In a few hours from now, my husband Ian will be driving down south to book into a hotel. He's playing golf tomorrow in a society game at a very well known course. It's their annual pilgrimage to the course and they'll be there until Sunday.
As soon as he leaves I'm going to text Martin, one of our neighbours who lives across from us. Martin is fifty one years old and has a sexual appetite only a few can match. He's also got one hell of large cock which I've never seen anyone match.
This past eighteen months whenever my husband leaves home or martin's wife goes shopping, we've been fucking. I know before anyone says it, I'm a cheating slut, but then you've not seen or felt martin's awesome cock fucking your pussy or arsehole.
The daft thing is, it was my husband who introduced me to him, telling me he was a local legend with his supposed large cock. It took no more than a few days for me to find out, when he invited me over to his house. During one of the best ever times I've had sexually, martin fucked me for over three hours making me climax multiple times. With a cock I've measured recently at ten and half inches long by five and half inches around.
If anything is stranger than Martin, a fifty one year old fucking a twenty nine year old married woman. It's Martin's wife, who knows he calls across to fuck me. She's apparently happy to let him get his wild oats sown away from their home, but also knows he fucks me when she's out spending his money.
It suits both me and Martin, as my husband no longer gets my sexual fires burning. And even if he did, I'd still want Martin and his amazing cock. Which girl wouldn't ????????????