I started cooking dinner, I heard the sound of her engine over running as she used her engine to slow her from Mach two down to eighty miles per hour before turning onto the drive.

I opened the front door and as I wiped my hands on a tea towel, I greeted her and wished her a happy anniversary. Jenny didn't even have a handbag in her hands, no card for me, no present ... nothing.

"Hi darling, did you forget it was our anniversary today?"

"Don't be silly darling, I'd never forget something as important as that."

I made an open gesture with my hands to say 'Well, where is it?' in body language.

Jenny smiled at me and her walk from her car to the front door turned from her usual flat-footed stomp into a graceful catwalk model sashay, her light summer Mackintosh swished from side to side as she walked, "You want your gift and card out here in the street Toby darling?"

I didn't get the chance to say yes or no, she started to open her coat while still only half way down the drive, she pulled her coat open and put my gift clearly on display, she was wearing both my gift and my anniversary card on her body. It was a good thing that her coat opened wide because there were people in the street, her open coat meant that I, and I alone could see her body under her coat, she was wearing stockings, a suspender belt and a very sexy bra but that was all, no knickers or dress, she had also shaved her pussy mound and where her hair had been there was a tattoo, a small red heart with 'I Love You' encircling it. The tattoo had actually healed over so she had to have had it done some days or even weeks earlier.

It dawned in me, all be it slowly, that her tattoo explained why for the past few weeks I hadn't seen Jenny in the nude and she had stopped wearing sexy knickers in favour of massive granny-panties. The last few times that I had been horny, she had offered me her hand or mouth because she was suffering from thrush and was finding it painful between her legs.

Jenny had obviously been back to the tattooist's parlour today because she had him paint an anniversary card onto her belly in body paint so that it would eventually wash off.

"What's for dinner darling?"

"Chicken ... roast chicken pieces cooked with herbs and spices and potato wedges."

"Will it spoil if we don't eat it right away?"

"I can turn the heat down on the chicken, it will be okay for an hour or two and I haven't put the potatoes in the oven yet, why?"

"Well, I was thinking that my card and gift were a little transient, apart from the tattoo, the rest will wash off in a few days, I thought that you may like to keep a more permanent reminder, we could find somewhere a little less crowded and you could take a few photographs of me to remind you of today!"

I rushed through to the kitchen and turned the oven down to fifty centigrade; Jenny had fastened her mackintosh again and was sitting in her car with the engine running when I walked out of the house, checking the battery level in my digital SLR camera.

Jenny drove from our small suburban street in Broughton Astley, Leicestershire and crossed the border into Warwickshire, she drove to the Foss Way, a road that was over two thousand years old and she was trying to do one mile per hour for every year the road had been open. We reached Atherstone in minutes, Jenny was in a massive hurry and it wasn't because she didn't want her chicken to spoil while we were out.

Just to the west of Atherstone there was a park, a massive country park that was called the Outlands. Jenny found a place to park and she set off walking into the ... well, the closest we had to wilderness in the most populated area of one of the most populated islands in the world. I locked her car for her and had to run to try and keep up with her.

She opened her coat as she walked along, she opened her coat with her arms behind her back before turning to face me, I snapped off two photographs before she had to rapidly cover herself as a group of boys tumbled out of the woods and down the slope towards us.

"Fucking hell ... I'm so fucking horny because of this bloody tattoo stopping me having sex or even masturbating for the last few weeks that I'm desperate for you to fuck me!"

I tried to calm her a little, "I could just as easily photograph you in our back garden, it would still be special for me!"

Jenny looked around, the boys had spotted that Jenny was almost naked and that I was taking pictures of her and they began to 'Cat-call' at us, telling Jenny it was okay by them if she wanted to strip off and be photographed.

"Toby ... would it bother you a lot to share your anniversary present?"

A smile forced its way From my brain to my lips and Jenny smiled at me before allowing her coat to fall from her shoulders and onto the grass. The young boys all began to wolf-whistle at Jenny and she started to dance and prance around as I snapped a million pictures of her. The boys encouraged her on, calling for her to take her bra off.

Jenny whispered, "I'm so fucking turned on right now, I want you to fuck me right here and right now!"

I was about to say that it was a little too public but as Jenny dropped her bra onto the grass, her face was so contorted with lust that I couldn't help myself, I didn't strip off, I just opened the stable door and pushed my wife down into the tall grass.

We were actually just out of sight of the boys as we started fucking in the grass but that soon ended as they all crowded in around us, getting up close and personal to the action. I was so turned on that I only managed a few seconds, I'd actually climaxed before the boys crowded in around us. I apologised over and over again as Jenny's disappointment was palpable. I started to back out of her body but she grabbed me around my neck, "If you can't get hard again, would you at least keep look out for me ... take a few photographs as well if you like, it would be something we could both cherish later."

Jenny had never shown any interest in outdoor sex before, we had talked about her fantasy to have another lover though ... man or woman ... while I watched her perform for me. Her fantasy had never involved under age boys before though, far from it, the man in her fantasy would usually be an older man, sometimes black, sometimes a biker type or a racist skinhead type or an Amazonian woman.

I backed out of her cunt and my Royal Jelly fell from her sheath like whipped cream. Jenny pushed two fingers into her cunt and frigged herself for a long moment; she pulled a lump of my semen out of her pussy and began to rub it into the scarlet heart that had been engraved into her bald pussy mound, "Well, are any of you boys brave enough to try and give me an orgasm?"

The bravest animal in the park was a fourteen year old boy, he was the alpha male of the group, his trousers were open in a flash and he was on top of Jenny, hitting her hard and knocking the wind out of her lungs. Once again, the excitement of the moment did it for the boy far faster than for Jenny and he'd splashed and dashed well before she was ready.

Jenny was starting to sound desperate as she begged the boys standing around her to put up a better candidate. She fucked with three of the older boys and finally she pulled a twelve year old boy down on top of her. The boy was so terrified that he couldn't perform properly, hard ... oh yes he was hard but then twelve year old boys were usually hard all day long but as Jenny encouraged the boy to fuck her he couldn't cum because of the stress of the moment and his jeering mates. Jenny began to orgasm, she went so crazy that she managed to break down the boy's shyness and he finally delivered the seminal goodies for her.

Jenny thanked the boys, she gave each one a kiss, even those that hadn't fucked her, her parting gesture was, "You'll have to keep your eyes open boys, we may just come back next week and I'll probably need more help then."

I drove Jenny's car home, just to make sure that we didn't get pulled over for speeding, I couldn't risk Jenny being pulled out of her car by police officers dressed ... or rather ... undressed the way she was.

"Do you think that I traumatised that last boy, Toby?"

"God no, did you see how proud he looked at the fact that he managed to get you off when I and four of his older friends couldn't? He'll be bragging about fucking you until he's twenty years old at least."

After that first time we started 'Playing' outside a lot, we did it all over, the closest we got to doing it at home ... well apart from when we did it in the back garden ... was ten miles away from home, just so that we never got spotted by people we knew. We both worked for Local Radio, we worked in Birmingham for Radio West Midlands and also worked on Radio Leicester. Our faces weren't well known but our voices were often recognised by people in the streets around Leicestershire and Birmingham so we tended to play where we wouldn't be recognised.

We used the internet to find places that were well renowned as dogging sites. Jenny would take on all comers or cum-ers whenever we were out, it was a standing joke that Jenny would take on everyone from nine to ninety. Seven weeks after our fourteenth anniversary we returned to Outlands, returned to that same valley at the foot of the woods. Jenny had assumed that the boys that had been there when first we went would have given up the hope of finding us fucking there again after so long but she was wrong.

In the valley there was a circle of twelve logs around a fire-pit, none of which had been there seven weeks earlier. Judging from the detritus around the valley, the drinks bottles cartons and cans, the crisp bags and chocolate wrappers strewn all around, that valley had been a regular haunt of a large number of boys and they had spent many hours, waiting in the vain hope of Jenny turning up again.

I stood just inside the woods where I could hear anyone approaching through the woods; I could also see in every direction around the rest of the valley, I held a football whistle, ready to warn my wife and the boys that someone was coming. We went back to that valley regularly after the first few times; it was almost a weekly visit and every time more boys would turn up for a chance to fuck Jenny. Sometimes we got there early and I'd have to entertain Jenny until boys started to turn up, sometimes I took my camera to film things as they happened, especially if one of the much younger boys turned up for a turn and Jenny always allowed the younger boys to play even if she was finished by the time they turned up.

Our first fourteen years together were great but after that first time outside our sex life turned astronomical, no heights were too high to reach for...

The Downfall

David was in his first week at university, he was in a lecture on sexual harassment, the university knew that their new students would all be hunting for sex from their first day but the university didn't want them to do it in the public areas of the university where others might complain and bring the police down on their heads.

David was showing pictures his brother had taken of him on a trip to the Outwoods when David was ten years old. David was bragging about his sexual conquest with a woman who was older than his own mother, he was bragging because of the subject of the lecture. The lecturer didn't like the serious message she was trying to deliver to protect the university from any future claim of sexual harassment and she snatched the photographs out of the boy's hand and when she realised David's apparent age in the pictures she handed them over to the police.

Jenny's face was obscure in the photographs but between boys a picture had been taken of her naked body and her pussy tattoo of a heart with 'I Love You' around it was hawked around all of the registered tattoo parlours far and wide and Jenny's name popped up.

Toby and Jenny were totally shocked that something that had happened eight years earlier, something that had taken part so far from home, something that was just a little harmless fun and that everyone involved had enjoyed had turned up to bite them in the arse.

David had been forced into counselling at the university, they had made such a big thing about how wrong it was for an elderly women to take a ten year old boys virginity in front of twenty older boys. David gave in the names of other boys who had fucked Jenny while her husband watched and instead of treating Jenny like a hero, the way that young boys had been doing for close to twenty years, every boy the police interviewed claimed that Jenny had taken advantage of them against their will, the boys couldn't explain why they had been in the valley at The Outwoods every Friday afternoon for thirty or forty weeks before they were traumatised by Jenny.

Well, so far Toby and Jenny have been vilified in the press, they have both lost their jobs at the BBC and they still, at the time of writing, haven't been found guilty of any crime ... but they will be, the judge in the case as well as every male member of the jury have conveniently forgotten that they all had sex before the legal age and that they would have crowed from the rooftops if an older woman had made herself available for them when they were so young.

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