Wife and friend behave like a couple in pub - the start

[Freemans892]

There are some interesting updates. It seems you and Michelle’s husband's friend have indirectly cuckolded Michelle’s husband for a while. I guess he’s not a cuckold, as he has been having sex with his secretary.

You seem to give Michelle a pretty good heads-up on Ray and her appearance. I’m guessing that since Dawn met Michelle once and liked her, Dawn doesn’t need to meet her again. If they do meet again, they will talk about everything, except talk about you.

Dawn, bringing Remi back to your place is an interesting development. For one, Dawn knows that you like to be a voyeur of her sexual interactions with other men. Secondly, you may learn more about being a Dom in the BSDM space.

[skoot1958]

Ocean was your interests in asking if Michelle would fuck Dawn just idle thought or you pushing Michelle for fun or do you think sharing Michelle with Dawn / Ray would be a good thing

Dawn does share Ray with you from time to time

As you and Michelle spend more time together you will develop deep feelings for herd just like Dawn has for Ray, it is normal in the style, the challenge is dealing with thee feelings

[ocean]

Dawn’s scribblings - I felt this was too long but Mark said write it as you feel it and he did help me. Is it too long? For the record this isn’t a take over, it’s a woman’s perspective of our hobby, my perspective. Whilst I hope it is of interest, and descriptive my thoughts, I don’t want it to be just salacious. No one likes that. I also don’t want the responsibility of my own account nor do I want to be ‘verified’. I want the confidentiality of piggy backing on Mark from time to time. May I say right off, In these circumstances I’m no lady, so I apologise if I offend anyone, and I will answer any questions you may have very candidly.

Friday. Getting my diary back to normal after a lovely holiday. Mark saw Michelle last night, I’d left for work before he got home this morning, I’ll get the goss from him later. I tease him about his lurver. He says I’m jealous. Well, maybe I am a bit jealous.

Yesterday/Thursday I decided to call Remi to see if he’d fancy a supper in Sussex Friday evening, Mark won’t be home till 3, so no overnighter. He said he’d love to come and see me and my lovely home. I said I’d organise somewhere for supper on the way down. I felt like an excited teenager lining up her first shag. So I worked in the office and got home 4ish. Mark was about to start dinner, ‘not for me darling’. Said he’d give me the low down on Michelle later. I told him it would have to be much later as I was out this evening, See, I can move as fast as him. Said I was seeing Remi and could I have the house till say 2 ish. That knowing smile. no problem, he’d ring his mate and have a beer.

The one luxury in my life, is a long hot bath where I can soak and not think. Of course the necessaries have to be done, shampoo and shave pussy, then make myself presentable and take time putting make up on. After a hot bath I just feel like just climbing into bed.
Mark says I have too many clothes. I suppose I do have a lot of clothes, but they are broken down into seasons and reasons, he just doesn’t understand that, all he sees is a big pile of clothes.

Tonight; Remi, something floaty, he loves tits - so low or open, he likes accessible, little bit see-through? A cross-over tie dress, the cream patterned one, below the knee. Except for work, I don’t wear a bra because they’re bloody uncomfortable, the wire digs into you, I feel like I’m trussed up. Really I love the tease and the attention to be truthful. On my way home you may see my car weave a little, that’s me pulling the straps down and taking the damn thing off. As for pants, what’s the point? I keep a pair of M&S cotton ones at the bottom of my handbag and a pair in the glove box for the drive home. Just practical. Oh and I love the shock factor of the guy’s on discovery.
Kissed Mark good-bye for now, he always puts his hand up my skirt to check and have a good feel, I always complain, but I love it. I’ve got a new car, first one for ages, soft top, which I’ll drop to show off to Remi; shallow, I know. But I’m so pleased with it.

I met Remi at one of Marks favourite pubs in Byworth, The Black Horse. I know he takes Michelle there, so why not. I had to park a little way down the road and walk up the hill to the pub. There chatting to a couple of locals, and an attractive barmaid hanging on his every French-accented word, is the long haired, much tattooed Remi, red wine in hand. I am well aware the exertion of walking in the cool evening air caused my nipples to strain through my dress top. The guys are looking straight at them, no pretence. Yeah baby, I love it. I kissed Remi on the cheek and asked for a red wine, he ordered, then twiddled my nipple through my dress, cheeky bugger. The guys were really nice and welcoming to both of us even the hot barmaid, she was very pretty, 30 and keen. I didn’t mind the guys looking down my front, though not very subtle. I’m not a good women’s libber, in fact they can keep it. They’ve done more damage to women and women’s causes…

Remi stood behind me running his hand over my arse, I whispered to him to follow me home, I had the house till 2. He put his arms around me and pushed his cock right into the crack of my backside, it was hard, so I pushed back and wiggled. Nice. I was excited, wet. My mind was filled with visions of his cock, focus. We said cheerio to our new friends and probably Mark’s too and walked to my car so I could show it off. I put my arms round his neck and kissed him, so much for playing it cool. He undid the rest of my dress top, pushed it off my shoulders. I was now topless and having my bare boobs kneaded in the street. God, I was so turned on. He pulled my skirt up, I parted my legs to let him slide 2 fingers into me, soo nice. He asked if I was going to cum, I nodded. ‘Then we’d better get going’ turned and walked to his Range Rover. Left me standing in the road against my car, no top, no orgasm and a wet messy pussy - bastard. As I drove home I made good use of a box of tissues and my emergency knickers which I’ll slip off before we get home, I was tempted to finish where Remi left off, but didn’t want to pile my car up. We arrived around 11, the lights were on, said I’d left them on. I knew Mark was around but couldn’t see him, so got Remi a red wine, it was one of his favourites.

Where to start, I’m told I have to tell you my thoughts; well he’s a good looking guy, well built, dresses well, wears a lovely aftershave, covered in tattoos, collar length dar hair, very gypsy, yum. He’s mid 50’s, I’m 50 this year. He’s quite a modest guy but so strong. He’s lovely.
I kissed him in the lounge, yearning for a fuck. I knew my nipples were poking through my dress and the front was lower, I could see him studying my tits with those lovely brown eyes, smiling, I am soo wet. I undid the tie at the side of the dress, it fell open. He told me I was beautiful, I thought, well for fuck sake do something about it. At last he squeezed my nipple bloody hard, it was like electric, hot, painful and I wanted more. He pinched both my nipples, pulling me to him. His kisses were soft, his tongue is full and suckable and I like his whiskers rubbing against my chin, hopefully soon my thighs. Please Remi can we get on with it my insides were liquid. I pulled his shirt off, those lovely tattoos all over his chest and arms, I always think I am about to be fucked by the devil. He has small nipples which were very biteable, which I did, now his trousers, no socks - very French. There it is. He’s as hard as I am wet. He grabbed my hair and I am on my knees with this beautiful cock coming straight at my mouth. I opened up and sucked for all I’m worth. It is gorgeous, thicker than Marks, about an inch longer around 7 1/2 inches, circumcised and salty. He always tries to push it down my throat, which I don’t particularly like. He is such a dominant guy, I can’t say no. He says I do great blowjobs, OK so we’ll do it my way. I could suck his cock all night and have, it’s lovely. His balls are big, much like Mark, but shaved, I suck them too, then back to the main course. I felt ‘the twitch’, here it cums. And didn’t it. I felt the head swell then a gush into my mouth, swallowing as much as I could, it was thick, salty and plenty of it. Keeping the head in my mouth and ran my tongue round it, this time his whole body was twitching. It always surprises me, every time I’ve swallowed a guys cum he wants to deep kiss me, why?
Now my turn, he lay me on my back on the carpet; the tongue. I know I get verrry wet, so it must be really sloppy for him down there, legs wide apart, his tongue, lips are doing wonders. This is heaven, then the fucker stuck his thick finger in my arse and distracted me. As the waves take over I cum loudly, I couldn’t help clamping my thighs around his head. Poor Remi,

My only thought, I wanted that cock right up inside me. He obliged, rubbed it between my cunt lips and slowly pushed into me. He is thick and I could feel my lips spreading, no pain just a feeling of being stretched and, well full. He’s right in, a hard fast fuck, Remi is the king of rough fucks, mm Remi, nice thoughts, He pressed his pubic bone on my clit at each slam. I’m proud of my core muscle, had compliments in fact and squeezed that lovely cock as tight as I could. I knew I was going to cum again and wanted him to cum with me. Tongue down my throat, cock in my cunt. He squeezed my tits a bit too hard. Moved down to my nipples, sucked and bit and sucked and chewed, I would do anything for him right now. I’m starting down the road, the wave, the spasms. I came so hard, his backside took a clawing which caused him to squeal, then he grunted, rammed it right up me and I felt every pulse of that cock and the surge of hot cum in my cunt, quite a bit dribbled out and down the cheeks of my arse, warm at first, then cold.
I just cuddled him tight and wanted to spend the night holding him in my bed. He kissed me softly, bit my tits again, will that be a hickey? He said he ought to go before Mark got home. ‘No please, just a little bit longer’. Wonderful blue pills. Turned me over, bit my shoulder, then spanked my arse fucking hard until it felt hot and a little sore. I felt his cock find it’s way back in, not so tight but so slippery down there. That full feeling again without the stretching, ah sweet Remi. I like doggy, I can enjoy a good fuck on my terms. Just let it happen and let him do the work while I focus on my orgasm. Which happened quite quickly and for him too, one last thrust, another big warm stream. He lay on top of me saying nice things and kissing my tits for another 10 minutes, then pulled out causing even more mess.

Time to go. He ‘wanted this forever’ and didn’t want to ruin it for us by getting caught. He was right of course. Another glob of wet cum slipped out down my front this time. My poor carpet. He went to the bathroom to clean up and dress, while I just lay there, warm, content, savouring the moment , I put my fingers in the messy stream of cum still flowing out of my pussy making the mess even messier. Gooey. It felt nice, put a fingers in my mouth, tasted ‘nice’ too. I lay there, he kissed me then left to drive to Richmond.

As expected, just as Remi’s Range Rover disappeared from the drive, Mark bounded in from where he’d been watching, almost cock in hand interrupting my sweet quiet thoughts. I had doggy fuck number 2 on the carpet, very sloppy seconds indeed. Fast and furious but very lovely. Now I am absolutely dripping in cum. Mark said I probably have a higher sperm count than him. I do love Mark, most of the time. We showered together and went to bed. I cuddled up to Mark listening to him breathe as he slept, kissed him, told him I loved him. I must admit, as I drifted off my thoughts were about Remi. Is that bad?

[ResponsibullCummings]

What a great first post Dawn! It definitely wasn't too long, so don't worry about that. The more entails the better. It's very cool to hear things from your perspective and also knowing Mark was outside observing the goings on inside. You seem to have a perfect relationship. After all the orgasms Remi gave you I think it's pretty normal to be thinking about how m as you drift off to sleep. It would be cool to have Mark share his version of the night. I hope your are planning to do that Mark.

[skoot1958]

Dawn, thanks for your “scribblings”, it is so interesting to read about you feelings and thoughts, please post again sometime, we all love Marks posts

You are both live life to the full, and why not, life is short and we only get one go at it, is that to deep, Remi was keen on you having some tattoos, something discreet due to your line of work or a clit / nipple piercing, nipple could be a problem again with work, is this something you are still considering?

You are a luck woman being able to day dream, who should I have this week, who’s cook do I want to have

As for Michelle, I think you should take her out for dinner, you have meet, and you both fuck Mark, you have a lot in common, or make it a girls night out take Ray with you, you know you want to

I do like the details you provided, I would love a discretion when you with Ray, one of on of with the boys, what do you think about when Mark is fucking the woman you love, yes we can all love more than one person simultaneously, living a life with someone and loving someone is not the same thing, as you have learnt through your hobby

Thanks again, and thanks to Mark for allowing you to post

[newUK]

Please thank Dawn for this amazing account of her night. I love what you guys have going on, you are bothg living the dream! :-)

[54321]

Lovely account but I'm a bit confused by the geography.

I like doggy, I can enjoy a good fuck on my terms. Just let it happen and let him do the work while I focus on my orgasm. Which happened quite quickly and for him too, one last thrust, another big warm stream. He lay on top of me saying nice things and kissing my tits for another 10 minutes, then pulled out causing even more mess.

If he fucked Dawn doggy style, and then did not pull out, how did he manage to lie on her while kissing her tits?

Just asking.

54321

[Long Lurker 34]

D - Excellent 'scribblings' . It's nice to see you here.
- Looks like a fun evening was had by all, including the lads at the pub, lucky buggers.

[boobman987]

Thanks for your very descriptive scribblings Dawn. It is wonderful to get the lady’s viewpoint of the encounter and compare it to that reported by ocean.
How long until you and Ray disappear to the Caribbean for lots of black loving? Do you think your BBC stretched pussy recover for your U.K. lovers?
Can you please take some pictures for The Hotties section to share with Ocean’s and now your readers? If I could, can request another set of pictures of your and Ray’s bare breasts as those already shared are deeply treasured.
Have you heard any feedback from your TV advert?
I’m looking forward to Ocean’s next update and in due course your next scribbling.

[handcannon540]

Thank you for the recap Dawn. A lovely recap and always nice to see from your angle.

Mark must have been a kid in candy shop when he was watching.

[ocean]

Sunday afternoon lunch in pub garden, it’s only 600 paces away. After Dawn’s closing remark and to be honest my comments on our respective play friends, I felt we needed to have a chat to clear the air. I admitted to more than a little jealousy around Remi and she of Michelle. We gave each other ‘an honesty hour’. No matter what - no recriminations.

I went first and asked her if she was still happy with the ‘arrangement’. She replied that she was very happy and had no intentions of stopping unless I was unhappy. She said she found it strange that if we stood back and looked at our relationships, they all seemed to stem from business. She’s right I suppose.

I said although I was fond of Michelle, it was a fairly vanilla relationship. She and her husband had had an open relationship for several years, no questions, so less honest than ours (though Dawn’s ‘friends’ all thought they were each having an affair with her without my knowledge and she kept that going). So her husband was unaware his best mate had been shagging her for many years and I was just a newbie. Fortnightly for me was great, we are both in relationships which we have no intentions of breaking. I fell in love with Dawn over 30 years ago and nothing has changed. To lose her would literally be the end for me.

Dawn’s turn, pondered, her relationship with me was rock solid. She does/doesn’t regret her affair with Philip several years ago and now rekindled, as she’d learnt many things about herself. The current situation; she liked him, it was expedient, it was different, it too was vanilla but that’s ok ( a bit mercenary perhaps??). She said she was very fond of James, although a really lovely guy, he was in and virtually always has been, a cold and unloving relationship, but being an old fashioned man and a staunch Catholic, wouldn’t divorce her. Dawn was his little secret, which she thinks is great and she loves returning 'his kindness'. That was a bloody awful photo though’. Of course that resurrected my mates ‘image trading’, I had to face another milder admonishment and a further promise not to re-offend. She chuckled, ‘God it was so interesting seeing some of the ‘stuck up cows’ who looked down on me and gave me a hard time when we were broke and I was pregnant, getting well and truly fucked every which way, and they didn’t know their backsides are all on the net. Now we’ve made a success they’re kissing my arse. ha-de-fucking ha’.

‘Remi?’ ‘Now that’s complicated. I’m very fond of him. Maybe a little infatuated by him. He’s my escape valve. Sometimes us girls need a good rough, no strings fuck and just do things I wouldn’t do at home. He’s introduced me to things I wouldn’t have dared do, and tastes I could only dream of’. ‘Do I love him? No. Would I leave you for him? Absolutely not’. ‘But Don’t try to be like him, I am happiest with you the way you are’. ‘I just need a Remi fix from time to time. His chamber is soo exhilarating, I really get off with his s&m, and as he says, we’ve just scratched the surface. Yeah I do want to go further’. I’ll give our ‘room’ a bit more attention, and the suggestion of a ‘discreet’ camera was met with a thumbs up. Exhibitionist!!
As for his mate Marcus, it was a bit of fun shagging a young black guy, who although a really lovely guy ‘had all the gear but no idea’ and should stop watching aggressive porn.

‘Ray. I admit I do have deep feelings for her, yes, maybe I do love her. If you’d asked me a year ago about sex with a woman, I’d have laughed, but Ray is wonderful, kind and utterly beautiful. And she’s a really dirty bitch between the sheets and not just there, such a tease. Sex with women is so different, so nice’.
But my love and life with you is right at the top. Never doubt it’. ‘It’s our adventure, we’re together’. “The hobby will end sometime as all things do, but not yet, I’m having a lot of fun. I think you need another outlet in addition to Ray and Michelle. And no, I’m not going to poach your girlfriend. You’ve done well there’. ‘Oh, we must have Ray and Tony down soon’. Well that told me. I felt better. Dawn’s a terrible liar so I could see she was being straight, so I am much relieved. Our own sex life has never ever been better or more varied. It’s my little insecurities and jealousies that I have to work on to overcome, but they tell us we’re alive.

She was grateful I’d let her into my journal and given the opportunity to contribute (not that I had much choice). A little concerned about the length and perhaps the descriptions, although 'honest' could be viewed as a little ‘seedy’. But was really keen to do it again, if the interest was there. I assured her all was received with thanks and compliments from you guys. She now understood, when I called it my therapy. I think I should have thought that through a bit more, I have a Pandora’s box situation on my hands now. She did comment on the camaraderie and the surprise at what an incredibly widespread ‘hobby’ this is.

Just got back from our lazy long lunch (and chat) to find a couple of questions; Skoot reminded me about piercings and tattoos, she’s being pushed a little by Remi, I asked and was told no to piercing but tattoo is still a maybe, and maybe another temporary one.

54321 - "geography' - right at the end of their session, he fucked her doggy, he came/she came and they both collapsed forward onto the carpet, he onto her back. She said she twisted to kiss him, he got hold of her boob. She turned over for post coital kisses and endearments and further leakage was inevitable. Hope that answers your question. keep em coming.

[skoot1958]

Ocean it is good to take a check point from time to time, it sounds like your both in good places, I would agree with Dawn, another hobby would be good for you, it just not so easy for men, a willing woman can always get find someone

I did not think Dawn would steal your GF, that would be to mean, does not mean she would not enjoy fucking her

As you have your room, it is a pity it does not get more action, I sure Michelle would like a replay of last time, you should lean a skill that Remi does not have, like Shibari there are actual work shop you and Dawn could attend

Temp tattoo would be a good until Dawn works out what she wants, done well and out of the way, tattoos can be nice

Keep posting, keep enjoying your life’s

[Freemans892]

I agree with Skoot1958. You could be more like Remi, but not for Dawn. For Dawn, the S&M stuff will be used outside of her loving relationship with you. Where you use lite S&M is with Michelle, Ray, or another side hobby. Also, why not do a massage course as well? I’m sure that Dawn will be happy to be your model for practising massage techniques.

Dawn plays with her men about once or twice a week as things have settled down. You have a regular fortnightly catch-up with Michelle. Married men in open marriage usually have a more challenging time finding a side chick compared to married women. Those married men who are actively looking can come across as creepy or desperate. Confident married men who enjoy light flirting are a different story. Getting involved in S&M, Shibari, massage, etc. workshops/courses may open the door to other open-minded women. The fact that you are there with full blessing from your wife can become a natural discussion point about your current arrangement.

The other avenues of opportunity for another “hobby” are networking, marketing, and other marketing to promote the business. As Dawn indicated in the “looked at our relationships, they all seemed to stem from business” comment, another “outlet” could be found through networking. I can easily imagine a married PR and marketing hotwife liking the idea of having a side guy who is a Silverfox company owner. There are a good number of cucks out there who would love for a wife to have a boyfriend who’s a successful older guy.

Here is my assessment of Dawn’s men: Dawn has a stable of men she rotates through, and as they all believe she has an affair with them, she has complete control over the relationship and frequency. Dawn has the power in their relationship, so they are more or less Fuck Buddies.

By the way, it sounds like you and Dawn had a good check-in to make sure you’re both on the same page.

[54321]

Hope that answers your question.

Ta!

54321

[pixmangurn]

Great to hear from you both! I join the chorus who want to hear more from the lovely Dawn! Her narrative was neither too long or too salty, just right! It seems especially after your talk you have a great relationship and are on the same page. Keep doing what you're doing!

[pixmangurn]

Great to hear from you both! I join the chorus who want to hear more from the lovely Dawn! Her narrative was neither too long or too salty, just right. It seems especially after your talk you have a great relationship and are on the same page. Keep doing what you're doing!

[wmraim]

Hi Dawn
So glad to have you join Mark's catharsis thread. You are so sexy.
Here is a question to understand you better.
You fully understood the purpose of Will’s elaborate, expensive party was to use you as bait to set up James to engage with Will.
How would you construe your behaviour where some might view it as ditching the game plan and letting the whole team down?

[skoot1958]

Mark a question on those “images”’where the woman that Dawn was amused seeing, all just normal hubby & wife or where some more interesting tide up, s&m 3 sums with boys and girls

I would think this would give you a complete different view of these woman, maybe even give you some opportunities

Where they all old photos or are some up to date

[ocean]

Hi everyone

It’s been a busy week all round, Dawn preparing for her presentation Tuesday Wednesday and Thursday, and me doing my quarterly meet with my guys, but I usually have a more casual monthly contact.

So Dawn went to meet Philip Thursday night at his apartment in Wandsworth, they both travel to the London office in EC2 for the big show Friday morning. He has an office parking space, although he drops her a couple of streets away, for obvious reasons. I am yet to hear from Dawn. She’ll be home this evening but all seems well with work. She has a lunch tbc with James next week, a real soft spot for him.

Will has been in touch, she will be his +1 at a gala dinner in London on 6th (Saturday - bit much!) Black tie and cocktail dresses. (Will can try both - bitchy or what?).
wmraim - Your comment caused a raised eyebrow from Dawn. She’s aware that she was ‘bait’ ‘encourager’ and adding glamour to Will’s business get-togethers, in addition to the girls provided by Coral. Coral of course, being the organiser and now friend of Dawn's. She wasn’t sure what you meant by ‘ditching the game plan’ and worse to her, ‘letting the whole team down?’ Could you expand on this please?

I feel pretty bad, as the pressure I put on my pal was severe over the image swaps. Yeah he did wrong, but not really that bad? The images were from 2003 virtually up to date, there were thousands of them, it took us ages, but he had categorised them. It’s true what Dawn said, we were treated like the poor relations. 30 years ago we were broke, she was pregnant, we weren’t married. There were some real snotty bitches, thought they were queen bee, looking down their noses at us, especially Dawn. So when I showed her the images, she took huge delight to see the very same cows (and others) in various stages of activities, 2somes, 3somes, bondage and various others. Most not with their own husbands, in fact some of the images exposed some very questionable relationships and confirmed some rumours. Also most of them had not weathered the last 30 years very well. To be kind. A dish served cold!!! Strangely not too many still together. She loved the exposure; the bitch in her thought - revenge? To what end, let it go!

I showed her your views on her ’piece’. She bristled with a mix of pleasure, gratitude and ‘told you so’ to me. I presume that means more to follow. A suggestion was made, she does her side and I do mine, with a little collaboration. Thoughts?? I respectfully suggested perhaps she tell it, but not like a solicitor. ‘The facts are My Lord…” Yes, she told me to fuck off too.

BBQ with the kids if the weather holds on Saturday. The important thing is next week - Michelle!

More to follow...

[wmraim]

wmraim - Your comment caused a raised eyebrow from Dawn. She’s aware that she was ‘bait’ ‘encourager’ and adding glamour to Will’s business get-togethers, in addition to the girls provided by Coral. Coral of course, being the organiser and now friend of Dawn's. She wasn’t sure what you meant by ‘ditching the game plan’ and worse to her, ‘letting the whole team down?’ Could you expand on this please?

It was clear the goal of the evening was to introduce James to Will.
It was a business deal.
Coral was contracted to make it happen and is an astute business person. She recognized that Dawn would be capable to attract, service and lead James to Will.

Will thought Dawn was a team player. She had unselfishly visited his father and cheered him up. Truly a gracious act in an environment of debauchery. He was not sensitive to (ignored?) Dawn's misgivings of him. Like Coral, he was confident Dawn would do the job.

From Marks recounting of the night's events, Dawn got caught up with dealing with her quick temper and then carried away with the lustful activities. She didn't seem to work on a way for James to meet Will, the business objective.

I was interested to know how Dawn felt how the night transpired. Did she think the business objective was important to focus on? Was she distracted because she was first characterized for being one of the hired bimbos and lost sight of the mission? Was, the seeming deliberate act to not facilitate the meeting, meant to spite Will and all the misgivings of his motives and the "equipment".

The new lifestyle had shown Dawn, her carnal power but she didn't seem to channel it for the commercial goal that was the basis of Coral's business. Will didn't get his money's worth and Coral failed.Was Dawn pleased that she had a good time and ripped off Will? Did she understand that she hurt Coral's business?

Just what was she thinking?

[54321]

‘The facts are My Lord…” Yes, she told me to fuck off too.

Any chance that we might see 'Exhibit A, M'lud' in the the Hotties Forum, quickly followed by exhibits B, C and D?

54321

[ocean]

WMRAIM. Thanks for clarifying that. Dawn and I remembered the occasion she with a rye smile. Dawn was a guest and not one of Coral’s girls, in fact there was a great deal of hostility between Dawn and Coral, who was the party organiser on behalf of Will. Dawn was asked to +1 with Will with a view to dinner, bed and maybe help Will bring James on side, the only person Dawn was going to bed with was Will, who ended up accompanying James to the hospital with James’ dad Jerry, leaving Dawn exposed and indisposed, unable to fight off Coral who took advantage of the opportunity as pay-back. Strangely, Dawn and Coral have become firm friends with benefits and indeed they are in touch most weeks.
Dawn didn’t realise the relationship with James and his dad Jerry until leaving the hospital on her way home, merely visited Jerry as a kindness.

There was no business arrangement with Will just an interest in helping and supporting him as a she would Remi, Ray even me. There is no antipathy toward Will then or now, what happened, happened. I hope that has helped.

[boobman987]

BBQ with the kids if the weather holds on Saturday. The important thing is next week - Michelle!

More to follow...

From looking at the news, it’s nice and sunny down South, so your BBQ is go Having moved north, it is wet, windy and chill here.

No hum, have to go where the better half says

[ocean]

Dawn: No solicitor-speak. got home Friday around 9 feeling tired. The meeting went well. I noticed the guy who is my opposite number in the Brighton office was very off with me I wasn’t sure if it was new girl done good or just new GIRL. He is quite effeminate, I’m not judging. My office’s performance is definitely improving and business has been good, staff moral is up but the disinterested old guy before me almost ran it into the ground so it had only one way to go. Though I must say the turnaround was quicker than anyone expected. The bitch from London office who was at the Michelle presentation was less than friendly. I was naughty, I guess I did gate crash and take over - showing off really and I wanted to check out the competition. But bitches boss who was also there told the Board I’d done a really good job, gave me a glowing testimonial in the meeting referring to my presentation skills and client control (Michelle??). The main thing is the contract is now signed and in the bag. All went well. And I caught him a couple of times looking at my nipples through my blouse when we broke for coffee, I made sure he saw plenty and they did perk up at the attention. I've got an ally there, she can fuck off.

Anyway, Thursday mid pm, laptop, briefcase in hand, maroon business suit, blouse into the back. I put the roof down on my car to catch the rays and left to head up to Philip’s apartment in South London. I wore my lovely floaty denim shirt dress, mostly undone, sun and breeze - can’t beat it, and makes stopping at traffic lights interesting.
I arrived 5pm at Philips, he’d just got in ahead of me. The usual kiss and grope hello, bare arse and swinging tits gets him every time, so predictable. He went through my presentation, as a good tutor does, a couple of amendments, but all good. We walked to The Ship just along the embankment for dinner which was lovely. to his surprise I had a pint of really cold lager with dinner, he is such a snob. Mark says he’s a knob, but then he’s not a fan. He was intrigued was I not worried about a sudden breeze up my dresses, no was he?
As he already had his hand up my dress in the pub feeling my thigh and rubbing my puss, I got my retaliation in first with the bitch from the HR presentation and the dickheads from Brighton. He thought the latter amusing and the former was trifling as I’d landed the client. Job done on both. We finished he got the bill he’d put me on expenses and we got back to the apartment. I went outside on the large terrace in time to watch 2 helicopters landing at the H pad over to right and mused over who the rich and famous passengers were. Philips hand was up the back of my dress and 2 fingers had disappeared. I always wondered if anyone would look up or indeed look down from the 2 terraces above and watch the goings on. I love the risk.

Philip is a good, considerate lover, vanilla, but really nice. There seems to be a shortage of wives who do blowjobs, Philip has one, so enjoys my efforts. Several fucks before we went to sleep. I know I definitely have the upper hand, but I have to say I am a good and well intentioned person I’d never hurt him, he is in a bit deep with me. not a euphemism.
In the morning, after breakfast and a good fondle, I walked into the lounge, dressed only in a see throughy white Glossy bra, my nice nipples visible, white blouse and about to pick up my suit skirt, he pulled me by the hips to where he was sat and stuck his tongue straight into my pussy. I told him we can’t be late, but this made him turn me around and I got fucked doggy over the table. God it was so good hard and fast I said I’d finish him off in my mouth just as the bastard came in me. I did not want that. Now I’m going to have to have a clean up and fish my emergency white pants from my handbag. Fuck! He thought it funny, haha.
The meeting went, as written above, sounds a bit lawyery that, but in my quest for Practice domination I ensured that Frank the Perv, one of the other Board guys, as he’d tried so many times before got his wish and saw up my skirt, several times in fact, so I’ve got him very much on side.

The men pissed off to their fancy ‘club’ lunch so I phoned Coral and had lunch at her office. She’s got these fancy wall to floor windows looking out into the main office she can mist, really clever, which meant we could have lunch and whatever in private. Do you know I hated her when I first met, but I love her now, she’s a great friend and a fantastic lover, she’s taught me a lot about many things, some to Ray’s benefit. I left her office, no bra, no pants, very wet and 2 orgasms down and fresh make up. It’s been a great day. She will be at the gala dinner on Saturday, and as Will is off limits, even then I think Will has run its course. I don’t fancy him anymore, so I promised to spend the night with Coral. Trained down to Wandsworth, picked up my lovely car, put the roof down, jacket and bags in the back, undid my blouse, tits free - that was nice, set sat nav to avoid motorways and drove home on the country roads, which were quieter and a lot nicer in the sun, the wind through my hair and over my nipples, give the boy racers a smile. I need a glass of wine and a hot soak in the bath. I fucked Mark, I was on top. Ray says I do spoil him,

Saturday the kids came over for lunch, glorious weather. Nuala and Liz have grown very close to both Mark and my delight. They’re lovely girls. Nuala has kept my secret. I have to say the girls were looking very sexy in vest shirt, neither wore a bra, and shorts, I say shorts, Mark calls them Daisy Dukes. Nuala’s left very little to the imagination, though Liz wasn’t much better. There was quite a bit of secret peeking. Mark said he felt guilty, they’re his 'dil’s'. Never stopped him before but I must admit, my shirt and shorts looked positively matronly in comparison and I thought I was over exposed. Everyone was happy. Mark had a few beers too many as did the boys, which left the girls to drive, despite me saying their rooms were already made up. Liz says we should have a swimming pool put in, the gardens big enough. Old misery says no, too expensive for 5 decent days a year. He realised he's pissed everyone off, so said he'd think about it. Another great day.
I've been invited to lunch with James and ‘a friend’ during the week -intriguing. Mark’s out shagging the lovely Michelle Thursday night, he'll write that up, so I’ll probably go to Ray’s, get some practice for Saturday night.

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Great to hear another writeup from you Dawn!