BethThe following story is true. Only the names and places have been changed to protect the innocent if there were any.Bethby theduck1930Beth is an anomaly. How she got into the picture is really odd. My wife met her and god only knows how. Might have been during one of her bowling events, or maybe a local bar.Anyway, I had a service station selling gas, tires, batteries, accessories, and of course service like oil and lubrication services. Now that was a lot of labor let me tell you. I was struggling to make ends meet but they never made a connection. One day a guy came in who I knew from the factory where I had worked, he had Beth with him. He introduced us and we passed amenities between the three of us and I gassed up his car and they left.Several days later Beth came in for gas. I serviced the car took her credit card and ran it, handed her the receipt, and she left. Just a normal transaction.Unknown to me Beth and my wife were spending time together. For what reason I have no idea and knew nothing about their relationship.At this time my wife was having some very serious monthly cramps and the only way known to medical science at the time was to get a hysterectomy. None of the doctors around here were inclined to perform one on her. So she went to visit her mother who lived in another state and city only about three hundred miles away. We made trips there often as the distance was not too far off for us to drive there.She found a doctor that would perform the operation and came home on a Grey Hound Bus. We discussed the operation and set a time kaçak iddaa when we could get it done.The weekend before it was to be done we loaded up the station wagon taking our k**s along, and Beth. Why Beth? My wife had invited her to come along. Still do know why though. Anyway, grandma would look after the k**s and my wife would stay there also for a while until she was healed up and I was to drive back and pick everyone up.I had to drive her to her mother’s and return the same day, making a six-hundred mile plus trip. Beth of course could not stay there so had to ride home with me, just the two of us on the return trip.Now Beth was not the prettiest gal in town. She was short, brown hair, dark eyes and a ready smile. Her face was round with a sharp nose and a small mouth.We drove about two-hundred and fifty miles and came to a small mill town. I was getting hungry and asked Beth if she needed something to eat. She did, so we stopped off as at a nice restaurant to eat. We hardly spoke to one-an-other on the whole trip so far and it was the same as we ate.We resumed our trip and we had to drive through a well-wooded area with one track roads leading through the trees off the highway. I got horny and drove back into the trees on one of these roads and found a clearing where I could turn around and parked. I took Beth’s hand and opened the back of the station wagon and straightened out the blankets that were always there for the k**s to use and we crawled in. Beth stripped out of her clothes and so did I. I never even asked her too, she just did. kaçak bahis Never balked either, just did it all on her own like it was something we did all the time.She stroked my cock for me before I even had a chance to feel her tits. Those puppies were small, just a handful, and nothing more. Small nipples and a hairy patch on her cunt. I played with all that for a little bit and she spread her legs like she was ready to fuck. I got between her legs and lay on her missionary and stuck my cock into one of the hottest pussies I had ever had it into.Beth’s pussy was not tight, it was very wet and maybe that is why it felt loose. I entered with ease and pressed my cock into her to the hilt without resistance. She pushed back and raised he hips up to meet my thrusts moaning how good it felt. Her pussy felt good too. I love hot wet pussy, there is nothing like it. I may well be addicted to hot wet pussy. Better than any other addiction I know of. If you know something better let me know, I want it. In the meantime, I’ll settle for pussy.When we finished we dressed and continued the drive to her place. I dropped her off and as I did she said, “I babysit for the people next door on Wednesday nights. Stop off after you close up your service station and we’ll fuck once a week at least. Bob is working swing shift also so if you can you could stop every night you want here too.I thanked her for the offer and said, “OK, every Wednesday night then for sure. And I’ll stop every night until my wife comes home. Just one thing, if Bob does not go to work for some reason illegal bahis let me know by calling the station, here’s the number.”She agreed and I drove home. By the time I dropped her off Bob would be home in about another hour so I really did have to go.Wednesday night came, I closed up the station and drove over to where Beth was babysitting. I knocked on the door and Beth opened it. I entered and she said the k**s were asleep and we went to the spare bedroom. This is where I sleep until the parents come home. So if the bed is messed up it does not matter.We stripped and got into bed and just fucked. Hardly any fanfare at all. Beth seemed ready all the time every time. As we fucked she seemed to hum a little tune and held on tight when she orgasmed.Several weeks went by like that. It felt good getting my prostrate drained. I even stopped over on other nights and fucked her in Bob’s bed. Bob never found out, yet anyway. My wife finally came home all healed up. She was still sore so sex was not on our plate for another two weeks. Beth was still available and useful to help my wild side keeping it under control.Beth only seemed to want to fuck missionary but then I was not as exploratory as I later became. Since she was fucking Bob I never ate her cunt either. I might have as I did like eating pussy had she been fucking almost anyone else.Then one day she came to the gas station with another woman to fuel up, and we got into a conversation when she blurted out, “Ben is going to take me to California.”“Huh?” I said.That ended Wednesday nights and all other nights. Too bad to, because Beth was getting to be a regular habit. I was enjoying her pussy but I was not going to California for any reason. I could ill afford that. Being married with four k**s? Ouch.