My wife fucked the remodeling contractor

What started out as a friend group drama ended up with my wife hooking up with a remodeling contractor. In this lifestyle that my wife and I enjoy, she occasionally like and love to play in the wild for some intentional casual sex. Having casual sex without the intention of finding someone is rarity for her but that as it may, that is what happened.

All hands was on deck to help out a couple from our friend group that tragically divorced due to infidelity. Their assets was split up and we were helping both parties navigate through their difficult time. Every single of us, the other couples, had our task list along with supporting them both whenever an emotional breakdown happens. The house was being partially renovated in preparation for sale. It became a clusterfuck at best to put it simply.

I think it was a culmination of being emotional torn between friends, as well as the speed things were happening and the commotion of everyone involved that eventually resulted in my wife having to resort to a sexual connection as a way of coping with the situation. I was made aware of what could happen and I encouraged her to follow suit on her urges. They had connected several times with various changes to the schematics of what was being done. These connections were not sexual in nature at first, but tension was present at each one of them. A tension of stress in the beginning that flowered into a tension of attraction for each other.

People, workers and friends, came and went in and out of the house at various times. My wife, right before she gave into her sexual urges, met her contractor after work on one particular day to go over some changes and found themselves alone. There were a slew of other contractors but this one she hooked up with was in charge of the cabinetry. That night she told me she had fucked him. She said he felt genuinely sorry for what my wife was going through and that he wants to ease her worry that things will get done. The way he delivered this sentiment to her and the way she interpreted and received it created a moment of sexual tension between them.

He looked like he was in his late twenties, tall with light brown hair, rugged looking and just my wife’s type physically but would not typically have a chance with her because of the proximity of how close the situation is to our circle of friends. That moment was an exception. He had my wife on the closet counter, panties aside eating her sweet pussy. She told me she was drenched from the rush of the act was giving her. It wasn’t supposed to be, she wasn’t prepared, she had not thought it through and yet because of those things she came uncontrollably on his buried face. He tasted her excretion and loved every ounce of it as he kept going long after she came. He kept the assault on her clit, lips and canal as she contorted her body to the overwhelming sensation after an orgasm gives. His persistence says he wants more, him remaining where he was at was asking for permission to do more. Finally getting his suction off of her, my wife dropped to her knees unbuckling the treat she seeks. The way she described him to me was that he was groomed exceptionally well and erects healthily with a thick trunk and a prominent head that she can feel deep in her.

My wife’s cock sucking ability is top tier without any bias and proven so by the sentiment of many others. She looked up at him as she did him wonders with her tongue, lips, mouth and throat. She wanted to return the favor and taste him like he tasted her essence but he wanted to fuck her and he made it known. They paused to scramble to find protection. He hurried to get it from his truck. My wife called me to let me know what was happening but shortly enough before I can get any details from her she hears him coming back. They made their way to one of the empty bedrooms, where he turned her around facing the wall. My wife lifted her skirt and stuck her ass out still positioned to be entered and that he did greedily with his sheathed sword. He fucked my wife ramming his cock deep and hard in her as she braced the wall in front of her from slamming into it. My wife said she felt great and a sense of relief getting fucked at that very moment. Her moans were loud as she always is ver vocal when a cock in in her body. He stopped fucking, unfamiliar to her grunts, mistaking it for surrender instead of a welcoming. My wife turned to face him as she slid off her skirt and it fell to the floor of the empty house. She grabbed him by the hand to the middle of the room, eyes locked at each other. She laid down welcoming his manhood into her as she spreads her legs before him. He noticed her thighs glistening from his earlier work as he got in between them and aimed his rock hard rod at the entrance of her wetness. He buried himself deep within her slippery canal as she wrapped her legs around him. They kissed passionately while he slowly rhythmically fucked her. He was in awe of her breast playing with them sucking and grasping as he went in and out of her pussy. The sensuality turned into pounding and my wife’s legs unlocked from her grips of his hips finding themselves bucking at each thrust. Like many times before, my wife finds herself underneath a man convulsing in orgasm as he finishes using her as his sleeve.

My wife’s present in all of this was the cum filled condom wrapped in a knot she brought home for me to see.