This is my first attempt at a story. It's probably garbage but thought I'd have a bash!
This was inspired by a story I was told by a work colleague regarding one of their friends. Also I'm a massive fan of the 'Loving Wives' genre. The first few paragraphs are to simply introduce you to the character of Kate and don't worry the action won't be too long after.
I hope you enjoy it...
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From the doorstep Kate kissed her husband Mark goodbye as he left for work. It was a bright and warm summer morning in Ruddington, a quiet suburban town in the Midlands of England. Mark blew kisses from the wheel of his large Range Rover Evoke as he reversed out of the driveway and onto the quiet street. This made Kate smile before a busy day of housewife chores.
Kate (37) and Mark (45) had been married for 8 years and had 2 children, Josh 9 & Aria 5. It was the perfect marriage. Mark had a very well paid 6 figure salary accountancy job in Nottingham which meant Kate didn't have to work.
She was a very hardworking housewife, taking care of their large 5 bedroom house, doing the laundry, dusting, sweeping, vacuuming, washing dishes, feeding their 2 shitzu dogs, preparing meals, cleaning bathrooms, dropping the kids off at school and collecting the kids at home time. There was never much spare time but she would use that time to make sporadic trips to the gym or go swimming to keep in reasonable shape.
At 37, Kate truely was a MILF. Her face was beautiful, resembling British model Kelly Brook, complimented by long flowing brunette hair which ran down to her shoulders.
Standing at 5ft 6, she had natural large 36 E breasts which always got the compliments and attention of their milkman Dave every morning. Despite two childbirths her breasts hardly sagged which generated queries from the other mums at the school gates. They would ask if she'd had surgery and would be amazed when Kate explained they were 100% natural. At times she noticed some of school dads giving her admiring glances but she would be too shy to reciprocate and she was loyal and devoted her husband and their two kids.
To top off this dream scenario, Kate and Mark had a good sex life, making love at least 2 times a week. Kate was never very adventurous in the bedroom and neither was Mark but he would usually be the driving force whenever they did have sex.
Mark at 45 was an attractive guy. He looked after himself, going to the gym 3 times a week. Standing at 6ft, he possessed an average sized cock at 5.5 inches but to Kate he was an excellent performer in the bedroom and always gave her great oral sex before they fucked.
After closing the front door and urging Josh to turn off his PlayStation and get ready for school, Kate remembered the sex with her husband the previous night. She had surprised Mark by revealing herself to be naked as he climbed into bed. After some kisses, Mark's fingers made their way down beyond her trimmed pubic hair and into her pussy. Kate recalled her orgasm after Mark's aggressive fingering. She remembers Mark lifting her on top of him, lowering her down onto his cock where she rode him wildly for 10 or 12 minutes. This led to her second and final orgasm before Mark explained he felt tired and needed to be fresh for work the following day. Although this annoyed Kate, she didn't show it and deep down understood that Mark wasn't getting any younger. She never demanded more sex or caused any arguments whenever sex was denied. She was grateful for everything her husband had provided and loved him dearly.
By around 8.30 she had got the kids ready and dressed for school but needed to get dressed herself. Leaving the kids waiting in the hallway she quickly ran up to the marital bedroom, stripped, throwing the dressing gown to the floor and explored the wardrobe. Knowing the kids would already be late for school she threw on a white summer dress which stretched as far down as her lower thigh. She then quickly grabbed a thong out of the underwear draw, pulled it up under her dress, slipped into her flip flops and ran frantically down the stairs to the waiting kids. ' I can't afford to waste anymore time' she thought. After ushering Josh and Aria to her car she pondered and asked herself if she should return to the bedroom to wear a bra. 'No I must get the kids to school' she whispered to herself.
In typical Kate 'the super mum' style, the kids were in class for registration by 8.45. A few of the school mums were going to the cafe across the road for coffees and asked Kate to join them. She spent an hour nattering away with the other mums over coffee.
Ashley, the mum of Josh's best friend Anton, was never one to hold back when admiring Kate's beauty. 'You look ravishing as always Kate. Your by far the best MILF out of us!'.
Kate always responded modestly 'Don't start that again Ashley! All of you are yummy mummys!' she proclaimed.
Kate had a number of objectives today. Feed the dogs, vacuum the house, prepare lunches for tomorrow and do the weekly shopping. After her second cappuccino she announced her exit, 'right yummy mummys, I've got to go, need to get some shopping in, we should do this again soon'. Kate hugged each of the 4 other mums and headed for the door.
' Look out for those admirers in the shop Kate!' shouted Ashley as Kate got close to the door.
'perverts!' Kate shouted back.
Kate returned home to feed the dogs because she had no time to do this before she left with the kids. She then swiftly and efficiently cleaned the house top to bottom, sweeping and bleaching in the kitchen and the two bathrooms upstairs.
She stopped around midday for lunch and daydreamed about Mark and whether he would make love to her tonight after the disappointment of last night. Mark fell asleep before he could ejaculate and Kate always felt like she had failed whenever Mark didn't come. A thought crossed her mind but she knew better. ' Mark is loyal to me, he would never look at another woman'.
Around 1, she headed out again, this time to the Morrisons supermarket about 2 miles away. After parking up she approached the trolley shed, pushed a pound coin to release the trolley.
'Excuse me madam' a voice came from behind her as she unlocked the shopping trolley. Kate turned around to find a smiling, short oriental man. He was only around 5ft 4 tall and was dressed all in white.
'Excuse me madam' the man said again in a strong foreign accent. 'would you like to come into my parlour for a free massage?'. Kate recognised the accent from the TV show Takeshi's Castle.
'Oh hello, ermm, I don't know, i'm very busy today, maybe another time?' Kate responded
'Madam, this massage is totally free! It will be good for you.' the man insisted. 'It will only take 15 minutes, then you can continue with your shopping'.
By this point, the day had gotten much hotter. Kate's back was aching a little following the sweeping and vacuuming earlier. 'Maybe it will be good to get out of the heat and see what this Japanese massage is about' she thought.
'Where is your massage parlour?' Kate asked, sounding uninterested.
'Over there', the man pointed towards the other side of the Morrisons car park. Kate could see a temporary hut, the type used on building sites. She pushed the trolley back into the shed, recollected her pound coin and followed the man over to the hut across the car park.
'Are you married?' the Asian man asked as they were halfway to the hut.
'Yes, I have two children also', replied Kate.
'Ahhh very nice', the man replied.
'Are you a housewife? You must work very hard madam?' he continued
'Yes it's kind of hard work but I love my husband and the kids so it's all worth it', Kate responded with a positive tone.
'Ahhhh yes of course' the man replied as he unlocked the door to the hut.
Kate followed him inside. The hut was large completely square room, with what looked like a double size large bed in the middle.
She remained standing by the doorway as the man closed the blinds on each of the 3 windows. This made the room very dark. He then turned on a small lamp that was on a cabinet to the left and started to light the candles that were positioned around the room.
'please take a seat on the bed' he instructed. Kate sat at the end of the bed and placed her handbag on the floor.
Once Kate had moved away from the doorway, the man had closed the door and turned the lock.
This made Kate feel slightly uneasy as she heard the lock click. 'Is it necessary to lock the door? This is only a quick massage?'
'Yes, Yes to make sure no disturbance' the man confidently responded.
'Ok', replied Kate.