This all came about due to a meet I wrote about a couple of months ago Two meets on the same day but the first one was a bit of a disaster.

With the ink barely dry on the earlier contribution a message popped up on here from a couple in Worthing. The husband doing the messaging, saying he wanted me to go to his home to find his wife blindfolded and tied to a chair where I could do anything to her apart from kiss her. It was all systems go and soon after a WhatsApp popped up from a fella I met in, I think, 2019. Back then he was trying to set his wife up with the idea I seduce her knickers off. He thought up a list of odd jobs, got me round to quote and all looked good. He had her really primed too, depriving her of cock for weeks, then in the morning of the day I was to start work, used her vibrator on her to the edge of orgasm then left for work. The plan was she would be foaming at the gash when I arrived. Two days work giving me time to get into her knickers.

Best laid plans and all that. I get there just as she's leaving for the school run, looking sensational. However she came back with two mums in tow, one in floods of tears. Turned out her husband left her for another fella a few years ago and that morning her teenage son confessed to her that he's also gay (to which I couldn't see the problem but to her it seemed like the end of the world).

The crying mum stayed the whole day until school run time.

The next morning, Gary (the husband of the couple) messaged saying things should pass off well but to try to wank into his wife's panties if it doesn't pan out. Well it was the latter. Crying mum returned but I did sneak a crafty wank into the wife's knickers while sucking her previous mornings taste off her vibrator.

Then it was Xmas followed by lockdown. Then nothing happened until Garys whatsapp message asking if I'm still game. Of course I am.

Turns out they separated a year ago, basically over sex. He had taken the gloves off and confessed to wanting to watch her gangbanged by strangers. To be fair she tried to get into it by going dogging once but it ended in disaster. Gary then starts shafting a bird from his workplace who is as "dirty as fuck" but he doesn't really like her (still loves his wife). Plus as much as he loves watching guys fuck her, the numbers she's getting through, all he's doing is watching, never participating. So a family Christmas made her confess she's fucked 2 strangers in 6 months and thinks she might be up for him sharing her. I asked him where exactly i fit in. "I've elbowed the slag and moved back in with the missus. Sex every night, blow job every morning."

"It sounds like you dont need me mate"

Well what Gary had primed his missus with was to be fucked in my van (classy eh). By me!

A little back and forth and both meets set up for the same day. I was OK with that just in case one bailed out.

First one was in Littlehampton, thankfully early at 4.15, "Not a moment earlier!" It was made very clear I only have an hour then I must leave. I was nearby by 2.30, parked just half a mile away in the travelodge car park. As 4pm approached I drove to just a street away and at just after 4.15 I found myself walking down the side of the house to the back door where the husband greeted me, stark bollock naked. In a hushed tone he set out a few more do's and dont's. It was all be gentle, don't remove he blindfold, talk to her describe what youre doing next etc. No anal, keep her sitting down, condom for sex but come on her mouth (not in it but basically splatter between her chin and blindfold).

Then he showed me through their hallway (where I stripped) and into the lounge. It was well lit and, in the middle of the room was his missus. Mid 50s, slim, stockings, suspenders and heels. Wearing a blindfold with her dark hair held neatly in place and bright red lipstick. She was indeed tied to a chair, a revolving office type chair with her wrists held to the arms of the office chair by electrical tape. My first instinct was to kneel down and delve my tongue into her snatch. Kneeling down, I stroked her legs and she immediately pulled one of her arms out of the tape and rested it on my head. Clearly incredibly nervous she broke down in tears, "Sorry give me a minute, I can't do this." Bizzarely, we stayed there for a couple of minutes, my face just inches away from her coochie with her hand resting on my head. I started wanking anyway. She was shaking until finally she repeated, "I'm so sorry but I just cant do this."

I stood up, looked at the husband who mouthed "sorry" and showed me out of the room where I quickly dressed. The fella was so apologetic but I had sympathy for them both. He clearly wanted this, she clearly wanted to please him too but it wasn't to be. No harm done. Oh well, it meant I had plenty of time for Gary's wife.

There was no cloak and dagger stuff this time. For anyone who knows it, the eastbound layby on the A27 just before Chichester. It's a little set back from the road. The plan was, I park up by 8pm then get in the back. Gary delivers his missus and she's mine for 45 mins.

I had prepped the van the previous day, tidied up my tools , cleaned and hoovered the van and put in a single mattress. I even added cushions to the rear wheel arch covers.

Barely seconds after 8pm Gary opened the door and helped his missus in. "She's all yours mate"

Blimey this was awkward as we stared at each other. I broke the ice and we ended up mostly chatting about her friend and how it panned out. Nothing more than a snog and grope

Time flew by. Soon Gary was sliding back the side door of my van and was gutted we hadn't fucked. Bit angry too.

She gets out, follows Gary to their motor and I watch as they have a bit of a barney. Kicking myself at two near misses on the same day!

A few minutes later and she gets out the car sits in my van and asks if I can follow Gary home, then stay the night.

They lived a 20 minute drive away just outside Bognor and during the drive she set out how things will transpire once we arrived.

"Let Gary go up and give him a few minutes to tidy up and get everything ready. He's going to be in the bedroom and we stay overnight on the sofabed. This sounds weird but I have to lock him in our bedroom so he can hear us but can't see us. Each time you cum in or on me, I need to go see him so he cleans me up. Please stay overnight but you've gotta leave before 7 in the morning."

As soon as I parked, she got out, asking me to wait for a few minutes while she helps Gary get everything ready.

Well those few minutes turned into an hour. This was January and it was bloody freezing. The parking was a bit sketchy and I half expected my van to get nicked overnight, but my brain was in my trousers! Finally she came out to get me, apologising for the long wait.

They live above shops in a huge flat. Big rooms and high ceilings. Sofa bed beautifully made up. More waiting as she (I never got her name!) went to see Gary and get changed. Before doing so she handed me the blue pill. More bloody waiting around but it was all worth it. She returned looking fabulous in a very slutty fishnet catsuit and heels. Her hair no longer tied up but flowing sexily. Bright red lipstick too.

I was already naked and wanking when she returned. Without hesitating she pushed me back, straddled me and climbed on. She told me not to move as i impaled her and just rested half up on my elbows as she rapidly rocked to and fro on me. I soon came and it all got a little bizarre. She climbed off, clamped her hand to her cunt and ran to the bedroom. she was gone for ages....so long that I put the telly on. It was a good half an hour until she returned, this time dropping to her knees and enthusiastically sucking me back to life while i lay back playing with my nipples. Then it was round two. literally exactly the same as round one apart from this time I was able to sit up a little to get a mouthful of tit. She rode me in near silence and again disappeared for ages.

On her return she was naked, the body stocking had gone and she simply got into.bed. This was sleep time, again with barely a word spoken. I was woken in the esrly hours by her lightly biting my arse before holding my cheeks apart and rimming me. All pretty much in silence. I was soon hard again and without a word being spoken she simply kneeled on the floor, with her torso lying flat on the sofabed. I didn't need to ask what she wanted. This was a fast hard fuck, lightly pulling her hair and occasionally slapping her arse before I came in her. Again she clamped her hand to her cunt, before pointing to the bed and I knew what she wanted. I lay flay on my back and she straddled my face so I eagerly ate my own cum mixed with her juices. Looking up at her I kneaded her breasts and she soon came before we once again slept.

I woke first in the morning, puling back the duvet to start wanking over her. She woke immediately. "What do you want me to do?" she whispered. "Suck my nipples" I whispered in return. Spitting on one nipple to give it lube while she toyed with it she eagerly sucked the other while I wanked. After a few minuted I told her I was about to cum and she instantly moed down to put her lips round my bell end while I continued wanking, sucking me dry and swallowing before shaing what remained of a long salty kiss. As she was on all 4s with her knees apart I couldnt resist slipping her a couple of fingers and we carried on snogging until she came.

For a planned afternoon and evening that started off badly, it was all well worth it in the end. I left with an empty sack and her taste on my fingers to enjoy as I drove to work. An hour or so after leaving I got a text from Gary, "thank you fella."