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By *elshoral OP Man
over a year ago
caerphilly |
Tom's shift slowly meandered to home time... No sooner had the clock hit 5:30 then he was out of the door in a flash. Hurrying excitedly to the car.
He opened the door, sat in, reached straight to the glove box and took out his prize... Without a care in the world he pulled out the musky smelling thong and took a long inhale of breath and scent through his nose. He hadn't even bothered to look around to see if anyone was near. Thankfully for him, most of the office were still slugishly leaving the office and hadn't reached the car park yet.
The aroma made Tom's heart race. Or at least he put it down to the aroma... The quick paced walk to the car might have influenced it. One thing's for sure, the twinge in his pants was certainly a result of Jill's scent. Tom thought, if she was with him know, he would lose all inhibitions and concerns and take her, there and then.
He decided to message her again.
"Hope the day went well. Just finished for the day. Managed to get back to your bonus and it appears very good. Thanks for all your efforts."
He pressed send. Confident in the knowledge Jill would know exactly what he meant and that he had downplayed any risk of messaging at this time, with hidden and secretive inuendos that would be considered perfectly normal, if Jill's husband were to 'accidently read the message.
Tom only lived a couple of miles from the office. He headed home deciding the safest place for the thong that night, was his laptop bag. His wife wouldn't go in there unless he asked for something - and it gave him a bit of time to consider what to do next.
He pulled up onto the driveway. His wife's 4x4 already parked on the drive. He quickly checked his phone and there had been no reply. In fairness it had only been a few minutes since he had sent it, and it was an unusual time for him to message Jill.
He went into the house. His vanilla lifestyle unfolding in front of him once more. His wife, whilst beautiful inside and out, lived a stable and pleasant day to day life. Appreciating routine and lacking any real spontinuity or misadventure. She kept relatively fit, had a small social network of close friends and seldom went out for a boozy night on the town. Instead, her preference would be a pizza at home with a friend, or a movie night with a glass of wine. Rarely did she get to the bottom of the bottle.
Today was like many other days. Tom walked in, to a glanced kiss to his cheek and a short hug of hands around his shoulders. His house was its usual pristine self and he was back in his extremely comfortable, and in its own way, very loving - safe place.
After some small talk updating his wife on his day at the office, with real activities replaced with mundane and boring tasks throughout his tale, Tom had quickly changed and left to walk the dog and took a stroll on the usual two mile loop back to his house.
He grabbed his phone and as soon as he cornered the end of the street, checked it for a reply.
Nothing.
His heart sank. But he understood both his and Jill's home lives would always get in the way of anything. Even if his version of anything, hadn't really happened yet.
The two mile loop flew by. Tom soon found himself back home. Still no message. He took the dog off the lead and sat down for dinner with his wife.
Dinner usually consisted of making plans for the next few days activities and sharing tales from their days in work. The odd conversation would flow towards friends and potential weekend activities, but they rarely led to anything actually being booked in.
Tom's wife broke a short silence.
"Tom, Vicky called when you were out saying she had been offered her mother's cottage in the Cotswolds for three days as they've had a cancellation. Works dead at the moment and I'm owed leave from when they asked me to cancel three weeks ago. I'd like to go. What do you think?"
"Well when is it?" Tom asked in Reply.
"They leave tomorrow afternoon and come back at the end of the week. They have a hot tub and pool and all four of us can go."
Tom knew the four friends his wife was referring to, as they kept a small network of friends.
"That sounds amazing." Was Tom's reply. "I'm actually quite jealous. I'd love you in the hot tub."
Again, Tom's dick was doing the thinking, but it was a subtle enough comment to hit home in a less seedy, more of a husband to wife desire kind of way.
"So you don't mind?"
His wife's reply seemed quite cold. Almost selfish... She didn't even acknowledge Tom's desire, or wanting to spend time with her.
"No I don't mind." He replied. "Works stacked up with the conference coming up, so I could really do with putting some extra hours in at the office - it's quite good timing. You go. Have a blast".
And that's how the conversation ended. The usual nightly routine of Tom's wife hitting the bath and turning in, left Tom watching sport and drifting asleep in the sofa until he dragged himself upstairs in the early hours of the morning... His morning alarm sounded all too soon and he found himself immediately thinking about Jill. His dick was way ahead of him and was at full glory.
Tom decided to try and chance his arm. If his wife was going away, who knows, he night get lucky.
He turned to his wife, suggestively nodded towards his crotch and said "someone's pleased to see you and is going to miss you over the next few days."
It didn't work. His wife just giggled, pecked him on his forehead and jumped out of bed, dressing for a busy morning of packing and getting ready.
Tom headed to the shower and decided he was going to see if he could push his luck and options at lunchtime, now his house would be empty... With little risk of interruption.
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please carry on
