She had even tried a few threesome with a couple of lads who were mates.And now she has been home for three weeks, in a village where everyone knows h...r, and gossip would get back to her parents immediately.She was horny and frustrated.It was two AM, the last of the revellers were putting on their coats, and it was almost time to close the pub.Andy, the landlord, ushered out the last couple of customers. He locked the door and gestured to Sophie and Tim to sit down on the sofa.He thanked them. I could not see her, see Becky, his slut, my wife. It had been since Friday and now it was Sunday night. She had been with him all weekend.What had happened?Mr. Williams looked perfectly groomed and dressed as if he just stepped from a shower. He bent over to help someone from the limo. I saw her foot again. I saw her leg, the hem of her dress. Ah! There she was. Oh, my. Becky looked well fucked. I opened the house door and ran down the sidewalk towards them. She saw me coming and smiled. She. To forget the rigors of the day. As I pull into the driveway, I notice the house is dark. I enter quietly and the first thing that I notice is the silence. I put my briefcase down and begin to go upstairs. As my eyes adjust to the darkness. I notice a faint light flickering down the hall. I slowly walk down the hall and gently push open the bedroom door. I notice a single candle burning, wax gently dripping down the side, on to the dresser. As I scan across the room, I am taken by surprise. God! Two lovely apples were asking me to taste them. She covered it first out of shyness then I held her hands apart and buried my face into those beautiful hot mountains.Started circling her boobs with my tongue, kissed it, then started sucking them hard really hard. Was like a devil then. She started bouncing off the sofa. She was moaning heavily and pulled my hair. I slid my hands through her chudi pant and touched her panty. She breathed heavily when I touched her panty it was wet and hot..