It was just a task that I did to ensure that my wife is pleased. Naturally, my sex life had become boring and these days we hardly talked about it. Ho...ever, everything was going to change after my US trip.This sex story starts with me going to the US on a business trip. Obviously, I was going to stay at my son’s place. My son – Rahul was in a relationship with a girl of Indian origin. The girl – Niyati, was born and brought up in the US but her parents had migrated to the US just after. I think I must have blushed. Suddenly I had no idea what to do and knew that I had been caught. "George! George!" She says. "You have a visitor!" Mmmmmm" He mumbles, his mouth full of her cock. "It might be a customer." I couldn't speak."He will be with you in a moment. He is somewhat busy at the moment." It's alright George, It is only me. I saw this gorgeous young lady heading this way and followed her to see if I could help her. I hadn't expected you to be here." My explanation sounds feeble. “I’m fisting your cute shaven pussy now” You say as we both watch your efforts. The sight of your fist in my pussy transfixes me, you aren’t satisfied though and you try to work a finger into my tight ass, it’s a tough task because you’re taking up all the space in my needy body but you just about manage it and you’re thrusting both of my holes now, making me cry out in submission. My clit is taut as you stretch me but I rub it hard and fast until I am screaming with a mixture of. Though she was obviously excited, I could tell it wasn't quite to the point of orgasm.I had already gone too far, but there was no stopping now. It was all for her benefit, after all, wasn't it? At least, telling myself that seemed to strip away all of the guilt."Would you like me to kiss you again?" I asked her."A daddy kiss, or a boyfriend kiss?" A boyfriend kiss," I smiled."Oh god, would you?"I leaned over, staring down at her pretty face lying there on the pillow, her bright eyes staring up.