So Hubby meet a guy idk where or how he meet him but he thought I would enjoy sex with him. So hubby brought the guy to our house while our kids were asleep I meet him and we talked for a few minutes in our kitchen while I drank some wine(liquid courage). After a few minutes of chatting hubby had wondered off to give privacy, the unnamed guy leans in and starts kissing me. While kissing me his hands slowly started to explore my body. First over my clothes then eventually under them.

Then swiftly he pulled my shirt over my head and had unbuttoned my jeans. Half turned on by the encounter and half worried I was going to be completely stripped in my kitchen we continued to kiss. I wish I could say when he decided to take my pants off it was as smoothly as my shirt but thick thighs and skinny jeans don't make for swift removal. Still his persistence paid off and was rewarded by the removal of my panties as well.

Now there i was with the only protection from complete nudity was my bra. Until his hand ran past the lower portion of my back to the clasps and then my bra floated gently to the ground as I stood completely naked in the kitchen. That's when I began to protest. There I was naked and cold and he was cozy with his full garments on. Much to no ones surprise he gladly undressed as I grabbed his cock as he gently pushed down on my shoulders forcing me to eye level with his growing member. Knowing my duty I began sucking ignoring the pain in my knees from kneeling on the hard tile.

Trying my hardest to live up to my title of holy grail of bj's I keep going hearing his moans. After what felt like forever and honestly needing attention paid to me(i get so horny giving bjs). He stood me up and lifted/helped lift me up on the counter. Now I knew there was no changing it as he planned on having sex right there so I willingly spread my legs allowing him in between them. His head pressed against my lips then slowly pushing through into my welcoming hole. Out and in he began fucking me harder and harder I would be lying if I said I wasn't incredibly juicy due to the encounter and naughtiness of having sex on the kitchen counter so close to discovery.

He fucked me there till I was on the cusp of orgasm as he begun to slow his thrust. I felt him getting bigger inside me making me think he was also close to climax. Then he pulled himself out of me as my juices ran out on the counter top. He motioned me off the counter and into the living room and pointed on the couch. I reluctantly followed orders due to the fact I was now about to get fucked one room closer to my sleeping children. He sat down and patted on his lap, I straddled him while he guided his cock into my pussy again. Now it was my turn to ride and be in control. Slowly I started grinding and forcing him deeper in me. Then he pulled my face to him and locked in a kiss as I lifted my butt pulling his cock out to the tip then slid him back into me. I could tell he was really enjoying that motion so I keep it up trying my best to increase the speed and depth which I pushed him in. As we continued his moans got loader and more animalistic he was grabbing my ass and breast and squeezing not painfully but forcefully. Then I saw it on his face his eyes kind of rolled into the back of his head as I felt him spray deep inside me. I kept pumping him in and out while he rode his orgasm to completion.