"You have to make it up to me," I said, "or I just leave right now and tell mom and Aunt Mary what happened!" Ok, ok, ok" she said cutting me off as I... headed for the door, she closed the door and locked it. "What do you want from me?" she asked."Well' I said, "I know that you have had boy friends so I figure you must know all about sex."She looked shocked. "So!" she said."Well now your going to let me do some things to you that you have probably done before anyway, so you shouldn't mind" I. We first visited the dogging site a few years back and "Fifty-Year-Old Wife Goes Dogging" tells the story.Jaq was quite insistent that we should return to the car park where the first encounter took place. we decided on the next Sunday evening that the weather was good enough.Several Sundays passed that were either to wet or too cold. Eventually, on a warmish Sunday evening, we set off on the short drive. We arrived at the car park a little after 8 pm, as the sun was just going down. We parked. There only inches away was a perfect ass and in the diamond formed by her thighs, a glistening perfect pussy. Her lips were just beginning to open due to the swollen state they were in and her moisture was evident even in the low light of the parking garage. Her scent, which had gotten a faint whiff off earlier, now hit him square in the nose strong and musky, the smell of a woman in heat.“What a beautiful pussy and ass you have Miss Johnson,” he said.“Ohh...” Kathy moaned, knowing he could see. Nearer to the river bank.” “But the footpath’s over here” I reply. “Come on. Take a chance.” So we do. As we reach the river bank the shade from the trees cools the summer’s heat to a comfortable level. Jessy lifts the hem of her thin summer dress to just above her knees and kneels; sitting with her bum on the grass. The 25 year old mother of our two c***dren smiles and taking the hem of her dress requests, “please make love to me” before she rolls onto her back. With her knees high in the air,.