"Would you like to come to my house and hang out?"I think if I hadn't been blocking her escape she would have run."Look, I think you have guessed that...I'm pretty smart," I sighed. "I know something is wrong. I know you don't want to tell me. I'm fine with that. What I am offering is for you to come back to my place and just hang out. Contrary to my reputation, I am not going to hit on you." We don't know each other. I don't think we have said two words to each other before today. Why are you. I paused and listened again for sounds in the barn, and all was quiet.The mare approached me as I was settling my mind that all was fine, and sniffed me. She seemed to recognize me from the afternoon, as she brushed her nose against me and sniffed me again. Then she turned her rear toward me and lifted her tail. This time I was ready, and when her urine streamed out again I moved out of the way.My cock instantly responded to her advance, but I commanded it to be still, as I had nothing to stand. In eight years of sex with her I have fucked her doggie style three times. She always says a woman is not suppose to like sex, she comes from the old school of women who believe you only fuck to have babies. She’s a good wife and a fabulous cook so I put up with her. I just go out and have my wild sex with hookers and whores. My wife has let me eat her pussy about six times since we have been married she says it’s not normal to have oral sex. I was surprised the other night I came home about. I stood up in front of her, her eyes directly studying the tentpole that confronted her, she sat upright as she processed what she was looking at, “Wow Sir”, she said with a soft smile, I reached into the waistband of my shorts and slowly pulled them down and stepped out of them, her eyes lit up as my cock sprung into view standing loud and proud.She tried to speak but the words wouldn’t come out as she stared at the veiny shaft and hanging balls, surely at 19 she had seen one before, maybe.