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I’m a 48M happily married to a sexy, kinky 37F. Our sex life is varied and fun. I’m an incredibly lucky guy.
But tonight she’s in bed asleep and I’m awake in the living room remembering the first time that my ex, who had told me that she was going out for happy hour after work, slunk home after midnight. She didn’t announce that she was home or say anything, she just stripped naked and crawled in bed with me. The smell of another person’s sweat mingled with hers was pungent as she wordlessly straddled my head and started grinding her pussy into my face.
Despite the haze of shock, hurt, and anger that overpowered me, I was achingly, undeniably horny. By her wetness and swollen clit I could tell that her pussy had been freshly used. I grabbed her ass with both hands and pulled her into me, lapping at her while flinching at the strong aroma of the mystery person on her body. She started moaning and rocking back and forth until, with a sharp cry, she came and rolled off me.
She was already drifting off to sleep as she mumbled, “I’ll tell you about it tomorrow.” I lay awake, then as now, my heart racing, my stomach in knots, and my hard cock in my hand.