’ Oh great! A struggling, out of work, middle aged writer, Maggie thought to herself. He had said, ‘no longer had’ which seemed to indicate that...he had once had a family. Did he have children from that broken marriage as she did? It was just a cup of coffee, he was both handsome and enigmatic. What the hell. Maggie and Jack walked across the campus to a small contractor operated coffee shop which offered a reasonable facsimile of the national brand. They procured their coffee, she insisted on. Even her labia seemed to be already wet…I asked her about her plans for the night and she told me she just was horny and wanted to check somebody at the local bar to bring back home. She would let me watch her hungry cunt being fucked by a stranger in our own marital bed if I wanted…The local bar was crowded, but my sexy wife did not find any man to satisfy her sexual arouse. Anita started to get bored there…We were finishing our drinks and almost ready to go home when a middle age guy came up. The pose was reclined, like she was in bed waiting for me. She had managed to capture her own smoldering expression so well that my mouth watered in response. Her hips, her breasts, the soft tuft of hair at the joining of her thighs, it was all conveyed with a few strokes of a pencil and smudges of charcoal.I left the sketch on my desk and ran back downstairs. I had her number dialed on the house line in seconds.“So what do you think?” she asked with a pleased purr.“I think I love it,” I. He left my pussy a total mess!! Would you be a dear and clean it up for me? It's all in my pussy hair, there's some on my pussy lips and a ton deep into my pussy!!" Then I propped myself up on my elbows and said "come and get it, cucky"!! You'll have to dig deep as Raffy is a much bigger man than you are". So very, very hot!! For the first time, I completely understood the allure of a cuckold relationship..I was the food service coordinator for a mid-sized University and Raffy was a site.