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"Yes... Yes..."

The moan escaped his lips as Greg took even more of himself to dedicate completely for his lover. Taking his full movements to hit his manhood deep and hard into her, his invasions spreading her walls even wider around him. He knew, somehow, that there was once a time those lips were spread out for several minutes, perhaps even hours everyday.

And she had taken him to resume the practice.

He would not let her down. Fighting down the urge to reach his climax so soon, Greg moved her against his groin fully, having her crashing against his pole, impaling herself with ever pull of his hands.
 
Linda could happily have collapsed there and then, the orgasm was the strongest she had experienced in a long while. Her body trembled a little, now ultra sensitive from the release she had been given. Greg showed no sign of stopping as he continued to work away at her hot hole. Moans still escaped her lips as he continued t use her for his satisfaction.

It was so long since she had climaxed before a man, with Dan it was routine for him to be over and done before she was even completely aroused. This was strange, it reminded her of her early days with Dan. Greg's rod still hard as iron working in and out of her at a tremendous pace.

"Are you going to cum, big boy?" she cooed.
 
Her big boy smiled and giggled at her words. Indeed, it was just that kind of coaching Greg needed to feel himself into complete bliss. The ticklish feeling down his balls started to grow umbearable, the pressure on the tip of his manhood just about to explode fianll ybeing allowed to open free, like a pressure valve running open in seconds of feverish rotating.

Moaning wildly, he hilted himself deep within Linda. His Linda. His lovely, cheating Linda, and grinding himself against her hips once more, he felt the climax crumbling his legs as he trembled, feeling it rushing along his manhood and exploding deep within the woman he knew that was now his. Not her Dan's any longer. His. Greg's.

The load was absurd in it's volume, the thick, whiteish, virile fluid flowing into her womanhood and deep down her womb, gushing wildly and pouring into her, seeding her completely. She could feel the sudden warmth into her as he jolted stream after stream into her, caring not if she was in her period or in her heat.
 
Linda felt the famliar feel of a cock twitching inside, knowing Greg was ready to climax. She let herself ride back hard onto his cock, she felthis cum spurt deep inside her. The warm feel as jet after jet of cum spurted against her walls. Linda was surprised by the volume of warm fluid invading her.

As she felt the remaning drops of cum ease inside her she was relieved that she had started to take the pill. Due to the vast number of near misses with Dan she had made the decision to take the contraceptive pill to ease some of te tension that existed during their love making.

Linda continued to rock gently back and forth, stimulating Greg's cock feom shaft to tip as he calmed from his climax. His cock still swollen gave a wonderful full feeling to her stretched pussy.

She felt as Greg withdrew cum oozing from her lips, working down her legs. "May I use the bathroom?" Linda asked, wanting to make some attempt to clean up befoe returning home.
 
"Sure, of course..."

Greg told her as he lowered himself over her back, kissing at her shoulders, licking all along her shoulder blade before finally stepping back. As he forced Linda to rotate between his arms, noticing how his thick, young seed flowed down her leg, he could not help it but smile. Making another move, he kissed her lips, tasting her one last time before steeping away, his legs still trembling a little.

"Linda... You are gorgeous.", he started as he lead her through the small apartment, opening a door right beside the bedroom's. "But don't you want my company in there?", he smiled as he laid a playful slap against her backside.

"We'll have a long night ahead, sweet."
 
Linda smiled as she closed the bathroom door behind her. "We'll have a long night ahead, sweet." the words echoed in her mind as her feet danced over the cold tiled floor. She sat on the toilet, cum still oozing out of her pussy. Taking some toilet tisue she wiped her inner thighs and her spread lips, her pussy sensitive to her touch.

Slowly she slipped her fnger inside, making sure she had most of Greg's cum out of her. The floor still cold beneath her feet as she moved to the sink to wash away the dried cum from her. She looked in the mirror, tidied her hair. She scrubbed her legs making sure there wasn't even the faintest trace of Greg's cum left behind.

Guilt began to take over her body, now the moment was over she wondered how she could ever go home to Dan. As she left the bethroom, Linda noticed Greg wasn't n the kitchen, she quickly gathered her cothes dressed and quitly slipped out of the door. her emotions were confuesd, tonight had given her the pleasure sje desired, yet had opened up a oor to a part of her life she had thought she had left behind.

She slipped in through her door, heading into her flat. Dan wasn't home yet. She quickly changed gathered a resh set of clothes and slipped into the bath, still feeling dirty from Greg's cum. Her eyes closed as she began to massage her body with the soapy bubbles, an image came into her mind, as she slowly rubbed along her slit. An image of Greg. She fantasised about him taking her again, and again.

The familiar sound of the front door opening brought her back to reality, Dan's deep voice booming "Hello!" as he came in.
 
“Linda? I’ve thought I’d order us some pizza before we get to round two.”

Greg cried from his bedroom as he was searching for the phone number to the nearest Pizza Parlour, Lucio’s. Lucio’s was great, and quite a confidante. Although it was but a small place, it had quite a cozy, conforting and welcoming atmosphere so intense he was really considering taking Linda there rather than ordering the delivery. However, she had not awnsered, even though he heard the door opening and them closing. Perhaps he should order and take her to that Parlour later on, she might like it.

“Oh, man!”, a sudden inside runned to his mind as he understood why she had not awnsered. Linda had fled. She had taken her time in the bathroom, and now she was gone. Gone. Was it something that he had done to her? Greg started to become worried. Would he ever see Linda again? Or was she completely regretting their encounter? Damn it, she might even complain for the Driver’s School and he would be fired.

But would she? She had been really, really revealing to him in those few hours they’ve grown more than intimate with each other. He had blasted her womb with his seed, after all. There was little they could not understand on each other, he thought. Well, they had another scheduled class in three days. Perhaps then he would understand what was going on in her mind.

Meanwhile, as Greg had decided not to order a pizza after all, Dan was coming into the house. He had asked for Linda, but as the water runned, he knew that she was probably taking a bath. Taking off the worn suit from over his aching shoulders, Dan let it lay with his case on his office downstairs, the room where he had taken his time to make it his own land. His little kingdom. Most of his treasured trophies were here, including an autographed photo of Neil Armstrong.

Daniel was tired. Slowly he started to walk upstairs, considering joining his wife in the shower. Linda was not really into it, but that had been a month ago. She was probably nearing her heat. What if… These ideas swarmed Dan’s mind as he quietly opened the bedroom door, hearing the cursed, audible click as the door closed behind him, and slid out of his shoes.
 
After stepping out of the bath, Linda dressed before heading to their bedroom. She leant in and kissed Dan on the cheek, before slipping in alomg side him. Despite knowing she was 100% clean and fresh smelling, panic gripped her what if he could smell greg's scent? After al she didn't want to lose her Dan, he was everythng she had wished for, just sexualy she was unsatisfied.

She rolled onto her side, which was normal, Dan snuggled in nestling his head next to hers. Within seconds the familiar sound of Dan's snores filled the air, leaving Linda tormented with guilt. Each time her eyes closed she was back there, back with Greg, experiencing all she needed.

Over the next few days she had battled with her guilt, tempted to stop her lessons with Greg, each time she had picked up the phone to call off the lessons she hadn't been able to bring herself to do it. The feeling of true sexual fulfilment had been too strong, emotonally she longed for Dan but sexual she craved long sessions of hot, wild passionate sex. The beast inside was reawakening, the beast that she had been in her younger days.

At lst the day of the lesson arrived, she was filled with excitment, fear and frustration, how would Greg react. It wasn't until now she had considered his feelings, what if he didn't come back?

That morning she had tidied her wild bush, athough still naturally covered the hairs trimmed back to the confines of her white thong. She slipped on a short knee length dress and flat blackshoes.

Her heart ponded as she looked out of the window awaiting Greg's arrival. 11am Saturady morning came, 11:01 came and went, 11:02, 11:03, then Greg pulled up. Linda headed down to the car. As calmly as she could she took the drivers seat, she smiled, "Hi Greg, how are you?"
 
“Hmm, Ah… Hey, Hi, Linda…”

Greg was seemingly uncorfortable with her simple, common approach. He had rather hoped she would be jumping on his chest and kissing his lips, but why would she do that? Greg seemed to blush a little as he recrimined his own thoughts for a moment. He had been looking forward to this very moment the whole three days since their fatidic encounter, and now… he did not really knew what to do. What to say to this gorgeous woman.

“So… what was that about?”, he finally started, deciding to confront her as she finally adjusted herself in the driver’s seat. “I… I had thought we’d be togheter for the night. Was... was it something I’ve Said?”

He started, worried. Greg was not really that confident he had not pleased Linda, for she had finally begged for his cum then, but what if he had been rather boring and she had just decided to head off?
 
Linda looked at Greg, all she could now think of was his hard cock. "I..I'm sorry," she whispered almost choking on the words, "Not here though," she said softly her eyes glancig up at the flat she had just left.

"Shall we start driving, maybe find somewhere quiet?" she suggested, she still felt guilty about the other night, although not as guilty as she thought she would. Being sat next to Greg brought back memories of a fabulous fuck. She hoped that the end of this lesson would hold a similar delight for her.

Linda set off, taing her usual care about moing the car through the busy streets. Following a brief gear change she rested her hand on Greg's knee, "It wasn't you..." she paused her eyes still fixed on the road, her tone soft and comforting.
 
"Yeah, right...", Greg mumbled. It was always his fault. Was Linda looking for something else? He had really thought that at first she only needed a good, complete and through thursting down her loins, but he sincerely had hoped he could have something more from her. How foolish of him. As if he'd ever get the chance of having Linda or any other woman like her.

But he could not get angry with her. Linda had a way to melt a man's heart. Laying his palm over the hand she had laid over his knee, Greg shivered for a moment. She was as soft and flawless as he remembered her to be. "We... can always get back home.", he suggested. "You know the way."

"I was... I was meaning to ask you out, Linda. You know, spend some time with you. Hook up togheter. And then...", he leaned against her to lay a kiss over her cheek, carefully as she was driving. His hand above hers slowly started to guide her hand from his knee upwards.
 
It would have been easy to get caught up in the moment, Linda kept her cool, there were going to be boundaries. She pulled over in a quiet side street, turned off the ignition and turned to face Greg.
"You are a sweet guy..." she paused for a moment, long enough to build up tjhe suspense for the obvious 'but' that would follow. "But... I love Dan, I'll never leave him, it's just with work and everything... I have needs, needs he is struggling to fulfil," she continued pausing long enough for abreath but not long enough for Greg to interupt. "I do love Dan, and I did love what you did to me the other night, I'd like to continue I want to feel you inside me making me squirm, but you must understand, I can never be with you fully," finally she paused it was now in Greg's court.

A silence fell on the car, as she had feared it would. She sat patiently awaiting Greg's response.
 
For a moment, Greg's cheeks blushed violently as he tried to control his feelings and assert them to Linda. He liked her. He wished to like her some more, and of course, be liked back. But it seemed it would never happen that way he first imagined it could be working like.

"But you've been mine fully, Linda. I mean...", Greg started as he laid a hand over her leg, trying to steady his shivering hand. "...You've taken it all and allowed me to cum into you. Doesn't that mean anything?"

"I... I understand what you mean.", he finally said, his hand on her lap slowly caressing her leg, sliding upside down along it slowly. "But can't we be friends, Linda? Friends that have sex? I mean... God, you were great. And the both of us want that to keep happening, right?"
 
Linda knew this was the first step back onto a winding road, a step she had promised herself she would never take. When she had made that promise to herself, everything had been wonderful, now things were different. No matter how much she cared for Dan, she needed to feel satisfied.

"Of course I want to continue...I just can't leave him," she said her hand moving from his thigh reading the car to head back to his place.

In no time at all she had pulled up outside his house and was heading up to his apartment.
 
Smiling, Greg approached her a little kiss at her cheek. Turning from her straight towards the front, he laid a hand on his chin, throughtful. It seemed Linda would never forget this Dan guy, and he would have to put up with it and just have her banging him. It was not a bad prospect at first.

"I'm not asking for you to leave him.", he finally told her as they've started to climb up the stairs towards his apartment.

Taking his keys from his trouser's front pocket, he walked around her, watching the vagarous, delicious sway of her wide hips, almost meaningful as if she was indeed wriggling them around the most for him. When he unlocked the door and opened it, he lead her inside, closing the door after she passed. Discarding the keys over the keyhole inside, he watched Linda. She had such an stunning body.

"So, what are you planning today?", he asked with a cat-like purr on the back of his voice.
 
Linda just looked Greg straight in the eye, before leaning in to whisper in his ear, "No plan, just fuck me." Their last encounter had given her the pleasure she longed for, whilst also bringing back the slut that had always lurked inside her. In her younger days it had been common for her to sleep in a different bed each week, sometimes even managing a different bed each night. She had fond memories of her slutty past, memories that excited her as she embarked on her new adventures. The new adventure had a heightened sense of danger attached, yet a strange love and loyalty to complicate the mix.

Linda glanced around the room, the kitchen counter had been fine for a first time, but now she wanted more comfortable surroundings. "How about we head to your room?" she smiled at Greg, "You pour a drink or two and I'll get myself ready for you."
 
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"Sure, sure." Greg was quick to cross the room and open the door to his room. As he lived alone, and prepared to always bring his dates down to his apartment, there was a widower's bed into the room - wide enougth for a couple, although a little smaller than a double bed. No girls had complained so far, though. Heading into the living room once again after he had showed the room to her, he got back to the counter, reaching under it to produce two short cups and a bottle of licquor.

He really liked the sweet taste of it, and most women prefered the chocolate scent rather than something stronger like whisky, for example. Taking the ice from the fridge and breaking three away for each glass, he poured the licquor into them, two doses of three fingers each.

"Do you... plan on standing the night?", Greg asked rather plainly as he brought her the drink, both glasses in his hands as he enters the room.
 
Linda smiled as Greg entered the room, "How long I stay depends entirely on you." Her left hand reached forwards massaging the already hardening cock in Greg's pants. She slowly pulled herself up his body, whispering in his ear before he had chance to ask for clarification.

"I'll stay for as long as it takes for you to give me what I need, or as long as it takes to exhaust you," seductively she smiled at Greg, as she backed up the bed, resting her head on the headboard, slowly pulling her skirt upwards. "Now put those drinks down and show me what you can do."
 
"For real?", he giggled as he took a long sip from his own glass, relishing the incredibly sweet taste of the licquor. Taking both glasses to lay them over the desk he had in his bedroom for his computer - as he lived on a very small apartment only fit for a person, it was quite cozy yet a little cramped - Greg approached the bed, his eyes widening as he stared at Linda, taking his time to admire her lifting her skirts.

Slowly he got down to his knees over the bed, and crawled over it carefully in order to lay just before her, his hands caressing alonside her legs as they've pulled the skirts ever higher. "Show me... spread me your legs."
 
Linda lifted her skirt higher, her thong tight against her moistening slit and bush. She spread her legs wide allowing Greg full access to her she edged a little closer to him, wanting to feel his warm breath against her.

Her clit throbbing in anticipation of his touch. Linda was filled with lust and desire, her sexual appetite resurfacing.
 
Greg's hands slowly wonder around Linda's inner thighs, caressing the insides of her legs with great care, trying to exact the most of her sensitive skin. Taking his time, he tiptapped until reaching her panties, and with utmost care he started to take them off, taking the chance to rub his hands alongside her gorgeous, thick thighs. Those were made for a strong complexion, able to withstand powerful and constant poundings.

Somewhere far in the past, Linda's body had become the Temple of Fertility many men would like to be into, and now Greg blessed the Heavens for his good luck.
 
Linda's patience was begining to wear thin, she wasn't after lovey dovey sensual love making, she wanted hard passionate agressive fucking. She pressed her hips forward, making her clit bump against Greg's nose, a jolt of pleasure swept through her.

"Didn't anyone tell you it was rude to stare," she teased as she placed her hands onto the back of his head guiding him to her swollen lips. His warm breath only heightening her arousal. "Mmmm, don't tease," she murmered willing him to take the inititive.

This was new to her, usually men had her naked and spread within minutes, wanting in the main to fulfil their needs. Greg was slow and tender, which frustrated Linda, she wanted the hard fucking that Dan could no longer provide. While she would always thank Greg for allowing her inner feelings to reestablish themselves she wasn't sure that this affair would last, she needed more.

For now at least he had a hard cock and a willingness to please, that was her best offer, she would enjoy and bide her time until another oppurtunity arose.
 
The love afair with Greg came to an end, the company parting when yet again Linda failed her driving test. Despite her best efforts in the test to seduce her examiner with her feminine charms it was still a big fail.

She could no longer justify to Dan the hour and a half lessons that seemed to have accomplished anything, well not in Dan's eyes anyway.

Linda went back to repressing her inner desires for cock, often hoping Greg would text out of the blue for a quick session.

Life went on and the music buisness Linda had desperately needed to drive for was up and running. Dan being the darling he was ferried her around taking her between students homes amusing himself between lessons in the local pubs drinking coffee and shuffling paperwork.

As was usual Linda was up bright and early, she prepared for the morning of home visits to taech piano to the well off middle classes in the local area. Today she would be picking up a new student. She collected the appropriate books and dressed wearing her black sweat pants, white vest top and a heavy jacket.

Dan dropped her at her first lesson and left to shuffle paper and drink coffee in the pub down the road. The first lessons passed quickly, her students making quick progress and the usual pleasentries had been exchanged along the way.

The next lesson was for her new client. She had received a call enquiring about lessons for the man's daughter and as was usual she had arranged to visit to meet the family and discuss the needs they had.

She walked slowly up the drive towards the door of the house, the gravel crunching with each gentle step. Arriving at the door her heart pounded, Linda always found the first meeting to be daunting and this was no different. She rang the bell and waited...
 
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The Smith's

Bill and Pam had always been a power couple. She was an up and coming star at a large law firm and he was a project manager for a start up. The first night they met they had mind blowing sex and it did nothing but get better from there. They began attending each other's functions together and before long they were both in their prospective inner circles at work.

The wedding was a huge affair and we well attended, and the two week honeymoon was just what they both needed. Upon returning home to their normal life they fell into a groove quickly. They built a big nice house the had every amenity they could think of. Then it happened, she got pregnant and slowly she began to change. Once the baby arrived she no longer wanted the morning quicky in the shower, or the weekend long sessions where they barely got out of bed. Once she made partner she was hardly home and distant when she was. The money she made as partner at the firm was ridiculous, so Bill quit his job to stay home full time with Hannah.

For her 6th birthday Hannah asked for a piano and lessons so we bought the best piano money could by and set up the front room of the house as her piano room. I heard about a great piano teacher from one of the mom's during a play date so I thought I wold give her a call.

Pam had set her schedule so that she could meet the new piano instructor, but as usual she got a call from work that morning that she had to take care of so she was gone.

Hearing the doorbell I gathered up Hannah and told her that her instructor was here and that she should go answer the door and welcome her. Following close behind as Hannah opened the door to see you standing there.
 
"Hellooo," Linda said to the young girl who had appeared first at the door, "you must be Hannah." Her eyes then moved upwards, "And you must be Bill," Linda said her hand stretching out to greet him.

The interior was just as impressive as the extrior had been. Afer being invited in she followed Hannah and Bill to the piano room, still trying to take in the perfect surrondings.
 
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