“You’re kidding me,” Donna replied as she and Peg Reynolds sat over coffee in Donna’s kitchen. “You mean just an hour ago he was fucking you on the trunk of the car?”

“Yep,” Peg replied. “Fifty years old and he plows me harder these days than when we were twenty five.”

“I’m totally jealous,” Donna replied. “How does a man do that at his age?”

As Peg walked home a half hour later-it really had been a full day-she thought to herself ‘How does a man do that at his age?’ The wide-hipped forty eight year old tried reasoning her husband’s newly active libido, the way his cock rose now almost every second he was around her, how he’d plundered her so deep it hurt, how she would come three to four times even before he came

A thunderbolt suddenly hit Peg and she had to steady herself on the dining room table. ”He’s having an affair!” she growled into the phone when Donna picked up her cell. “He’s having a fucking affair.”

“I didn’t want to make any accusations,” Donna replied, “but unless he’s discovered the fountain of youth, yeah, that would be my guess.”

“I’ve got to catch him,” Peg growled.

“Yes, we do,” Donna agreed.

“Do you think he’ll see her today,” Donna asked the next morning as she pulled into traffic following John’s car on his way to the office.

“He fucked me just this morning before breakfast,” Peg explained, her tiny gray eyes pinned to passing traffic before them. “He’s gonna need her bad to keep up this pace.”

“Don’t get too close,” Peg added and Donna eased off on the accelerator as John made a turn away from his office.

“Well, at least she lives in a nice place,” Donna joked as they stopped a half hour later a block away from the large house John had parked his car in front of.

“Funny,” Peg replied. “Let’s go.” The friends got out of the parked car and made their way past two manicured lawns to the spacious Tudor.

“Gonna ring the bell?” Donna asked.

“I’m not sure what I’m gonna do,” Peg whispered. “But let’s give them a few minutes to get into something.”

Five minutes later, seething and twitching at what she could only imagine, Peg instinctively reached to the front door’s handle and it actually turned! The door was unlocked, so Peg looked to Donna-who simply shrugged her shoulders- and the pair padded into the house and quietly up the stairs they faced.

“Oh, John,” a feminine voice sighed beyond the first closed door they came to. “I love when you lick me like tha…”

“W-what, who are you?” the naked young blonde with her legs spread yelled to the two women who suddenly entered her bedroom.

“Tell her, John,” Peg said.

“John?” the young woman asked, turning on her side. John stood slowly from the bed, his beautiful cock unfurling to full hardness as he did so.

‘Damn him and his big cock,’ Peg thought.

‘Damn him, he’s got a big cock,’ thought Donna.

“You like the way I fuck you, right?” the tall man began.

“What?” Peg asked, stepping back as if her husband had struck her.

“John?” the blonde on the bed asked, lying fully on her stomach now.

‘Damn, her and her perfect young ass,” Peg thought.

‘Damn, that’s a perfect ass,’ Donna mused.

“Lately, the way we’ve been, you’re getting good fuckings, right?”

“John, you’re cheating on me!” Peg screamed.

“John,” Donna tried.

“It’s all because of her,” the tall man said turning back to the beauty on the bed. The younger woman lifted her arm and gave them all a quick wave.

“Everybody in this room knows you don’t stay married to some one as long as we have been married without true, real love. This is a fling that keeps me in shape coming back to the woman I love.”

Saying all this the man stepped close enough to Peg that she could just reach out and… ”You really should consider this,” Donna interjected stepping forward. She reached down between Peg and John and grabbed the man’s wagging hard big dick.

“I’m not saying I excuse him,” Peg’s best friend continued as John held his breath. “But really this belongs to you.”

At this all the women in the room looked to the hard cock Donna was pulling on and all three ladies smiled.

Except John.