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Borrow your wife??
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"beautiful!" She is. Very much so | |||
Just ask him to send her round so you can return the favour ... I would  | |||
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Nice story OP | |||
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"Like the story and also being in West Mids just come and use my wife!" | |||
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"You can borrow me anytime. Just adore playing/fucking with you. Be so glad when we can enjoy others together Kim xx "Let hubby know I’ll be borrowing you soon!!! | |||
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"PS Can I be in the next story ? Kim xx" What would the title be??? | |||
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"PS Can I be in the next story ? Kim xx What would the title be???" Depends which meet you pick ? Xx | |||
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"PS Can I be in the next story ? Kim xx What would the title be??? Depends which meet you pick ? Xx" ?? | |||
"PS Can I be in the next story ? Kim xx What would the title be??? Depends which meet you pick ? Xx ??" Fucking wife while hubby is asleep | |||
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"Ended? Hell no that’s not what’s been happening but I have been on a massive learning curve, to say the least. Despite all of the talk, discussions and back and forth by text, we barely set eyes on each other again. From what I’ve been told their lease was up and they decided against renewal. Regardless it was too close to him. Too many peering eyes and interested parties. The glances at the shop became a bit much. My profile was leaked and it effected me more than them as they’ve left the area for pastures new. For a while it was head down and keeping myself to myself. Views on my profile were through the roof, though not much contact. It seemed as though I’d embarrassed myself by being involved in that scenario. Now do you believe in karma? Where one good turn deserves another. Sometimes the planets align and things take a turn for the better. Travelling back home, I was tired and had been quite happy to take the long way home. It’s usually quite a pretty route and never any traffic. Missing out the centre of town in favour of the back roads. We can’t to a slow stop and awaited our turn to pull out and around the car that was stationary. After a huff and a puff and a bit a tantrum I eased my way around the car. Realising there was a lay by 50 yards away from where the car was. I pulled in, walked back and offered to help the driver. An older guy, greying hair but dressed quite trendily. He had everything to change the tyre that was flat at the front of the car. No problem, back to the car and got mine from my boot. Went back and introduced myself to Donny. We quickly got the wheel off and the spare on. Admiring his car, he mentioned it would be a classic really soon. He was clearly into his car but just seemed a little aloof about some things. By the time we finished there was a line of pissed off locals trying to use the back road to get home. We giggled about it as we jumped in his car the for the 50 yard journey to mine. Again causing a stir as we slowly pulled in. He seemed alright, giving it back to hecklers as they drove past! He offered me a drink, said he didn’t know a lot of places around here but his sisters place is up the road. Why not! Obviously not a heavy one. ‘Just one’ I say. Driving behind Donny was an experience. As powerful as his car was he was taking his time. At times we were going in a loop, down one lane and back up it. Until we eventually got to the most remote country pub. Not exactly the biscuit tin looking establishment but very secluded. There was nobody to be seen. I started to feel a bit uncomfortable as he cried out ‘Olivia… Liv… where are you’? I heard a massive crash out towards the back of the pub, a massive dust plume and then this figure appeared. Hair swept up in a bun, dungarees, steel top capped boots and glasses. She had a fuller figure, imagine a similar shape to Adele. We had the uncomfortable introduction. Donny forgetting my name. She joked about Donnie and Jonny being in town and that if we were a celeb couple couple we’d be called DonJon! Now when I say this place was derelict. My order came in a can as the pipes weren’t connected yet. One turned to two, three even four cans later Liv decided to show me the living quarters, with her brother in tow getting more merrier than either of us. She explained that she had blown her budget renovating the rooms and had underestimated the cost of renovating the building. It got quite late and I decided to get a taxi home. It took a while to come but it was the better option, I’d come back for the car in the morning. I thanked them both and left, offering my number to them both. I headed back in the morning. This time riding the bike the few miles back to the pub. Donny’s car had gone and there seemed no sign of life. I knocked the door but no answer. I loaded the bike to the rack and started the engine when Liv came running up the lane. She looked flustered and relieved to see me. The falling of a shelf yesterday had wedged the back door closed and meant she was unable to get access. So as you do, I rolled up my sleeves and aided the damsel in distress. It’s amazing what you find out about people when you’re in close proximity with someone. We spoke of her divorce being the reason she moved this way and left quite a high profile role in the city. Her ex being unfaithful and leaving for her assistant meant that she was wanting to start a new life and spontaneously ended up owning a pub. I spoke about the loads of things and touched on the Carl and Karen situation. Each time the conversation would move to something else she would find a way to bring it back round to that encounter and what happened after. She compared the difference with her situation. Questioning whether it would have been different had her ex had permission to do what he did. Whether or not she could have handled it better had she known? The fact that she bombarded me with questions for at least 10 minutes was starting to get a little bit tiring. Until she told me about the time she had spent visiting naturist spots around her old workplace and how she enjoyed the attention she used to get in her younger days. In the 4 months she had been living there she hadn’t got to know anybody and it seemed as though her brother would only visit when he needed something. We agreed for her to visit mine one evening next week. She joked about taking me to a naturist sauna and I joked about scaring all the punters if I took my towel off! During the week we spoke via text and agreed that she would come round on my day off on the Wednesday. I popped on here on Tuesday evening to scroll through the profiles, check in with a few friends and generally have nose. When out of the blue I got a message from a lady I had sent a wink to. I know right! There was very little in terms of chat. She had a proposition of meeting up on the Wednesday at a club for some day time fun. A regular weekly event that I had been to a few times. Her new profile picture was unbelievable, I couldn’t say no. Yet I would be double booked with Liv coming over as well. I tried texting to rearrange but had no luck. There was no response, no blue tick after the message! It wasn’t until mid morning that I heard from Liv. Her phone had been turned off but she was on the way to mine. Uuurrrrgggghhhh! She came in and was looking quite attractive. A floaty dress. Her hair down for the first time. A floaty dress and some trainers. She scrubbed up quite well. I made a cup of tea and decided to tell her what had happened on Fab the night before and the plans that I had made. She couldn’t stop giggling. She seemed interested to know ore about the lady I was meeting with. I didn’t show her the profile but did show her around Fab. She was transfixed when we read reviews about the club I were heading to. As she was reading a message came through saying ‘Rain check can’t make today but happy to rearrange’. Fucking typical! I explained that this was par for the course on a site like this and that often people would experience let downs or people would change their minds. ‘Let’s go’ she almost whispered it and then she just kept repeating it over and again until she started giggling again. I had booked in as a couple and did fancy going. All the way she kept asking me questions about what to expect. Would she be liked by the others. Made me promise not to leave her side. She was unsure about playing with anyone and I hadn’t propositioned her to consider me either. There were a few other things she insisted on also. If anybody got to close or made her feel uncomfortable I was to take her away. If she didn’t like someone she would let me know. And if anybody asked who she was, I was to tell them that she was mine. ‘My what’? We booked in at reception. With my original meet not coming she used her profile name and we both went in without issue. All was great on first impression. We put our things in the lockers and she appeared from the changing room in a towel. Slightly too small to fit around her and split in a very compromising position. We looked around the jacuzzi area and it was all quite tame with people in there just having a chat. She didn’t want to get in but was happy to sit around the edge, speaking to anyone who spoke to her. We looked around and found a lockable room. We went in there for a bit of breather as a group of lads had started to follow us around and she was becoming a bit overwhelmed. It was when we were in there that she explained that she had never been with a black man. She wasn’t sure why, admitted to fancying some of the usual celebs. She had been propositioned in the past but never done anything more than kiss a black man. My initial thought was well here we are, so why not. But she didn’t seem as though she really wanted to play with me either so we just spoke about what she thought about it. She was getting ready to leave the room when she said that she would be more relaxed if she left the towel off and made her way to the couples area to see what was happening in there. Was she mad! She didn’t like the attention but wants to leave her towel? She explained that it was what she was used to in that type of place. Who was I to argue! We found a large open play area. There were two sexy girls on a bed eating each other out. There was a clique of three couples in the middle of the large bed doing no more than chatting and having general conversations. They were clearly regulars. There was another couple on the opposite side of the room. Liv made a beeline for them as they looked as out of place as we did. He was about 30 and she must have been about 50. They were there for their first meet and were finding it hard to penetrate the main group. Liv was really comfortable with these two. We would break from conversation to look at the two women now trying the deferent props in the room. As one of the ladies was strapped to an A frame, one of the men on the bed started lightly lashing her with a cat o nine tails. We grimaced at the sound of each hit and the lady just laughed louder with each one. I left the room to head to the bathroom. Leaving Liv with the couple. Walking through the club it seemed lively all over. Everybody was having fun. There was lots to see, loads going on. I stopped on the way back to check my phone in the locker. My battery was dead so headed back to the room. When I got back I was surprised to see male of the couple fingering Liv. Like teenager in the back seat of a cinema! His female partner was now playing with herself and kissing Liv. She was so caught up in the moment that she hadn’t seen me come back to the room. I didn’t disturb her as she looked very much into it. The three started to get more animated and louder. The regulars had now become transfixed by what was going on in our corner of the room. I was the spare part and getting no attention. He was starting to get Liv really turned on and seemed to focus his attention on her and less on his partner. She came and stood next to me and we both watched the two of them start fucking. Liv opened her eyes and saw me staring at her. She got slightly embarrassed. It was as though she forget herself or forgot that I was there. She stopped what she was doing with him and called his partner over whispering in her ear. She pulled her partner over to me and asked if I minded him fucking her? Two consenting adults could do what they want! ‘She said she’s yours and needs your permission to fuck him’! Liv nodded at me as they were asking the question. Then the lad winked at his partner and she dropped to her knees before I could answer the question she had me balls deep in her mouth. He turned bent Liv over and fucked her like a rag doll. A real hard fucking and she kept nodding and smiling at me. He pulled out of her and grabbed his girls head from crotch. I was throbbing hard watching as he unloaded jizz in her mouth. She struggled to swallow it. Then turned back to me and just laughed. As she grabbed my cock Liv moved her hand. Liv pulled me closer and put my cock in her moist pussy. As naughty as it was I filled her. She kept pulling me closer as I kept filling her with my spunk. We left almost as quickly as we had come. Admittedly stopping twice to repeat what we had done in the club. Not saying anything in between stops. After the second time she went really quiet. I couldn’t decide if I had done something to offend or if she had second thoughts about what we’d done. We’ve been back to the club, visited saunas and been abroad to visit other clubs. Even better is that last month we opened her establishment and she is now bringing in money. It was too secluded to remain as a pub and so she has given me free rein to host ‘special nights’. Nights where people can socialise with open minded people. The rooms are doing well when being booked per night after the events. Now we don’t have a licence to have a full on party or organise a club event but the renting of rooms only appeal to those who agree to stay in unlocked rooms. Very often the guests will start the night in one room and wake in another. Liv and I are hoping to launch the club when all permissions are granted so please keep an eye out for our first event." Well we would love to be visiting your establishment sometime it sounds like there perfect getaway we need  | |||
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"Ended? Hell no that’s not what’s been happening but I have been on a massive learning curve, to say the least. Despite all of the talk, discussions and back and forth by text, we barely set eyes on each other again. From what I’ve been told their lease was up and they decided against renewal. Regardless it was too close to him. Too many peering eyes and interested parties. The glances at the shop became a bit much. My profile was leaked and it effected me more than them as they’ve left the area for pastures new. For a while it was head down and keeping myself to myself. Views on my profile were through the roof, though not much contact. It seemed as though I’d embarrassed myself by being involved in that scenario. Now do you believe in karma? Where one good turn deserves another. Sometimes the planets align and things take a turn for the better. Travelling back home, I was tired and had been quite happy to take the long way home. It’s usually quite a pretty route and never any traffic. Missing out the centre of town in favour of the back roads. We can’t to a slow stop and awaited our turn to pull out and around the car that was stationary. After a huff and a puff and a bit a tantrum I eased my way around the car. Realising there was a lay by 50 yards away from where the car was. I pulled in, walked back and offered to help the driver. An older guy, greying hair but dressed quite trendily. He had everything to change the tyre that was flat at the front of the car. No problem, back to the car and got mine from my boot. Went back and introduced myself to Donny. We quickly got the wheel off and the spare on. Admiring his car, he mentioned it would be a classic really soon. He was clearly into his car but just seemed a little aloof about some things. By the time we finished there was a line of pissed off locals trying to use the back road to get home. We giggled about it as we jumped in his car the for the 50 yard journey to mine. Again causing a stir as we slowly pulled in. He seemed alright, giving it back to hecklers as they drove past! He offered me a drink, said he didn’t know a lot of places around here but his sisters place is up the road. Why not! Obviously not a heavy one. ‘Just one’ I say. Driving behind Donny was an experience. As powerful as his car was he was taking his time. At times we were going in a loop, down one lane and back up it. Until we eventually got to the most remote country pub. Not exactly the biscuit tin looking establishment but very secluded. There was nobody to be seen. I started to feel a bit uncomfortable as he cried out ‘Olivia… Liv… where are you’? I heard a massive crash out towards the back of the pub, a massive dust plume and then this figure appeared. Hair swept up in a bun, dungarees, steel top capped boots and glasses. She had a fuller figure, imagine a similar shape to Adele. We had the uncomfortable introduction. Donny forgetting my name. She joked about Donnie and Jonny being in town and that if we were a celeb couple couple we’d be called DonJon! Now when I say this place was derelict. My order came in a can as the pipes weren’t connected yet. One turned to two, three even four cans later Liv decided to show me the living quarters, with her brother in tow getting more merrier than either of us. She explained that she had blown her budget renovating the rooms and had underestimated the cost of renovating the building. It got quite late and I decided to get a taxi home. It took a while to come but it was the better option, I’d come back for the car in the morning. I thanked them both and left, offering my number to them both. I headed back in the morning. This time riding the bike the few miles back to the pub. Donny’s car had gone and there seemed no sign of life. I knocked the door but no answer. I loaded the bike to the rack and started the engine when Liv came running up the lane. She looked flustered and relieved to see me. The falling of a shelf yesterday had wedged the back door closed and meant she was unable to get access. So as you do, I rolled up my sleeves and aided the damsel in distress. It’s amazing what you find out about people when you’re in close proximity with someone. We spoke of her divorce being the reason she moved this way and left quite a high profile role in the city. Her ex being unfaithful and leaving for her assistant meant that she was wanting to start a new life and spontaneously ended up owning a pub. I spoke about the loads of things and touched on the Carl and Karen situation. Each time the conversation would move to something else she would find a way to bring it back round to that encounter and what happened after. She compared the difference with her situation. Questioning whether it would have been different had her ex had permission to do what he did. Whether or not she could have handled it better had she known? The fact that she bombarded me with questions for at least 10 minutes was starting to get a little bit tiring. Until she told me about the time she had spent visiting naturist spots around her old workplace and how she enjoyed the attention she used to get in her younger days. In the 4 months she had been living there she hadn’t got to know anybody and it seemed as though her brother would only visit when he needed something. We agreed for her to visit mine one evening next week. She joked about taking me to a naturist sauna and I joked about scaring all the punters if I took my towel off! During the week we spoke via text and agreed that she would come round on my day off on the Wednesday. I popped on here on Tuesday evening to scroll through the profiles, check in with a few friends and generally have nose. When out of the blue I got a message from a lady I had sent a wink to. I know right! There was very little in terms of chat. She had a proposition of meeting up on the Wednesday at a club for some day time fun. A regular weekly event that I had been to a few times. Her new profile picture was unbelievable, I couldn’t say no. Yet I would be double booked with Liv coming over as well. I tried texting to rearrange but had no luck. There was no response, no blue tick after the message! It wasn’t until mid morning that I heard from Liv. Her phone had been turned off but she was on the way to mine. Uuurrrrgggghhhh! She came in and was looking quite attractive. A floaty dress. Her hair down for the first time. A floaty dress and some trainers. She scrubbed up quite well. I made a cup of tea and decided to tell her what had happened on Fab the night before and the plans that I had made. She couldn’t stop giggling. She seemed interested to know ore about the lady I was meeting with. I didn’t show her the profile but did show her around Fab. She was transfixed when we read reviews about the club I were heading to. As she was reading a message came through saying ‘Rain check can’t make today but happy to rearrange’. Fucking typical! I explained that this was par for the course on a site like this and that often people would experience let downs or people would change their minds. ‘Let’s go’ she almost whispered it and then she just kept repeating it over and again until she started giggling again. I had booked in as a couple and did fancy going. All the way she kept asking me questions about what to expect. Would she be liked by the others. Made me promise not to leave her side. She was unsure about playing with anyone and I hadn’t propositioned her to consider me either. There were a few other things she insisted on also. If anybody got to close or made her feel uncomfortable I was to take her away. If she didn’t like someone she would let me know. And if anybody asked who she was, I was to tell them that she was mine. ‘My what’? We booked in at reception. With my original meet not coming she used her profile name and we both went in without issue. All was great on first impression. We put our things in the lockers and she appeared from the changing room in a towel. Slightly too small to fit around her and split in a very compromising position. We looked around the jacuzzi area and it was all quite tame with people in there just having a chat. She didn’t want to get in but was happy to sit around the edge, speaking to anyone who spoke to her. We looked around and found a lockable room. We went in there for a bit of breather as a group of lads had started to follow us around and she was becoming a bit overwhelmed. It was when we were in there that she explained that she had never been with a black man. She wasn’t sure why, admitted to fancying some of the usual celebs. She had been propositioned in the past but never done anything more than kiss a black man. My initial thought was well here we are, so why not. But she didn’t seem as though she really wanted to play with me either so we just spoke about what she thought about it. She was getting ready to leave the room when she said that she would be more relaxed if she left the towel off and made her way to the couples area to see what was happening in there. Was she mad! She didn’t like the attention but wants to leave her towel? She explained that it was what she was used to in that type of place. Who was I to argue! We found a large open play area. There were two sexy girls on a bed eating each other out. There was a clique of three couples in the middle of the large bed doing no more than chatting and having general conversations. They were clearly regulars. There was another couple on the opposite side of the room. Liv made a beeline for them as they looked as out of place as we did. He was about 30 and she must have been about 50. They were there for their first meet and were finding it hard to penetrate the main group. Liv was really comfortable with these two. We would break from conversation to look at the two women now trying the deferent props in the room. As one of the ladies was strapped to an A frame, one of the men on the bed started lightly lashing her with a cat o nine tails. We grimaced at the sound of each hit and the lady just laughed louder with each one. I left the room to head to the bathroom. Leaving Liv with the couple. Walking through the club it seemed lively all over. Everybody was having fun. There was lots to see, loads going on. I stopped on the way back to check my phone in the locker. My battery was dead so headed back to the room. When I got back I was surprised to see male of the couple fingering Liv. Like teenager in the back seat of a cinema! His female partner was now playing with herself and kissing Liv. She was so caught up in the moment that she hadn’t seen me come back to the room. I didn’t disturb her as she looked very much into it. The three started to get more animated and louder. The regulars had now become transfixed by what was going on in our corner of the room. I was the spare part and getting no attention. He was starting to get Liv really turned on and seemed to focus his attention on her and less on his partner. She came and stood next to me and we both watched the two of them start fucking. Liv opened her eyes and saw me staring at her. She got slightly embarrassed. It was as though she forget herself or forgot that I was there. She stopped what she was doing with him and called his partner over whispering in her ear. She pulled her partner over to me and asked if I minded him fucking her? Two consenting adults could do what they want! ‘She said she’s yours and needs your permission to fuck him’! Liv nodded at me as they were asking the question. Then the lad winked at his partner and she dropped to her knees before I could answer the question she had me balls deep in her mouth. He turned bent Liv over and fucked her like a rag doll. A real hard fucking and she kept nodding and smiling at me. He pulled out of her and grabbed his girls head from crotch. I was throbbing hard watching as he unloaded jizz in her mouth. She struggled to swallow it. Then turned back to me and just laughed. As she grabbed my cock Liv moved her hand. Liv pulled me closer and put my cock in her moist pussy. As naughty as it was I filled her. She kept pulling me closer as I kept filling her with my spunk. We left almost as quickly as we had come. Admittedly stopping twice to repeat what we had done in the club. Not saying anything in between stops. After the second time she went really quiet. I couldn’t decide if I had done something to offend or if she had second thoughts about what we’d done. We’ve been back to the club, visited saunas and been abroad to visit other clubs. Even better is that last month we opened her establishment and she is now bringing in money. It was too secluded to remain as a pub and so she has given me free rein to host ‘special nights’. Nights where people can socialise with open minded people. The rooms are doing well when being booked per night after the events. Now we don’t have a licence to have a full on party or organise a club event but the renting of rooms only appeal to those who agree to stay in unlocked rooms. Very often the guests will start the night in one room and wake in another. Liv and I are hoping to launch the club when all permissions are granted so please keep an eye out for our first event. Well we would love to be visiting your establishment sometime it sounds like there perfect getaway we need " | |||
