Nicole unzipped her navy satin dress. Lowering the shoulder straps, the dress fell silently to the floor.
She stepped out of the dress and walked to the dresser, her feet padding on the carpet.
John watched her. Nicole was wearing black stockings held in place by a suspender belt.
She was otherwise naked.
"So did you..?"
Nicole took off her silver gucci watch and placed it on the dresser.
She turned to face John in the bed.
"Did I fuck him? That's between us" |
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Nicole turned back to the dresser and picked up her gold wedding band. Absent-mindedly, she pushed it back onto her finger and then unhooked the silver necklace that she wore. The necklace has a saphire pendant, encased in silver, which tapped the glass of the dresser as she put it down.
"Shall I tell you about my evening, John?"
"I'd like to know"
"Are you sure? Once I tell you it will always be known"
"Yes...I'd like to know"
"Are you naked under the covers?"
"No"
Nicole strode to the bed and reached under.
"Take them off"
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John took off his boxers.
He'd been thinking about this moment all night.
His cock hardened the moment he'd heard Nicole's taxi pull up to the house.
It was 3.45am.
Two days earlier Nicole had ^winked^ at a man on Fab. He had immediately messaged their couple's profile.
*the lack of a subject line is shit, isn't it? Lol. My name is D-S... new to Ireland. Thanks for the wink.*
Nicole passed the phone to John.
"What do you think..? Handsome, right?"
"For an Englishman, I guess"
John scrolled through D-S's public pics, then handed the phone back.
"Seems decent"
Nicole turned to face John on the sofa. Undoing the top three buttons of her work blouse she bit her lip and said...
"Can you imagine me with him?"
"Can you imagine me with him?" |
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As she repeated herself she undid her blouse completely and knealed on the floor.
She took off her blouse, her white bra pushing her breasts together.
John walked to her, undoing his suit trousers.
Nicole lowered his shorts and stroked his soft cock until it got hard.
"Can you imagine me with him?" She repeated. "His hand between my legs. Taking off my bra. Can you imagine me doing this..?"
Nicole licked the head of John's cock, then reached back for her phone.
He showed John D-S's profile photo.
"What can you imagine me doing with him?"
With that, John put his hand on the back of Nicole's head, and thrust into her mouth |
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Later that evening, whilst John was watching Shardlake on Disney+, Nicole chatted with DS over fab.
"If you send me a friend request you'll know all about what I did with John tonight.."
DS clicked on the couple's private videos and watched Nicole on her knees, swallowing as John came in her mouth just 30mins earlier.
"That was tonight?" DS asked.
"Half an hour ago. I can still taste his cum.."
"Can you send me a face pic?"
John looked over. Nicole winked and took a photo, still in her white bra.
"Coffee meet first?" Suggested DS
"How about cocktails?" |
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"Meeting DS on saturday for a few drinks"
"Oh. That was quick."
"He looks cute"
John paused the TV and kissed his wife. He could still get a faint taste of his cum on her tongue.
It turned him on.
John went to his knees and took off Nicole's business skirt, then lowered her white thong.
Nicole sat back, opened her legs and refreshed her phone. DS had sent a full body pic.
She showed John, and then pushed his head down between her legs.
With DS's photo open on her phone, John's tongue entered her |
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John stirred.
It was around 2.30am and a light in the room woke him up.
He turned groggily to see what it was.
Nicole was on her phone.
"What's up?"
"On fab"
"Perving vids?"
"No. Chatting with DS. "
"It's 2am.."
"Oh. Sorry. Lost track of time"
"Let me see the chat"
Nicole passed John her phone.
He scrolled through the messages.
"You've clicked"
As the night had gone on the messages had become increasingly sexual.
"Take a pic of me, John"
Nicole lowered the duvet so that her naked body was exposed.
John switched on a side lamp...and then took the photo...his naked wife's pic sent to this stranger.
"Now can we sleep?"
"Sure"
John switched off the lamp and lay in the dark, thinking of how DS would react to the photo.
His cock hardened.....
...he had a good idea. |
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John walked to the fridge and took out a cold bottle of Estrella Galicia.
It was Saturday night.
The bottle opener was next to an already chilled glass.
Tipping the glass to a 40° angle, he slowly poured in the lager.
A slight twist to get a head on the beer, and then he sat on the stool of the breakfast table.
He heard Nicole upstairs getting ready, took a gulp, and walked up to the bedroom.
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Nicole was standing in front of a full length mirror, completely naked, shaking a canister of hairspray as she brushed her hair.
John sat on the edge of a deep blue ottoman that was at the end of the king-sized bed.
Nicole tied the saphire pendant around her neck, then, looking at John in the mirror, removed her wedding ring.
She began to dress.
Suspender belt.
Black stockings.
Deep blue satin cocktail dress.
No bra.
No knickers.
"Could you do the zip, please?"
John stood ...and then finished raising the zip.
Nicole stroked John's cock for a few seconds as she kissed him deeply.
"Where are you meeting DS?"
"The cocktail bar of The Marker Hotel"
"Has he booked a room?"
"I didn't ask"
Nicole walked to her bedside table and took out a bullet vibrator and small packet of condoms.
"Planning on fucking him?"
"Maybe....but just in case..." |
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The first time John saw his wife with another man was at a university reunion a year ago.
Nicole and John had headed to Edinburgh where they had met.
John had done a Masters in molecular Biology, and Nicole was a final year student in Business.
There was a reunion for graduates who had left ten years previous.
After a tour of the campus the university had arranged drinks, BBQ, and a disco.
Meeting old friends had been a blast.
Meeting Peter, Nicole's ex, illuminating.
At 12.30 all their friends piled into a minibus
"Let's hit 'Subway' nightclub!!"
"Argh...no way!"
"It's class"
"Shots!"
Drinks flowed
Laughter
Dancing.
John went to get a round in for the gang.
As he returned he had a sixth sense and turned to his left.
On the dancefloor Nicole was dancing with Peter.
Hips swayed in time, Nicole's thigh pressed against Peter's crotch.
Peter's leg pressed between hers.
Peter lowered the strap of Nicole's dress, exposing a shoulder.
Laughing Nicole fixed it...and then kissed Peter
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John watched transfixed.
Peter continued kissing Nicole...
...and Nicole kissed him just as eagerly.
They broke apart suddenly and, as if a 6th sense tapped her on the shoulder, Nicole immediately turned and stared back at John.
John carried the round back to the table as Nicole caught up with him.
"Fuck...I'm so sorry....erm...just heat of the moment!"
"It's ok...I understand.."
The group of friends reunited at the table. Peter apologised and the lads shook hands.
That night, John and Nicole had the best sex in months: John's cock was strong, his hunger animalistic, masculine desire took over.
That is when Nicole and John understood what it meant to feel jealousy, desire and reclamation.
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The two of them began to role play in order to explore this new side of their sexuality.
It began innocently.
On a train.
Nicole and John would sit seperately, but in view of each other.
Dressed in a navy business suit and pink blouse, inevitably a man woukd sit next to Nicole and try to start a conversation.
Nicole would, if she liked the gentleman, encourage the exchange.
A smile.
A giggle.
John would watch as the man touched Nicole's hand.
Nicole then stroked the stranger's arm.
Exchange phone numbers.
And a peck on tge cheek as they arrived at their stop.
On one occasion a french university tutor moved his hand to Nicole's thigh...and she opened her legs slightly.
John watched as the French tutor kept his hand on his wife's thigh for two stops, leaning forward as they spoke.
That night he came hard as Nicole described how she would fuck the tutor the next day. |
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