Confessions of a [M] Private Chef (pt. 2)

Thank you so much for the positive feedback from my first story about Caitlin! It was a lot of fun to relive those memories ;)

FYI, you don’t have to know anything about part 1 to read this story but to paint a picture, I’ve been a word-of-mouth private chef in a few pockets across the US for a number years for very wealthy individuals and families. Some well known, but most not so well known. And these are some of the sexier encounters I’ve had while on the job.

A lot of you have been asking if I have ever fucked the wife while the husband knew/watched. And I have a the perfect occasion for you.

This “dinner series” happened last summer with Nick and Kari. They and their kids are friends with the husband and wife of my long time clients. I’ve run into them around town, they’ve been guests at a few other dinner parties I’ve cooked for, and they always seemed so innocent and wholesome until they started to host dinners of their own about once every week/every other week last summer.
Nick is older than Kari (mid 50’s), successful, and not a bad looking guy. Super smart and well-rounded CEO of a private holdings and distressed asset company. Genuinely someone I could talk to about business, cars, restaurants all over the country, or personal advice. Usually I can tell what kind of person someone is by the armada of cars they collect, and a brand new Aston Martin as his daily drive told me he was someone to be trusted.

Then there was Kari. Talllll. 6’0 (maybe a former model?) Long, straight brown hair, Jewish woman in her early-mid 40’s and just a knock out. Smaller tits (which I love), and legs for days. A little overbearing when I was setting up and cooking in her house, but she just wanted to make sure I was comfortable and had everything I needed. Whenever I would arrive before the party to set up she would be stressed trying to get everything together, then finally say, “ok I’m going up to shower. Nick will be home soon.” Then she’d come downstairs looking fucking dazzling in whatever she wore that evening, mix herself a cocktail, and finally relax and hang out with me as I picked my herbs or did some final prep work.
Our conversations would range from her work (she is a practicing psychiatrist, and I have a graduate degree in industrial organizational psychology, so plenty to nerd out about), relationships, our mutual friends, etc.
She would sit at the island in front of my cutting board and lean over to see what I was doing. All while I would discretely stare trying to catch a glimpse of her tits. I knew she knew. Ladies, sometimes we know that you know that we’re looking and sometimes we don’t care.

Fast forward about 3 dinner parties later and Nick was having his staff over for a summer party. A small group of about 13 people dined outside. As ALL dinner parties I cook for, of course I have my eye out for the ones that make my mind wander. 99.99% of the time no moves are ever made, but it’s nice to fantasize about a guest coming inside, chatting it up, and we fuck in the back room before she goes back to the party like nothing ever happened.
Natalie was the one I had my eye on that night. She was Nick’s assistant. I knew from casual conversation a dinner party or two ago that Natalie had gone through a rough breakup, but my usual response is “ok, wow, you don’t say.” Because I have no idea who these people are and I don’t really care.
It’s not like I was plotting any moves on her (I am strictly professional), but the night unraveled in a way I least expected it to.

After desserts went out and I was mostly cleaned up, Nick asked me to join them on the patio by the fire for a glass of wine. Kari is talking to some folks on one side of the fire while Nick talks to me on the other side. What was confusing was that he and Natalie were sitting on a couch next to each other, he had his arm around her and she had her hand resting in his lap, on his thigh. No one seemed to bat an eye at this, and it was clearly out in the open. Immediately I thought, ok, maybe this group has a weird work/swinger dynamic I’m just not aware of, but hey, I don’t care what people do in their free time.
Kari calls me over to talk to her and JJ. “Matt what did you do to that salad? I mean, everything else was amazing but I’ve never had greens like that”

Me: “just a really good vinaigrette and you have to salt and pepper your salad. No one thinks you have to but it’s the key” I glance over at Nick and Natalie and she’s leaning in on him. Kari notices me notice them.

Kari said, “Did you finally meet Natalie?”

Me: “I did! She’s Nick’s assistant?”

Kari: “assistant yes, but we actually went to undergrad together. We met in a weird way because we dated the same guy and both ended up breaking up with him”

Me: “not at the same time I hope!”

Kari gave me a look, laughed and said, “Welp, I guess not much has changed!”

I just go along with it like I knew all along and say “I hope you two don’t dump Nick because these dinner parties are a blast”

The night goes on and as guests leave we make our way to the house and start to wash some glassware.

Nick calls me from the butler’s pantry as he’s making himself a Negroni or the like, “Evan, have you seen The Aviary cocktail book?” FYI it’s a super contemporary and expensive book of cocktails by a famous restaurant.

Me: “No I haven’t. What are you whipping up for us?” I say jokingly.

Nick: “it’s on the table in the living room. I have to ask you some questions about the recipes.”

I head towards the couch, sit down, shut up, and bury my nose in the book for a few minutes. Alone in the living room, In walks Kari. I look up and she walks toward me, sits down to my right with a glass of white wine in her hand, and bends her knees so they’re at her side on the couch cushion. She leans over my shoulder to look at the book with me. Very close to my face and my heart starts to putter.

Kari: “Nick, which one did you make me for my bday?”

Enter Natalie ? “he made you the blah blah blah (I have no idea) as she sits in the loveseat across the room”

This is getting interesting. Kari props herself up with a straight arm that’s behind my back lifts one finger from the couch cushion and begins to gently run her index finger in a pattern in the small of my back.

Enter Nick as he sits next to Natalie and hands her a drink. Kari starts to talk about this cocktail and that cocktail in the book yadda yadda yadda. I look forward because Nick and Natalie are silent. Oh ok. They’re making out. After 3 seconds of shock my sexy brain starts to predict what’s going to happen next. As I’m staring at them, I feel the most gentle kiss on the right side of my neck and I see long brown hair drape my shoulder and onto my chest. My eyes roll in the back of my head as I lean into it.

Kari stops and looks at me with a smirk on her face that says “is this ok? Please say, ‘yes this is ok’”

I close the book and set it on the cushion to my left, place my hand on the side of her face and we begin to make out.

Kari removes her hand from behind my back and places it directly in my lap on my cock. Already hard and protruding from my pants. She doesn’t grab it, just places it there. I can see Nick and Natalie out of the corner of my eye and she’s on top of him.

Kari is sweet and as much as I wanted to fuck her brains out, the whole situation was a little out of the sexy version of the twilight zone so I wasn’t completely uninhibited. I think she sensed that and took more control to start.

Kari swung her long, smoooth leg around my waist and pushed me back into the couch. She was wearing a flowy, black, strapless cotton dress that showed off her tanned and toned shoulders and sexy collar bones. With her knees on either side of my thighs, her dress was hiked up and she was wearing the softest looking silk panties that just peeped out. I was ROCK hard.
Both her hands on my chest and her lips exploring every inch of exposed skin on my neck and face, I brush her hair aside and start to kiss, suck and nibble her collar bones. This gave her the chills and she shivered reflexively. She laughs and flings her hair back.
While she’s doing this I can see Natalie is topless. Her back is to me and in the same position on Nick as Kari is on me. Nick has his face buried in her C-cup tits.
I think to myself, “that looks delightful” and I pull down Kari’s top. Like I mentioned, her tits are smaller, so she wasn’t wearing bra. Her hands immediately grab mine and place them on her tits. Her pussy is grinding on my cock through my pants and through her panties. She moves her panties to the side, puts her index finger in my mouth and circles her clit while she grinds. We make eye contact and don’t say a word. It’s obviously dark outside, and only the moon is lighting up the all-white living room.
She stands up, and lifts my shirt over my head. I stand up, and take off my pants while she pulls her dress down. It hits the floor and she walks across the room to Nick. Kari holds back Natalie’s hair as she’s sucking Nick’s cock.
She turns back to me, gets on her knees, grabs my dick, and gently puts it in her mouth. Kari is wild, but the way she moves is so damn confident and poised. Every move is intentional and she just knows what she’s doing. Caitlin was raw and somewhat inexperienced. Kari is seamless in the most pleasurable and sensual way.

She pops my cock out of her mouth, looks me in the eye with a smile and simply says “dessert ;)”

Me “I need to be inside you right now”

Kari gets on her hands and knees, bends over with her forearms on the ground facing Nick and Natalie. Natalie is riding Nick reverse cowgirl so she can see us in plain view in the middle of the living room floor. I see her tits bouncing up and down while her hands are on his knees.

“Please fuck me” Kari whispers under her breath as she moves her perfect ass onto my bare cock. I grab the base of my dick and slap her pussy with it before I slide in. I almost passed out with ecstasy – she was so wet.

Me: “mmm your pussy is perfect” I whisper. I guess I’m still a little nervous with her husband hearing what I say about her.

She lets out a soft moan and just lets her neck hang down as my cock goes it’s full length in and out of her. My hands are on either side of her hips finding a good rhythm and she reaches under to make a ✌?sign. Her middle and index finger go on either side of my shaft. Ladies, this little trick works wonders.
I love to watch as my dick, shiny with her wetness, goes in and out of her gorgeous cunt.

“Your pussy was made for my cock” I say as I slap her ass to make sure I leave a mark.

Kari says through her breath: “deeper, oh my god. I want to feel all of you”

The way she spoke just made me animalistic! I grabbed her long hair and pulled her all the way back until she was sitting up. Now her and Natalie are looking at each other from halfway across the room. Natalie getting her pussy pounded by Kari’s husband, while she maneuvers my cock to every corner inside her. I could fuck her here forever.
I wrap my arm around her upper chest and pull her in. We’re both on our knees face to face.

Through her teeth she cries “you’re going to make me cum, Evan. Don’t stop!”

“Mmm. Cum for me!” I say as I’m starting to sweat.

Kari: “Ohhh fuck. Fill me up. I want you to cum inside me!”

There’s never been a hotter set of words put together than, “fill me up. I want you to cum inside me” from a drop-dead gorgeous 40-something married woman who is watching her husband fuck their friend/employee after you fed them all dinner.

It was one of those orgasms I could feel every drop of cum leave my cock as it twitched inside her warm cunt. I pull out and she collapses on the floor while I’m sitting on my knees. She puts her arms over her head like she’s doing her last yoga pose of her lesson and smiles and laughs. She lets out a “Wooo! Ohh that was FUN!”

Word of mouth advertising is the driver of my business. But let me tell you in the 14-ish months since this has happened, not a single soul has approached me and said anything suggesting they knew about that night with Nick, Natalie, and Kari. They have been more cautious with hosting even small groups since Covid, but I still run into Kari at the store where we shop for food every once in a while. No mention, wink, nod, nothing. I like it that way ?

RECIPE
The Vinaigrette that I’m convinced got me laid that night. It’s from Prune, the cookbook of the restaurant by the same name by Chef Gabrielle Hamilton in NYC

Yield: 3 cups

Ingredients
3 cloves fresh, firm, sticky cloves garlic, peeled just before using
¼ cup plus 1 Tablespoon Dijon mustard
½ cup red wine vinegar
2 ½ cups blended olive oil
2 ½ teaspoons salt
½ teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
2 teaspoons water

Directions
1. Add garlic and salt to the bowl of a food processor and start it running. Add the mustard, then the vinegar, and, when the contents of the bowl are fully blended, slowly pour in the oil in a steady stream to emulsify. Season with pepper.
2. Stop the motor, taste for balance between acid and salt and garlic, and, with the motor running, add the adjustments as necessary.
This is not a shy vinaigrette but still, there should be balance – you don’t want the attack of the vinegar too forceful or the aggression of the garlic to make anybody sit back uncomfortably. Equally, the black pepper needs to be ground to the right flake so that a customer does not end up with half a peppercorn lodged in her tooth, burning away.
Often, a couple teaspoons of cold water added at the end brings the whole package into shape – taste-wise and texture-wise. Because some batches of vinegar are mellower than others and because the size and force of garlic cloves vary adjust as needed by adding oil to calm it if it is too bright, adding a clove of microplaned garlic if it is too subtle, or adding a little water if it is too assertive in general.
EVOO is too strong – use the 70% / 30% blended oil.
Keep ratio 4:1 oil to vinegar.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jawtko/confessions_of_a_m_private_chef_pt_2