Something I saw on TV last night reminded me of some incidents that occurred some time back, but I decided that I would share them with you. I was on holiday in France with my wife Charlie, minus our kids that had all flown the roost. We were in our mid forties and had opted for a camping holiday where the tents are supplied and ready for you when you arrive. The first few days were great and we spent a lot of time on various beeches. Then on day four we moved to another site. This one was even better and as a fisherman I was going to enjoy this one as there was direct access to the sea and there was also a nice rocky area to fish off. The day had been good and there was a little entertainment in a club house. Charlie got bored with it as she speaks no French and although the compare repeated most things in several languages it was predominantly angled towards the French and German visitors. We walked back to our tent and Charlie undressed and laid on the top of the bed as it was very hot. I decided to have a look at the sea to see what the tides were doing. As I walked back I could hear that some woman was having a good time by the wailing and moaning she was making. It gave me a smile and even the beginning of a hard on. As I got closer the moans got louder and then it dawned on me. The reality was that it was coming from my tent and it was my wife doing the moaning. When I got to the tent I raised the flap and saw a man's arse rising and falling as he slammed into my wife's pussy and Charlie was answering that pummeling with her moans and pushing her arse up to meet his cock as it slammed back into her pussy. She was still laid in the same position I had left her in on her front. I moved inside the tent and it was as I did so the man realized I was there and jumped up off the bed and ran past me. I watched as he was trying to put his cock away and run at the same time. Then the funniest bit was that he tripped on a guy rope and fell on his face and cock. It was his turn to groan loudly. I burst out laughing at the sight. Then he was up again and off running into the dark of the night. I turned to look at Charlie who looked shocked and stunned. She was trying to tell me that she thought it was me that had returned and taken advantage of her. I didn't care at that point. All I knew was I had one hell of a throbbing cock that needed some serious attention. I ripped my clothes off and climbed on top and Charlie moaned as my cock sank into her already fucked pussy. It wasn't long before she was moaning loudly and then a series of orgasms were washing through her as I continued to slam her pussy. Then I came harder that I had in along time. As we lay recovering Charlie was still apologizing. I told her there was no need as I felt that she hadn't cheated as she had thought it was me. Besides, strangely I had enjoyed it and had even more enjoyed having sloppy seconds even if he hadn't cum in her. Clearly it had also affected Charlie as the next day was the first time ever that I had managed to get her to go topless on the beach. She got quite excited as she lay there I suggested that her admire,r come lover, from last night might be watching her. Later she dragged me back to the tent and fucked me, almost viciously, cowgirl style as she bounced up and down with me mauling her gorgeous tits. She got the most excited when I had her shut her eyes and suggest it was her fancy man that was fucking her. She came three times to my once. That night I spotted the man in the entertainments hall and pointed him out to Charlie who started to get randy again, threatening to fuck me silly. Later when I went to the gents the same man came in and stood in the next urinal bay he apologized saying he had picked the wrong row and the wrong tent. The man was Dutch but spoke excellent English. That's when I plotted our next adventure. Later when we went back to our tent the man followed at a safe distance and after Charlie was on the bed naked again. I told her I was off fishing and as I left I signaled for the man to come to the tent. I walked away about a hundred yards and watched. After about ten minutes the man entered our tent and it wasn't long before Charlie was groaning again. From the moans I knew he was doing a good job in fucking my wife. He lasted quite a long while before he bellowed out the arrival of his cum in my wife's pussy. Then shortly afterwards I saw him leave. I had a hell of a hard on and needed to use it so I slipped back into my tent to find Charlie on her back with her eyes closed. After undressing I climbed on top and straddled my wife's legs and slipped my cock into my wife's wet slippery pussy. This time it was definitely sloppy seconds. Charlie's eyes snapped open as my cock slipped in and I think she wasn't sure to be shocked surprised or what, so she just looked confused. I asked her had she enjoyed her lover and she went wild thrusting her hips like a woman possessed as I slammed back at her. Then we were both coming. Afterwards I told her that I knew that her lover had been back. Charlie was saying sorry when I stopped her and told her that I had arranged it with her lover in the gents. It wasn't many minutes before she was on top riding me again. This was more sex in a few days than we had in months and the level of enthusiasm and passion had not been met since our teens. We had two more nights at this site before we were due to move again. I arranged for our stranger to come to our tent both nights. The first night I left them again to it until he left. The second night I stayed and watched the man taking advantage of my wife. With both, the man and I, fucking her four nights in a row, she was glad when we moved site as she declared that her pussy was sore and needed a rest. The rest of the holiday was fantastic as I only had to mention the man and Charlie was chomping at the bit to fuck with me. We even fucked a few nights on the beach. It surprised me that neither I nor Charlie ever asked our Dutch friend what his name was. I think the anonymous part was also a turn on for Charlie. Back home we continued our teasing of each other. Then I persuaded her to try swinging. Charlie loved it and I enjoyed watching her more than I did actually fucking other women. Fucking her afterwards was also one of my greatest pleasures. We had slowed up and almost stopped swapping when the virus happened and we went into lockdown. Writing this and reading it back to Charlie seems to have put the spark back into her. Here's hoping the virus will be sorted soon.