WIFE FUCKS RACEHORSE OWNER SO HE'LL KEEP HER HUSBAND AS TRAINER - Sex Stories

WIFE FUCKS RACEHORSE OWNER SO HE'LL KEEP HER HUSBAND AS TRAINER

... hell, Shannon.... I think you’re the best shag I’ve ever had.... my God, that felt great.”

Still bent over the desk trying to catch her breath, with legs spread and tits swaying back and forth beneath her, Shannon whimpered, “We shouldn’t be doing this, Mr. Wallace.... and for fuck sake, we need to clean up quickly before Trent gets back from the morning gallops.”

Clyde slowly pulled his softening rod out of Shannon’s pussy, then let it flop down between his legs, as he said, “Sure.... sure.... we’re done.”

With his hands on his hips he added, “Go ahead and clean me off, doll, then put it away and zip me up.... we probably have plenty of time before your husband gets back, but I need to get going anyway.”

Shannon did as she was told, then put her jiggling boobs back inside her dress. She used a tissue from the desktop to wipe her pussy, before pulling her panties back in place and adjusting her dress. Clyde squeezed her tits one last time before heading out to his car and driving out of the yard, just as Trent and the 1st lot crested the hill out by the north paddock. Shannon quickly checked her clothes to make sure she was put back together, then headed out to the corral to meet the riders and help cool down the tired horses.

Early the following Saturday, Shannon prepared to go with Mr. Wallace and his runners to Epsom Downs. She wore jeans and a thin, cotton crop top to work on the horses before the race, and packed a travel bag with a colorful sundress and ...

... heels for afterwards, when she and Trent would join the other owners and trainers in the Owners’ Club to celebrate their winners and lament their losers.

Trent planned to attend the races of his other owners’ horses early in the day at Kempton Park, then swing over to Epsom Downs to watch the last of Mr. Wallace’s runners, before he and Shannon would join everyone else in the Owners’ Club. For the trip to the racecourse, Trent assigned Dylan... one of his best lads... to go with Shannon to care for Mr. Wallace’s horses during the ride to Epsom Downs.

Clyde pulled his horse van into the yard early on Saturday, then stood aside and watched as Shannon, Trent and Dylan loaded his runners into the trailer.

The lads and grooms typically rode in the trailer, along with the horses, so Dylan and Shannon started to climb in the back, once the horses were all on-board. But as they were stepping into the trailer, Clyde told Shannon to sit up front in the cab with him, rather than in the trailer with Dylan. Trent nodded his approval, since sitting in the cab would be a much more comfortable ride for his wife, and he helped Shannon... blushing slightly... climb up into the passenger seat next to Mr. Wallace. Once Shannon was seated in the cab, Trent patted the hood of the trailer and waved them out of the yard as they drove off toward Epsom Downs Racecourse.

Shannon wasn’t really surprised when... within five minutes of getting on the road... Clyde reached over and put his arm ...