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Preface. This is the beginning of a 50 plus chapter (So Far) story. This is one of several stories I wrote years ago; I am editing/adapting them, adding sex scenes to publish on ”. I hope you enjoy.
Chapter 1
Tonight, we’re celebrating Neil’s 30th birthday at Luigi’s, I’m going over the arrangements in my mind as I’m finishing my final task of the day. I work for a large accounting firm; I’ve arranged to leave my office early to prepare for tonight. It’s nearly 3pm, I try calling Neil, but it goes directly to his voice message.
‘Hey babe, tried calling, guess you’re in a meeting, I’m just finishing up here, leaving work soon, one stop then home to get ready for tonight. I got a special sexy surprise for you; I’m so excited, can’t wait, LOVE YA.’
I finish up, and go to an intimate apparel boutique, I knew exactly which lingerie outfit I wanted to buy, so I didn’t take long in the store and was enjoying the wind in my hair, in my Benz convertible heading home.
A little back story on us. My family moved here when I was a sophomore in high school. I excelled as a cheerleader; 5’9″, a full 36″ bust, narrow waist and long athletic legs; wavy, blonde hair, lower back long, blue eyes. I’ve maintained my sexy body, with exercise I’m told my butt is my best asset; I think it’s my boobs, nevertheless; being outwardly friendly, and funny, I’ve always been popular.
At my first basketball game, one senior stood out, Neil; 6’2″ dark, thick, wavy hair, not just on his head, his legs and arms had a furry covering that none of the other players had. I instantly fantasized my face snuggling against his chest, his arms around me, my fingers combing through or twirling his chest hair. I didn’t realize I was daydreaming; I was just standing there, not participating in our cheer routine. Judy called my name and hit my shoulder. At the end of practice, I was bent over gathering my things when I heard a deep male voice, “I’m Neil, your bodacious body is very distracting, I had trouble concentrating today.”
“Me too,” I giggled, his basketball uniform showed his manly bulge, and it wasn’t an athletic cup.
‘my gawd his sweaty body, the musky, manly aroma was intoxicating, it had my mind spinning,
“I, uh, I mean, I noticed you too, and missed part of our routine.”
‘Geezus, he was sexy, I could strip off my uniform and spread myself before him right now, on the gym floor, unconcerned with any spectators around.’
“Join me for a pizza?” His deep voice requested.
“Piece of what?” my mind fuzzy, imagining us making out.
“Piece of pizza, and a coke.” He chuckled. “I’ll shower after pizza and small talk, we made out in his car, he felt me up, I was willing to give him my virginity right there but sadly, he portrayed the gentleman, and took me home. It was a couple hot dates later before I convinced him to do the deed in his back seat. He not only was covered in a fine fur, that I found extremely sexy, but he had a nice 7” cock, that got my wildly hot. We were inseparable the rest of high school. He went to college; I went to the local community college to become an accountant. We only saw each other a couple times a month, mainly spent as lustful teenagers, fornicating like animals; mostly in his car or parent’s basement.
Neil got a 6-figure job right out of college working for a financial firm. We married that summer. Both our careers became rapidly successful, Neil became the top financial advisor in his company quickly. I recently became a partner in my accounting firm, we rewarded Halkalı travest ourselves with matching Benz convertibles. Our 1600 sq. ft. 3-bedroom suburban home is now paid for, we didn’t plan for children, we focused on becoming wealthy first and had a great marriage, good social life my nipples are already hard. I squeeze one, roll the other between my thumb and forefinger, “mmmm.”
‘Maybe I should take my 8″ suction cup dildo into the shower.’
I run my hands down my curved sides, my left fingers touch my labia, as my right continues caressing my boobs.
‘Oh, hell, I don’t need the dildo, I’ll cum fast.’
I lean against the sink counter, parting my legs, forefinger, and middle finger on either side of my clit, inside my labia. As I move my hand down my fingertips slide in my wet opening, then up, squeezing my clit, ‘oh fuck, I’m cumming already,’ a few more strokes and I groan as a flood of tingling electricity quivers through me. I sigh, ‘that will do until tonight, one climax won’t be enough to quell my lust tonight, Neil better be ready for an all nighter.’
I step on the mat to adjust the water in the shower.
Chapter 2
I’m startled as my bare foot touches the wet bathmat. ‘WTF?’ I step back, the towels are also askew, I’m OCD, I always have them artfully arranged on the rack. I discover both large bath towels are wet. I’m in shock, puzzled, how, who? My mind is running wild, trying to make sense of this. I look back to the bed; and notice my pillow is facing the wrong way, I always place the open end of the pillowcase towards the middle. I move closer to investigate again voicemail; I call our neighbors. “Blair did you see anyone at our house this afternoon?”
“I’ll check my surveillance, I’ll let you know.”
Blair texts me a video, time stamped 11:14. {Neil opening the door with a tall redhead. They depart at 3:17;}
I am in shock. ‘Why Neil?’ I’m devastated; I take a pic of the wet spot, and pillowcase smudges. I call Neil’s office, “Hi, Neil Martin please.”
“I’m sorry ma’am he’s not in this afternoon, may I direct your call to another representative?”
“Uh, _ ok, Brian Jacobs?”
“Sorry, Brian’s in Chicago, I could connect you to their boss Sid, the owner.
“Is this Neil’s new secretary?”
“No Erin, this is Jill.”
“Oh, hi Jill when did Neil leave?”
“Before lunch.”
“Is his new secretary a redhead?”
“Yes, Neil gave her the afternoon off.”
“Erin, I think they’re together, Erin, I like you a lot, Neil claims you have an open marriage, is that true?”
“No, Jill, I had no idea, until now; I found evidence today though.”
“You know Neil’s cheating. He’s had many affairs; everyone here knows he’s a perverted predator.”
“Are you sure Jill. I thought we had a great married life.”
“I’m sure; he hits on me daily, I keep telling him I’m lesbian, that seems to attract him more.”
“Erin, for sure, everyone here knows; he banged Cheryl for weeks, she quit. He was disciplined for bathroom sex with Leeanne, an intern. Gracie from HR, they had a short fling, she wanted out; Neil showed her husband a video, saying she requested to do porn. They divorced, she’s now in a Psych ward. Rumor is he takes female clients to the Marriot.”
Yes, he’s cheating, Erin, you never acknowledge my advances, so I figured you aren’t lez. Erin, I want to hook up with you.”
“Thanks Jill, I’ve got to go.” I hang up.
‘What now? Neil’s been cheating for months.’
My head is spinning, this newfound Halkalı travestleri knowledge, my belief in our happy marriage, ” another giggle.
‘she’s with him.’
“OK, well if you’re busy. Say, why don’t I just meet you at Luigi’s?”
“Sure, great, ok, see you around 7.”
“Bye.” I consciously refuse to say ‘love you’ I’m furious; yet, glad I didn’t confront him for lying.
‘Ok, confirmed, he’s not at work ” I sit at his desk, “we’d like all available savings in Euros please.”
“Neil wants everything else in cash. It’s near closing, “Brenda, can we meet, I need to expedite my divorce, Neil’s cheating and I want a simple divorce agreement signed. Please, pretty pleeeease.” Brenda replies, “11 am tomorrow in my office ok?”
“Yes, Thank you,”
Chapter 3
I stop at the jewellery store where we always deal; Neil’s watch is being repaired.
“Hello Erin, how are you?” George the owner greets me.
“I’m great, and you? Is Neil’s watch ready?”
“I’m good, yes it’s ready.” He reaches under the counter and produces it; sets it on a royal blue cloth with gold piping.
“Is Neil’s card info on file?”
“It’s on file.”
“Good, may I look at this set.” Pointing to a diamond necklace how much is it?”
“This set is $9000.00.”
“Hmmm, do you have a matching bracelet, maybe around 2 thousand?”
“Yes.” George displays a bracelet “$2400.”
“I better ask Neil.” I turn towards the front of the store meet me at home in 1/2 hour maybe 45 minutes. PLEASE.
Reply: Yes.
“Neil suggests you cut us a deal, $11 thousand all in, package deal?” I smile and purposely flirtatiously, I bat my eyelashes.
He chuckles. “Of course, I can.”
“Oh, I want to wear them. George, add them to the watch receipt.” I admire them in the mirror. “Thanks George.” I exit ‘what else can I do to hurt Neil.’ I lower the top on my Benz. ‘I got the cash, maxed out his card; ok, I need to sabotage his career.’
I dial his boss, “Hello Sid, Erin Martin, you have a few minutes to talk?”
“Of course, Erin, what’s up.”
“I did some sleuthing today. Neil he stated he was at work in a meeting with Brian.”
“Jill said Brian’s in Chicago. I’m kicking him out tonight and changing locks. Neil also abuses his company credit card, and expense account. In December, the Florida trip, he took his brother deep sea fishing. February, the Aspen ski trip, Neil overheard a client was holidaying there; he booked the 4 of us a holiday. New York in May was for Ranger games, shopping; best of luck.”
“Thank-you, Sid, I was blindsided, but I’ll endure, I would suggest securing Neil’s computer before he alters anything, I consider you as a friend. Squeeze Camille and take care of each other.”
“I will.”
‘Ok, finances, career, now how do I expose his cheating sex life, I rack my brain, considering several options?’
On the drive home, Jill’s offer to hook up, keeps intriguing me. Neil’s been begging me for months for a threesome; ‘AHA’ an epiphany; I produce a brilliant plan.
I make the call.
“Jill, I’m reconsidering your offer; do you have Claire’s number?”
“Ooooo, what nasty thoughts are you conjuring?”
“Neil’s been requesting a threesome. I’m thinking of giving him a special birthday present tonight, Claire, you, we’d like a bottle of Champagne for every 2 persons.” I smile and slip him a fifty. “Deliver them when Neil yells ‘Luigi, it’s my birthday, Champagne.’
“Bless you Mrs. Martin.”
‘Oooo, I Travesti halkalı shudder, I feel appalled to be called Mrs. Martin.
Chapter 4
Bernice is waiting, chatting with Blair we’re both a bit blitzed.
Text from Jill; We’re here. We meet up outside the entrance “Damn you’re both hot. Hello Claire, I’m Erin, I know you fucked my husband in my bed today. No worries, it’s him I wish to inflict revenge on, not you. Wait, a few moments, I’ll signal you when to arrive.”
I text Neil: Babe, are ready for an unexpected, super special birthday surprise?
He replies: What?
I text: You often asked for a threesome. Can you handle 2, how about 3?
He replies: Oh Baby, YES.
I text: We’re ready, just holler ‘Luigi it’s my birthday bring on the champagne.’
Neil hollers, we seductively strut towards him.
He’s beaming, drooling, panting. I slowly, tantalizingly, unzip the front of my dress, exposing the red lace under bra, and matching panties, sexy garter holding the fishnets. Stopping beside the table. Bernice flings open her suitcoat, like a flasher, exposing herself in the black corset. My right hand goes to Bernices right boob, as her left, cups my pubic mound, we passionately kiss. I place my foot on the table in front of Neil. My pussy displayed inches in front of him. He reaches for me, “Don’t rush it Babe. There’s more.” I wave, beckoning the other 2.
Neil’s eyes widen as Jill and Claire approach. Claire’s wearing a yellow, tight form fitting, mini dress, open front and back. Jill’s in a snug black mini dress, her endowment fully on display. Likely unnoticed, I move away, Bernice stays. When I’m near the front door, but still can see him; I text Neil: Do you approve?
Of course, yes, where are you?
We won’t be joining you, enjoy your new life. {I send the video of them entering our house} I got your deposit on my bed, the pillowcase with Claires DNA on it. Your clothes are in your car, the house locks are changed. You need to meet me at the lawyers, 11 am tomorrow. I am divorcing you, if you choose to fight, I will destroy you. I’m offering a simple solution. Enjoy your birthday. I’m done with you he was ogling, excitedly anticipating his dream was about to come true; then BAM, your text, his face dropped. Oh, thank you for letting me participate.”
I sit back, recording a tow truck hooking up to Neil’s car, I giggle and close my eyes.
“Erin, that embrace, our kiss, the touch; I’m turned on, my nipples are erect, my pussy’s wet.” she gazes at me tweaking her tit. “I’m horny as fuck, I’m super wet.” Her fingers move her corset aside and slip inside her. “Erin have you ever made love with a woman; I haven’t?” She tilts her head to me, a dreamy peaceful look I’ve never seen before, she looks sexy, and I’ve known her for years. “I want to do it with you, will you, please?”
“In high school as a cheerleader, but it was more experimental, not really sex.”
Bernice’s moaning, her fingers glistening as she fingers her twat, her action has me quite aroused.
“Let’s do it, your kiss ignited something; my loins tingled, I felt an intense rush of pleasant sensations surge within me, it was extremely erotic.” She is thrusting fingers, she sighs. “I understand if you don’t, I am your sister-in-law. I’d like to explore the experience of an orgasm with a woman; to discover what you initiated.” Bernice was moaning, nearing an orgasm, masturbating herself in my passenger seat. I was enthralled, her uninhibited display of lust. Her left fingers titillating her clit as her right first 2 fingers were furiously thrusting as deep as she could reach, she groaned; looked at me with glassy eyes. “Ohhh, Erin let’s, I want to so badly.”
“Bernice, I’ve had an extremely emotional day. I’m not saying no, ok, just not tonight, my mind is spinning?”
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