Mature Nude

Tom turned his pickup truck onto his street. It was nice to be home! He had finished his out of town electrical job two days mature nude early. Which was perfect. Leslie, his wife, was complaining about being home alone and not having anyone to hold at night.

Tom arrived at his driveway and looked at his home. The bedroom light was the only one on.

"Good! She is up!" Tom said to no one. "Maybe I will be able to give her some of that 'quality time' she was wanting."

Tom pulled his truck up to the back door and hopped out. He reached out with his mature nude keys but found the back door unlocked. Odd that she didn't lock it before she went to bed. He closed the door behind him but his hand froze to the door. His heart began to beat harder and harder until it felt it would burst from his chest. His ears took a moment to recognize the sound that stopped him in his tracks. Moaning. Leslie's moaning! His pulse raced. His stomach lurched. He was going to throw up! Maybe she is masturbating. His mind tried to reason. But no, there were deeper moans too. A man's moans. Tom turned and placed his head against the door, the room was spinning! Oh god no! She is having an affair. Tom's heart broke. His knees were weak. OH GOD NO! His mind was a blank.

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