How Marshal and I met in college, how sweet and romantic he was, the time he drove twelve hours straight to San Francisco when I broke my leg attending a business conference, our five wonderful years of marriage. That damned itch in my pussy drowned out all of that, getting fucked by my obsession was the only thing that mattered to me anymore. I reached for the mens room door, reaching for it, when it swung open, and the stranger stood before me. His watery eyes lit up when he saw me. My passions exploded, and I just threw my arms around his neck, kissing him. He stiffened in surprise, then relaxed and started kissing me back. I pushed him through the bathroom door, attacking him, pouncing on him like a hunting cat on her prey. I needed that cock in me so bad. I pulled him into the middle of the three stalls. I bent over the toilet, resting my elbows on the tank, and waggled my ass at him. He needed no encouragement, and just pulled up my skirt. I wore a pair of see through, black. She was a force of nature in allpositions, a real goddess of sex. The fact that she was caressing my asshere and there just added to the horniness of being in bed with the mostamazing woman that ever walked the earth. I made sure to be on top at alltime so I wouldn't have to look at my own dick. I had no idea about howlong I could hide my other transformation but that night I just wanted tomake her happy like she made me just a couple of hours earlier. We onlystopped one and a half hours later, when she hit her second orgasm and Icame into her. She was on the pill so we could enjoy our intercourseswithout a condom. We both fell asleep, tired but happy. I wasparticularly relaxed because I told her at least half of my secret and itwas definitely not a problem for her.-----------The next morning, a Monday, our usual routine began. Cuddle in bed, go tothe kitchen together for breakfast, then she would take a quick showerand I would do the same once she was done. Up until that point.
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