When He Strays ...

Ian was off banging Betty again, Emily knew it. Leaving her on read, cancelling a nice dinner for 'working late'. She fumed, but it was past all that now. She went to go meet Kumar.

He was wearing just a robe. God, he was hirsute, gray mixed in with the black. She kissed him, finding him to be surprisingly tender, very unlike an affair. She cupped his bearded cheeks as his tongue probed her mouth, undoing the sash on his robe.

His cock hung down heavily. It was such a dark shade of brown as to be almost black, with heavy nuts hanging down. She reached down, stroking it delicately, hesitantly.

"It won't bite," Kumar whispered into her ear, sucking the tender lobe.

"I know ... oh Kumar," Emily whimpered.

He took her back to the bedroom. He stripped her, sucking at her nipples and tasting her sex. She wasn't as hot as Katie or her mother, she knew that, but if he was disappointed, he didn't say anything. He mounted her, his cock long and hard and fat as it pierced her, the balls pummeling her asshole. He lasted so much longer than Ian, that by the end, she was glad her husband was a cheater too.