Out with my husband three weeks ago, we entered a pub/bistro and sat down at the end of the bar on two bar stools. My husband noticed some guys he knew after five minutes and went over to talk to them leaving me alone. After twenty minutes he came back to tell me he was going to play pool with them, once again leaving me on my own. I was furious, but my anger was soon cut short when I came face to face with an old flame. It was a guy called Michael who'd gone into the military when we were both in our late teens. He looked so good and without prompting him, he asked me if the guy playing pool was my husband. I told him what my husband had done and Mike said he'd never leave a good looking woman like me on my own. All his old charm came back as we chatted, as did my memory of our sexual times together. I couldn't help myself as I just got incredibly horny talking to and looking at him.
When Mike asked me if I still enjoyed public sex, I stifled a laugh and let him know my husband doesn't like adventurous sex. Like a flash, Mike asked me if I'd like to have some fun. Looking over at my husband laughing, playing pool with his friends and ignoring me altogether, I said "Why not". Moving behind me so he was right up close to my backside, Mike asked me to remove my knickers. I had a shortish loose skirt on and a tight blouse which really accentuated my breasts. Shuffling about on the bar stool, I eventually removed my knickers and said "Now what".
Mike got even closer behind me, and I felt him move the material of my skirt so it was overhanging the back of the bar stool. Asking me to hang my arse over the rear of the stool, he then slid two wet fingers inside my pussy. It felt amazing knowing the pub was full of people and that my husband was only a yards away from us. Moving his fingers along my pussy and down to arsehole, he began to smear my own pussy juices all over my arsehole. Hearing him unzipping his trousers, I knew what was coming next. Putting his left arm around my waist, Mike guided his cock to my anal opening and pushed in. Putting his head close to mine, he said "No condoms", I quickly replied "I love it up my arse, remember".
As though we were just having a conversation with him talking to me from behind, Mike began to fuck me. It is the single best place and time I've ever had sex in. Each time his cock sank deep up my arsehole, I got shivers of delight pulsing through me. After only a couple of minutes I came and had to once again stifle a low horny moan. Mike knew I'd orgasmed and asked me if he could "Bust his nut" up my arse. Wiggling about a little, I told him to cum up me as much as he wanted to. Seconds later he did, filling my backside with his hot sticky cum.
Sorting himself out using me as a screen, he walked back around and we faced each other again. Literally seconds before my husband came walking back over, Mike past me a card. I quickly put it in my hand bag. Very calmly Mike introduced himself to my husband as one of my old school friends. At the same time I felt Mikes cum dripping out of my arsehole and onto the floor below me.
We all chatted for around five minutes about old times and I couldn't help but laugh when my husband asked Mike if we'd ever been an item. I think my husband took it as if we'd never been one, when in fact I laughed because some of Mikes cum had oozed along my backside and was trickling into my pussy slit. An item, we'd just been an item a few minutes before with a whole pub full of people, and my husband oblivious to us fucking.
Mike made his excuses and left, but not before he told me try out the swimming baths he'd recommended for exercise. I knew precisely what he meant, as we'd once had sex in the public baths changing area. Watching him walk away, I asked my husband if he wanted to go home, he said yes and we took a taxi outside. Back at home and I genuinely did try to say no, my husband went down on me before he fucked me over the arm of the sofa. I knew when he was licking my pussy he would be licking at least some of Mikes cum into his mouth. It turned me on no end, hence the reason I had him fuck my pussy over the sofa arm from behind.
I text Mike the next morning after my husband left for work. He text back to my request to meet up at the swimming baths, saying he'd meet me there the following afternoon, but added, He only wanted a fun relationship and nothing serious. I text back "That's fine with me as long as we fuck, when and where I want". We've met four times since the night at the pub. Each time we've had sex in a semi public and public place. I know what I'm doing is cheating, but if my husband had been more attentive that night then nothing would have happened. And besides I know fairly soon Mike will getting engaged, but whilst it lasts, I'm going to enjoy him and his cock.