Straight Male / 39
Due to my job there's never any set time I can get home, especially if we get an emergency. One day I had called home announcing that I would have to come late, around two or three hours. Half hour later I was told the
situation had been cleared so I was free to leave for the day.
I had the habit of entering my house in the back door where the sidewalk is raised several feet due to the terrain. From the sidewalk one can see the part of the kitchen through a high window. One cannot see out of the window but easily inside from the sidewalk. Glancing in the window I saw my wife, Tess, bent over the kitchen table as my neighbor, Stan, was helping himself, banging Tess doggy style. I felt humiliated and pissed. I hopped to the side of the sidewalk, went back to my car than waited half an hour. By that time it was dusk and sitting across the street inside my car, slouched down, I saw Stan rapidly tip-toeing it out my front door.
Walking back and using the back door, I saw Tess cleaning up the kitchen, She had not cooked because she had no idea when I would return. I said, "Let's go out and have a light dinner." She agreed and explained that she wanted to shower first. This was unusual but I said nothing.
Two weeks later on a Sunday I ran into Fran, Stan's wife, at the drug store and asked her to have some coffee with me, I then told her exactly what I had seen. She said, "Well, that's too bad but Stan is a known pig with women and grabs off as much as he can. Mostly, he ignores me and I stopped giving him blow jobs because I don't know who or what he has been doing lately. Do you find me attractive? I find you attractive."
Before I could answer, she said, "Wanna fuck up a storm with me?" I finally took a good up and down look at Fran and for the first time was glad I had seen Stan fucking Tess. That was a year ago and Fran and I are still at it whenever we get the chance, a number of times during the week. We do it a lot in her car since she often comes to my office for nooners. There's a university near my office and we always go to the largest parking lot, park in the middle of the lot buried in cars, where we fuck madly, like crazed mice, usually in the back seat. It takes her no time to climb on top of me and ride since she never wears anything under her skirts for our nooners.
Thank you, Stan and Tess.
situation had been cleared so I was free to leave for the day.
I had the habit of entering my house in the back door where the sidewalk is raised several feet due to the terrain. From the sidewalk one can see the part of the kitchen through a high window. One cannot see out of the window but easily inside from the sidewalk. Glancing in the window I saw my wife, Tess, bent over the kitchen table as my neighbor, Stan, was helping himself, banging Tess doggy style. I felt humiliated and pissed. I hopped to the side of the sidewalk, went back to my car than waited half an hour. By that time it was dusk and sitting across the street inside my car, slouched down, I saw Stan rapidly tip-toeing it out my front door.
Walking back and using the back door, I saw Tess cleaning up the kitchen, She had not cooked because she had no idea when I would return. I said, "Let's go out and have a light dinner." She agreed and explained that she wanted to shower first. This was unusual but I said nothing.
Two weeks later on a Sunday I ran into Fran, Stan's wife, at the drug store and asked her to have some coffee with me, I then told her exactly what I had seen. She said, "Well, that's too bad but Stan is a known pig with women and grabs off as much as he can. Mostly, he ignores me and I stopped giving him blow jobs because I don't know who or what he has been doing lately. Do you find me attractive? I find you attractive."
Before I could answer, she said, "Wanna fuck up a storm with me?" I finally took a good up and down look at Fran and for the first time was glad I had seen Stan fucking Tess. That was a year ago and Fran and I are still at it whenever we get the chance, a number of times during the week. We do it a lot in her car since she often comes to my office for nooners. There's a university near my office and we always go to the largest parking lot, park in the middle of the lot buried in cars, where we fuck madly, like crazed mice, usually in the back seat. It takes her no time to climb on top of me and ride since she never wears anything under her skirts for our nooners.
Thank you, Stan and Tess.
