Postscript
Based on fact. What happened is true but some of the conversations are as close to fact as I can remember being told by my wife.
A word of warning to anyone living on an estate or who has to have a tradesman call. My work was mostly Industrial but Pete often worked on houses and he did have the gift. Often a young lonely wife would ask him in for a drink. As he would say “then you played them like a fish on a hook.
The Lunch Break.
Not long after she had made me a cuckold with Ray, I was working some distance away from home, in Hinckley and did not get back home until early evening, but Ray and Pete the Plumber were working locally in the village we lived (Barlestone).
My wife Lynda did not have a job that day so she was at home alone, It was April and the weather was warm, I know this because Lynda had been sun bathing in the back as usual topless. Usually had only the bottom of her bikini on, she replaced the top and slipped on her short sarong when she went in to make her lunch. Their was knock on the door.
I arrived home at about 5.30pm, I walked in home and was greeted by my wife dressed in her white blouse with no bra and her mini kilt. I greeted her in our usual way with a long kiss and she said “you go for your shower and change while I set tea”. When I got down the meal was set and we sat down to eat. “I have to tell you something and it is not easy, so try not to get mad with me”.
“As if I would” I answered. So she told me what happened.
“I opened the door and and saw Ray and Peter there so I let them in, I told them I was just having my lunch and Ray replied. “that's why we've come round, we are working in the old Vicarage and there is nowhere to make a drink, so we thought we could beg a brew from you”.
“Cause I will, come in and I'll put the kettle on. I'll make you something if you wish”.
“Its fine we have sandwiches, but maybe afters?” Pete then said.
“Not working today?” Ray said.
“No” I answered “I do not have a job to day or, I did but it was cancelled”.
“What was that modelling?”
“Something like that so I thought I would top up my tan instead”.
“And very nice to. Is it all over?” asked Peter.
“Nearly” I answered.
To cut a long story short, the rest of the lunch carried on with light chat some a bit close to the bone, they asked me about my modelling and how far would I go if requested and how far had I gone, would Malvyn mind etc. I suspected all this chat was making them horny, it as me and I decided to jump on my husband when he came home.
After they had finished their sandwiches I asked them if they would like anything else. “Well you look rather tasty” Peter said “and I haven't had a slice of you have I?”. We could go upstairs”.
“No our bed is only for my husband and me to play in” I answered.
“Oh so you would but not in bed?” he replied. With that he took my hand.
“ I let my self open with that didn't I”. let him lead me into the living room and we sat on the settee, Ray followed, Peter went to kiss me but I turned my head away. I let him take off my sarong and undo my top. I then sat back and said “you Like?”
“Very nice” so I guided his mouth to my nipples while I felt for his knob through his trousers. I felt Ray easing down my bikini bottoms, this is going to be fun I thought. I slipped down Peters zip and had a feel inside, his dick was not as big as yours but it would have to do. Peter stood up and took off his pants while Ray fingered me. I turned and lay on the settee ready for Peter, he stood and looked at me then lay on me, entered and started to pump away. He soon shot his load in me and got off, then Ray followed him straight in and gave me all his rod and soon all his load.
After they had finished I just lay there with my legs open while they got ready to go back to work, they did not say anything but just left. I got off the settee and went for a shower and then tidied up the house ready for you to come home”.
That was the end of her narrative so I asked her if she enjoyed it?
“No” she said, “I felt used and degraded, I like to do things to tease you and turn you on but I felt tis was degrading. So please don't get mad or say anything to them”.
“I wont” but I then decided that I would shag Pete's Wife just for spit. But it did not quite work out the way I planed when the chance arose.
For those of you who have red my first two blogs know my wife went into modelling just after we where married. Part of the chores was to keep her pubes in good order, she would trim them keeping a nice triangle but I always had the enviable task of shaving her lips, this always ended with us having fun. The reason for the shave was to give a better shot for the camera. Now she did this the Thursday before we went out.
I digress. I worked for a small company in Ibstock their were six of us in all (Electrical Engineers). At the end of the week we would meet up with some of the wives and go out for a drink around the village, at that time there were six pubs. The more we had to drink the sexier the chat would get but this was normal. At 11pm (closing time) Lynda asked the gang back to our house for coffee, but they all declined apart from Ray who had left his car at ours anyway, so we all said our good nights and went our separate ways.
Non of our friends new Lynda was a model. When we got home Lynda said “why don't you show Ray some of my latest photos”? Ray sat on the settee and I got him the photos, when he saw them he went bug eyed. Lynda had gone up stairs while I put the coffee on then went to chat to Ray obviously he had no idea. Ten minuets went by when the lounge door opened and Lynda came in with only a see through sarong my brother had given her from Selon and a blind man could see she had nothing underneath. She sat down between us on the settee, put her arms around and said “Happy birthday Ray I hope you like your present” we where gob smacked, then she sat down between us kissed me and turned to Ray and really gave him a passionate kiss. I saw nothing else for it but to start to play with her breast, all the time she was kissing Ray, she then started to move and moan so I moved my hand down between her legs but their was already another hand there with two fingers working in and out, the only thing I could do was to sit back and watch.
she stood up saying to me “you stay there this is for Ray”, took off her sarong saying “I hope you Like”. She then lay down in the floor and slowly opened her legs exposing herself to us. Obviously I had that view before but he had not so he sat there studying her and she looked ready. “This is for you Ray, do you want to take your present ?”
He looked at me and said “you don't mind”
“This is a s big a shock to me as you but enjoy yourself”.
So he took off his shirt, he was quite skinny, then his pants and for the first time I saw his dick, he had a good ten inches if not more. Lynda looked up at it and let out a low Oh He knelt down and she took his dick in hand then guided him into her. She arched her back to give him better access and looked like his first push went right into her. It did not take him long but when he did shoot he thrust right into her and made her wince. They both lay there spent and entwined for a while then he lifted off her. I could see his sperm dripping from between her virginal passage as she lay there spread-eagled. I stood up to take my turn but she stopped me saying, “Rays treat, you can make the coffee while I sort herself out”. Ray in the mean time was getting dressed.
We chatted while we had our coffee, later she took Ray to the door, kissed him goodnight. Then I thought it was my turn but she said “no” and she would not let me touch her until the next evening. I asked her why she would not let me follow Ray in she replied “my smaller cock would be an anti climax”. After he had stretched her.
When I saw Ray later in the week I asked him if he enjoyed his self he replied he had and maybe we could do it again.
This was the first time someone else had her in our home but certainly not the last.
More to come if you would like or drop me a email?
We used to go out at the end of the week on Friday nights with our friends and work mates. They did not know that Lynda was a glamour model. It was near Christmas so we decided to go to Burton upon Trent that evening, we took two cars Richard's and mine a Ford Zodiac straight six, bench seats, three gear column change, for those who like to know that sort of thing.
We did a few pubs in the town, then decided to head back down the A50 to Coalville for an Indian. In the back was Ray and Keith who was a confirmed bachelor, Audrey and Pete sat in the front, while I drove. We had only just left Burton when I checked my mirror and saw Lynda Kissing Ray. O.K. No problem but then she turned to Keith and started on him. Audrey snuggled up to Pete and went to sleep. Lynda had on a brown dress that was low cut in a v she could not ware a bra with it so it was no surprise that the next time I looked her breast was exposed and two hands where playing with them, there was a bit of panting and laughing from the back. Pete was trying to turn around but with Audrey asleep on his arm he could not see what was going on, I could not see much because of the bench seat. There was a bit of straightening out in the back when we got to Coalville. We went to the Indian and had a good meal and went home, where we had a real good night just the two of us but she was ready for it.
As we were screwing I asked her what was happening in the back of the car. “I decided to give Ray a kiss for Christmas, so as I did I stroked his cock”. Then Keith asked for a kiss and she did the same. Then out came her tits and she got their dick's out for a play.
“Did you let them do any thing else to you”? I asked.
“Well it was only fair wasn't it”? She answered.
So in all, a good night was had by all.
Before I carry on with my narrative I must tell you that our sex life is and always has been very good. Now to the second part.
After Phil had been photographing her for about a month, he asked me one night in the pub if I would let him introduce Lynda to another photographer in Hinckley who did magazine shoots. I told him if Lynda was cool then OK.
I spoke to her about it and suggested we went for an interview. She agreed so I told Phil to make an appointment. The guy had a big studio and the interview went well and she agreed to have a shoot, Jennie would go with her. They spent an afternoon there while the photographer took some pictures both clothed and nude for her portfolio. He said he would send them off to some magazines.
Some time later Phil and Jennie came round and told us that a magazine wanted an outdoor shoot of Lynda and could she meet at Market Bosworth park, other than that he did not know. Once again Jennie took her, it was mid week in autumn so no one was around, they went down to the lake and the guy spent a couple of hours taking the shoot. She had been asked to go in her wedding dress with all the trimmings, as the shoot progressed she gradually dis-robed until she was nude at various locations around the lake.
Jennie was 40 then and a bit plane but the photographer asked if she could take part, starting Lynda nude and Jennie clothed then both nude. Obviously Jennie being Phil's wife was used to being photographed some of the shots Lynda told me could have been suggestive. When she told me and as usual a good night followed.
Lynda took a call some time later asking if she could do a shoot for a well known soft porn magazine still in print today, it would be a colour shoot and she needed trimmed pubes, which she had. On the day of the shoot the studio was set out like a lounge two arm chairs and a settee. The idea of the shoot was for her to be stripped by two other women and then trimmed and shaved with all ending nude and Lynda showing her shaved vagina.
The next time was in a bar with another girl and one man it had supposed to be a Ha rime, the guy being the Sheik, when she got home she would not tell me what went on other than she enjoyed the session. I think she got screwed because she was very happy for a while after.
She was asked to do a blue film, but she turned it down. Then that work went quiet, She was still sitting for Phil some local advertising etc. But the other stuff stopped.
I happened to walk out of my door one day and I bumped into Jennie “Hi” she said.
“Hi” I replied “I have got a problem with my car and I've got to put it right.”
“You can put me right any time you like” she answered. Could I say no? No.
Malvyn.
I would like to tell you about the history about my sexy marriage.
I will start to tell about my wife Lynda. She was a blind date set up by my sister. I was 19 she 18 the the year 1965. She loved to go dancing in Leicester and had just parted from her boyfriend as had I from my girlfriend who was one of twins.
Lynda's farther was a bully and he ruled with an iron rod or rather a leather belt. We survived and we married two years 1967 without her fathers blessing. When she was free of her restraints that is when we really started to have fun and her true nature came out, and what a sexy nature she had.
We moved into brand new house in a village near Market Bosworth, we went to the local pub and made friends with the locals, we found out we had a photographer living next door, Phil and his wife Jennie. They where in their 40's. Now we used to stay in bed on Sunday's until past noon, having fun, an activity that did not go unnoticed by our new friends as the remarks were often made in the Pub.
Jennie and Lynda was chatting one evening and she told Lynda, Phil thought she was photogenic and if she liked, Phil would like to take so pictures of her “Just normal”. Lynda asked me and I agreed. I went to work the next day and when I got home Lynda told me the shoot had taken place that afternoon, she went topless for him, Jennie was there also so she new she was safe and Phil promised us a set of photos, I asked if she enjoyed herself and she said she did. The thought of her showing her tits to Phil and Jennie turned me on to.
About a week later I came home from work and Lynda said “darling I have a confession to make, please don't be mad. Phil came round this afternoon on his own and we did another photo shoot here”.
“OK, you were happy with it yes”? I answered.
“Yes but I went total nude for him this time”.
“Mm we are getting a set of pictures?”
“Yes but that is not all, you see he got a stiffy and I could see it was putting him off when he started to stutter, (he had a bit of a stutter anyway) so I asked him if he wanted some release?” He just nodded his head so she just slipped down his zip, eased out his dick and jerked him off. “Please don't get mad” she pleaded with me.
Far from getting mad I was as horny as fuck, “would you do it to me how you did it to him?” Well she started to but before long we were both on the floor rolling around, me taking her any way I could.
The next step took me completely by surprise.
My First Blog about a girl I went out with who was a twin, this happened before I met my wife.
I remember the long holidays of summers past. Daska and I decided to have a pic-knick at the week end. I told her we could go to Bradgate Park for the day, we could walk from my house to there. She asked if there was somewhere away from the crowds of people that went there on week ends. I told her yes there was a place half way where no one went.
When we met later on in the week she told me her twin sister Edwina had parted from her boyfriend Paul and could she come with us, to get her away from her parents? I saw no reason why not but they could bring the food. I liked Paul he was a good laugh when we went out together.
When Saturday came it was a beautiful day. I picked them up, they had little summer dresses on with sensible light weight walking shoes. We had loads of food in two big bags, enough to last all day. I had a large blanket in the car and a little picnic stove. We left the car at my home and walked down the public footpath that went to Newton Linford, as usual I was the Donkey carrying everything. I knew of a nice spiny in the middle of a wood were we used to play as kids, there was an old Oak tree in the middle that had a low branch protruding at right angles about one meter from the ground. When we where kids we played games around it and the losers ended being tied to it when they got caught and things like that, but that's another story, we called the place Dragon Island.
When we got there we set the blanket down and started our picnic, it was good the three of us chatting and having good fun some a bit close to the bone. Edwina told us about what happened with Paul. As we had our lunch we had a bottle of red wine and it went straight to my head, they were OK because they where used to it or they did not have as much as me.
I think it was Daska that suggested I take my top off and relax while they put the things to one side, so we could all lay down on the blanket. They slipped their dresses off and they had their bikini's on underneath. I lay on one side next to Daska and We chatted, after a while I could feel myself getting drowsy. I closed my eyes and drifted away listening to the voices of the girls.
I was woken by a tugging at my trousers. Opening my eyes I realised they where trying to get them off, somehow they had got my shoes and socks off. When they saw me they both started to laugh. I asked them what they thought they were doing. The conversation went something like. “Edwina has not seen your dick so we thought we would have a look”.
“Have you seen Paul's”? I asked Daska.
“Well I did have a look when we played coming back from Melton”. So I lifted my back and let them pull my pants of, then my under pants. That made me CFNM. They both sat there inspecting me and obviously I started to get hard to their amusement. They were both making naughty comments, and to be honest I was enjoying myself. Daska moved up to me and started to kiss me and I felt a hand just lightly flicking the end.
Daska then slowly moved her hand down my body and stroked my balls, Edwina started to tug my dick very slowly. I tried to tell them to stop because I would be coming but Daska kissed me hard and would not let me get up. Pretty soon I was past the point of no return and could not hold back. They both sat looking at me shoot and made remarks about my cum on my stomach and chest. They both kissed me and I said that I should clean up and get dressed. The answer was “no, you can clean up but you can't get dressed until we say so, but if you are good then maybe you can view the promised land.” So I just laid there.
After a while I made a brew while they went off for a pee, in that time I cleaned myself up a bit.
When they came back we had tea and they asked me about the games we played there when we were kids, I told them what used to happen. All afternoon they would be tweaking my balls or grab my dick.
And then they kissed each other. Daska took the lead and started to stroke her sister “its time for you to see the promised land, you have never seen Edwina have you?”. I sat up as she slowly undid the bow on her bikini, then she folded it back exposing her light brown pubic hair, she said to her sister “open up for him.” Looking at me she did just that but I still could not see her. With both girls looking at my reaction Daska folded back Edwina's bikini and there it was for me to inspect.
I could feel myself getting hard again Edwina said “I can see you like the view, but not to much this time”. And covered up but they did move over to me and satisfied me a second time, they both let me finger them so we all ended up satisfied.
When it started to get cooler I suggested we make a move and unbeknown to me they had taken my cloths into the wood so I had to go nude and find them. When we got home my sister wanted me to baby sit for her so we went over to her al Leicester Forrest East. As soon as she had gone out it started again.
