“Oh it’s nothing, I was just getting a little exercise while you were in your class buddy, nothing to worry about.” As I take his hand and lead him to the car in the parking lot, looking over my shoulder and giving you a wink as we both try our best to repress a laugh.

On the way out I hold the door for you and your son, “we need to turn the ac up next time, this heat is going to get us caught.” I say lightly under my breath, taking the chance to give that round ass one last squeeze before we head back to our respective families. I can’t help but watch as you rock your hips back and forth across the parking lot and look back at me with a smile. I can feel a stir in my crotch again, just the thought of sending you home again filled to the brim with my cum enough to get me going again.

It all started with an innocent child’s activity. Both of us having sons the same age, and they just so happened to be in the same after school activity. It was just far enough away that driving home during wasn’t practical, so I took the chance to have some quiet time and read a book while I waited. That first day we just happened to sit next to each other, a polite nod but some obvious attraction as both our eyes lingered on each other for a moment. We were both married, in the normal routines of having young kids, when the chance for something new and exciting can be overpowering.

The polite hellos and greetings turned to chatting, as my book began to spend more time closed than open, and by the third week I was only using it as a cover when I left the house, it never made it inside. Fast forward two weeks and we barely make it inside, dropping off the kids and retreating to my spacious SUv. The windows fogged up as we make out like high schoolers as we get drunk on lust and the thrill of cheating. Your leggings hanging off one ankle as you’re bent over getting pounded from behind as you beg me to cum in your soaking pussy.

Each week we learn and adapt. You stopped wearing panties, I started parking further and further in the back of the lot. I started having to make sure I left the windows down on the ride home to hide the smell of our lust. With only a few weeks left of this class, we both know we can’t stop. The boys do seem to get along well, how about a playdate?

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38 m looking for a fun kinky Mom to explore is fantasy with. We can start anywhere on the timeline, I’m very open to suggestions as well.

I’m pretty open minded kink wise, but some favorites are cheating, no condoms, oral, passionate/uninhibited sex, risky/semi public, and a lot more.

Limits are rape, pain, scat, and underage.

I tend to write longer detailed responses when the scene calls for it, and literate writers are preferred.

Looking forward to hearing from you!