The Contractor 3

I am going to share another story of my wonderfully sexy, slutty and gorgeous hotwife. The stories I share are true as best as I can remember. For those that cannot handle wives that play and have sex with other men, move on to something else. You have been warned. Some took place 20+ years ago and some are recent. We have enjoyed her being free to play with anyone of her choosing since before we were married. She has enjoyed the freedom and I have enjoyed her confidence and the bounce in her step, not to mention she has never refused anything I want sexually from her. In fact, I truly can't keep up with her needs by myself. I actually like the way she gains her satisfaction from the other men in her search for pleasure. I get so turned on watching her different rituals as she seduces the other men and lets them believe that they are the ones doing the seduction. She is a striking redhead, stands 5' 11" tall with a very nice figure. Her breasts are 36DD. Long and very well shaped legs. She was a competition dancer in her younger years. Her legs still had that incredible shape of a dancer. She kept in shape along with me in the gym three times a week.

The following story is longer than normal because the seduction took a few weeks in small steps in her exhibiting her charms slowly, a piece at a time.

We had decided to do some remodeling on our home. As we were searching for a contractor with good references her mom told us about one that had done some outstanding work for her and her dad. As Leigh was talking to her mom she 'suddenly' remembered the guy as she had met him a couple of times while he was working on her mom's home. I could see the glitter in her eye and the crooked little smile she has when she is having sneaky thoughts as she shared the memory with me. We called the number she got from her mom and I invited him over to give us an estimate of time and costs for all she wanted to get done. I could tell there may be just a little more interest in him than just as a contractor. When the day came for him to come by, I realized what she was thinking. She has always liked a sort of bad boy. She wasn't especially taken by the pretty boy look. He fit the bill. About my height. Right at six feet, but with broader shoulders and a stocky build. Bright blue eyes and almost blonde hair. Just a hint of stubble at eight o'clock in the morning. He was wearing tight jeans, a blazer and a t-shirt a little too tight but she seemed to like the way it looked on him.

The morning came for him to come by. He was to arrive at about eight o'clock in the morning. She had decided to spend a few minutes on her makeup rather than getting dressed. She came out in one of her nice but not so sexy robes. It was a pink robe with a tie around the waist. The gown was square neck and showed off a little of her cleavage. It was not sheer as long as the robe and gown were worn together. She had apparently decided not to wear any underwear as her 36 DD's were making a scene from under the robe.The robe and gown hid almost everything except her nipples were standing hard and proud. There was no disguising that she was somewhat turned on by being caught in her night clothes. She reached out to take his hand that he offered and may have shaked it a little more than necessary which made her tits shake and it seemed to also make her nipples grow even more. I seemed odd that she would have her makeup on and hair styled so it had just a hint of pillow hair to it. I could almost feel the heat between the two of them. He said "It is so nice to see you again." So I guess he did remember her from a couple of years ago as much as she remembered him. I could see the attraction she had in her familiar mannerisms which were clear when she was turned on and attracted to someone. A little blush in her throat and chest, and just a little hint of not looking me straight in the eye. I was thinking this may be another fun ride and I was going to get to watch in the comfort of my home. I began to wonder if maybe the remodel was really just a means to an end. I was anxious to find out.

I broke the moment so we could get started with the plans for the remodel. I told her to just walk him through and explain what it was she was planning for it all. As we walked through each room she would lean into him to explain her thoughts. He didn't back away at all. Somewhere on the tour he had even put his arm around her waist and when they were facing me it even appeared his arm was lower than usual as if he had his hand on her ass. Her nipples were even harder than before. I was amazed at the sexual atmosphere between them so early and with me standing right with them. I thought that maybe there had been some serious flirting and maybe even more when she had met him before. I had watched her seduce men before but never at our home and so blatantly open with it. I wondered if they were just going to lay down and start the fucking right away. My dick was as hard as steel and I really didn't want to just stand there and show it off. I told them I was going back to my office and to let me know the plans when they were finished. I really wanted to stay and watch the not so subtle seduction but I also wanted to give her a little while alone with him to see how fast she would work him with me out of the way.

About a half hour later they came strolling into my office. Once again I was pleasantly surprised by the way she was just openly flirting with an almost perfect stranger. She was standing very close and had her arm wrapped around his arm which was crossed across his chest. She had a tit on each side of his arm and was rubbing it with her other hand. I was immediately hard and could see it was doing to him the same as me. Mine, however, was well hidden under my desk.

She gave his arm a little shake that made her tits wobble and showed her nipples sticking out in spite of being covered by two layers of cloth. It wasn't so thick though that he must have felt the hardness as she would rub them on his arm. She said to both of us that we could go ahead and finish the plans for the remodel. Before she released his arm, she reached up to turn his face so she could give him just a quick peck on his very surprised lips. It made me wonder just what she had told him that she wanted. He seemed a little taken back by her little peck but not so much that he couldn't walk to the chair in front of my desk and immediately start the conversation about the remodel. Hopefully it was just about the remodeling but I did look forward to seeing more of her seduction if that was what she was planning.

He sat in the chair in front of my desk and we started going over the things she had talked about. I asked if he was clear about what she wanted. He replied " I think I know exactly what she wants, but I really like the way she seems to want to be involved and takes an interest in all the steps."

I wondered if he really knew what she wanted or if he was just hoping he knew.

We discussed the project and costs along with the timeline. We haggled a bit but in the end we did finalize the contract which he informed me he would keep a very close watch on the work and make certain it was the quality he demanded. They were to start the next monday and it probably take about a month to five weeks to complete.

Monday morning and she seemed excited enough that she was up early and sitting in my office with a cup of coffee which is highly unusual as she normally sleeps in until about nine-ish. I couldn't tell if she was excited by the arrival of the contractor or if it was that she was getting the remodel. I do know she was dressed super casual though in a little denim mini skirt which ended about mid thigh when she was standing. When she was sitting on my office sofa it seemed much shorter. Her satin tank top was maybe a little too low cut and even a little too thin. Her nipples were clearly already making their appearance and their color was even evident through the top. The light had to be just right to really see the color but as she turned and moved they would be exposed for a few seconds. Normally she would be wearing a bra at this hour as her 36DD's have a life of their own when unleashed. I get to see and use her tits all the time and it still turns me on to see them when the nipples are hard, extended and moving under a thin top. It had to be driving him crazy as she brazenly showed them off and as I stated before, rubbed them on him.

I believe up to this point she had no idea that I was aware that she was working on his seduction. I had not addressed it with her because I wanted her to tell me her intentions. I enjoy listening to her describe her thoughts and feelings about her sex and games with other men. It was an unspoken game between us. I love catching her in undeniable circumstances with a new man or men. One of our ways to play up to having sex was to explain in detail our hottest fantasies. We had quite a few come to fruition, and ended up with both of us having the most explosive sex imaginable. Since he had first started to come to work for us the signs that she was ready to play had started.

He showed up early the first morning as planned. When he walked in the office she was sitting on the sofa in her barely decent skirt and wickedly sexy top. The skirt had drawn up her legs to past mid thigh. Her nipples were dark and hard. The exhibitionist part of her had full control it would seem. The voyeur in me was thrilled to watch as she worked her charms on her new friend. They couldn't seem to stop the mild eye flirting and he couldn't take his eyes off her even though he tried to be nonchalant about it. I saw her as she was teasing us both and she would glance for too long at his crotch watching for the results of her antics. I know from even behind him that he could also see her studying to see if she was succeeding in making him hard.

He said the crew was on the way and would start by ripping carpet from the guest rooms and storing the furniture in the sun room if that was a good plan. She said certainly and she would be coming in on occasion just to watch a little of it happening. He let her know he would welcome her at any and all times.

He headed for the door and she started to rise from the sofa, spreading her legs as she seemed to struggle a little. He reached for her hand to help her up and when she stood up straight she wrapped her arms around his neck and told him thank you very much. Her skirt was still bunched and her tits were pressing into his chest. The only thing missing was if she put her lips on his and kissed him hard. She didn't do that but it was within a couple of inches from happening. I couldn't believe she was working on him so fast. He headed for the door again and she told him she would see him in a little while.

He walked out, closing the door behind him. She looked at me and slowly walked over to my desk. She pulled her skirt up the rest of the way and now I could see she had absolutely nothing on but her skirt and top. He has now seen everything she had to offer. She knelt down in front of me and started pulling my dick out. It was as hard as a coke bottle. I had to lift up and help her with my slacks. She was almost drooling and she dropped her mouth all the way down taking me in her throat she normally has to take a little time to do. I am just a little above average at seven and a half with normal girth.She was playing with her clit and my dick at the same time. I think she was even dripping on the floor. I came in buckets as I held her head so she couldn't back off. She never tried. I gave her the whole load in about six strokes. She got up and wiped her mouth with her fingers and told me," thanks." I should've been the one thanking her. I then noticed she had squirted on my hardwood floor. A huge mess. She looked down at it and said,"It turns me on so much to tease you by flirting with him. He is kinda sexy though so it may be fun."

I asked her if this was just from touching and flirting. She said that is all there is right now, inferring that there may be more in the future. I got hard again. Now it was in the open.

One of the very best things about having a hotwife is the frequency of sex. It keeps my wife on a sexual high that is aimed at me. I love how insatiable she is when she has another man or men showing how much they want her. I reap all the rewards plus I have no time for another woman because I can hardly keep up with her. She began to tease me at night in bed. I would be just entering her soaking wet slit and she would ask, "Do you think he gets hard when I show him my pussy? Do you like me rubbing on him? Does he want to fuck me? Have you ever watched as he is trying to explain something to me? He stands behind me and points at something and presses his dick into me. Sometimes he is already hard and sometimes I can feel it as it grows hard." She looks me in the eye as she says things like this. She can feel my cock jump with her words. She has complete control.

Just from talking to other men on the golf course or at the blackjack tables, comparing notes about normal sex lives, she has more sex with other men than most wives have with their spouses. I get her at least once after every other man has her and usually more when she is between times with her lovers.

The routine started as the work progressed. She would sometimes wait for him in the house. Always dressed to please any man. She openly flirted with the workers in front of both he and I. It looked like maybe he didn't really want to share the flirting with the guys. She told me once that as she was standing in a doorway in some loose short shorts and a little thin top that was almost see through and flirting with a couple of the workers he came up behind her and grabbed her elbow with a hard squeeze. He pulled her around roughly and didn't ask but demanded she come with him to look at another room. He took her to the sunroom to ask about the color of the trim. She tried then to pull her arm loose but he didn't release it immediately. He told her it would probably be best if she didn't distract the guys too much. She told me the possessiveness and the rough way he handled her was such a turn on that when he let go of her elbow she was dripping down her thighs. She had relayed this to me in my office as she was sitting on my desk in front of me. I could see up the legs of her shorts that she was wet.

I had known for years that she loved to be manhandled by the other men in her life. Several times she would take my hands to wrap around her throat. She begged me to slap her tits and sometimes her face. I couldn't bring myself to commit to this the way she wanted and maybe it left her wanting. She liked me for the love making and tenderness we shared. I truly love making love to her. Sometimes though I truly think she just wants to be fucked with no softness involved.

I pulled her shorts aside and stuck my tongue in the wet folds and started licking and kissing. She then started telling about how she loved showing off in front of all the men and then stepping a little out of sight and listening to what they would say to each other about her. She told me she loved listening to them talk about her tits, her trimmed pussy, and the way she would let them see up her skirts and down her blouses. A couple of them even said they would love to just throw her down and fuck her. She was practically breathless and started cumming on my face.

We were about three weeks into the remodel and it seemed that most likely every man there had seen almost every part of her body. She was fucking me every night telling me all about her antics with her flirting and showing off to all the guys and never failed to be soaking wet when the guys left.

It was coming up to a holiday. Labor day. The next weekend there were no plans for working. We talked about what to do for our holiday. We would normally run down to the beach or to the Keys for some fun in the sun. She told me Robert had asked if we had plans for the holiday. She said she had informed him that we had not made plans as of yet. I asked if she had asked why he needed to know. She said he had mentioned he had a suite in a large casino down on the coast and had wondered if we would like to join him. He did mention that it had two bedrooms. All the bells started ringing and I could only guess why he wanted both of us to go with him on a holiday. We had only known him now for several weeks. When I asked about when he had asked her she told me it was a couple of days back and she just didn't think I would be interested. I then wondered just how much they discussed when I wasn't around. It sounded so dirty and now I couldn't help but get excited about just how far this little thing may take us. I told her I would give it some if she wanted me to and I would let her know.

She came into the office early the next morning. She had two cups of coffee for us. I know my jaw must have dropped as she walked in in her very thin pink robe with the belt barely tied. I knew he was due any minute and so did she. She also knew how to manipulate me with her teasing and sometimes blatant sluttiness. She knew I could never say no to anything she wanted when she was being like this. The robe was open so that her breasts were exposed almost to her nipples and down almost to her navel. It was barely closed enough to hide her little patch of hair above her cunt. I knew then he was about to get some of the best of what life had to offer. She came over to the desk. I hadn't seen her address him before from the desk but usually from the sofa. She leaned on the desk sideways to me which would also be sideways to the door and the chair he normally sat in. The view was extraordinary by the amount of her that was no longer just imagination but exposed in amazing openness. The door opened, he walked in and stopped. He couldn't seem to move. It seemed like this lasted for hours but in reality it was not even a minute. I did happen to look and I saw the result and he was quickly tenting his slacks. I looked at her and she was seemingly looking in the same place. He was looking at the overall picture. We all were mesmerized by the sexual aura in the air.

He was stunned at the very least. Here she was practically naked in the room with both of us and we were completely at her command. She walked over to him and with her free arm pulled him to her and gave just a little peck to his cheek and said good morning. I watched as she walked over and the robe had slipped to the crack between her butt cheeks and defined her butt very well. She turned away from him and walked back to me. Her robe looked even more open than before and I knew he was getting a great view of her gorgeous ass. Had I tried to say a word it would have come out as nothing but a stutter. I think even my tongue was hard. She knew she had complete control of me at that point and I'm guessing him too. She loved being a married slut and she played me like a fiddle. He left toward the house and crew. She sauntered over to my desk and I moved back so she could face me as she leaned her fine ass on the desk. Her robe had now fallen open so nothing but the belt was connected in front. She started to rub her pussy and began to talk. "So what do you think about taking him up on his offer for the long weekend? Is that something you would like to do for our holiday?" All the time she is stroking her cunt and dipping a finger slowly into it. I mumbled something like " sure, why not, sounds fun".

She replied with " I think you need to go tell him and let him know that I was excited when I asked you about it". "Tell him I said I want to go party with two strong, sexy men." She had a way of letting me know she was in charge. She loved making me let him know that she was going to take this a step further. She knew I would do just that. Such an ambiguous statement that carried so much information coming from me to him.