The House Husband - Sex Stories

The House Husband

... blowing it a little first. "So what do you do for a living then?" "I work from home," he replied cautiously. "I have an online business. I take care of my little girl as well, while my wife Karen works." "I see, you're a house husband," she chuckled. He bristled slightly, then laughed with her. "Yes, I guess I am really." "What kind of online business do you have then? Anything I would know?" She looked over the top of her cup inquisitively. Graham shifted in his seat slightly. He never liked broaching the subject of his work in too much detail with people he barely knew. "I run a social media style site, bringing like-minded people together. People with...specialist interests." He gulped his coffee. "What kind of specialist interests?" Sally leaned back on the chair, crossing her legs. She raised an eyebrow as if she already had an idea of what he meant. She seemed like an open minded kind of woman. Maybe he should just tell her. But that might ruin a chance of friendship, and might get all round the village. Who knew how discreet she was? At the same time, something was telling him to disclose all, to confide in this confident, friendly woman. He didn't know quite why, but he started to divulge his biggest secret. One that only he, Karen and his accountant knew. "I run a website which caters for people who like...well, outdoor sex." He took another sip of coffee. She didn't seem at all phased. In fact she smiled cheekily. "Just al fresco sex, or dogging as well?" she ...

... inquired casually. That threw him. He had not expected her to be that blase about it. "Both really. I mean, the two go hand in hand these days, and more people are into it than ever before. My site offers information, advice, and the chance to meet people in the local area. It means that people can be clued up before they go, that they know how to play safe, and that above all they have a good experience." He stopped, aware that this was the most he'd spoken to anyone about this for a long time. She still didn't seem phased. "Are you into it yourself, or just helping others?" She leaned in towards him. He could see her breasts thrusting upwards, peeking out the top of the blouse as she leaned onto the table top. He could feel himself getting a little hot under the collar. "Erm, I used to be. A long time ago. Before I married Karen." He cleared his throat. "She knows I have a bit of a chequered past, shall we say. She's fine with it, but we are very...normal." "That is a pity." There was a glint in her eye, and he could feel himself stirring slightly in the confines of his jeans. "How so?" "Well, it's a pity all that is in the past for you." She leaned closer and he moved towards her. Their eyes met first before their lips, then suddenly they were kissing passionately. Her tongue was darting in and out of his mouth, and she pulled on his lip with her teeth. He was completely hard under the table now, his cock straining at his clothes. Her hand was running round his neck and he ...