An Invitation To Be A Naughty Wife - Chapter Two - Sex Stories

An Invitation To Be A Naughty Wife - Chapter Two

... Rachael’s second son was born nine-months later. She had committed the ultimate act of cheating and she compounded it by letting her husband believe the child was his. After her first experience of sex at its most exotic, Rachael was thirsty for more if the right man appeared at the right time, but in future she would protect herself against pregnancy. Her next cheating sexual encounter came a few years after. She worked for her husband in a small back office, and it was there that a handsome looking maintenance man screwed her over her desk after everyone had gone home. It was then she decided to take matters into her own hands and organise things better. Rachael was aware that there were many wives like her, attractive wives who were married and in steady relationships with good but often boring husbands. They were women who had found the early spark of marriage had somehow drained away. Although they would not easily admit it, they would daydream or masturbate and fantasise about some gorgeous man, real or imaginary. How many would take the next logical step? For many wives the fantasy was enough, for others it decidedly was not. In the middle were those who needed tempting to take a well calculated risk. Rachael reckoned she was good at spotting the different types and managing any risks. What Rachael also knew was that there were some perfect specimens of the male of the species out there who would be only too willing to fill that void that many frustrated housewives ...

... had to endure. All she had to do was bring the two together. It almost became her mission. It was a time of women’s liberation and Rachael saw nothing wrong with that extending all the way to the bedroom. She wanted to set women sexually free if that was what they secretly desired. Things took a big turn in the right direction when she first met Luther Milange. Luther clearly was extremely rich. How he became rich was a very closely guarded secret but he clearly had power and a good reason for befriending Rachael’s husband. Luther was African and had amazing ebony skin. He was tall and very handsome with a look of the young Sidney Poitier, and for any woman who liked black he was just perfect. Rachael herself was not averse to it. From the first minute she meet Luther there was instant attraction coupled with those flirty glances when her husband wasn’t looking or simply oblivious to what was going on around him. Before Luther left she had his telephone number safely in her handbag. Rachael visited his mansion for the first time while her husband was away and after fucking solidly for two hours in his bed the two of them began to plan. “You get the pussy,” Luther said, “and I will provide the studs.” “They had better have great looks, great bodies and above all else totally trustworthy. They must have a high level of maturity and that means no blabbing, total confidentiality. Any hint of the immature boasting type and the deal is off. Do you understand that?” Rachael said ...