Every two to four weeks, Beth and the girls would go out for the evening. Beth looked forward to these nights. Life at home was a bit dim bedroom wise, Phil, only 42 had lost his sex drive and for Beth, slim, high breasts, long legs, fair hair and only 37, this was most frustrating. A short recovery had occurred when Beth began to wear suspenders but it did not last. The nights out were a reminder that she was still an attractive women. As she approached the club Beth received a text from Lynn saying the car had broken down and she and Anna would not make it tonight. A quick call to Lisa confirmed that at least there would be the two of them. Several drinks into the night and Richard and Dean were sharing a table and a few dances with Beth and Lisa. Beth suspected Lisa played the field a little and the way she and Dean were behaving seemed to confirm it. Richard was very nice and even got a few kisses for his trouble, but did not push his luck past a hand on Beth\'s thigh. Beth was sure Lisa met up with Dean after they separated outside the club later. A week later and Lisa rang saying the boys wanted to know if they could meet up. Even though men roughly ten years their junior could only want one thing, Beth went along, just to avoid the boredom of home. Richard was very patient. The kissing was much more intense and his hands got further than before too. Beth reckoned they went home just in time. But still met up ten days later, at Lisa\'s insistence. Lisa and Dean all but had sex at the table, Richard was rewarded with two wet fingers and a hand job which made a mess of his boxers. Beth came as she brought Richard off, feeling like a school girl again, a dirty one at that. The inevitable happened. Even as they got out of the cab at Richards flat, Beth knew she would let things go too far. Richard was a smoothy. Beth felt almost worshiped as Richard played with her body. From head to foot he stroked, kissed, warmed and touched until, bringing Beth very close to the edge with his tongue, he entered her. Four strokes later Beth came, hard. For several more minutes Richard took her missionary style, bringing her off again before placing her on hands and knees across the bed, and after bringing her off once more he fired his red hot sperm deep inside her. For three days Beth felt awful. Cheating was wrong but so so good. And then, that night, Phil took her to bed and made love like he used to. As Beth rode up and down on her husbands member, near coming, she wondered if her unfaithfulness had released something to ignite the spark in her own bedroom. Pheromones maybe. The return of Phil\'s libido was wonderful. But the chance to see Richard again was too hard to resist. And what about the pheromones? Maybe she needed to have Richard again. Lisa gave Beth a knowing look as they parted that night. No secret was made that each woman was about to cheat on their respective partners. Beth took Richards cock deep into her throat and let out an animal like moan of joy. The cock rose to the challenge and for the second time that night, Beth was impaled upon it. This time on her back, head to the head board and feet toward the book case at the foot of the bed, and with her feet clasped around her lovers back she took his seed once more into her body, the mixed juices flowing from her, down to the sheet beneath them as Beth came again. Three nights later and Phil did not wait to go to bed. Beth was bent over the back of the sofa as Phil pounded his cock into her, hard and deep, calling her his lovely slut and pulling hard on her nipples as he poured his cum into her wet hole. \"Pheromones\" she thought, \"It must be\". It was only at the club that Beth found out Lisa could not come. Dean was out of luck as Richard fingered Beth under the table. Panties to one side and two fingers working at her as he nibbled her ear, and Beth melted to his will. Deans hand tweaked her nipple and it was too much. She told them to take her home as fast as possible. Two men, ten years younger, really wore Beth out. Stockings and suspenders still on, she was spit roasted across the bed, she rode Richard, facing the foot of the bed, as Dean fucked her mouth, Richard laid her across the bed with her head hanging over the side so her could fuck her throat as Dean came inside her, her legs on his shoulders. Refusing anal sex, Beth had both men shoot sperm into her as she knelt on the bed and they squatted above and behind her. As they lay, in near stupor, Richard opened her lips with his fingers and let the juices flow from her onto the bed. He began to speak but it was all too much. Turning off the laptop, Phil left his study and went to the lounge. Beth was not entirely shocked as her rejuvenated husband put his hand down her blouse and suggested an early night, in a way that was almost an order. \"Has to be pheromones\" Beth thought. \"Worth every penny of the subscription is \"Tricky Dickie\'s hidden camera show\" thought Phil, as he slipped his hand up her leg to Beth\'s quim.