0 comments/ 61184 views/ 7 favorites Tim & Sandy By: hyperguy Tim in many ways had the perfect life. He was on the way to owning the family home he had always wanted, he had a nice car and a job he quite liked. Best of all though was that he had Sandy. Tim and Sandy had started dating in high school and had clicked perfectly. They loved the same music, movies and foods, but best of all they had a great sex life. He was amazingly happy because he had always thought he had lucked out with Sandy. He was a pretty average guy, sure he had been sporty, but was no jock. He was smart but no nerd, in fact he was very middle of the road. Sandy on the other hand wasn't middle of the road. In high school Sandy had been a cheerleader and had and amazing body. She wasn't the top of the class but she did fine with her studies. However her popularity was to do with her looks. Long dark red hair which she always kept so smooth and shiny and hung down to just below her shoulders. Her eyes were so green you could get lost in them and her lips had just the perfect amount of pout to make you linger when you looked at them. Sandy had fantastic legs and a tight waist, that coupled with ample, C-cup breasts made all the men look when she walked by. It had been pure luck that Tim had ended up spending time with her in school, she was always surrounded by the football team, as were most of the cheerleaders. That kind of impregnable wall wasn't something Joe Average could just walk through. But fate would put Sandy literally in his lap. But their meeting isn't what this tale is about. In fact both Tim and Sandy are now mid-thirties and living in that family house they always wanted. Tim was working for an advertising company and Sandy for a local dentist, running their reception. To be sure their lives were by no means the most exciting in the world, but it was enough. It was one late morning that Tim felt cracks in his world. He had been working on a project and didn't need to go into work as he usually did, instead it was nearly lunch and he was still at home. Downstairs the doorbell rang. He got up out of habit and walked from his office to the stairs, but Sandy was there opening the door to her friends. Elle, Marie and Janice were all there in their coats. Tim looked on as they all made their way into the front room and started to move furniture back. He walked down and looked in. "Honey?" he asked. "Yes sweetie?" Sandy said looking over to him. "What's going on?" "Yoga, it's Thursday, we do Yoga on Thursday." Sandy said, "Didn't you have a meeting?" "Shit." Tim said looking at the clock. His work and the visitors had taken his attention away from the fact he had a meeting in less than an hour. He ran upstairs and put his tie and jacket on. Loading the work on to a memory card, he walked out of the office to see Sandy coming out of their bedroom in a rather tight blue lycra top and shorts. So tight in fact Tim paused to admire the amazing shape of his wife. "Wow." he said. Sandy smiled and jogged back down stairs to her friends. As Tim followed her down he could see her friends in similarly tight outfits. He couldn't help but grin, her friends were not exactly ugly and to see the four of them standing there was rather appealing to the eye. Tim shook himself out of admiration for the view and walked over to kiss Sandy. "Bye." he said leaning around her and giving her a kiss. He walked to the door and opened it to someone standing there. "Yes?" he said more out of shock than anything else. "Oh, sweetie, this is Nathan, our instructor." Sandy said running up behind them. "Nathan?" "Tim?" Nathan said extending a hand. Tim shook his hand and watched Sandy show Nathan into the front room. As Tim walk to his car he looked back at the house. An uneasy feeling raised in his gut but he was late so he got in his car and heading towards the city. However during the drive there he was plagued with thoughts of Nathan. The tall sculpted black man, going into his home was not something he liked. It was not that he didn't trust Sandy, but you hear so many stories of women seduced by the handsome trainer. But Tim shook off the thought, after all Sandy was there with three other women and no matter how much of a libido a man could have, it was unlikely he could seduce four women at once. It was more reasonable that he was a trainer and they were doing yoga. The meeting went with Tim looking into space, though no one noticed, he was still a million miles away when he walked back to his office at work. Soon he was sitting there tapping his pen on the table. "Thursday." He kept saying the day to himself as the began to thought back. He thought back to last Thursday and remembered Sandy having drinks with her friends. She was back in the evening and went straight to bed. She was fast asleep when he went to bed. How long had yoga been going on? He tried to think back to other Thursdays and came to a worrisome conclusion, that Sandy was often busy on Thursday and they very rarely ended up enjoying a night together at the end of the day. Could Sandy be cheating? Tim questioned himself over and over. They had a really passionate sex life, so why would she? Was it his imagination running away with him? None of this really helped answer his worries, but all he could do was think about it the rest of the day. Tim got home early thanks to his worries but was greeted by a note on the kitchen counter. 'Marie and I are having drinks, see you later, Sandy.' He wandered about the kitchen for a few moments before he finally snapped and decided to see what was going on. He knew Sandy and her friends always went to the same few places for drinks or dinner, so he would go see if they were there. Soon Tim was driving around and wandering into the select few bars and restaurants that his wife love. But things didn't take long. There was Marie and Sandy sitting at a table having drinks. Tim tried to keep out of their eye line and watched them for a little while. The two women laughed and joked and of course they drank. Then Tim felt his temper raise as two guys walked over to talk to them, but felt so stupid when they were sent away with their tail between their legs. After nearly an hour of looking from a dark corner of the bar, Tim went home so as to be there when she left the bar. He didn't have very long to wait, after a shower he lay on the bed and heard Sandy coming in. As she made a coffee downstairs he smiled to himself about how stupid he had been and soon she was on her way upstairs. Tim lay on the bed and smiled at her as she began undressing. She had such an amazing body and the lacy underwear she had on made him hard. As she laid on the bed she leaned over and kissed him before trying to head off to sleep. Tim moved up behind her and let his hardness rub against her back as he kissed her neck. "Not tonight sweetie, I'm really tired." she said pulling away. He laid back and frowned. If she had just been playful he would have put all his fears to rest, but now they rattled around in the back of his mind until he went to sleep. In the morning he awoke to the sound of the shower and soon Sandy emerged in a towel looking ever the sexy redhead. She smiled at him but he lay there feeling a little off because of his bad night. Sandy soon saw he was far away and let her towel drop to the ground. She hopped up on to the bed and straddled him. She pulled at his boxer shorts and soon his cock was loose and in her hand. Tim looked down as this sexy naked redhead began to rub up and down on his manhood. He couldn't help but get erect as he looked down at her. Once she saw him raise, she slid her body back and dipped her head until she could lick the tip of his cock. Soon her lips sank over it and she began to take him into her mouth, up and down so gently but so sensually. Tim felt his heart pound as he watched and felt this beauty sucking his cock. He couldn't help but slide his hand to her head to help thrust into her mouth. Watching the long red hair swish as she sucked made her ever more sexy to him, he had always had such a thing for red hair and he never tired of the sight of it. Plus the fact that Sandy tended to move her head sharply during sex, so her hair would always be on the move. Sandy lifted her head away from his cock and crawled up the bed. She dropped her body down and he felt his erection slide along the inside of her leg. He moved her hips and soon he found her tight little hole. She let her knees slide on the bed and she came down until he could feel the head of his penis press against the warm lips of her pussy. Suddenly Sandy sat upright and Tim felt his cock push inside her as she sat back on it. She let out a sigh and started to flex her thighs, slowly lifting herself, then letting herself drop on to his hard shaft. Tim put his hand on either side of her waist to help her bounce and to speed her a little to help his pleasure. As he watched her he could see his cock disappear inside her with each movement. Sandy was always well groomed down there and lately had taken to waxing so she was completely hairless. She had said, despite the discomfort of having it down, she liked to smooth feeling. Tim could only agree, the mere sight of her smooth pussy drove him crazy. Her little squeaks and sighs spurred him on to lifting his bottom off the sheets to meet her as she came down. Sandy had always had the tightest of pussies and it gripped his cock each time it sank into her. Although Tim felt the urge to let his eyes drift shut to enjoy the pleasure, Sandy was an amazing sight in the throws of passion. Her breasts bounced with perfect weight and made a compelling target, soon Tim let his hands slide upwards to cup and massage them as he fucked her. The firm breasts soon gained hard nipples as he massaged and Sandy smiled and threw her head back. Tim was struck by the swish of her red hair as it bounced and moved with her movements, she was a real beauty and he felt so lucky that she was his wife. As the pleasure built between them, Tim rolled Sandy over to the side and was soon on top of her. He kissed her breasts and upward to her neck and on until their lips met. His excitement peaked now, his hips thrust hard and fast. Sandy was soon moaning in pleasure and Tim pumping hard between her legs. Her arms reached up and grabbed the headboard of the bed and he slid his arms under her and up so he could grip her shoulder to force himself even deeper inside. "Yes, Yes, God Yes." she moaned as he fucked her. He could see her eyes roll upward as she began to orgasm. Soon he could feel each thrust inside of her was more lubricated as the slap of his cock pounding into her made a more audible sound. Sandy had gone from moaning now to simply panting with each penetration. Tim could feel his own excitement peaking now, but he held on to her shoulders. Sandy locked her legs around his waist as he sped and in a thrust he fired his seed into her womb. He jerked back and forth a couple of times to shoot the last few spurts of his cum inside her, then came to rest with his cock inside. Tim had no worry about cumming inside Sandy, she took birth control because she knew Tim hated to wear a condom. They laid together for a little while before she pushed him off her. "I have work." she said and went back in the bathroom to clean up. He lay there for a while and watched her. She was soon back in the bedroom and dressing for work. He wondered why he thought she could be cheating on him, especially when they felt like that about each other. His train of thought was broken as she kissed him goodbye and went downstairs. He lay there a little while longer. However no matter how much he dismissed it, something niggled in the back of his mind. "Could she be cheating?" Tim & Sandy Ch. 02 Tim in many ways had the perfect life. He lay there a little while longer. However no matter how much he dismissed it, something niggled in the back of his mind. "Could she be cheating?" Over the next week, Tim was vigilant of Sandy as she came and went. However it was Thursday he both awaited and in the back of his mind, didn't want to arrive. He kept thinking back to Nathan arriving at the house, the way Sandy had acted almost giddy at his arrival. Tim wondered if it was his worst fears getting the better of him, but he was a man and he couldn't shake the feeling. He soon found himself planning a way to know for sure. After dismissing the idea of crawling about in the bushes and watching Sandy, he went to buy a camera. There were a good variety for people who wanted to keep an eye on their cleaners, guests or the people looking after their kids. So Tim settled on one which was hidden inside a lamp. Lucky for him it matched his front room, so he was able to place it without it being noticed. Tim tested the camera lamp the next evening. He set it off and spent the night watching a movie with Sandy. The next morning, he downloaded the files to his laptop and he was greeted with a perfect view of his living room, where he and Sandy were spending the evening watching the television. "Perfect." he said to himself. He did realise the irony of feeling excited at a plan to check if his wife was being faithful. However he put these thoughts aside as got ready for Thursday. Soon the say rolled around and Tim headed off to work. He had developed a niggle of fear that the camera might be discovered, maybe one of her friends or Nathan would walk in and just say, "Hey, I know what that is!" But Tim carried on with his day and after what seemed like forever it was over and he was on his way home. His heart was pounding as he walked in the front door and he breathed a sigh of relief when he was alone and a note on the counter said that Sandy had gone to the movies with Marie and Janice. Tim got the camera and went upstairs with his laptop. He skipped forwards through the video of the empty room until suddenly it was filled with his wife, Elle, Marie and Janice, all wearing their lycra outfits and moving furniture around. He did however find himself lingering on these scenes. His wife, the beautiful redhead in a tight blue outfit. Elle, their neighbour from down the street. She was a blonde, a little older than he and Sandy, but still a good looking woman. He most enjoyed the D-cup boobs as she pushed the couch backwards. Marie was a little heavier, but still a nice looking woman. She was in her late-twenties and had married an older man. Another blonde, she had nice curves and they showed in the lycra. Finally there was Janice, she was half asian and had a very slender figure and jet black hair. Tim had always avoided Janice because she was rather hot looking and he didn't want to be caught looking to long at her while Sandy was around. He sat and watched as they moved stuff around and then they sat and talked for a while. Soon however there was a knock and Sandy went happily skipping for the front door. Tim could feel himself tense up when he saw Nathan walk in with his little bag. The sunlight from the window seemed to shine off his skin and Tim had to wonder if he oiled himself before he went out in the mornings. Unfortunately there wasn't much that Tim could criticise about Nathan, he was a good looking guy. Nathan, who looked about twenty-five was a fraction taller than Tim, he knew that from when they had met at the door. His black hair was shaved down to almost nothing but it suited him. He had a broad neck and shoulders and his arms were muscular, but not overly so. He wore cargo shorts and a black tank top which showed off his frame. The shorts showed toned lower legs, like a runner. Sandy and her friends now surrounded Nathan and chatted, laughed and mildly flirted with the younger man. Janice seemed to led the group and Tim was grateful for that. She was constantly touching Nathan on the arm as she talked to him and leaning in to laugh at comments he made. Tim was starting to feel better about the whole situation, Janice was a fine looking woman and throwing herself at him. She was a divorcee, so if Nathan was interested in banging any of his students, she would be the prime choice. Soon they broke and set out their mats to begin the lesson. Tim knew very little about Yoga, so it was a real experience to watch it being done by four attractive women. Seated forward bends, shoulder stands, and tree positions were all done with Nathan at the front of the group leading them. But soon Nathan was up and moving around, helping the women with their postures. Tim watched as Elle did a standing forward bend and Nathan helped her stretch her arms down her legs. However that was not all, Nathan let his hand linger on her hip and slide down her ass. He rubbed down her thigh as if to help her with the stretch, but anyone could see he took pleasure in the touching. During the camel position, Elle was on her knees and bending backward to touch her heels. Her D-cup breast were pushed out so hard, the bra struggled against her top. Nathan was there once again, hands on her waist, sliding upwards and across the sides of her breasts. Tim could feel his cock harden, Elle looked amazing and watching Nathan touch her in that way excited him a lot. What happened next didn't help Tim much either. Janice entered the plough position, laying back and lifting her legs up so she lay on her shoulders. She then stretched her legs as far as she could manage over her head, so her toes could touch the floor. Nathan was straight there. He had had hand on her now tight ass muscles. From the angle of the camera it looked as though Nathan was massaging between her legs, but Tim was unsure if even Nathan would be that brash about doing that. The thought made Tim even hornier though. Tim remembered his only real concern was Sandy. He watched intently for a while, still feeling quite aroused, however the only contact he had concern with was as Sandy did a downward-facing dog position, Nathan placed his hands on her waist and lifted her so she arced more. In part, Tim felt disappointed when it was all over. He watched as the women rolled up their mats and smiled and talked with Nathan. Marie was the first to put her coat on and leave, closely followed by Elle. Janice lingered longer and was back to her flirting with Nathan. She swished her hair and batted her eyes at him as he talked about the class. Despite this, she was soon on her way out and Nathan packed his bag up. Now Tim peaked his interest again as Nathan lingered in the front room. Sandy walked back in and they talked for a moment before she and Nathan began pulling the furniture back into place. More chatting and then Nathan sat while Sandy left. Moments later she returned with a mug. "Just go!" Tim found himself saying to the screen. Nathan and Sandy sat next to each other and talked as they drank whatever she had made them. Tim found himself wishing there was proper sound on the video, rather than the poor mumbling the mic could pick up. Tim felt his temper raise as Sandy laughed at whatever joke Nathan had told her, she was now touching his arm as Janice had been. All he could think about as he watched the video was that soon she would show him out and it would be all over. It wasn't. Sandy hopped up and did some of the standing Yoga moves they had been doing earlier in the class, she was bouncing on her toes into each and Nathan was sitting back watching her. "Stay there." Tim thought to himself as he watched Nathan. His heart sank as Nathan got up and walked behind Sandy putting his hands on her hips to steady her as she moved. Sandy turned around and the next moment she kissed Nathan. The kiss was long and passionate, not something that was done for the first time, this had happened before. "FUCK!" Tim shouted at the screen and put the laptop down. He got up and walked around for a little bit, he wanted to smash something but he resisted the urge. His heart was thumping in his chest and he could feel his neck getting hot with anger. Tim looked down at the half shut laptop and realised he needed to know what happened. He thought the reality could not be worse than the imagination of what happened between them. So he picked up the computer and sat down, opening it. Nathan was not sat on the couch with his arms spread across the back in a rather relaxed position, but the reality wasn't easier on Tim. Sandy was on her knees in front of Nathan, her head rising and falling as she sucked his cock. Her red hair covered the action, but Tim knew what she was doing, she was skilled at oral sex. Tim remembered the times she had forgotten to take her birth control and had finished him off with her mouth. She could make a blowjob feel amazing and not the least bit unsatisfying that he hadn't been inside her pussy those times. Tim hoped against hope that Sandy would finish Nathan off in her mouth, the thought of him ejaculating into the back of her throat was preferable to anywhere else in her. This was a hope he kind of knew would be dashed though as he watched Sandy vigorously dipping her head upon his cock. Nathan grabbed hold of Sandy rather roughly and threw her on to the couch next to him. He stood over her and let his shorts drop to the ground before he stepped out of them. Sandy laid there looking at him. Tim couldn't tell by the video how big his cock was, but it was sizable, hard and was sitting right in front of his wife. The trainer got down on his knees and caught Sandy by her lycra outfit and pulled her towards the edge of the couch, then he waited as she sat upright and pulled her shoulders out of the outfit. Her breasts popped loose in front of Nathan, who went straight for them and began kissing and licking them. Sandy however was much more interested in getting the outfit off, and got up, wiggled and slipped it off. Sandy was now standing naked in front of him. The short licking and kissing of her breasts had made her nipples hard and she looked down at the young buff man in front of her on his knees. She helped him pull his tank top over his head, then she daintily say back down on the couch. Nathan parted her knees with his hands and then dove his head downwards until he buried his face in her pussy. She laid her back on the couch and he began to lick rapidly. The sound quality was poor, but Tim could hear her whimpers of pleasure at his attention to her. Tim was fuming, but he realised his cock was rock solid in his pants. The feelings confused him, but he unzipped his pants and began to masturbate himself to her cries emanating from the laptop. Sandy was such an amazing sight and her moans always aroused him. She could tease him with simply her voice. Nathan was the one teasing her though on the video, he was both licking and sliding his finger into her pussy, making her writhe on the couch. Her hands grabbed the fabric and she held tight as each wave of pleasure hit her. Tim watched intently as Nathan crawled up the couch in a very primal way until her began kissing Sandy on the lips. She held the back of his head as the kisses went on and on, their naked bodies upon each other. His hands rubbed up and down her body, exploring her curves and caressing her ass as he moved them downward. It took Tim a moment to notice because he was so focused on the long kissing but Nathan had began to grind his hips forward and back. As he noticed, he realised that Nathan was easing his cock into Sandy and each gentle grind was him moving it in. It can't have been much, just maybe the head of his cock due to the shallow movement, but now Tim could see Sandy and the expressions moving over her. Her body had tensed and after the kiss broke away he could see her biting her lip and arching her back slightly to his gyrations. "Bastard!" Tim said aloud. He realised what he was doing. Sandy had a tight pussy and she clenched all the more when she was excited. Sure it made for exciting times for Tim, he could feel like he was stretching her, even though his cock was quite an average size. Nathan on the other hand was working her up, Tim knew she would be clenching with every shallow movement from him. Tim was still stroking his cock and feeling the mix of anger and excitement swirling into something he had never felt for Sandy. He really wanted to see her get fucked for some reason. He wanted to see if the little whore enjoyed it. He didn't have long to wait. Soon Nathan was up on his feet and helping Sandy to hers. Tim wondered at first what they were doing and feared they might be leaving the room for the bedroom or some other location he had no camera in. It could have all been over for him in one quick step out of frame. But his luck was there and Nathan bent Sandy over the arm of the couch. Sandy pressed her stomach to the raised arm and supported herself as Nathan moved behind her. Tim saw him position himself and in one deep move he pushed his hips forward. Sandy let out a yelp of pleasure that echoed in the empty house through the speakers of the laptop. Her face said it all, her eyes wide, her mouth open and her nails dug into the couch. Nathan put one hand on her shoulder and the other around to grab her breast as he began to vigorously pump his cock into Sandy. She had no where to go with her waist on the couch so each thrust had depth and it showed on his face as well. He looked like the cat who got the cream with each thrust and Sandy punctuated it with panting and moans. Tim felt his excitement overwhelm him and cum shot as he masturbated. The stream shot over his pants leg and he immediately got up to clean up. His heart was racing, both from the ejaculation and the excitement of the video. He could hear the sounds of fucking from the laptop, even as he cleaned up. It seemed to go on and on as Tim changed into his robe and walked back over to it. Sandy was now on her back on the couch and Nathan was on top of her fucking her for all he was worth. Her legs were locked around his back and he was pounding into her like Tim had never seen her take. Suddenly Nathan began more irregular thrusts and in one push he buried himself deep inside her. His face was easy enough to read, he had just cum inside Sandy, just shot his white stream deep into her womb. Tim wondered how many times Nathan had done that to his wife. As Nathan thrust a few more times, then lifted himself off Sandy, she leaned over him and lick his cock clean. Tim was amazed she did this and then shocked as she fingered her own pussy and licked the semen off them like it was something sweet. Tim watched as Nathan sat there and slowly got dressed, Sandy on the other hand sat there watching, nude. She seemed very self satisfied and was still enjoying having the fit, young, Yoga instructor in front of her. Nathan got up and Tim could see him pick up his bag and go to the door. Sandy walked over and the exchanged another long kiss with him rubbing her bare bottom as he kissed her. And then he was gone and she was alone. She almost skipped over to the couch and sat back down. Then a little while later she picked up her Yoga outfit and headed out of the room. Tim lay in bed, pretending to be asleep when Sandy returned from the movie. She hopped in bed beside him and soon was asleep and all he could think was that another mans cum was up inside her. He didn't know what the next day would bring, but knowledge was power to him so he would play dumb. For now. Tim & Sandy Ch. 03 As Tim laid there in bed next to Sandy, he didn't know what the next day would bring, but knowledge was power to him so he would play dumb. For now. The next morning he awoke to Sandy in the shower. He had to think about things and he didn't need her confusing the issue, so as she emerged from their bathroom, he rushed in. "Damn, running late." he muttered and got in the shower himself. He took much longer than he should have if he had actually been late and when he returned to the bedroom, Sandy was downstairs making some breakfast.. The smell of toast and butter filled the air as he dressed and began the walk down to see her. "Toast Sweetie?" she asked. "Yeah, a quick one." he replied. "I'm not sure we have time for that." Sandy said with a smile. Tim faked a smile and picked up the toast and looked at the cheating slut with a fake smile. All he could see in the back of his mind was the faces she had made as Nathan fucked her from behind. In reality she simply stood there glancing at the TV in the corner with the morning weather on. She looked quite stunning in her work attire. Sandy had her hair loose but it had body and shined in the morning sun. She didn't need much makeup, she had a fresh, young look, even in her thirties. She had a little colour on her lips and her eyes were shadowed to make them more sultry, but that was about all. She wore a white silk blouse which was so smooth that as she moved he could sometime see her bras shape show through it. It wasn't tight, but perfectly fitted and she always left enough unbuttoned to give her cleavage a show. Below she had a navy, knee length pencil skirt that showed the perfect shape of her hips and legs. Her outfit was finished with dark opaque stockings and black high heeled wedge shoes which made her legs look amazing. He finished his toast and headed out of the door, but even not looking at her, his mind rang out the sound of her moans to him. He almost broke out in a run as he got to his car and soon he sat inside and could breath again. However his trip to work wasn't filled with traffic, he drove with his mind on autopilot and images of Sandy locking her legs around Nathan as he shot his baby making cream inside her. "What if she gets pregnant?" he wondered. He had always been prepared for the conversation one day that she was having a baby, after all birth control is only so effective and they never used protection. It had been sheer luck so far that she wasn't, but what if now that conversation started and he had to worry about a black baby growing in her womb. Later he sat at work, not working so much as playing out the worst scenarios he could think out in his mind. He stared off into space as he tapped his pen on the table until his attention was brought back to the office of the advertising firm. Lindsey stood, leaned over a desk talking to one of the graphical designers. She was the office cougar and a proud one at that. Years before she had made passes at Tim when he began working there, but he had only had eyes for his wife. Now he was not so sure, but would she still want him? Would he be any better than Sandy if he tried it on with Lindsey? He watched her for a long time as she rested her elbows on the desk and talked to the designer. She wiggled her hips and flirted with the young guy who was obviously terrified of her as Tim had once been. Lindsey was about ten years older than Tim, but she had a fantastic body for her age. D-cup breasts, honey blonde, shoulder length hair with had waves and always seemed to be moving as she talked. She wore a dark red panelled stretch dress which was well above the knee. In fact as she leaned, Tim could see the stocking tops of her matt coloured stockings. Her calf muscles were tight because of heeled shoes she wore. All in all a hot looking woman. From what Tim knew of her, she had been married a few times but she loved to play so it never lasted, at least she had that in common with Sandy. She wasn't the office slut, but from time to time she would pick someone and make a play for him, use him for a while and one day it would be back to work as if nothing had happened, usually leaving the guy in question looking a bit of an idiot. Tim watched her for a long time, building his resolve inside and when she went back to her office he got up and wandered over. "Hey." he said, winking (something he never did). "Hi." she said, her deep blue eyes looking up over designer spectacles. He couldn't help but notice her breasts as she was sat at her desk and he looked down at her. "What's up?" "Oh, um, nothing." he said, when he realised he hadn't thought this through. Lindsey lifted an eyebrow and smiled at him, her lipstick was deep red like her dress and it glistened as he looked at her mouth. It was then that she had an idea of what was on his mind. "Lunch?" she asked. Tim was taken back and looked up and down the office as if a wave of guilt hit him. He feared that everyone would know what he was thinking, like his mind was screaming out and everyone could hear. No one looked up from their work however and he realised he needed to answer one way or another. "Yeah, I'd like that." he said trying to calm his heart. Lindsey got up and walked over to him, taking his arm, she walked him out to the elevator. Tim could only think about trying to be as casual as he could as he walked with her, he tried not to linger as he looked at her when they talked and soon they stopped at the restaurant/bar the office staff always used. She walked to the bar and sat on a stool, this gave Tim a better look at her legs which made his cock stiffen in his pants. She rested an elbow on the bar and her head on her hand. "So what do you want?" she asked. Tim looked panicked until she waved over the barman. "Vodka kick." she said to the barman, "Better have two." Tim almost downed the drink when it arrived, but he stopped himself short. He calmed the guilt of sitting there with Lindsey by thinking of Sandy on her back with Nathan. He looked at Lindsey and smiled the first relaxed smile since he had said hello to her. Lindsey seem to sense him relax and she smiled back at him, twisting herself on the stool and sipping her drink. She had always liked Tim, he was a nice guy and she liked corrupting nice guys into bad one. She wasn't a bad person, but it was fun. The nice ones were always repressed and needed a good release and she was more than prepared to give it to them. "Want to get out of here?" she said quietly as she leaned in. Tim felt a pang of excitement and nodded, putting some money on the bar to cover the drinks. Then Lindsey led him by the arm and they were off again. This time Tim did look at her as they walked, he wanted to drink in the experience. It was a short walk however to the parking garage and she led him to her car. He had to admire the sleek Mercedes she drove, the mark of a successful woman, she may have been married a few times but she made her own money rather than taking her husbands. Soon, Lindsey led him to the passenger seat and let up sit there. Tim watched her intently as she looked around to make sure the garage was empty, then leaned in and unzipped his pants. He was stiff but not hard quite yet, but she had designs on him, so in a flash her head was upon him and he felt he take him into her mouth. He quickly hardened due to the sensation and the view. The passenger door was open and her crouched outside the car, he ass moving up and down as she moved to suck his cock. He didn't even think about Sandy as he sat there, just enjoyed the moment. Lindsey made him feel like they were the only two people in the world and she made noises of satisfaction as she sucked up and down on his hard cock. "You got a condom?" she asked and Tim realised she was looking up at him intently. "No!" he said fearing this could have all been over before it started. She rummaged in her glove box and emerged with one. She unwrapped it and expertly began to fit it to Tim. He hadn't used one in quite a while, but he couldn't deny it was a nice feeling to have her fit it instead of him. Once it was on, she put her lips over it once again and massaged it with her tongue just to keep him nice and excited. Lindsey stood up and had a quick check around before she began to hike up her skirt. She had white, low rise bikini underwear on under her skirt. She slipped it down around her ankles and picked them up, placing them on the dash. She had a broad, naughty smile on her face and she climbed in and sat astride Tim. Tim was now face to face with the beautiful blonde as she used her hand to guide his cock to her pussy. She reached out and pulled the door closed with a thump, then sat her self down until she buried his cock inside her. She sat for a moment and looked at Tim who had quite a goofy look of pleasure as he felt the walls of her pussy around his penis. She gave him a quick kiss on the lips, then a longer more passionate one. Then she put her hands on his shoulders and started to lift and fall on to his cock. Slowly at first, then building in speed and the force she pushed herself down on him. "Yeah fuck me!" she said as she moved. Tim couldn't believe how much he was enjoying her and wondered why he had never done her before. Of course he had always been happy with Sandy before, but in the moment, all he could think was how amazing a fuck Lindsey was. He unzipped the back of her dress and helped her slide her shoulders out as she bounced on him and soon revealed her bra and large tits. Each time she hit bottom and his cock was up inside her, it sent a shudder through those D-cup tits and they made an amazing view. He smiled and rubbed his face in her cleavage. She giggled a bit and unhooked her bra, slipping it off to let loose the fantastic contents. He was now free to lick and suck them at his leisure, something that he took full advantage of. "Mmm, oh god yeah." she panted over and over as she got closer. "Ah, ooo." and she reached orgasm and held him tight. Tim wasn't finished however and grabbed around her hips, fucking up into her rapidly, building his excitement and listening to the moans she let out at him fucking her so hard after her own orgasm. It wasn't long until it was too much and he came. He shot his cum into the condom and laid back in the seat panting at the exertion Lindsey laid her head on his shoulder and kissed his neck. "Enjoy that?" she asked playfully. "Oh yeah." he said with a laugh. "Mmm, me too." she said and they stayed like that for a while. Although Tim felt his cock soften, it was still inside her and it was a feeling he wanted to prolong. After a while, she opened the door and got up, putting on her bra and panties, she tidied herself up quite quickly. Tim helped her by zipping her dress back up and he got out of the car slipping off the rubber and zipping up himself. She rubbed his lip and neck to remove marks of her lipstick from him and let her hand linger on his cheek. "We, we are going to have to do that again." she said. "Definitely." he said putting his hand on her hip and leaning in for a kiss. And off she went, back to work. Tim stood for a long while and thought about what had happened. He wondered if Sandy had felt the same excitement as Nathan screwed her into the couch. He could kind of understand it if she did. Was this the life for Tim and Sandy now? Tim & Sandy Ch. 04 Tim stood for a long while after Lindsey left and thought about what had happened. He wondered if Sandy had felt the same excitement as Nathan screwed her into the couch. He could kind of understand it if she did. Was this the life for Tim and Sandy now? It was still about lunch time, despite his little diversion with Lindsey and he decided to skip out on work and go an talk to his wife. So he walked across the garage to his car and started the drive home. He didn't know what he was going to say to her, maybe this was just one of those conversations that you can't plan you just have to have. As Tim pulled into the area he was still no close to knowing what he would say but he was close to her work now. He stopped in the car park of the Dental Surgery she worked at and slowly walked in. "What are you doing here Sweetie?" Sandy asked from behind the desk. She still wore a white silk blouse which was so smooth that as she moved he could sometime see her bras shape show through it. It wasn't tight, but perfectly fitted and she always left enough unbuttoned to give her cleavage a show. Below she had a navy, knee length pencil skirt that showed the perfect shape of her hips and legs. Her outfit was finished with dark opaque stockings and black high heeled wedge shoes which made her legs look amazing. Tim suddenly felt a wave of something weird come over him. He remembered the arousal he felt at watching the video the night before, how good it had felt to masturbate himself to her screwing Nathan. Maybe he was still jacked up from his time with Lindsey or even something from deep inside bubbled up. He walked over, looking around to make sure no one was in earshot, then he leaned close over the desk. "I know what you did with your trainer." he simply said. A panicked look crossed her face and her eyes locked on his as he stayed close to her. "I watched you and I want to see it again!" he said and took a few steps back. Sandy suddenly had a redness in her neck as she realised what he had said. She darted a look around the place to see if anyone had hear him, but when they hadn't her eyes locked back with his. This look lasted for a very long time and Tim was able to keep it in all seriousness. Tim was just about to say something to break the silence when Sandy gave a nod and a little shakily began looking through the appointment book. She read quietly and smiled, then she got up and led Tim by the hand in through the doors to the rear of the surgery. "Jane, take over the desk for a minute!" she said to one of the dental nurses who was passing her in the corridor. She looked up and down before hustling him into a room at the back of the building which was a little bigger than the size of a broom closet. Inside the room were several machines, a chair and a small screen. "They installed this to keep patients from making false complaints." she said. She sat him down and turned on the monitor, switching through the views of each room in the surgery. She soon settled on one with a dentist sitting at a counter filling in some paperwork. She adjusted the sound so it was low enough not to be heard outside the room and then closed the door on Tim. Tim was slightly taken back and wondered what she was up to but he was still on a mixed high. Partially the sex he had had with Lindsey and the fact he was feeling so turned on by Sandy now. He looked at the screen and wondered what the hell he was supposed to be doing, but then he saw the door open in the dentists treatment room. Sandy walked in behind the dentist and looked up and the camera and smiled. He had not seen her and she slowly approached him from behind. Her hand went out and she touched his shoulder causing him to spin on his stool. "Hey." she said smiling at him. "Hi, what's up?" he asked. She left he hand on his shoulder and rubbed it down his arm. "James, I need a filling." she said with a distinctly seductive tone. There was a long pause and James looked more than a little confused by the sexily dressed woman standing right over him smiling and rubbing his arm. "Um, really?" he was flustered, "You want to sit down?" She walked around the chair slowly and Tim could see James follow her ass with his eyes as she swung her hips in that pencil skirt. Sandy sat down and laid back, naturally pushing her chest forward, she tipped her head back and looked at the still seated James who was still staring at her. "So, you going to do me?" she said with a seductive tone. James was up an a shot and put on some latex gloves. He pulled his stool over and sat next to her. She looked over at him and opened her lips just a little. "Open wide please?" he said with a little shake in his voice. "Why, you have a big tool?" she asked. James laughed nervously and leaned forwards to look inside her mouth. Tim watched him examine her for a moment or two before he saw Sandy unbutton a couple of the buttons of her blouse until her bra showed easily though the gap. "It's hot." she said as James sat back a little. She took hold of his hand and slid it down and inside her top. He closed his eyes but didn't remove the hand. Tim could see Sandy smiling and James felt the shape of her breast. "I was kind of looking for another kind of filling." she said quietly. "Oh god." he said and rubbed her breasts some more. Sandy smiled as he pulled open her blouse and looked at her tits, he was so focused that he didn't notice her smiling up at the camera and Tim in his little closet. James leaned in and pulled the cup of the bra down until he could lick her breast. She put her hand on his hip and began massaging his pants where his cock was beginning to show signs of stiffness. He spent a lot of time licking and kissing her chest, obviously James the dentist was a breast man and Sandy had some which were driving him mad. After a little while Sandy drew up her knees and began to undo the buttons on her skirt. James watched as she began to lift her ass and slip it down. She now laid there in white lacy thong knickers and dark opaque stockings. "I think I need an examination." she said smiling at James. He didn't need telling twice and almost ran to the door to put the lock on it. He a flash he was back and dove his face down to her thighs. She opened her knees and watched as he pulled her thong aside and rubbed his nose and mouth into her pussy. "Mmm." Sandy let out a moan as he started licking her. She began unbutton the rest of her blouse and then she let it fall open. She didn't take it off or her bra, she simply laid back and let James lick her pussy like he was working on an ice cream. His hands slid up and down her shapely legs over her stockings. James knelt on the chair and frantically tried to undo his belt and unzip his pants. Sandy laid there looking at him as he struggled to pull them down to his knees. He pulled his shorts down and exposed his cock which was quite hard at this point. Tim watched on the screen and noted that James was medium sized, maybe the same size as him. He felt a little better about James than Nathan. Nathan had a large cock and had intimidated Tim a lot when he had watched him fuck his wife on the video. Now Tim felt anxious and couldn't wait to see what was about to happen. It was a complete reversal to his worries from earlier in the week and he wondered if maybe he really wanted this excitement in his marriage and Sandy did as well. James held on to the chair and moved on top of Sandy, he guided his hard cock around a little until it was near her licked, damp pussy. She said nothing, just looked him in the eyes as he moved himself around until he was there and then he jerked his thighs forward and he went up inside her. "Ooo, James, that's my kind of filling, now fuck me hard!" she said as he entered her. He was more than happy to oblige her and he started banging his hips into her and nuzzling her neck as he did so. Sandy on the other hand was looking up to the camera once again, she seemed to be staring into her husbands eyes and a smile crept to the edge of her mouth again, that was in between intakes of breath as James fucked her. "You little slut." he said as he used her. "What?" "Sorry, I." he started but was cut off. "No, that's okay, I am a slut." she said now looking at James. James was quite excited by this and quickened his pace, her heels touched behind him as she locked her legs around his ass. She held his shoulders to aid him in holding himself up as he forced himself forwards over and over. "I've wanted to do this so long." he said, "But I thought you were married." "I am." "Oh okay." he simply answered. Soon he slowed and she pushed him back, off her. She got up and he sat down on the chair. Sandy massaged his cock, which stood straight upwards, with her hand and then moved herself over it and straddled him. Tim had a flash of Lindsey climbing on top of him in the car but he forced the image from his mind to concentrate on Sandy. She used her feet on the ground either side of the chair to lift and drop herself on James cock. She bounced with a quick pace and James put his hands behind is head to hold the edge of the chair. His face betrayed how hard he was working to keep control. Sandy rode James like a pro, she still wore her thong which was pulled aside to accommodate his cock as it move inside her, her stockings, bra and blouse. She was throwing her head around and her red hair was a curtain around her face. James now put his hands forward and played with her tits again. "God you're amazing!" he got out as she rode him. Tim watched as they continued for a while, then James grabbed her by both the band of her thong and around the waist and she stopped her bounce. His face gave away exactly what had happened. His eyes were closed and he breathed heavily as did she. "Now look what you've done." she said. Sandy lifted herself up and looked down between her legs. As she did a drip of semen ran from her pussy and dripped on to his cock. James smiled and looked at it, very pleased with himself. She put her hand down between her legs and wiped a finger full of his seed away, then she dipped those fingers in her mouth. "Mmm." she said as she wiped her lips, "That was nice." She straightened up her thong and started to button her blouse as James laid there. He was still feeling the effects of letting go inside her so he stayed put as she put her skirt and shoes back on. "Can we do this again?" he asked her. "Maybe." Sandy said with a smile and opened the door leaving him there. She walked down the corridor to the recording closet and looked inside. Tim wasn't there. He had left as she got dressed and was now outside in his car. Sandy only took a minute to realise this so she walked outside to see him. Sandy got into the passenger seat of the car and smiled at him. "How long have you been seeing other men?" Tim asked carefully. "Always." Sandy replied after a short pause. "Always, all through us?" he asked with a little pain in his voice. "No, but a long time, I wasn't a virgin when we met, I was a cheerleader." she said rather flippantly. "It bothers me I didn't know." he told her catching hold of her hand. It did bother him that she could say always, at the start of their marriage, they had been like rabbits, day and night and he couldn't see how should could have found time for any other man. Sure as time went on they became a more conventional married couple but they still had an amazing sex life. "How'd you know you wanted to do this?" he asked her. There was a but of a silence but Sandy eventually decided to tell him. Tim listened as Sandy laid out the story of the first time she had been with someone else during their marriage. About six months after the honeymoon, it had been life as normal in their new home. Tim was working for the local paper doing adverts and it didn't pay much, Sandy had only found part-time work after college and was looking for something more permanent. The major problem was that Tim was a dreamer, he had convinced Sandy that buying a house was a great idea and he had juggled the finances enough so they could afford the mortgage payments each month. They had got the down payment from his parents, who were always pretty supportive of their son, but the money they had given was gone to the bank now and they were living on what was left after they paid the mortgage. This wasn't much. Tim on the other hand was optimistic about their future, he would come home with something 'they needed' every so often and Sandy would worry about how much it cost. He was happy enough though so she never pressed the matter and simply worried quietly about how things were getting more and more impossible for them. The worst came to the door soon after. Tim had bought some appliances for the house and agreed payments on them, but Sandy couldn't stretch the budget that far and she had lapsed the payments. This brought someone to the door one Monday morning. Mr. Knowles was the debt collector who knocked at the door. Sandy didn't know he was coming, so was surprised to see the short raven haired man standing on the doorstep. Once he had told her he represented an organisation that bought bad debts from companies and then tried to recover them, she was forced to invite him in to talk about the situation. Knowles asked her about the mail they had sent regarding the debt and Sandy was embarrassed to say that she had had to ignore them because she just didn't have the money to pay them. As she talked he made little notes in the file he had with him and then asked to see the items. Sandy showed him around the house, the living room, the kitchen and once again he made notes on the appliances. Then he sat down in the kitchen and put the file on his lap. "How much can you pay today?" he asked her. She couldn't pay anything and when she told him he looked rather put out and told her that he would have to arrange for the items to be picked up as soon as he could arrange it. He seemed to take no pleasure in saying it, so Sandy tried to appeal to this. "Please." she said, "Can't I get a little more time on this?" Knowles looked down at his notes for a long time and shook his head a few times. His eyes glanced up at her, but not to her face, he was checking her out. Why shouldn't he have been, he was in his late forties and here was this sexy redhead in her early twenties, wearing a tight white t-shirt and jeans. He got up and took a step towards her putting out his hand and putting his finger through one of the belt loops on her jeans. She looked at him with a little surprise, then she pulled back and stepped away from the debt collector. "Come on lovely, you want more time." he said with a big grin. Sandy sat against the counter and thought about it, then she nodded and he threw his files down next to her. She didn't rightly know what he wanted, but he did. Knowles rubbed her tits through the t-shirt, then pushed her over to the kitchen table. He took control and undid her jeans, puling them down to her ankles. "Nice." he said looking at her white knickers. She bent over the table and looked back at him. He went into his wallet and got a rubber out and unzipped his pants. Getting his cock out her wanked it a little until it hardened and then worked the condom on to it. Sandy grabbed the table and closed her eyes, she knew what was coming as he sharply pulled her knickers down to her knees. "Ahh!" she cried out as he jammed his cock into her pussy. "Tight little bitch." he said and started to screw her. He put his hands over hers and grabbed the edge of the table to get grip as he fucked her from behind. She laid her head on the table top and moaned with each thrust. He was aggressive and fucking her quickly for an older man. She could feel his larger belly smacking into her ass with each pump and she wondered why she was letting him do this. His hand came back and he suddenly gripped her hair, pulling at the long red lock and bringing her back on his cock even harder. Her only consolation was that soon after he did this he shot his load into the condom inside her. She laid on the table as he caught his breath, his cock still up inside her. "There you go love, bought yourself a month." he said with satisfaction. "Month!" "What, you didn't think this squared us did you?" he said. "I." "You aren't that good of a piece of ass." Knowles said pulling out of her and slipping the rubber off. "A month?" she asked him meekly. "You got a nice little pussy, so maybe you get another month next time I come by?" he told her. Sandy nodded and watched as he tidied himself up and walked to the door. "See you round." he said and walked out. She quickly pulled up her underwear and jeans, realising she stood there with them around her ankles. Tim listened to the story intently with little expression. "Did you fuck him the next month?" he asked. "Yeah." she said, "We used the bed that time." "How many times?" Tim quizzed. "About eight times in six months." she said, "Then you got your job and money started getting better." "So it just stopped?" "With him, but I had kind of got used to it then." she said. "You liked it?" "Not liked it with him, but wanted sex with someone else." she told him. Tim sat for a minute or so and looked out the window. "Did you enjoy watching me with James?" she asked. Tim didn't answer for a very long time, then it was a simple one. "Yes." Sandy smiled and they say together for a while and watched the world go by.