We were down in Cape Town last year over the holidays. I had brought my father along to visit South Africa for the first time. My hubs and I had mentioned we would be down visiting from Johannesburg on our profile and the responses were overwhelming to say the least. So thanks to all our Cape Town friends even though we couldn’t meet everyone due to family commitments. I had been contacted by a 32 year old blonde surfer bodied guy, tall handsome ripped and beautiful hands (hands are important to me). We had been chatting discreetly as he has a girlfriend. One weekend morning I got a text saying his girlfriend was staying with friends or family this weekend and would it be possible for a meet. After discussing it with my husband we had a plan. Go out for lunch and get my father a little tipsy. By 16:00 my dad was well on his way and wanted to rest so we told the waiter to keep our table whilst walking him back home from the Peter (5 minutes). During the walk back I texted *Erich and he arrived 45 minutes later on his motorcycle. As he approached our table I could see the glint in his eyes, taking off his gloves and then giving me an embrace and sweet gentle kiss on the lips. A really special moment to savor. I sat on his side of the table both Edrich and myself facing my husband. The conversation flowed and everyone was comfortable. *Erichs beautiful hand locked with mine, whilst his other hand teased my thighs and his toes playing with mine under the table. I was wearing a strapless red dress without panties or bra, my nipples protruding through the dress even the waiter could not give us enough eye service. After a few drinks my husband went inside to the loo. Leaving *Erich and myself in a passionate kissing and feeling session at the table as the sun began to set. We decided to go back home (*Edrich leaving his Bike at the Peter) around 21:30, I walked hand in hand with *Erich, chatting kissing and embracing whilst my husband walked behind enjoying the views underneath the street lights. We made it inside the house, my father fast asleep upstairs. We got some chairs, some drinks and sat outside in the dark with only a little bit of moon light through the clouds. *Erichs hands were electric as we chatted, caressing my palms, my arms my legs eventually moving my strapless dress down and suckling my nipples whilst his fingers stocked my thighs and eventually my clit and inside me. A door opens and we all rustle about on the patio. My father walks down the stairs wanting a cigarette and a drink. We turn on the lights and my husband introduces *Erich as his work colleague from Cape Town. My father suspecting something talks to me in Russian. He stares *Erich in the eyes, has a glass of wine and a smoke and makes his way back up to bed. We eventually settle down again and move inside on the couch... *Erich kissing me and then going down on me while I’m sitting and him on his knees... My husband watches from the single seater... *Erich stands up and I take down his jeans and underwear whilst he takes off his top... His cock now gently rocking in between by breasts... my tongue licks his tip... beautiful sticky sweet saltines. I stand up and kiss him then push him on the couch... I lift up my dress exposing my pussy and get on top of him as he caresses my breasts. Our eyes lock and we kiss, his beautiful wood searching for my ocean... his head piercing my lips apart. God he is big and I close my eyes as my hips push deeper to feel the fullness of his love. We felt something so connected, making me orgasm over and over (my husband brought me a pillow to moan into so I wouldn’t wake my father) and he had me in every position splitting my pussy open like a blade of grass splitting a tight rock.... I was now being taken from behind, my pussy being taken to new heights, my mind exploding in a haze of love. My pussy contacting so hard on his cock and then he pulls out, marking the back of my bum full of his love. I feel it gathering at my lips and feel him watching it accumulating and then he pushes his cock inside me again pushing his babies deep inside my hungry pussy. We eventually get up, hand in hand embrace and have a long beautiful kiss. I would of invited him to our bed but with my father it meant he had to sleep in the spare room at around 1am. I was exhausted and my husband wanted details. Tomorrow I said. My husband woke up at around 3.30 am. I don’t think he slept all night with the excitement. I was still fast asleep and he had woken up *Erich. I vaguely remember hearing the door lock in my sleep and then feeling this amazing electric touch and hug from behind. I was naked underneath the covers with a hard giant between my bum cheeks. I was gently woken up with kisses on my neck and ears, then my lips. How can one refuse this man? His cock once again seeking my love that he had found previously. I turned and lay on my back, I felt his ripped arms and body around me and then feeling his arched cock unlock me and take me as his prize. The kissing was intense, we could not get enough of each other. I was in heaven and could not resist. I felt him relax and then pulse. His cock swelling every time against my g spot. I was almost in tears from this orgasm. So very precious. We lay together for a while, our bodies pressed and touching. He then got dressed and walked back to get his bike and go home. Before leaving he kissed my hand like a gentle man saying farewell to his queen. To this day we are still in contact and we know we will always be special boyfriend and girlfriend even with distance separating us.