Working title: Holiday Extras Pt2 - Evelyn's video
Summary Line: Evelyn plays slut for her Husband's video demand.
This is a follow-up to my "Holiday Extra's" story. It contains mild consensual bondage, anal sex, group sex and elements of Cosplay. It could have been listed under any of those categories, but I went for the "Loving Wives" category as it covers most things husbands want their wives to do.
I also have an idea for a "Holiday Extras Pt3" but whether I write it will depend on the feedback I get form this story. A hint for part 3 will be at the end of this part.
I stared at the WhatsApp message for an eternity, I could barely comprehend what I was reading:
"
He knows what we did, he doesn't know with who, he knows I'm a slut now and he likes that too! He has demanded to see me being used the way I want to be used, in a video. Make one with me please?"
A myriad of questions filled my head, how did Ryland find out his wife Evelyn had been playing the slut for another man? When did he find out? Was she in trouble? A moot point I know but we took the risk. And what astounded me more than anything was, that he LIKED it! Next up were the practical questions, how do I find out more? Could I call Evelyn? Was this a wind up? And lastly, would I do it? It was reasonable enough to assume that once Evelyn's holiday was over we would never see each other again, I had no intention of seeking her out, I knew I would never see the two Spanish Policewomen again, but I had settled on the idea that I would like to see Charlie. In fact, I promised I would, hell I wanted to! I just didn't know what I would say to her when she asked how the rest of my holiday went. Did I say "fine," I was sexually assaulted by the two police officers who came to my room the day after they interrupted us, and then following that I spent most of two days treating Evelyn like a whore. Charlie would run a mile. Christ I only came away for some R&R to not to become sort of man slag. Before I decided anything I needed to know more, far more so I replied,
"We need to talk!"
Within seconds another message popped up asking
"When are you back?"
"Flight lands Thursday at 14:10 back in work on Monday"
The last message I had back said,
"Great, I'll ring YOU!"
Over the next few days my mind just couldn't switch off, what was supposed to be a relaxing time was anything but. I found that lots of beer and sleep as result of it helped mind you. I couldn't work out why I was so keyed up after all I was being asked to something that was pleasurable for the most part. On Wednesday morning I awoke to another WhatsApp message it said:
"If you are thinking about whether you can do the video, maybe this will help".
Attached was a picture of Evelyn dressed as a schoolgirl, black patent stiletto heels, white opaque hold up stockings that finished high on her thighs, a red, white, and black chequered and pleated mini skirt that barely covered her crotch and a white shirt that had been opened and tied in a knot above her navel and showing a massive amount of her cleavage.
By the time, my flight and touched down and was on my home from the airport I felt a lot more at ease. When no phone call came on Thursday or Friday I arrived at the conclusion that it wasn't going to come and that somehow the idea had cooled, but then at about half seven on Saturday morning, my phone sprang into life. I answered it, it was Evelyn, and it was explanation time.
When I asked what was going on Evelyn told me the whole story. Ryland she said that he took her shaving herself for him at face value and never questioned it, he thought it was holiday hi-jinks and that she must have had a few too many in the sun. Then there was the night I fucked her in the cupboard, while he was banging away at her she never noticed that he had slipped his hands under her legs, he had accidentally brushed her arse with his fingers and found a slippery ooze between her bum cheeks but didn't say anything, then while they were at the airport she was stood by a large window looking out with the twins and he noticed that he could see right through the dress she was wearing and saw no trace of her underwear, in fact he swore he could see the outline of her pussy lips!
When the guy in the seat next to him on the flight home fell asleep, he leaned over as if to look out of the window next to her, he put his hand between her legs and up her dress. Her pussy was bare and wet. He knew then. He had watched her dress that morning and had taken notice of how sexy she looked in the black G-string and now it had gone. He whispered to her that they would talk later. Evelyn knew she had been busted.
On the drive from the airport Ryland suggested to the twins that it would be a good idea if that went to see their grandparents and stay over as they would have missed them, they agreed, so they dropped them off and went home. After Ryland had taken the cases from the car he led Evelyn into the lounge told her sit and said he wanted to hear it all. Evelyn said that she was terrified of what his reaction would be, but he listened without saying a word and when she had finished the whole sordid story he started to ask her the details. Not of who or why, but what she had done. Had she given and received oral sex? What positions she had been penetrated in? Had she let herself take his cum inside her? And did she let him take her anally? Evelyn had to answer it all, she was mortified. Once the details were out, Ryland was quiet again until he looked at her and broke the silence.
He told her that she could have her fun, but she would remain HIS wife, then came the real shocker to Evelyn, he told her,
"Each time you go, I want a video of what he is doing to you and when you come home, leaking cum from every hole she is to kneel in front of him until he comes over her face."
Evelyn was both relieved and astounded by what had happened and just nodded without saying anything. Finally, Ryland stood up and took her hand and pulled her up from the chair, then he did something he had never done before, turned her around pushed her face first over the back of the chair pulled up her dress over her waist forced her legs wide open and fucked roughly from behind for all he was worth. When he was done he left the room picked up a case from the hall and carried it upstairs, leaving her bent over the back of the chair, cum leaking from her pussy. Since that time not another word has been said and life seems back to normal.
After taking in all she had told me I asked Evelyn why she wanted to do this, she replied,
"I'm your slut, you own my pussy, and she wants that wonderful cock of yours stuffed in her again." was the reply.