felt so guilty, with my husband at work and me having a fantasy with a guy more than twice my age. As i turned around to go, the door opened, sorry i was in the shower. His tea shirt was damp i could see the outlines of his body as i walked in, I made you this handing over the cake. He made some coffee and we sat down and as i did i noticed my skirt ride up, he had a good look i am sure. We chatted far a good while about my life and his and as i left asked if we could meet up again, so that was that we arranged to meet up Monday afternoon. What was the matter with me i thought, but Sunday morning came my husband rolled over in bed and we fucked, boring, except i thought of him, John. Monday came, so i spent time over my make up, dressed a bit tarty, my short black dress, black stockings, g- string, no i was very tarty. As i sat down in his living room i did not stop my dress riding up, way up ! A glass of wine was drank quickly, then another and another. His hand was moving up my leg slowly between my legs, i was wet and horny as we kissed. Then without talking we stood up and went upstairs, my dress was soon off but kept my stockings on, he stripped, wow a big guy broad shoulders, nice thighs and a very stiff cock. I lay back on the bed he pulled my legs around him and slid that cock into me, oh please fuck me hard. He did harder and faster than ever i have had before. Please guys let me know if you want to hear the rest. Alison