The texts started off like this
Amy.
Hi Steve, Its Amy from xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx You gave me a card a few months back after doing some work for xxxxxxxxx homes. I was wondering if you would give us a quote for some private work?
Steve.
Hi Amy, yes I remember. I can do you a quote. What work did you want doing?
Amy.
Just a few rooms painted and wallpapering, I thought I’d text because I know my husband is looking at getting other quotes in.
Steve.
I’d better get in quick then before he gets other people in. What rooms are we talking about?
Amy.
Exactly. I want someone with a nice smile doing the work. Lol. Just the lounge and kitchen pls.
Steve.
Lol. Thank you. I’m more than a nice smile though, I paint a mean wall. Lol
Amy.
I bet you can, lol, you’ve made me all flustered. I’m guessing you have a smooth stroke with that brush. Lol
Steve.
I most certainly do. Hopefully your husband will accept my quote and you’ll see. Lol
This went on for pages and pages of text messages and went on to explain doing it topless because it was hot now and then onto her asking if he charges extra for naked painting. I couldn’t believe this as she had never really been one for sex texting me. This was the picture that he had sent.
Now I could see on a screen that my wife wanted him. I asked her if she had sent him any pictures which she said no. Hard as a rock and horny as hell I told her we would need to change that. I told her to lay down on her back and with her knickers still on I spread her legs and took a picture of her wearing those sexy panties. I made it look as though she had taken the photo before recalling his texts, selecting the picture and pressing send.
The reply back almost made me cum there and then. It said
Steve.
I’m going to pull those knickers to one side and fuck you so hard before your husband gets home.
Amy started to ride my cock whilst messaging Steve. I couldn’t see what she was replying but she was smiling and biting her bottom lip. She finally put the phone face down and started grinding hard down on my cock. It didn’t take long before she was crying out and cumming all over my cock.
The next day we woke up and didn’t mention the texts or the sex the night before although it was on my mind at how sexual and horny she had been. I said goodbye that morning and went to work. It was a struggle to think of anything else that day and especially when I received a text from her asking if I’d mind her going out later. Now normally she would say where and who with but this time she didn’t.
On my return home Amy was already upstairs in the bedroom sitting at her vanity table getting ready. She was naked with a towel around her applying makeup. I casually asked where she was going, which she replied “I’m off out to meet Steve. He asked me out for a few drinks and I said yes. Are you sure you’re ok with this??” She looked down at my crouch and smiled. She could obviously see that I was turned on. I said sure and asked where she was going. She told me that they hadn’t decided yet but probably local. I then watched as my wife put on her skimpy black knickers and stockings. I was just sat there wondering if this guy was going to be taking them off her later and fucking her. She finally finished getting ready and she looked and smelt amazing.
She came down stairs and sat on our kitchen stools whilst I poured her some wine that we had in the fridge. Her black dress had ridden up slightly and I could see her stocking tops and just about see her knickers through the darkness. She caught me looking and smiled, she opened her legs ever so slightly to show more and said “I could just stay here tonight and let you have your wicked way” I laughed but before I could answer she crossed her legs and said “but where’s the fun in that”. She giggled and took a seductive sip from her glass.
Before she left I told her to be careful and let me know where she was. She smiled and said “Its just drinks, I’ll be fine. I’ll probably be home in an hour.
I sat at home horny as hell waiting for her to text me. I finally got a text saying that she was in a pub not too far away and that they had just sat down for a drink. She said he was very polite and seemed like a gentleman.
The hour that she had predicted had been and gone and it was around half nine when I got a few texts
Amy.
Are you ok?
Me.
Yes, Horny and wondering how you are?
Amy.
I’m good. What is making you horny?
Me.
I’m wondering if he’s going to do naughty things with you tonight?
Amy.
Good. I’m glad that’s making you horny because his hands are very friendly. Lol. I’m hoping no one has seen his hand up my skirt for most of the night. He has asked if I’d go back to a room with him at this hotel if he can get one. He is just away trying to find out if they have any available.
Me.
Do you want to?
Amy.
Yes. I want him so much.
Me.
Lol. I’m really horny. Let me know what you are doing.
Amy.
He’s got a room. Love you.
Me.
Love you too.
That was it for me I couldn’t help it, although I had fought it for so long that night, my cock was out and I was stroking it thinking of what she was doing. It was driving me crazy but so horny. Was she naked yet? Was she sucking his cock? Is she bent over letting him take her?
It was at about 11:30pm that I heard the door open downstairs and I could hear Amy walk in and into the kitchen. She finally came upstairs with a glass of water and in to the bedroom. She stood in front of me with her makeup slightly smudged and looked a bit tipsy d*unk. I could smell the sex on her and I noticed that she didn’t seem to be wearing her stockings. She said “That was a great night, Thank you honey”. I said “you seem to have lost your stockings” Amy laughed and pulled a pair out of her bag. “here they are, I haven’t lost them. I have lost those tiny knickers though” With that she lifted up her skirt and showed me her naked pussy. It was slightly swollen and I could see it was still wet. Just knowing she had been freshly used by another man had me hard. She turned around and bent over. Her beautiful round arse was red and showed signs of some rough sex.
She looked down at my now hard cock, smiled and said “Two cocks in one night, I’m a lucky girl. Does that make me slutty?”. She knelt down in front of me and started wanking my cock whilst undressing herself. I could see some dried cum on her tits where she had probably missed whilst cleaning herself up. She said that she was a little sore and that she wanted more cum over her tits and began to suck my cock.
In the middle of this amazing bj I was getting her phone pinged, she stopped and had a look. I could see that it was from ‘Painter’ and when she opened it there were two photos. She let me look and said “I hope you don’t mind but I let him take a couple of pictures.” There she was in these pictures, faced down with knickers half way down her legs and the other was of a cock fucking my wife. The text said ‘Great night. Hope to decorate you again soon’. With that I shot my load over her tits as she played with my balls and rubbed her pussy.
That was an amazing night. She sent me the photos that he had sent of her. I’ll continue with what she told me happened when they got back.
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