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John didn’t look at his wife when her phone pinged to indicate a message but when she started muttering, “Oh my goodness,” under her breath. John sighed and muted the volume on the TV ready for her to start talking.

 

“It’s Alex,” Pam said referring to their eldest daughter, without looking up from the phone as she typed back furiously. “She has a friend called Erin who she graduated with at college, and Erin is coming to join the school staff where I work. Pam has asked if Erin can stay in her old room until she is familiar with the area before she finds a flat.”

 

John waited as he knew there was something else to be said as his wife Pam wouldn’t have interrupted his watching of the football match unless she wanted his approval on something. They had been married for nearly 30 years and were settled in their home having raised four children in a happy environment filled with noise and laughter. Since their eldest daughter Alex moved out a few years ago it was starting to feel a little large with just the two of them. The three younger children were all at college or university, but John had little doubt they would all find their own way after graduation which wouldn’t include returning to the family nest. Whilst the temptation was there to move further into the country it was convenient for his wife to travel to the local school where she was a 3rd grade teacher. At 60 John still had a few years left at the local fire department before he could draw his pension and the station was just a few blocks down the street. Maybe once the kids were settled and he had at least retired, they might consider the move.

 

John studied his wife as she typed and could feel a stirring in his pants as he admired the curve of her breasts that still had little sag despite her reaching 50 last year. Her long brunette hair was naturally wavy. John who was 10 years her senior, kept himself in good condition as a firefighter, watching what he ate and was careful with what he drank. She was still as sexy as hell and since the kids had moved out the only real difference to their sex life was that it had expanded physically out of the bedroom. He didn’t need any help from the little blue pills though they had tried one a few months back that had resulted in a weekend sex marathon.

 

To look at Pam you would see the stereotypical prim and proper woman who went to church every Sunday and swear words were something that she tolerated on television but never in her house. This was true until Pam had a few too many when inhibitions fell like Autumn leaves from the trees in their garden. John always knew he was going to get lucky whenever she poured herself a large Southern Comfort or mixed a Manhattan. During dinner, she would reveal that she was wearing some type of sexy underwear ranging from garter belts through to lace top hold-ups.

 

It was uncommon with the second or third for her to demand oral sex, something which John was always happy to provide. He loved the taste of his wife as he licked and fingered driving her into a frenzy. It was then that they would explore some of their fantasies with John breaking from his oral ministrations for a moment and starting a scene which Pam would then continue with great enthusiasm. These would range from Pam being gang-banged by a group of locals through to her being seduced by a young lesbian and made to lick her as John was licking her at that moment. Although they had never gone further than fantasy some of the scenes were very graphic and Pam would come hard, squirting into John’s mouth. The climax would then be John fucking her as she continued to describe in detail what was happening to her in their fantasy.

 

Afterwards, they would cuddle and fall asleep and the animal that Pam had been in bed would vanish to once again be replaced with the prim and proper lady she portrayed. They would never discuss their fantasies during the day, but John always made sure there was a good supply of Southern Comfort and Bourbon in the house ready for their next session.

 

*****

 

Three weeks later Erin moved into Alex’s old room. As she said bearing in mind that she and Alex shared a room at college, they knew each other pretty well. Pam used to take Erin to work every day and for John, it was great having someone else round the house though it did cramp their lovemaking a little.

 

Erin was lying in her bed on the phone to Alex as she heard John and Pam’s bed creaking in the background.

 

“OMG your Mom and Dad are still doing it at their age,” Erin giggled down the phone before turning it to the wall so Alex could listen to the rhythmic banging of the headboard.

 

“Ewww that’s gross stop it,” Alex laughed down the phone. “In all seriousness how’s it going?”

 

“Really good,” Erin said smiling, “Your Mom is a proper MILF.”

 

Alex shivered as she remembered Erin using that expression before.

 

When Alex and Erin had shared a room, Erin had made it pretty obvious that if Alex wanted to join her in bed, she would be more than welcome. Alex made it blatantly clear that she didn’t swing that way but had nothing against those who did. When Erin got drunk, she would often try it on with Alex who would gently but firmly dissuade her. They had a code that if the gnome that sat outside the door was turned away then it meant that the other was busy inside. One particular evening the gnome was as normal but as soon as Alex entered their apartment, she knew by the noises that Erin was engaged in some form of sexual activity. A little tipsy Alex decided to peek and was treated to the sight of Erin fucking Mrs Jones, their ethics lecturer with a huge strap-on. Erin had her by her blonde ponytail and was slamming into her as she shouted, “Yeah I am fucking your slutty MILF cunt, and you love it don’t you?”

 

Alex tried to back away quietly, but Erin must have heard her as she turned and smiled at Alex before fucking Mrs Jones harder, sending her down into the bed sheets with moans of pleasure and pain.

 

Later when Alex chastised Erin for not following the warning code Erin just laughed as she said, “Sorry but I was so eager to get into her MILF pussy I clean forgot,” then added almost as an afterthought, “MILFs send me wild with desire especially if they are married.”

 

“You haven’t tried it on with Mom…have you?” Alex said quickly.

 

“Of course not,” Erin giggled, “anyway she seems to like cock too much.”

 

Erin was in some ways pleased that she was on audio rather than video as it meant that Alex couldn’t see her naked and touching herself, not that she would have minded Alex seeing. She realised that she was masturbating to the sound of Pam getting fucked. As it was starting to get quite heated in the other room, Erin decided to end the call with Alex so she could concentrate on the action.