"Do you want to get fucked?" she asked."You know I do, Beverly, but you're a married woman," I said, not really caring but giving her the out if she d...cided to take it. "And he's out of town," she replied firmly."Tell me where you live," I said, and I couldn't help rubbing my shaft a little in anticipation. "Neighbors might see your car in the drive," she said."Meet me in the parking lot of that Embassy Suites in 15 minutes, and I'll drive you to the house in my car."Needless to say, I was. I didn’t know what to think but I also didn’t see where my wife had accepted. I couldn’t even get my head around this all. Where the pictures of Connie, plastered all over my wife’s KIK app aroused me, I never had any indication that my wife had any bisexual tendencies. I was turned-on and confused at the same time. I decided to just play it normally and see what seemed to be developing. Over the next couple of weeks, everything seemed normal yet whenever my wife and I had sex, I couldn’t help. I remembered that she always could hold her alcohol without getting drunk. She paid for dinner and we headed for the parking lot with her left arm around my right. Once we got in the car; I held her tight and kissed her before we pulled out of the parking lot. Our next stop was the local drive-in theater. It was the same one that Marilyn and I had made out (to the extent she would allow) during our high school days. It had been restored and reopened several years ago. We parked on the far side. I added a third and a fourth finger, I was done teasing now and judging by the way she pushed down against them so was she. They slipped deep inside her with little resistance, her cunt was now a stretched out soaking wet tunnel. I wriggled my fingertips inside her, causing her to moan even louder into my dirty cunt. I began to slide my hand in and out of her loose pussy, her juices were now running down to my wrist and dripping onto my face as I added my thumb. "Oh fuck yes, fist my greedy old.