This feeling of horniness just rushed over me. I looked at the bartender for an explanation but by now he was focused on the two speedo studs making o...t. He was masturbating though his speedo, behind the bar. I had not noticed in my horny haze but my wife was now engaged in a conversation with the couple on my right. Before I knew it my wife was sitting on his lap. His wife came up to me and introduced herself. “Im Tiffany, do you mind if I sit down?” I looked around there were no seats. That’s. . one reply that stood apart. It was from a guy called "Lester" or, as he preferred, "Les".Les was an independent electrical contractor who was from a town about 20 minutes away from ours. He laid out his qualifications, almost like a resumé, in his very first response:"Hello, Cuck ... I am Lester (Les). I can completely understand your frustrations, but please be assured that I can help you with this. You have to understand that ALL women want to be sluts ... it just takes the right man, an. I was really enjoying the new Saffron that’s for sure. Throwing me down on the bed she gave me the most fantastic blow job ever. I blasted my first load down her throat within seconds…...now that had never happened before I can tell you. I don’t know what had got into her (apart from me of course) but I was just lovin’ it!She stood up and very quickly undressed, and jumped on top of me, pinned me down to the bed, so that my pulsating polaris docked with her slurpy silo in one swift mind blowing. I gave long stripes throughout her small back with my tongue and she started moaning loudly now as our feet jostled against each other down. After a good amount of licking I turned her around and started smooching her. Being a married woman she was an expert at that and gave me a strong dose of her saliva. I could sense that she was already wet and so was I as our precum mixed with each other. I then moved downwards with my sights firmly on her erect sexy breasts and took all of it hungrily in.