My Wife and a young man

I must explain the scenario before I tell you a story about my wife slept with a young man. I am 37 years old, and my wife is 36. I was teaching a young guy. We were very close, I mean close like a father and a son. He is 20 years old, and his name is Vincent. My wife is 5’2 120lbs with blue eyes and blond hair down past her shoulders. Vincent is 6’1, and 190lbs with brown hair and green eyes.
The time goes fast and Vincent started hanging around at my house. My wife has been talking to me, telling me how hot he is, and how he’ll make some woman happy. Seeing her attraction for him, i decide i’ll have some fun in bed, and arouse her fantasies. I begin to tease her while making love, that I want her to fuck him, because he is young and probably needs a good fuck from a mature woman.

And this fantasies became a requested repeated sex scenario while having sex. My wife I always believed was too conservative to actually do such a thing, although the thought aroused me.
Some months back at we all were at a party, and I could have sworn I saw them kissing, but they said that they were just talking at a close distance, due to the loud music. I thought nothing of it and went on.
But my suspicions were confirmed last week when I was introduced to a scene of great sex which i thought i’d never seen before.

Vincent usually visits us for Breakfast, as he lives in the apartment buildings next to our house. Last week was like every other morning, he came over and we had some french toast. It was a rare occasion, in which he was not going into work, but still came for breakfast. We talked and the time flew by, before i knew it I only had 10 mins to get to work.
So I told Vincent that he could let himself out when he was done his coffee, and not to worry locking the door, because my wife was still home in bed. I rushed into the bedroom to kiss my wife goodbye. She was spread out in her sexy silk night gown. As I go to give her a kiss, she began trying to make out with me, and pawing at my crotch, being in a rush I denied her and told her Vincent was in the living room.

Suddenly I found out that I left my blackberry in my room, I started to walk towards the stares and could hear voices, so I slowly creeped up the stares to hear what was being said. I reached the ledge of the floor, and could see into the living room, and I’ll never forget that scene I saw that moment.
I saw my wife and Vincent sitting on the couch, as they both make out passionately, I notice her hand down his pants and see her rubbing around.

My wife then gets down on her knees, and takes out his cock, which must be about 9-10 inches. She doesn’t wait even a second to start sucking it, which she told me she didn’t like to do. As she sucks his cock, he starts to fondle her tits, and reach around and grab her nice firm ass. not even caring about time, I sit owed and watch with anticipation. Vincent and she both stand up, and take the clothes off. Then my wife lays down on the edge of the sofa, and Vincent begins to lick her pussy, and fingers her. I can see my wifes face, I can see the pleasure, and I become horny too.

He asks my wife “Do you have any condoms?”. My wife then replies with “I dont care, just put that big dick inside me!” She then pulls him inside of her and gasps. He pounds away for about 15 mins, and she is screaming in pleasure at this point. After a while she tells him to sit back, and feel a real woman fuck him. She mounts his cock and rides it for a good 20 mins, I can see the scratches already appearing on his chest. Vincent Asks my wife “Can I Fuck You DoggyStyle?” she relies with “Fuck yes, I thought you’d never ask”
Vincent continues fucking her, grabbing her hair and slapping her ass, they both moan after about another 15 mins or about that, he gasps out “I’m gonna cum!” My wife says, dont take it out, oh my god I want your cum inside me!”

And so he does, they both lay, pulled into eachother, dripping with sweat. I start to slowly sneak down stares, realizing the time that has passed and the things that just happened, the last thing I hear my wife say is “My God We Have To Do That Again”

So that’s all, I hope you enjoyed, because I didn’t really.