The Affair

Then it hit her. What was she doing? She was about to cheat on the only man she had ever loved. What if one of the boys woke up and walked in on them. How was she ever going to explain this? This was enough to break the mood for her. She painfully pushed him away. She couldn't. Not here. She told him that she wanted him, but couldn't do it in the house she shared with her husband. She asked if she could meet him tomorrow for lunch. She's have her sister watch the boys for her. She'd tell Bill she was going out shopping. She couldn't believe she was going to lie to her husband. In 18 years of marriage, she hadn't once lied to him. She looked into Clark's sapphire eyes. They mesmerized her. She seemed to be in a trance each time she looked at them.

They planned when and where they would meet the next day. She chose a restaurant on the other side of town. It had to be one where no one knew her, which was not easy to do being a cop's wife.

She arrived early the next day, an ordered a drink from the bar. She didn't usually drink, but she figured she needed something.

She smiled as he rode up on his bike. He walked in, found Teri and said he owed her a ride. They rode out by the water, down by the river. How she loved the water. She watched the reflections of the sky in the water. She saw the clouds drift by in the reflections. The air felt cool on her skin. They rode out to a park and stopped.

He pulled her around and sat him in front of him. He took off his helmet, and then removed hers. He kept eye contact the entire time. He knew he had to have her. He leaned forward and kissed her. This time she kissed him back passionately. Her head was about to explode. Her hands grew sweaty. This was it, she told herself. She was going to let it happen. She wanted him. She inhaled his scent, which was still fresh in her memory.

He reached behind him and untied the blanket he had rolled up on the back of his bike. He spread it on the ground, took her hand and let her to him. His eyes met hers and he reassured her. He smiled at her and flashed his long lashes at her. She met him on the blanket and kissed him. She began to let her hands wander. His chest was hairy. She could feel the hair through his shirt. His pecks were hard. She could feel his manhood hardening beneath her. He continued kissing her and rolled her over. His hands found her breasts and he squeezed them. Just as he remember them, soft and full. He kissed her neck; she stroked his hair. She loved the feel of his hair between her fingers. He lifted her shirt, reached around behind and undid her bra, and smiled as her round full breasts fell out of her bra cups. He tasted her. He was finally going to taste all of her. She moaned softly. He took one nipple in his mouth and teased it, and then he went to the other. He went back and forth alternating nipples for several minutes. The passion was beginning to stir between her legs. He looked at her belly, which was surprisingly flat for a woman of her age with two children. She watched him examine her. She knew she was in good shape for 37.

He sat up, took her hand and placed it on his growing mound. She felt it through his jeans. It felt slightly larger than her husband's. Her eyes widened a little. He watched her reaction as she touched him there. He had been with the ladies. He knew he was built there. She reached up and unbuttoned his jeans, then she undid them and slowly they slipped his pants down. His manhood sprang forward. She took his warm cock in her hands and stroked it to its firmness, which didn't take long. She leaned forward and took the head in her lips. Oh, ho, did that feel good. She began to open her mouth wide and relax her jaw to take in all of his thick 9 inch cock. When she had deep throated it, he thought he was going to shoot his load there. But he held back. He knew it would be better if he waited. She pulled his cock almost all the way out of her mouth, then found the area underneath his head that she knew was sensitive and began licking it. He thought back to the night he had watched he eating the ice cream cone. Now he knew what her tongue felt like. She continued stroking his cock with her hands, licking the sensitive area below his head and deep throating him. Her strokes were steady and driving him out of his mind. She knew she was good at giving head. It usually didn't take her husband long to shoot his load in her mouth. He felt that familiar twitch build up inside him. At least he couldn't hold back any longer. He reeled his had back and shouted as he came in her mouth. She swallowed and sucked until she had pumped every ounce out of him. Her tongue brushed his pee slit sending shivers up his spine. She had some cum dripping from the corners of her mouth.