My Fiancee the kind hearted whore by lesbooth

This account starts in the second half of 1993. I was a sergeant in the R.A.F. and was based at R.A.F. Henlow in Bedfordshire. I was in my final year before discharge and, as was customary, was taking my turn to run the Sgts Mess bar.Janice, my Fiancee, had come to keep me company and had stayed for several hours on both the Friday and Saturday night. She’d also sat down with other men a few times as she’d worked at the camp for 17 years so was quite well known there. As a 38 year old woman she still had a lovely slim body and small but pert breasts. It was on the Sunday night that a slightly overweight Chief Technician, who’s name was Dave, came and sat next to her at the bar.

We’d met, briefly, when he’d been posted in to where I worked from Belize just before I started my bar duty. He, like me, had only a short time left in the R.A.F. and we were of similar ages so we had some things in common. He’d also met Janice as we all worked in the same area.

He was drinking quite a lot and a number of times, whilst I was away serving drinks, I saw him put his arm around my Fiancee and try and kiss her.

Whilst he was at the toilet Janice complained to me about this. I told her he was leaving the R.A.F. even sooner than I was and was probably worried about the future so was drinking too much. I told her to take pity on him and not begrudge him a couple of kisses.

Janice went onto drinking spirits and when he came back she allowed him to kiss her. He still thought I wasn’t aware of what was happening and kept waiting until I was busy.

I was secretly giving my Fiancee double shots and some time later I heard her giggling. When I looked over I saw she was keeping her legs closed as he tried to push his hand up her skirt. She was waggling her finger at him. I started to get a hard on that was luckily hidden by the bar as I thought how i’d like him to have sex with her.

I knew he was selling some things prior to leaving and pretended to Janice that I was interested. I pointed out I couldn’t leave the bar and asked her to go back to his room with him to have a look. She was reluctant to go but luckily the drink had clouded her judgement and eventually she agreed.

I caught Dave’s eye and although he’d had a lot to drink I think he understood what I was doing as he lead my fiancee upstairs to his room.

She was gone for over half an hour and all sorts of thoughts were going through my mind. When she returned she came up to the bar and told me she was going home. Dave didn’t reappear.

She told me later, back at her place, what had happened. They’d only been in his room a short time and he was showing her what he was selling. Suddenly, he’d picked her up and plonked her face down on his bed.

Whilst she was still stunned, he’d quickly lifted her skirt over her back and pulled her panties down. He’d removed them along with her shoes. Then he’d opened her legs and was kneeling between them. Janice was telling him to stop but she could hear people in the corridor and didn’t want to be found in this embarrassing situation so couldn’t say it too loud.

He was holding her down with one hand whilst rubbing her vagina with the other and whether by accident or design kept brushing her clitoris. She couldn’t help herself as she started getting aroused. He noticed it as his fingers slid into her now wet fanny.

She just lay there as he carried on fingering her and if he hadn’t been aware of her state of arousal before he would have been by the noises she was making. Then she thought about the people who were still talking outside. She asked him to lock the door and he got up and did so before quickly climbing on her again.

He was telling her how much he loved how hairy her fanny was as she felt a prodding at her crotch before his prick slid in. She has a very tight vagina and he commented on that too as he was pushing his prick in.

As he fucked her she asked him not to tell anyone but he didn’t reply and just kept banging away at her hole.

It wasn’t long before she felt him ejaculate and she felt the spurts of his semen as he collapsed on her back. He was trying to feel around her front but she was being squashed and when she got this through to him he took his weight off.

She tried to get off the bed but he kept her there and told her to take her top off. She did so along with her bra and he played with her breasts for a while before taking his hands off and feeling between her legs. She felt him sliding in again and realised he’d gotten another hard on. My Fiancee’s cunt was probably the first he’d had in a long time so he was really randy.

He was taking it a lot more steady this time, fucking her with slow strokes and she couldn’t believe how much she was enjoying it. She was thinking he’d basically sexually assaulted her but technically it wasn’t rape because by the time he’d entered her she was up for it. By the time he’d entered her again she’d been well up for it.

He seemed to be trying to make it last and she thinks he was trying to savour the feeling of having his cock inside her. Eventually he shot his load again and she once more felt the rhythmic pumping of his sperm flooding her vagina. He kept her there for a while longer while he played with her breasts but even with her sucking his cock he was unable to get another hard on. They lay together for a while, hugging and kissing and then she left.

When she left his room she was aware she smelt of his sweat and also of sex hence she’d come to the bar briefly just to tell me she was going home.

As she told me this I had been getting a hard on. She knew very well of my desire to watch her having sex with another man or men but although willing to talk about it as a fantasy had been reluctant to actually do it. She pointed out that it probably wouldn’t have gone as far as it had if she hadn’t had so much to drink.

I had 11 days left on the bar so when Janice met him again at work I wasn’t there. She was embarrassed but says he didn’t seem so but was very apologetic. He knew I wouldn’t be at work again until I’d finished my stint and he keep asking Janice to let him take her out for a meal by way of an apology. She’d told him he had nothing to apologise for as she hadn’t exactly run out of his room screaming.

She told me this and I said she should do it. She giggled and said, “I know what you’re up to but it’ll only be a few drinks and a meal and nothing else”.

On the Tuesday when he asked her again she accepted.

He was actually taking her into Hitchin for a meal. He’d asked her what type of food she preferred and she’d told him Italian.

When Friday came he was dressed really smartly, with clothes that went some way towards hiding his weight.

He’d taken my Fiancee to the local pub “The Bird in Hand”, for a few drinks whilst they waited for a taxi he’d ordered.

When they got down town he took her into the Italian restaurant he’d booked a table at. He asked her what cocktail she wanted and she asked to look at what they had. She picked one from the list, she’d never heard of it but the ingredients sounded nice.

The cocktail went down really easily and he asked her which cocktail she wanted next and she said the same again.

As they ate their meal she noticed the seranaders were spending more time around their table than anyone else’s. She asked him about that and he admitted he’d paid for it.

Halfway through the meal someone came up to the table and presented Janice with a dozen red roses. She loves roses and was seriously impressed with how much effort he’d put into it all.

She’d been a bit nervous about what to wear as she didn’t want to give him the impression it was a date. She’d put on a trouser suit so she wasn’t showing any flesh but was now beginning to wish she’d been a bit more relaxed.

They shared a bottle of wine as they talked and she found herself enjoying his conversation as he had lots of stories from his 22 years in the R.A.F.

They shared another bottle of wine and before she knew it 2 hours had gone by and the restaurant had another booking for the table so they had to leave.

She realized when she got outside that she was getting a little drunk but thought what the hell I’d told her to enjoy herself.

He asked her if she wanted to go to a disco but she said she just wanted to sit down somewhere and didn’t really fancy dancing after that meal. So he took her to the nearest pub.

They’d found they shared a passion for cider when he’d asked her what she wanted to drink before they’d got the taxi into town.

So he bought her a half of cider and had a pint himself.

He’d been carrying the roses for her and had told her he felt like a flower salesman. He’d asked her if she wanted him to sell them as individual roses to the couples in the pub but she’d replied, “don’t you dare”

They had a few more drinks and then Janice said they should get back because she was feeling rather drunk.

As they walked away from the pub she stumbled and he caught her. He suggested they sit down on some benches he knew of nearby. They were down an arcade and he steered her down there.

As they sat there he put his arm around her and started kissing her, at first she responded and kissed him back but then thought she shouldn’t be doing that and pushed him away. He put his arm around her again and told her how much he’d enjoyed making love to her in his bed.

She told him she’d enjoyed it too but she was engaged to be married. He started kissing her again and feeling her breasts through her top. She pushed him away again but even as she did so she was thinking about their time in bed together. As he again grabbed her and planted his mouth over hers she felt her resistance melting away. She thought, ‘what the hell, I wanted her to do it anyway’. He met no resistance as he pushed his hand down her pants, inside her knickers. She just lay back against the bench as he rubbed her clitoris and she couldn’t help herself as she opened her legs.