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Anything Goes
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Straight Male / 73
How It Was Back Then, When We Were Young And Horny
I was married one year and had turned 30. I took a job for a company that was much bigger than I imagined, 10 thousand employees in 40 countries. I took the job at one of their branches. The controller had a woman working for him and this one other girl who worked for him told me that he and the worker and her daughter played around together. I didn't believe her, so she said come along and I'll prove it to you.
On Thursday night I went with her to this Italian place and sure enough he showed up with the woman from work, and were joined by a younger woman. There was a lot of kissing around and hugging and they left arm in arm, the three of them. My coworker told me that at one time she was friends with the daughter and that's how she knew she was doubling up with her mother.
That night I took my coworker home and she sat on the counter of her kitchen, opened her legs and showed me what she had and asked if I wanted it. We moved to the small sofa in the living area, and again she laid back and opened her legs and I went down on her. After a while, she said she wanted 'it' and I fucked her. That was the beginning of me cheating on my wife and having a sex relationship with my coworker.
Over time we fucked in the car, and while she sat on the big industrial printer. She got under my desk one time and gave me a blowjob. She bent over and told me to take her, ram it in, show her how much of man I was. Fuck her up the ass. That coworker was a little slut, and she asked me often to get her together with my wife. She wanted to do a threesome. To ask my wife if she ever had a girl eat her.
She ate my wife, with her ass up in the air and I fucked her. I fucked my wife later. Somehow, and I never did understand how it worked, she and my wife liked being lovers, with me or without me. When one evening my wife sat on the table and opened her legs and asked me if I wanted to eat oysters, I sat back and asked her what that was all about. She said that's what her friend told her it was called, to serve me oysters before dinner.
Well, that's what it was like in the early eighties. My wife never lost her desire for having a woman with her. It's her thing, she tells me. Her thing, she likes it, so humor her. I did, and I suppose I did in the future. In spite of her having three kids, what she liked is a woman in bed with her and me trying to figure out which one I was having sex with, while they twisted and turned and keep theirselves from me.
Too bad you get old and all you have is the memories.
On Thursday night I went with her to this Italian place and sure enough he showed up with the woman from work, and were joined by a younger woman. There was a lot of kissing around and hugging and they left arm in arm, the three of them. My coworker told me that at one time she was friends with the daughter and that's how she knew she was doubling up with her mother.
That night I took my coworker home and she sat on the counter of her kitchen, opened her legs and showed me what she had and asked if I wanted it. We moved to the small sofa in the living area, and again she laid back and opened her legs and I went down on her. After a while, she said she wanted 'it' and I fucked her. That was the beginning of me cheating on my wife and having a sex relationship with my coworker.
Over time we fucked in the car, and while she sat on the big industrial printer. She got under my desk one time and gave me a blowjob. She bent over and told me to take her, ram it in, show her how much of man I was. Fuck her up the ass. That coworker was a little slut, and she asked me often to get her together with my wife. She wanted to do a threesome. To ask my wife if she ever had a girl eat her.
She ate my wife, with her ass up in the air and I fucked her. I fucked my wife later. Somehow, and I never did understand how it worked, she and my wife liked being lovers, with me or without me. When one evening my wife sat on the table and opened her legs and asked me if I wanted to eat oysters, I sat back and asked her what that was all about. She said that's what her friend told her it was called, to serve me oysters before dinner.
Well, that's what it was like in the early eighties. My wife never lost her desire for having a woman with her. It's her thing, she tells me. Her thing, she likes it, so humor her. I did, and I suppose I did in the future. In spite of her having three kids, what she liked is a woman in bed with her and me trying to figure out which one I was having sex with, while they twisted and turned and keep theirselves from me.
Too bad you get old and all you have is the memories.
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