Electric Cock

We have just moved into a new house in Southampton which still has work to be done to finish it off, so we have several electricians and plumbers with us. My work takes me to London for a day or so a week which means my wife Wendy is home alone with various tradesmen.

Wendy is 52 and has kept her figure rather well over the years. She has lovely long legs, an adorable arse and small pert tits. If I say so myself she's still a stunner, and best of all, she has very high sex drive — unlike most of her friends who regard sex as a chore to be undertaken when they absolutely must Even while I was at home the electrician especially would engage Wendy in conversation and at every opportunity delight in employing double meanings and euphemisms -you know what I mean -leaving a sexual innuendo whenever he could. Wendy would play along with him; I suppose she was slightly flattered by his attention as he was some years younger than her, perhaps in his early 30s. We would often laugh at it when we were on our own.

On this particular day I had left early for London and Wendy was still in bed asleep. She told me she was woken by the doorbell and, slipping on her dressing gown, went downstairs to answer the door. Steve the electrician was there, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets when he saw her. She let him in and went to make a drink before telling him she was about to take a shower and asking him if he intended to turn on the power. He said he didn't and, as she went up the stairs, she could tell he was looking up at her, so she glanced round, offering him a glimpse of the flesh beneath the dressing gown.

She ran the shower and climbed in. Then she became aware of the bathroom door opening and closing. She pretended not to notice and continued soaping her body whilst keeping her back to the shower door. It then opened and Steve stepped incompletely naked and sporting a gigantic erection, which she calmly slipped between her legs without thinking, cupping her soapy breasts. Wendy put her hands against the wall to support herself as Steve moved in behind her. She stuck her arse out and dropped a hand between her legs so that she could rub his cock every time he pushed against her. As she became wetter and wetter she adjusted her position slightly so he could enter her - which he did with ease, filling her cunt with cock. His hands were all over her: rubbing her tits, pinching her nipples before dropping to her pussy and playing with her clit which was on fire. He slowly pushed himself inside her deeper and deeper until his balls gently slapped against her bum every time he pushed himself in. The speed of his thrusts gradually increased as did his rubbing of Wendy's clit. She said she could feel an orgasm building up deep inside her. It wasn't long before Steve was pulling out of her, turning her round and pumping jets of spunk all over her arse. Although she wasn't happy, insisting next time he fill her pussy with his hot seed.

When I got home that evening Wendy looked like the cat that got the cream and couldn't wait to tell me. Initially I was shocked but, seeing how excited it had made her, my cock started to stir. It wasn't long before she was telling me all the details with her hand rubbing my cock. I asked her to show me how Steve had taken her that morning. With that she bent down over the table and wriggled her arse at me. I was soon easing my cock inside and riding her long and hard. Unlike Steve I stayed inside her when I carne — shooting my spunk deep in her womb. Two cocks in one day, what a lucky girl she was! As we lay in bed that evening we talked about what she had got up to that day. I couldn't get it out of my mind and wanted to watch it happen so I came up with an idea that I put to her. Steve had been running cables from the loft into our bedroom and had drilled holes through the ceiling which have a great view into our room. I suggested to her that I hide the car, then climb into the loft and spy on them through the holes. Wendy wasn't too sure at first but some gentle persuasion soon had her agree to my plan. I also told her to dress up a little, wear her stockings and suspenders as these always show off her lovely long legs.

The next day I could hardly contain myself. I hid the car a few streets away, then watched Wendy prepare herself. Again she was only wearing her white dressing gown but this time her legs were encased in black stockings, suspenders and thong. She looked fantastic. I couldn't resist having one last play with her clit before I left She was soaking - probably in anticipation of her morning appointment with the electrician.
I was soon in the loft, careful not to make a noise and alert Steve of my presence. After a while the doorbell went, followed by some giggling from Wendy. By the sounds of it the innuendo had already started. I didn't have to wait long for them to enter the bedroom.

Wendy was first to enter, her dressing gown open. I was surprised to see my usually shy wife acting all tarty and brazen. My heart was pounding and my cock was throbbing. Steve was quick to follow her in and even quicker to cup her breasts with his hands. As he continued her hands slipped between her legs and after stroking the silky soft flesh above her stocking tops her hand began to rub at her cunt through her knickers. I could smell the sex in the air.

She started pleasuring herself while Steve started talking to her in the most dirty manner, saying things I would never have dreamed of. You dirty bitch, you just love this fucking attention, don't you? Bet you can't wait to get your hands on my dick. Well it's going inside you and I'm not stopping till I've filled you up with my spunk'.

Wendy was groaning as he ordered her to open her legs and slide her knickers off. She was busy frigging herself while he undressed, his impressive cock springing to attention. The sight was electric. I had my own porno show right in front of my eyes. Wendy looked every bit the tart Steve had called her as she continued sucking and frigging herself. Wendy bent over and let out a shout - she was climaxing like never before — pulling out I her fingers and letting Steve |  lick her honey juice.

She was soon laying on the bed - legs wide open-begging for him to fill her with his cock. He didn't need asking twice as he got between her legs which she wrapped round his back giving him maximum penetration. They kissed long and passionately, her hands on his shoulders as they fucked long and hard. Wendy met every thrust, ensuring her clit received stimulation as his groin hit it. This time Steve indicated he was coming and, true to her word, my wife grabbed his bum to make sure he filled her womb with his seed. His back arched as he came with a grunt, spurting spunk inside her sweaty hole. When he had finished he quickly rolled off her, his cock covered in their combined juices. My wife's pussy was a sight to behold: sodden with spunk, all red and sore. As she stood up, his cum ran down her thighs before getting caught in her stockings. Again it was like a porno; she was cleaning herself, trying to look like a good housewife while drop after drop of spunk trickled down her legs.

Wendy looks radiant these days with a new glow that everyone mentions, although she keeps silent on the reason why.