Before we get started: Nothing came of the guy from the first story. Kate was still taking in the gravity of my fantasies of sharing her. That's not to say that we weren't having a LOT of fun with the idea. But it was not the kind of thing that we were just going to jump into. We were planning our wedding and neither of us had any interest in taking silly risks. At this point, Kate is a 30 year old art-history student and part-time housekeeper. Ben, her 35 year old husband-to-be, is a freelance journalist who travels a decent amount for work. This was the second story written for her reading pleasure. Please enjoy.
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Summertime... and the livin's easy!! Ben has work all day so you decide to go to the beach and soak up some of that beautiful sunshine before you have to head off to work with a new client, Miss Peterson. Such a busy day at the beach!! Probably because it's the first truly hot day of summer...
But today will be one of those days when the night is so much hotter than the day.
You find a spot on the warm sand and lay down your towel. You strip off your tank top and short skirt to reveal your sexy body to those glorious rays of sunshine. It feels SO good! You take in the situation around you with all the hot summer bodies playing frisbee, having a few beers and loving this beautiful weather.
God there are so many hot guys it's unreal!! There must be some kind of convention or something!! You lay back and close your eyes. Before you know it you drift off into a beautiful daydreamy slumber... Not completely asleep but that glorious space between sleep and waking. You find your mind drifting to all those hot bodies surrounding you and feel a sharp tingle deep within. That tingle quickly turns to a deep craving... You think of all the hot, hard bodies all around you and all the options you could have to be as bad as you want to be.
You crack an eyelid and catch a totally hot guy from the group beside you pretty much staring right at you. He doesn't notice that you've caught him right away and he virtually bites his lip as he soaks in your thoroughly fuckable body. Damn he's hot too, you think to yourself. At least 6'3", dark brown hair, fit as could be with strong, hard arms and no older than 29. He quickly notices that he's been caught ogling you and looks away like nothing happened.
You close your eyes with a mischievous grin and lapse back into that glorious daydream. Mmm your pussy is just tingling and you feel the wetness starting up inside of you. The thought of mounting his rock hard cock and taking it deep inside of you. Mmm fuck yes grinding it deep in your pussy as he grabs your ass and fucks you slow and strong. Fuck you have such a naughty desire to be a naughty, naughty girl!!! You know Ben loves the idea of you just giving in to your desires and making it happen but you just don't know what that would look like. You open your eyes and the group of them has packed up their stuff and is halfway down the beach. It's almost 3:00 though and you should be heading back home to get ready for work.
On your way home you text Ben: "Oh my god so nice at the beach today! I wish you were home right now so I could jump your bones!".
Ben quickly responds: "mmm sounds like someone got worked up at the beach today!! Wish I could be there to help you out but I can't get away right now :(".
You respond: "How did you know?! Oh I wanted to be SO bad today...". You know how much he likes it when you talk like that and you guess that his cock is getting hard just from that message :)
He responds: "FUCK I love it when you talk like that :) Baby you can be as bad as you want to be! Don't let me stop you! I'd love to hear about you being naughty. Happy wife... Happy life :) grrrr... gah I've gotta run babe! Have a good shift! I'll come pick you up for 10:00... Cool?"
":D OK baby see you soon", you reply.
You can't believe he says those kinds of things! Does he actually want you to fuck other guys?! He has to know that he's playing with fire! Either way... The idea is pretty crazy.......
You shower up and get dressed, keeping on that short jean skirt because of the kind of day it is. Miss Peterson's house is way up in the fancy rich area and is absolutely unreal. As you walk up to it you only imagine what it would be like to live here. Such a glorious view and the house is nothing short of a mansion.
You knock on the door and Miss Peterson greets you on the intercom. "Come on in Kate... I'm in the living room off to the right when you come in".
You open the door and are blown away with how amazing this place is. Goddamn the places some people live! Amazing... Miss Peterson is sitting in the living room watching TV and you introduce yourself. She's as sweet as can be and you chat a little bit before getting to work around the place. There's certainly lots of work to be done tidying up and making her some food for the next few days.
At around 8:30 Miss Peterson starts to doze off. She peps up for a moment though and asks you to help her to bed. "I know you're supposed to be here until 10 but don't worry about it. Just make yourself comfortable... Watch some TV if you'd like. You've done plenty here today and I'm as tired as can be".
You help her up to her room at the far end of the house and wonder why she gives herself such a long walk to the main part of the house.
"OK well my boyfriend will be here to get me at 10 so I'll probably just do some odds and ends around the place and leave when he gets here. How shall I lock the door?".
"Oh it's OK the door will lock itself on your way out. Thanks Kate", she says.
"My pleasure Miss Peterson... Sleep tight and I'll see you next week".
It's only just before 9 and you've done pretty much all you can do. You cozy up on the couch and turn the TV on. Your mind wanders to your day at the beach and catching that guy eye-fucking you and you get a tad turned on just thinking about it. Suddenly, you hear a curfuffle at the front door. You have a moment of panic as no one is expected to come home.
"Hellooo??", says someone as he walks in.
"Umm hello?!", you say as a tall, dark and handsome man of about 30 years old walks around the corner.
"Oh, hi, sorry you must be Kate. I'm Andrew... My mom told me you'd be coming tonight. Didn't mean to startle you but I finished work early and wanted to swing by and say hi to her. Where is she?".
"Oh I just put her to bed. She was exhausted".
