When his lovely wife had broken the news to him that he was going to be a 'daddy' again, Byron Wells had been in total shock, especially after having used the safety precaution of a good brand of condoms.  But he did know that it was still not a sure-fire prevention and that accidents still occurred.  With his daughter now a sophomore in high school, he realized that he'd be working close to the age of 60 before having the new child get through college.

Upon the birth of little baby Ryan, Byron was on top of the world in having a son to carry on the family name.  With his son in his arms, Byron was pleased with this 'accident' and wished it had in fact occurred sooner.  It would be a great pleasure in having a son to teach how to play ball and just to watch him grow up into a man.  His lovely wife looked so beautiful and so happy whenever she cuddled the baby to breast feed him or to just rock him to sleep.

Getting home early from his usual day at the country club, Byron learned from his daughter that his lovely wife had taken little Ryan out to the nearby park.  He knew that little Ryan just loved to crawl about on the mat, giggling at the pigeons walking about nearby.  The other week they had discovered Ryan's joy and both he and Megan threw some peanuts nearby to bring the pigeons even closer to the mat.

Home an hour earlier than normal, Byron decided to go the park and see if he could find his wife and son.  Driving to the park, it appeared that his wife and son had already departed from the area as her car was no where in sight.  He checked the parking lot where they normally parked the car, along with the one further down the road.  He was disappointed, wanting to be with his lovely wife and baby boy.

With time on his hands, Byron then decided to pick up a few things that he needed at the nearby hardware store.  Then out of the corner of his eye, he saw a car that seemed to resemble Megan's car near the treed area of the park.  At first he didn't think it would be his wife's car as Megan normally stayed away from this side of the park, saying its mainly an area for teenagers to smooch and not for little babies to play at.

Puzzled, Byron turned off to get a better look at the car.  The area had a lot of trees and many hedges lined the area, giving privacy to those who sought it.  With the crime rate low in this upper class neighborhood, such a secluded area was not a problem.  Parking his car, Byron got out found that indeed it was Megan's car.  He wondered about the white corvette parked immediately next to hers and slowly began to look about for his lovely wife and son.

Hearing some voices followed by laughing, Byron slowly edged his way against the hedges.  A chill went through him as he distinctly heard his wife's voice, wondering 'Who would Megan be meeting here in the park?  Why this secluded part of the park?'  Although it was definitely Megan's voice, followed by a male's voice, Byron could not bring himself to believe that she was here to meet another man.

Crouching down on his knees, Byron parted the leaves so he could peer through the hedge.  It was his lovely wife lying on the mat, clad in a pair of light green shorts and a white blouse with the bottom tied in a knot above her waist.  'But who was the male lying on the mat with his back to him?  With little Ryan lying between the two of them?' he wondered.  He saw the male's head lean forward to let Ryan reach up to touch his face and to pull at his long hair.  Then he heard his wife say "Say 'Hi' to your daddy, Ryan!"

Byron's mouth dropped open as he watched his beautiful wife lean over to kiss the man in a deep passionate kiss, the type of kiss that only lovers would engage in.  Then he observed his wife lifting the baby up in the air, teasing him, placing him on his back on the other side of the mat from her.  He watched as his wife got a milk bottle out of the baby bag and held it to little Ryan's lips till he began sucking on it and his little hands held the bottle on his own.

He then saw his wife roll on the mat to fit herself so that her back fit into the groove of the male figure with her back up against his chest.  Byron watched as the male's arm moved around his wife's body to embrace her tightly to him.  He then saw some fumbling motions, saw the bottom portion of Megan's white blouse in the male's hand and realized that this stranger had just untied the knot of his wife's blouse.

"Ohhhhh, lover ………………..ohhhhhh, yes ………………touch me …………..touch me!" Byron heard his wife moan.  He watched as the male leaned forward to nuzzle at his wife's neck, kissing her neck and moving to nibble at her ear lobe.  Byron then saw the male's arm moving down at an angle, the hand moving around his wife's waist.  "Ohhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhh ……………ohhhhh, Kurt ……………….touch me ……………yessssss ……………….ahhhhhhhhh!  Ohhhhhh, yeeesssss ……………….finger me ……………finger me ………………..oh, Goddddddd …………….I ……………..I'm cumminggggggggg!"

 

Moments later, Byron watched as his beautiful wife recovered from the mind-shattering orgasm that had left her in a stupor.  Then she turned to embrace her young lover with a deep passionate kiss.  Next she was pushing him onto his back as she bent over to plant a passionate kiss on his lips.  It was then that Byron recognized his wife's lover, the handsome teen that was once his daughter's boyfriend.

Byron recalled how upset his daughter had become a year ago after the break-up with this handsome teen, indicating that it appeared that her ex-boyfriend had found another gal in his life.  Now he realized just who that other gal was.  From what he had heard and seen, adding in the time of his daughter's breakup and the birth of little Ryan, Byron now knew he was not the true father of his son.

When the passionate kiss ended, Byron then saw his wife look towards the open park, making sure that no one was nearby.  His heart pounded in his chest, seeing his wife's manicured fingers undoing the teen's belt and unbuttoning the jeans and drawing down the zipper.  Watching her petite hand slip under the jockey shorts to drag out the teen's thick manhood, his eyes bugged out as his wife leaned over the teen's waist.  'Surely, she's not going down on the teen?  Not out in the open in this park!' he told himself.  Eyes wide and mouth wide open, Byron was flabbergasted as his beautiful wife opened her pink lips to engulf the thick cockhead.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh …………………………oh, Godddddddd ……………..ohhhhhhhhh, Mrs. Wellssssssss!  Oh, yessssssss …………………ohhhhhhhhh ………………suck me ……………suck me …………………….yesssssssssssss!" came the panting groans from the horny teen.  Watching intently from the bushes, Byron saw the muscular teen hunch his hips up to fuck himself into his beautiful wife's face.  Observing the way in which his wife pumped the thick cock in her fist, bobbing her head up and down the lengthy pole, it became obvious that she was intent on gobbling up all the love juices that the teen had to offer.

Seeing the teen wrap his hands into Megan's long silky hair, Byron knew that there was no way the teen would let her up until she ate all this hot milky cum.  "Ohhhhhhhhhh ……….Mrs. Wells ……………………….ohhhhhhhhhhh ………………..suck it …………….suck itttttttt!  Ohhhhhhh ……………I …………………I'm gonna cum ………….gonna cum in your hot sucking mouth!   Cumming ……………..…….I'm cumminggggggg …………………ahhhh ……………ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Byron heard the teen groan.  He saw the teen arching his hips up into Megan's tightly held head, obviously feeding her his hot thick cream.

An hour later, back at home, Byron sipped at this second gin martini as he heard the garage door opening.  Having quietly left the park, Byron had rushed on home and immediately gone upstairs and into the privacy of the master bathroom.  He could barely walk up the stairs as the front of his pants remained tented and his cock continued to throb.

He unzipped his pants as he stood before the toilet and closed his eyes in recollection of what he had witnessed in the park.  Byron knew he should be outraged at what he had seen, that he should make immediate plans to divorce Megan but his pulsating cock had him in a state of excitement that he had never before experienced.  Wanking at his throbbing manhood, he then unleashed his pent-up load into the toilet, the largest quantity of cum that he had ever generated at one time.

As Megan carried the baby carrier and struggled with the door, Byron rushed over to help take the baby carrier from her.  Placing the carrier down on the kitchen table, he grabbed his wife's arm and pulled her towards him.  He could see that his lovely wife had applied a fresh coat of lipstick to her sweet pink lips.  Having taken his wife by surprise, he could feel the shudder of apprehension course through her body as he bent down to plant a kiss on her lips.  He could feel her try to pull away as he kissed her lips, then delved the tip of his tongue in between her lips.

Even with the camouflage of the fresh taste of lipstick, Byron could still detect the taste of male essence that coated her mouth.  Never would he have dreamt that he would react in such a manner, kissing his wife passionately after catching her in the act of being unfaithful to him.  Kissing her on her sweet pink lips, the very lips that were so recently wrapped around a teenager's spurting cock.  Byron couldn't explain the thrill of excitement that coursed throughout his entire body as he held his lovely wife's sexy body up against him.

That night, Byron told his wife that he wanted to finish up a television show and that he'd shower whenever she got done.  Once Megan was done showering, he then went in for his shower.  But his main objective was to retrieve his wife's panties from the hamper.  Finding the lacy white panties that lay atop the clothing in the hamper, Byron withdrew the lacy item and looked at the stained and still damp crotch.

Holding it up to his nose, Byron inhaled the sexy fragrance of his lovely wife, knowing that her juices had overflowed upon it after the fingering she received from her teenage stud.  Wrapping the soft silky panties around his throbbing cock, he turned towards the toilet and quickly spurted out another load of his pent-up lust.  'God, what's wrong with me?  I catch my wife cheating on me and I'm more fuck'n turned on than ever!' he wondered.

Normally, Saturday night was their night for lovemaking but Byron decided to feign the part of being exhausted and pretended to be fast asleep.  As he pretended to be asleep, he wondered 'If I keep Megan short of sex, I bet she'll soon be crawling the walls to be with that young stud of hers again!  I wonder if she brings him here to fuck her right on the bed that we share together?  Shit, I wonder if Kurt knocked her up with little Ryan right here on this very bed?'

That next week, Byron spent his lunch hours at the shop called the 'Spy World' that specialized in hidden cameras and all the new up-to-date gadgets involved in being discrete in spying.  At work, he could not concentrate for very long, wondering if he was being replaced whenever he went out to the country club.  The thoughts of purchasing such equipment were not to catch his beautiful wife in the act so he could proceed with divorce proceeding.  Instead, his only thoughts were to get everything on tape so that he could watch the exciting scenes late at night in the privacy of his basement workshop.

All Bryon could think of was his beautiful wife getting it on with her teenage stud.  With Megan working during the days and home at night, he realized that she had to be meeting young Kurt during the weekends unless she was taking time off from work to meet with him somewhere else.  With their daughter out most of the day and nights during the weekends and him at the country club, he realized that weekends were the most opportune time for them to be together.

Meeting and talking to the personnel at the Spy World, reading the brochures given to him, Byron went home at night to survey the master bedroom carefully.  With Megan busy cooking dinner, he opened up the overhead vent to see how much room was available to place a camera in it.  Then he looked about the room and closet, looking for other hiding places.  Staring at the closet, he wondered if he would be able to sneak back into the house after pretending to go to the country club and hide out there.

Realizing that he would never be able to get back into the house and upstairs into the closet without being seen, Byron concluded that the Spy World was the answer.  On Thursday, he spared no expense at the retail outlet, spending over $3,000 in state-of-the-art spy equipment.  He also arranged to take the next day off, though he wouldn't tell his wife he was doing so, allowing him the entire day to get things set up properly.

At dinner that night, their daughter indicated that she would be going out early on Saturday morning to spend the day with friends.  Her plans were first to go to the mall followed by a movie with her group of teenage friends, indicating that she'd be home for dinner before going out on a date.  Then Byron asked "Honey, is it okay if I go to the club for my regular round of golf with the boys?  Would you like for me to rush on home right after the golfing is done?"  He was quite pleased to hear his wife's response "Oh, no, I know you like to have a few beers with the boy after golf!  I'll be fine with little Ryan!"

The next day, Byron left home at the scheduled time that he normally did but went to the nearby coffee shop to bide his time.  A half-hour later, he pulled up into the empty garage and went upstairs to change into a comfortable set of clothes.  Down in his basement workshop, he laid out all the new equipment he had purchased and went about with the set up.  Fortunately Byron loved to tinker around with electronic equipment, otherwise it would have been quite a task to get everything set up properly.

Early the next morning, Byron packed up his golf clubs and headed out of the garage exactly at the same time that he did each Saturday.  With his daughter not planning to leave for a half-hour, he drove to the coffee shop where he purchased the morning paper and ordered a tall mocha.  He kept an eye on the time, wondering whether or not his expensive equipment would come into use.

As he read the paper, Byron noticed a white corvette pull up into the parking lot, the same car that was parked next to his wife's at the park last week.  Drawing the paper up closer, hiding his face in it, he watched as the young teen made his way into the coffee shop.  Instead of rushing off to head on back home, Byron observed the teen sit down at the table in front, with the teen's back to him.

Moments later, the teen's cell phone began ringing and he pressed the button to answer it.  Leaning forward into the paper, Byron eavesdropped on the teen's conversation, hearing "Hi beautiful!  Coast all clear?  I'm at the coffee shop, sipping on a cup and waiting for your call!  Can I bring you a cup?  Sure?  That goes for me too ………….can't wait to get my hands on your sexy bod!  Hmmm, gonna have you begging in a few minutes!  Gonna have you climbing the walls and screaming your little head off, Mrs. Wells!"

Once the teen had hopped into his corvette and sped off, Byron got into his car and headed towards his home.  Parking on a small residential street two blocks from home, he then cut through a neighbor's yard that bordered his backyard, making his way to the outside door that led directly to the basement.  He licked his lips in anticipation as he turned on the television set, all the cameras that he had installed, and the video recorders set up for each camera.

Using the overhead camera that was installed in the ceiling vent, Byron guided the remote toggle switch to find his wife and teenage lover embraced in a deep passionate kiss just inside the master bedroom.  When he had left home, Megan was dressed in a blouse and pair of shorts.  Now his wife had her white terrycloth robe on, tied at the waist.  With the toggle switch in hand, the camera worked perfectly in following the couple's slow movements toward the king-sized bed.  Byron was surprised at how clear the reception was on his television set.

Now as the couple stood at the side of the bed, Byron watched as the young teen pulled the tie holding the robe together.  Heart pounding in anticipation, Byron found that his wife had donned on her sexy white negligee that clearly revealed all her feminine charms.  It was a garment that Megan would wear to tease him, telling him she was hot for sex, something he had not seen in quite some time.  But now his beautiful wife was wearing it for her teenage stud.

Byron watched intently as he watched Kurt slowly undo the front of the see-through negligee.  He watched as the teen bent over to suckle at the tips of Megan's perfect breasts, saw his wife's eyes close as she threw her head back in ecstasy, her arms encircling her lover's head.  Seeing Megan's lips move, Byron moved to turn up the volume to hear " ……………..ohhhhhhhhh, lover ………………..yesssssssss!"

With the robe and negligee on the bedroom carpet, his lovely wife's beautiful body was on display for her teenage lover.  Byron then watched as the young teen began to disrobe with Megan anxiously assisting her lover with the belt of his jeans.  Before leaving that morning, Byron had observed his wife making the bed.  Now he watched his wife drawing down the covers to that very same bed.

Watching in total amazement as his lovely wife lay on her back upon their marital bed, arms and legs open wide to welcome her teen lover, Byron could not believe the display of wanton lust.  "Oh, lover ………………………I want you so badly!  Please, Kurt …………….please …………….oh, lover …………..fuck me ……………….fuck me!  Fuck me …………..please, Kurt …………I'm yours ………….all yours ………………I belong to you ………….only you!" Byron heard through the television.

It was going to be the most wild and energetic fuck that Byron had ever witnessed, far better than any x-rated flick that he had ever seen.  Now the screen showing his wife's sexy arms and legs wrapped tightly around her young lover.  Byron had to admit that young Kurt was some stud as he hammered away between Megan's widespread legs.  His heart sank a bit when he heard "Oh, lover …………..fuck me!  Make us another little precious baby!  It'll be so nice to give your son a little playmate!  Oh, Kurt ……………Kurt ………….knock me up again!"

"Ohhhhhhh, Mrs. Wells ……………………you're so tight ………………..ohhhhh, I'm gonna have to stretch you out good again …………..gonna fuck you real good!  I want to make your belly swell up again …………….…………….make us another baby!" Kurt groaned as he speared his thick cockhead between her tight cuntlips.  Pushing his cockhead in a bit, it was such a tight fit that caused him to moan "Oh, Mrs. Wells ………………you're so fucking tight …………………….feels like you haven't had a cock in you for ages!  Ohhhhhhh ……………yeah, Mrs. Wells ……….I'm going stretch you out good again!"

 

Megan arched her hips up as the teen's lengthy cock lunged into her, trying to get it in as deeply as possible.  Faster and faster the cock jackhammered into her, driving her to the brink of a mind-shattering orgasm.  Body quivering with excitement, Megan moaned "Oh, Godddddd …………………oh, Goddddddddd ……………….oh, yesssss ……………yessssssssssss ………………fuck me …………..fuck me!  Fuck me, stud ………………..yes ……………..oh, yes ……….cum ………….cum in me!"

"Ohhhhhhh …………….oh, Mrs. Wells …………….. I'm going to fuck another baby in your little tummy!  What will Mr. Wells think when you tell him you're pregnant again?  Oh, baby …………………..gonna cum ………………….gonna fill you up!  Oh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Kurt yelled as his cock exploded.  As spurt after hot spurt of his thick jism filled her fertile womb, he felt her trim legs tighten around him as she arched up into him, moaning "Oh, Kurt ……………….oh, lover ………………fill me ……..fill me with your seed!  Oh, God …………………….ohhhhhhhhhh ………….I …………………I'm cumminggggggggg!"

With his wife and lover asleep in each other's arms, Byron took a break and got a beer from the small refrigerator in the basement.  'Man, I've got to admit that was some fantastic show!  Never seen Megan so fucking hot to trot!  That young stud of hers sure got the equipment to do the job!  God, if I could perform like that, I'd certainly try to get into every little bitch's panties that I could too!  I wonder just how many women that young stud's knocked up and the husband's under the impression that he was responsible for the deed?' he thought to himself.

Licking his lips in anticipation as the occupants on the bed began to stir, Byron looked at the television intently as he watch his lovely wife sitting upon her lover, straddling him with her back to him.  Flicking the switch to another camera, it was focused directly upon his wife's contorted face as her young stud fumbled behind her.  He gasped when he heard his wife's voice on the television "Oh, Kurt ………what ………………what are you doing?  No ………….…no ……noooooooooo ……..not there!  I ……………I've never had it there before!  Kurt ………….no ……………..no …………….I'm afraid!"

Byron could not believe himself as he was actually cheering the young stud on, watching at the teen got out from under his wife and pushing her onto all fours.  Byron mouthed his encouragement "Don't take 'no' for an answer, Kurt!  Give it to her!  Rip her cherry ass apart!  Make her scream!  I want to hear my wife scream her head off when you ream her good!  Give it to her ………….give it to her ……………harddddddd!"  Through the television, Byron saw his wife panting in fear as her teen lover mounted her.

 

"Awwwwww …………..ohhhhhh, God ………….Kurt, it hurtsssss …………stop ……………….stoppppp!   Owwwwwww ……………..ohhhhhhhhhh, it hurtssssss ………………it hurts so baddddddddddddddd!" Byron heard his wife scream.  He saw her body quiver with pain, saw the teen's hands on her hips as he reared back and slammed himself into her tight little ass.  "Owwwwww …………………..ohhhhhhh!" came the shrill of pain in response to the teen's lunge.

Then came the teen's voice over the television set "Oh, Mrs. Wells ………….oh, baby ……………..your ass is so fucking tight!  Your sweet little ass is now mine!  Ever since I first lay my eyes upon you at one of Nicole's soccer practice I knew I'd get your sweet little ass some day! Oh, Mr. Wells just doesn't know what he's been missing out on!  God, your ass is so soft, so fucking tight!"

Later during the day, Byron heard the teen stud tell his beautiful wife "Hmmm, since I've copped the beautiful ass of Mr. Wells' precious little wife today, I'd better get started on paying him back!  I know just what Mr. Wells would like!  Bet he'd really enjoy having another son to teach how to play ball!"  That was followed by his wife's response of "Oh, yesssss …………..that sounds excellent …………………the perfect gift in return!  C'mon, stud get to work on that gift for my husband!  Oh, yesssssssss ………..that's it ……..that's the way!"

With the powerful microphone chips that he had purchase, Byron was able to pick up even their soft whispers of love to one another.  While the two lovers were in a close embrace, he heard his wife tell her lover "This is the perfect time of the month ………..for your potent seed to make that present for my husband!  Ohhhhh, with all that hot jizz of yours filling my belly, I'm pretty sure you've already created that special little gift for him!"

Driving up into garage, Byron took out his unused golf clubs from the car trunk and put them back into the corner of the garage.  Entering the connecting door to the kitchen, he greeted his lovely wife, holding her close and kissing her deeply.  "What an exciting day I had, honey!  How was your day?  Did little Ryan behave himself?" he asked.  He listened as his wife replied, telling him that she had enjoyed the day, taking time out to relax and stay in bed.

In bed that night, he kissed his lovely wife passionately, then moved to embrace her intimately.  With his throbbing hardon, Byron knew that his wife could feel him pressing up against her thigh.  He shivered with pleasure as his wife's soft hand wrapped itself around his manhood.  Sliding up over his wife, he was just about to penetrate her when he felt her hands on his chest, pushing up at him.  "No, Byron ………wait!  You ……..you need to put a condom on!  We can't have another accident ………….especially since this is the worst time of the month!" his wife told him.

Even though the sensations were not as great in the confines of the rubber sheath, it was still a great and satisfying fuck for Byron.  He knew that in about six weeks his lovely wife would be presenting him with news of yet another little 'accident' happening.  Hearing his wife tell him how much she loved him as they embraced one another, Byron couldn't believe how much Megan had changed in their lovemaking.  It was so different as to how she now arched up to him, wrapping her arms and legs so tightly around him as he thrust into her.

Six weeks later, after his lovely wife stammered "Byron …………….I ……………..I think we had an accident again!  I …………..I took a home test today ………..and ………….and I …………….I'm pregnant again!"  Byron put on a big smile and held his wife closely, telling her "That's great news, honey!  I mean it!  Little Ryan will enjoy having a playmate to keep him company!"  Kissing his wife, he teasingly told her "Man, I think I'll sue that damn condom company, they obviously keep leaking on me!"  To that his wife retorted "But just think of all the little bundles of joy its created for us thus far!"
 

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