When Rachel finally limped back to her car with Luke's semen having leaked into the fabric of her running trousers, she found something tucked behind her windscreen wiper. Scanning around the car park first, she then lifted the wiper and removed it. It was Luke's business card. Unsure what to do, she hid it inside her sun visor and then drove home.
That night her husband Paul fussed over her knee which annoyed her. She knew he was only being caring and loving but she felt guilty. Guilty that she had cheated, but also guilty she couldn't stop thinking about Luke. She thought if she had passionate sex with her husband that night it might help banish Luke from her thoughts. It didn't. Whilst her husband appreciated her efforts in bed, he was also left wondering what made her go from snappy and short tempered to a freak between the sheets. He had no idea his wife was reliving her seedy adultery in her thoughts as she rode his cock until he came.
The following morning Rachel woke confused and lonely. She reluctantly gave her husband a blowjob as he unknowingly benefitted from her guilty conscience, mistaking it for his wife's libido just simply having a spike. On reflection she wished she hadn't bothered; it only made her think about Luke when her husband filled her mouth with his warm cum.
For reasons she could not understand, her body loved every second of her cheating experience with Luke, and it yearned for more. But her mind became lost as the days turned into a fortnight since that fateful run. It didn't take long for her husband to recognise the dramatic change in her behaviour.
She quickly stopped being intimate with him. Instead, she preferred to masturbate under the shower thinking about the moment another man ejaculated inside her unprotected womb. The morning after pill wasn't fun though, but it was a necessity. Over the course of the last two weeks masturbating over her dirty secret became more and more exciting, and it produced powerful orgasms. It turned into an obsession and her awkward, difficult, temperament created arguments her husband couldn't understand, as she became bad-tempered, sulky and rude whenever he tried to be intimate with her.
She couldn't deny that Luke had unlocked something inside her, and nor did she want to. However, being a mother and wife she had to lock up whatever it was Luke had unearthed in her. The constant back and forth with her thoughts and feelings were tearing her apart. With nobody to confide in, nobody to hold her and tell her everything was going to be ok; she eventually, and inevitably, went and retrieved the business card inside her car and called Luke.
"Hi, it's Rachel," her voice was shaky.
Luke replied in a confident and almost arrogant tone. "I've been expecting your call. How is your knee?" he asked, remembering how good it felt cumming inside her married pussy.
Her knee had healed just fine, but she hadn't found the courage to resume her weekly running, in fear of bumping into him on the route. She knew if he tried to seduce her again he would succeed. But seen as she couldn't stop fantasising about him anyway, she foolishly decided to get in touch and see how he felt about their time together beneath the forest canopy.
"It's fine now that I've rested it," she replied delightfully. "Why did you leave your card? You know I'm married."
Luke spoke slowly, maintaining the arrogance in his tone. "Why did you keep my number and then ring me a couple of weeks later?"
"Uh," she was stumped, realising she walked straight into that one.
"Can you meet me at the car park?" he asked, wanting to experience her body again.
"When? I mean I'm not sure ... I don't know," she tried to back track, but she wasn't fooling him. Just hearing his voice again was arousing her.
"I'm free today if you are?" he smiled as he said it, visualising her tits in his hands.
Rachel smiled on the other end of the line to, as she thought before answering. The idea of meeting him again sent shivers throughout her body. It was risky, dangerous, and above all, exciting.
"I'm not sure, I have to pick up the children in a few hours."
"Please come and meet me," he pleaded persuasively, dropping the arrogance. "We can just chat. You'll have plenty of time to go pick up your children."
Rachel battled with the reasons why she should and shouldn't meet him, before thoughts of his muscular physique driving his cock into her body overpowered her. Maybe this could work if she was careful she thought.
"Ok, I can be there for 1pm but then I'll have to leave no later than two-thirty to pick up my children."
"I won't be a second late. See you soon Rachel," he hung up the call, grinning at the thought of having her again.
Rachel drove to the car park in silence, and with her mind questioning her decision to meet Luke. She was nervous and excited, her guilt temporarily put on hold with her heart racing and the adrenaline pumping around her body.
Arriving at the car park fifteen minutes early, she was half relived to find no other cars, and half disappointed that Luke wasn't already parked up. The guilt instantly returned when she checked her phone for any missed messages from him. Every time the screen lit up to access her phone the family photo screensaver appeared. She shook her head and turned her phone to silent before closing it again. Then, right on time, Luke turned into the car park. Her eyes lit up as they looked at each other and smiled. Luke parked beside her car, and apart from the two of them, the area was deserted.
Rachel experienced several flutters when Luke climbed out of his car and walked round to open her passenger door.
"Fancy seeing you here?" he joked.
Rachel beamed shyly. "Don't get in, let's go for a walk and talk."
"Whatever the lady desires," he grinned and closed the door.
Luke wanted to greet her with a kiss when she locked her car and walked beside him, but sensing some tension in amongst her obvious delight, he decided to play it calm and cool, confident the right moment would present itself soon enough.
"How have you been?" she asked, as they walked casually from the car park and onto the country path.
"I'm good when I'm not thinking about you," he replied. "I was gutted by your reaction at the end. I really did want to make sure you got back to your car ok."
"Sorry," she lowered her head with regret. "It's not that I didn't want you to walk me back, I just freaked out. Everything just happened so quickly and unexpectedly. I still wonder sometimes if it actually happened."
"It definitely happened Rachel, and it can happen again as many times as you want it to," he proposed, then he let it hang there until she responded.
They walked in silence. Luke allowed her to think as he waited patiently, he knew he had just suggested something that held potentially serious consequences for her.
"You honestly haven't stopped thinking about me?" she side stepped his indirect offer, for now. "You said you're not good when you're thinking about me?"
"I just meant I can't stop thinking about you. What we did up there," he paused and looked up at the forest in the distance, "was incredible. You're the sexiest woman I've ever met."
Rachel came over all warm and tingly at his compliment, taking pride that this man desired her. "Truth is, I haven't been able to stop thinking about you either."
"Quite the dilemma we find ourselves in then," he smiled, his tone revealing he didn't really consider it a dilemma for him at all. Luke was confident he could make this work for both of them, because he had no intentions of stealing her away from her family, he just had to make her realise that.
"Why am I not convinced that you are troubled by this?" she said with a suppressed laugh.
Luke scanned behind them to make sure nobody had joined the path. He then did a double take as he thought he saw somebody, but realising it was nothing he continued. "Because I am not troubled by this," he stepped towards her and gently put his hands just above her elbows. "I don't want you doing anything that you don't want to do. Tell me to walk away right now and block your phone number and I will. Reluctantly of course, but I would do it. But what about you Rachel? You're clearly missing something to do what you did with me. I am not judging or criticisng you. I think you're beautiful, sexy and a woman who knows what she wants, otherwise you wouldn't be here, and you certainly wouldn't have called me."
Rachel considered his response and nodded, she felt herself opening up and agreeing with him. "You're right, but that doesn't change the fact I'm a married woman with children," she looked down at the ground as the guilt began to bubble again.
"Let's keep walking," he suggested and stepped off. "If anybody appears on this path we will draw suspicion." Rachel agreed and they resumed walking the path. "What does your head tell you?" he asked.
"It doesn't tell me anything, but it does keep demanding to know what the hell I'm playing at," her tone was serious.
Luke couldn't help releasing a soft chuckle. "Your head will never give you the answers to anything you seek. It will only complicate matters, that's what I've always found in life. Even trying to decide on a new TV becomes complicated when you start thinking about which one to buy."
They both laughed and Rachel welcomed his humorous approach. "If only this was as simple as being a TV," she responded.
"More importantly Rachel, what does the feeling deep inside your gut tell you?" he glanced at her, she appeared deep in thought once more by the look on her face.
She glanced back as they continued walking. "Obviously it was the feeling in my gut that led me to call you, and then to be walking with you right now."
As they approached an old, ruined stone building, from the days when the area was all farmland, Luke gently guided her off the path towards it. "Follow me," he said, "let's get out of sight in case anybody walking this path recognises or hears us."
Rachel did follow, and they were soon hiding inside what was left of the old farm building. "Is it safe in here?" she was wondering, looking at one of the missing corners of the stone structure.
"Yeah, we'll be fine. It's just an old stone barn, but it's not suddenly going to fall down on us," he reassured her without any structural engineering knowledge whatsoever.
"Was this your plan?" she chuckled again. "To bring me in here and take advantage of me?"
Luke smiled coyly. "I think we have something between us Rachel, that could work if you wanted it to."
"I agree," she smiled, finally accepting that she wanted to satisfy the thrills she was seeking with him. A fit, muscular and virile man, but she would also need a suitable method of contraception.
Luke stepped forward and gently backed Rachel up against the wall. Careful not to hurt her against the rough stone, he cupped her face in both hands and planted his lips on hers. Rachel's eyes closed, followed by Luke's, as they opened their mouths and welcomed each other's tongues to probe, dance and entwine. She loved how this man was able to cut out the crap and just seize the moment. He was confident, experienced, and knew how to read her true thoughts.
Feeling the emotion in one another, they sighed, groaned, and gasped as the kiss became more passionate by the second. Luke's right hand dropped from her face and groped about with the button and zip at the front of her jeans. Aroused, Rachel brought her hands up to help him. Without breaking the kiss the pair quickly had the jeans open and pushed down around her thighs. Luke then pushed her hands to by her sides and kissed her feverishly as he cupped and smoothed her black panty covered mound. Rachel groaned and moved forwards off the wall, only to collapse painfully back into it again when he touched and began to massage the fleshy area over her pubic bone inside her panties.
"Uhhhhhhhh ... yes ... ohhhhhhh ... Luke ..." Rachel melted as she closed her eyes and rested her weight against the stone.
Luke grinned triumphantly at the intoxicating scene before him. She was hot, gasping for breath and completely submissive to his touch, and he hadn't even felt her pussy yet. But a few moments later he was doing just that. With strength in his grip, he managed to stretch and snap the lace waistband before running his fingers along the outer and inner lips of her vulva.
"Uhhhh fuck Luke!" she panted loudly, eyes remaining closed with the palms of her hands flat against the rough surface of the stone barn, as she felt her broken black lace panties being pulled from her body.
A dominant grin etched across his face. "I'm going to fuck you just how you like it," he informed her, smearing the lubrication from her arousal all around her mound and clit while discarding her panties into the corner of the old barn.
Urgent gasps and sighs escaped her mouth, while her pussy continued to purr and produce more lubrication. Luke then drove her closer towards the edge when he pressed against her clit through the hood and started rubbing in circular motions.
"Ohhhh fuck ... uhhhhhh... yes ... yes Luke!" she screamed.
"Shhhhh, unless you want some country walkers to come in here," he smirked. "Or perhaps you'd like that hey? You like strangers touching your pussy don't you Rachel?" he played with her sexual desires, and then rubbed his finger faster and harder as her clit became soaked in her pussy juice.
"Yes, fuck yes! Make me cum!" she sounded almost delirious, high on sexual arousal.
Luke used his free hand to unzip her coat. He then grabbed at the centre of her blouse and tore it open. Rachel shrieked, opened her eyes and then grabbed the back of his neck and dragged him closer to kiss him. As their tongues entwined once more she began to flick her hips. Luke applied some heavy pressure to her clit, welcoming her moans into his mouth until she climaxed.
When the explosion inside her body happened, Luke removed his hand and helped keep her steady on her feet for a minute or so. It was an intense and overwhelming experience for her, he could see that. He then stepped back with a smile and nodded to himself as he unbuckled and unzipped his own jeans. Rachel watched through dazed eyes, Luke dropping his jeans to around his knees and stroking that lovely thick cock of his. She then followed his gaze roaming her body. Her jeans were taut around her thighs with her recovering shaven pussy brazenly on display and waiting for part two. Her white blouse was open and torn with a few buttons missing. Her white bra visible.
"Fuck me like I'm your whore!" she spat, consumed by her own lust.
Luke remained a metre or so away from her, stroking his cock with a serious, determined, and dominant expression on his face. "Show me your tits."
Rachel matched his expression with a serious, wanton, and determined look of her own, before she removed her coat and damaged blouse. Luke focused his gaze at her chest. His cock felt harder in his hand when the blonde wife reached round her back and unclasped her bra to release her 34C bust.
"So you do want to be my whore?" he asked, knowing it would only ever be during these intense moments. Any other time he would treat her with respect and compassion.
"Does this answer your question?" she maintained the serious expression, whilst dropping her bra on the floor to join her blouse and coat. "Or do I need to spell it out for you?"
"If you want me to fuck you like a whore, then a whore is how I will fuck you," he answered, after lifting his gaze from her soft, fleshy tits to her eyes.
Rachel's gaze returned to the thick, hard muscle throbbing in his hand as he stepped towards her. She loved it's dark purple circumcised head, knowing it was about to enter her and inflict a level of pleasure no amount of fingers could.
Luke was suddenly standing in front of her, lowering his head to her breasts as he grabbed them with both hands and lifted them to meet his opening mouth. Rachel gasped when her left nipple disappeared into the warmth and wetness. She then squealed in painful delight when he sucked and gently bit on the soft teat. She couldn't wait to feel him inside her again, grabbing his cock with her left hand and stroking him, whilst he moved onto her right tit and nipple.
"Fuck me Luke, we're running out of time," she pleaded through a desperate moan.
Knowing she was right; he released her gorgeous tits and removed her hand from his cock to replace it with his.
"Turn around. Face the wall and push your arse out," he told her sternly. "I'm going to fuck you hard and fast."
"Do it," she breathed heavy as she followed his instructions.
Luke gave both cheeks and playful slap before he shuffled closer and pulled her right cheek open. Rachel was groaning at the wall, her breasts dangling with her hardened saliva coated nipples aching.
"I promise to pull out this time," he prepared her, as he rubbed his circumcised head into her tender, soaking wet folds. "So you better decide where you want my load, because we're not wasting it."
"You can cum ... uhhhhhhhhhhhh! Fuck!" she screamed loud enough that anybody near the old building would have heard them.
Luke speared up and into her from behind, and then gave her a few long, slow thrusts until her insides had taken and accepted him fully. Only then did he reach under her body and grab her tits to pull her body almost vertical. Careful not to lift her too high, and risk his cock slipping out of her, he managed to find the perfect angle for him to enjoy her tits and fuck her hard, just like a whore.
They panted, groaned, cursed, and bucked wildly inside the old farm building like two wild animals. Nothing mattered in those moments except making each other cum. Luke grunted into her ear as he thrust as hard and as deep as the position would allow him to. Rachel could barely reach the stone wall as she moved her hips as best as she could.
"Decided where you want my cum?" he growled into her ear whilst squeezing her tits.
"In my mouth!" she exclaimed. "I'm gonna cum!"
Luke let go of her tits and they dropped the short distance until they hung and bounced. He then pushed and bent her forwards at the waist until her body was closer to being ninety degrees. From there he grabbed her waist and fucked her with brutal force. Rachel screamed and moaned, her breasts swinging like pendulums as the circumcised cock tore back forth inside her pussy like some unstoppable piston.
"Uhhhhhh ... yes ... yes ... yes ... uhhhhhhhh ... fuuuuuck yes!"
Even more intense than the first time Luke fucked her, Rachel thought she might black out as her orgasm exploded and sent tremors of pleasure throughout her body. When it entered her head it felt like a tsunami. But Luke wasn't going to let her fall forwards or collapse as he held and fucked her until she was spent.
"Get on your knees and open your mouth," he demanded, but was already aiding her in doing so.
Squatting with her back against the rough surface again, Rachel opened her mouth and took just the circumcised head inside. As soon as her lips closed around it the first jet erupted to the back of her throat. She instantly swallowed, and then kept swallowing, as more and more warm cum erupted inside her mouth.
"Ohhhh fuck that was awesome!" Luke sang, when his cock stopped filling the blonde wife's mouth with his seed.
Rachel picked up her blouse and wiped her mouth clean as she stood up and swallowed the remnants of cum lingering on her tongue. She then quickly put her bra back on and finished getting dressed while Luke rearranged his own clothing.
"Do I get to walk you back this time?" he smirked.
"Yes," she smiled, zipping up her coat. But no holding hands or kissing."
They both laughed and exited the barn, but not before Luke carefully poked his head outside to check for any persons in the immediate vicinity.
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