How I fulfilled my Husbands Fantasy

How I fulfilled my Husbands fantasy and what it led to - Part 3

Part 3 of my story tells how I progressed from reluctantly fucking Mr D to responsively and then enthusiastically fucking him as I fulfilled my Husbands fantasy (and increasingly my own as well). If you haven't read Parts 1 & 2 - please do.

Thanks to those who gave me positive and encouraging feedback in Part 1 & 2 and encouraged me to continue telling my story.

So after giving in reluctantly to my husband's persuasion to let Mr D our aged Landlord fuck me, he now wants me to let him fuck me again!

I thought to myself well I had, surprisingly, enjoyed that first time as despite Mr D's advanced age he did give me a really good fucking and it took a lot of resolve not to let myself cum with him.

But I wanted Sam to think I wasn't keen to do it again otherwise it might make me look like a bit of a tart and I can't have that can I - lol.

Mr D knew that I was always the one who answered the phone in the morning so I wasn't surprised when he rang the morning after our first 'liaison' - he wasted no time in telling me that he couldn't stop thinking about me and how he was so chuffed I had responded to him in the way I did and how he still couldn't believe it had actually happened.

I laughed and assured him it had happened!

He said he hoped I wanted to have him again if only just to prove to him that it had really happened and wasn't a dream - the flatterer! But a clever chat-up line I thought!

Listening to him and remembering what a good fuck he gave me I felt that familiar fluttering in my tummy and that tingling feeling a bit lower down. I laughed nervously and playing coy said I wasn't sure as although I had enjoyed it (didn't want to hurt his feelings lol) being a married woman made it very risky.

I let him sweet-talk me a bit more before I finally said alright - which was actually what my answer was going to be all along, but I liked the idea of making him work for it! I told him to ring when he next needed to empty the Fruit Machine so I could make sure the coast would be clear.

I could imagine Donny grinning lustily as he said 'perfect.'

Unsurprisingly, Donny thought the Fruit Machine needed emptying much sooner than normal and when he rang to see if he could come, it was the day Sam had gone into the City, so conspiratorially I told Donny that the coast was clear. I had a quick shower to freshen up and then enjoyed the excitement again of selecting an outfit and dressing up for him. I was nervous as I dressed as I wanted to look my best.

Why was I so keen to look my best for him - I still didn't understand what my attraction to this old man was??

Finally I applied some fresh lipstick - not forgetting to use a bit of tissue to pat any excess lipstick off my lips. (Well you can't be too careful, I didn't want any tell-tale lipstick on his collar).

Then smiling knowingly at the mirror and sticking out my tongue to myself I went down to wait for him.

When he arrived he wasted no time saying 'the sooner we get the machine emptied the sooner I can look after your finer feelings'!

I stifled a laugh replying 'steady on Donny'.

He kept stealing little kisses and feeling me up all the time we counted the machine takings which was off-putting but it did have the effect on me that he was after, he knew exactly what he was doing.

All the while we counted the money the realisation of what it was leading to was giving me little flutters of nervous anticipation in my tummy.

Donny was crafty as his attentions got me more and more aroused and pretty soon I was impatient to get somewhere more private!

As soon as we had finished the cash count I led him enthusiastically to one of the vacant guest rooms. By now I couldn't keep out the thought of getting his big cock in me again. I was more than ready and I was hoping it would be as good if not better than the first time.

I had decided that as Sam was out of the way for at least a couple of hours, and that this would be the last time, I would make the most of it.

For my personal pride I wanted it to be memorable for Donny as well as for me, although I still thought I shouldn't let myself cum with him as I didn't think Sam liked the idea of me surrendering myself completely and cumming with a dirty old dog like Donny.

We didn't waste any time and I quickly stripped leaving just my suspenders and stockings on which I knew Donny liked. He kept eying me up and down as he stripped and he had his trousers and shirt off in no time.

I took his hand and impatiently pulled him down on the bed with me and before I knew it Donny had buried his cock in me once again. Unlike the first time, this time I knew very well he was going to fuck me bareback and I revelled in the thought of him shooting his cum in my womb.

Donny reminded me that he could hold back as long as I wanted and could cum when I wanted him to.

So I said 'I want you to take it nice and slowly Donny, I'm in the mood for a nice long fuck as Sam won't be back for a couple of hours.'

I laughed as Donny replied 'your wish is my command.'

I knew he liked me talking dirty to him and I was soon urging him on telling him I loved his big cock thrusting in me. I was matching and meeting his thrusts rotating my hips to meet his thrusts gasping and moaning with the pleasure of it and relishing the feel of his big bare cock in me.

Like the first time I was having to stop myself getting too carried away and knew I needed to make sure he came before it got to the point I couldn't stop myself.

The trouble was I was enjoying it too much and I wanted him to really enjoy having me and wanted him to know I was enjoying having him.

I was surprised how readily I responded to Donny I mean, both last time and this time, it was as if we had fucked for years the way we 'clicked'. I just instinctively adjusted my body to him physically and it felt natural to talk dirty to him, what a tart I have become and so quickly!

We fucked for a long time only stopping now and then for breathers and rests and lovely searching kissing.

I came close to orgasm a few times but managed to stop myself but I knew I couldn't keep suppressing it so before I lost control I reluctantly cried out 'I'm going to cum Donny, you are making me cum' and urging him on crying out 'ooooh fuck yes Donny, ooooh yes, cum in me Donny, shoot your spunk in me, Ooohhh I want it all, give me every inch of your cock Donny, fill me up Donny you dirty old bugger, do it in me NOW!

I could tell he loved me talking like that and after a few more thrusts and with a grunt and long drawn out groan he quickened his thrusts pushing deep in me and then he started short stabbing thrusts as he grunted 'Aaaaagh fuck!' each time he shot another load of his sperm in me.

It did cross my mind that it was a pity this would be the last time as all my negative thoughts about Mr D and the age difference had gone!

Originally of course I let Donny fuck me to please Sam and hadn't expected that I would come to like it and wondered if this time I had really fucked him for my own selfish reasons as well as pleasing Sam.

I was still a little bewildered about what I was doing and couldn't quite understand why I was so turned on by this dirty old man, responding so readily and enthusiastically? And what's more I didn't have any feeling of regret or shame at all, almost the opposite in fact!

As usual Sam couldn't wait to hear all the details and we fucked like crazy as I told him all about it.

He still wasn't satisfied though and over the next couple of weeks kept nagging me and trying to 'persuade' me to let Donny fuck me just one more time. He didn't know of course that I was quite willing to be 'persuaded' as after the enjoyment of the first two times I found the whole thing exciting and had grown to really like the feeling of being a naughty dirty talking tart.

Hmmm, Pity it would be a couple of months till the next machine emptying!

My life in the meantime just went back to normal as a Wife and Mother and 'Front of House' at the restaurant and I put the 'secret naughty girl' side of me to the back of my mind.

In fact after nearly a month or so without Donny ringing I began to worry that as he had had me twice already he maybe wasn't interested anymore and that Sam was right saying that if I fucked him he wouldn't bother me anymore.

So I was secretly pleased when he did ring after about 5 weeks asking if he could come and empty the machine.

Sam had answered and although I knew he was quite keen for me to have Donny again, he was still under the misapprehension that I was not very keen so said that it was only a month ago that the machine had been emptied so best to leave it a bit.

When Sam told me later I actually felt disappointed but masked that and agreed it was a bit too soon. I didn't want Hubby thinking I was keen and didn't want Donny thinking he can have me when he feels like it!

Fortunately it was only about 3 weeks later that Donny rang again to say he wanted to empty the machine. I had answered this time and so said without hesitation 'of course Donny I'll be here waiting for you, there are a few things I'd like you to look into.'

Donny roared with laughter at the other end 'happy to attend to anything for you.'

When I told Sam that Donny was on his way he smiled - I said that if he wanted me to let Donny fuck me again he would have to disappear and leave the coast clear.

Even though I tried to remain cool as I waited for Donny, as soon as he arrived I started to feel wet with anticipation. We both wanted to get the machine emptying done quickly and I can tell you it didn't take us very long.

After we had counted and divided the money Donny came round to my side of the desk and slipped his arms round me and started kissing me and very soon and almost without me realising he had my skirt up by my waist and was fondling my bum and grinding his groin against me.

I didn't see any point in hanging about so slipped my panties off.

Donny took the hint and wasn't slow slipping his hand between my legs and start to caress me.

I told him it was risky in the office and that we had better get away from the window in case somebody was passing on the other side of the street.

We moved swiftly round to the other side of the desk and away from the window.

He lifted me effortlessly onto the desk so my bum was perched on the edge.

I was very wet and juicy by now and enjoying the feeling of what a hussy I was being.

I leaned back supported on my elbows with my back to the window and with my legs open to reveal my moist pink cunt lips to Mr D.

I couldn't stop myself moaning with pleasure as he continued to caress me and I was aching to feel his cock stretching me again. I knew once he started fucking me I wouldn't be able to hold out long as I could feel an orgasm building up already so whispered 'I've waited long enough Donny, hurry up and fuck me!'

Before I knew what was happening he turned me round and bent me over the table to fuck me 'doggy' style.

I instinctively arched my back to get in the right position for him and reached between my legs grabbing his cock and impatiently guided it in me. His cock was a cunt stretcher again as he thrust in me which took my breath away as he pushed his thick cock deep in me as he whispered 'Ooooh yes, Oooh fuck yes Della, Ooooh your cunt feels so tight and lovely'.

I couldn't stop myself reciprocating and encouraging Donny with 'Ooooh Bloody hell Donny, yes, ooh yes, I love your big thick cock going deep and stretching me - ooooh god - that feels so good.'

I had my hands on the desk as support and could see out of the window and a few people passing. But as it was an old building and quite dark inside they wouldn't be able see us without the lights on, but it was a real turn on thinking they might be able to see me being fucked.

Donny gripped my hips as he started pounding away at me grunting and groaning with each thrust.

I arched my back as much as I could to give him easier access and was loving the feel of him slamming against my bum cheeks as his cock explored the depths of my vagina and his balls slapped up against me.

He was penetrating me really deeply and I pushed back at each thrust loving the juicy squelching sound my cunt was making as it readily took each thrust of his rampant cock.

My whole body was being jolted forward with each thrust and I had to brace myself with my hands on the desk.

I suddenly remembered that I hadn't dropped the latch on the door which meant anybody could have entered at any moment and caught us at it, but I was too far gone - I thought bugger it - I wasn't going to stop now! Knowing the risk and how reckless I was being added to the excitement.

I was thinking if Sam could see me now - bent over the desk with my bum sticking up and Donny thrusting away at me he would be beside himself seeing me act in such a wanton way.

After a few minutes of hard thrusting Donny stopped.

Surprised I looked round at him 'Oooh God Donny don't stop now'.

Chuckling dirtily he said 'you do like my cock don't you' and then started again with long slow deliberate thrusts so that I could feel every inch of him, he really knew what he was doing.

I slid one of my hands though my legs to squeeze and caress his balls - he loved that and showed his pleasure as the volume of his groaning got louder. I had to tell him to hush for fear of somebody hearing and then discovering us.

I knew I wasn't far off cumming and if we carried on like this I knew I would, so again I pretended I was cumming and gasped out what I knew Donny was waiting to hear 'oooh Donny you're making me cum, I'm cumming Donny, I'm cumming, Oooh yes yes, do it Donny, do it you dirty old goat, I want your big cock to fill me up with your spunk Donny, ooooh God yes yes do it do it cum in me.'

With that Donny started hard powerful thrusts pushing his cock really deep in me and then with a long loud drawn out grunt I felt his body tense and tremble as he started shooting his sperm deep in me.

I pushed my bum back at him gasping 'ooooh God yes, that's it Donny, do me Donny, do me, do it in me, you dirty fucker' as he ejaculated in me'.

Having emptied himself in me he rested in me for a minute or two while we regained our breath but I had to urge him to get dressed quickly and get back downstairs in case our lengthy absence caused any suspicions.

Of course when Sam got back he couldn't wait to hear what had happened.

The thing is telling him all about it never failed to get us both going so when I told him about Donny fucking me 'doggy' style over the office desk he locked the office door and made me bend over the desk again in the same position and then as he fucked me I had to tell him blow by blow - or rather thrust by thrust - what Donny and I had done and kept asking 'you enjoyed it this time didn't you acting and feeling like a tart?'

I thought, what do you mean this time, I knew of course what he wanted me to say so I did 'I loved it Sam, I love you and I loved being and feeling a real tart for you!'

With that Sam with a prolonged groan gasped out 'oh god Della, Oh fuck, you are lovely' and then shot his load in me and for a split second, I imagined it was still Donny - dangerous!

The next time Donny rang and arranged to empty the machine I wondered if Sam would keep his word that I didn't have to let Donny fuck me again, although secretly I didn't mind if he didn't keep his word!

So pretending I was still reluctant I said you had better do the emptying as I don't think I will able to stop him now.

Sam didn't reply at first, perhaps I thought he was wondering what to say.

So I jumped in - 'or do you want me to do it again?' - he smiled and nodded 'but only if you want to?'

I reminded him I had been stopping myself having an orgasm with Donny and said 'if you want me to do it with Donny again I won't hold back Sam, if he brings me close to orgasm like before - I will just let myself go and not hold back,' and just to rub it in added that Donny knew now exactly how bring me to orgasm!

Sam said 'well it's only fair you should enjoy it as much as possible.'

I said he had better watch out as I might get to enjoy having Donny too much and he wouldn't have to persuade me because I might not want to stop having sex with him!

Sam laughed saying 'is that a promise,' and continuing to laugh told me to really let myself go this time and that he couldn't wait to hear all about it!

I smiled inwardly at my subterfuge and told him to go out and not come back for a couple of hours.

I really enjoyed getting ready for Donny and it was becoming a sort of a ritual for me.

I enjoyed following the pattern of previous occasions and took my time over my make-up and selecting what to wear. Once again I had put on my best black bra, panties and suspenders and although I knew he liked me in a tarty tight knee length shirt and blouse, I decided to put on a looser skirt for a change.

Not for the first time I was asking myself why it was that I made so much effort to look my best for Mr D who I didn't fancy (anyway in the traditional way) and why it gave me such a sensual pleasure??

Knowing what was coming Donny and I impatiently counted the money and then headed straight for a guest room.

I stripped off slowly so Donny could see once again what was on offer to him and what he was going to fuck. Then when I was down to my stockings and suspenders I laid down on the bed and watched as Donny stripped off.

I was feeling really slutty and excited knowing that this time I was going to let myself go completely with him and hold nothing back, I wanted him to bring me to orgasm and cum in me at the same time as I had my first orgasm with him.

I lay on the bed with my legs akimbo as Donny stood at the end of the bed and took his trousers off then as he looked at me lustily he slowly pulled his underpants down so that I could see his big purple headed cock spring out.

I was dry mouthed and licked my lips in anticipation of getting that cock in me!

He crawled onto the bed kneeling between my raised open thighs with his cock pointing threateningly at me. I sat up and leaning forward and finding his lips kissed him open mouthed finding his tongue with mine we kissed like this for a minute or two then I broke off and with my hands on his hips lowered my mouth to kiss and stroke his lovely hard veiny cock. As I made a real fuss of his cock taking it in my mouth I opened my legs wider so he would be able to see I was wet and ready for him.

He took the hint and put his hands on my knees and started sliding his hands along my thighs until he found my pink wet slit and ran his fingers up and down my cunt lips as he held my needy gaze.

I smiled up at him as his fingers pleasured me and I found myself wriggling on his fingers with pleasurable moans escaping from my mouth.

He pushed me back down onto the bed and taking his cock in his hand positioned himself between my thighs before leaning forward to rub his cock up and down my pussy.

I felt my cunt lips unfurling involuntarily to take his glistening cock-head as he pushed it tantalizingly slowly into my wet and willing cunt.

I whispered to him that he had to be quiet as I didn't know who was about.

He supported himself by his arms so I was able to look down between our bodies and see his cock thrusting in me and our pubes intertwining as our bodies came together signifying Donny's cock had bottomed my vagina. Oooh god I loved it, dirty old Mr D really knew how to fuck me.

All the time I was savouring the thought that I was going to let myself go completely this time and wondering how long I could hold out before giving in to my first orgasm with him.

I knew as soon as I let myself go I would orgasm pretty well straight away and that thought was getting me wetter as I concentrated on the gratifying and satisfying feel of Donny's thrusting cock.

I was pretty close to letting myself go and telling Donny to cum in me when someone tried the door - we froze in mid-action, holding our breath.

My cleaner called out 'anyone in there - can I come in?'

I put my fingers to my lips to hush Donny and whispered 'shit!'

I had forgotten the cleaner was in today.

I could feel my heart beating ten to the dozen as Donny quickly pulled out of me and then panicking made to go to the door I suppose thinking he could stop her coming in.

I motioned him back finger on my lips and whispered 'shuuush wait till she goes away.'

I was also in panic mode thinking I couldn't afford to have the staff finding out that I was fucking Donny and spreading it about. Thinking quickly I whispered 'look there's a fairly wide flat ledge outside so you'll have to get out of the window onto that and then shin down the drainpipe'.

We heard the cleaner walking away so I waved my hand frantically at Donny to go - he quickly slipped his clothes on and we hurried to the window and looked out, Donny whispered 'Bloody hell do I have too, this is the first bloody floor!'

'Yes you bloody do! if you hold tight to the drainpipe you'll be alright - and if it gives way it serves you right as the landlord who let it get into that state!'

Donny gave a nervous laugh.

I watched as he managed to climb out of the window onto the ledge and I started to giggle nervously to myself at the sight of Mr D looking around trying to work out how to negotiate the drainpipe - it was comical - a bit like the lover fleeing the scene in a theatrical farce! I thought that's not the sort of thing a 62 year old should be doing, but bugger it, my reputation was at stake!

Fortunately the window was at the back of the building and I watched to make sure nobody was around to see him scrambling down the drainpipe - that would have been difficult to explain!

I quickly dressed and straightened myself up and after checking my makeup put on some fresh lipstick.

I straightened up the bed, then dropped the latch on the door as I left with my heart still beating madly. Luckily I didn't pass the cleaner till I'd gone round the landing corner so she wouldn't have known where I had come from.

She said 'I've had to get the key to number 4, for some reason I couldn't open the door?'

'Oh that's odd?' I said casually trying not to betray the sheer panic I was feeling, then added 'I was just coming to check if there was anything you needed?'

She said no so I followed up sounding as concerned as I could 'come on lets go and have another try at Room 4 - there shouldn't be anybody in there.'

We opened the door and I thought thank God I had straightened the bed up. Feigning surprise I said 'oh somebody must have dropped the latch as they left and it somehow got stuck, that's why you couldn't get in.'

Thankfully my cleaner seemed to accept that.

I was so relieved I had got away with such a tricky situation but later felt a little disappointed that I had missed the opportunity to let myself go with Mr D, specially as this was going to be the last time with him (unless of course Sam persuaded me otherwise!).

Donny rang the next day to ask anxiously if there had been any problems about yesterday.

I said 'no thank God! - did you get away alright?'

'Yes, though it was a bit hairy, but never mind that, when can I see you again, we've got unfinished business haven't we?'

I knew this was the perfect opportunity to finish with Mr D so said 'look it's obviously too dangerous to see you here and if the door hadn't been locked we would have been caught 'In flagrante delicto', and we would both be heading for the divorce courts wouldn't we?'

He paused and then said 'Yes you're right it is risky but I have a little place in the city I use for staying over if I go to football or a late meal, we could meet there, it's very private, and we could meet even more often in fact as much as you liked?'

Even though I knew I could take this opportunity to stop seeing him there and then I found myself instead saying 'I'll have to think about it.'

Perhaps in my heart I didn't want to stop, specially as Mr D had said and I agreed that we had unfinished 'business'.

I thought I would put the onus on Sam so it would be his decision and he couldn't blame me later for me carrying on seeing Mr D.

Mind you I suspected he would try and persuade me to carry on anyway.

After I told him about the episode and how we were nearly found out he burst out laughing only stopping to say 'Wow, what a farce, but phew that could have been a disaster I don't know how we would have talked our way out of that - it would have been terrible - perhaps you think you had better stop?'

Bugger I thought, that's not what I wanted to hear!

I told him I did tell Donny I would have to stop seeing him as it was too risky and you might find out but he had said he had a very private place in the city we could meet.

Looking concerned Sam asked if I would feel safe on my own with Donny adding that if I wanted to stop this was the time to.'

Again it wasn't the answer I wanted to hear - the fact was I didn't actually want to stop just yet, but I wanted Sam to make that decision - not me, and at the moment I could sense it wasn't going the right way!

Thinking quickly I turned it back to him saying 'Look stop beating about the bush - do you want me to stop or not?'

He didn't hesitate long before saying 'well you know I like the thought of you having sex with another man and Mr D fits the bill doesn't he? and there's no doubt it has added a sparkle to our sex life. Do you think you would miss the excitement of being a naughty girl if you stopped seeing him?'

Trying to appear nonchalant I said 'well if I stopped seeing him would you be trying to persuade me to have other men instead - men I might like even less than Mr D?

Sam shrugged 'I see what you are getting at - better the devil you know eh?'

I nodded back 'at least with Donny we know I am going to have plenty to tell you - he hasn't let me or you down so far has he? But it's up to you - you're the one who wants me to fuck other men aren't you, I wouldn't be doing it otherwise!'

'Well you could give it a go and see if you are happy being somewhere on your own with him'.

With that response from Sam I seized the chance and said 'Sounds like you really do want me to keep on seeing him then?'

I could see Sam was hesitant to tell me outright to carry on seeing Mr D so I jumped in again 'Look if I stop you'll have nothing to get you going will you and then you might want me to do something I really wouldn't like and wouldn't do for you - and we know I'm pretty safe with Donny don't we?'

Trying not to look too pleased Sam said 'OK then if you are happy about it, but I want to hear all the details afterwards!'

'Don't worry I'll enjoy telling you all about it, but as you want me to carry on with it then it's on the condition that I'll meet him when I like and do what I want with him - and - I'll do what he wants me to do with him - well within reason - are you going to be alright with all that?'

Sam nodded his agreement.

Success! I didn't think I would tell him that Donny had said we could meet there as often as we liked!

I don't know what I would have done if Sam had told me to stop seeing Donny - maybe I would have to have become secretly unfaithful if only to have one final fling and satisfy the 'itch' to let myself go with Donny!

Anyway armed with Sam's agreement I rang Donny and still not wanting to sound too keen asked how private his place was and was he sure nobody would see me come and go.

I didn't want anybody to know I was having sex with a man old enough to be my father!

And not much of a catch in the looks department either!

Donny told me where the house was and I knew it was a good and respectable area, so far so good! He added reassuringly that the back entrance was down a high walled alley and so not overlooked at all.

I said 'OK I'll chance it once and see what happens.'

It occurred to me that Donny might have other women on the go so added 'look if we are going to be proper lovers and having sex regularly rather than just the occasional fuck like we are now you have to promise me the place is not your 'knocking shop' and that you aren't seeing other women. I'm not prepared to be just one of many women - and I don't want to pick up anything nasty because you are screwing around!'

Donny assured me that he hadn't been with anybody else in years other than his wife (which I could hardly complain about) and added that if we were 'proper' lovers he wouldn't want to see anybody else anyway - I was more than enough for him.

That was just the right answer and gave me a warm reassuring feeling, and I was excited by the thought of this secret and private rendezvous.

Donny wanted me to go and see the place the next day, but then a girl can't appear to be too keen can she! So I arranged to go for the first time the following week.

The days leading up to it I was a bit on edge as the thought kept popping up of what it would be like to let him have me completely - surrender myself completely - I mean I wouldn't have any excuses not to now would I?

Was Sam right to be asking if I would be alright being alone with Donny - I thought he was being a little overprotective. I know I didn't really know Donny all that well (well apart from shagging him that is) but I didn't feel that there was a dangerous side to him and I knew anyway that if I wasn't happy with it I could stop.

A couple of days later I was in the city Lingerie shops looking for something special to wear for. I knew he liked me in stockings and suspenders and thought that perhaps he would like something a little bit more lacy and risqué and decided on a slightly see-through burgundy set of lacy Bra, Panties and suspenders with matching stockings and another similar set in purple.

I was on tender-hooks all week trying to concentrate on being a Mum and 'Front of House' and had begun to wish I hadn't been so adamant at not wishing to appear keen and had instead met up the next day like he wanted and got it out of the way.

When the day arrived I was in a bit of a 'tizz' but still took my time enjoying donning the lingerie I had bought for this first visit to his 'hideaway' place in the city.

I took a lot of time carefully applying my make-up and lipstick - I mean a girl has to look her best for her lover! Before I put on my chosen Blouse and skirt I called for Sam to get his approval and he said 'bloody hell Della he'll cum in his trousers when he sees you!'

I thought you don't know him like I do - he will last just as long as usual - well I hope he will!

As I was driving to the city to meet Donny I thought back to what had led to this - nearly being caught by my cleaner! Strangely I had been excited afterwards by the realisation of how close to being caught we were. Needless to say thinking about it had raised my readiness for Donny by the time I arrived at the 'secret' hideaway!

I found a discreet parking place quite close and navigated myself quite easily to the back of his place.

I was pleased to find the back entrance was as he said approached down a high walled alley. When I went through the tall back gate I was surprised to see a small but pretty detached house with a completely enclosed walled backyard. I was also relieved that because of the shrubbery and trees it was not overlooked at all - it looked the perfect place to conduct a secret liaison.

This was it - I knocked on his door - thinking that this time and with no chance of any interruptions I was determined and aching to let myself go with Mr D!

He greeted me at the door and I could tell he was a bit nervous himself although trying not to show it, nervousness being something I hadn't noticed before with Donny.

He took my hands and pulled me inside and didn't waste any time slipping his arms round me and then after a long lovely soft-lipped kiss and cuddle he took my hand and led me up the stairs to a cosy bedroom with a nice big double bed with I remember, brown sheets.

Not wishing to waste any time I stripped down quickly leaving only my bra, panties, suspenders and stockings on.

I was loving the way Donny was eying me up and down with an undisguised look of lust and thinking to myself that all my preparations had been worthwhile.

Donny continued eyeing me up then giving a wolf whistle said 'God you look bloody gorgeous Della, I can't believe its all for me, what a lucky old bugger I am'.

Loving the compliment and not being shy in front of him, I slowly spun around to give him an eyeful of the 'complete package' he was getting.

Donny said he almost daren't touch me as I looked so perfect, lovely and sexy, what a figure.'

I quickly reposted saying that 'not touching' wasn't what I came for and that he could make a real pig of himself with me in fact I will disappointed if he doesn't!

He laughed dirtily and said 'good cos I can't wait to get my hands on you'.

He quickly stripped off and then slipped his arms round me pulling me tight up against him and we had a nice long slow French Kiss our tongue's searching each other's and I could feel his already bare hard cock pressing up against my bare tummy.

He was making me feel really sexy and I said invitingly 'well Donny here I am and nobody to interrupt us this time - I'm all yours'.

He didn't need any encouragement and before long I was on my back on the bed with my thighs wide apart watching his tongue explored my labia and clitoris.

I had been looking forward to having my first real orgasm with Donny, the old bugger and his tongue knew exactly what to do and I was soon beginning to feel the tell-tale signs of an approaching orgasm.

Because I was so pent up in anticipation I sensed and was hoping it was going to be intense.

His tongue was expertly alternately sucking my clit and then flicking it with his tongue.

I relaxed as I felt my orgasm build up and then it hit me - massive waves of pleasure swept through my body only interrupted once by a sharp pain between my legs as Donny continued his foraging between my legs. The orgasm was so intense I was only dimly aware of the pain although I did yelp in surprise but as the next wave of my orgasm went through me I quickly forgot it.

After such a breathtaking orgasm I was aching and gasping to be fucked and told him to hurry up as I couldn't wait to have his cock in me.

I loved the feel as his cock as it started it's journey into me, first nudging apart the lips of my cunt and then more forcibly pushing it's full length into the depths of my vagina!

As soon as he got fully up me and started thrusting I tuned in instinctively to him like before, raising my hips to match his grunting thrusts as we fucked with a steady rhythm, sometimes hard and fast and sometimes slow and gentle, he seemed to know exactly when to change rhythm.

I felt quite helpless as he pinned me down and I was enjoying the total control he had of me and anyway I was specially eager to please him (and myself) this first time in our hideaway.

With no chance of interruptions we fucked like this for longer than we ever had a chance to before, only pausing now and kissing ardently and allowing Donny to do a nibbling tour of my neck, breasts and nipples! Then after that pleasure I had the pleasure of him pushing his cock in me again.

Now and then and sometimes all of a sudden Donny would thrust really deep and hard into me giving a deep throated groan.

I was really enjoying the freedom of not having to think about holding myself back or worried somebody might hear us or walk in on us.

I knew it wouldn't take much to tip me over the edge but I wanted to prolong the feeling of it building up and up to the climax.

This time I was going to get to really let myself go and completely give my body and soul to this 62 year old man - my lover!

Pretty soon I couldn't hold back any longer and heard myself shouting unintelligibly at Donny 'Oooooh fuck I like that, ooooh shit Donny, oooh fuck I'm going to cum for you, I want to cum for you Donny, Ooooh God I'm cumming, do it in me Donny, oooh do me bareback, shoot your cum in me.' I knew this was it as I let my body and mind surrender completely to him.

I had waited long enough to actually cum with Donny after faking it before and so glad when I felt the tingle of my approaching orgasm beginning to grow deep within me, spreading gradually outwards into my lower belly and upper thighs, the beginnings I knew of that so long suppressed orgasm.

I began trembling uncontrollably as my first vaginal orgasm with Donny hit me. Very quickly it became so intense and primal it was like the world had stopped momentarily - I couldn't get any words out and all I could do was pant furiously. I just threw my head back, mouth open and then a kind of mewling sound came from deep down in my throat as spasm after spasm rolled through me my hips bucking up from the bed. Thankfully my vocal chords relaxed enough to allow a whimpering sound followed quickly by me moaning loudly and I heard myself shouting out long drawn-out 'Oooooh Fuck,' 'Fuuuuuuck Donny,' and 'Ooooh My God, oh my god, oh my god, look at me Donny, look at me, listen to me, look at what you've done to me Donny.'

Donny was kissing me furiously all over my face but stopped and said 'You look so beautiful and lovely when you cum for me Della'.

I sought out his lips and kissed him deeply in gratitude for bringing me to such a mind boggling orgasm.

Satisfied that he had brought me to climax, Donny let himself go and I wanted him to cum in me quickly while I was still on a sexual high. I instinctively dug my fingers in his buttocks and felt them tighten each time with guttural grunts he unloaded burst after burst of his semen in me. I could feel his cock pulsate and spasm each time he shot another load of his stuff in me while all the time little ripples of orgasm were throbbing through me.

I was in Heaven!, completely lost in it, eyes closed, panting and desperately seeking his lips as ripple after ripple of orgasm continued to control my body. It seemed to go on forever and I couldn't stop myself gasping out incoherently, what I could only assume was absolute filth.

Even in the midst of this I sensed that Donny had finished thrusting and I opened my eyes to see he had lifted himself up on his hands and was looking down with a look of lusty contentment at the union of his old and my younger body with my pubes nestling his spent cock 'Ooh my god Della your cunt feel so good and you look so bloody beautiful when you are cumming!'

I croaked back 'it's you who does it Donny, you know how to fuck me till I can hardly stand it, I love it Donny, I love it'.

I did feel properly naughty but slightly ashamed at myself for surrendering myself so completely to an old man like Donny, but I loved it anyway - so there!'

As we lay naked and relaxing afterwards I put my hand behind his head and pulled his head down so his face was resting on my tits and stroked his face and whispered softly 'God that was so intense Mr D, I don't know what you did but thank you.'

Donny kissed me softly and whispered back 'my pleasure Mrs B, you looked so sensuous and beautiful as you came for an old bugger like me, it made me feel 20 years younger!'

'You probably wouldn't have lasted that long if you were 20 years younger Donny, anyway I hope we can look forward to the same again now we have this privacy.'

I lay in his arms in the luxury of this private situation where we were able to relax and enjoy the after sex euphoria instead of having to worry about being discovered. It was blissful, stroking each other, kissing and cuddling instead of me having to hurry Donny up worried we would be missed or discovered.

I was thinking how surprising it was that while we were kissing, cuddling and fucking I had no sense of age difference - his lips were soft and his tongue searching - in fact he was just lovely to snog!

I found myself stroking the remanent's of grey hair on his balding head and then tracing the shape of his lips with my finger then giving his open lips a soft kiss, my lips just brushing his then taking his bottom lip in my mouth and sucking it gently then slipping my tongue in his mouth and then I started kissing him passionately as a wave of gratitude and affection for him swept through me. I just couldn't believe I was lying there in the arms of a balding grey haired 62 year old man and feeling these waves of affection for him!

Just for the record though, I wasn't in love with him - I was in lust with him!

Donny started to respond to my kissing and he took my hand and moved it down to find his penis newly awakened and nearly erect, I took the hint and caressing it said 'For an old man you're insatiable Mr D, but I've got to go, I've got to go, save it all up for next time' reassuring him, in case he had any doubts, that I wanted more (for the moment anyway!).

Driving home I did feel rather chuffed with myself and I loved that he was also chuffed knowing he had made me cum like that and anyway I felt he deserved it for the heart-stopping way he fucks me.

Then, remembering Hubby, I hoped he would also be proud of his little minx of a wife and wouldn't be upset when I (enjoy) telling him how intense it was when Donny made me cum while he was shooting his cum in me.

As I lay in bed that night with my legs spreadeagled I related the details of my first visit to Mr D's place to him while we kissed off and on while he gently caressed my clit but before long his kisses dropped down to my tummy and then he moved down to kiss my clit his head disappeared between my legs but before his tongue got to work he exclaimed 'what the fuck!'

Startled I said 'what's up?'

'You've got a red bite mark on the inside of your thigh - look right up near your pussy- did you ask Donny to do it.'

'Let me have a look,' he was right, right at the top of my inner thigh was a clear bite mark and I realised that Donny had marked me deliberately, he must have done it when I was orgasming that first time as I do remember feeling a sharp pain.

I thought was he sort of branding me as his - the cheeky arrogant bugger?

I said 'no of course I didn't ask him he must have done it when I was cumming and out of it or when he was giving my cunt a good tonguing'. I added that at the time even if I knew what he was going to do I probably wouldn't have stopped him anyway as I was too far gone.

Sam said 'on the one hand I don't like the idea of him leaving 'love bites' on my wife, but on the other hand I can feel my cock twitching at the thought of you cumming while he was biting you.'

'Well I'll tell him he's not to do it again as I might be found out and that luckily I spotted it before you did!

Having got that out of the way Sam asked me if I was happy with this first visit and was I happy to carry on meeting him?

Before answering I hesitated a little so I didn't sound too enthusiastic 'yes I'd like to if you are still alright with it, I mean it's very private there, I feel quite safe with him and we have more time so I can really let myself go - we can make all the noise we like, and the bonus is I have much more to tell you afterwards - but of course only so long as he stops giving me 'love bites'!'

So at 35 years old and in my sexual prime I started to meet Donny regularly at his secret hideaway.

It was still a bit of a conundrum to me why I was so keen and happy to have sex with a man 27 years older than me.

I think the answer was simple really, he was a really good fuck, different to Sam and with no complications, and a 'fillip' to our normal sex life and of course I was confident Donny wouldn't kiss and tell and nobody could find out thanks to our private little 'love nest'.

Until I started going to Donny's hideaway we had only had sex those few times previously when he came to empty the fruit machine. With the greater opportunity the hideaway offered there was no such restraint and any nervousness I had of being caught in the act had gone.

Donny had obviously being thinking that as well and started ringing me up every week or so to try to arrange for us to meet!

I knew I had to be careful that Donny didn't take me for granted so when he rang I would sometimes say I couldn't make it and of course he always tried to persuade me to cancel whatever excuse I gave him, but I knew it was important for me not to give way. I didn't want him thinking he could have me when he wanted - although I wouldn't have minded really!

Donny and me were now having sex on average 2 or 3 times a month and sometimes 4 and Sam was getting the benefit of me relating the action later in our marital bed! Worth mentioning here that Sam and me were also having sex 3 or 4 times a week - partly thanks to the stimulus provided by good old Donny!

So I had the best of both worlds.

When Mr D and I had sex at the restaurant we hadn't chatted much mainly because we had to be quick and quiet in case staff discovered us or suspected something was going on, but with the much more relaxed situation at the hideaway we started chatting much more about life and things in general.

I couldn't help reflecting on the contrast between me as Donny's brazen hussy at the 'sex nest', and then 2/3 hours later being 'Mum' or Restaurant Proprietor with my business head firmly on!

As the months swept by I felt myself getting fonder of my dirty old demanding Norfolk Boy - in fact probably I was getting too fond.

But little by little I was asking myself if my dalliance with him was getting a little out of hand?

To be continued......