Working time fun
I am married and to a lovely guy. Only the sex in our marriage is, well hardly no sex at all.
I own and work in a florist shop. Something I set up independently from my husband and it is, pardon the pun, flourishing.
The shop is set in a semi rural area and close by to me is a shop that sells almost anything. It's run and part owned by an older black man called Dennis.
I've known him for nine years, since setting up my business and up until the spring this year, it had been just a "hello, how are things going" type of relationship.
During a very bad downpour in spring, Dennis popped into my shop just to get out of the torrent which was falling around lunch time. We began to chat, then Dennis noticed what i'd been reading, a lonely hearts/sex advise column in a magazine.
He asked me if I wasn't getting any in a jokey sort of way. I answered without thinking by telling him, I'd be lucky to feel my husbands arousal once a year.
Instantly he replied by telling me, if I was his wife, he'd be pleasuring me every day, most probably more than once.
I'm not sure if it was his comment, the reading of the magazine, or just that it had been a long time since I'd felt a mans erection in my hands or between my pussy lips, that I told him if he had time, I had a back room with a large sofa.
Kissing Dennis was just so overwhelming. It was asexual kiss, not the hello and goodbye kisses my husband gave me. And it drove me absolutely wild with passion. Not caring about my stuffy life at that moment, I gripped Dennis's growing penis through his trousers and longed to feel it sliding over my tongue.
I knew from holding it through the material it was much larger than my husbands. And I also knew no matter what, I was going to have this tall, athletic black man fuck me.
Before I knew it, we were both semi naked and I had Dennis licking and sucking on my small breasts and large nipples. His right hand was between my legs and he was slowly manipulating my pussy hole and my clit.
I was shaking from his attentions, yet it didn't stop me stroking his magnificent cock and hoping we had time to fuck.
Telling him quickly, I wanted him inside of me, he replied by telling me, he didn't fuck a pretty woman like me before he explored her pussy and arse with his mouth and tongue.
In no previous experience or time in my life, have I had a man go down on me as Dennis did that rain affected day. From the moment his tongue licked my lips and moved in between my labia's and on to my clitoris, I was totally transfixed and yearning for him to make me orgasm.
It must have been at least half an hour of pure ecstasy as he tongued my pussy and arsehole. Not a first for me, anal stimulation, but it hadn't happened since a previous boyfriend to my husband.
I climaxed not once, but multiple times as I first lay on my back on the sofa, then Dennis had me kneeling up so he could delve his tongue deep up my backside.
By the time he put his huge bulbous cock head to my pussy opening from behind, i was literally begging him to fuck me.
After such a long time without feeling a hard throbbing cock inside me, it shocked me just how horny I was for him and his large shiny black cock. I'd wanted to taste it, to suck it, but Dennis wasn't waiting and I was so glad in the end he didn't.
As his cock slowly entered me, I gasped and he stopped. He thought he'd hurt me, yet I wanted him so badly, I cried out for him to fuck me. Hearing me telling him I wanted sex that desperately, Dennis thrusted hard into my pussy and kept on fucking me time and time again, until I'd orgasmed beyond anything I'd ever achieved or felt before.
The sensation of pure unadulterated sex going through my body was overwhelming at times, and his long shaft filled me inside so thoroughly I almost struggled to breath properly.
With yet another orgasm subsiding, he moved us around so I was on my back again. Sliding his cock what I thought was going to be back into my pussy, he put his cock head to my arsehole and pushed in. It was uncomfortable more than painful, but then I was till reeling from a huge orgasm. Dennis leaned over me, we kissed and as we kissed he entered me fully. It hurt then, but I didn't care and even gripped his arse cheeks pulling the black fifty two year old deeper inside of me.
Kissing and fucking with the sofa creaking beneath us, I heard the shop door bell ring. Ignoring it we carried on fucking as i thought who ever it was would eventually leave. I was right as a couple of minutes later without ever checking, the door bell rang again and I heard it bang shut.
Only a few minutes more and Dennis began to thrust into em much harder and with longer faster strokes. My arsehole had gotten used to his size by then, so I ground into him as he fucked me and wham, groaning and arching back, he came deep up my backside, filling my rear hole with his hot semen.
We lay coupled for a minute or so, both catching our breath. Then after kissing me passionately, he rose and I witnessed the engorged black cock that had just given me so much pleasure.
Smiling down at me, he told me from then on I was going to enjoy our new found relationship. And that man, that wonderful endearing sexual black man, Dennis, has been more than true to his word.
About a week after our first liaison, and after returning home from another sexual afternoon with Dennis, my husband asked me if I locked my shop door during lunch times. I told him I did. His response was "You didn't last week when Dennis was visiting".
He didn't add anything else and I didn't say a thing. However about a month or so later he asked me if I was happier person. When I asked why, my husband replied "Because I think Dennis makes you, and because of that, me happy too".
We've not spoken about Dennis and I having sex, but my husband knows were getting together in my shop and Dennis's flat more often these days, which is above his shop.
It's an arrangement I'm extremely happy with. I know Dennis is after becoming a widower a few years before. And my husband, he can't be angry at either of us can he. After all he's invited Dennis round for Christmas and has decorated our guest bedroom for Dennis and I sleep in when he's here. Only I doubt we'll be doing much sleeping.