She took out her last cigarette and smoked it up. We were in a dim lit corner of the road outside our pub, her back against its wall. we shared the sm...ke and while talking I used to go near to her ear and talk , since the music was quite loud. That was the start of the intimacy . Occasional touches, chilly Bangalore night, a little high was just getting the fire ignited. We both knew that we can handle the outside marriage fling.I got to know that her hubby is in the states on project work for. It was time to amp it up a bit.I began to match his rhythm, pushing my body with my arms and meeting him thrust for thrust. When I managed to keep that up pretty consistently, I started to add a little swivel to my hips on every back stroke.It must have done the trick because what little restraint he had managed to collect earlier had shattered and he was once again slamming into me at a delectably punishing rate.He must have known I was close again because he reached down and pulled me up by. He went to play on the computer, then sat thinking about the factthat he was a man, and men didn't wear dresses. Then he decided hewould wear what he wanted when he wanted and to hell with anyone'sopinion. He could always tell anyone his wife was forcing him towear the dresses and he wouldn't be lying. The phone roused him from his thoughts and it was Samanthatelling him she would be just a little late getting home. He toldher that would be no problem and went to turn down the slow cooker. . She has red hair with a red bush to match. Her boobs are medium size. Dad is gone a lot so this probably is what dove mom and I together. Mom told me she wanted me too but that I needed to wait till I had reached the age of consent so everything was legal. Well that day came and mom made a hotel reservation for she and I. I could not wait. A week before the big I quite playing with my cock so I could let my balls fill with plenty of cum to make mom happy. Well that day came and mom and I went.