This is a true story. I changed the names of all and many details to disguise identities and locations in this story. The dialogues are to the best of my memory. This happened more than 40 years ago, I hope you will cut me some slack.

A correction

In Part 1, at one point, I referred to myself as a mid-20s guy. Nope, I was 29 about to turn 30.

Reprise

In February 1981 a married woman named Nora and I began a two-year affair. Nora was 46 years old, 5' 9" tall, with blue eyes and dark brown hair. She had a great body - 36C tits, a trim ass and long legs. She had a dynamite smile. When this event took place, Nora’s husband was in Arizona and was not due to return for several more weeks.

Me? I was 5’ 11” with brown hair and blue eyes, in great shape and muscular. I had a girlfriend, but we were going through a troubled period.

Let's pick up the story from when I returned to her home with a huge take-out order.

Some food and then I had dessert

Nora had set a table and opened another bottle of wine. We dug into the food and chatted about things of no consequence – we were just enjoying each other's company. We found out we were both movie fans. After cleaning up the kitchen, she led me to her bedroom. She gave me a quick kiss and told me to relax while she showered.

She entered her bathroom, leaving the door slightly ajar. I could hear the sound of the shower, and began to think of Nora's body. And shower sex.

I stripped and quietly entered the bathroom. She saw me and slid the door open. She said nothing as I stepped over the edge of the tub and slid the door shut; she handed me a bar of soap and turning her back to me. I gently washed her back and her sweet ass before squatting down to take care of the backs of her legs. I stood up and told her to turn around. She turned, putting her arms around my neck as I washed her shoulders and arms. When I got to her breasts, I massaged them and leaned down to kiss her.

We kissed long and slow. I dropped a hand to her bush and began to wash it, making sure I touched her clit each time my hand moved up. She pulled back from our kiss and said, "Don't stop". Nora's breath got heavier, and she pressed her face into my neck. She moved a hand down to my hard dick, and she began squeezing it. She started murmuring, "Oh, oh, oh", squeezing my dick harder and harder.

I turned her around, so she faced the falling water. Nora craned her head back as I kissed her neck and ran my hands up, down and over her body, to rinse the soap off of her. When she was rinsed of soap, I maneuvered her to the back of the shower. She asked, "What are you doing"? I lifted a leg up to the edge of the tub and then dropped to my knees. I started licking her slowly, running my tongue from her pussy to her clit. Over and over.

She had one hand on the top of the enclosure; the other hand was on the wall. She moved her pussy up and down to get the maximum pleasure from my tongue. Nora kept saying, "Don't stop". I ran my right hand up her leg and put two fingers into her pussy. I did not go slow - I fingered her married pussy with, uh, vigor.

Nora's reaction was immediate. She started moaning and moved her hand from the wall to my head. She gripped my hair, moaned and said, "Suck it, suck it hard". I did. I took her clit into my mouth and sucked on it as hard as I could while I continued to finger fuck her as fast as possible. Her leg started shaking as she held my head to her pussy. Within seconds, she screamed, "God, yes" as she reached her climax.

I stopped fingering her, but switched from sucking her clit to gently licking it. Eventually, she pulled my head away from her clit, telling me "No more". I kissed her thighs a few times, before raising my self up to press my body against hers. We began kissing and running our hands over each other.

My turn

We got out of the shower, toweling each other sort-of dry. She made a comment about my erection, saying it needed attention. She led me out of the bathroom to her bed. Nora pulled down the bed cover and told me to lay down. She got between my legs and pulled the cover over us.

Nora began licking, stroking and sucking my cock. She took her time, stopping from time to time to emerge from under the covers to kiss my chest and biceps. She would then slide down under the covers to resume her efforts. As I got closer to blowing, I grabbed her still wet hair and guided her head up and down, not letting my cock out of her mouth.

I threw the bed cover off of her, so I could watch my cock go in and out of her mouth - I told her to look at me, as I wanted to see her looking at me when I shot my cum. She gave a groan and held her mouth on my cock for a few seconds before slowly taking my cock out of her mouth. She moved back and began to suck on my balls, alternating between them.

I reached down and grabbed her hair, telling her, "Suck me now"! She raised her head and I pushed her head down as I raised up my groin so all of my cock was in her mouth. I started shooting my cum into her mouth, she gave an 'um' and began swallowing my load. I held onto her hair, telling her, "Swallow all of it, Nora". Which she did. She got it all and seemed to enjoy every drop.

Nora stayed down there, licking and kissing and touching my cock and balls until I softened. She pulled the bed covers over our bodies as she crawled up to lay on top of me. We kissed and she immediately giggled.

I asked what was so funny. She told me she loved that I did not hesitate to kiss her after shooting my jizz into her mouth. She said Burt, her husband, would not kiss her after a blow job until she brushed her teeth. I kissed her again, running my tongue inside her mouth. When I finished the kiss, I told her I thought Burt was an asshole who did not deserve a woman like her.

Nora said, "Thank you"; she got out of the bed and turned off the light. When she returned, she put an arm over my chest and said, "I am glad you are here". We said nothing more before falling asleep.

Plans

In the morning, I woke to find Nora in the kitchen making coffee. She greeted me with a quick kiss and a hug, telling me she had a meeting that morning. I told her I was going to my parent's house. We made plans to see each other Saturday afternoon - she gave me a key to her house and told me I could come by any time on Saturday.

We had no time for a morning session; Nora showered alone and immediately started getting herself ready for her day. I got my clothes from my car, showered and shaved. By the time I was ready to depart she was dressed, had done her hair and was looking hotter than a fire cracker.

We did a little smooching at her front door and then headed to our cars. When we got to the highway, she turned right while waving a hand out of her window. I made a left and headed for my favorite diner, as I was famished - sex with a married woman makes a guy hungry.

Nora was on my mind as I made the drive; I was grinning all the way.