We hadn't been married Long and already it had started to become boring, Although :Pam was two years younger than i she was far more street wise, She Came to Cambridge From a broken home in London, Then From a Children's home to foster parents, We met in a pub when i was out with four mates,, I had had an affair with one of the lads and the talk got round to sex, Pam was in the pub with a friend, They were both quite loud as they flirted with two Irishmen from a local building site, The lad that i had the affair with pointed to Pam and said, "That's the type of girl you need to sort you out," After that i couldn't keep my eyes off her,,

She was so cocky and confident, Later on during the evening, Stan one of the lads called her over, He had gone out with her for a while, At closing time i offered to walk her home to her foster parents house, On thee way home we passed through a garage block, She stopped and suggested a good night kiss, I had kissed girls before but nothing could have prepared me for this, Her tongue was straight down my throat, I tasted blood as she bit my lip, I hardly felt her hand go down and unzip me, Soon she was masturbating me hard, She leaned back against the garage and spread her legs, I leaned forward, Her hand was still holding my penis, I groaned and my semen spurted out and down her leg, I felt her sigh, "Bugger, I needed that, your going to have to learn self control". I felt so stupid, We met almost nightly for about a month when one evening she announced that she had missed a period , We decided to get married, It was good to begin with although my size was always a problem. It caused several bitter arguments, One one occasion she screamed at me, "Why couldn't you be like that Irishman in the pub, He had a cock like a real man", Shortly after i started a new job on the railway, I was teamed up with a much older man named Malcolm, Despite our age difference we got on very well, One afternoon we were chatting on a break and I mentioned that our marriage had hit a sticky patch, He laughed and said, "Don't worry about it, Wait till you have been married as long as i have," I showed him a photo of Pam, After a while he said, "Look mate, My missus is working a night shift at Chivers tonight, Her sister Linda usually pops round, She is about your age, She's a chubby little bitch but a real laugh, Why don't you and Pam come round for a drink, When i got home and told Pam she jumped at it, "Anything is better than sitting here watching the bloody telly." She seemed so keen i began having second thoughts, "Look Pam, He's a fairly old guy you may not enjoy it,, " Oh for christs sake, It's only a drink," When we arrived Malcolm had already had a couple, He took us into the lounge, There was a long settee, Linda sat at one end, She was really plump, her clothes were much too tight, and her blouse struggled to contain her huge bosom, With the introductions over Pam promptly sat next to Malcolm , Wearing a huge grin he said, "One never knows whether to shake hands or kiss at a meeting like this," Pam leaned over and planted a huge kiss on his lips" We all laughed it off while Malcolm poured us more drinks, Linda had moved closer and was resting her hand on my thigh, She seem a little cross when she got no response, Meanwhile at the other end of the settee Malcolm was telling Pam how he and Linda often had fun when the missus was at work, My eyes were fixed on Pams hand as she slowly rubbed his leg, Linda had given up with me and sat there glued to the Television, I looked across at Pam, she had seemed to be taking the lead now and was kissing Malcolm, Linda then turned to me and said, "Stop fucking looking at them and get me a drink." I went to the kitchen and returned with another drink for Linda, Pams hand was now inside Malcolms trousers, Linda took a large drink and wrapped her arms around me, , Her mouth covered mine and her tounge probed my throat, I sensed Malcolm and Pam get up and head for the kitchen, When i finally broke free from Linda , I really needed a drink myself, I got up and turned towards the kitchen, I heard Linda give a knowing laugh, I walked down the narrow hall, The kitchen door was just ajar, Looking back i must have suspected, I pushed the door open and stood just inside, The wonderful sight that greeted me changed my life forever, Pam stood leaning over the sink, her short denim skirt that i loved was pushed up round her waist, Her long pretty legs were spread apart, Her black frilly panties were over one foot, She was still wearing fer four inch wedge shoes, I quietly unzipped my trousers and began to masturbate, Malcolm heard or sensed my presence, he turned and seeing my penis in my hand he smiled and nodded, I moved quietly further into the room to get a sideways view, Malcolm leaned over Pams back and i heard him whisper, "It's ok , he likes to watch", From the side i could see Malcolms slowly sliding into my wife's cunt. As He withdrew i could plainly see her grip him,

Her cunt pulled back before releasing him, I could not believe i was watching an old mans veiny penis plunging into my wife, Soon she was pushing back, Matching his every thrust,, Her hand was madly rubbing her clitoris, "Fuck me , Fuck me like a real man, Come on harder, shoot your real mans spunk in me," My own hand was going like a piston, "Yes Malcolm, Fuck the bitch, Oh my god i am going to cum" Malcolm gave one last mighty thrust, I heard Pam cry out, "Careful, its hurting, Oh my god, I am cumming" I walked over and stroked her back with Malcolm still pulsing inside her, , Not much was said on the drive home, I told her i was so proud of her, When i asked her if she would do it again, She replied, "Your my husband, it's up to you," After a mile i softly said, I think you should Pam.