The sun was setting over Pillaton Farm, casting a golden glow on the vast fields, as Sian, a stunning Indian milf in her mid-50s, finished her work for the day. She was a naughty hotwife, known for her infidelity locally, and today, her mind was feeling filthy.

Earlier that afternoon, a charming salesman named Charles had paid a visit to the farm. He was a frequent visitor, supplying her company with various equipment, and Sian had always found him attractive. His tall, muscular build, dark skin, and captivating smile had caught her attention from the start. Today, however, there was an undeniable spark between them. As Charles flirtatiously discussed the latest innovations, Sian felt her cheeks flush with desire.

After he left, Sian couldn't shake the feeling of anticipation. She knew she had to see him again, and the idea of a secret rendezvous excited her. She sent a text, suggesting a drink at the nearby hotel, and to her delight, he agreed.

As she drove to the hotel, her heart raced with anticipation. She had been married to Dev for over a decade, but Devs useless cock left her wanting others. The thought of an affair with Charles was thrilling, a forbidden adventure she craved.

The hotel bar was dimly lit, creating an intimate atmosphere. Sian entered, her heart pounding, and spotted Charles sitting at a secluded table. He stood as she approached, his dark eyes sparkling with desire.

“You look absolutely stunning, Sian”

Sian blushed, feeling a surge of confidence. She wore a form-fitting dress that accentuated her curves, and her long, wavy hair cascaded over her shoulders.

“Thank you, Charles. It's good to see you again.”

They sat down, and as they ordered drinks, their eyes locked. The conversation flowed effortlessly, but it was laced with subtle innuendo and unspoken desires. They discussed work, but their minds wandered to more intimate topics.

“I've wanted to do this for a while. I've fantasized about you, Sian.”

Sian's body tingled with excitement. She placed her hand on his thigh, feeling the muscle beneath his suit pants.

“Me too. I've thought about this moment.”

As the bar grew busier, they became bolder, their hands exploring each other under the table. Charles gently caressed her thigh, his fingers inching higher, while Sian's hand ventured closer to his crotch, feeling the bulge growing there. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, tongues entwining, as they ignored the world around them.

“Let's take this upstairs.”

Sian nodded, her pulse racing. She wanted him, needed to feel his body against hers. They left the bar, their hands intertwined, and made their way to the elevator, stealing kisses in the empty corridor.

The elevator ride was a blur of heated touches and hungry gazes. Charles pressed her against the wall, his hands roaming over her body, cupping her breasts through her dress. Sian moaned softly, her hands gripping his shoulders, urging him on.

As the elevator doors opened, they stumbled out, their desire burning. Charles fumbled with his keycard, finally unlocking the door to his room. They tumbled inside, their lips never parting.

The room was dim, lit only by the city lights outside. Charles kicked the door shut, and they fell onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and desire. Sian's dress was hiked up, revealing her lace panties, and Charles' strong hands explored her body, tracing the curves of her hips and waist.

“You're so beautiful.”

Sian arched her back, inviting his touch. She wanted to feel him, all of him. Her hands worked on his belt, unbuckling it with urgency. Charles helped her, shedding his suit jacket and unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his toned, dark chest.

As their clothes were discarded, Sian's eyes feasted on Charles' body. He was a vision of masculine perfection, his skin glistening with desire. His erection strained against his boxers, and Sian couldn't wait any longer.

She knelt on the bed, her eyes locked on his throbbing cock. With a slow, deliberate motion, she pulled down his boxers, freeing his impressive length. Charles' white cock was thick and long, the head already glistening with pre-cum.

Sian licked her lips, her mouth watering at the sight. She took him in her hand, stroking his length, feeling his warmth and hardness. Charles groaned, his hands tangling in her hair, as she leaned forward and took the tip of his cock into her mouth.

She sucked gently at first, swirling her tongue around the head, tasting his salty essence. Charles' hands tightened in her hair, guiding her rhythm as she took more of him into her warm, wet mouth. She deepthroated him, her throat constricting around his girth, and Charles moaned loudly, his hips thrusting gently.

“Fuck, Sian, that feels incredible.”

Sian looked up at him, her eyes smouldering with desire. She loved the power she held over him, the way she could drive him wild with her mouth. She continued her oral assault, sucking and licking, her hand stroking his shaft as she pleasured him.

“I want to be inside you, Sian. Now.”

Sian nodded, her body on fire. She wanted to feel him fill her, to experience the pleasure she had been craving. She straddled him, positioning his throbbing cock at her entrance.

With a slow, deliberate motion, she lowered herself onto his length, taking him deep inside her. Charles' cock stretched her, filling her completely. Sian moaned, her eyes fluttering shut as she savoured the sensation.

“You feel so good.”

Charles smiled, his hands caressing her hips.

“Ride me, you slut. Show me how much you want it.”

Sian began to move, her body finding a rhythm. She rose and fell, her wetness enveloping his cock, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. Charles watched her, his eyes dark with desire, as she took control, her movements becoming more urgent.

“That's it, baby. Fuck me with that tight pussy.”

Sian's body was on fire, her orgasm building. She leaned forward, her breasts brushing against his chest, as she rode him harder. Charles' hands gripped her waist, guiding her movements, his cock plunging deep within her.

“I'm close.”

Charles flipped them over, his powerful body now on top. He thrust into her with renewed vigour, his cock hitting her sweet spot with each stroke. Sian's legs wrapped around his waist, her nails digging into his back as she neared her climax.

“Yes, Charles, yes!”

“Cum for me, Sian. Let it all out.”

Sian's body exploded in a wave of pleasure. She cried out, her pussy clenching around his cock, as her orgasm washed over her. Charles felt her climax, his own release imminent. With a few more powerful thrusts, he filled her with his hot cum, his body trembling as he emptied himself inside her.

They lay entangled, their hearts racing and bodies glistening with sweat. Sian smiled, her eyes closed, as she savoured the afterglow of their passionate encounter. Charles kissed her forehead, his hand stroking her hair.

“That was incredible. I've wanted you for so long, Sian.”

“I'm glad I didn't resist any longer. It was... so bloody good.”

They shared a tender moment, their connection undeniable. But as reality sank in, Sian knew she had to leave. She had a husband at home, and as much as she wanted to stay.

Charles understood, his expression filled with longing. He helped her get dressed, his hands lingering on her body as if reluctant to let her go. They shared one last passionate kiss by the door, their tongues entwining in a final embrace.

“I'll see you soon, Sian.”

“I'll be waiting for your next visit.”

She left the hotel, her body still buzzing with pleasure. The drive home was a blur, her mind replaying the night's events. She couldn't wait to see Charles again, to continue their secret affair.

As she entered her house, she found Dev in the living room, reading a book. He looked up, his expression curious.

“Hey, love. You're back late. Everything okay?”

Sian's heart raced. She had to tell him, to confess her infidelity. But as she opened her mouth, she realized she couldn't bring herself to do it. Not yet.

“Yeah, just a long day at work. I think I'll head to bed.”

“Okay, Sian. Good night.”

She made her way to the bedroom, her heart pounding. As she undressed, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Her body was still flushed, her lips swollen from Charles' kisses. She touched herself, feeling the wetness between her thighs, a reminder of the pleasure she had experienced.

Dev entered the room, his eyes immediately drawn to her naked form. He approached her, his desire evident.

“You look... amazing. Is everything okay?”

“I had a... special night, DDv. I want to share it with you.”

“Share it with me?”

“I want you to taste me, Dev. Taste what Charles gave me.”

Dev's jaw clenched, his expression a mix of hurt and arousal the thought of her with another man was so exciting. He knelt before her, his hands caressing her thighs.

“Show me, Sian. Let me taste your lover's cum.”

Sian spread her legs, her pussy still glistening with their combined juices. Dev leaned in, his tongue tracing her folds, tasting the remnants of Charles' release. He licked and sucked, his mouth working her sensitive flesh, as Sian moaned, her body responding to his touch.

“Oh, Dev, yes.”

“Cum for me, Sian.”

Sian's body trembled, her orgasm building again, as she surrendered to the sensations.

Sian's body convulsed, her climax overwhelming her. She cried out, her juices flowing freely, as Dev lapped at her, savouring every drop. He continued until she was spent, her body shaking with pleasure.

As Sian lay panting, Dev looked up at her, his expression a mix of emotions.

“I want to know everything, Sian. Tell me about him.”

“I want to share it with you.”

Sian smiled, her heart softening. She knew she had to be honest, to share her experience with her cuckold husband. And so, she began to tell the story of her night with Charles, her voice laced with desire and guilt, as Dev listened, his curiosity and arousal growing with every word.