[Pervy Hubby]

I called Maria and told her I that I was ready to meet. We set a time and she gave me the address of her apartment.

When I showed up, Maria was wearing a lovely black silk robe that contrasted dramatically with her pink hair. She gave me a smile and she asked if I "wanted coffee or anything", then we both laughed and I said, "Well, I was hoping I could try something different this time." She smiled and gestured for me to follow her to her bedroom.

It was small and neatly decorated. The pictures around seemed to be of her family, with no sign of a boyfriend. Of course, I really wanted to see what was under the robe. "I went shopping yesterday," she said, "want to see what I got?" Not even waiting for my answer, she opened her robe. It was a nice black lace bra and panties, not at all what I expected given her punk rock dyed hair. The bra fit perfectly and showcased her light brown cleavage. I stepped up and playfully pushed her onto the bed, then quickly removed her bra. Her breasts full and round, with large tan areolae.

"Um, slow down a bit," she said, "I'm not very experienced." She explained that she only ever had one serious boyfriend, and the only did it a few times. This surprised me since I figured she was in her mid-twenties and been with a few guys, but I just agreed to go slow. As an aside, I always think it is funny and cute when young women act brazen about sex in public (remember her "cooch" remark) but act quite differently when they are intimate with someone.

I gave her a gentle kiss on the lips, then took my time playing with her soft breasts and enjoying her mild musky odor. She moaned softly and patted me on the head. After a while she asked, "Don't you want to kiss me more?"

I had held off because I had found that some women find deep kisses just as intimate as intercourse, but now that I had permission I gave her a deep lusty kiss while I continued to play with her breasts. Then she told me I could "put my thing in" which I thought was cute.

"One more thing," I said, and pulled down her panties. She was smoothly shaved, with just a landing strip, and I could smell her wetness. I was just about to bury my face in her pussy, when she said, "Sorry, I don't like to be licked."

This was disappointing. If she had been more experienced I would have touted my skill, but I didn't want to pressure her. My disappointment quickly faded when she handed me a condom. Her pussy was quite wet and took in my "thing" easily. I have noticed that younger women's vaginas have more texture (ribbed for his pleasure, so to speak) than older women's and that was true in Maria's case. She let me take the lead and I explored every bumpy inch of her womanhood with my cock. It only took me a couple minutes to come.

"Got another condom?" I asked.

"You can do it again? My boyfriend always did it once." This made me wonder about this ex-boyfriend (a few times? only came once each time?), but I just said, "You're very inspiring."

The second time I lasted longer, of course. I made Maria come too. I put my head on her breasts and we both enjoyed the post-coital glow.

After a while, Maria should she needed to get to work. I got dressed, and then remembered I never gave her her tennis bracelet. I took out the jewelry box and dramatically opened it to reveal her tennis bracelet.

"This is amazing," she said, "I'm not sure I can accept this."

I knew this was somewhat of a ritual, and I reassured her, "You're amazing, and you should take it."

After that there was not much left to say. When I got home, PW made me spill all of the details. Then she said I really seemed to like Maria and that she wanted me to stay from her, and from the cafe. I got PW's permission to say goodbye.

I stopped by the cafe and indicated we needed to talk privately. "You don't need to say anything," she said, "I know how a woman thinks. Your wife wants you to stay away from here now."

I nodded and gave her a chaste peck on the cheek. I never saw her again.

That was my last birthday screw, because the next year my marriage had taken a downward turn and we no longer had that level of trust. For what it is worth, I think the gifts from PW were good for our marriage, even if it didn't work out in the long run.