When I was 16 years old I caught my mom having sex with a young guy who lived only a few steets away from where we lived back then. They didn't see me as I was supposed to be at football practice. My dad was at work on his night shift and I'd missed practice because I wanted to finish off an important project I was very late on at school.

It's something I don't want to dwell on, but watching my moms ass taking this guys cock up it, has stayed with me ever since. For a long time I thought about telling my dad, but because of his health problems I never did. Two years after I saw the slut who was my mom fucking her young lover, my dad died.

A month later without explaining why, I moved out.

Fast track five and half years to the summer just gone, and to where I met a beautiful slightly older woman called Kelly, on a course I was attending. We hit it off straight away and were chatting away like we'd been friends for years. At the end of the two day course we arranged to meet up, Kelly giving me her cell number, and a have a drink together. Just as I was kissing her on the cheek to say good bye, a smallish fat guy walked over and asked Kelly who I was.

I couldn't believe who I was looking at. It was the same guy who'd I'd witnessed fucking my own mother. He'd put on lots of weight and looked like a piece of shit, but it was the same guy. With a fury building in me, Kelly introduced me to her husband Mike.

It took everything I had not to beat the shit out the fucker, but instead I smiled, shook his hand and vowed to myself, I'd see things right. The next afternoon I rang Kelly.

We met at a bar near to where I live and started talking about the course we'd been on, life in general and then she opened up about her relationship with Mike. She told me he'd become extremely jealous of her ever since he'd had an accident the year before, an accident which had cost him the ability to get an erection naturally. Holding Kelly's slim warm hand, I told her I didn't have that problem.

We didn't even get to the motel before Kelly's head was in my lap. I was driving and my cock was being stroked and sucked as Kelly's head bobbed up and down. With her mouth full of my dick, I asked Kelly if she liked it up her ass. The response I got and I still think about it, was "mmm mmmm (taking my cock out of her mouth) fuck yeah, I love it up my ass".

The two hours we booked the room for, almost half an hour of it, I had my eight inches pounding away at Kelly's amazingly tight butt hole. In my mind it was supposed to be a way of getting back at the bastard I'd seen fucking my mom, after we'd been having sex for over an hour and a half, that changed. By that time we were actually making love and I was licking away at Kellys beautiful pussy and clit, her husbands supposidly marrital sacrosanct.

Our affair has lasted and flourished from the first time in the motel. Kelly would tell me after our first few times together as we lay naked fondling each other, Mike would get horny, but couldn't raise a hard on. So she'd have him lick her out, often knowingly with traces of my cum still in her pussy or ass. I'd listen to her speak and think back to the time I saw him with my mom, knowing he'd been taking in my cum into his mouth and swallowing it.

We've been sharing my bed in my apartment as many times a week as we can get time together ever since. Kelly has slowly but surely fallen in love with me, as I have with her. I've told Kelly about the past and she's accepted it was at first a way of seeking revenge for me, but has now grown into love between us. I even think she thinks it's a form of Karma for Mike as she has said it to me in passing.

Close to Christmas Kelly will be leaving her husband and moving in with me. I've accepted a job move in another city and we leave on the 21st to start a new life together. A note from the pair of us will be waiting for Mike.

Merry Christmas Mike..........