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John could smell her fragrance as soon as he opened the front door. It was Jimmy Choo Eau de Parfum and it was his wife’s favourite. It was pleasant and welcoming. Kate appeared from the kitchen and came up to him to help him take his jacket off. She kissed him before taking it from his hands and hanging it up. Not only did she smell good but she also looked good. She was wearing a red figure hugging dress that zipped up from the front. Attached to the zipper was a large silver ring that just begged for a finger to hook into it and tug it down. The dress was also low cut allowing him to glimpse the swell of her ample breasts. It was so good to be home for the weekend after a stressful week at work. “I have run a nice hot bath for you,” she told him with a glint in her eye. He kissed her again and ran his fingers through her blonde curls. “You look . . .” he started to say before her hand alighted on his bulge. “And I feel . . . as well,” she responded with a gentle squeeze. There was a stirring of foreboding as well as a stirring of lust as he followed her up the stairs. He was mesmerised by the movements of her bottom and the rise and fall of her hem as she climbed. He sensed that under that dress would be sexy lingerie and stockings and suspenders. John was a stockings lover and he was like putty in her hands when he knew that she was wearing them. His sense of foreboding grew stronger when he entered the bedroom and saw their bed. Attached to the two top corner posts were pieces of red soft rope but what intrigued him even more was the indentation in the duvet. Someone else had lain on that bed. Somebody else had been attached to those ropes. However, John remained silent. He just stood there as Kate removed his tie. “Been a long week, hasn’t it?” she Karşıyaka escort said as she began to unbutton his shirt. He nodded. “You look as though you could do with some . . .” she said softly. He opened his mouth to speak as her hand began to tug at his belt buckle but words failed to come out. He watched her as she knelt down to remove his shoes and socks before tugging down his trousers and shorts. He could see the lacy edge of her red bra and her dress had also ridden up. He could see her stocking tops as well. John was like a lamb to the slaughter. Once naked she gently took hold of his erection and led him to the en-suite bathroom. He would have followed her anywhere; such was the strength of his lust. On a chair by the side of the bath were a glass of red wine and an opened bottle of Merlot. “Make yourself nice and comfortable,” she told him as she halted at the edge of the bath. John stepped inside the bath and slid beneath the hot soapy water before raising his hand to receive the glass of wine from Kate’s hand. “So, how was your day?” she asked him as she perched herself on the edge of the bath. He was speechless for a moment. He could see up her dress and the crotch of see-through red panties mesmerised him. “Busy,” he managed to say. She shifted slightly giving him more viewing of crotch. He wanted her. He wanted her so much. When Kate was in the mood for sex there was no other woman on the planet who could equal her. Not only did she ooze sex but she dressed for it as well. Sex was never an afterthought for her or a half hearted attempted; she gave herself totally. John could feel that sense of foreboding again as she stood up and picked up the sponge. “How . . . how was your day?” he asked her as bornova escort bayan she began to wash his back. “It went very well,” she told him. “I love it now that I don’t have to work Fridays; gives me time to relax and do things.” “Do things?” Her hand moved round to his front. “”Well, you know what I mean,” she told him softly as her sponge filled hand ran over his chest. “Take time and pamper myself. Dress sexily and . . .” Her hand suddenly alighted on his erection. The sponge fell away and her fingers took hold of him. John closed his eyes as her fingers began to move up and down. Kate had a touch that was unlike any other he had known. She seemed to put her fingers just on the very right places and apply just the right amount of pressure that could bring him to orgasm so quickly. “Frank called by this afternoon,” she suddenly told him. His eyes opened wide. “W . . . what did he want?” She smiled. “Well you know Frank,” she replied. “He gets so lonely on his own. He just needs lots of tea and sympathy” John opened his mouth to speak. “You don’t mind him dropping by do you?” He shook his head but he did mind. He had seen the way he looked at Kate. “How long did he stay for?” “He was here for a couple of hours,” she replied. “That’s a long time,” John responded. “I know. He did go on a bit,” she told him. “I told him that he should be looking around for another relationship now. It’s time to move on. Elle wouldn’t want him moping about on his own.” she told him. “What did he say to that?” Her hand began to move up and down again. “He says that he doesn’t want another full on relationship,” she told him. “He does want a no strings one though. Preferably with someone who is married and wants something Escort üçyol on the side. A bit of afternoon delight, as he calls it.” John felt his heart begin to sink. “W . . . what did you say to that?” Kate remained silent as she tightened her grip on his cock and moved her hand more purposefully. She watched as his eyes closed. “I told him that there would always be women like that around, “she said. “Someone who just wants some fun without all the drama. A couple of hours in the marital bed to let off steam.” His eyes opened wide again. “You . . . wouldn’t . . .” “What are you trying to say John,” she said as she pulled her hand away. “You’re not suggesting that I would be that type of woman, do you?” He opened his mouth to speak as her hand returned to his cock again. “You don’t think that I am sort of woman to be holding another man’s cock like this do you?” she asked. “You know that I would never bring another man into our bedroom like this and have him relax in our bath like you are doing now while I stroke his big thick cock?” John groaned. Kate pulled away and picked up the bath towel. John put his glass down on the chair and noticed that more than one glassful of wine was missing from the bottle. Those foreboding feelings were very strong now but Kate was gripping his cock with the towel. “Shame on you, John Robson, thinking that your wife would entertain another man in the way I am entertaining you now?” she told him. There was a smile on her face and a hint of sarcasm in her voice but her slow and methodical use of the towel to dry him seemed to distract him. As she knelt and dried between his legs, taking care around his testicles, she spoke again. “I bet he would welcome such treatment though, wouldn’t he?” John had no doubt of that. He wondered though if she would be the type of woman to give him such treatment. “Do you think he has a big one?” she asked him as she slowly rubbed the towel up and down his shaft. “I . . .” “He seems to have quite a bulge,” she said. “Oh?” “He saw me getting out the car a few weeks back,” she told him.

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