"Technically," she thought to herself, "These young guys are 'those guys from the other night'." She clicked reply and simply wrote, "Where and when?"...It felt like cheating on her husband, but she kept reminding herself that he explicitly commanded her to do this, even if he didn't technically know about these particular guys. Two days later she got a reply, and her fingers mindlessly picked at the hem of her robe as she read the address and time on the screen. The location was a house about 15. "Spread your legs very wide," he said.I did as I was told, I realized that he was in charge and that was what he wanted. After I did that he got behind me, on the bed, pulled a pillow underneath it so that he could fuck me from behind. He slid his cock into my very very wet pussy from the back passage, which felt so good, so amazing, no one had ever entered me that way before, or taken so much care of me. His cock went in very very slowly, smoothly, I was so so wet. He said, "Do you like. “Yeah, we were both pretty wasted I think,” I said.Then, out of nowhere, she asks, “Why were you so quick to dismiss that we weren’t a couple to the waiter? Am I not attractive enough?”I was a bit taken aback. I stuttered, “What? ..No, wait…what?”“Never mind,” she said, and quietly ate her food. Things got a bit awkward after that, as we finished our meals, in almost dead silence.She got up to do the dishes and turned her back to me. I weighed my options, but all I could see was that tight ass,. Under the blanket he started caressing my buttocks and then my balls. He then traced the perineum line from my balls to my asshole. I almost jumped with pleasure. Luckily, because of the noise of the moving bus, our movements and sounds were masked. He started fingering my asshole on the outside first. He lightly traced the ring of my puckered hole with his finger. He then tried to penetrate my hole with the tip of his finger and soon realized that I was pretty tight. He stopped for a minute.