After loosing my job recently, I became a little depressed. Not only through having no job, but also from my husbands non stop moaning for me to get one. Every day I was either writing letters, sending my CV, attending interviews or actually visiting companies to get work. Yet my husband didn't think I was trying hard enough.
At home eight days ago, writing yet another letter for employment, I heard the door bell ring. It was a delivery driver, delivering a huge parcel for my husband. Even though we'd begun to struggle financially, he'd ordered a whole load of fishing gear. Signing for the parcel, the young driver asked me if I was ok. I couldn't help it, I burst into tears. Moving us inside he held onto me and asked me if he could help. I still don't know why and that is genuine, but looking up at the young man, I kissed him. Not a quick kiss, but a full on tongue in mouth kiss. He responded and within two minutes of him entering our home, I was kissing a perfect stranger passionately and was having my pussy felt through my panties after he'd lifted up my skirt.
Stopping him I grabbed his hand, lead him into our kitchen and knelt down in front of him. He knew what I wanted and didn't waist any time in flopping out a large fat semi hard cock. Looking into his eyes I smiled at him, told him I wanted him to make me feel better and then sucked in his cock. No more than minute later his cock was rock hard and leaking pre cum.
With a sense of urgency, I stopped sucking on his cock, stood up and took off my top, skirt and panties, leaving on my shoes and my bra. Placing myself near to the kitchen table, I bent over it and asked him if he'd fuck me. His cock was inside my pussy and fucking me hard seconds later. There was no soft love making, just two complete strangers fucking one another, and I couldn't have been happier.
The young guy fucked me mercilessly for over ten minutes, and in that time I came twice. First as he fucked me from behind making me scream out when I came, then asking me stand up he sat on a chair and asked me to sit on his dick. I went to slide my pussy over his large cock, but it slipped back and entered my asshole. He made some comment about being sorry, but I wasn't. It had been months since my husband wanted anal sex, so feeling his cock slide up my rear was perfect.
I bounced up and down facing away from him for a short time building up rhythm and grinding onto his dick, but I wanted to see the face of the person fucking me. Holding onto him, I moved around keeping his cock up my ass, then I began to fuck him again. It gave him access to my breasts as he removed my bra to reveal my small tits, but large erect nipples. With him bending forwards sucking real hard on my right nipple, I orgasmed again. Still sucking my nipple I heard him grunt and then his cock let go up my asshole. I felt his spunk filling my ass and I told him to empty his balls up me.
He stopped cumming and released my right nipple. It was erect and he'd given me a hickey all around it. We kissed again then, and I moved off his cock. Feeling extremely horny still, I moved totally off him took hold of his dick and went down on him, sucking off his cum covered dick until he was clean.
He'd been in our home no more than fifteen minutes altogether, yet in those fifteen minutes he'd made me feel so special and so wanted. I asked him his name to which he replied "Alex". I told him mine and asked him if I could phone or text him. Swapping numbers, he walked out of our home leaving me feeling guilty, but unbelievably sexually satisfied.
I was in the bath when my husband got home. Not only cleaning myself from the sex I'd had with Alex, but also from some good news I'd received by email. I'd been given a job, one which just so happened to pay more than my husband. I gave my husand the good news, to which he replied "Oh right ok, did my fishing gear come". When I told him it had he said "Good because I'm going fishing at the weekend with Kenny. I'll be gone overnight".
The moment he walked out of the bathroom, I climbed out, got my phone and text Alex. Alex's response to my text asking if he wanted to repeat the days fun, but staying overnight was "Sure, let me know what time and I'll definitely be there".
We've swapped dirty texts all week. My husband will be leaving on Friday afternoon. Alex finishes his delivery round about five that evening and will be at our home around seven. From seven onwards I'm going to let Alex have me in any way he wants. My husband can play with his fishing rods all night, as I'll be playing with another kind of rod.