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From housewife to hotwife escort

Unread post by couplecouple88 » Mon Oct 21, 2019 4:54 am

My first attempt for hotwife story:)

Joseph perspective:
When Joseph returned to his office, he slammed the door and was sure they heard it throughout the office, including in the conference room where he had just come from. He did not give a shit at this point, he needed to collect his things and get out. His Boss and the HR Director had just told him his whole team was being let go because of downsizing.

What the fuck was he going to do now? In this economy right now it would be tough to find a new job. He and Molly had just bought an expensive new car for her and he was counting on the year-end bonus the company usually handed out to save his bacon. Now he had to tell her they would likely have to sell the car, even if it meant a loss.

“How the fuck am I going to tell Molly?” He yelled to the wall.

He thought back on the events of the morning. Molly had woke him up an hour early because she had been horny. She wanted him to fuck her right then. He had protested just a bit since it was earnings day and the company would have a stockholder earning call later in the day. He had a lot to do to get ready for it and now she wanted him to fuck her senseless.

Molly was insatiable and always had been. Joseph always struggled to fully satisfy his wife sexually. She always left him wiped out and exhausted. In the
back of his mind he was sure that she was a major slut before he met her. There were rumors, but she always changed the subject when he attempted to get her to talk about her past.

“I had a lot of fun in college, you did too,” she would tell him. “Now I am with you, and I am not a cheater. There is no sense in dragging up the past.”

He finally just dropped the subject, because every time he brought it up they would nearly get into a fight. He could not understand why she was so reluctant to discuss the subject. It was not like it bothered him, after all they both had experiences before they met, what bothered him was her unwillingness to tell him.

The thought of his wife being fucked by other men was a major turn on for him. He wanted to hear her tell him every detail of her past experiences. It was a fantasy that always made him hard and he wanted to tell her it was a turn on, but he could not bring himself to tell her.
Josephack had tried for all his might to try saving his team. His boss would hear none of it.

“We have been ordered to cut the workforce by 20% before the earnings call. The work your team does is being cut completely. There are no open positions in the new organization. I am sorry, but we have made the decisions. You can have 10 minutes to remove your possessions from your office and then one of the HR assistants will be by to escort you from the building.

Joseph had no intention of being escorted out. He grabbed the few things he had in the office and walked straight to the elevators.

Molly perspective:
Molly closed the refrigerator after putting the groceries away and decided to sit down to a nice glass of wine on the couch. She heard her cell phone ding with an alert and picked it up to look at it. It was just an email, nothing urgent, then she noticed the time. She had a few hours until Joseph would be home.

“Time for some Me time,” she muttered to herself.

She opened the eReader app on the phone and looked through the recent downloads. Her favorite author had just released a new book, and she knew just by the title that this one would be absolutely filthy. It was like this author was writing the books just for her, everyone was exactly what she needed when they came out.

She got up from the couch and headed to the bedroom. In no time at all she was sliding under the covers on the bed naked. She leaned over to the nightstand and opened the second drawer and pulled out her favorite vibrator. It was pink, slender and named Don, it is the one she always chose to accompany her when she was reading smut and take the edge off and not go all out. After all, Joseph would be home in a few hours and she wanted him to finish her off for the day.

She opened the book and began reading. Her fingers wandered between her legs as she read, softly playing with her clit. Before long her thighs flinched all on their own and she knew it was time to put away her phone, close her eyes and create her own smut in her mind. She kicked the sheets off and grabbed Don.

Closing her eyes, she pictured her fantasy of when the real Don came back into her life.

He was the boy she crushed on in High School. In her inner porn movie fantasy, she was in a laundry mat; It was always the laundry mat for some reason. Because it was a hot summer day she had on shorts and a very thin tank top with no bra. No one else was in the laundry mat until Don walked in the door.

“What are you doing here,” she asked him.
“I came to see you, I could not go by without stopping to see you.”
He was eyeing her tits with lust, there was a hunger in his eyes.
“Would you like a wine cooler on this hot day?” He asked, holding up a six-pack.

Speaking of six packs, his tight t-shirt revealed every ripple of muscles in his chest and abdomen. The tight-fitting jeans hugged his firm ass, He was 100 percent manly muscle. Since high school he had filled out quite a bit.He opened a bottle and handed it to her, before opening one himself.
“To whatever may come our way,” he said as he raised his bottle to hers and they clinked bottles.
After taking a swallow of the drink, he stepped closer, inches from her face, “I like what you are wearing.”
She looked away and when she turned back, she could see his eyes roaming over her body again. His blue eyes again revealing a hunger.
“Thank you, it is not much,” she let her fingers trace down the front of her tank top and her shorts, finally playing with the frayed edges of the shorts.
“It works perfectly for you,” as his own hand touched her hip and began to caress
Don leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips, sending and electric shock through her body.
Molly began to stroke the buzzing vibrator across her outer lips. She felt a sharp pre-orgasm, only enough to give her the promise of what was to come. She let out a sigh of contentment before continuing with her fantasy dream.
Her hands were on his chest, as if to push him away. However, the feel of his muscles under her hand intrigued her, and she had to know more. As her hands explored his abdomen, she glanced down to see the bulge in his jeans.
She inhaled deeply through her nose, his cologne met her with its oaken smell and just a hit of manly sweat. “I always like the scent of a real man,” she said.
“That is what I always liked about you, you do not beat around the bush or play games,” he told her.
She made a small shrug. “Why should I? I know what I want.”
She continued to stroke the muscles of his abdomen. His muscles were firm, solid and felt oh so delicious. She held his stare as he looked deeply into her eyes. She let her hand drift further and heard his breath hitch as she cupped his crotch, feeling the firmness hidden in his pants. He closed his eyes momentarily and let a moan slip past his lips.
“I always wanted to have you when we were in high school,” he told her.
“Why did you never ask?” “I was too afraid, you were gorgeous. Now you are beyond gorgeous.”
“Now I am married though.”
“Your husband seems to be okay with it,” he said as he looked across the room. She followed his eyes to see Joseph across the room. He was not wearing anything and had his cock in his hand slowly stroking it.
“Go ahead baby, enjoy yourself.” Molly began to flick her her clit with her free hand as she increased the

Molly began to flick her her clit with her free hand as she increased the speed of her strokes with the vibrator. “You are such a slut!” she hissed aloud.

“I will make up for missing my chance in high school today,” as he leaned into her for another kiss.
“How are you going to do that?”
“I will fuck you right here in the laundry mat and your husband will watch,” he said, again looking toward Joseph.
She looked toward Joseph and he continued stroking his cock and nodded at Don's words.
She returned her eyes to his as he spoke again, “I have to know what I missed out on all those years.”
“I will show you what you missed out on right now,” she said with a sly smile.
“How are you going to do that?”
Molly's orgasm was building, it was not that much longer before she would go over the edge. Without saying a word she began to lower herself to her knees. She looked up to find him staring at her in anticipation. She looked to Joseph again, with his eyes filled with lust, stroking his cock even faster now.
“Honey, can I suck Don's cock while you watch?”
All Joseph could manage was to nod his agreement with what she would do.
She turned back to Don and ran her hand over the crotch of his pants again and heard a deep rumble from his chest. She slowly undid his belt while looking up at him and freed his cock. It was huge, much larger than Joseph's and a generous amount of pre-cum was oozing from the head as she .

“What the hell!” she said as she bolted upright. The garage door was opening. She looked at the clock and noticed the time, Joseph was not due to be home until later. He must have left work early.

She jumped from the bed to get dressed.

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Re: From housewife to hotwife escort

Unread post by couplecouple88 » Mon Oct 21, 2019 5:07 am

Joseph watched as the garage door closed and thought about all the scenarios that had run through his head on the drive home. They had the mortgage, car payments and all the bills. Molly's part-time job paid well, but it was nowhere near enough to cover all the bills. Jobs were hard to find right now with the economy the way it was.

Images swirled in his head of the house being reposed, his car on a tow truck on its way back to the bank. This was going to fuck things up royally.How was he going to tell Molly? Maybe wait until after dinner, let her drink a bit of wine and get in a really good mood.When he walked in Molly was coming down the hallway with just a t-shirt on. It hung down just below her sex. Oh, god she is sexy, he thought to himself.

“You are home early today,” flinging her arms around him and giving him a passionate kiss.

She was obviously horny, and he quickly formulated a plan. He would fuck her senseless, grill the steaks in the refrigerator, get her drunk on wine and then tell her.
“It was so bad I had to get out of there,” he told her only part of the truth.
“It’s okay,” she said grinding her hips against him. “I will make you feel better.”
I wish it was just that easy; He thought to himself. But Molly could make all his thoughts go away in a matter of minutes, she has always been able to do that.
“I have been thinking about you all day, baby,” she told him.
She rubbed the front of his pants and felt his cock pulse.
She smiled at him, “That’s my boy, I know just what you need. I have been thinking about this cock and all the nasty things I will do with it.”

She led him back to the bedroom, turned and lowered herself to her knees as she watched Joseph carefully. Her delicate hand worked to undo his belt, while he took off his tie and shirt as fast as he could, tossing them on the floor.Molly franticly ripped his pants and underwear down his legs until they pooled at his feet. His cock was fully erect now and was pointing directly at Molly.She kissed the tip of his cock and then engulfed the head with her warm, wet mouth. Joseph closed his eyes and moaned, just letting go of every thought he had today. This was exactly what he needed right now.
His wife loved to suck cock. The truth is, it amazed him how much she loved to suck his cock.

She wrapped one hand around his cock and used the other hand to cup his balls. She ran her tongue over the head, then kissed it with her warm lips before dragging her teeth gently across it, almost as if she was nibbling.Josep's finger threaded through her hair and took a firm grip, holding her face against his shaft.

Her breath on his cock was warm and moist. She licked along the length of his shaft and he gasped. She blew on the wet tip and he moaned. She licked the underside of the head and it twitched on her tongue.
“Oh, god Molly,” he groaned.

He thrust his hips toward her mouth, but she held him off. She very slowly began to fuck his cock with her wet mouth, her tender lips sliding down his length. He thrust at her again and she let him go as he fucked her mouth urgently. He stiffened his legs; She felt his ass cheeks tighten up, and he roared as he filled her mouth with his hot cum, releasing pulse after pulse into her throat. She swallowed every drop she could coax out of him, sucking him until he was left panting and looking at her.Then she stood up and kissed him, her mouth still slick with his cum.

That night after dinner, when they got into bed Molly rolled over next to Joseph and put her hand on his bare chest. She leaned her head over next to his and spoke into his ear.
The moment of truth arrived, and he did not know how to answer her. His body began to tremble, and he closed his eyes in a vain attempt to make it all go away.

“I can tell something is bothering you.” She said. “What is going on?”

The moment of truth arrived, and he did not know how to answer her. His body began to tremble, and he closed his eyes in a vain attempt to make it all go away.

“Come on Honey,” she said. “Jus tell me what is going on.”
“They let me go today at work,” he finally mustered the courage to say.
“What do you mean?”
“They cut 20% of the workforce today, they let my whole team go.”
“You are kidding right? Please tell me you are kidding,” She pleaded.
“I wish I was, the earnings report was bad, real bad, and they sent 20% of the people home without a job.”
“How can they do this, you have been there so long?” Her voice gave way to panic.
"I knew there would be some bad news in this economy, but never even thought it would be this bad. It was all a business decision and some very loyal people got the shaft today along with me.Oh god, what are we going to do? We have so many bills right now and the mortgage.”
“Your job will pay the mortgage with a little left over, and we have some savings that we can get by for a little while. I have to find a new job fast though. It will be okay.”
“I don’t think I can get any more hours at work. Everyone has been cut back to part time now.”
“Don’t worry,” he told her. “Everything will be okay.” He leaned over and kissed her.

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Re: From housewife to hotwife escort

Unread post by wingman » Mon Oct 21, 2019 8:17 pm

I like the story so far. Please continue
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Re: From housewife to hotwife escort

Unread post by SamWarrens » Tue Oct 22, 2019 5:00 am

Keep going! This is getting good!
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Re: From housewife to hotwife escort

Unread post by couplecouple88 » Wed Oct 23, 2019 3:03 am

It had been a month and Joseph's job search was going nowhere fast. He had called everyone he knew, visited places he thought may be hiring. It seemed that no one was hiring right now, in fact many more employers were cutting back besides his former employer. He still had not found a job, and the savings would not last as long as he thought it would.

Joseph and Molly tried hard to pretend that everything was fine, but it was not. They had started fighting when it became clear that it would be a long haul to find work. Molly was getting more and more frustrated by the day, and Joseph began to question himself as a breadwinner and as a man.

Molly needed a good fucking, it was her way to release tension. But Joseph was so wound up in his own misery and stress that he could not perform. This only added to her stress and tension.

On a Friday afternoon, she received a call from two creditors making threats. She boiled over and stormed down the hall after the second call. She threw the door open to the den and was met with a disheveled Joseph and a bottle of rum sitting on his desk.

“I have had two calls today from creditors making threats. What the fuck are you doing to find work?”
“I am trying the best I can,” he whined.

That started the worst fight they ever had. Both of them screaming at each other and neither of them knowing what they were saying.

“Fuck you!” Molly screamed at him. She turned and left, slamming the door to his den. She heard him screaming something behind the door after her and did not care.

Molly had to get out of the house. The walls were closing in on her.A half hour later she found herself in the parking lot of Tony’s Bar and Grill that she and a few friends went to regularly for their girl's nights out. Although she only went out with them about once a month, this place had become comfortable for her and she decided it was a good place to get calmed down some. By every sign it was very busy tonight, the parking lot was almost full when she parked the car.

Molly had left the house without changing and just had on the white tank-top, shorts and tennis shoes she was wearing around the house. She realized that she had no bra on under the tank-top, but she did not care. She needed to get out and have a few drinks before her and Joseph did something they would both regret.

As she walked into the bar, she ignored the leers of the group of young cowboys sitting near the door. They were obviously horny as hell and stared at her. She headed toward the bar where she saw two of her friends seated and heard some remarks from the cowboys as she walked away from them. She noticed that several guys were talking to her friends hopeful for some action.

“Molly!” Lisa hollered out when she saw her. “I did not expect you to be here tonight, Joseph finally let you out?”
“I just needed to get out,” She said as she hugged Lisa.
“That does not sound good, what happened?” Lisa asked her.
“It’s a long story and I don’t want to go into it tonight. I am here to have some fun!”
When she hugged Koleen, she realized that both of them were already way ahead of her in the drinks department.
“What would you like me to fix for you?” A bartender she did not recognize asked her.
“Margarita, on the rocks and make it strong!”
“Coming right up,” he told her.
He returned in less than 30 seconds with her drink in hand and set it on the bar. She had already gotten out her wallet out to pay for the drink and the bartender put his hand up.
“It is ladies' night, all ladies drink free.”
“Thank you. I don’t think we have met before, my name is Molly,” extending her hand.
“Mark,” he told her while shaking her hand.
“Nice to meet you, Mark.”

Mark was a very handsome man of 6’ 3” Molly guessed with the build of an athlete although he was older than her. If she had to guess she would say he was 45. The black t-shirt he was wearing was tight and highlighted his large upper arms and chest. He obviously worked out regularly. Although Joseph turned her on, he was not built like this handsome specimen. Since college she has had a thing for the jock types, but settled for Joseph because of his potential to earn well.

Lisa leaned over, “Mark just bought the bar.”
“I see you came ready to compete in the wet t-shirt contest,” gesturing toward her own chest.
She looked down and noticed that her nipples were clearly poking out the material of her tank-top. She blushed as the other men around took notice of her current state.“You should enter,” Lisa told her. “The prize is fifteen hundred dollars! If I had tits like your, I would enter. I could use an extra fifteen hundred!”

Molly was blushing again, “Your nuts, I am married.”
“So? Fifteen hundred, is a fifteen hundred.” Lisa told her. “You don’t have to fuck anyone so you are not cheating. Just get wet and let them look. Everyone is already looking so why not make some money off it?”
“Married does not mean you don’t have the best tits in the house so far tonight,” Mark told her with a grin. “I should know, I am the judge.”

She giggled from nervous embarrassment and turned on by the man standing in front of her complementing her body and enjoying what he was doing to her. Her nipples hardened fully against her tight tank-top. She could feel the material drag against them with every breath she took.
“Hey guys,” he said to the four men gathered around the women. “Don’t you think that Molly should enter the contest?”
Everyone of them turned to look her over and agreed that she should enter the contest.

“Come on Molly, what can you do with an extra grand and a half?”
“I tell you what, each one of us can throw in an extra hundred to the winnings if you enter. If you win, and you will. That is two thousand dollars for you to spend how you want.”
She was shaking her head, all the while thinking how two thousand dollars would solve all of her and Joseph's issues right now. They could pay the car payments and catch up the bills that were late and have a bit left over. But could she win? She scanned the room looking at the women and realized she likely had a good chance to win.

“Come on Molly, just do it!” Sue told her. “I dare you! You have done it before before when we were in college, this is no different.”
“Joseph will never know. You are here to have a fun time and if you walk away with a pocket full of cash, think of the fun you can have with that.”

She drank down the rest of her drink to calm her nerves. It wasn’t like she had not this before, including in front of a bunch of strangers. She had won several wet t-shirt contest before when she was in college, she could probably do it again. The cash would be the answer to her current problems.

“Molly! Molly! Molly!” one guy began to chant, quickly joined by the others. All eyes in the bar were on her, and she felt her cheeks and ears grow warm.

Others joined in the calls, and soon she was overwhelmed by the noise. It was intoxicating to realize that so many people wanted to see her body.
“All right,” she finally said. “What choice do I have? Count me in.”

Mark grabbed the prize jar from the back of the bar, “Okay guys, time to pony up a hundred a piece for Molly.”


There were ten women total in the competition. She heard a couple more had wanted to compete, but had chickened out. All the women were hot, but something told her she had a real shot at winning.A small inflatable kid's pool had been setup on the stage where bands played. Each girl would take her turn and be doused with water, then able to strut her stuff for everyone in the bar to see.

As the girls waited in the restroom, they were all excited and chatty. They all wanted to win the money, but it was more about the excitement of showing off their bodies and the attention they would be getting. She was trembling, both from nervousness and excitement.What the fuck am I doing? Joseph would have the biggest hard-on right now if he knew she was doing this in front of a bar full of horny guys. He always wanted her showing off to other men. For some reason he enjoyed it when other men were eyeing her.Mark had fixed her a double Margarita, and she gulped down the rest, hoping the alcohol would settle her nerves.Finally, one of the bartenders stuck his head in the door and told Molly it was her turn. All the other girls had gone before her.....

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Unread post by couplecouple88 » Wed Oct 23, 2019 6:49 am

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Mark yelled out as she came in, “Give it up for Molly!”

The crowd was wild, and she was met with whistles and howls from the room full of men. The gaze of every man in the room sent a shiver of thrill up her spine.Black Velvet fired up on the sound system and her hips began to move all on their own. There was no way for her to not move when this song came on.

“Shit!” she blurted out as Mark dumped a full bucket of ice water over her head. Her white tank-top clung to her skin, turning transparent, revealing her tits to the entire room. Her nipples were rock hard and pushed out the fabric.

She shivered for a moment as the cold passed over her body, then began to sway to her favorite song again. She seductively moved her body as the cheers grew louder. The room was full of men that were excited to see what she had for them and she would give them a show. A show that would ensure she won the money she needed.

Her hand began to roam over her tits and she squeezed her nipples as she let go and surrendered to the sexiness of the music and the lust filling the room. She lifted her tank-top to show the underside of her breasts.

“Here you go, Baby!” Mark yelled as he set a chair into the pool next to her.
Someone yelled out, “Show us your tits!”
A chant erupted in the room, “Take it off! Take it off!”

She could see Mark near her practically drooling as he watched her show.Finally, Molly grabbed the bottom hem of her tank-top and slowly worked it up, again displaying the underside of her tits and the crowd grew louder. She threw all caution to the wind and pulled it up over her head and tossed the soaking wet tank-top to Mark.She undid the button on her cut-off shorts as she swayed to the music, relishing the attention she was getting. She slowly lowered the zipper part way down, teasing them more. She was not brave enough to take them off, but slid her hand inside her shorts.

She slumped into the chair, stretching her legs out in front of herself. Her mind spun, she lost herself in the erotic energy filling the room. She slid her hand inside her panties and shivered when her finger brushed her swollen clit.She locked eyes with Mark and started to massage her clit. She was caught up in the taboo of the whole thing. In her mind it was like he was the only one that was here and she was performing a seductive dance for him.

She pulled her hand out of her shorts and ran her tongue along her finger before opening her mouth and sucking her dampness from them.Mark groaned as he watched her display.She spread her legs further apart, reached into her shorts again and slid her fingers between her lips. Her breathing hardened and her eyes focused on Mark. She licked her lips. She dipped her fingers inside of herself, grinding her palm into her clit. The roar of the room dropped away, her mind spun and electric jolts filled her body as one of the most intense orgasms she has ever had engulfed her.Her hip bucked, she threw her head back and screamed in pleasure.

“I think Molly is our winner,” Mark yelled.

Mark helped her stand up on her wobbly legs and handed her a towel and a t-shirt from the bar.When she returned from drying off in the restroom and getting dressed, Mark met her at the end of the hallway. He handed her an envelope with her winnings and a fresh drink.

“You were incredible up there.”
“Thank You. I just wanted to win, this money will help.”

Mark drew her aside, “You are the hottest and sexist woman I have seen in a long time and I would pay almost anything to fuck you tonight.”

She laughed at his suggestion thinking he was kidding her. Then she realized he was dead serious right now.

“I’m a married woman!” She told him, realizing that his lewd suggestion did not offend her.
“I am not suggesting you leave your husband for me, just a quick roll in the hay,” as he held her gaze.
“Shit, your serious! You could not afford me anyway.”
“Name your price. Would a grand be enough?”
“Right, like you will pay a thousand dollars to be with me.”
“Damn right.”

Holy shit, she thought to herself. That was a lot of money, it was tempting and empowering to know he was willing to spend that much on her. However, she would never be unfaithful to Joseph, no matter how much he pissed her off. She shook her head, “I’m married. As much as I would love to fuck you right now, I just can’t.”

She reached out and put her hand on his shoulder and drug her nails all the way down to his hand with a seductive smile. The alcohol was making it hard for her to turn him down.

She again spoke, “I’m flattered and turned on, but I just can’t have sex with you.”
“What if we use the Bill Clinton definition? Then it would not be sex.”
“I’ll give you four hundred dollars to eat your pussy and you give me a blowjob. That’s not sex.”

She knew he was stretching the point. But she was horny as hell. A quick orgasm before she went home, probably to another fight with Joseph, would be nice. Besides, the extra money would really help their situation.

“Five hundred and you have a deal.”
“You got it!”
“Where at?”

Mark gestured toward the hallway where the bathrooms are, “My office is just past the ladies' room. After I go down the hall, wait for two or three minutes, then come join me.”

“How do I know you will not rip me off?”
“This is my place, if word got out I ripped off a customer especially a woman, the business would be done for. But look here.”
Mark pulled a fat wad of money from his pocket that was held together by a gold money clip.

Molly waited the proper time and then excused herself to go to the restroom. She walked past the ladies' room to the door with the ‘private’ sign on it. She tapped on the door softly and Mark opened the door.

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Unread post by afagehi7 » Wed Oct 23, 2019 11:51 pm

Excellent!!! Keep it coming ( bad pun intended)

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Unread post by couplecouple88 » Thu Oct 24, 2019 3:10 am

“I am glad that you came, come on in.”

The office was not large, but was well appointed, with a large leather couch and an oak desk and leather chair.

“We will not have a lot of time before someone comes looking for one of us,” he told her. “Let’s get to it then. You can take your cloths off and come over here to the desk.”

As Molly stripped her cloths off, she noticed she was shaking from nerves and excitement. This was it, she would let another man lick her pussy and she would suck his cock. What the fuck was she thinking? The wet t-shirt contest had been strange itself, now this.

She walked over to Mark sitting in his chair at the desk. He ran a hand down her side and she shivered. Her pussy spasmed and her nipples grew hard again.

“Lie back on the desk here,” he told her.

She climbed up onto the desk and laid back, while he guided her legs up onto the arms of the chair. He leaned forward and licked his lips before sniffing her sexual aroma. He was excited and his lust for this gorgeous woman was off the charts.He slid his hands under her ass and pulled her to him. He slowly kissed her pubic area and then kissed his way down her right leg and back up her left. When he reached her slit, he slowly licked her from top to bottom, without parting her lips. He returned to the bottom and started again, this time parting her lips and it sent an electric shock through her body. She moaned loudly as he reached her clit.

He suddenly pressed his mouth harder against her pussy and his tongue moved faster. When he reached her clit, each time he would swirl around it with his tongue before he repeated the move. Over and over he did this to her.Molly responded immediately to his tongue. It had been a long time since a man had teased her pussy like Mark was doing. Joseph had never been that forceful when he went down on her. Her pussy was spasming and the electric jolts traveled to every part of her body. She could feel her juices running down her ass as Mark continued his assault on her most delicate parts.Molly thrust her hips up to meet him and he suddenly used his tongue to dive under her clit and up, the jolts overwhelmed her and she cried out.

“Oh god!”

Mark slid a finger inside of her and she gasped as he pumped one finger inside her and then two, while continuing to use his tongue on her clit. She spread her legs further apart so he could reach further inside of her with his fingers. He sucked hard on her clit and she bucked against him as her orgasm overtook her. He held her tight and continued to finger fuck her and lash her clit until she finished cumming.She dropped back and relaxed her body on the desk and realized she was laying in a puddle of her own cum. After a minute, Mark offered her a hand up off the desk. He then put his hand on top of her head and guided her to her knees.

She unzipped his pants and freed his large cock. It was bigger than any she had seen before and wondered how she would ever get it into her mouth. Pre-cum was oozing from the tip and she quickly licked up the salty fluid, savoring the taste.She swirled her tongue slowly around the head of his cock, causing him to moan. Taking the head of his cock into her mouth, she used her tongue to tease at the tip until she was ready to take more into her mouth. She started to bob up and down on his big cock and he was groaning louder.

“Fuck yes! You know how to give good head!”
She tried to say “yes”, but his cock muffled it in her mouth.
“Oh fuck, I am going to cum.” He told her, grabbing the top of her head.

This spurred her on and she started to bob up and down faster. He grunted and shoved her down harder on his cock, filling her mouth with his salty seed. She swallowed every bit of it before he released his grip.She leaned back panting and smiling as she looked up at him.
“I can’t believe we just did that,” she giggled.
“You were amazing,” He told her. “I would love to do that do that again.”

She rose to her feet and got her clothes.Once dressed Mark opened his wallet and counted out six hundred-dollar bills and placed a gold business card on top before handing it to her.
“I would like to spend time with you regularly, if you would consider it.”
“I might consider that.”

She finished getting her cloths on and opened the door. She peeked out down the hall before turning back to Mark.
“I will let you know,” before she stepped into the hallway closing the door behind her.

When she got home, Joseph was in the living room watching television. She kissed him and went to bed without a word. She thought about taking a shower and decided she was just too tired. She got undressed and climbed into the bed naked. A few moments later Joseph came into the room and silently got undressed and got into the bed next to her.

After he turned the light out she heard him sniff a couple of times, “You smell like you have been smoking, drinking and having sex. Did you fuck someone?”Molly was in a panic, what should she do? She was still mad as hell at him. It was him that put them in the position they were in; He was not looking for work. He just sat around and did nothing.

Should she just lie to him? He would quickly find out about the extra cash she had. It was not something she could hide. They were so desperate that any extra cash had to be used for the bills. He would notice when the bills suddenly were caught up.Then there would be questions, lots of question. That would follow with fights and she did not want to deal with that. Screw him, he could just live with what she had to do.

Her voice was cold and icy when she finally spoke up, “I took entered a wet t-shirt contest at the bar, everyone in the bar got to see my tits. I won the contest. Then a guy paid me an extra five hundred to eat me out and for me to suck his cock. To answer your question, I did not fuck anyone. He wanted to pay me more to fuck me, but I turned him down.”

Joseph was speechless. He thought maybe she was just giving him a hard time because she was mad at him, but her voice was steady and cold, he just could not be sure she was not yanking his chain.Joseph sat up, turned on the light and looked at her. His heart sank realizing that she was not yanking his chain.“What do you mean?” He said as his stomach churned in agonizing pain, while his cock surged and grew.

“The cash I got from tonight will pay the mortgage, one car payment and money left over. If I had let him fuck me, I would have the money for both car payments.”

He knew that he should be angry, he should be yelling and screaming at her. However, all he was experiencing was very intense arousal as a movie played in his mind of his wife flashing her tits to everyone in the bar, and especially the images of her giving another man a blowjob. Molly watched the strange expression on Joseph's face and could not figure out what was going through his mind. She was expecting him to explode in anger and he was not. Then she noticed his cock was standing at attention and she could see it pulse with his heart rate. She reached out and wrapped her hand around his shaft and he shivered.

“It turns you on, the idea of your sweet innocent wife being a hooker, doesn’t it?” She whispered.

Joseph nodded. She realized that their entire relationship had just made a major change that could never be undone again.

“You think it is hot that another man used my body, and he paid, don’t you?.”

loud and clear as his cock throbbed. He suddenly grabbed her legs and pulled her around in front of him, spreading them so he could enter her. He plunged his cock inside her roughly and completely. He began to pound into her so hard she thought he might break the bed. This was not lovemaking it was rough fucking, him reclaiming his wife for himself. It was not one sided; She was just as rough back to him, digging her nails into his back so hard she drew blood. Screaming for him to fuck her harder. She thrust back to meet each of his forceful pumps into her. She bit his shoulders leaving teeth marks. He chewed on her nipples and sucked so hard on her tits that he left hicks all over her tits.

He flipped her over and roughly entered her from behind. He grabbed her hair and pulled her back into him. It was exactly what they both needed and when it was all over with they lay beside each other panting and exhausted unable to utter a word. He insisted that she tell him every detail, every thought she had while at the bar. When she finished, he was like a wild animal as he fucked her for the second time in one night.

He insisted that she tell him every detail, every thought she had while at the bar. When she finished, he was like a wild animal as he fucked her for the second time in one night.
“Why did you not accept his offer and fuck him?”
“Because I am married to you.”
“I wouldn’t have minded. Actually, I wish you had fucked him.”
“You’re kidding right?”
“No, I am not joking,” he said meekly.
“You mean you would not care if I fucked him?Why?”
“I have never told you, but it has been a fantasy of mine. You having sex with another man. I have just been too afraid to tell you.”

Molly sat quietly looking at her husband, she realized that she has known about this fantasy. She has known for a long time in the back of her mind, quite possibly since the time he first thought of it. Finally, Molly broke the ice, “Would you still want me to do it?”Joseph looked at here with anticipation
“I think so.”
“I could do that for you, for us. He offered me a grand to fuck him and he even tried to convince me again after he came in my mouth. Do you want me to call him?”

Joseph looked at her startled, “You know this guy?”

“He gave me his business card, just in case I changed my mind. I think I have changed my mind, if that is what you really want.”
“Yes, that is what I want.”

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Re: From housewife to hotwife escort

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Mark was surprised to hear from Molly, but excited when she told him she would meet him if he meant it about the thousand dollars.
“I meant every word darling. You are a magnificent woman and I would be honored to have a night with you, maybe more if you can.”
“In that case we can meet and I will leave it up to you to decide where and when.”

He told her that Friday evening would be the best day to meet and he would get a room at the Grand downtown, just a couple of blocks from the bar. She told him that Joseph would drop her off and that she would take a cab home.
“My driver will take you home. He will have nothing else to do that evening.”
“Are you sure? I don’t want to impose.”
“You are not an imposition. My driver is always available and I am paying him to be available.”

What kind of bar owner has a driver he can pay to just wait around? Obviously Mark has the money that he can just throw around.Joseph was a nervous wreck when he took Molly to the Grand Hotel. He had watched her get dressed up in the sexist clothes he had ever seen her wear. The black thigh highs, with a garter, matching Panties and bra. He wanted to throw her on the bed and have his way with his wife, but she reminded him constantly that another man had that privilege tonight.

She would be back later and tell him all about it and he could have her then. What sort of husband delivers his wife to a ritzy hotel to allow another man to fuck her? It was a bizarre and screwed up situation, and he struggled to get his head straight about the situation. He could not deny that this had been his fantasy since early in their marriage when Molly had refused to tell him about her past. His cock had been throbbing all afternoon and into the night. He trembled with excitement, imagining what Molly would look and taste like when she got home.

When they arrived in front of the hotel, she leaned over and gave him a quick kiss, and checked her makeup with the mirror.
“I love you darling, you know that right?”
“Yes honey, I love you too. You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. However, I love you for doing it.”
“I know, but we need the money and this will save us the problems we are having with money. Besides, you are the one that keeps telling me you want me to fuck another man. Now I will do just that and will be home later to tell you all about it.”
She reached over and squeezed his cock and Joseph thought he would cum right there in his pants.

The Grand Hotel was one of the nicest in town and sat on the top of a hill overlooking the city. The view over the city at night was breath-taking, the lights spread out across the city all the way to the coast and beyond. The Valet attendant opened the door for Molly and extended a hand to her.

“Welcome to The Grand Hotel, Madam. If there is anything any of us can do for you, do not hesitate to ask,” the sharp-dressed man told her as she stepped from the car.

Joseph watched as she walked into the entrance of the hotel. She was wearing a short black dress that accentuated the wonderful curves on her body and ended just below the thigh high stocking and her ass. The stockings displayed her shapely legs wonderfully which ended at the very tall, black, come fuck me, stiletto-heeled shoes. His cock was aching from being hard so long.The effect was startling, and almost everyone in the entrance foyer turned to look at her. A shiver ran up her back, wondering how many people in the foyer figured she was a hooker. She smiled. This was so deliciously decadent. She had made a point of kissing her husband goodbye so everyone could see.

As she disappeared from view, Joseph drove off to await her return at home. The concierge step forward with a broad smile, one of those practiced welcoming smiles, “May I be of assistance, madam?”
“Yes, I am a guest of Mark Connors. Where may I find his room?”
“Miss Doherty, We’ve been expecting you. John will show you to his room,” he said as he motioned to another man who started walking toward her.

John had the air of a cop, or maybe private security. He was an imposing figure, tall, muscular, she could see the subtle bulge of a weapon under his jacket and he was all business.
“Right this way Miss Doherty,” motioning toward the elevators in the back of the lobby.

When they entered the elevator, John took a key card from his pocket and waved it over the buttons on the wall. The panel beeped and lights for the top four floors activated. John pushed the button for the top floor and they quietly rode the elevator up. They exited the elevator into a small lobby with only two doors, one was a single door marked private. The other was a double door which John motioned too.
“If there is anything at all, you need Miss Doherty, do not hesitate to contact any hotel staff members. Have a good evening.”

John stepped back into the elevator and the doors closed, leaving her standing in front of the double doors.
“Well, this is it Molly,” she muttered to herself with butterflies fluttering in her stomach. “This is the moment of truth, everything changes the instant you knock on that door.”

She hesitantly reached out, paused for a moment before knocking and the door opened.
“I am glad you came tonight,” Mark said standing there beaming broadly. “Welcome to my abode.”

He stepped aside to allow her to enter. As she walked through the door, he gently placed his hand on the small of her back and guided her to the lounge. The front was a wall of glass and looked across the city. She could see all the way to her house from here she was sure.

“Wow, this is quite the view.”
“I like it. You look stunning tonight. Shall we have a drink? Champagne?”

She nodded, her eyes still glued to the amazing view. She turned when she heard ice rustle to see Mark pulling a bottle of champagne from a silver bucket of ice that had small rivulets of moisture running down it and filled two champagne flutes. He was wearing a pair of khaki pants and a white, cotton shirt.He handed one flute to Molly and raised his, “To a mutually beneficial, long-term relationship.” He toasted and took a sip.
“Please, sit"

He watched her as she sat down on the couch. Her dress riding up and exposing the tops of her thigh highs and upper thigh. She smiled at him with a seductive look.

Mark slid onto the couch next to her and put his arm around her shoulders. A shiver ran through her body and he felt a sudden jolt of excitement in his loins. His cock throbbed in his pants, aching to be freed. He pulled her to him and kissed her on the forehead. Molly's mind whirled.This was really it? Was this her first ‘trick’? Her mind flashed to Joseph, she wondered what he was feeling right now. Was he jealous, mad, wracked with anxiety? Maybe he was at home turned on and jerking off?The smell of Mark's cologne met her nose, it was intoxicating. He held her face in his strong hands.

He leaned in and gently placed a kiss onto her bright red lips. He pressed his tongue between her lips, and she responded, her kiss urgent. He probed her mouth, and nibbled on her lips, softly sucking on them. Molly gasped as a warm heat passed through her body. Her pussy grew wet. She wrapped her arms around his neck as all her reservations and inhibitions about tonight faded from her mind, and she let out a sigh of contentment and pleasure. Finally he broke away so he could kiss her neck and shoulders, his breath hot and sensuous on her skin. He nipped her earlobe and ran the point of his wet tongue down the side of her neck and along the line of her shoulders. She arched her back, and bit her bottom lip, her eyes tightly closed.

Mark knew just what buttons to push and when! While he continued to nibble on her earlobe, he slid he straps of her dress down and rolled it down to her waist, exposing her breasts. Mark stepped back and held her at arms length to look at her. His breathing grew rapid as his eyes devoured her body, burning a permanent impression into his memory. Her breasts were perfect, her nipples like peas, her aureole light pink dimes. He cupped her tits in his palms, softly massaging them, conscious of the nipples against his flesh. She pressed her chest against his hands, giving herself permission to enjoy the sensations of pleasure.

He cupped her tits in his palms, softly massaging them, conscious of the nipples against his flesh. She pressed her chest against his hands, giving herself permission to enjoy the sensations of pleasure. When he pinched and rolled her teats between his fingers she yelped and buried her face against his neck. “Oh my God!” she gasped, biting the side of his neck. Mark ground his hips against her. His cock hurt. He pushed her back so he could clamp his mouth to one of her tits and sucked like a man possessed. Molly felt a jolt of pleasure run from her breast straight to her cunt. Her panties grew wetter as her pussy oozed.

Her body tingled everywhere, she needed him; She needed him to fuck her right now. She ground her hips against him and felt his hard cock still trapped in his pants pressed against her.
“Fuck me!” she whispered to him.
“We will get to that soon enough,” he told her.

But Mark was in no hurry. Tonight was to be a multi-course feast, to be savored, worshiped, and finally devoured. Suddenly he pushed her off him. She watched as Mark rose and stood in front of her. He undid the buckle of his khaki slacks. She watched as he stepped out of them, his cock now hidden from her only by his black boxer briefs.
“Take my cock out,” he instructed.

Molly lowered herself to the floor, kneeling before him. She held her hands out, reaching for the waistline of his underwear. Mark stepped up, and she slowly, teasingly, drew them down. She pulled the back of it over his ass, keeping his cock still covered by the fabric. She smirked at the damp spot visible at the tip of his shaft. “You’re a real drooler, aren’t you?” she said out loud. Her tongue ran across the roof of her mouth in anticipation of the taste of his cream. Mark's hand dropped to caress her cheek. She felt his hand, smooth as velvet glide over her skin as she finally exposed his shaft. Oh god... It was as wonderful as she remembered it. She reached out and grasped his thickness in her hand, squeezing it. The head of his cock was deeply flushed, his cock a thick, stiff warm rod her fingers could barely encircle. She pumped it quickly and moved her hand up to his knob and squeezed out a thick drop of pre-cum.

“Oh, yeah!” she said. She put her mouth over the tip of Mark's cock and rolled her tongue over it. She pulled her head away and tasted his essence against the roof of her mouth. “Yummy,” she whispered. “Creamy...” she dropped her head back and began to suck on him.

Scooting up, she sat on her haunches as she continued to suck him off. Mark spread his feet to keep his balance, his eyes riveted to Molly's head bobbing on his dick meat. “Oh fuck, Molly, it’s so damn good!” he gasped through clenched teeth. Mark's nut sack tightened, and he thrust into her mouth one last time, his back arched and he let out a roar. Hot, pearly, fluid boiling within him spewed, gushing against the back of her throat in a series of spasmodic squirts. Molly swallowed hard, his cum filling her mouth completely until some dribbled out the side of her mouth. His sperm was warm and salty, and she gently squeezed and milked the last remnants of it from his dick. His hands were filled with her hair, locked behind her head, as he held her to him, slowly retreating from his sexual peak. Finally he was spent, and he collapsed onto the couch. She moved over to remain kneeling between his legs with her hands caressing his legs and chest. He sighed with pleasure then opened his eyes. Her doe eyed look at him from between his legs held his fascination for minutes.
“Let me pour you another glass of champagne,” he said.
“You deserve a drink for that.”
They sat on the couch, sipping the chilled alcohol.
“We’ll finish our drinks, then proceed to the bedroom,” he said.

The bedroom was even more fabulous than the lounge. There was a king-sized four-poster bed that was covered in a lacy canopy, black satin sheets covered the bed. Soft music was playing to set the mood along with the low lighting. He led her to the edge of the bed and in one swift move picked her up into his arms and gently lowered her onto the bed. With a rumbling groan Mark lowered himself onto the bed, his head between her legs. One hand grasped her thigh and his other yanked the fabric of her panties aside, exposing her pussy.His eyes brightened taking in her close cropped mons. “You’re almost all bare down here!” he said. “I like that!”
“I can shave it for you if you want me too...” she said.
“Oh, Molly...” he moaned as he dove into her essence.

The first touch of his tongue jolted a climax out of her that she felt all the way to her toes. She let out a squeal of surprised pleasure, clamping Mark's head with her thighs. “Oh, God! Yes!” she said. “Oh yes! Eat my pussy!” She felt his tongue slither up inside her, worming as deeply as it could reach. He drew it out and licked the outside of her folds, up to her bud. She let out another yelp when he began to slide over it, up and down. Mark was in a dream state. Her pussy was tart, with a musky scent under it. Her slick wetness danced on his tongue like passionate rain. As his tongue paid homage to her bud, he slid a finger up within her. It surprised him at how tight she was.

‘Like a virgin...’ raced through his mind. The thought caused his balls to ache. He pressed his hips into the mattress, dry humping it with his shaft. Oh shit, he wanted her so bad...He paused long enough to tug at Molly's panties. She raised her butt, and he slid them off. It tempted him to tuck them into his pocket, but decided not to. He didn’t need a memento. This was the first time with her, but it would not be the only time if he had anything to say about the matter.He dove back into her delights, slipping a second finger inside her as he continued to lap at her wetness. When Mark shoved two fingers inside, Molly let out another squeal of pleasure. He was working them from side to side, up along her walls, coaxing every bit of pleasure from her nerve endings as he kept licking, now wetly sucking her clit.

On their own, her hips began to roll from side to side. ‘This was going to be a big one!’ shot through her mind.
“Fuck! Oh God, I am going to cum!”
“Please! Oh, I am so close, please don’t stop.”
“Not yet,” he told her. “You only cum when I tell you you can.”
“Please!” she begged.
“Not yet, darling.”
“Oh, God! Please fuck me! Please!”

Mark smiled at her. He got between her legs and held his cock in his left hand, while reaching with his right to lightly run his fingers over her slit. He used just enough pressure so she could feel him, but not so much he would part her lips. He was not ready to give her what she wanted. She moaned, raising her hips to try to get him to enter her. She reached for his cock in a vain attempt to guide him in and he swatted her hand.

“Bad girl. If you want it, you won’t do that again.”
“Please!”
“Tell me what you want"
“I want your cock.”
“Is that all you want, you had it your mouth a bit ago.”
“Fuck me!”
“No, you have to ask for what you want. No one word plea for something, say it, say it now! Tell me what you want!”
“Fuck me with your cock, please."
“That's a good girl.”

He grasped his cock and pressed it against the lips of her entrance. Slowly he drug it up and down her slit while she looked into his eyes with desire and lust. She thrust with her hips in a vain attempt to coax him inside of her. “Patience, good things come to patient girls. Very good things,” he told her softly. He found her entrance and pressed gently against her opening until he suddenly slid just inside of her. He stilled himself to give her time to get used to his girth being inside of her; she bit her bottom lip as he stretched her out. Oh, man this was good. She pushed her hips up so she could feel his hardness all up in her. She began bearing down with her kegel muscles as hard as she could. She smiled when she heard him gasp in pleasure. He wanted every sensation engraved in his memory. He felt her inner walls grasping at him, encasing his cock with her desire.

When he knew she was ready he slowly, very slowly eased into her further until she had taken every inch he had and their flesh was joined as one. The feeling of being so filled overwhelmed her, she had never felt so filled in her life. Mark began to slowly pull back out of her until only the head of his cock was left inside of her, then once again slowly enter her again. The warmth of his cock in her pussy quickly turned into a searing heat of lust. His cock was reaching areas that had never been touched before, her nerve endings were electrified in a jumble of pleasure from every point of her body.

She started to buck her hips to meet his thrusts, feeling him reach the very depths of her womb. Rubbing his head against her cervix. She placed her hands on his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his hips. Somewhere in her belly, a spark flickered. Mark leaned down and took one of her nipples between his teeth, nibbling on it as she moaned loudly, and the embers that smoldered inside her, burst into flame. With every one of Mark's thrusts and retreats, her clitoris and g-spot was rasped. Her mind spun out of control and the only thing she could focus on was the overload of sensations that his huge cock was inflicting on her.

Her climax overtook her like a freight train, taking her over the edge. She bucked so wildly that Mark had to hold her hips tightly to keep them from going off the bed and onto the floor. Her screams so loud that he thought someone might hear her in the lobby 25 floors down. Her back arched, eyes closed, and she gripped his ass so tight she drew blood. “Oh, God!” she muttered, unable to say anything else. The sight of her under him, completely at his mercy, drove Mark over the edge. He thrust deep into her as deeply as he could and felt the wonderful sensation of his potent seed flowing into her in big pulses. He was grunting like a rutting bull and she felt each pulse of his cum flowing deep inside of her womb. He continued to cum into her and bent to bite at her tits, leaving teeth marks. He would not stop until he had drained every bit inside this woman.

When his spasms died down, he continued to stroke his still hard cock in and out of her slowly, relishing the feeling of being inside her warm wetness. When he was fully spent, he collapsed onto the bed next to her. They both lay there on the bed panting, sweat covering their bodies. Her pussy tingled like it never had before. She cuddled up to him and laid her head on his strong shoulders. Oh God, I needed that; She thought to herself. She woke suddenly and realized that they must have fallen asleep. It was almost four in the morning.

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Re: From housewife to hotwife escort

Unread post by couplecouple88 » Fri Oct 25, 2019 3:22 am

FINAL CHAPTER:

“Damn it! She said out loud and leaped from the bed. Joseph has got to be going out of his mind, wondering where she is.

Mark opened his eyes and sat up in the bed. He watched her scramble around getting her cloths on.

“Where are you going so soon?” He asked her. “Let me have room service bring us breakfast and we can enjoy the morning together.”
“I need to get home.” She said. “Please call me a taxi.”
“My driver is available and will take you home when you are ready. Please stay for breakfast at least.”
“I really need to get home.”

Mark picked up his phone and sent a message to his driver. She turned her phone on and it immediately dinged that messages had been received. Looking at her phone she way that there were 3 messages from Joseph. All asking if she was okay still.
“My driver will meet you at the front entrance in ten minutes,” he told her.

He watched her struggle to get into her shoes, her ass jiggling, “Can we make this a regular get together? Same terms.” She thought about his proposal for a minute, biting her lower lip. What would Joseph say to that? She had fun, and the money was better than what she made at her current job.

“I can’t promise anything, but I will talk to my husband when I get home.”
“Also, I would appreciate it if you could also accompany me when I go to New York and overseas. Of course, there would be a substantial bonus when we travel.”
“Travel?”
“Yes, I am going to Paris next month. There may be some other favors as well, but it will be up to you whether you want to do those.”

She heard Paris and lost track of the rest of the conversation. She had always always wanted to go to Paris and at the current rate; It did not look like she and Joseph would ever go there. Now he was offering to take her to Paris and pay her to go.

“Hmm, sounds interesting. I will talk with Joseph and let you know.”

She walked over to him and gave him a kiss, “Thank you, I had a wonderful night.” She turned and left the room and entered the elevator.

Joseph had been laying in bed wide awake, there was no way he could sleep. He was waiting for Molly to get home and it had been hours since she left; He had expected her home much sooner. He had been jacking off several times while he waited anticipating her return. He could not help it, the thoughts of another man fucking his wife always did that to him. He heard a car pull up into the driveway and went to the window to look out. He saw the limo driver get out and go to the door and open it for Molly. He was surprised at this turn of events.

She disappeared into the house and he returned to the bed, to wait for her to get to the bedroom. After a moment Molly entered the bedroom with a huge smile on her face, she had obviously been satisfied with the evening. Joseph yearned to hear every detail of her torrid night with this stranger. He wanted every detail, but most of all his cock told him he wanted to have her. To reclaim her as his. He watched as she slowly stripped her cloths off for him, watching his every expression.

He could not wait any longer, “Well, did he fuck you?”
“Oh, he fucked me good, for hours he went on.”
Joseph gasped, “Hours? I thought this was an older guy, not some young kid.”
“He is older, but he has the energy and sex drive of someone in their twenties.”
“I want to know everything. Everything you did tonight,” Joseph told her.

Joseph had a look of disbelief cross his face, that quickly turned fearful. It is a major part of his fantasy to clean her up, but when it is staring you right in the face, it can be daunting. He was not sure if he could now go through with it. Molly did not give him a chance to back down. She had already heard him tell her enough times about this part of the fantasy over the last few days. She straddled him and lowered her pussy toward his face. Joseph struggled to turn away, to slip out from under her. It was to no avail; she had her thighs pressed against his head and her ass on his chest, forcing his face into her gooey pussy. He first felt the warm liquid on his lips and finally tasted the salty remnants that leaked into his mouth. He could no longer help himself after that first taste he fanatically pushed his tongue into Molly's pussy.

“Lick it up, Darling. Lick your slutty wife’s pussy clean.”
“It was fantastic, I never knew how exciting it could be to be so slutty. Mark wants to make this a regular thing if you are okay with it. Do you want me to meet with him again?”

Under her she heard the groaning and moaning. In her hand she felt Joseph stiffen before his cock throbbed in her hand and ribbons of cum splashed on his chest and her back. She knew she had his answer right then.

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Re: From housewife to hotwife escort

Unread post by afagehi7 » Fri Oct 25, 2019 4:45 am

Why the final chapter? She could take on some more clients. She could go to Paris....

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Re: From housewife to hotwife escort

Unread post by couplecouple88 » Fri Oct 25, 2019 5:32 am

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Re: From housewife to hotwife escort

Unread post by afagehi7 » Sat Oct 26, 2019 12:04 am

couplecouple88 wrote:
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