As I approached our bedroom,I could hear the unmistakeable sounds of my wife moaning,and also the sound of flesh slapping flesh,my heart was going lik... a jackhammer as I peered through the not fully closed door.What I saw was so erotic,she was riding someone,i couldn't see his face,but I could clearly see a very large cock goin in and out of her pussy she would lift slowly up then all the way down again so you couldn't see all of it,but when she was at the top of her ascent there were a good 8. It was almost surreal, we’d only met a few hours ago and here we were naked, wrapped in each other’s arms, having just brought each other to shuddering climaxes and talking openly and sharing intimate thoughts. It underlined what I’ve always believed that age is no barrier between the sexes; it’s about compatibility, empathy and mutual attraction. I’d had a thing for older women since my teens and was lucky enough to have ‘known’ (in the biblical sense) more than my fair share of older ladies. Of coarse it’s bad. I was with a man, that means I’m gay, I’m not gay, just very confused. I wasn’t confused when I set off from home this morning. Chris has turned me gay. What do I tell my wife when I go home? “Hello luv. The course was boring but on the plus side had a wild night of sex with a man. What’s for dinner? I may go out later to a gay bar.” My head chewed it over for I don’t know how long. The next thing a male voice was coming into my head. “Phil!. It’s time you knew about anal love!”She trembled a little, so I said, “I’m going to be very careful. You won’t realize how cautious I can be.”I read the instructions, and put a dollop on my hand and pressed some up inside her pretty ass. I heard her take a big breath and a giggle. I put some on my dick as well. I closed the lid, put it away and did some precision prodding at her tiny little Rosebud.“How do you like it so far, mom?”“Go ahead and put it in further. Maybe an inch at a time?”I got.