Later that afternoon ….
The images of Cal and her fucking, had stayed in her head throughout the remainder of the day. Teasing her, making her ache with desire.
She tried to convince herself that he was just a fuckboy. Trying his luck with an older woman. And with that thought, she felt like she’d been punched in the stomach if it was true.
How can a mixture of written words turn her on so much? And totally change her mindset about herself and her life?
As she walked downstairs. Tom was just getting in from work. He let out a gasp as his cocked twitched seeing his wife dressed in a little black bodycon dress, which skimmed her curves perfectly.
He could tell underneath she was wearing her black lacy underwear and stockings. Teamed perfectly with black patent platform high heels. Her FF cup breasts looked fabulous, full and round in that dress, showing the perfect prick-teasing hint of cleavage.
She looked so fucking sexy, he thought. Her blonde hair was perfectly curled, with smokey-eyed makeup and the sexiest full red lips possible.
His cocked twitched again. Yes, it was his favourite look on her. Pure Sex.
He knew damn well what he’d be doing whilst she was out. Masturbating to his own fantasy of watching his beautiful wife getting fucked by someone else. And in that dress and heels too. The image of her red lips around another man’s cock made him inwardly shudder.
Remembering she was still in front of him, he came back to reality.
“Wow,” Tom said, “You look fantastic,” eying up his beautiful wife and cupping her face to gently kiss her hello.
“It’s a pity you’re not dressed like that for me baby girl.” Tapping her shapely bottom he added, “Be good, won’t you? And if you can’t be good, be good at it.”
She laughed; he smiled. She has no idea that he is deadly serious, and there’s nothing more he would have wanted for her to bring some cock back home with her so he could watch his wife reach her orgasm with another man. Fuck! she sounded and looked so sexy when she cum.
She craved a better response than that from her husband. But she smiled to herself because she saw his cock twitch and grow in his trousers.
For the first time in a long time, she felt sexy and confident. Just how Tom remembered her. But guilt embraced her because she didn’t feel sexy because of Tom. It was because of Cal.
“My taxi’s here.” Charlie pointed out as she looked through the window. “See you later, love you.” She kissed Tom and left to meet her best friend Jayne in the waiting car.
Charlie and Jayne met the rest of the girls in their local. A few hours and a lot more drinks later, they went on to hit a number of bars in town. The bars were busy as it was the start of the bank holiday weekend.
Charlie and her friends were lapping up the attention, from all ages of the opposite sex. Lots of flirting, laughing and most importantly having fun. Something Charlie felt she hadn’t had in ages.
They decided to move to the club instead of going home. She sent a quick text to Tom.
“Going clubbing, don’t wait up X.”
They walked into the foyer of the club giggling at the young doorman drooling over Charlie’s assets. They entered the club, it was way too hot and extremely busy. They ordered their bottle of prosecco at the bar and went to sit down.
Charlie and her friends were all still laughing at the doorman situation when Charlie suddenly stopped. She flushed because walking towards her was Jake … and Cal.
He was as hot as she remembered at the Gym. A young six-foot-two, tanned, blonde, good-looking lad. A lad …. yes, at twenty-four, two years older than her eldest son. What was she doing letting herself lust after someone so young?
Jake asked if it was OK if they joined them and Jayne patted the seat for the two young handsome men to sit down. Jake also knew Jayne’s son. They were chatting about him travelling around Australia.
Cal glared at Charlie. Holy fuck she looked sensational he thought. He could feel his heart palpitating and his cock growing in his tight jeans at just the sight of her. What he wouldn’t do to fuck her. Right here, right now. And feel him enter her pussy for the first time.
He awkwardly fidgeted to make himself a bit more comfortable, hoping no one noticed his raging hard-on. Only someone had. That someone was Charlie.
Jake’s phone pinged. He looked at Cal and said he was going to meet his girlfriend and wouldn’t be long. Cal made out he looked pissed at Jake’s decision. But was secretly happy he had some time to sit with Charlie alone.
Jayne excused herself and she and the others went to dance. In a drunken stumble, she knocked all Charlie’s Fizz down her front. Cal smiled and pretended to drop something. As he got back up, he licked the fizz off Charlie’s wet, perfect cleavage.
It felt like Electric shocks passed through her body and went straight to her clit.
His warm tongue felt so good. “Mmmm.” He licked his lips. “Can’t beat a bit of Fizz Friday.” His eyes lit up, giving the sexiest smile. He winked, stood up, and took her hand to dance.
“Don’t Cha” by the Pussycat Dolls was blasting out and the dancefloor was heaving. With a mix of alcohol, feeling sexy, and the fact Cals just licked her tits in the middle of a nightclub. Charlie felt completely turned on and in the moment.
She loved this song. She started teasing him and grinding into his ripped tight body. Pressing into his hard cock whilst singing the cock teasing words of her being far more dirty, hot, and more interesting than a possible pretty little girlfriend that was sitting waiting for him at home.
He threw his head back and closed his eyes. His Adam’s apple tipped towards the ceiling. He exhaled a slow breath trying to compose himself. It was too much. He thought he would cum in his pants there and then on the dance floor watching her tease him.
God, she was fucking sexy. Her husband was one lucky fucker. Cal thought. His hard-on straining even more through his jeans. There’s no way if she was mine she’d be going out dressed like that.
He couldn’t take it anymore. He wanted her. And he wanted her now. He grabbed her wrist and yanked her towards the fire exit. They slipped outside and the outdoor air hit her. Cal pulled her into a small alcove at the side of the club.
“Fuck me, Charlie.”
Cal glared at her. “You look incredible.” Smiling, he continued “Do you know how much I’ve thought about getting you on your own since I first saw you at the gym?”
“It’s been driving me crazy.” He added.
Before she could even speak he launched his mouth on hers. His hot tongue slid inside. She thought that was enough to make her cum. Her pussy was throbbing by now. His kiss turned her on so much, he was an excellent kisser.
His big, strong hands frantically looked for her nipples through her dress. Sending an unfamiliar electric volt to her pussy. “Oh god, Cal,” she moaned as he was kissing her neck.
“I want you so fucking much, Charlie.” He answered back.
She pulled away. Bit her lip and unzipped his jeans. Holy fuck he was even bigger in the flesh she thought. She grabbed his hard cock and gently stroked him, working him faster in her hand. She circled his Pre-Cum with her thumb.
He let out a sigh. “Fuck. Charlie, that feels so good.” She knelt down on his jacket.
“Yes.” Cal breathed out. “I’ve been wanting this so much.”
Charlie continued to stroke Cal’s hard cock, and she looked up at him whilst taking him in her mouth.
Licking, Sucking, Kissing his young hard cock, she herself became wet even at just the thought of exciting him. FUCK! Is this really happening? Alarmingly, she felt no guilt as he exploded his warm cum into her mouth.
“FUCK! Charlie, that was incredible.” Cal moaned as he lifted her back up to her feet. “You have no idea how much i’ve pictured that moment in my head.”
He pulled her towards him and kissed her again as she ran her fingers roughly through his hair. He moaned as he spun her around, lifted her arms up, and pinned her against the wall.
“It’s not ideal Charlie, and I wanted it differently, but I’ve just got to fuck you right here and now,” Cal whispered. “I want you so much.”
Charlie was so turned on by Cal she didn’t care where they fucked as long as they did.
Something or someone moving caught Cal’s eye, “FUCK!!!!” he said. “It’s Jake.” In the blink of an eye, he scrambled his cock back into his pants, and with Charlie’s quick thinking, she re-positions herself and pretends she’s being sick and Cal was looking after her.
Jake walked up and laughed. “Oh dear, Charlie.”
“Can’t handle the fizz?”
“Have you got some water, Jake?” Cal asked. “Yeah, in my car, come on, Charlie, I’ll take you home.”
“COCK-BLOCKED by Jake again.” Charlie giggled. Cal groaned at Charlie’s wit.
They sat in the car in silence. Well, Charlie did. Jake and Cal were talking. A casual see ya, as Charlie got dropped off first. Jake reminded her he’d be at hers around 10 to look at the leaking tap in the kitchen sink.
She walked in the house and surprise surprise Tom was on the setee out for the count snoring away.
She walked into the kitchen to get a drink of water, and her phone pings it was Cal. “Fuck. You looked so damn sexy on your knees sucking my cock, Charlie.” A second text followed, “I can see you now looking up at me through those sexy blue eyes.”
Charlie moaned at the hot image of her on her knees sucking Cal’s cock. She remembered the heat from him in her mouth and his perfectly placed hands on her head guiding it up and down. Her bright red lipstick smudged and stained all over his cock and her mouth.
She pulled out the breakfast bar stool, hitched her dress up, sat and spread her legs. She pulled her black lacy panties to one side and caressed her clit whilst thinking of Cal fucking her mouth until he cums.
Charlie had not realised Tom had walked in the kitchen until he let out a loud moan. As he continues to watch his wife play with herself. Still dressed and wearing those black high heels. What a sight.
Fixated on her. He starts to stroke his own cock. She can see his hard-on straining underneath his tight boxers. He tells her to unleash her beautiful tits over the neckline of the dress.
He stands there watching her until he releases himself and starts pulling his throbbing cock, totally in sync with her fingers caressing her wet pussy.
She smiles “There he is.” She tells him exactly how to take her in the kitchen. He walks over, stands her up and in one move swiftly turns her around, rips her panties off and bends her over the back of the chair.
He rams his hard cock inside her, whilst grabbing her gorgeous full rounded breasts. She cries out at how hard he is and how he’s filled her.
It’s been a while since they’d had sex and boy could she tell. He was so ready for her. As she was him. They both moaned to the sounds that his cock and her pussy were making. Sliding in and out perfectly. Soft and slow to start, but Charlie needed to be fucked and she told him so. He fucked her hard and fast just like she asked.
He loves her wet tight pussy.
He grasps her hair into a ponytail in his hand and pulls her head back. Her moans rippled through his body. Fuck he wished this was being videoed so he could watch it over and over again.
Charlie was begging to be fucked even harder and faster. Her tits were bouncing everywhere, he knew her well enough to think that this is from being out, drinking always made her horny but this was something different. He felt it, and was secretly hoping it had been what he had been masturbating to earlier on. Her picking up a guy and getting fucked whilst she was out.
He couldn’t take it anymore. He filled her with the warmth of his cum. He felt her tight pussy clasp and contract around him as she let out an almighty orgasmic cry. Both were breathless but he continued to kiss her neck to slow themselves down.
He turned her around and looked at his wife. She was so fucking sexy. He wondered if anyone had shown an interest in her tonight looking at how she did. Would she tell him? Probably not, but knowing Charlie she wouldn’t stand the guilt.
Oh, baby girl, he thought if only you knew.
Just thinking about her with another man made his cock stir to life again. He grabbed her hand and took her upstairs and chucked her on the bed.
He found her delicious wet cum filled pussy with his tongue. He circled her clit over and over again whilst plunging two fingers in. Gently, slowly in and out. Her orgasm took over them both, as his tongue and fingers speeded up. She flooded her juices all in his mouth and squirmed about on the bed grasping the sheets.
“Oh god.” “Oh god.” Her orgasm came so quickly. So strong. He loved tasting her.
Saturday …
For the first time in a long time. Tom stayed in the bed with Charlie. They slept entangled together all night, as they used to do. He had made arrangements to stay off work and Charlie was cooking their breakfast and had left him to sleep in.
He walks into the kitchen and kisses and nibbles the back of her neck whilst slipping two fingers into her tight pussy from behind.
He groans, “Mmmm Charlie.”
“You’re ready for me again,” she moans and pushes back greedily taking his fingers and thrusting in her wet pussy.
His phone rings. “FUCK!”
He groans as he reaches for the call. “Hey, yes, it’s Tom speaking.” The caller talks some more and Tom rolls his eyes. “Have you tried the other key holder?” He waits for the response. “Well, OK then, I suppose I better come.”
Tom sighs a heavy sigh. He spins Charlie around to face him. “Last night was amazing.” He kissed her lovingly on the lips.“I’ll go and get changed and be back as soon as i can.”
Just as he was leaving the doorbell rang. “Oh, that’ll be Jake. I’ll get it.” Tom says. Charlie asks Alexa to play some music from her playlist as she’s washing the pots.
She’s dressed in a short white wrap summer dress with a plunging neckline, yet again enhancing her impressive cleavage and It shows her curves off perfectly.
She could hear talking in the lounge but the all-familiar voice made her freeze and turn round. It wasn’t Jake who stood there. It was Cal. All of a sudden a wave of sickness came over her. It wasn’t the after-effects of the alcohol from the night before either.
It turns out Cal is Jake’s business partner. FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!
An overwhelming panic hit Charlie again. How the hell is she gonna play this cool without giving anything away? She glanced up and let out a little “Hello” and she’s sure the smug bastard smirked at her panicked state.
“Erm, Charlie,” Tom said. “Maybe you shouldn’t be dancing like that in front of our guest, you’ll make the young man blush.”
Tom laughed. He winked at Cal and tapped Charlie’s bum as he kissed her passionately goodbye. Now it was Cal’s turn to look pissed.
Tom quickly glanced at his wife and then at Cal. His cock grew hard instantly. He could see the sexual chemistry between them. Maybe this is it. he thought, He’s seen that look before, Charlie looks turned on to fuck by him. Maybe he’s the one to fuck my wife whilst I watch. Tom left the room but glanced back smiling to himself.
Stood there, Cal became hard instantly. He visually drank in Charlie’s outfit.
Fucking hell, she is so hot He thought to himself. His cock getting even harder.
He flashed back to the image of her keeling and just about to put his cock in her mouth. He closed his eyes. Charlie broke his thought by asking him if he wanted a drink, without even looking at him.
As she was running the spluttery tap he had come to fix. He stopped her in her tracks and grabbed hold of her ass from behind. He squeezed it and whispered in her ear “I don’t like sharing Charlie.” His warm breath on her neck.
“Please tell me you didn’t fuck your old man last night?” He shifted closer. “Because you were still horny from having my cock in your mouth.”
She spun around, fuming, “Who the fuck do you think you are Cal, telling me whether I can fuck my own husband or not?” It was written all over her face, she gave herself away. Instantly regretting her outburst because he was right. She was turned on to fuck when she got home and he had done that to her.
“You did, didn’t you?” Cal asked. “You fucked Tom when you got in.” His expression shifted.
Fuck! He’s angry, she thought.
There was no point in denying it. She told him every single detail.
She couldn’t tell whether he was just purely turned on, or absolutely fucking seething. His chiselled jaw clenched and his cock raged hard. Without a word, he dragged her towards the kitchen counter.
His mouth found hers hard almost hurting her. Not in lust but in punishment. It was rough, nothing like last night’s kiss.
He bent her over and did everything she had just described that happened the night before with Tom. His cock was so much harder, longer and thicker than Toms. He wasn’t gentle either. He meant to take her for his satisfaction and not hers.
She was being punished. And she liked it. No. Actually, she fucking loved it.
He fucked her hard and fast. Her curvaceous body moved with every thrust and her tits were bouncing everywhere. He closed his eyes, he needed this more than she knew. Next time would be so much different.
He came explosively into her wet pussy, she begged him to carry on so she could cum as she was so close, but he wasn’t having any of it. He ignored her, pulled out and without a word zipped his cock away and went and got his tools out of the van.
With her eyes stinging from holding back tears she ran upstairs. “What the fuck have I just let happen?” she sobbed. But the tears soon stopped as she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. All pink and flushed and a definite “Just fucked look.” She was so turned on knowing that she’d been punished for being a bad girl.
His cum was still dripping from inside her. She felt if she didn’t reach that orgasm by herself she’d explode. The pent-up anger. The pent-up sexual frustration of not being allowed to cum.
She slumped to her chair in her bedroom. Watching herself in the mirror, she spread her legs and moved one over the side of the chair arm.
She caressed her breasts and lowered her hand and started to circle her clit. She needed this. She needed him. She felt his naked presence as she started to stroke her wet cum filled pussy.
“Fucking hell Charlie. You’re addictive.” He added, “I can’t get you out of my head.” He breathed her in before gently kissing her. He led her to the shower. The water cascades down their bodies with Cal washing Charlie from head to toe. He was so gentle and looked remorseful for treating her the way he just had in the kitchen.
Once they had finished showering, he led her back into the bedroom where he took control again. This time he was so much gentler than before. His tongue circled her clit over and over again, whilst rubbing her tits with one hand and stroking himself with his other.
She glanced down. Watching him.
Now this was fucking hot.
And she too was addicted.
To be continued ….
