Now I was waiting for my flight home at the airport hall, when I heard a sweet voice calling my name from my back…I turned around and saw there was ...heila; my old mate Jim’s wife. She was a very sexy woman in her mid forties and I had dreamed always to fuck her; but she was deeply in love with her husband and I did not know if she would consider playing around.Sheila sat with me and we made small talk while waiting the same flight. Then suddenly they announced that the flight was delayed.But. " Bev's irony was turning me on, even more so. So I spent a few minutes picking up fallen twigs, small stones, and other items that might turn back on me, as I mowed. I took pains to give her a full view of my bottom, and its little hole, as I bent to collect the offending articles, both real and imaginary. The closer I got to her, the more she voiced her approval, and the longer I maintained this subordinate and vulnerable position. Bev was dictating the show, but Wendy was far more subdued.I. "Of course. You're worried that I'll call the police. Don't worry, Jason, I won't." I'm sorry, Tammy."Jason walked to the bed and sat down beside his wife. He tried to explain what had happened, starting with what he had assumed was her lack of desire for him, and then how he had started looking at pics on the Internet. In its way, his explanation was painful, embarrassing, but nothing as bad as what Tammy had endured when she interrupted her husband and daughter fucking on the floor of the. We fished for a couple hours when we decided we’d had enough and headed back to the truck. Once there I had to piss so I just took out my cock and started to pee. He followed suit and I was quite surprised to see his nice cock. It was as big soft as I was hard and that’s just a little under 6”. I was looking at it and said “That’s nice. Bet your wife likes it.” “She used to but since she’s been pregnant, she won’t even touch it” Frank said. “No hand job, blowjob or anything?” I asked. “Nope”.