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29/06/2020
Christine would not believe that the looks she got were lustful. She thought herself a bit frumpy but that was just the way she dressed, long loose skirts, loose tops and the like, but when I bought her something sexy for 'in the home' she looked hot to me. Even two kids did not ruin her figure, tall and well stacked, a few stretch marks were hardly visible. And I wanted to share the hot slut side of her for years. Even if she would not admit to one.
As Chris rose in the jewellery firm she worked for, she got to go to meetings as well as firms do's, and this helped me to dress her smarter, and sexier, tight blouse and knee length skirts etc. With heels.
I got Chris used to showing some cleavage and even a little leg sometimes and then luck came my way. The firm she works for put on a summer function and decided one year to have a seventies theme, from food and music to clothing. I offered to look up some outfits for Chris to wear knowing what I wanted, I just had to convince her.
Agreeing finally that she was only frumpish when dressed that way, she had little to argue with when I showed her some short button and zip up skirts, tops and catsuits Chris had to agree that she might look 'acceptably' attractive in one, but was keen on neither bare legs or camel toe.
I suggested a night out to try an outfit, just dinner and some drinks, maybe a film. This eventually paid off and we went to see 'Gone girl'.
I managed to get Chris to wear stockings and suspenders, from the bedroom collection, by sabotaging all three pairs of tights she had, and claiming they were seventies fashion too.
Gone girl has some sex in it and that allowed some sexy talk and I even got my hand on her thigh under her skirt in the cab home, and got away with an extra button on her blouse open. At home Chris admitted to somewhat of a thrill here and there during the evening, and seemed to like the idea that the cab driver, pure fantasy of course, would have wanted to have her given the chance, and if she were alone what could have happened.
I noticed Chris was showing more cleavage and wearing shorter skirts for work, as well as stockings in warmer weather, I was getting through to her. Now to up the fantasy sex talk in bed and prepare for the big party.
Heels, stockings, a short button up skirt with a blouse where the buttons started low down, add a push up bra and Chris was quite the looker, plenty of boob when I finally convinced her to open the top button, and she turned heads. Sitting on a bar stool she showed flashes of crotch now and then, white panties showing clearly. When I told her on the way home she got a bit hot and bothered, turned on that is.
Plenty of men wanted to dance with Chris, I just don't dance, it is hideous. After many drinks, Chris was relaxed enough to accept hands on her bum, close dances and lots of hands on contact. She was propositioned twice by men from other areas which proved my point, and gave me lots to bring up while having sex in the future. Chris got more and more into the fantasy talk as time went on.
That night the only thing stopping me fucking Chris on the hall floor, was the kids were still at home. Now our daughter is in the army and our son at college. Chris was now looking quite hot when dressed for work, consciously or not I don't know. When we fantasized during sex she finally admitted to thinking of film stars having her and after a while, total strangers too. I hinted that I would love that.
On a night out we tried a new bar, a bit upper class for a lorry driver like me, but Chris fit right in. I had got her to wear a smart vest like top that she was unaware showed lots of side boob as well as cleavage, and her skirt would ride up as she sat, it was a kind of ra ra style. I think she was a little nervous as she drank more than usual.
I went to the gents and then the bar, while there I noticed Chris talking to a man I did not know, and took my time. The guy sat down next to Chris and soon had his hand on her leg, I was getting hopeful. Eventually I went over and introduced myself, Steve was an area manager who had met Chris at some meeting. I offered him a drink and Chris immediately offered to get it.
I asked Steve if he fancied his chances with Chris. He was a bit embarrassed but said she was very attractive to a single man like him. His face when I told him to go for it was a picture. I quickly explained my position and he immediately wanted to help. Chris came back with a drink for each of us, I think she was getting nervously excited. Maybe even horny judging by her nipples.
We moved later to a club nearby, just for the dancing that Steve promised to provide as I don't. Chris was affected by the fresh air and another drink at the club. I saw a lot of groping from Steve and when he went for a pee another guy stepped in and Chris let him get away with the same. Real progress I thought.
Unfortunately groping and a goodnight kiss was all that night, but the set up was in place, we just didn't know it yet.
A couple of months later Chris was spending two nights away at a promotional meeting for the firm. I was on the road. I got home the day after Chris and she was very sheepish until the evening, when after a bottle of red wine she fessed up. Steve was at the meeting.
On the first night they had a meal and a few drinks together, and Chris had a snog and grope session with him after. The next day was a bit tense and then they went out again. The next day was a late start and early finish and Chris allowed Steve to get her drunk. They went to a scruffy pub where they were unlikely to be recognised, and some very heavy petting took place, with Steve getting two wet fingers bringing Chris off sat at a table.
Heading back to the hotel separately, they 'happened to meet in the bar for a night cap. They went to Chris's room where Steve quickly had my wife against the wall, fingering her again to a climax with his fingers through the leg of her panties. He knew he had to be quick before Chris saw the light and backed off.
In very little time Steve had my wife naked bar hold up stockings and shoes, and she was on her back on the bed with his tongue up her quim making her wriggle and cum, he reached up to play with her tits as well.
As Chris came down from another cum Steve moved up and slid his cock into her, she managed to say something like, no we can't, don't fuck me, but with little conviction. Steve went to work steadily and firmly, and Chris was lost in a world of sexual enjoyment. Apparently she had fantasized something with Steve since the night we had met up with him.
Steve treated Chris with rough respect, not asking but encouraging and guiding. Chris took his first load in her quim with cries of 'Oh no, Oh god we mustn't' and so on, but happily let him caress and bite her tits until he was hard again, whereupon he took her doggy style before shooting over her face. That was a turning point she says, she felt more used by that action, and felt more of a happy slut, I wonder if it could be a dominance thing?
I told Chris how proud I was of her after her confession, not letting on that Steve had called me anyway. Apparently Steve wanted to set something up for the future. I said go for it.
Nearly three weeks later Chris met up with Steve for a night of sex away from work. Then about six weeks later, another company get away over a weekend in Cornwall cemented Chris's slut status. It probably helped that I repacked her case with nothing but sexy clothes and no business suits.
Steve took Chris out on the Friday night, drinks, dinner, drinks, his room where they fucked for two or three hours. Saturday night was even better.
After dinner etc. Steve took Chris back to his room where he took her missionary style. After a short while he had them worked up again and put Chris's head in the pillows while dogging her. Saying he had to shift the duvet he pulled out and then Chris was soon filled again with cock. It took about a minute for her to realise this was someone else. Nathaniel was senior management, he entered through the unlocked door at a load groan from Steve, meaning Chris was unsighted.
Chris half shouted wtf as she looked over her shoulder. Nat smiled and waved as he carried on shafting her, and Chris said, “Oh Jesus, what the hell.†And reburied her head.
Both guys fucked her for some time before letting her go to her own room, minus underwear. Chris a bit of a wreck all Sunday, not being very productive. She was kind of aware that Sunday night was going to be, special.
All Chris had left for Sunday night was a little black dress with a zip all the way up/down the front. Thanks to me and some pliers, the zip would not go higher than about three or four inches short of the top.
Anyway, groping from Steve and Nat plus plenty of drinks, and Chris was hot to trot when Nat pulled his car off the road into a truck stop lined with trees. Steve already had her panties off and tits out in the back seat, and had Chris all fired up. Nat said over the bonnet and Chris just went with it unhesitatingly. Steve removed her dress and bra before leaning her over the car where they both fucked her from behind.
With two loads in her quim Chris thought someone had recovered quickly as she took a third cock inside her. A cough made her look up to see both Nat and Steve across the bonnet from her, with big silly grins. Without looking this time time, she again said, “Oh Jesus, what the hell.†And took one hell of a pounding from three unseen complete strangers, with both Nat and Steve coming on her face as she fucked the three strangers.
Chris could barely stand and Nat sort of held her up while Steve cleaned her up, and got her back in the car, with just her dress replaced. A blow job for each of them in her room finished the night and showed just what a slut my Chris now is. She hardly ever blew me, and always spat, but no longer.
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As Chris rose in the jewellery firm she worked for, she got to go to meetings as well as firms do's, and this helped me to dress her smarter, and sexier, tight blouse and knee length skirts etc. With heels.
I got Chris used to showing some cleavage and even a little leg sometimes and then luck came my way. The firm she works for put on a summer function and decided one year to have a seventies theme, from food and music to clothing. I offered to look up some outfits for Chris to wear knowing what I wanted, I just had to convince her.
Agreeing finally that she was only frumpish when dressed that way, she had little to argue with when I showed her some short button and zip up skirts, tops and catsuits Chris had to agree that she might look 'acceptably' attractive in one, but was keen on neither bare legs or camel toe.
I suggested a night out to try an outfit, just dinner and some drinks, maybe a film. This eventually paid off and we went to see 'Gone girl'.
I managed to get Chris to wear stockings and suspenders, from the bedroom collection, by sabotaging all three pairs of tights she had, and claiming they were seventies fashion too.
Gone girl has some sex in it and that allowed some sexy talk and I even got my hand on her thigh under her skirt in the cab home, and got away with an extra button on her blouse open. At home Chris admitted to somewhat of a thrill here and there during the evening, and seemed to like the idea that the cab driver, pure fantasy of course, would have wanted to have her given the chance, and if she were alone what could have happened.
I noticed Chris was showing more cleavage and wearing shorter skirts for work, as well as stockings in warmer weather, I was getting through to her. Now to up the fantasy sex talk in bed and prepare for the big party.
Heels, stockings, a short button up skirt with a blouse where the buttons started low down, add a push up bra and Chris was quite the looker, plenty of boob when I finally convinced her to open the top button, and she turned heads. Sitting on a bar stool she showed flashes of crotch now and then, white panties showing clearly. When I told her on the way home she got a bit hot and bothered, turned on that is.
Plenty of men wanted to dance with Chris, I just don't dance, it is hideous. After many drinks, Chris was relaxed enough to accept hands on her bum, close dances and lots of hands on contact. She was propositioned twice by men from other areas which proved my point, and gave me lots to bring up while having sex in the future. Chris got more and more into the fantasy talk as time went on.
That night the only thing stopping me fucking Chris on the hall floor, was the kids were still at home. Now our daughter is in the army and our son at college. Chris was now looking quite hot when dressed for work, consciously or not I don't know. When we fantasized during sex she finally admitted to thinking of film stars having her and after a while, total strangers too. I hinted that I would love that.
On a night out we tried a new bar, a bit upper class for a lorry driver like me, but Chris fit right in. I had got her to wear a smart vest like top that she was unaware showed lots of side boob as well as cleavage, and her skirt would ride up as she sat, it was a kind of ra ra style. I think she was a little nervous as she drank more than usual.
I went to the gents and then the bar, while there I noticed Chris talking to a man I did not know, and took my time. The guy sat down next to Chris and soon had his hand on her leg, I was getting hopeful. Eventually I went over and introduced myself, Steve was an area manager who had met Chris at some meeting. I offered him a drink and Chris immediately offered to get it.
I asked Steve if he fancied his chances with Chris. He was a bit embarrassed but said she was very attractive to a single man like him. His face when I told him to go for it was a picture. I quickly explained my position and he immediately wanted to help. Chris came back with a drink for each of us, I think she was getting nervously excited. Maybe even horny judging by her nipples.
We moved later to a club nearby, just for the dancing that Steve promised to provide as I don't. Chris was affected by the fresh air and another drink at the club. I saw a lot of groping from Steve and when he went for a pee another guy stepped in and Chris let him get away with the same. Real progress I thought.
Unfortunately groping and a goodnight kiss was all that night, but the set up was in place, we just didn't know it yet.
A couple of months later Chris was spending two nights away at a promotional meeting for the firm. I was on the road. I got home the day after Chris and she was very sheepish until the evening, when after a bottle of red wine she fessed up. Steve was at the meeting.
On the first night they had a meal and a few drinks together, and Chris had a snog and grope session with him after. The next day was a bit tense and then they went out again. The next day was a late start and early finish and Chris allowed Steve to get her drunk. They went to a scruffy pub where they were unlikely to be recognised, and some very heavy petting took place, with Steve getting two wet fingers bringing Chris off sat at a table.
Heading back to the hotel separately, they 'happened to meet in the bar for a night cap. They went to Chris's room where Steve quickly had my wife against the wall, fingering her again to a climax with his fingers through the leg of her panties. He knew he had to be quick before Chris saw the light and backed off.
In very little time Steve had my wife naked bar hold up stockings and shoes, and she was on her back on the bed with his tongue up her quim making her wriggle and cum, he reached up to play with her tits as well.
As Chris came down from another cum Steve moved up and slid his cock into her, she managed to say something like, no we can't, don't fuck me, but with little conviction. Steve went to work steadily and firmly, and Chris was lost in a world of sexual enjoyment. Apparently she had fantasized something with Steve since the night we had met up with him.
Steve treated Chris with rough respect, not asking but encouraging and guiding. Chris took his first load in her quim with cries of 'Oh no, Oh god we mustn't' and so on, but happily let him caress and bite her tits until he was hard again, whereupon he took her doggy style before shooting over her face. That was a turning point she says, she felt more used by that action, and felt more of a happy slut, I wonder if it could be a dominance thing?
I told Chris how proud I was of her after her confession, not letting on that Steve had called me anyway. Apparently Steve wanted to set something up for the future. I said go for it.
Nearly three weeks later Chris met up with Steve for a night of sex away from work. Then about six weeks later, another company get away over a weekend in Cornwall cemented Chris's slut status. It probably helped that I repacked her case with nothing but sexy clothes and no business suits.
Steve took Chris out on the Friday night, drinks, dinner, drinks, his room where they fucked for two or three hours. Saturday night was even better.
After dinner etc. Steve took Chris back to his room where he took her missionary style. After a short while he had them worked up again and put Chris's head in the pillows while dogging her. Saying he had to shift the duvet he pulled out and then Chris was soon filled again with cock. It took about a minute for her to realise this was someone else. Nathaniel was senior management, he entered through the unlocked door at a load groan from Steve, meaning Chris was unsighted.
Chris half shouted wtf as she looked over her shoulder. Nat smiled and waved as he carried on shafting her, and Chris said, “Oh Jesus, what the hell.†And reburied her head.
Both guys fucked her for some time before letting her go to her own room, minus underwear. Chris a bit of a wreck all Sunday, not being very productive. She was kind of aware that Sunday night was going to be, special.
All Chris had left for Sunday night was a little black dress with a zip all the way up/down the front. Thanks to me and some pliers, the zip would not go higher than about three or four inches short of the top.
Anyway, groping from Steve and Nat plus plenty of drinks, and Chris was hot to trot when Nat pulled his car off the road into a truck stop lined with trees. Steve already had her panties off and tits out in the back seat, and had Chris all fired up. Nat said over the bonnet and Chris just went with it unhesitatingly. Steve removed her dress and bra before leaning her over the car where they both fucked her from behind.
With two loads in her quim Chris thought someone had recovered quickly as she took a third cock inside her. A cough made her look up to see both Nat and Steve across the bonnet from her, with big silly grins. Without looking this time time, she again said, “Oh Jesus, what the hell.†And took one hell of a pounding from three unseen complete strangers, with both Nat and Steve coming on her face as she fucked the three strangers.
Chris could barely stand and Nat sort of held her up while Steve cleaned her up, and got her back in the car, with just her dress replaced. A blow job for each of them in her room finished the night and showed just what a slut my Chris now is. She hardly ever blew me, and always spat, but no longer.
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