A Marital Betrayal
Meet the Johnson’s – Tom, 45, a successful businessman, and Lisa, 42, a stunningly beautiful housewife. They had been married for 20 years, and their sex life had grown stale. The thrill was gone, replaced by monotony and routine. One evening, over a bottle of wine, they discussed their dissatisfaction and yearned for something new, something taboo. Enter the Smith’s – Harold, 72, a rough, weathered old man with a reputation for his insatiable sexual appetite, and his frigid, disinterested wife, Marion, 68. Tom and Lisa had known the Smith’s for years and had always found Harold intriguing.
“Tom, have you ever thought about watching Lisa with another man?” Lisa asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Tom’s eyes widened, and a smirk played on his lips. “I’ve thought about it, darling. And I believe we might just make that fantasy a reality.” The following weekend, the Johnson’s extended an invitation to the Smith’s for dinner. The anticipation built as they prepared for the evening. Tom’s cock twitched at the thought of witnessing Lisa’s desire being fulfilled by Harold’s rough hands. As the Smith’s arrived, the tension in the air was palpable. Tom led Harold into the living room, pouring him a glass of brandy. Lisa, meanwhile, led Marion into the kitchen to help with dinner preparations.
Once the older couple was settled, Tom excused himself, leaving the room to Lisa. She approached Harold, her heart racing. “Harold, my dear,” she purred, her voice dripping with seduction. “Why don’t we retire to the bedroom? Tom won’t mind.” Harold’s eyes gleamed with excitement as he followed Lisa up the stairs. The bedroom door closed behind them, leaving Tom alone in the living room, his breath hitched as he imagined the scene unfolding. In the dimly lit bedroom, Lisa stripped off her dress, revealing her flawless body. Harold’s eyes devoured her, his hands rough against her skin as he traced her curves. Lisa moaned as he claimed her mouth in a brutal kiss, his tongue exploring every inch.
Tom’s cock strained against his pants as he listened to Lisa’s moans, her cries growing louder than Harold’s hands roamed her body. The bed creaked beneath their weight as they tumbled onto it, their bodies intertwined. Harold’s rough hands explored Lisa’s breasts, pinching and pulling at her nipples until they were sore. He slid a finger inside her, testing her readiness, before replacing it with his thick, veiny cock. Lisa gasped as he entered her, his size overwhelming her. Tom’s own hand found his cock, stroking it in time with the rhythm of their moans. He closed his eyes, imagining himself inside Lisa, feeling her body quiver around him as Harold took her roughly.
Their bodies moved in sync, the room filled with the sounds of their passion. Lisa’s cries grew louder, her body trembling as she reached her climax. Tom’s release followed shortly after, his seed spilling onto his hand as he watched his wife being taken by another man. As they finished, Harold and Lisa lay panting on the bed, their bodies slick with sweat. Tom entered the room, his cock still hard as he watched them, a wicked grin spreading across his face. “Thank you, Harold,” he said, extending a handshake. “That was something I’ll never forget.” And so, the Johnson’s marital betrayal began, a perverse exploration of controlled infidelity fueled by their shared desire for the rough embrace of an older man.
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