A week in the life of a Hot-Wife

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Monday

Jim came in from work and told Jenny he’d be leaving in the morning to go out on the road for a business meeting. He’d be gone until Friday. That night when they went up to bed, Jim slid his hands under Jenny’s camisole, cupping her breasts and pressed his firm erection against the back of her thighs. Parting her legs, she let him slide his head into her warm, moist pussy. “I’ll leave you with something to remember me by,” he growled into her ear, as he shot his load into her after half a dozen thrusts. Then rolling over, he promptly fell asleep. When Jenny woke up in the morning, he had already left.

So much for parting being such sweet sorrow, she wryly thought to herself. She made herself a coffee, and scrolled through her phone contacts. Dialling a number she’d rang on numerous occasions when Jim had left on business trips previously, she felt a thrill as a male voice answered. “Hello?”

“Hi Brad,” Jenny said breathily. “Guess what?! I’m home alone for a few days, while the old man’s away. D’ya wanna keep me company?” “Sure thing, Jenny,” replied Brad. “I’ll come over at 7 tonight.”

 

Later, Jenny was adding the finishing touches to her outfit. Pulling up her stockings and securing them to her suspender belt, before slipping on her sexy heels. Spritzing some perfume to her pulse points, Jenny felt a fluttering of butterflies. Brad knew her body better than her husband. Tonight was going to be fireworks compared to last night’s smoky ember. Brad arrived at 7, sharp. He was handsome, in a tailored suit and his shirt complimented his eyes. They sat down to dinner and flirted while they ate and reminisced.

Once dinner was over and the dishes cleared away, Jenny took Brad’s hand and took him into the lounge. Selecting some music, Jenny asked Brad to dance with her. He laughed and wrapped his arms around her, before leading her around the room. A few songs passed, and then they heard the opening bars of a slow dance. Brad held Jenny’s body close to his and they swayed seductively, keeping eye-contact the whole time. At the end of the track, Brad bent to kiss Jenny and then scooped her up, depositing her on the sumptuous sofa.

Getting onto his knees, he ran his hands up her stocking clad legs, then pulled them apart. “I want to taste you, Jenny” he moaned. Jenny nodded, and bit her lip as he started kissing his way up her inner thighs to her crotch. Once there, he licked and flicked her pink slit and pussy lips with his tongue, before sucking on her pert clitoris. She ground her hips up, and he slid two fingers into her tight snatch. He continued to lick and finger her until she was coming loudly. At this point, he freed his straining cock from his trousers, and plunged it into her cunt. He knelt on the edge of the sofa, as he thrusted into Jenny over and over. He loved how tight she was, and told her to milk his hard cock.

Jenny groaned as another climax washed over her, and she spasmed around his thick length. Shooting his load into her, he sighed and murmured, “you, Jenny, are one hot wife! if you were mine, there’s no way I’d go away on business. I’d want that delicious pussy of yours every night after dinner!” As it happened, Brad ended up staying over, so he got some more for breakfast.

Tuesday – Wednesday

Jenny had some errands to run after Brad had left with a big grin on his face. She went to the nearby town and collected some dry-cleaning, posted off some packages then got her nails painted at her favourite salon. After a pleasant lunch with one of her good friends, she returned home for a piano lesson. Her tutor, Ed, was a good-looking divorcé. He got Jenny to practise her scales and some chord progressions. Thereafter, he asked her to improvise a composition. Jenny had worked on her improvisation during the week, so she felt confident in her playing.

“Great work, Jenny!” Ed applauded her efforts. Jenny smiled at him, and offered him some homemade lemonade. After their drink, Jenny looked at Ed with a coy smile, and said, “oh dear, I spent my money getting my nails done earlier, so I don’t have any left to pay for my lesson.” Ed smirked and suggested, “there is another way you could pay me!” He stood up, and looked at her, as he unfasted his fly. His cock poked out and Jenny looked at it, licking her lips. She was sat on the piano stool and he stepped towards her, until he was close enough for her to take him into her mouth. Wrapping her painted fingers around his shaft she pumped him firmly and licked his swollen head. Ed gripped Jenny’s hair as he rocked his hips, sliding his hot length in and out of her waiting mouth.

When he came, his semen spurted out forcefully. It filled her mouth and flowed over her bottom lip and dribbled down her chin. Ed wiped it with his finger, and fed it to her, encouraging her to take it all. “Tonight, I’ll fill your naughty little pussy,” he promised her. True to his word, he stayed over, and restrained her to the bed posts, so she was spread-eagle. After teasing her with her wand he fucked Jenny hard and fast. Then in the night, he woke her up so he could take another payment. The following day Ed practised a duet on the piano with Jenny. Before he left, he got her to stand behind the instrument, whilst he ploughed into her once more.

Thursday – Friday

Jenny wanted some fresh air so she packed a picnic and then called Henry, a guy from the tennis club she played at. They drove out to a country park and had a stroll around the lake. Their appetite aroused, they proceeded to tuck into the hamper of goodies that Jenny had packed. Bread, meats, olives, strawberries and Danish pastries were all sampled, with Jenny and Henry feeding each other like teen lovers. Once their meal was finished they lay down and before long were kissing, then licking each other to a happy ending.

Jenny knew Henry would be more than happy to stay the night at hers, so when it was time to return, they packed up and drove off together. That night, they went through 3 or 4 positions together, whilst exploring each others bodies and sating their lust. Jenny realised that Jim had not entered her mind once these past few days. She would fulfil her wifely duty when he returned, but until then she would not waste another moment of her freedom!

Did you enjoy this story? If so, perhaps you may like to read more short stories. I have published a piece in Eroticon’s anthology (along with other writers). It can be purchased here: