Wife's Story in the Swimming Pool (Wife and Mature Adult Novel)

The school arranged for me to work during the summer vacation, only in the morning, and I had to stay in school to study after noon.

I would study until about seven or eight in the evening and then take a break to avoid being locked out in school.

One night, I left the office and went to the parking lot. I saw a mother trying hard to pull out her motorcycle (there was a child next to her). I helped her and the motorcycle was pulled out in no time. The mother kept thanking me, and I casually chatted with her and said that it was very cute because the child was waiting next to her (the child was spinning around by himself next to her).

The mother smiled, probably because her child was praised. But in the dark at night, I just thought that the mother’s smile was very pretty. Then they said goodbye to each other and left.

The next night at the same time, I saw the lady struggling to pull the cart, so I ran over to help her again, and the child was also waiting nearby.

The lady kept laughing and saying how annoying it was that her motorcycle was always stuck. I said that was because the school was under construction and the workers would park their motorcycles in this area and it just happened that she parked them here.

She was very curious about how I knew that, so I introduced myself to her and said that I worked at this school. She politely bowed to me and greeted me as teacher.

Actually, I felt very embarrassed. I casually asked her what her surname was. She said it was Chen, so I called her Mrs. Chen.

After chatting for a while, I found out that Mrs. Chen actually lived not far from the school. I also told her that I just lived near the school and stayed in school just to study. Later, the child next to us clamored to go home to use the toilet, so we said goodbye to each other for the time being.

I didn't see Mrs. Chen for the next two days until Friday night, when I was leaving the school gate and saw Mrs. Chen preparing to leave alone, but this time she didn't ride a motorcycle. I went over to say hello to her, and she smiled back at me. Only then did I take a closer look at her appearance: cropped pants, a red short-sleeved shirt, wet hair, very white skin, eyes that were very cute when she smiled, and sports sandals. In short, she looked like an old lady on the road, except that she was not that old.

I said, Mrs. Chen, where are the children? Did you pull out your motorcycle? She smiled and said that she was swimming alone today, and if she were alone she would have walked here.

Then we had a brief chat at the school gate. It turned out that her husband ran a pharmacy in this area. The child was six years old. Basically, she helped with the pharmacy affairs during the day and brought the child to learn swimming at night.

I said it was amazing that the child could swim at such a young age, and she said that she was actually always accompanying the child and going into the swimming pool with them. Sometimes she would come to swim by herself. I said your husband didn't accompany her, and she revealed that her husband was a landlubber.

I told her that I was actually a substitute teacher and would leave after one year and would have to take the exam again next year. Anyway, the content of our conversation was about where I would take the exam next year, how difficult it was for teachers to pass the exam, and other more practical issues, such as how difficult it was to teach students.

Soon half an hour passed and the two said goodbye to each other.

Then in the next week, I would occasionally run into Mrs. Chen. A few days ago, she also brought her children here, and we greeted each other. It was amazing. I didn’t know what I was expecting until Friday when I ran into Mrs. Chen. It was indeed the same person, dressed almost the same, the only thing that remained unchanged was her sports sandals.

Only this time we left half an hour earlier than last week, and we started chatting.

Looking at the flower bed next to us, I pointed there and said: Mrs. Chen, would you like to sit down and chat? Mrs. Chen nodded and walked over.

Mrs. Chen asked me what school I graduated from, and we found out that we were from the same private university. Mrs. Chen smiled and patted my shoulder and asked me to call her "senior sister". This was the first time she touched me, and she was very comfortable and generous.

I said to her, "Senior, you married your husband after graduation, right?" Mrs. Chen said yes and said she was a yellow-faced woman (so she was probably in her twenties or thirties). I said, "Senior, you are so polite. You don't look like you have been married for a long time. You look very young and lively." I pointed to her sports sandals and said, "You look very sunny." Mrs. Chen kept smiling.

Actually, I didn't know what she was laughing at, but I took the opportunity to take a look at her calves. Her calves were not very thin, but a little fleshy, but I thought they were very beautiful. Birdy feet are also ugly.

Mrs. Chen asked my girlfriend what she was doing? I sighed and said we had broken up a long time ago! Why? Because she changed her mind and dated another boy, Mrs. Chen said, it doesn’t matter! With such good conditions, there is no need to worry about not finding another one. Wait until I pass the exam and your ex-girlfriend will come back and apologize.

It was very natural for me to tell her about my emotional frustrations, which is really strange when I think about it now.

Later the topic was about what the university had become now. She began to recall every detail of her college days, and seemed to be longing for the good old days.

I said no, I'm very happily married now, my husband supports me and we have children. Mrs. Chen smiled and said that's right, her family relationships are pretty good, at least her husband doesn't have an affair. We all laughed when she talked about this.

I asked Mrs. Chen if she often went swimming, and she said yes! It is very difficult to maintain a good figure after having a child, so she often comes to swim. Mrs. Chen also asked me what exercise I usually do. I said jogging and sometimes swimming, but actually I am not a very good swimmer.

Mrs. Chen immediately patted her chest and said, "Senior sister will teach you," with an expression like a sister protecting you. Regardless of whether it was a joke or not, I really felt a little warm in my heart. It took me a long time to calm down the pain in my heart after my girlfriend left me, but Mrs. Chen's talkativeness and generosity made me feel warm. Soon it was late, and the two said goodbye to each other.

After a few nights and a few greetings, on Friday, we were chatting alone and I asked her if she would come swimming every Saturday. She said not necessarily, but she would come tomorrow. I half-jokingly said that I would come swimming tomorrow. It turned out that Mrs. Chen still remembered that she wanted to teach me how to swim. I had no choice but to agree.

After I got home, I tried hard to find my swimming trunks and swimming cap. I was so nervous that I almost couldn’t sleep that night. I greeted the arrival of Saturday morning in a half-asleep state.

The next morning at about 7:30, I arrived at the door just as she was walking over. This time her outfit was a little different, with a ponytail, a casual white short-sleeved shirt and an over-the-knee denim skirt that revealed her white legs, and a shoulder bag. The only thing that remained the same was the pair of sports sandals.

They both had already had breakfast, so they went straight into the swimming pool.

When we got to the locker room, we changed clothes together... Ah, that's impossible. I was just fantasizing. We changed our own clothes. I felt really awkward when I came out. I looked like a boiled chicken. Although I had some pectoral muscles, luckily I lost some weight after breaking up with my girlfriend, so I had some abdominal muscles at a certain angle of my abdomen.

Then it was Mrs. Chen's turn to appear. She looked like an alien (white swimming cap, dark blue one-piece swimsuit with a bit of shorts, and big goggles). We went to the swimming pool together. Actually we didn't swam for long because I had a little cramp, but I found that Mrs. Chen was a really good swimmer. She tossed back and forth like a female dragon in the water. I really couldn't compare to her. In the middle she taught me the breathing technique. Frankly speaking, I didn't listen to much. I just took the opportunity to sneak a peek at her breasts rising and falling. I guess BC has it! Later I asked if we wanted to leave, Mrs. Chen nodded in agreement, and we left the swimming pool.

When she got outside, her hair was still wet. I said to her, "Mrs. Chen, why don't you blow-dry your hair?"

As a result, the hair dryer broke down@@so the two of them went out together.

When we got outside, I don't know where I got the courage from, but I asked her if she wanted to go to my house to blow-dry her hair since it wasn't far away.

Unexpectedly, she hesitated for a moment and then said yes, which was beyond my expectation.

On the way, I chatted with her intermittently. I felt my scalp was numb, my face was tense, and my speech was incoherent. Soon we got downstairs. As soon as the door opened, I took her to the upstairs door. Mrs. Chen was very quiet, and even her breathing could not be heard. Then I invited her into my suite. She was a little surprised and said that the room was not dirty. She smiled and said, "Teacher, your clothes are not scattered around!" I said that I had maintained this quite well, and then handed the hair dryer to Mrs. Chen.

She blow-dried her hair pretty quickly.

Then we sat there and chatted about today's swimming. Mrs. Chen also laughed and told me that I should practice more properly, as it was not good to get cramps so easily.

Later, as we were chatting more comfortably, I went to sit on the bed. As I sat there, the whole bed went soft. Mrs. Chen asked, "Is that a memory foam mattress?" I said, "Yes, do you want to come and sit down and take a look?" She ran over and sat down. At this time, we were only one person away from each other. I could feel her breathing, and the breath she exhaled had a faint fragrance.

It seemed to be quiet for five or six seconds. I walked over gently and couldn't help but kiss Mrs. Chen on the cheek.

Mrs. Chen froze there instantly, her eyes looking to the side, her head slightly lowered, and her mouth tightly closed.

It was very quiet. Then I went over again and wanted to kiss her on the mouth, but she dodged me.

Mrs. Chen: "...Ouch! You are so embarrassed..." She hunched her right shoulder and felt very uncomfortable.

Me: “…um…sorry, I can’t help myself.”

Then there was another period of silence. The two of them were breathing heavily, and Mrs. Chen said, "Hey, what are you doing...you're breathing heavily?" I said, "Is that so?" In fact, my heart was beating so fast. In front of me was a fair and clean woman who looked very pleasing to the eye. She was sitting on the bed with her skirt moved back a few centimeters, revealing a lot of her white and tender thighs. I stole a glance at her feet which kept shrinking inward.

Then I leaned over and kissed her cheek. Mrs. Chen just kept kissing me blankly. I moved down to her fair neck, where there were some hair roots. I secretly noticed that she had her eyes closed.

Then it was the collarbone. My hand also touched Mrs. Chen's arm restlessly. She began to moan a little. In a moment of excitement, I put my hand on her thigh. It was so tender and soft. As I slid inward, I slid to the root of her thigh. At this time, Mrs. Chen suddenly used her hand to stop me from continuing to touch her.

Mrs. Chen: "No! This is not good!" She said while shaking her head.

Me: "I...I know...but..." Mrs. Chen: "No, I'm married. This is terrible. I feel so sorry for my husband, really!"

We just stayed like that, both of us breathing heavily, and I held Mrs. Chen's arms with both hands, and we both sat there motionless.

I also felt that it was not good, so I said... okay, then I will handle it myself... nothing will happen to us. After hearing this, Mrs. Chen immediately stood up and said, "Then you do it yourself and I will leave first." I grabbed her and said to her: Don't go... I... I will just watch you and do it myself.

Mrs. Chen: "Oh you...what should we do now..." I didn't say anything, I took out my dick, and started stroking it. I motioned for her to sit still. In fact, I was staring at her white thighs and masturbating. I even pulled her denim skirt further inside. Mrs. Chen looked at me awkwardly, sitting sideways like a mannequin, and then slowly turned her head to peek at me DIY.

Mrs. Chen: "You... your front is so swollen... and so red..."

Me: “… um…” (I was masturbating and had no time to respond) She should be talking about my glans. In fact, my size is just average, about 14 cm. The only feature is probably that the glans is not small in proportion. My ex-girlfriend said the same thing.

Mrs. Chen just stared at my dick, and then suddenly bent down and took my glans into her mouth.

I was shocked by this action, and felt excited and surprised, and I felt some fluid flowing out from the front.

Mrs. Chen: “No… I… I just want to…” Me: “That… is not enough… Can you give it one more time… help me…” Mrs. Chen did not refuse. She sat down and bent over to give me a blowjob. Her movements were very light and I didn’t feel anything, but I really admired her flexibility.

I stopped stroking and she took it deeper.

I caught a glimpse of her breasts in the neckline of her shirt. Maybe it was because she was bending over, they looked so white and big! The cleavage between the breasts was so obvious, so I reached in and touched Mrs. Chen's breasts. They felt so heavy in my hands, and Mrs. Chen moaned when I kneaded them like this.

Then I didn't care anymore and pulled Mrs. Chen up (she made a "pop" sound when her mouth left my dick), and started to take off her top. Mrs. Chen also raised her hands up to cooperate with me in taking off her clothes, and then we kissed directly, and this time it was really intense. After I put my tongue in, she also put out her tongue, and we started to kiss, and we could strongly feel each other's breathing.

Later, the movements became more and more vigorous. I reached back and opened her bra clasp, and Mrs. Chen's pair of white and plump breasts appeared in front of me, which was beyond my expectation! Not just C, it's almost a D cup! I put my lips close to her nipple and started sucking it.

Mrs. Chen began to scream, her voice was more feminine and delicate than her usual big sister-like voice. Later, I simply rubbed Mrs. Chen's breasts with both hands and pressed her down on the bed, sucking and licking her. I only remember that her nipples were so long and firm.

After a few minutes I reached my hand inside her skirt to explore the garden and was shocked! Her panties were so wet that your love juices could be seen through them, so I kept drawing circles and teasing her with my fingers.

Mrs. Chen: "Ah... no, no... it's too much... Ah! Ah!" As if encouraged, I took off her denim skirt along with her panties. She also straightened her waist to cooperate with me. Mrs. Chen was completely naked at this time. Her skin was so white and translucent, and her slightly plump figure really looked like a mature woman.

I opened her thighs and took a closer look at her vagina. Mrs. Chen blushed, covered her face with her hands and told me not to keep looking at there! Mrs. Chen had some stretch marks around her waist, but no wrinkles. I leaned over and put my lips directly on her labia. There was no smell of urine there, and it was even a little fragrant. I stuck out my tongue and began to lick her clitoris and gave her a blowjob. Mrs. Chen covered her face and screamed very loudly! But after a while she stopped me from giving her a blowjob because she said it was too stimulating and uncomfortable.

Then I took off my shirt, sweatpants and underwear, and prepared to have sex with Mrs. Chen.

Mrs. Chen: “Wait a minute!!!”

Me: “?” Still… still not working…? Mrs. Chen: "...Can you please put on a condom first..." In the end, she wanted me to put on a condom first! Overjoyed is not enough to describe the feeling! I immediately ran to look for it, and found an unopened Okamoto condom box deep in the drawer. I opened it with slightly trembling hands (I was so excited), and after finally taking it out, I quickly put it on (it was so tight when I put it on! I felt like I was even bigger than before!).

When I was about to start having sex with Mrs. Chen, I opened her legs and prepared to go straight in.

Mrs. Chen: "Wait! Wait! Let's just not do it, okay... Ah!!! Don't put it in!!! Ahhhh!" She was about to try to stop it again, but she was already horny and couldn't care less! I lifted my penis and thrust it into her already wet vagina, "sliding" in without any hindrance. She was really wet, and there was a sound of water after just a few thrusts. Then I started pistoning Mrs. Chen.

As soon as Mrs. Chen's hands left her face, I leaned over and kissed her with my tongue. She was so sexy when we made love! She kept looking at me with a frown, but her moans were so deafening that it was a little unbearable@@. I lifted up her white and tender legs that fascinated me and penetrated deeper. She covered her mouth with her hands to prevent herself from making too loud a sound. She was so charming.

We made love in the normal position for more than ten minutes, then I picked Mrs. Chen up, let her sit in the lotus position facing me, held her plump buttocks with both hands, and began to push in my direction, forward and backward, forward and backward, she wrapped her hands around my neck and kept moaning, the volume was louder and more excited@@Mrs. Chen: "Ahhh wait wait wait... I'm there, I'm there!!!! Ahhhhh!!" She pressed her lower waist against me hard and tilted her head back to stop moaning, "...Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!" Then she broke down and screamed loudly! Such a violent reaction really frightened me and I dared not move. OrzMe: "Hey...are you...are you okay?" Mrs. Chen: "...um...oh..." Finally I came to my senses.

Only then did I feel her vagina contracting (it was very slippery and I didn't feel anything before@@), it seemed that she really had an orgasm. After she felt comfortable for a while, I turned Mrs. Chen over and started to have sex with her from behind.

Mrs. Chen was in a "tiger falling to the ground" posture. She grabbed the sheets, buried her head in the pillow, and began to scream loudly again. The spine on her white back was very obvious. I held her waist and kept thrusting. The sound of "pa pa pa pa" filled the room. This posture was very easy and could be done for a long time, so Mrs. Chen was always in a state of being thrust, and her voice became a little hoarse.

Later, Mrs. Chen slowly stood up, and I leaned over and kissed her with my tongue. She also turned her head and stuck out her tongue to entwine with mine.

We maintained this position and continued making love.

Mrs. Chen: "Oh oh oh... hey... you... don't want to cum yet... Ahhh! Ahhh!! Ahhhhh!! It feels so good!!! It feels so good!!! You're so good!!!! Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhhh!!! Ahhhhh so good!!!" I was really happy that she praised me, but I don't think I have a very strong sexual ability. I thought she should be the kind of woman who can orgasm easily. At least my ex-girlfriend never praised me like this... Suddenly, I envied her husband who could have sex with her every day until he was satisfied.

"Who is stronger, me or your husband?!" "Am I bigger and thicker than your husband's?!" "Call me husband, do it now!" As I started to rub Mrs. Chen's breasts, I was thinking about whether I should say those dirty words to bully her, but I held back when they came to my mouth. In fact, I was a little afraid that once she heard them, she would turn against me and regret not having sex with me.

………But I still want to talk about it XD Me: "Huff huff huff…Call me hubby…" I said it very reluctantly.

Mrs. Chen: "Husband! Husband! Husband, you are so great, husband!!!! Oh oh oh, husband, I love you so much! I love you so much, husband!!!! Aaaah!!!!" Oh my God, this is what's wrong with this woman! She was even more devoted than me. @@Mrs. Chen: "Honey!! I'm coming again!!! Ah, I'm coming!!! Ah, Ah!!!!" Mrs. Chen tilted her head upward again, and I had a strong feeling that she had really reached orgasm. Then, when her vagina was squeezing me while I was still moving, I really felt my penis being tightened by the vagina. After a few strokes, I also felt the pleasure and could not help but ejaculate! This shot feels so good and great! He shouted so loudly without caring about his image as a man! ! Huh... I'm done... I gently pulled out my dick, took off the condom (... I ejaculated a lot... Oh my God), looked at Mrs. Chen's body rising and falling with her breathing, turned her over, kissed her, and then hugged her tightly.

The two of them gasped and remained silent for a long time.

Mrs. Chen: “Huff… Ouch… Ouch… How did we make love… I’m done for… It’s all your fault… I hate it… It’s over… What should I do now… Oh, I’m so sorry to my husband… I feel so guilty…” Me: “I’m sorry…” This is all I can say now. She has a husband and children, and I still slept with her. It was really bad and terrible, but the pleasure at that moment has not yet dissipated. I don’t feel any guilt, but I’m extremely excited.

Mrs. Chen slowly stood up and sat in a daze. I just lay there looking at her and asked her in a very naive way: Are you comfortable? Mrs. Chen: “…I don’t know…” I think she was angry, that’s bad.

Mrs. Chen: "...I don't know...Actually, I can also orgasm when I have sex with my husband. My husband is quite strong, but...my first orgasm came so quickly and so frequently...Huh..."

I was actually a little secretly happy, so I stood up and kissed her thigh and rubbed her breasts.

After I kissed her, Mrs. Chen moved away, stood up and asked me if she could use the bathroom. She wanted to take a shower. Only then did I realize that she was covered in sweat, and she was wet and white, very beautiful.

I said it was okay to use, and she slowly walked to the bathroom and closed the door.

I thought about it, got up, walked to the bathroom door, knocked on the door, and asked her if I could take a shower with her. Maybe because we had already done it once, her guard was gone and she just said "Okay" and opened the door to let me into the bathroom.

When we entered the bathroom, Mrs. Chen and I were both naked. I picked up the shower gel and said it could be used, then squeezed some and applied it on her body. She rubbed herself to make bubbles. I asked Mrs. Chen to squeeze some and apply it on my back. Mrs. Chen also helped me apply it and brushed my back with her hands. She washed me very carefully, and I suddenly felt like I was washing my older sister's (or old maid's) back.

I turned around and helped her apply the oil on her breasts. She laughed and shrank, saying it was itchy! After she said that, I leaned over and kissed her again, and we both hugged each other, our bodies covered in bubbles.

While we were kissing and rubbing, Mrs. Chen's thighs clamped around me, and soon my penis stood up again.

Mrs. Chen: “…or…should I help you get it done…?” Me: “…uh…how are you going to help me?” Mrs. Chen: “I’ll just blow you…” Mrs. Chen turned around and squatted down, holding my dick and putting it in her mouth. This time I felt Mrs. Chen sucking it with her mouth. I looked down and saw her plump breasts and thighs. I really wanted to pinch them, but at this time I could only stand up and enjoy the service. Soon she held it with her hand and stroked it quickly, and her mouth lightly held the glans, with her tongue still circling around the urethra! Me: "Oh... you are so good at blowing... oh oh oh..." Suddenly the pleasure filled my entire lower part, and I thought I was going to cum! It’s so comfortable! ! I wanted to pull out my penis quickly to avoid ejaculating in Mrs. Chen's mouth, so I ejaculated directly to the side. However, I was still a step too slow... I ejaculated right after I pulled it out! This shot sprayed all over Mrs. Chen’s face! Mrs. Chen: "Hey... what are you doing... hey... you're so annoying... ouch..." I quickly took some toilet paper to help her wipe it clean. The feeling of being sorry and a little bit mischievous was really complicated.

I made her wash her face again＠＠After taking a bath, we didn’t talk much. Mrs. Chen put on her clothes and left. Before leaving, I went over to kiss her goodbye, and she kissed me back and went downstairs.

How to say it? I have a feeling we will never meet again.

Sure enough, I never met Mrs. Chen again after that, including when she brought her children over.

This is good. I am no longer qualified to appear in front of her. Her departure gives us a way out after making a mistake.

I think this passionate sexual experience may become a secret that Mrs. Chen will keep deep in her heart forever after she returns to her family and to her husband and children.

For me, although I will only feel infinite emptiness when I think about it later, if it weren't for Mrs. Chen, I would not have been able to get out of the shadow of my ex-girlfriend's infidelity that summer.