A Hotwife's Christmas Stocking: Filled and Thrilled by Delores Swallows

Author:Delores Swallows [Swallows, Delores]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Delores Swallows
Published: 2022-12-09T00:00:00+00:00

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Chapter Five

Luke woke early and watched his wife sleeping peacefully. Who’d guess that, just hours earlier, she’d jerked off a complete stranger in a nightclub while he fingered her to climax? He dozed, half-thinking and half-dreaming about what had taken place. Had other people in the club seen them? Had Maisie?

The next time he opened his eyes, Harriet was awake. She smiled at him, then scooted over and snuggled under his arm, kissing his chest.

“Good morning,” she whispered.

He kissed the top of her head, then ran his hand down her naked back. “Hi.”

She looked up into his face. “Are we still okay?”

He nodded, surprised by the question. “Yeah. Why, are you having regrets?”

“No, I just…” She frowned. “While I knew what you’d do when I got home and told you, a little part of me worried that afterwards—when you’d had time to think with your big head rather than your little one—you might see things differently.”

“I told you before you went out there’d be no problem. I wouldn’t have said that if I hadn’t thought long and hard about it.”

She smiled. “Ooh, long and hard. I like the sound of that.”

Luke dug his fingers into her ribs, making her squeal and squirm. Her kicking legs pushed the quilt down, revealing her breasts. Luke stared at her beautiful face and perfect body, wondering why on earth he’d want to share his wife with another man. She rested her head on his chest again.

“How busy was the club?” he asked.

“Heaving.”

“So people could see what you were doing?”

“There were several rooms, different music in each. We were in a smaller room in the basement with brick arched ceilings. There were people around, but it was dark. They were concentrating on whoever they were with.”

“What about Maisie?”

“She’d already left.”

“Oh?”

“She spent about an hour with the same guy, then told me he’d invited her back to his flat.”

“It wasn’t Chris?”

“No, and I reckon he was about ten years younger than her.”

“Woah, Maisie the MILF,” he said, stroking her hair. “How old was your guy?”

“I guess he was about our age.”

Luke grinned. “Do you mean your age, or mine?”

“I mean early thirties, which we both are. I’m only a year older, you muppet.”

He smiled. “So, what was it like to kiss another man?”

“It was…” She sat up and fluffed up her pillow, leaning it against the headboard. “It was like being sixteen again.”

He sat up and placed his pillow next to hers. “How do you mean?”

“I mean we’ve been together for so long, I can’t remember the last time I kissed someone else.” She shrugged. “Not only do we live together, we work together as well. I spend all of my time with you—”

“Is that a bad thing?”

“No.” She squeezed his hand. “I love what we have and what we’re working towards. What I’m saying is, I don’t spend much time with other men. There’s no exchanging furtive smiles with cute guys on the train to the office, no smutty conversations with work colleagues about raunchy TV shows.

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