This started when I first joined up in the army, I was a little ‘green’ if you know what I mean. I was invited by one of the married squadies to dinner one night. I duly attended and the dinner got under way. It wasn’t long afterwards, my host began feeling his wife up and down, but leaving my on the sidelines watching. I finally got up and left feeling frustrated. The next day when I saw him at work I told him what I thought. He apologised and said he should have included me in the mix so that I wouldn’t be left out. Apparently his wife had insisted that he invited me back so she could apologise herself. When she opened the door she was wearing what looked like a track suit, halfway through the tea I felt a hand on my leg, just a gentle brush, but it soon got stronger and it was headed in the direction of my crutch and sure enough within seconds her hand was in my pants. She deftly hooked my cock out and before I could do anything she had her mouth locked firmly round it. All the time she was putting my hand down in between her legs. By this time her track bottoms were round her ankles. There was no sign of her husband, not that I could care less. I quickly changed positions so that she was face down with her arse sticking up. Taking hold of my cock I introduced it to her arse, instead of getting a fight from her to stop me pushing it in, she pulled both the cheeks of her arse wide and was begging for it to be pushed deeper. After I had finished I withdrew and was going clean myself she grabbed it and began sucking it and licking it. After that, I was invited back on a regular basis