I love my wife and I enjoy being with her... but sometimes I miss the adventures from before we met. There was this cute little MILF I had fun with off and on for a long while. She would get a boyfriend and kinda stop seeing me (at least until he made her mad). And then we would be back to having fun.

At one point, I had to rescue her from a seriously abusive asshat. I was dating at the time, and had to convince my girlfriend to let her stay with us. But that is a story for another day.

In one of her attempts at a relationship, she had gotten knocked up again. She has a terrible habit of picking really dumb men. She has several university degrees, so maybe it was to get a brain break at home - no idea. The baby daddy was no different. A complete tool. So naturally she came back looking to me for a rescue.

It was hard to coordinate schedules, but we eventually settled on a day that worked. She picked a place to get to gether and just talk at a park about halfway between our homes.

She is seriously cute in that catalogue model sort of way. Dusky alabaster skin, long straight blonde hair, bright blue eyes, narrow waist (usually), long shapely legs, and an ass to worship for days. A nice short 5'3" is about perfect in my book. Sexy enough that I still keep a couple of pictures despite my state of marriage.

As soon as I saw her I gave her a hug and held her hand as we walked from the parking lot into the park. It was small, nestled in an urban neighborhood not far from the main street that curved around its far edge. We talked and walked through the trees. The fall breeze making her sun dress occasionally flare around her legs. She cried a little, and I hugged her tight.

I probably could have stopped, but I definitely did not want to. My girlfriend crossed my mind briefly, but my on-and-off long term emotional connection to this woman was powerful. I kissed away her tears... my lips crossing her wet cheeks and down over her jawline. Following the trail of salty tears down to her neck. I pulled back and looked into her moist eyes before kissing her deeply and passionately.

By the time I reached under her dress and pulled off her underwear, it was too late. Suddenly we both stopped and looked around. At the edge of the park we were almost totally exposed to a steady flow of traffic driving by. In retrospect, it was entirely by luck there was a tree that had fallen down nearby. I took her with me as I walked up the hill a little and pulled her down on top of me behind it.

My thick throbbing cock was out quickly as she yanked at my zipper and undid the button. At least she had the experience not to try and yank me through the zipper hole... it's just not made for a big guy. She wrapped her lips around it and sucked greedily for a bit until I grabbed her hair and pulled her off, telling her to ride me.

And ride me she did. About 6 months pregnant and showing too. Her baby bump was definitely out there as she squatted and let my cock stretch open her soaked pussy. I don't know if it was the pregnancy hormones, the anger with her boyfriend, or just pure lust. Her pregnant pussy drenched my cock as she came two or three times until it was running off my hips and soaking into my pants.

Then she surprised me. She lifted off my cock letting it make a loud "thump" when it hit my stomach. Then she grabbed my soaked and swollen cock, positioned it against her ass, and drove me deep into her. It's good I was well lubricated with her juices already, because it was quite a stretch, and she forced herself down into me all the way.

Her last orgasm, with her hand covering her mouth to keep quiet in the park, took me over the edge with her. My cock tensed and I groaned as wave after wave of cum spurted deep into her ass. She collapsed into my chest and I just held her for a bit until her breathing slowed down. We kissed, arranged our clothes, and went back to our partners - she to her baby daddy and me to my girlfriend.

Needless to say, we met a few more times in the ensuing weeks 😏