One of our neighbors was throwing a birthday party for her husband, but since my own husband was out of town that week, I decided not to go.

Instead, I arranged with a long-time lover to come over to my place for a night of steamy sex. But at the last minute his wife got sick and didn’t go to her mother’s as she’d planned, so he had to cancel. Not particularly wanting to spend the evening alone, I figured I might as well put in an appearance at the party after all.

It was a warm summer evening, and I wore a comfortable yellow sundress that looked sexy without being too revealing. There were about 30 people in attendance when I got there, dancing, drinking and generally having a good time. Being one of the few unescorted woman there, I was frequently asked to dance, especially by Justin, another neighbor of ours, whose wife was off on a month-long cruise with some friends.

Justin and I had always gotten along well, and I enjoyed his company  as we danced and hung out for a good part of the evening. The booze continued to flow freely, and it was close to midnight before the party started to break up, with people thanking our host and hostess and getting ready to leave. I decided I’d better get home myself, but I stumbled a little as I made my way to the door. Seeing this, Alice, our hostess, quickly asked Justin if he would see that I got home safely. He replied that he would be more than happy to do that.

Justin had been a perfect gentleman all night, so I was surprised when I felt his hand slip down to fondle my ass cheeks as we walked down the street toward my house. As we passed under a large oak tree, he stopped suddenly, drawing me into his arms and pressing his lips to mine for a tender but passionate kiss that sent hot flashes through my loins. I felt a sudden dampness in the crotch of my panties when I became aware of his urgent erection pressing against my mound.

When our lips parted he kissed my ear, whispering, “I’ve never wanted to be with a woman as much as I want to be with you right now.” Before I realized what he was doing he had hiked my dress up in back and slipped both his hands down into my panties to caress the naked flesh of my firm buttocks. I knew that his fingers could feel the dampness between my legs.

“I want you too, Justin,” I managed to say. “But I’m married, and so are you.” This had never stopped me before, but I didn’t want to seem too easy. Justin quickly reminded me that our spouses were very far away, and would never know what happened between us. I was rapidly becoming a helpless puddle of desire as he gently began to knead my swollen pussy, and I made no further protest as he guided me the rest of the way to my house.

Once there, he carried me up to the bedroom, where he quickly stripped me, and then himself. He then sat me on the bed and knelt between my legs, leaning down to press his face against my wet gash. He wasn’t very skilled at eating pussy, however, so I was glad when he licked me for only a minute or two before laying me down and mounting me, his cock probing for my entrance.

I reached down to guide him, discovering that his cock was slightly larger than my husband’s. He moaned softly as he slid effortlessly into my dripping cunt. “Oh my God, lady, your pussy is so hot and tight!” he groaned out. “Oh Jesus, I can’t believe how good it feels! I want this to last all night!”

He did turn out to have outstanding stamina, fucking me for about 30 minutes in a variety of positions, while giving me four lovely orgasms. When he asked me if it was okay to come inside me, I think I surprised both of us by the vehemence of my reaction. “Yes!” I shouted. “Oh God, yes! Come in my cunt, baby, full me up with your cream!” A moment later he groaned loudly as he pumped half a dozen spurts of jism up my spasming snatch.

He collapsed on top of me then, and I held him while he caught his breath. Then he said he guessed he’d better go on home now. At that I pushed him onto his back and reared up to look down at him. “What?” I said indignantly. “What happened to wanting this to last all night? Oh no,” I went on. “You’re not going to fuck me and run. You’ve made me an adulteress now, and I want to make the most of it. I’m going to suck your cock until you get hard again, and then you are going to fuck me until you can’t get it up anymore!”

Which is what happened. It was a great night, but I never let Justin get in my pants again, because his wife is a friend of mine, and there are too many other good studs available who can really ring my bell without the personal conflicts.