I walked slowly to my car, hoping she would have the sense not to throw away our ten years together for a quick fuck, no matter how smooth the guy was...As I pulled up under the covered drive in front of the club I knew the one dance had plenty of time to finish, another ten minutes passed, twenty, thirty. Then the door flew open and Sue rushed over to the car and got in, not once looking at me. I drove in silence. I knew she had let him fuck her and who knows what else? As the car warmed up. Did she have time to blow Charles before the party? It would be a really good idea to blow him the minute they got home.Although why wait? It was Charles' cock that she had to become reacquainted with, and there it was, not three feet away. And she really did need some cum, it had been hours since she'd tasted any."Catherine! What are you..." I'm going to suck your cock, Charles," she replied, unzipping him."My what?" Mwuh wock," she replied, already drawing him into her mouth."Ah! Here? In. I said I thought he did as well. I said why don't you go down stairs to him now, or would you like me to go and get him to come up to bed with us, she didn't want to that night, but would like to play on his next visit. We fantasised about the next time Justin visits. We agreed that she would tell me of their night together. Our sex that night was truly the best sex we had ever had.A bit of back ground, Julie was a BBW with large breasts, blond hair, and a lovely pussy, and she was about 45 at. Rick was 32, an amiable investment counselor. They'd struck up an "elevator friendship" and become good friends, trading dinners regularly. It had not taken long before Cassie made it clear that she was interested in something more intimate than dinner. Garrett had politely declined, explaining that he had no wish to cause a problem in the Jensen marriage.Cassie had disabused him of that notion. "You wouldn't be causing a problem," she'd said, "you'd be solving one. I love Rick to pieces, but.