This story was as a personal request from a fan/new friend, but they have allowed me to post it. It is my first attempt at a story in this category so I hope you enjoy it as much as my friend. Please let me know what you think either way.
This is the first chapter of what could become many.
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Felicia got out of her car, returning from another of her business trips and looked up at her house. Her legs felt wobbly, unsure of whether it was due to what she had to confess or due to the act itself she had to confess to.
She walked to the door and unlocked it. Her husband was sitting there on the sofa, all smiles, happy to see her. 'How did I end up in this situation?' she asked herself.
Three days earlier
Felicia was having her second shower of the morning. She ran her father's successful business and it included several business trips that had her away from home for days at a time. After showering for the first time her husband, Stewart, had been watching her pack her hold-all.
She knew she should have done it wearing more than just her underwear as she caught her husband watching her every move, a twinkle forming in his blue eyes. After 12 years of happy marriage their sex life was still good. Stewart still found his 36 year old wife attractive.
At 5 foot 2 tall she seemed short next to his 6 foot 1 frame, but he loved the height difference. Her long brunette hair framed her pretty face and deep brown eyes, which brightened every time she smiled.
Felicia too liked her body, she was trim, kept herself in shape and her ass was by far her favourite part of her body. Round and pert and always being groped by Stewart. The only thing she would change if she could would have been her breasts. They were quite small, giving her a slightly flat chested appearance she thought, but Stewart loved how he could get all of one in his mouth at a time.
She wore a slightly padded black bra and tight knickers which hugged the curve of her butt to perfection. When she leant over to reach something at the back of her bag, Stewart got a full view down his wife's bra and of her pink nipples. It was more than he could take, especially knowing that he wouldn't be seeing his wife for three days.
Felicia squealed with surprise and delight when Stewart pulled the sheet off of him, he lay there on the bed, his thick cock standing proud at just over 7.5 inches. She saw it throb with each beat of his heart. Knowing that she was already running late she told herself that she should finish packing and get out, but Stewart grabbed her arms and pulled her on top of him.
Felicia melted into her husband, succumbing to his urges. She couldn't resist his smile. Which is how she found herself quickly getting through her second shower of the morning. Both her and her husband seemed to like it when he finished off all over her pussy and stomach.
Stewart would normally allow the first couple of blasts of his cum to penetrate deep inside his wife, something she did not really like unless he was wearing a condom, then pull out, loving the view of her body covered in his cum. Felicia still felt the tingle of excitement as her hands slipped between her legs, cleaning off the thick cum. She kept herself trimmed nice and short, although she knew that Stewart would love her to go fully shaven.
Having her husband cum inside her was not a big issue, she was on the pill, but Felicia didn't like to take chances and still insisted that Stewart wore a condom, or pulled out.
Her pink nipples were still stiff and very sensitive when she towelled herself dry and got re-dressed. Stewart came downstairs and saw her to the door wearing nothing. His fat cock was still semi-hard and begging for another round, but she managed to resist, convincing herself that being any later would look bad for the company.
A long drive later and Felicia found herself at the hotel she had booked for her stay. As she walked to her room, each was more like a separate bungalow than a towering block of rooms crammed together, she saw a roadside advertisement for a lingerie company. She growled sub-consciously before she could stop herself. This lingerie company was run by her stepmom.
Felicia did not know what her father saw in her stepmom. Ok physically she could, her stepmom was fit for her age, looked 10 years younger than she was and had large, full, pert breasts, which she was never afraid to show off in low cut tops and strapless dresses. Her breasts might have been real, but everything else about her was fake.
Felicia and her younger sister Amy saw their stepmom, Leosha, for what she was, an evil, deranged, money grabbing cow. Even though she owned and ran a chain of 15 successful lingerie outlets down the West coast, their profits were nothing compared to Felicia's father's company's.
Felicia and Amy tried to avoid contact with their stepmom as much as possible as, behind the back of their father, she had made it quite clear she wished them out of his life, wanting his fortune for her and HER daughter. Felicia, who was now running her father's business got the brunt of Leosha's venom, and if Felicia thought her stepmom was evil now, the next few days would serve to prove her wrong.
Little did she know that Leosha had a new plan to rid herself of her step daughters. And her first target was Felicia. Make her unhappy, no, totally devastated, destroying her happy life with her husband, turn her into a shivering wreck, and she would be out of the family business and out of the picture.
Two days ago, Leosha had found out about Felicia's business trip from her husband and had decided to set her plan in motion. Running a lingerie company had its bonuses. Models. Not just female, oh no, her company served the male sector also, and as such she had contact details of hundreds of gorgeous men all desperate to break into the modelling scene, all willing to do anything to prove their worth.
As she sat there flicking through her catalogue of male models a smile spread across her face. Not just at the memories of some of the things she had got up to with many of them, but at the thought of how ingenious her plan was. The vial of clear liquid, that she had purchased on the black market, twirling through her fingers like a baton as she turned the pages would be the key. Just a few drops would be more than enough the man who had sold it to her had said.
Then Leosha found the guys she was looking for and her mouth started watering.
Felicia had just finished her first meetings of the day. It was late afternoon and she was getting hot and stressed. The client was being a pain, he had not needed to sit in on the meeting and his presence not only put others on edge, but he slowed the whole process down.
She splashed her face with some cool water, making sure none of it went on her white shirt. It was tight enough to show off her body as it was, without the water making it turn transparent. Her skirt was to her knees, but too tight really, especially with the slit up the side. She had accidentally packed one of her older ones in the rush that morning.
She had been worried about her panty-line being visible, blushing when she thought about removing them altogether. The rest of the afternoon dragged on into the evening. She declined a dinner date with one of the client's fat, sweaty financial advisors and decided instead to head to the hotel bar for a quick drink before hitting the sack.
