New Place Christened

I just moved into a new townhouse last month after finalizing my divorce. Spoiler alert: part of the reason for my divorce was my affair with Dylan, who is an athletic stud I met when he came to me for physiotherapy on his leg. After nine years of marriage I wasn’t interested in a serious relationship with Dylan, but he made me realize I had to ditch my husband. What I continue to be interested in with Dylan, however, is the sex. He’s tall and lean with a big thick cock and endless stamina.

Anyways I love my new 4-storey townhouse. I’ve got my own physio studio on the ground floor with the garage, spacious living and dining on the second floor, 3 bedrooms on the third and a rooftop patio. And on the long weekend, Dylan and I broke it in.

My ex picked up our son on Saturday morning, and my body tingled in anticipation for Dylan’s arrival. If there’s one downside - but it’s also kind of an upside - to my new place it’s that Dylan lives almost 20 miles away. But on this day he biked the whole way, arriving with sweat drenching his cycling jersey.

I gave him a leg massage on the physio table but it wasn’t long before I was freeing his cock from his spandex shorts. I rode him hard and after he bent me over the table.

After that we christened the main floor, Dylan eating me out against the wall and then fucking me on the sofa. Next we made love on the stairwell, him lifting my legs high in the air as he drilled me from four steps below.

Then we christened the master suite, fucking on the bed, the chair and in the shower. We had to take a bit of a break then, and I thought we were done (for a while). But then he suggested we go up to the rooftop deck and fuck.

At first I was little hesitant because it’s a townhouse and the neighbors’ deck is immediately next to it. But he said because it was a cool outside they wouldn’t be there. We went up to inspect and he immediately began fingering me, not taking no for an answer. We stripped again and he took me doggy style on the patio, our bodies (I hope) hidden by the half-wall that fronts the balcony.

It was only about 55 degrees outside and my nipples were hard and my body covered in goosebumps as he finished me. Usually I moan so loud when he fucks me, but this time I had to fight to keep quiet so I grabbed his hand from behind me and shoved it in my mouth as I came.

Dylan stayed the night and we fucked three more times on Sunday. My house really feels like a home now.

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