Last night she flew home to the nest, arriving at 2145 from the airport she was clearly both pleased with herself and pleased to be home. She looked amazing but warned me she hadn’t had much sleep and I might not be expecting any sex tonight. I asked if she already had sex this morning her reply was that he’d had to leave at 6am, but yes, strictly speaking, 3am was “today”. He’d been rampant and looking at that picture one can maybe see why.

I made her a Dry Martini cocktail as a nightcap and we listened to music and she told me all about her date - completely open, honest and candid. What a lovely feeling to be able to discuss something that turns us both on (something you have to discover very carefully in a long term relationship because once said, the comment that crosses the boundary of acceptability cannot be unsaid).

She told him that I knew about the affair and that I’m OK with it. He doesn’t fully understand because he wouldn’t be that relaxed, but my opinion is that’s hypocrisy, benign but there - after all, he’s having an affair too, is it ok his wife doesn’t know? Even if they do have a non-existent sex life!

I’m not able to see what she sees in him, but that’s ok - he’s smaller than her (I’m 6’5” and 94kg), but a gym fanatic with a ripped body (I’m not fat, but normal). And they’re old friends. He has annoying traits that guarantee she could never be “with” him so he’s not a threat. I guess it’s “the difference” which is exciting.

The fact she’s excited by the attention, and I’m very excited by the thought of her fucking another guy is something I can’t explain, but I know I’m by no means unusual. Every time I think about it I am aroused. We went to bed and she didn’t take a lot of persuasion to change her mind, my rock hard cock touching her bum helped with that decision, and we made love. She’s 56 years old, but she definitely needed no help getting wet and as my cock slid inside her it felt quite different. I whispered “when was the last time you fucked two men in one day?” And I felt her yield more, her muscles felt tight, engorged and utterly fantastic. If I hadn’t already known she’d had sex earlier that same day, I would have known it anyway.

We made love in the dark, all sensory stimulation focused on the touch of her body, and both said how amazing it was feeling, and we both came at the same time, my orgasm was as powerful as I can remember and I spilled my seed inside her, mingled with any remains of his. And we slept.

As I dropped her at the office this morning she told me that last night had been so fucking sexy, muttered “two men in a day, I’m bad aren’t I ?” - “Yes, but you are so sexy, and I love it - you haven’t had two men in the same bed for a while though, have you?”.

He’s not into that, and actually I’ll probably never meet her lover, but I’d love to chance upon a situation where we invite a guy into our bed again. I fantasize about a holiday encounter. We’ll see….