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My name's Anjali, I'm almost 30 and I'm married to my husband, Derek and I enjoys creampie stories "Cuckold Husband". We live near a large international hub airport in England, where I work in a Duty Free shop. I'm only short, but I have dusky skin, long dark hair, a slim waist and small A cup breasts with dark, conical nipples like the main heroine in the creampie stories "Cuckold Husband".

But my story's not about the creampie stories "Cuckold Husband", but how I use my job at the airport to satisfy myself and my husband.

About five years ago, when I had just started at the airport, we got a new manager in the shop and he took a liking to me. He was a real dish, over 6'' tall, handsome and very fit looking. But I was married and loyal to my husband, so I didn't pay any attention to his flirting and come-ons.

A few weeks after he started, my car was in the garage for a service and my boss offered me a list home when my shift finished. Of course, a lift in a car is much more preferable to waiting in the cold and rain for an expensive bus that might not show anyway, so I said yes. That situation was so similar to the one in the creampie stories "Cuckold Husband"

As we were driving towards my home we chatted and he flirted, then he suddenly pulled the car into a deserted car park, near an office complex. He undid his seat-belt, moved over and started kissing me. I wasn't too keen on this, but as his hand moved between my thighs and started rubbing my cotton covered pussy I started to relax into his cologne. I started to kiss him back and my pussy started to moisten.

Soon he'd reclined my seat, moved on top of me and pulled down his trousers and my knickers while I pushed up my skirt. His thick penis forced its way past my lips and into my now wet vagina. No-one said anything, we just grunted as he pounded away on top of my exhilarated body. The sex didn't last particularly long, but it was intense. Finally I felt his warmth inside me as his seed short towards my womb, but I hadn't cum and wanted my release.

Once he had finished he pulled his trousers back up, moved back to the driver's seat and re-started the car. I quickly pulled my knickers back up, pushed my shirt back down and said nothing as we drove towards my home.

Derek was already in bed when I got home and read the creampie stories "Cuckold Husband"... I quickly undressed (I never wear pyjamas or night dresses) and slid in beside him. He rolled over and I felt his semi-erect cock brush against me.