Two years had passed since Jenny stayed for a couple of weeks at our house. Some of you may not know - Jenny is a colleague and friend of my wife Marry. When she stayed at our home, she was 25, but she recently turned 27.

To be sincere, before Jenny I've never cheated on my wife, but since then things changed a lot. Although Marry was almost 36 years old, she was still very beautiful woman. The only problem was that with her I couldn't have my sexual desires met. It had taken me almost 9 years married life with her to get understanding of that.

During the months following Jenny's stay at our home, we rarely saw each other. By "rarely" I mean that we were seeing each other in a hotel once or twice a month and on every one of those occasions Jenny was so eager to make my cock hard as she was the first time. We never actually spoke about what was her motivation to lie in the face of Marry - one of her best friends. My motivation to cheat on my wife was not a thing for discussion either. We liked each other and we loved to fuck. That was all. We didn't care for anything else.

This is how those two years passed - I fucked a lot with Jenny. On a few occasions I had sex with other women also and while it was still more of a pleasure then having sex with my wife, it was nowhere near the thing I had with Jenny. Yes, there was one woman from the local bar - she liked taking it in the ass a lot, but she was not as passionate as Jenny. The other woman worth mentioning was a hooker, but that was also the reason there was no way for it to work out.

Marry wanted to celebrate her 36th birthday with something special, so she decided to do it in a bar in the center of the town. This was a big place. Marry invited a lot of people - a few relatives, a few friends and a few colleagues. Of course Jenny was also there. Despite our group being big - about thirty people, we were just a small fraction of the clients of the bar. If I was to guess - there were over 300 people.

It is useless to say that the party was wild. Really wild. Complete chaos. Something I was used to during my twenties, but it felt a lot less natural, now, when I was nearly forty years old. Of course I did my best to have fun, but for sure it was just not my piece of cake.

After an hour or two trying to fit in with the rhythm I finally gave up. It was really difficult to try to avoid too much contact with Jenny or simply communicating with someone else. Dancing was not my thing so I decided I have to hide at least for a couple of minutes. This is how one minute later I found myself in the toilets.

The toilets were situated on a lower floor, just underneath the dance floor. The noise from the loud music and the dancing people was heavily muffled, but the bass could still be felt. The toilets were enormous but the place did not feel empty., there were a bunch of people. After all they should be able to support the few hundred people on the upper floor. I did my job there, but I was not in a hurry to go again upstairs. I wasted a few more minutes there when I decided I have to go back. Strangely just in front of the toilets I bumped up in Jenny. That meant only one thing - trouble.

It is useless to say that somehow only thirty seconds after we bumped in each other we have locked ourselves in a small closet room near the staircase. Jenny had lifted her dress and her panties were down on her knees. She bent over, just as she always had with her cunt glistening in wetness. I inserted my cock in her vagina a few times while she was begging me to fuck her asshole.

"Oh Jack..... your cock feels sooooo gooooo...... ooooooh..... pleaaase Jack..... put it in my shitter Jack...... fuck my stupid asshole Jack....... make me once more your little anal whore, Jack...... ooooooh......ooooooh" listening her dirty talk made me a beast. I could not wait anymore and I fulfilled her wish inserting my now greased cock in her very willing and welcoming rear hole.

The music was so loud coming through the staircase, that I was not concerned that anyone can hear us. I was fucking her like a monster and she was moaning wildly enjoying my cock as much as possible.

"You are such a filthy slut Jenny. I will fill your stupid hole." she reacted with enjoyment on my words and started slamming herself on my cock with even more viciousness.

"Rip it open..... Jack..... please rip it open" she managed to say between her moans. Luckily for her this was exactly my intention. At least metaphorically. I started pushing in her with even more energy using her hair like a bridle. I think that I was fucking her so hard that her faced was now pressed in the wall on each of my thrust. But after all this is what she deserved for her slutty behavior.

I don't know how much time our little ordeal continued, but I managed to cream her bowels with my jizz and then she gave me a blowjob. And it was a great blowjob. I have just pulled out of her filthy asshole when she without warning turned around and eagerly took my semi-hard cock in her mouth. Yes, she started sucking my cock, directly from her ass. I guess that this was part of her magic after all. That aroused me again and she soon drank my second cumshot for the night.

After this we went back to the party - separately of course. It was a bit weird as we exchanged a few semi-uncomfortable looks. At one point I made her a sign that she has something on her chin. My stupid brain made me think it could have been my sperm, but that was not too probable. I was left to wonder about that.

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At 4 o'clock in the morning we were already at home. I mean me and my wife. She was very tired and slightly drunk, but probably the good mood from her birthday party had made her feel in a high spirit and even a bit aroused. Strangely, she proposed sex. This was something that she was rarely doing so I agreed. I felt uncomfortable with the idea of refusing so we were soon both naked. Marry decided to please me with some sucking action for starters.

"Is it me or it tastes a bit strange?" she asked after carefully licking and taking my member in her mouth.

Before this question, I was definitely having problem getting hard, but the memory of my cock being in Jenny's asshole and mouth just about 3 hours ago gave me new powers. My poor wife Marry was now sucking the cock after I have fucked my mistress. Fucking hot if you ask me.

"What do you mean?" I asked her.

"I don't know, it just tastes slightly different then the last time." she continued licking the tip "But it was a few weeks ago... I guess" after Marry said that she took the whole thing in her mouth. I was a bit sorry for her, but the idea that she was now eating at some extent her work friend ass from my cock was driving me nuts.

Later we continued with some of her favorite vaginal sex. She was very happy that I seemingly enjoyed it a lot more then the last time. She had no idea why, though.

To be continued.....