It wasn’t that there wasn’t a ton of prospective candidates to fuck my over fifty wife, but finding the right one who could bring out the woman in...her was the real challenge. We decided one night to stop by a local hang out where several college students like to visit. It was packed with several young college students as my wife and I sat up at the bar. We both ordered a drink as I began to canvass the place for any potential young men. It was then my wife caught a glimpse of two young men. You came out to say hello to me and you were wearing your black lacy lingerie that you wore for our repairman fantasy. You were surprised to see my friends there but you came out anyways with a smirk on your face. We were kind of drunk and the other guys were staring at your obviously hard nipples that were poking out and at your creamy legs. You were wearing your hair in a pony tail and you had bright red lipstick on and some other makeup, which was strange as you were just asleep (or so you. I helped Kathy sit up. I moved to her and we kissed. I asked Was that good? Yes! was her reply. I said I want to be inside of you. I had her move to the end of the table and while she sat on the edge, I removed my trunks and slowly stroked myself as I moved to her. I placed my dick at her opening and easily slid inside. I kissed her lightly on the lips and whispered Ive wanted to do this for a long time! I stroked slowly, not wanting to rush. She had her hands clasped behind my neck and she. ‘Sorry, Sven, I can’t wait. I have to go to the loo, you’ll have to find somewhere to stop.’ We were on a fairly busy main road, a four-lane, so it wasn’t going to be there. ‘Look there’s a turn-off,’ she said, ‘Take that. I’ll find somewhere down there.’ Off the main road a few hundred yards there was a pull-in. So I dutifully pulled in, and Maggie hopped out and disappeared though a gate into a field. Fortunately, it had been a dry week, so there wasn’t much in the way of mud about. I took.