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I live in Florianópolis, but I travel to work throughout the state of Sc and also Pr. Some of these trips last all week. I've been married for almost 30 years to S., we have children and we have a good married life, always (or almost) with lots of sex. Never S. complained to me lack of affection, because when I do not travel, I try to give her all the attention possible. But from some time ago, with the adult children, and working and studying, S. missed what to do at home, and went to painting and English courses in a female school, but only had an opening at night. So you do three days a week of painting and two days of English. Everything's great, but it wasn't the fact that the English teacher is male, middle-aged, athletic and charming. And sometimes “give reinforcement classes” in the afternoon, and in the most varied places, i.e. at his home or the students, at school, etc., depending on the time availability of both. My wife always had a hard time with English, so she was taking backup classes, along with two other students, but I noticed that only when I was traveling.
I was weird, but I kept getting along. S. always told me things about him, who was already married and divorced two years ago, who had a teenage son, and that the boy's mother lived with another man in another city. He taught very well and was attentive to the students. I noticed that every time we had sex, she said something about him, and she was super excited, about to get two and even three times in a row. Good for me, too, because I was kind of happy to satisfy her, even though I knew it wasn't me I was thinking about. I then decided to carry out this fantasy of my wife, and why not also say mine, for for some time I thought she should meet another man. I went to talk to Professor M. I enjoyed one of my travels, but I returned on a Thursday afternoon. I didn't even stop by the house, and I went straight to school. I had a little trouble finding the English room, because I had never been there, and when I arrived I was surprised not to meet S. Just the teacher and two more ladies (students). I told him I needed to talk about a delicate matter, but I'd be waiting for him at the end of that class. It didn't take long to see him in front of me. Really attractive, a little gray, 46 years and six feet tall. Well preserved. I asked him to talk in private, and he suggested we go to his car, parked nearby, because it was the best place until next class at 6:30. I was already curious and apprehensive, but I reassured him by telling him to be comfortable and to think about what we would talk about. So here's what I did: not to mention names, I told him my wife's fantasies. I've increased a lot to get him excited. That I wasn't able to fully satisfy her and that she wasn't sleeping or eating properly either. Then he pitched saying that S. hadn't been to class all week, and he killed the riddle, because since he was teaching backup to only three students, obviously it was her we were talking about. Well, that's how it made our conversation so much easier. He confided to me that he was very horny for S., that she is very attractive, sweet when she speaks, and very sexy. I confess I was a little jealous, but at the same time proud of his statements. Really S.'s a boner, even though he's only six feet tall. She's got medium breasts, a tiny ass, and a little pussy almost all waxed. There was already a “climate” between the two, because M. said that last week he went deeper and came to hug her and kiss her in the classroom (they were alone on this day). He noticed she liked it because it was a good match. But the horny mood changed to embarrassment when her phone rang. I had to go home and give him a kiss and he left and he never showed up at school. And that he'd call her on her phone and she wouldn't answer.
I asked him if he was really willing to have sex with S., which he promptly confirmed. But I would have my “discreet” participation. He liked the idea, so we agreed that that Monday 6 September, the eve of the holiday, would be the ideal day, because my children would travel and return on Tuesday night. I don't have a holiday, I'd work all afternoon. Lie was just to leave her alone at home. M. would go there to visit her under the pretext of apologizing to her for her boldness, and to return to class. I explained to him where we live, what our house is like inside, and to leave the car on the back court. To go on foot, not to get the neighbors' attention. I also told him to insist with her, for S. sometimes takes his decisions; but I was sure she would give it to him. And it had to be that day.
All arranged, after lunch he told S. that he would enjoy the quiet day to visit a difficult customer, and that it would take all afternoon. I kissed him and left before 2:00. I thought I'd go to the gas station and wash the car, but the anxiety of just imagining what was going to happen made it go around, and after a while I parked next to M's car. He arrived on schedule, and he should be at my house by now, with my wife. I gave them about 40 minutes, and I also walked. I walked into the house through the service area door, quietly, and heard my wife's groans coming from the TV room. Foot by foot, because I took off my shoes and trousers, I saw that both were already naked, lying on the carpet, in a 69 breathtaking, because M. was well endowed. S. had trouble sucking him because his dick was thick and long, sure as hell bigger than mine. He, in turn, would stick his tongue in her pussy, which would squirm all over until he came. Then he got off of him, and asked him to penetrate, because he couldn't wait anymore. Then M. positioned himself in the middle of his legs, but raised them up to his shoulders, showing off all his wet vagina, ready for him, who with great calmness and firmness brushed his stiff limb like a stone. I could see that S. would suffer with that tool, and gave no other, because when M. tried to introduce him, S. pushed him, and scratched his back. I realized I was scared, and I said he had a really big dick, that I was gonna hurt her, and he was gonna groan. But he put up with all the penetration, until his bag hit his ass. She said she was in a lot of pain because she'd never had sex with anyone but me, and I wasn't that cocky. M. stood still for a long time, just kissing her so she could get used to it, and then moving slowly and taking it easy and putting it back on, until she took it off and put it on faster and faster, making S. cum repeatedly. And so it was until he came inside her, twice without pulling it out. I myself was not noticed, until I touched St.'s feet, loving her well. You scared me. She was all embarrassed because M. was still inside her, but I told her to stay calm, and that everything had been planned by him and me. At first she did not like it, but as she was still very horny, she just smiled and again began to move her body, until she stood on top of M., leaving her beautiful ass on display. I couldn't resist, and I went over it, until I put my dick on, and we did the dreamy threesome. S. gemia of pain and pleasure, because it is not easy to bear two cocks at the same time, but enjoyed as never in these married years. M. stayed at our house until the next day, and S. fucked him several times and in various ways. Even at lunchtime S. sat on his dick facing him, and meched lightly to feel it all. When we said goodbye to him, we agreed to have him in our bed once in a while. But that hasn't been possible yet.
I live in Florianópolis, but I travel to work throughout the state of Sc and also Pr. Some of these trips last all week. I've been married for almost 30 years to S., we have children and we have a good married life, always (or almost) with lots of sex. Never S. complained to me lack of affection, because when I do not travel, I try to give her all the attention possible. But from some time ago, with the adult children, and working and studying, S. missed what to do at home, and went to painting and English courses in a female school, but only had an opening at night. So you do three days a week of painting and two days of English. Everything's great, but it wasn't the fact that the English teacher is male, middle-aged, athletic and charming. And sometimes “give reinforcement classes” in the afternoon, and in the most varied places, i.e. at his home or the students, at school, etc., depending on the time availability of both. My wife always had a hard time with English, so she was taking backup classes, along with two other students, but I noticed that only when I was traveling.
I was weird, but I kept getting along. S. always told me things about him, who was already married and divorced two years ago, who had a teenage son, and that the boy's mother lived with another man in another city. He taught very well and was attentive to the students. I noticed that every time we had sex, she said something about him, and she was super excited, about to get two and even three times in a row. Good for me, too, because I was kind of happy to satisfy her, even though I knew it wasn't me I was thinking about. I then decided to carry out this fantasy of my wife, and why not also say mine, for for some time I thought she should meet another man. I went to talk to Professor M. I enjoyed one of my travels, but I returned on a Thursday afternoon. I didn't even stop by the house, and I went straight to school. I had a little trouble finding the English room, because I had never been there, and when I arrived I was surprised not to meet S. Just the teacher and two more ladies (students). I told him I needed to talk about a delicate matter, but I'd be waiting for him at the end of that class. It didn't take long to see him in front of me. Really attractive, a little gray, 46 years and six feet tall. Well preserved. I asked him to talk in private, and he suggested we go to his car, parked nearby, because it was the best place until next class at 6:30. I was already curious and apprehensive, but I reassured him by telling him to be comfortable and to think about what we would talk about. So here's what I did: not to mention names, I told him my wife's fantasies. I've increased a lot to get him excited. That I wasn't able to fully satisfy her and that she wasn't sleeping or eating properly either. Then he pitched saying that S. hadn't been to class all week, and he killed the riddle, because since he was teaching backup to only three students, obviously it was her we were talking about. Well, that's how it made our conversation so much easier. He confided to me that he was very horny for S., that she is very attractive, sweet when she speaks, and very sexy. I confess I was a little jealous, but at the same time proud of his statements. Really S.'s a boner, even though he's only six feet tall. She's got medium breasts, a tiny ass, and a little pussy almost all waxed. There was already a “climate” between the two, because M. said that last week he went deeper and came to hug her and kiss her in the classroom (they were alone on this day). He noticed she liked it because it was a good match. But the horny mood changed to embarrassment when her phone rang. I had to go home and give him a kiss and he left and he never showed up at school. And that he'd call her on her phone and she wouldn't answer.
I asked him if he was really willing to have sex with S., which he promptly confirmed. But I would have my “discreet” participation. He liked the idea, so we agreed that that Monday 6 September, the eve of the holiday, would be the ideal day, because my children would travel and return on Tuesday night. I don't have a holiday, I'd work all afternoon. Lie was just to leave her alone at home. M. would go there to visit her under the pretext of apologizing to her for her boldness, and to return to class. I explained to him where we live, what our house is like inside, and to leave the car on the back court. To go on foot, not to get the neighbors' attention. I also told him to insist with her, for S. sometimes takes his decisions; but I was sure she would give it to him. And it had to be that day.
All arranged, after lunch he told S. that he would enjoy the quiet day to visit a difficult customer, and that it would take all afternoon. I kissed him and left before 2:00. I thought I'd go to the gas station and wash the car, but the anxiety of just imagining what was going to happen made it go around, and after a while I parked next to M's car. He arrived on schedule, and he should be at my house by now, with my wife. I gave them about 40 minutes, and I also walked. I walked into the house through the service area door, quietly, and heard my wife's groans coming from the TV room. Foot by foot, because I took off my shoes and trousers, I saw that both were already naked, lying on the carpet, in a 69 breathtaking, because M. was well endowed. S. had trouble sucking him because his dick was thick and long, sure as hell bigger than mine. He, in turn, would stick his tongue in her pussy, which would squirm all over until he came. Then he got off of him, and asked him to penetrate, because he couldn't wait anymore. Then M. positioned himself in the middle of his legs, but raised them up to his shoulders, showing off all his wet vagina, ready for him, who with great calmness and firmness brushed his stiff limb like a stone. I could see that S. would suffer with that tool, and gave no other, because when M. tried to introduce him, S. pushed him, and scratched his back. I realized I was scared, and I said he had a really big dick, that I was gonna hurt her, and he was gonna groan. But he put up with all the penetration, until his bag hit his ass. She said she was in a lot of pain because she'd never had sex with anyone but me, and I wasn't that cocky. M. stood still for a long time, just kissing her so she could get used to it, and then moving slowly and taking it easy and putting it back on, until she took it off and put it on faster and faster, making S. cum repeatedly. And so it was until he came inside her, twice without pulling it out. I myself was not noticed, until I touched St.'s feet, loving her well. You scared me. She was all embarrassed because M. was still inside her, but I told her to stay calm, and that everything had been planned by him and me. At first she did not like it, but as she was still very horny, she just smiled and again began to move her body, until she stood on top of M., leaving her beautiful ass on display. I couldn't resist, and I went over it, until I put my dick on, and we did the dreamy threesome. S. gemia of pain and pleasure, because it is not easy to bear two cocks at the same time, but enjoyed as never in these married years. M. stayed at our house until the next day, and S. fucked him several times and in various ways. Even at lunchtime S. sat on his dick facing him, and meched lightly to feel it all. When we said goodbye to him, we agreed to have him in our bed once in a while. But that hasn't been possible yet.
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