There was a time in history when contact magazines were as good a way of meeting willing women as any other. One day some body would invent the internet, but that was a while away. I had come by one of these magazines and sat down in my digs one evening to work my way through it. Some adverts had phone numbers, some box numbers to write to. Well, forget those for a start. Some had photos and some not. I produced a list of phone numbers with fairly local codes, checked those with photos to refine the list a little, and ended up with a short list of about 20 numbers. Of these half were discontinued numbers, a few numbers were answered by some tired old whore who didn't give a shit if you turned up or not. One or two just rang and rang with nobody answering. One number proved to be more promising. A cheerful voice answered. "Hi, my names Ray, and I got your number from an advert in a contact magazine" said I. "Oh yes, what would you like to know" she replied. "Well how about a little about you and some details about how I get to meet you" Well, she said she was 32, about 5 foot 4 inches and a size 14. She lived in a housing estate in Houghton Regis (near Dunstable for those who don't know) and was free most afternoons. She told me how much an hour with her would cost. Well, OK, no time like the present, we might have all gone up in radioactive smoke by the next day. I got in the car and went for a drive. Her directions were not bad and it took about 45 minutes to find the address. I parked round the corner, as usual, and walked to the house and rang the door bell. This is where things got a little difficult. After a short delay, the door opened and there was this large solid looking bloke. To say my heart skipped a couple of beats would be an understatement. I don't do violence and much prefer to avoid any sort of unpleasantness', but here I was turning up to fuck the lady of the house, and her feller had come to the door. The brain had gone into overdrive as to what excuse I could give to have innocently called at his front door, when he smiled and said "Hallo, come to see the wife then? You had better come in" before I knew it I was ushered into their living room and sat down on their large sofa. The same cheerful voice that had spoken on the phone greeted me from the kitchen." Hi Ray, I'll be through in a second. Would you like a glass on wine? What I needed was a double brandy at that moment, but I settled for a glass of white and within a couple of minutes she came through with a glass for me, one for herself and one for hubby. I was feeling a bit like the condemned man having his final meal, and expected hubby to produce a baseball bat at any moment. He must have picked up on this because he smiled again and said Don't worry mate, Mary (must be his wife's name I guessed) can come and sit beside you on the couch. Maybe I wasn't going to die after all. I gulped on the wine and tried to slow my heart rate a bit. Mary sat beside me, getting close, and snuggling up. She liked me it would seem. Hubby (Bill it turned out) started to make small talk. Very difficult for me as I was only there so I could fuck his wife. What do you say to a bloke in these circumstances? We started to talk bollocks about all sorts of stuff. Football, politics, the proposed local by pass for goodness sake. It seems he wasn't going to beat me up after all. I put my hand on his wife's knee while looking him in the eye to try and detect any hostility. No problem so far. I started to move my hand up her leg. Mary snuggled a little closer and her knees moved apart a little. It looed like I was making progress, Still no growling from the hubby. After a few minutes of this he said , quite calmly, "Are you going to take the wife upstairs then?" Well, after all, that's what I was there for, so I said" If that's alright with you then" "Yes, no problem mate he replied" Mary stood up, took my hand and lead me out into the hall and up the stairs to her bedroom. All very weird, but quite horny in a kinky sort of way. Jesus, Mary I said to her when we shut the bedroom door, I thought he was going to kill me when he opened the door. She smiled. all the time I was starting to undress her while she was undoing my trousers and feeling for my very hard cock. "Don't worry about Bill. He gets off on all this. When we start to fuck he will sit at the bottom of the stairs and listen to the grunts and groans. he likes that. When you have left he will come up and we will have some great sex. By now she was naked, as was I She was exactly as described on the tin. Early 30's, right height and size and a very generous pair of tits. We got down to business. I was given a vey reasonable blow job while I fingered her pussy. Nice and wet it was too. I moved up her and sucked on her right tit. She liked that and let out a soft moan while sucking my cock. I moved a little and sucked her other tit. while gently pinching her right nipple. Now that she did like. She let go of my cock and whispered, God, you can do that as long as you like" So I did it some more. By now I was back to my normal self, happy I was going to fuck this willing wife and not be beaten to a pulp by hubby Bill. I was thinking outside the box again. "Mary", I asked "Has Bill ever watched you getting fucked by one of your punters??" It seemed that he hadn't. He was happy to sit on the stairs listening. "Why don't we ask him if he would like to watch. Its up to you Mary, don't ask him if you would rather not. We can sit him in the chair over by the door". Mary hopped off the bed and went out of the bedroom and leaned over the bannisters. I could have easily crept out and slipped her my cock there and then, maybe next time. "Bill," she called over the bannisters, "How would you like to come up and watch Ray fuck me?" Bill was up the stairs three at a time. "I'll take that as a "yes" then shall I?" I said to him. " OK, first thing is I am completely straight, not an ounce of bi in me. You stay put in your chair while Mary and I get it on. Is that OK with you?" It was fine with Bill. He settled down in the chair to enjoy the show. All he needed was ice cream and popcorn. Mary came back to bed. "Where were we " said she. "You were sucking my cock and I was playing with your tits" I replied. We got on with it. After a while I was ready to fuck and whispered "condom" in her ear. She picked one up, rolled it on me and lay back, no doubt "to think of England" I glanced at Bill. He was leaning forward in his chair almost dribbling with anticipation. I positioned myself with my cock against her cunt lips. Some gentle pressure and her lips parted and the head of my cock pushed into her. I kept up the pressure and it slid in further. I kept on till my balls were slapping her arse. We both looked at Bill. "Go on mate, fuck her" he said. So I did. Mary seemed to being enjoying herself. She was certainly making the right noises and the right moves under me. I was having a great time as well. There is something about fucking a blokes wife while he is sitting in a chair a few feet away. It's almost as if it gives you an extra couple of inches on your cock and an extra inch in width. Boy o boy this was good. I started to speed up. Mary knew at once that I was building up for a cum. She started to buck under me and spouted pure filth at me. "Come on Ray, fuck me harder. Fill my cunt you bastard go on fuck me." I started to cum. It was a good one boy I felt as if I could lift her off the bed on my cock and swing her round the room. I started to come down. and gently slipped my cock out. I needed a bit of a rest. Looking over at Bill I asked what he thought of that then?" Magic" he said. "Loved every minute". "Well then", I said " why don't you come over here and screw her while I have a rest, then I will swap over and fuck her again". Bill seemed to like that idea, so he rapidly undressed and climbed onto Mary. My turn to look at his cock as he lined up to bang his Mrs. Believe me, he had nothing to worry about. His todger was bigger and fatter than mine and he went at her like a piston of The Flying Scotsman. I soon recovered. I always do when the prospect of another fuck is in the offing. Come on Bill, my turn to fuck her I thought. "Come over here Ray" called Mary "I need to suck your cock" Fair enough I thought and I joined them on the bed. Mary sucked my cock into her mouth as I toyed with her nipples. Bill was on the short strokes now and soon came in her grunting as he did. Go on Ray, sloppy seconds mate, just fuck her, don't worry about a condom. This was back when Aids was thought to be a "Gay Plague" It couldn't be caught by straight people. I looked at Mary, she nodded, so I held my cock as I lined up on her cunt for the second time. I slapped my cock against her pussy a few times, and then pushed it into her. Big sigh from Mary and a shout from me. I always took longer second time around. I guess most blokes do. Bill was having his cock sucked by Mary while I concentrated on enjoying the fuck. Mary was there just to make sure I had a good time, I had contracted her for an hour to make use of her tits and cunt, and I was getting my monies worth. I'm generally a nice quiet guy but when I am mid fuck, all bets are off and the poor girl who I happen to be fucking will know all about it when I am done. I came a second time. If anything it was better than the first time. I pulled out and a little dribble of cum trickled out of her. Bill was impressed, this was serious good fun as far as he was concerned. Nobody asked Mary, but she was smiling as Bill turned her over and started to fuck her doggy. I lay back with a limp dick and let Mary work her magic on it. She blew on it, licked it, held it in her hand and stroked it, she sucked it, kissed my balls, sucked again. It worked. Bill asked me if I could fuck her again. I said I could, but wouldn't have much cum left after those two wonderful earlier fucks. He told me to get going again, so it was my turn to take her doggie style. What we could have done was a bit of DP, but neither of us thought about it. Again Mary , lovely lady that she was, dissolved as the red mist took over. She had turned into a pair of swinging tits and a juicy cunt. Go on, go on fill her up. No condom in the way, just skin on skin. My balls slapped against her, the bed head slammed against the wall. Bill shouted his encouragement. , Yes, here it comes, YES.! I came a third time. As I slid out of her cunt again and the red mist cleared, Mary stopped being a cunt and big tits, but started to turn into a woman again. Tired and well fucked, but a lady again. It was getting time for me to go. I took a shower and Mary joined me. while Bill waited his turn. She soaped me and tickled my cock. I sucked her tits for the last time and fingered her pussy as the water flowed. Ten minutes later I was walking back to my car feeling 10 feet tall. Did I ever go back? Well, what do you think?