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Lunch Break
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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.
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Posted on : Mar 2, 2018
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