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An Invitation To Be A Naughty Wife

... Paige before.” Why was she pleased Sandra had met Paige already? It did not feel right, like there was a hidden agenda slowly emerging. Sandra thought. “Who was the guy with the classy dressed blonde?” Sandra asked. “Ah Darling, I just knew you would mention Robert Burley, what a hunk he is. None of us would kick him out of bed.” Sandra felt her face flush. It was like she had inadvertently betrayed herself in some way. Rachael couldn’t help but notice. “Oh come on Sandra, what woman wouldn’t want him inside her knickers and he is available after all. “So who was the woman with him?” “Lord knows he always turns up with a different woman everytime. I can introduce you to him if you wish.” Rachael was right about one thing, he was one gorgeous looking man but there are lots of good-looking men but you do not just go around diving under the sheets with them. Sandra thought. “No, it is all right Rachael I do not want to get him in my bed thanks,” Sandra said a little unconvincingly. “Sandra Darling, marriage does not turn you into a Nunn the minute the vicar says ‘I pronounce you man and wife.’ There is such a thing as life after marriage you know. In our little club we all love our husbands dearly. Their job is to bring home the goodies, protect the home, keep us in the style to which we are all accustomed and we have sex with them as part of the deal,” she said laughing. “But there are men and men Dear, as you know, and we all would like a bit of the stud types from time to ...

... time. It is female nature Darling, Mother Nature at work.” “So let me get this clear, Paige and Hannah and you are all screwing other men, is that what you are telling me?” Sandra ventured the question thinking to get it out into the open just what Rachel’s little club was all about. “Not just me, Paige and Hannah, it depends on who can come along and whose husbands are away. We only arrange a meeting of the club if we can get at least three of the wives to come and know we will all get away with it.” “Right,” Sandra said, “and who are the lucky guys then?” “Well there is a rich selection only too willing but they have to be very attractive and fit. If you saw them Sandra you might think it was the women who were the lucky ones.” “And are there single women in this club?” “Good Lord no,” Rachael said, looking startled “We could never trust single girls to keep their mouths shut Darling.” The day they spent in London was nothing special for Sandra but Rachael definitely enjoyed searching all day for underclothes, skimpy sexy knickers and bras and asking Sandra for her opinion. “They would really look great on you but not my style,” Sandra said diplomatically. “Oh you underestimate yourself dear, you have an amazing figure. You really must loosen up and get some fun into your life. Robert would just love seeing you in a pair of panties like these,” she said, holding up a very skimpy pair of black briefs with a red trim and white frilly fringe. “I bet he would,” Sandra gasped, “but ...