It's what he wanted

For years my hubby wanted to me to have fun with other men and always loved me telling him about my past. When I was married the first time, I had many affairs on my useless husband and when I got together with my now husband, he wanted me to continue doing that. I am 50 now and he is 54. Before going any further I am rather plump with 42d tits. Guy in the past loved to use me because I am a squirter big time and even just playing around I start to have juices pour out of me. To this day if I see an old lover in town, he'll call me squirt. I didn't do anything the first few years we were together but hubby eventually talked me into it. During his first marriage, him and his wife were swingers and eventually got into a bit of a soft cuckold lifestyle. At the time, I was working as a receptionist at the school bus company. I am and have always been flirty. I love guys paying attention to my big boobs and doesn't matter if they stare or make sexual comments about them. For some time I had been flirting with one of the mechanics named Mike. He was around my age and in a relationship with a very attractive woman that was sexually dead. We'd see each other and he'd purposely blow me a kiss or look at my tits with his tongue hanging out. We'd laugh and a few times I'd grab my boobs and hold them out of course with my top on...just teasingly. One afternoon I had to go check on a bus that wa at the back of the lot among many other busses. As I passed by the garage he asked me where I was going. I told him and he said he'd show my where it was and what was wrong with it. We flirted lightly and laughed but talked about work mainly. Once we reached it we discussed the problem with the bus and once that was finished we just stood and talked. I was wearing a hoodie jacket with a full zippered front. I saw him looking at my tits because as always I had enough zipper pulled down to show plenty of cleavage. In mid conversation he slowly reached out and grabbed the tab of the zipper, when I didn't do anything, he pulled it all the way down until the top opened right up. It was strange but nothing was really said. I pulled it off and stood there letting him get a good look. Not sure what got into me but I reached back and unhooked my bra and pulled it off. Now I stood topless for Mike to enjoy. He played with my tits and we started kissing. His hands felt wonderful as I like a bit rough play with them and he did. He took my hand and put it on his bulge. He was huge and I had to have that so I opened his pants and pulled him out. I tried hard to get it into my mouth but nothing more than his head and I could barely do that. He told me to drop my pants and I couldn't do it fast enough it seemed like. I bend over and he slid that huge cock into me. I let out a long loud moan as he pounded me hard. Everytime he pulled out I'd let loose with a big squirt. It wasn't long and he pumped his cum into me. We kissed more and decided to go back. He kept my bra and told me to never wear one to work again and that I was to wear what he told me to. Kissing whenever he wanted was a must. I told my hubby about it and we fucked over and over that night for hours. After that, Mike would tell me to go get coffees for him and the other two mechanics. My tops became more sheer and low cut. My bottoms were either spandex showing my huge cameltoe or was a skirt with nothing on underneath. I'd bring them coffee. The guys would smile because when I gave Mike his, he'd set it down and pull me in for a long wet kiss in front of the other sometimes felling my tits or pussy so they could see. This went on for a long time with us having sex at least a few times a week at work. I lost my job when the big boss walked in and saw me sitting on Mike's cock riding him hard with my tits wobbling and bouncing like mad. Mike left the area and I ended up getting a job at the airport in security...of course that's another adventure

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