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

An Invitation To Be A Naughty Wife - Chapter Two

... massive decision to take. “I will need you to think about it Paige and let me know when you can be positive. Take a couple of days to be sure and we will talk again and you can let me know one way or the other. You must be one hundred percent sure, Darling.” “Okay!” Paige said, give me a couple of days, it is a big step.” --- Luther had recruited Robert Burley in the first few days. Robert being her husband’s nephew, unnerved Rachael at first but, after numerous assurances by Luther that he was “sound-as-a-pound”, she became quite excited at the very thought of being fucked by her husband’s gorgeous nephew. He was the son of Richard’s sister, who she did not like one bit, so she consoled herself that he was only technically her nephew as well. It was three days before Rachael saw Paige again. “Have you come to a decision, Paige?” Paige had given a great deal of thought to it. It was now or never and she just had to take a chance. It excited her. It thrilled her, and it had put a spring in her step. It would be a new adventure with risk attached and she loved risk, it heightened pleasure. Paige had actually got wet just anticipating it. Terry need never know. She was ready to take a chance and cheat. Why not? “My answer is ‘Yes’ let’s get it on, Rachael, the sooner the better.” The first party was held three weeks later. Rachael and Paige were to meet Luther and Robert at a quiet little pub out of town where they would have a few drinks before heading for Luther’s mansion. ...

... Rachael was to arrive to pick Paige up by taxi at seven o’clock. Both of their husbands would be away for the weekend on business. The timing was perfect. --- When the fateful weekend arrived Terry went to a morning meeting in London with a business associate called Greg and had been invited to go to a football match to watch Chelsea play Liverpool a bit later. He was being given the VIP treatment, enjoying the match from the relative luxury of a cooperate box. The match started at four-forty-five on the Saturday afternoon, just as his wife was taking a shower in preparation to go out. “If you like,” Greg said, “We can watch the match and then go to a restaurant and grab something to eat and then maybe go to a club somewhere for a couple of drinks before I drop you off at your hotel.” “That sounds about right,” Terry said, “If that is what we are going to do I will give my wife a quick call now then I don’t have to phone her later.” “Yes by all means, good idea,” Greg said. Holding his mobile as close to his ear as he could and trying to hold his hand over it to drown out the noise of the crowd he waited for Paige to answer her mobile. Paige stood in the shower with a mountain of soap suds cascading down her perfect feminine shape. As she washed her hair the suds ran down between her breasts and over her stomach. She felt the soap suds trickle sensuously between her thighs and on down over her legs. “She’s not answering,” Terry said, “That’s funny she usually answers her mobile, ...