Waltraud has enough

Dieter wipes Waltraud's briefs over her bottom splashed with sticky seeds and then hands her a miniskirt from her shopping bag. "Here, put this on," he says. "Then I'll take you home." "Thanks," she whispers bashfully and slips in quickly. The skin-tight garment feels pretty funny on her soaking wet bottom, she thinks. Then she looks for a blouse and puts it back on as well, Dieter searches her bag and studies her identity card. "Do you live here?" he asks and points to her address.

"Yes, my husband and I live here", Waltraud replies. Okay, lets go. Dieter unlocks the door, opens it and gets out into the corridor. Waltraud follows hastily, ignoring the men outside that make frivol remarks to her appearance. Dieter takes her hand and leaves with a trembling Waltraud the shop for the car. Dieter at the wheel starts the engine and they drive off to her home. Once there, Dieter leans over to Waltraud and kisses her on the mouth. Surprised, she returns his kiss wit wet lips. His hand slides into her still open blouse and presses her breast. Waltraud lets out a soft sigh. "How about we meet again tomorrow evening and do something like that again," he suggests to her. "I can't, I'm married after all," replies Waltraud and looks at Dieter seriously with big cloudy eyes.

"What do you think", he says, shaking his head with a threatening undertone, "what would your husband say if he could see you here like this. Half-naked and just now fucked by complete strangers. But he doesn't have to know. It'll just be our little secret, won't it?" Waltraud nods intimidated. "So, just tell him you want to meet an old friend tomorrow night. I'll wait for you somewhere close by and then we'll have a nice evening together again. You hear me?" Waltraud has **** but to agree to...

When Stefan returns home late in the evening in a bad mood and scolding, a pleasant surprise awaits him. His pretty wife Waltraud sits naked in the bathtub and seductively caresses her full breasts. At this sight Stefan immediately gets a hard-on. Waltraud notices the bump in her husband's trousers and invites him into the bathtub with a wave of her hand. Stefan quickly gets out of his clothes and into the tub to his waiting wife.

"We've never done anything like this before," Stefan says enthusiastically as Waltraud takes his stiff cock in her hand and begins to jerk it off gently. He pushes his hand between her thighs in search of her clit. When he touches her, Waltraud moans happily and pushes herself lustfully towards her husband, who immediately takes her on his lap. In the narrow tub he has some trouble with his small penis to penetrate deep enough into Waltraud, but when he finally manages it, he begins to push into her with all the strenght he is able to .

Waltraud knows what she must do now. She tenses her vaginal muscles with all her might, Stefan reacts with a violent twitch. In this way they push each other to the climax. When Stefan is just seconds away from his orgasm, she quickly withdraws from him and lets his semen shoot into the bath water in a high arc. Later they lay naked and cuddled up together in bed. "You are very different today not like usual," Stefan whispers happily in her ear. Waltraud says nothing about it and kisses him only tenderly.

In truth, Waltraud is quite upset. On the one hand she is very happy that her husband seems to like her again, but on the other hand she is plagued by a guilty conscience and cannot tell Stefan about Dieter. Dieter who is blackmailing her to meet her again, but the same Dieter, whose wonderful cock she sees in her mind's eye again and again, and only thinking about what he might do with her tomorrow lets her get moist again and the longing is back. With these confusing thoughts in her head and her husband's cock in her hand, Waltraud finally falls into a restless sleep ...