Janet McCoy: The Unfaithful Fiancee

When Lucy arrived home from her meeting, she found the house just as quiet as it had been when her husband had arrived. Luke's pickup in the driveway told her there had to be someone about. The natural place to look was the garage. Her big husband had been a master carpenter before he set up his construction business. He still spent many hours engrossed in projects in his workshop, that took up half of the double garage.

When Luke saw her enter, he pushed aside what he had been working on and greeted her brightly. Lucy asked no questions about what he was doing – when he did not volunteer the information, it usually meant he was making her a surprise. She did not like to spoil his surprises, even though she already knew this one would be a hand-carved jewelry box.

"Hello, Luke, darling." She expected the usual warm kiss on the cheek.

Instead, she got a long torrid kiss, full on the mouth as Luke swept her into his arms.

Lucy had almost come to the conclusion that their marriage had slipped into quiet middle age. She had almost stopped hoping for passion. Luke took her breath away. When his lips finally left hers, all she could do was stare at him with what she knew had to be a silly grin on her face.

"Luke?" she said at last. "Luke?"

"Well, don't act so goddarned surprised, woman. It's not as if you don't know you turn me on!"

She smiled and blushed. Her husband's compliment filled her with pleasure, a kind softer and sweeter than the kind his kiss had imparted.

"I know, Luke. It's just that we… "

"I know, we're always too busy or too tired or something. It's a goddamned shame, woman. You're my girl… and I want to enjoy a lot more of you than I've been doing!"

Again Luke had her in his arms and was struggling to kiss her… struggling, because this time she was resisting.

"The kids, Luke! Who knows when they might pop in here, looking for us!"

"Mick's got school government tonight. Sue and Dan have already gone out. He wanted to show her some of his old haunts. It's just you and me, beautiful!"

Reluctantly, Lucy gave in to her husband's passion. She was not used to such spontaneous displays of emotion. It made her nervous to be necking in the garage. It was too public. Anyone could walk in – a neighbor.

But the power of her husband's kiss lulled Lucy into a sense of security accompanied by a strong urge to let herself be led where Luke so obviously wanted to take her. Sex had been a small part of Lucy's life lately – too small. She could not pass up an opportunity to make up for some lost time.

Without further ceremony, Luke pulled up his wife's skirt and shoved his hand into her panties. Lucy kept herself in good shape. Even at the age of forty-six, she did not need to wear a girdle. So there was no rubbery barrier to keep Luke from the object of his cock's growing desire. As his hand slipped into the crack of her pussy, he discovered the bud of her clitoris guarding the way. The little nubbin was already hard and engorged with blood. A loud sigh of pleasure escaped his wife's lips as he ran his fingertip around her pleasure-button.

"Mmm… your cunt's hard, Lucy. guess it must be that I still turn you on, too!' "Oh, yes, Luke! Yes, you do! Oh, darling!"

She relaxed her head back against his arm as his hand probed deeper into her cunt. Her hair was already starting to fall out of its neat chignon.

Lucy shook the long gray-blonde locks back from her face and groaned. It was so depraved to be letting her husband play with her cunt out here in the garage. But the very depravity of the situation was turning her on.

It had been a long time since Lucy had felt so turned on, so wanton, so hungry for fucking.

"God, baby, I've been thinking about you all day! I've been thinking about this sweet hot pussy of yours and how I ought to be doing better by it. My cock's hard as a rock, just thinking about stuffing it into your cunt. Feel it, Lucy! What do you think of that?"

He guided her hand to the bulge in the front of his pants. Even through the material, her hand on his cock made him shudder with excitement. He didn't know what he'd been thinking about, letting Lucy's pussy go unused because he'd gotten some notion that the passion was over between them.

Her cunt was now wet as a schoolgiri's. Her soft moans of encouragement made his cock pulse at the thought of fucking her. "Oh Luke! It is hard!

Mmmmi Feels good!" Feeling naughty and loving it, Lucy began to unzip her husband's fly. Awkwardly, she pulled out the stiff shaft of his cock. It felt hot and unyielding in her hand. "Ooohh… Luke!" She began to work her fingers back and forth along his cock. His grunts of pleasure egged her on.

Lucy felt wonderful. It was like being kids again, with his hand stuffed in her panties and her hand jacking off his ironhard cock. Her pussy throbbed with desire for her big husband. Luke's new burst of passion had fired her own. It no longer seemed to matter that they were vulnerable, out here in the garage. She wanted her husband to fuck her – now! "Luke… Luke, can we do it!"

Her feminine plea contrasted sharply with Luke's memory of how Sue had begged Dan to fuck her. He felt an intense surge of love for Lucy, for being just a touch of a virgin, even after thirty years of marriage. She still made him feel like she needed him to protect her. Her sensual dependency made his cock throb for her.

"You bet we can do it, beautiful! If we don't do it, this hard cock of mine is probably going to bust right open from wanting to!"

He stuffed a finger deep up into her clinging cunt and wiggled it. Her moans grew louder, more urgent. He scanned the room for a good place to fuck. A place that wasn't already taken up by tools, sawdust and nails.

Luke's Lincoln was parked in the other side of the garage, and looking at it gave Luke an idea. It was going to be a first for them. His cock jerked at the thought of it. Picking his wife up, he carried her over to the car. Apparently, Lucy had been expecting to fuck her inside the car, for she looked back at him in surprise when he bent her over the hood and pulled up her skirt.

"Luke?"

"I want to screw you from behind, Lucy! It's going to be good, baby!"

There was no doubt that Lucy liked the idea. She moaned submissively and helped Luke wiggle her out of her panties. Without his forcing her, she bent over the car and waved her ass at him.

"Oh, Luke… do it! Do it to meee!"

The sight of his wife's round ass-cheeks waving him on had the same effect on Luke that a red flag has on a bull. He guided the bloated tip of his cock between her shapely buttocks and poked at the wet slit of her pussy. His stiff cock slid deep up into Lucy's wet hot cunt.

"Uh, baby!"

It was what Luke had been dying for, ever since he had watched Dan fucking Sue. For a minute, he thought he was going to have to cum right then. But he got hold of himself and began to drive his cock into Lucy's cunt in long even strokes.

The graying housewife felt like she was being born again. Her whole body vibrated with pleasure as Luke's cock worked its steady pace in and out of her trembling pussy. She felt so depraved, bent over her husband's car like some loose woman, wagging her ass at him, begging him to impale her on his cock. She was shaking so hard with excitement that she was sure she would have fallen to her knees if she had not had the car to hold her up.

"It's good, Luke! Oh… it's sooo goooodi"

The big contractor thought his wife had never looked or sounded more beautiful. He had been so ready for her when she got home tonight.

Everything had worked out exactly right; both of them were feeling like kids again. He could sense Lucy was right in the same space he was. It had been a long time since she had done anything so provocative as asking him to fuck her. Her taut ass-cheeks were moving with feverish enthusiasm – the movements of a woman who felt a cum-need sizzling inside her.