Throwaway for obvious reason
Me and my wife lives in an apartment building. Awhile after we moved in. Her brother and his fiancé moved in 3 floors below ours. She’s 5’3 looks 8/10 body 10/10
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Throwaway for obvious reason
Me and my wife lives in an apartment building. Awhile after we moved in. Her brother and his fiancé moved in 3 floors below ours. She’s 5’3 looks 8/10 body 10/10
Read part 4 here
https://redd.it/b472kp
It felt like it took forever for me to see Addie again and with the time difference and not being able to talk as much, just made me miss her a lot more.
Now I she knows that I love her, and she has told me the same. The euphoric feeling it gave me also made me miss her a lot more.
Good thing I was extremely busy, and it made time fly so much faster. Before I knew it, I was on my way to Hawaii and prepare for Addie’s arrival.
I was able to finish all my work commitments by Tuesday morning, so I had lots of time to prepare. I got a shave and a haircut then I went to a florist and bought her some flowers.
Addie arrived around 5:30 PM and we headed straight to our hotel. The suite was everything we hoped for and more. But as soon as we walked in our suite, we did not care how nice it was, nor how good the view was. We had one thing in mind.
It was a great weekend. My military buddy had called me up said he was passing through town on his way to base and wanted to hang out for the weekend. I called my wife to let her know Jack was going to be staying with us the weekend. She’s always liked Jack . He was a good guy, a lot of fun to be around, and he was always very flirty with Susan. It also helped that he had a Australian accent and was a good looking fit guy. So came Friday Jack showed up and we all were getting ready to head out to dinner and then a night club for some drinks. As Susan got dressed I looked at her and said ” Wow if you put that dress on your going to have Jack with a hard on all night ” She just smiled and said honey he’s our friend he doesn’t look at me that way. I reminded her he is a man. A young man at that and that dress is going to be teasing him all night. It was a low cut top, very short dress that shows off her beautiful legs, breast, and if she bent over, showed a little shot of her nice ass. Well from the time Susan walked out of our bedroom Jack couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. We had a light dinner then headed off to the night club. This entire time Jack had been flirting with Susan. At the night club it was no different and I could see Susan was enjoying all the attention he and I were giving. As we sat at the table in club I would rub on her legs at times all the way up her skirt and teasing her pussy. She would look over at me and give me a little smile. At one point I could see that Jack was watching me finger Susan under the table. I think the combo of the drinks, the attention, and me teasing her pussy in public had her really turned on. As Jack and her danced together she would grind on him. When Jack went to get us more drinks I told Susan that she shouldn’t be teasing jack that way on the dance floor that she was playing with fire. She laughed and said ” I know , I can feel his hard cock through his pants as I rub on him dancing. Honey he’s big.” I said again that she was playing with fire. She smiled and said ” Well honey you have always fantasized about watching me with another man”. This took me by surprise and I just sat back and said ” Ya like you would really go for that miss goody goody too shoe” . The rest of the time was spent with Jack and I dancing and flirting with Susan and her flirting back.
Chloe skipped upstairs to her bedroom and went to the wardrobe and pulled out some tiny shorts and a strapped top. She put them on, grabbed her tablet and went downstairs. She sat in the sofa and put in the Tele. “Nothing ever good on at this time” she thought, “off to the back garden I go. Enjoy the sun I think.”
Chloe grabbed a drink and went to the patio outside. She chilled on the lounger, looking at work related things on her tablet, arranging flowers for Toms sisters wedding among other things.
“Oooo Tom” she thought, her pussy jumped in excitement. “Can’t get distracted” as she said this to herself, the neighbour fired up his lawn mower.
“For fuck sake, that’s that peace ruined. I’ll go have a word see how long he’s gunna be” Chloe headed to the fence, she peered over and to her amazement it wasn’t the old man that lived there. Or even his wife. It was a late teens looking shirtless guy.
It has been a few weeks since the incident on the couch with Cari and myself. I walked away thinking that she was caught up in the moment with wine and sexual conversation, but it was clear that it was not over with a simple rejection.
Cari continued her pursuit of me behind my wife’s back. Everything escalated over time, starting small and almost innocent and then suddenly I realized that she was truly never going to stop. She wanted me.
The day after our night on the couch she came over to watch the kids. She didn’t give any signs at that point of wanting to seduce me or say anything inappropriate but we shared a couple of awkward smiles. A couple of days after that she began to tease me. I couldn’t be sure right away if it was on purpose but I noticed her bending over as she leaned over our kitchen counter. She was wearing a short denim skirt, more provocative than she would normally wear. Her skirt lifted a bit as she bent over and she stuck her ass out as if to tempt me. I admit, I stared at her for longer than I am proud of, her backside was just so young and supple. I didn’t let on that I noticed and went on with my day as if everything was normal.
Skin To Skin
The silence of the night slowly creeps upon us. The cars going by in the street dwindle in number by the hour, the gradual light of the sun replaced by the warm glowing lamps in the master bedroom, and the hustle bustle of people around the neighborhood fading away into the air conditioned white noise.
We both lay on the king size bed, staring into each other’s eyes, shielded from the vulnerableness of nudity by our skimpy undergarments. The heat of intimacy filling our hearts and an ever present desire needing to be quenched, we lean in for a kiss. I feel the slight metallic drag on my face and I look at her hand with the emerald on her ring finger as she rubs over the metal engraving on my own left hand, symbolizing a bond that will never die in us and a lustful passion that fuels us every day.
A few months ago, my wife Stacy and I had one of those “darkest secrets” talks over a couple bottles of wine, and my fantasy just came out. I told her I want to get used sexually by someone I know, without getting to see who it was.
I didn’t think anything would come of it, and honestly was kind of afraid of her reaction. To my relief it was something like “Huh. That’s a weird one, I’ll give you credit for that!” and we moved on to other topics.
Life went on. But just a few nights ago was my birthday and she told me she had a surprise for me.
“Tonight you’re getting a special surprise. Go freshen up.”
“Okay..? You taking me out someplace nice?” I asked while hugging her from behind and nibbling her ear a little.
“….nnnope!” she answered playfully while turning around to kiss me. “I’ll tell you more later. Just go get ready, and uh… don’t worry about getting dressed.”
My eyebrows raised a little.
“Alright, it’s your game.”
I spent some time thinking about my surprise in the shower. It couldn’t be what I *think* it is, could it? No way! But just in case, I made sure to get extra clean. I trimmed my pubes a little, brushed my teeth, and put on a tiny amount of cologne just in case.
I thought I heard the front door close while I was drying off.
After lurking and enjoy your writing I figured it’s time I try to write this down. It’s been well over 20 years since this happened and I’ve never put anything like this into words, so bare with me. There’s a bit of a long backstory.
I met my wife, Ann, in the 1980s through mutual friends. I was an engineer with an aerospace company in Seattle and she was a tax attorney who knew some of my coworkers. Me: I’m a dorky white guy, 6’2″ and at the time I was about 170 lbs with a pretty good body from cycling. Her: She grew up on Mercer Island to parents who made money in the import business. She was Korean, born in Seattle, and thus she was a mix of ultra strict conservative Asian family values and an American girl who liked Duran Duran and shopping. She had only dated one guy before we met, a Korean med student who she was set up with by their parents. Even though she lost her virginity to him she didn’t want to marry him because of the pressure both her parents and his put on her to do just that. Her details: very slim 5’6″, 115 lbs, long black hair contrasting her pale white skin and the most beautiful eyes you could imagine. She never shaved, but had very sparse pubic hair. Her 32A breasts were topped off with the pointiest nipples that would make pencil erasers jealous.
(I can’t believe it’s been 7 months since the first part! Tried to do too many different things, but really I should have finished this much sooner. Hopefully it won’t take me too long to do a part 3!)
I pull my panties and leggings up and then turn back to Chris, pressing myself against him and putting my lips to his once more. Despite having found such a potent release just a few minutes prior, my body already aches for more attention from my new found lover. From the way he kisses me, it appears to be mutual.
We start to move from the breakfast bar in the kitchen, refusing to break the kiss as we leave and head towards the stairs that will lead us to… well, I can’t decide where to have him next, but there’s plenty of spare rooms in the house for us to have fun in.
Just as we reach the stairs a buzz comes from the pocket of Chris’ jeans. We stop and he quickly pulls out the phone, the illusion of the moment paused for a time while he looks at the screen.
I’ve been having talks with my boyfriend lately about having some adventures and we settled on a girl on girl adventure as the first step. I set out to look for someone, first on Tinder, but I wasn’t having a lot of luck. As a last hope my boyfriend recommended writing here and boy did reddit deliver the adventure I was hoping for ?
u/sixfootthreeblonde reached out to me, that he and his wife are travelling through Europe and she would be interested in my proposal. I immediately got excited, especially after seeing pictures of u/WildTurducken, but I met so many flakes before that I was still nervous. We started chatting on Kik and we hit it off immediately. We scheduled a day to meet in Amsterdam.
I woke up extremely nervous. It took me ages to choose my bra and undies so in the end I decided to go braless cause why the hell not? ? We met up in the city and my boyfriend gave us a tour of the city. We sat down for lunch where the boys started talking casually about all the piercings and tattoos they saw of us in the naked pics we exchanged. After having some dessert we decided to return to their Airbnb.