From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Hot One (MF, wife, cheat)
Date: 31 Mar 1996 17:59:12 GMT

			       Hot One

	I was getting tired of driving. We had started early in the
morning and it was now getting dark out. Bob and Jan were in the back
asleep and Anita was conked out against the window. I was getting
punch drunk at the wheel and decided it was time to call it quits. I
turned to the back seat and woke Bob and said, "Bob, I am bushed. Would
you mind if you spelled me? The motel is just an hour away."

	"Sure, no problem, pull over," Bob replied.

	I pulled slowly to the side of the road pulled the car to a
gentle stop.

	I didn't want to wake our sleeping wives. Bob eased Jan's head
off his lap and inserted a pillow. I opened the car door and we did a
Chinese fire drill and he took the wheel.

	It was a good thing that the front seat was power. He eased
the seat forward and Anita didn't even budge. He eased the car out
onto the freeway and picked up speed. I took a pillow out of the back
and arranged it against the window and settled in for a little nap.

	My dream had something to do with cannibals, and I awoke with
a start. Bob was just passing the state line and the moon was passing
behind some clouds. I started into my shirt pocket for a cigarette,
when I felt a hand inch its way up my leg. I looked over to Jan. Her
eyes were closed but there was a smile on her face. The hand continued
up until it rested squarely on my cock. It started to rise in my pants
and when it was about half staff Jan started to gently stroke it.

	I pushed the hand away, thinking that she didn't know it was
me. Her finger went to her lips she made a sign for me to be
quiet, opened her eyes briefly and winked.

	Her eyes closed again, and I pulled the blanket up to my chin
and resumed my sleeping posture.

	The hand crept up my legs and started stroking my cock through
my pants. I eased my arm over and rested my hands on her breast, I
could feel her nipples already erect. She must have been having a
great dream.

	I closed my eyes and her actions under the blanket became more
urgent. I took my hand from her breast and eased my fly down. I
glanced up to Bob to see if he was aware of anything out of the
ordinary. He seemed engrossed in the road and absorbed in the music on
the radio, so I breathed a little sigh of relief and closed my eyes
again.

	As soon as I had the zipper all the way down a thrill went
through me as Jan released my rod from its confining underwear and
stroked it. She scooted close, and her hand was replaced with a warm
set of lips. She licked little circles around the purple head and in
one gulp swallowed my cock.

	I was trying to keep my breathing even and not make any noise
as I eased my hand down her belly. Her legs parted slightly and I
rubbed her damp pants over her pussy.

	I began a steady massage as she fastened her lips at the ridge
of my cock-head and stroked with her fingers the shaft insistently.

	I couldn't help myself, and quickly came to an orgasm and
popped off in her mouth.

	The music covered the sounds of her swallowing my come. I
worked frantically at her box through the jeans, but felt I was
getting nowhere.

	She kept up the sucking till I was totally limp, then she
pushed my hand from her snatch and mouthed, "later."

	I couldn't believe it, I had just had a blow job from the wife
of my best friend while he sat inches away. He must have heard
something. I checked the back of his head and saw no response,
shrugged my shoulders and settled back against the pillow and fell
quickly to sleep.

	The motion of the car stopping in the motel awakened me. Jan
made no sign to me about what had happened as we checked in and took
our bags to the room.

	I made an excuse to my wife about not being sleepy and went to
the game room of the motel to think over what had happened.

	I was in the middle of my third game of Centipede when Jan
walked in all dewy eyed.

	"Sorry about before," she said, "But having your cock that
close to me just drove me wild. I have always wanted you but didn't
quite know how to approach you."

	"Well, it was quite enjoyable, if unexpected. I never
suspected you were that foxy."

	"There are a lot of things you don't know about me," she said
with a gleam in her eye.

	All I could think about was to get her somewhere out of the
way. I searched my mind and had decided on getting a room when she
took my hand and led me from the game room to the elevator.

	I had an idea she wanted it in the elevator, so when the doors
closed I embraced her and kissed her deeply. She responded eagerly,
but broke away and pushed a button. As the elevator rose she engulfed
me in a wild passionate embrace as she explored my mouth with her
tongue. Before I could explore her body the elevator arrived. She
disentangled herself and walked away beckoning me with her finger.

	In the alcove with the ice and pop machines was another door
marked "LAUNDRY". She entered and I followed.

	As soon as the door closed she went to her knees and started
tugging at my zipper. I couldn't believe how brash she was. I helped
her along, and as soon as my cock cleared my pants she engulfed it in
her mouth.

	Exhibiting wild abandon, she really gave my cock a workout. As
it grew in her mouth, she vacuumed it up and stroked it with her
tongue. In no time it was at full staff, she was having a hard time
getting it all in her mouth. I concentrated on the blow job `till I
felt the pressure build under my balls.

	I pushed her away and she came reluctantly. I pushed her
against the wall and raised her sweater and bra so I could get at her
petite tits. Her nipples were like marbles between my lips and teeth.
I tried to poke them in with my tongue but they were too firm. As I
was sucking away at her tits I worked at her pants. I eased them down
to her knees and tugged at her panties.

	In my haste I guess I pulled too hard, they ripped and came
away in my hand.

	I threw them in the corner, and traced a line with my tongue
between her tits, down her belly and straight to her pussy.

	I was greeted by drenched bush. I parted her cunt lips and
dove on her snatch with my tongue. I pulled the hood from over her
clitoris and tongue lashed directly on her love button. She responded
by rotating her hips, and succeeded in drenching my faces with her
love juices. I could stand it no longer. I stood up and dropped my
pants. I grabbed her by the buns, and lifted her onto my cock. She let
out a sigh as she slowly sank on my engorged tool. Damn, her snatch
was tight. You would never have known she had had two kids, she was as
tight as a teenager. I braced her against a washing machine and
pounded into her furiously. She came quickly in a great shuddering
orgasm that threatened to milk my cum before I was ready.

	I paused just long enough to turn her over on the machine and
mount her from the rear. Her tight snatch met every thrust as I
pounded into her, her pubic bone rubbing the tender spot under the
head of my cock. The pressure in my balls was getting almost too much
to contain, so I pulled all but the head from her dripping snatch.

	I fucked her with short jabs with just the head, holding her
buns so she could not back onto my cock. The pressure subsided and
stopped my motion for a bit. She was straining to have my whole
manhood deep in the folds of her flesh, and I released my grip on her
ass. With one great rush, she impaled herself on my member. I held her
to me, loving the way her wet snatch was pressing on my balls. She
reached back and started playing with them.

	I figured that it was now or never. I started building my
strokes until I was ramming my dick furiously into her tight snatch.
She started playing with her clit and shuddered in another orgasm.

	The contractions of her pussy put me over the edge. I buried
my cock and shot great streams of sperm deep into her cunt. I could
feel her cunt expand with each spurt and soon it was filled to
overflowing and cum oozed out onto my balls. I lay down on top of her
and luxuriated in the feeling of my dick in her cum-filled pussy as
she contracted her cunt around my shrinking cock.

	She wordlessly pushed me away and picked up her panties, and
wiped my juice from her snatch. She then went down and licked the
droplets from my balls and limp organ. Standing, she gave me a deep
kiss.

	We dressed in silence and made our way to the elevator. I
pushed the button for our floor, kissed her one last time, and allowed
her to go to her room as I continued down to the bar.

	I had to have a couple of drinks to convince me that it wasn't
just a dream.

	I sipped each one reliving that fantastic fuck.