Anais has been married to Becker for 19 years. Their marriage is happy and to an extent satisfying. Becker is a hard-working man who has made sure his family is well-taken care of. They had two boys who were 13 and 11yrs. The boys have taken after their father when it comes to sport and in particular, their love of football, as Becker would often joke "in this house, we call it football".
Ana was a great stay-at-home mom, her days were arranged like clockwork, her life pretty much revolved around her family and making sure they were taken care of. She in turn made sure she took care of herself. She worked out routinely and had fallen in love with Yoga and Pilates many years ago, her body didn't hide this fact. Ana had an amazing physique, her well-toned body betrayed her age, she looked nothing close to 45.
It was on a typical Wednesday afternoon that Ana would awaken in her aside she didn't know existed. The boys were back from school and were getting ready for soccer practice. Becker had arranged private coaching for the boys at a high-performance center. The coach was a guy named Troy who was a soccer player in his younger days, but as the story often goes injury prevented him from having a long playing career. As they arrived at the HPC reception Ana asked for coach Troy. When Troy walked in Ana noticed.
Troy was a tall light-skinned black man, he was toned in all the right places and had a great smile. He was confident and his eyes had a kindness about them. "Hi I am Troy, you must be Ana and these are the future champs," he said with a deep voice as he reached out his hand for a handshake. Ana stood up and shook the big hand, "Hi, this is Marc and Ceasar". Troy shared some soccer banter with the boys, asking their favourite club and player, she was used to hearing this talk around the house. As the boys chatted away with Troy something was happening to Anais, she was just transfixed on this man, behind her designer shades she was stealing a look at Troy she caught herself and quickly snapped out of it. Troy took them to the training facility showing them around telling the boys stories of the place and the many sports start they will meet if they come to practice regularly. Troy told the boys to change into their boots and get ready to get started, showed them their lockers for the day. As he walked back to Ana, she found herself taking him in, looking down his shorts, and again she caught herself, surprised by this need to perv this man.
Troy's voice helps snap her out of her confusing almost teenage girl like daze, "don't worry I will take care of the champs and you can come to pick them up after an hour", he walked her out and they said their goodbyes. As she sat in her car getting ready to drive off, she looked at the rearview mirror to steal one more look of Troy as he walked away. As he disappeared out of view she adjusted the mirror to herself as if to look at herself and say "and then? what was that?". As she drove off her mind was caught in a loop of questions and images of Troy's smile, the feeling of his handshake, She had a sudden urge to buy lingerie.
As shopped around she resisted the urge to think about Troy, and started looking for items her husband would enjoy. Ana and Becker had an ok sex life, sparks were there and the sex was also great, she had no reason perving her kids' soccer coach. an hour went by and she was back at the HPC. In the car, she had one more look in the mirror before she walked out, "stop it" she said to herself. She got to the centre and waited at the reception. Troy and the boys walked out gleaming and chatting loudly, the boys couldn't stop talking. "Hi, Ana. There you go, keep these little rascals for me till next week" with that smile. "Thanks, Troy, same time next week?" Ana said as she reached out her hand for a handshake. Troy shook her hand and again that spark, this time it was made worse by the musky smell of sweat and cologne. As she walked out with the boys she looked back one more time and she caught Troy looking at her, she grinned and waved by as she pushed open the door.
On the drive home the boys were going crazy about Troy and how good he is, all she was thinking about was that look she caught. "Was he eying me? he was eying me. No, he wasn't, he is a young sexy man, he isn't eyeing a 40 something soccer mom". As they arrived home and unloaded the car, Ana snapped out of it and got her supermom game face on, it was shower, homework and dinner o'clock. Later that evening as the family settled in for dinner, Becker asked the boys about their new coach.
"oh, my word," she thought to herself. She had managed to get her thoughts off the subject of Troy and now it will become dinner table chatter for the foreseeable future. Later that evening the boys were in bed and Becker was getting a bottle of wine in the bar. Ana got ready to take a shower, as she took off her panties she noticed she had a wet stain, as much as her mind was wrestling with the idea her body was not in doubt, she was turned on by the new soccer coach. Well, she would have to take it out on Becker that evening. She got dressed in the lingerie she bought earlier in the day, put on her sexiest perfume and went to attack Becker.
As they sipped their wine and chatted away in their bar/grown-ups only section of the house, she started her assault on her unsuspecting husband. Becker loved his wife's body and would never pass up an opportunity to admire and ravish it. Ana stood up and said "I have something for you Mr B", as she pulled him towards their couch, where they have had many explosive sessions. throwing him back into the couch she undressed him as she spoke dirty about what she was about to do to him. Becker loved it when Ana acted slutty and would often return it in kind, by fucking her like a slut. On his back, naked with a raging hard-on, Becker grinned for he new "Slutty Ana had come to visit again". Ana got on her and started sucking Becker's cock. He had a big cock, and he knew how to use it, but tonight Ana's aggressive slutiness made it appear an inch bigger. After sucking him till his veiny cock was involuntarily twitching (Becker called this an old tantra trick he learned in college), she stood up to reveal the new lingerie piece.
"You like?" she asked as she teased him. "I love," he said, with sincerity that always turned her on. She had on a leopard print two-piece. The thong had two straps on the sides that revealed her sexy yoga body and the bra was a perfect fit. She straddled Becker, moved her panties to the side and started riding his hard veiny cock. She rode him till she came, them Becker got up threw her on the couch and went at her aggressively. He fucked her on her back, legs wide spread and his hands gripping the back of her knees. He pumped his hard cock in and out while talking dirty to her. Whenever Sluty Ana showed up, the dirty talk was a given. He pulled out of her, took off the thong and put her on her knees, he fucked from behind till she came again, this time louder than the 1st time. Her tight pussy convulsions would send Becker over the edge as he started to pump her harder and faster. Her moans were loud and rhythmic, her manicured hands gripping the couch while her head was draped over the edge, Becker gripped her ass and exploded inside of her, sending her over the edge again for another orgasm.
They fell into each other's arms covered in sweat, catching their breath. "Hello Slutty Ana" Becker muttered through his gasps, "to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit". Ana with a grin planted a kiss on his lips and rested her head on his chest. "well in four weeks, you are getting on a plane and flying off to project for 2 weeks, so I have to stock up". "I see, it is going to be a fun four weeks till then" Becker responded. As they lay in each other's arms, the musky smell of Becker's cologne mixed with the sexy smell of cum dripping from her pussy, Ana's mind flashed that smile again, that handshake, the chiselled thighs she didn't even know she notice.
Troy....
Her pussy tingled, and it wouldn't be long till Becker was paying for it again.
To be continued.....
