When I met Emma she was dating a guy whom I never had liked and to my great pleasure she preferred me and dumped him soon after we had met. Emma and I...had an average relationship with love, marriage and a child. Like most other couples we had our ups and downs but never any serious problems until she met her ex-boyfriend again at the historic society's theater. But that was history now because I had put a stop to that relationship before anything serious happened.I had never believed that she. As I stripped off my clothes, she greased up her own asshole using two fingers and then three fingers to get it good and stretched out for me.I crawled up on the bed and I slipped my hard cock into the opening that she had created. I slipped right in with an audible ahh. She too made a sound of pleasure and then she rocked up into me. I had never fucked a girl that young before. I had never fucked a girl in that position before. I had never had anal sex either. The fact that I had paid this. We can meet for lunch once or twice a week, and I can drop by on Sundays." You're not coming back, then?" No. Before you get your second chance, you have to do the time. You have to do some thinking, too. You have to decide if you can accept me as I am, with my habits, with my job. And I have to make up my mind if I can ever kiss you again."She flinched under that last remark, but then she nodded. "If that is what it takes, I'm willing." Okay, let's say lunch together on Tuesdays and Thursdays.. Eventually our conversation turned to fantasies and I confessed to Scott I had always wanted my husband to take control of the situation and have his way with me. Later in the evening he walked with me when I had to go to the ladies room. As I came out of the ladies room, Scott grabbed my hand and lead me into deserted hall way. Taking both my hands with his left hand, he pulled them over my head as he pressed me against the wall. Slowly he started kissing me and without realizing what I was.