In The Men’s Room with Her Husband

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I was tired of the wife’s surfing on her phone, so I decided to head down to the bar to see who was around.

When I got there, it was full of people… I’d forgotten the fact that it was a game night. I glanced around to see if there was anybody I knew, only to see the back end of a cute redhead disappearing into the men’s room following a guy around her age that I’ve seen her with before.

I’ve had this odd little affair thing with Sue going on for a while now. We generally run into each other here – it started by accident – and have often ended up in the men’s room having sex of some sort. It seemed to me that her husband was going to be screwing her tonight.

Still, I didn’t have anything else to do, so trying to act as nonchalantly as possible I wandered over to the rest room.

I went through the door just in front of another guy and held the door for him. He went over to the urinals and I headed over to the stalls. As I expected, the larger disabled stall against the wall was closed. I went into the stall directly next to that one.

They were being quiet. The guy pissing was whistling, but I could just about make out a slapping sound. I imagined her bent over the toilet, getting fucked from behind. She liked being naked, so I assumed she was naked.

The pissing guy left, then I heard him in the stall next to me let out a deep breath, and it went quiet. I heard the toilet roll, uh, rolling.

A few minutes later, I heard the stall door open and close again. There was a soft click, so I was pretty sure she was still in there. He (I was assuming it was the husband) washed his hands and ran them under the dryer.

Once he’d left, I left the stall and went to the disabled stall. I pressed gently hatay escort on the door, and it was locked. I softly tapped on the stall door.

“Sue?” I whispered, “is that you?”

There wasn’t a sound.

“It’s me, Bob,” I said.

She opened the door, bringing me in and locking it. She seemed happy to see me.

“Heh,” I said, taking my coat off, “I heard you fucking. Your husband?”

She nodded.

“So that was you in the next stall?”

I nodded.

“I saw you coming in here as I came in,” I said.

She came and gave me a hug. I hugged her back, and held on for a few extra seconds.

“Funny,” she told me, “I’d kind of hoped I’d run into you tonight.”

I leaned in and kissed her. She and kissed me back.

“Your husband wasn’t in here long, was he?”

“Well,” she said, grinning, “in his defense I have been teasing him all night.”

“Ah,” I said, “I can imagine what that’s like.”

“I’m thinking we should keep on teasing him,” she said with a grin.

She got her phone out and gave it to me.

I pointed it at her and she lifted the front of her dress. She was wearing lacy panties and I took pictures with her phone as she took the dress off over her head, then turned and hung it on the door.

She turned back to face me, posing with her hands on her hips as I took more pictures.

She stood there in her bra and panties and took the phone from me. We looked through the pictures and selected one that she sent to her husband.

She handed me the phone back and I took pictures as she unhooked her bra, held it over her tits then took it off and hung it up.

She played with her tits for a few pictures, then took the phone back.

I ığdır escort reached and massaged her tits, one at a time. I even sucked her nipples, making them go a darker pink color.

I was stroking her bum as we looked through the pictures. Her topless picture.

She gave me the phone and took her panties off. I took more pictures, then stood behind her, rubbing up against her as she chose one to send.

“Just a sec,” she said.

She opened the door and walked out into the restroom. She took a couple of pictures in the mirror and came back into the stall.

I went back to rubbing against her as she sent another picture.

She put the phone down on the toilet and started kissing me. I felt her up – I played with her tits and focused on her nipples. I grabbed her ass and pulled her into me.

After kissing for a while, she started pulling at my shirt. I let go of her and started undoing my pants.

“Wait,” she said. “Here,” she handed me her phone. “Take pictures for me.”

She squatted down in front of me and reached for my belt. She looked up as she undid them, then looked licked her lips and pulled them down. She rubbed my dick through my underwear.

She rubbed her face against my dick through my underpants.

“Hold up,” I said.

I unbuttoned my shirt and dropped it on the floor. She went back to rubbing her face on me.

She opened her mouth a little and slid her lips along my dick. All the way up, and all the way down to my balls.

Sat back on her heels and pulled my underpants down.

She leaned in and stuck her tongue out, licking my dick so it jerked up and away from her.

Once it was away from her tongue, it bobbed back down ısparta escort and she did it again. This time when it came back down, she grabbed it in her mouth and sucked.

She ran her tongue over my dick for a short while, then stood up again.

She started lifting my vest and I put my dick between her legs.

I pulled my vest off, passing the phone around to do it. I leaned back and took pictures of my dick between the folds of her pussy.

I rolled my hips, sliding my dick against her pussy. I could feel her getting wetter.

She went back to squatting on her heels, rubbing my dick down her body until she grabbed it and put it back into her mouth.

She looked up as I took pictures. I saw her reach down between her legs.

I started moving my hips forwards and backwards, fucking her face.

I could hear her breathing through her nose, it getting more and more ragged. By now her eyes were closed and she’d moved her knees together.

She held her breath and started to cum. I stopped fucking her face and just held my dick in her mouth until she was done.

When she started breathing again, she smiled up me around my dick. I was still pointing the phone at her, still taking pictures.

I started gently rocking my hips again, and she enthusiastically started sucking and licking my dick. I started thrusting faster, knowing I was about to cum.

I moaned and pushed forwards and held still. She pushed towards me until her face was up against me as I blasted away down her throat. I love how much this girl loves sucking dick.

Eventually I pulled back, my dick popping out of her mouth.

She stood up and I gave her the phone. We looked at the pictures I’d taken and she selected one with my dick in her mouth and sent it to her husband.

We both got dressed. She kissed me.

“I’ll see you next time,” she said.

“I’ll look forward to it,” I replied.

She left me there in the stall and after a few seconds I headed back to the bar to get a beer.

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