Paula my stunner of a wife and I were having a bad patch, I was "Empire Building" at my job and neglecting her rather badly, not just my absence from home, but the exhausted state I was in when I was home led to very little sexual activity.
We had a very exciting and varied sex life between us prior to the job taking over, so she was missing our 4 or 5 times a week love-making episodes.
She complained of loneliness, and sexual emptiness, on a constant basis, and fool that I was didn't stop my megalomania on the job front.
Then about a month or two ago she stopped complaining on a regular basis, and at the same time rejuvenated her wardrobe, skirts got shorter, blouses more see-through, and she no longer wore underwear of any sort, all this I thought was to make me aware of what I was missing. More fool I!!
One evening after a late supper, she asked how I liked her outfit, a skirt that barely covered her lovely apple-cheeked bum, giving glimpses of her beautifully cared for pussy, waxed every week (it used to be once a month), a particularly see-through blouse showing her lovely tits to advantage.
Do you like it?
I mumbled some banal reply.
Do you know who I wore it for?
Me I suppose.
Well, you suppose wrong! I wore it for the guy that fucked me all afternoon.
And not only fucked me but fucked me deliciously in BOTH of my neglected holes!
I could have worn anything as far as you are concerned and you wouldn't bat an eyelid.
But I found a guy that really appreciates my body and enjoys making me cum and cum and cum. He has a stiff resilient cock, that happens to be bigger and stiffer than yours, which he sticks up my arse for hours on end, So there!
I was flabbergasted, as it never occurred to me that she would seek sexual comfort elsewhere since she had been a virgin when we met, and had never given a hint of being interested in anyone else in the sex department.
I never set out to arrive where we are now, and I would like to tell you how this situation arose in the first place.
She then launched into her saga of infidelity and sexual gratification to replace sexual neglect and apparent indifference on my part
I was sunbathing on the balcony, in the nip as usual, when the front door bell rang, and from the door intercom, I heard a male voice confirming his name (Dave) from the local air conditioning service company, to look at the problems we were experiencing with our units. I had completely forgotten the appointment, so in a panic, I pulled on my mini skirt and a fairly seethrough blouse, the only things I had to hand, I buzzed Dave into our multi-level townhouse. I was on the first floor, where one of the a/c units was housed, and the other was on the floor above.
AS I wanted at the top of the stairs, I greeted Dave as he climbed towards me, completely forgetting the fact that I had no knickers on and Dave was getting full frontal views of my private domain. He stopped halfway up the stairs to enquire about the faulty units, saying he probably need ladders and such from his van to complete the service. Whether the stop was to continue looking up my micro mini at my waxed pussy, or was in fact about the equipment I didn't know, but enjoying the vicarious thrill of flashing my pussy at a handsome stranger I stood my ground and let him enjoy the view.
I indicated the location of the first unit, in our living room, on the floor where I was standing, the other unit I told him was in the master bedroom one floor up. I'll show you where they both are if you'll follow me I said turning away from him, and thus giving him a clear view of my arse cheeks,
We looked at the sitting room unit for a moment, and he nodded and asked to see the other one on the floor above.
Knowing exactly what I was doing, I preceded him up the stairs, fully aware that he was getting an uninterrupted eyeful of my arse cheeks, and a back view of my pussy lips, but I was enjoying the thrill of my exhibitionism so much that I carried on. Remember I was lonely and depressed, frustrated by your lack of attention, and to be absolutely honest I was itching for a fuck.
At the 2nd floor landing, I turned round again so he got a good look at my, by now, excited pussy., also from that angle, I was backlit so the seethrough blouse all but disappeared showing my tits off to advantage.
He gave the a/c unit a cursory glance but spent a pensive moment looking at the big double bed.
Satisfied with his inspection of the units, the bed, and I presume my upskirt display, he said he would assemble the equipment needed and get to work right away.
I should describe dave at this point, he had almost film star good looks (perhaps I flatter him there!) tall, over 6ft, well built with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Well-groomed and smelling of aftershave which was a pleasant surprise!
He brought a load of gear up from the van and set to work. I got busy doing some chores, but didn't bother with finding any underclothes, as I was enjoying my naughtiness too much.
As it was an extremely hot day I offered him a cold drink, which he gratefully accepted, he then asked very politely if he could take off his work shirt as he was boiling!
Yes of course Dave, make yourself comfortable I said whilst thinking, "take off your pants while you're about it!"
He had a clearly defined six-pack of abdominals, which marked him down as a gym goer and a health buff.
As we shared our cool drink, he offered the following,
Madame, you are without a shadow of a doubt the most beautiful client I have ever served, but I sense some sadness in you which I can't understand, as you seem to have it all, the looks, the wealth, radiant good health, and I must say a body to die for!
