Shush don't tell my wife, for the last ten years I have been having an affair with one of our friends. It started when our kids were young. Both our kids and Beverley's and Ben's were going on an adventure weekend. Well it was actually three nights and four days. I had agreed to take them all in our mini bus to the center. My three kids were in the minibus long before they needed to be. Eventually we stopped outside Beverley's house. Her two kids were just as excited as mine. Beverley got into the passenger seat next to mine. We hadn't got far into the forty five minute journey when the heavens opened. The rain stopped just as we got there. The journey took longer than I expected and eventually with the kids dropped off we headed for home. I had the radio on a local program and it wasn't long before they announced that the main road was flooded along with various other roads. I decided to take a more rural trip home and we were soon into open countryside. Then the rain started again and it was getting hard to see the road and I had to pull over hoping it would soon clear up and we could continue. It didn't and it only got worse with the rain hammering on the roof. I knew Ben was on a night shift and wouldn't miss Beverley, but my wife would be wondering where we were if we were a lot late returning. I gave her a call and explained that the rain was so bad it wasn't safe to drive. She said it was just as bad at home, and then my phone died. I looked for my charge lead and then remembered that It was in my other vehicle. Now no phone and we were stuck in the bad weather. There had always been a bit of a spark between myself and Beverley and being trapped seemed to ignite it further. Beverley joked, "All these seats and we haven't tried a single one yet. That did it we were kissing and groping at each other. It was pretty uncomfortable in the front and no way to take things much further with a gear stick, handbrake and steering wheel to obstruct us. Beverley pulled away and squeezed between the seats to get to the next row and the bench seat. She sat down wriggling to get out of her trousers and panties. I was soon joining her and removing my lower clothes. Then Beverley was sucking my cock. Something my wife refuses to do. I had come accidentally, just the once, in her mouth and she has refused ever since. I was fingering Beverley's pussy and groping her tits under her Tee Shirt and blouse. They were definitely bigger than my wife's. Then I heard Beverley say, "For gods sake get on and fuck me." I didn't need asking again. Beverley was now flat on the seat with her feet on the headlining as I positioned my cock and slowly pushed into her wet pussy. Although I had often dreamed about it, and especially with Beverley, I had never been unfaithful once in our twelve year marriage and now I was. My cock was soon gliding in and out of Beverley's pussy causing her to groan a lot. It seemed a long time but was probably no more than five or six minutes before I was about to come. I asked Beverley about protection and she just gasped to come in her. I came long and hard. We lay kissing and stroking for a while longer. The rain had almost stopped, so we dressed and climbed back into the front seats. Not a word was said the rest of the way back to Beverley's house. I had expected to just drop her and leave. Beverley had other ideas and told me to come in. With no kids in the house and Ben at work, Beverley led me to her bed. We were soon naked and in the sixty nine position licking and sucking each others parts. As soon as I was hard enough Beverley pushed me away and got into the doggy position. What a lovely sight, a sexy woman bent over offering her pussy and her tits dangling waiting to be held and played with. It was a much longer fuck as I had already come once that day. I was pounding into Beverley's pussy and hanging on to her tits for leverage. Beverley was rocking with me and groaning loudly. Then her pussy tightened up and the explosion happened. Then next thing I remembered was that I was in a heap with Beverley and I was on top. Shortly afterwards we showered and I dressed ready to go home. Before I left we kissed and cuddled and Beverley made it plain that this wouldn't be the one and only time. Back home I had to lie telling my wife that the roads were shocking and that's what took us so long to get back. From then on we would find times to get together and fuck ourselves silly, starting with the the journey to collect the kids. Why might you ask am I writing this and now? Well just before the first Lock Down Beverley and Ben moved because of his job. Whilst we saw them a couple of times before the big LD it is now virtually impossible that we can get together. We have talked on the telephone and Beverley has already found someone to replace me, I'm still looking.