How I Became A Hotwife Pt4

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The following morning, I was woken by the rattle of the room service cart bringing breakfast into the room. Dave was up and dressed already as I sat up clearing my eyes. The waiter was no more than twenty at best, and not once did he look me in the eyes and only at the floor.Then it dawned on me that my clothes from last night were all over the floor exactly where I’d thrown them. He was staring straight at my leather basque. Then everything else suddenly became clearer to me. The bed was a mess of bodily fluids, lingerie and heels lay everywhere and it looked as if there had been an orgy in the room.He left very quickly, and rather red-faced.I got out of bed rather gingerly as David was laying out breakfast and went to the loo. Oh my, wow! Looking in the mirror I could see that the love bites were so much darker. ‘It will be roll-neck jumpers for work,’ I thought to myself. I saw Dave looking at me, when I asked, “What?”He just smiled and said, “I love you.”I replied the same but added, “If you want sex, forget it, I’m on fire down below.” I wasn’t looking forward to walking or the train ride home, let alone sex.After we had eaten, I had a shower and when I came back into the bedroom, as with every other time like this, an outfit had been laid out for me. Dave had gone all-out class this time. Black pencil dress with one of the lingerie sets we had bought.I took my time getting ready, revelling in teasing him as I slowly pulled the stockings up my legs and fastened the suspender. The only alteration I had to make was the G-string.I threw it at him saying, “Sorry, but there’s no way I can have anything touching my pussy today.”“I don’t mind,” he laughed.As I applied my makeup, he packed up the rest.I asked which heels he’d like me to wear today. He smiled and passed me my knee-high boots. As soon as they were on, he picked up our bags and we left the room and checked out of our hotel.Walking to the tube, the cool air felt so, so good on my pussy; almost a relief. I was surprised to see bahis şirketleri how quiet the tube was for a Sunday morning and amazingly we found some seats. Luckily, we had plenty of time to get from the tube to our platform as walking was not very comfortable.As soon as we sat on our train, I closed my eyes and the burning straight away focused my mind on the previous night. I couldn’t believe what had happened, but even with the pain, I could feel myself getting wet reliving the events of the night.Before we knew it, Monday was upon us again. Work was really busy, which I was glad about as it refocused my mind. The following weekend was a quiet affair and David took me out for a lovely meal when I wore another of the new outfits he had bought for me. We went home and slowly made love. It was so delicious. Even if a little sore, it still felt so good again.The following couple of weeks went flying by, and then on Thursday, I got a text from Helen. After the chit chat, she asked if I was up for a girly night out. This was odd as, even though I’d known her for years, we had never had a girly night out.It turned out that Mark was going to be away with work, so I texted Dave quickly to check that he hadn’t made plans. He hadn’t. I texted her back to confirm that I’d love to and asked what she had planned. She replied saying she had no plans and just wanted to catch up. I sent a text back asking her to let me know when and where.When I got home, Dave teased me, suggesting that I was going out on the pull. I laughed and said, “As if…” but told him he could pick my outfit if he liked. His smile was from ear to ear.Saturday soon came around. Dave ran me a lovely bath and told me to enjoy it and that dinner would be ready in an hour. I took my time to pamper myself, shaved everything, dried myself and moisturised.Walking into the bedroom I found, as expected, an outfit ready for me. I was surprised by his choice which included my leather leggings and a top I’d not seen before and red strappy bahis firmaları heels to match the top. I smiled and went down for dinner.After dinner, I went to get ready. I already knew why he had picked the leggings; they are so tight there’s no way I can wear anything under them. I loved them and always felt sexy wearing them. When I picked the top up, I immediately realised why he had bought it. It was a halter neck and completely backless with only a thin strap that went around my waist.No way I could wear a bra. Putting it on I looked in the mirror and wow! My nipples were already hard and rather obvious, and I’d not even gone out into the cool air yet. I finished off my makeup, slipped the heels on and walked into the lounge asking if he approved.His jaw dropped as he said, “Oh my God, I’m so jealous of Helen.”I laughed and said, “Well you picked the outfit.” He grabbed his car keys and we left for town. Twenty minutes later, he dropped me off at the pub that Helen had told me about. I felt a little self-conscious walking in as the few feet from the car to the pub door had my nipples reacting to the cold night.I scanned the bar, urgently looking for Helen. I saw her sitting in the corner of the bar and thankfully she had saved me a stool. She looked incredible, wearing a dress that was almost obscene by how short it was, and with gorgeous sling-back heels. I thought to myself, ‘Is this a new Helen? I’ve never seen her dress so sexily.’I felt guilty over what Mark and I had done as Helen and I were such good friends. Thankfully, Helen was talking non-stop and it pushed all that to the back of my mind. It was a proper catch-up. The gin was kicking in and we were both quite merry when she said, “let’s try another place.” I said I needed the loo first and that they were on the way out of the pub, so off we went.The queue was long, suddenly she grabbed my hand saying that the disabled one was free. As soon as we went in she locked the door. I felt a little self-conscious dropping kaçak bahis siteleri my leggings with her there, but she just went to the mirror and touched up her makeup. When I had finished, we traded places. Just as I finished my lipstick, she came up behind me. Her hands slipped straight through the sides of my top and cupped my breasts. I froze in utter shock, I was about to say, “what the hell!” but…She moved her mouth to my ear and pinched my nipples hard. Very hard and whispered into my ear, “Mark told me you are an amazing fuck. I want some as well,” and she kissed my neck.My face went bright red, my stomach churned as I felt a tear run down my face. I went to say, “I’m so sorry,” but she turned me around and kissed me.She then said, “Mark and I planned the whole thing; please don’t be angry. We had a feeling you had a wild side, but never knew quite how wild.” She went to kiss me again. I pushed her away, tears running down my face.“What?” I asked her.She said, “I have always teased Mark about how obviously you fancied him, but I didn’t want to ruin such a good friendship. Then you texted him out of the blue and we’ll, we rolled with it.”I sat back down on the loo in a daze not knowing what to say or do as she told me how she listened from the bedroom door. Also, she saw Dave sneak into the kitchen and watch. She saw everything.She pulled me to my feet and wiped my tears away with a tissue, saying I had nothing to be sorry for. After I’d composed myself a little, she just kissed me. I wanted to push her away, but I couldn’t. To my utter surprise, I kissed her back.She pinched my nipples again, it made me wince a bit, but I liked it. She smiled as she said, “Mark said you like a bit of pain.”My head went down as I felt myself blush again. I tried to say sorry again, but she just pinched again. My nipples were like bullets. She lifted my head and our lips met again and this time I reciprocated the kiss. Her lips were so soft, so different from a man’s. It felt so different but nice.“I’ve never kissed a woman before,” I stuttered.“Did you like it?” she replied.“I don’t know.”She kissed me again and this time her tongue slipped into my mouth. Before I knew it, we were kissing like there was no tomorrow.

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