My wife is a fanatical horse rider and rents a horse from a close friend. She keeps the animal in a nearby farm that have good quality stables. She loves the peace and quiet as it is away from any built up areas.

My wife is 50, in great shape for her age with great bouncing tits. Pierced nipples finish them off perfectly. Combine this with a great firm arse, strong muscular legs and a flat stomach and seductive half closed eyes that just seem to scream FUCK ME! and you’re pretty much there.

I sometimes help out and one morning noticed her looking across the yard at the new stable hand. He was a rough looking guy, about 25. Covered in tattoos and looked to be in very very good shape. He was fixing a door on one of the barns and she was in a world of her own, twirling her hair around her finger as she watched him. I told her to stop perming, she laughed and apologised. I asked her about him and she said he seemed nice and was a relative of the farm owners and had been given a job after recently being released from prison. But she said he was a bit scary and she didn’t trust him. Her body language said otherwise but I said no more

Fast foward to June and Louise was going every other day to the stables which was normal. Daisy duke high cut denim shorts were also the norm. She always wore a flimsy cotton vest but was different was she had stopped wearing a bra. Her big tits would wobble and bounce with her nipple piercings clearly on show. It drove me insane watching her leave knowing that Carl would be there. They had been getting on well and she often talked about him. The bra excuse was it was too hot and uncomfortable.

So one lunchtime I decided to drive over as I’d been torturing myself imagining her lusting after Carl, and him wanting Louise. I started to make scenarios in my head. Wondering what they were doing alone over there. I was about to find out the hard way.

I parked in the paddock and walked along the path to the stables. All the horses were out in the second paddock, I quietly went through the gate. There was no sign of anybody. I checked the whole block and couldn’t find anybody, I walked to the fence to see if they were in the field, again nothing. As I turned to leave I noticed my wife’s baseball cap on a pile of old car tyres down the side of the stable block, I approached and saw carls tool belt on the floor next to the tyres.

I had to contain myself as I suspected what I was about to find. I peeked round the side of the building. There was an old broken down pick up truck parked behind there. Perched on the tailgate was my beautiful wife, legs spread, Carl stood in front of her in just his shorts. They were kissing, slow deep and lusty kisses, very noisy. My heart sank and my cock grew. I watched for what seemed like hours, they were really taking their time.

Soon he had dropped his shorts. She looked at him with a look of disbelief and slowly started to wank him off, at the same time he was gently removing her vest, her tits bounced into full view and he began to feast on her nipples. Her eyes were closed and her mouth wide open. His hands were inside her shorts and was clearly massaging her cunt, she was grinding herself against his hands.

I was now in full view and she opened her eyes briefly and looked directly at me. She didn’t flinch and held my stare as this guy helped himself to my girl. She smiled at me and tilted her head as he started to plant kisses on her neck. Her eyes were glazed as he nibbled on her. And her smile melted away and her mouth became wide in a silent scream as he started to impale her

They fucked steadily for over 30 minutes as I just stood and stared. He had so much control he was like a machine, her ragged grunts as he ripped one orgasm after another from her. She was ignoring me now. And still he didn’t show any signs of stopping.

He turned her round and entered her from behind. This time he fucked her hard and deep. She was sobbing her heart out now, begging him to keep going. It was approaching an hour now and my wife was still taking everything he had, I’d lost count of how many times she had cum all over his cock.

Finally he laid down in the old pick up and she swatted over him and rode him. He still hasn’t noticed me and he enjoyed my wife’s cunt, she was holding on to the sides of the truck as she bounced up and down on him. She was looking at me as he held her hips and roared, he was emptying his balls into my wife. They slowed and she leaned over and kissed him. I was harder than I’d ever been and beat a hasty retreat to the car.

She arrived home about an hour later. I asked how long they had been having sex. She told me for about a month. And they usually fucked twice a day.

I asked why

She said she just couldn’t resist, he was so sexy and after the first time she was hooked, there was no way she was going to stop. It has made our sex life explode. We can’t keep our hands off each other.

And Carl gives her the raw animalistic sex she craves. My wife has never been happier