You tell me what you'd do in my place.
I'm forty one, very fit, attractive and still modelling part time for catalogues.
My husband who works in financing, is a little older, isn't fit and is often too drunk to get an erection let alone fuck me.
So I'm at the gym a few months back. I see a young guy obviously eyeing me up and I get ultra horny thinking of him maybe fucking me.
I'm about to finish my set, when he walks over, asks me if I'm married, and if I am, why do look like I'm not happy. Without pausing, I tell him maybe because I've not had a large thick hard cock in a while.
At this point I didn't even know his name, and his next comment was 'Well why don't you join me in the steam room'.
By the time I got down to the steam room, he was already in there and it was clear he had a hard on. Still not knowing his name, I watched him remove the towel and saw the biggest cock I've ever witnessed in person.
The reason he'd been so confident for such a young guy, was the sheer size of his dick and he knew once i'd seen it, I'd want to enjoy every inch of it.
An hour later I got into my car to drive home, with a huge grin on my face and a mouth, pussy and arsehole that had been fucked mercilessly by a young man who I then knew was called Aaron.
I should have felt guilty knowing he'd cum inside of me twice. Once in my mouth as I blew him, and once so deep up my arsehole after he'd been fucking both my pussy and arse into sexual oblivion.
I lost count of the orgasms he drove me to with his enormous cock, yet it didn't stop me making him go down on me before we exited the steam room. He was so good at tonguing me, I very nearly passed out from the intensity his mouth and tongue took me to.
At home I bathed, took pictures of myself in the tub and sent them to Aaron. He sent a picture of his flaccid cock, which even limp was bigger than my husbands. Promising we'd have fun again he asked me to meet him the following night.
Like a common whore I let him fuck me in my car down by the reservoir. It was so horny taking his cock from behind up my pussy and arse, just knowing someone could walk past.
When I got home, I found my husband fast asleep on the couch with a bottle of whiskey opened and half drunk. Like a naughty school girl, I woke him up by moving my knickers to one side and squatting over his face. Shouting his name, he sprung up mashing his face into my cum coated sex.
He mumbled something about not wanting sex and crashed out again. Laughing I went off to get in the shower and plan what I was going to wear which was easily accessible for Aaron the next time.
I've continued to see Aaron occasionally, yet he's not my main focus for sex now. That focus belongs to another model who's my age. She's an amazing person and someone who's taught me to be far more independent. And someone I'm probably going to leave my husband for.