Home Improvements...
written by:
The Saucy Ranger

Chapter One:

My mid-afternoon work was interrupted by the vibration and message tone of my phone, which was sat next to my laptop on my desk. I averted my eyes to the phone screen to see a message from my wife Angela had come through. I unlocked my phone and opened up the message. It read:

You know we've put off doing the kitchen for 2yrs...??? I think we're going to have to get it done now. Xxx

I sighed and replied:

Why? What exactly is the rush? X

It was only a matter of seconds before my phone pinged again with Angela's response.

I've just dropped a vase from the cupboard above the oven and smashed the oven door ☹ Xxx

I shook my head, realizing that my nice plans for a peaceful evening had well and truly gone. I text Ange and told her not to worry and we'd sort it and put it to the back of my mind for the rest of the afternoon.

Chapter Two:

By the time I arrived home, my wife had cleaned up all of the safety glass from the floor but she was correct, the oven was absolutely useless! "I'm sorry hon," Ange said, "It was an accident, honestly! I know we've wanted a new kitchen for a while but I didn't plan on doing it before Christmas." She added. I reached around her slim waist from behind and pulled her into me. "Don't worry, it needed done to be honest, although you could have timed it better, I don't think we'll get the work done and everything before the holidays." I replied, kissing her neck. "Well at least we have some plans to start at from last time we looked," Angela said, as I slid my hands up the inside of her shirt and onto her taut midriff, toying with her belly-button piercing with my fingers. "That's true but I'm really busy at work at the moment, I know you work part-time as well but I'm going to have to leave a lot of the sorting and stuff up to you, obviously I'll do manual preparation and stuff at nights and weekends but most of the organizing is going to be yours to take care, especially seeing as you broke it!" I replied jokingly. "Okay then, once we've sorted plans and stuff I'll coordinate everything, you just do the work on it when we need it." Angela said, turning and putting her arms round me. "It will look great when it's done and will be totally be worth it," she added, kissing me on the lips. "I'm sure it will be," I replied. In truth, I really was not looking forward to the hard graft I knew I had to come.

Chapter Three:

"Okay then guys, all of the kitchen stuff will be delivered next Wednesday if that's okay?" Sarah, the Kitchen Planner said, putting the phone down and looking at us over the desk. "Wow, so soon?" Angela asked, shocked. In honesty, I was glad she spoke first, I would have sworn. We hadn't really sorted anything preparation wise apart from emptying a few cupboards. "Yes, once an order is placed everything gets going quickly as everything comes from our stock." Sarah explained. I nodded, thinking exactly what I needed to do in the next ten days. I looked at my wife. "We'd better pay Sarah and get home dear, we've got a shit load to do between now and next Wednesday!" I said, standing up.

Chapter Four:

Done. Eventually. I pulled the mask from over my mouth and removed the protective suit's hood. I stood and admired what I'd done over the past few days. Admittedly, Angela had smashed out the cupboards and taken some wall tiles down, but I had taken up the entire floor with a power chisel and ripped the entire ceiling down single-handedly. Now, I was tired. I took some fresh air in outside; Angela came out to join me. "You've been a busy boy," she said, reaching for my hand. "I'm fucked to be honest," I replied, not looking forward to work the next day. "That's a shame, I was hoping to be fucked myself later," she winked at me, smiling. Even in the midst of my tiredness, I felt my cock twitch at the thought. "I'm sure I can manage that task," I replied, kissing my beautiful wife. I could never turn down sex with Angela. Granted, she wasn't quite as adventurous as she was when we first got together but she was still as hot at 35, if not hotter than she was back then. 5 feet 4 inches tall, slim, shoulder length blonde hair with a pair of legs and an ass that are out of this world. I was the envy of many of my friends, especially those in my sports team and even though Angela pretended like I was joking whenever I told her that, she knew deep down that men found her very attractive. "Why don't you go and get yourself a bath and I'll sort dinner?" Angela asked. "Sounds like a plan," I replied, pinching a handful of her ass on my way upstairs.

Chapter Five:

With the kids in bed, Angela and I watched some TV and then we went upstairs ourselves. "Shall I put some porn on?" I asked. "Mmm, sounds good, you sort it while I go and freshen up," Ange said as she shut the bathroom door. We've always enjoyed watching porn together and we've had some really great sex whilst and after watching porn. I set up the laptop cable to the TV and found a great scene from one of the films on the hard drive; a particular favourite of both of ours involving one woman and two men. Angela came back in wearing just her bra and thong, which she promptly removed. Her body is just amazing and I could feel my cock begin to harden as she pressed play and slid her body into bed beside me. She pressed her ass into me and put my hands on her skin. We watched in silence as the action unfolded on screen, beginning with the woman sucking both men's cocks in turn. Making their cocks long, hard and dripping with precum and her saliva. I massaged Ange's beautifully soft skin as we watched. I started with her back, and neck working my way onto her legs. Ange elicited little moans as I rubbed her. I reached round and grabbed her small tits, making sure I tweaked her nipples just a little, making her moan further. Ange reached back and massaged my balls as the action on screen showed one guy devouring the woman's pussy and ass as she greedily swallowed the other guy's length deep into her mouth. Ange ground her gorgeous ass back into my cock as I grabbed at her tits. I could feel the precum working its way onto her ass cheeks as she slowly began massaging the end of my cock and wanking me slowly.

I worked my hand down in between her legs from behind. She slid her legs apart so I could gently massage her outer folds, which I could tell had been freshly shaved. I knew she was horny, as her folds felt full and fleshy. She moaned and wanked me harder as I slipped my middle finger deep inside her wet pussy. "Oh baby," she moaned, leaving my cock and rolling herself onto her back. I thrust another finger deep inside her wetness as Ange spread her legs really wide. Her eyes were locked onto the screen as I glanced; the woman was now on all fours sucking one cock while the other plunged deep inside her dripping wet pussy. I slid myself down the bed and pulled Ange's pussy lips wide apart, dipping my tongue inside her. Ange slid her fingers over her clit and began to frig herself as I tongued her sweet pussy, swirling my tongue over her entrance and deep inside her hole. I reached up to grab her tits and nipples as she began to thrust against my face. Her pussy was dripping wet and I could tell she was close to orgasm as I increased the intensity of the treatment of her breasts and nipples, pulling them and pinching them. I felt her body tense up as she came; thrusting herself hard against my mouth as she moaned herself to climax. As her climax receded, I released her nipples and kissed up her belly before kissing her deeply, allowing her to taste herself as my tongue ploughed into her mouth. "Baby that felt good," she said, looking very flushed. She reached for my cock once again. "Now I think it's your turn for some pleasure," she said.

I sat myself up against the headboard as Angela crawled on all fours between my legs. On screen, the woman was now lying on top of one man riding his cock while the second man was fucking her ass doggy style. Once Ange stuck her ass in the air and licked the precum from the end of my cock though, I couldn't take my eyes off her. She teased the end of my cock before plunging my length deep into her throat making me groan. She wanked me into her mouth as her ass jiggled around. "Baby, stick your ass up and let me imagine another man fucking your pussy as you suck my cock." I said. She duly obliged; looking up into my eyes as she licked up and down my shaft. "Mmm baby," she moaned, taking me inside her mouth again. I closed my eyes, my imagination going wild as I pictured my beautiful wife being spit-roasted by me and another man. "I want you to fuck me," Angela said, clambering up and rubbing my cock around her dripping pussy lips. Inch by inch she lowered herself onto my thick cock before she had me fully inside her.

Gently, she began riding me, increasing her rhythm and speed. "Oh baby, grab my tits," she moaned. I was right on them, squeezing her small mounds hard as she fucked me. I knew I wasn't going to last long, in the background, there were facial cumshots all round and I wanted to see my cum on Ange. I grabbed her and span her so she was on her back. I was now on top of her, drilling into her hot pussy as I pushed her legs back. I could feel myself begin to climax, so I pulled out of her pussy and climbed up so I was over her tits. "Mmm, baby, cum all over my tits," Ange said, massaging her breasts and pulling at her nipples. I wanked myself furiously watching her as an intense orgasm came and I began shooting wads of hot cum all over Ange's tits and neck. I kept cumming and cumming, absolutely covering my beautiful wife's top half in my white, sticky mess. As my orgasm subsided, I collapsed beside Angela, who needed a towel to help clean her covered tits and body. "Now that was fun," I said. "Even if there wasn't someone drilling you from behind as you sucked me," I added, reaching around my very sticky wife as she laughed.

Chapter Six:

"Will you be home before six tonight hon, the Kitchen Fitting guys are coming round?" Ange enquired as we sat eating breakfast on the Tuesday morning before the kitchen delivery. I had already missed the initial meeting and felt slightly guilty. "I'll definitely be back this time, I promise." I replied, finishing off the dregs of my coffee. "Right, I'm just going to brush my teeth and then I'm away, I'll see you around half five." I said, giving Ange and the kids a quick kiss. "Okay hon, see you tonight." Ange shouted after me. I brushed my teeth and headed to the carport.

Chapter Seven:

I could feel my phone vibrating in my pocket. It was five to six and I was still ten minutes from home. I decided that pulling over and taking the call would cost me even more time, so I decided to ignore the call and get home as quickly as I could. I hoped Ange wouldn't be too mad with me but I guessed that the kitchen fitters had arrived. Thankfully, the traffic wasn't too bad and I managed to get home for five past six. I was correct; they had arrived. I grabbed my stuff from the car and ran in. I could hear voices from the kitchen, so I made my way through.

Chapter Eight:

"Ah here he is," said Angela. "Graham, this is Steven and Philip, the kitchen fitters you missed meeting last time and almost this time." She added. I looked at the two guys and then it clicked to me as to why Angela was wearing tan and an unseasonably short skirt for the end of November with a quite skimpy shirt. Steven, who it turned out, was the joiner in the team and Philip did all of the electrical work. They were both good-looking guys in their late twenties with muscular top halves of their bodies. They looked like rugby league type playing guys, a complete contrast to myself. "Evening gents, I'm sorry about my lateness and non-shows. Work has been a bit of a nightmare with it being this time of year." I said, reaching for their hands to shake. Steven laughed, "No worries, I was just saying that Angela has expensive tastes and high demands." He said. "Don't I just know it," I replied. The two guys seemed to know their stuff and were confident that they could get the work done in the timescale we had planned. I was a little concerned that if Angela fluttered her eyelashes at them and spent time flirting in the kitchen with them that would change! "The initial building work on the windows and doors before plastering will take about a week to be totally ready to paint and then, it's down to fitting and electrical work. We'll organize everything but probably won't see you until next Wednesday when we'll start putting everything back together for you. Is that okay?" Philip said, as the two guys were preparing to leave. "Sounds great," Angela said. "I'm really looking forward to seeing things being put back together," She added. "Thanks guys, we'll catch you both next week." I said, as they pulled themselves up into their van.

"Someone looks nice," I said, admiring my wife's tanned legs and arms as we went into the living room. "Thanks, its always good to make an effort," Ange replied, giving me a twirl. "And for whose benefit are you making an effort?" I joked, reaching for her. She fluttered her eyelashes at me, "I have no idea what you are talking about," she replied, feigning shock. "I'm assuming then it was just a coincidence that Steven and Philip happen to be very good-looking and muscular and you being dressed that way on the same day then." I added, kissing her on the lips. She pulled a shocked face. "I hope when they're working you won't be wearing things like that to distract them," I said, reaching up her skirt to grab her ass cheeks. She slapped me playfully and pulled away. "I have no idea what you mean," she mocked. "Anyhow, I thought the idea of that kind of thing would've probably got you going," she added sashaying her way into the kitchen to start on our dinner. She had no idea just how much that idea did get me going...

Chapter Nine:

Thankfully, the week went to plan and everything was set for the two fitters to start working on the following Thursday. They arrived just as I was setting out to work myself. "Morning fellas, hope it all goes as planned today." I said as our paths crossed. "Should be fairly smooth hopefully," Steven said as he hauled his work stuff into the house. I got in the car and set off, looking forward to seeing their progress at teatime.

Chapter Ten:

My phone buzzed.

Kitchen looks great! Xx Said the message, followed by a picture of some units being secured. Steve and Philip were both working in tight t-shirts, which showed off their muscles. I noticed that Philip also had a full sleeve tattoo, which fit in with my rugby league type theory. I smiled as I replied:

The kitchen were you meaning or did you mean the kitchen fitters?! ☺ Xx

Haha! Came the reply, actually now you mention it; both look pretty good! Xx Angela replied playfully.

Don't you go distracting those guys if you want the work done by Christmas! Xx I typed and sent.

So, you think going downstairs in this would be a mistake then? Xx Ange responded, sending through a picture she'd taken of herself in the bedroom mirror. She was wearing her black and hot pink push up bra, matching thong and stockings and looked incredible.

Jesus! There'd only be two tools they'd need if you went anywhere near the kitchen in that! Xx I replied, my cock hardening in my trousers.

Ha! Don't worry; I've put clothes on now to cover them so calm down! Xx Ange replied.

Good! Xx I sent back, returning to my work but distracted by the thought of my beautiful wife in her lingerie wandering around in front of the two men working in the kitchen...

Chapter Eleven:

They even worked Saturday and had made great progress and they were clearly good at their jobs as the kitchen was beginning to look great. We were heading out for the day with the kids and I realized I'd forgotten my wallet, so I nipped back into the house as Ange and the kids waited in the car. I looked around the hall and spied my wallet on the radiator cover. I reached for it and heard Steven's voice. "I would fuck her brains out, that's for sure." I froze; they hadn't heard me come back in. "Too right," replied Philip. "I reckon she'd be really dirty as well. She's fairly quiet but knows she's fit, they're always good fun." He added. "Have you noticed how she spends so much time in here flirting with us when Graham's at work? I reckon she's gagging for one of us two." Steven said. "Maybe both of us... At the same time!" Philip said. "Haha, how many times have we done that now?" Steven asked. "Oh a few and it's always the married ones." Philip replied. "I'd love to see those big brown eyes looking up at me as she sucked my cock," Steven said. "I want to see her ass, it looks incredible in those tight jeans she wears," Philip said.

I was shocked and decided to get back into the car before either of them came out of the kitchen and found me eavesdropping. I slipped out of the front door, my head still full of what I'd just heard.

Chapter Twelve:

I'd had to hold it in during the day but as we lay in bed that night, I finally could tell Angela why it had taken me so long to find my wallet. "You know it took me a while to find my wallet this morning?" I said. "U-huh," Ange replied. "I was just about to pick it up and come back out when I heard Steven and Philip talking in the kitchen." I explained. "O-kay, why did you have to be so nosy?" Ange asked, looking at me, eyebrows raised. "Because they were talking about you." I replied. "Really? And what were they saying?" She asked, propping herself onto her elbow. "I couldn't possibly tell you that, it's a secret," I teased. Angela looked daggers at me. "A joke," I said. "Well, let's just say, you've made quite the impression on those two." I added. "What do you mean?" Angela asked. "Let's just say that both Philip and Steven have taken quite a shine to you." I replied. "So much so that Philip wants to see what you look like when you suck his cock and Steven really wants to see your ‘incredible ass' under your jeans." I added further. Ange went a little red. "You're taking the piss aren't you?" She probed. "I swear, that is exactly what they said." I replied, showing her Scout's Honour. "Oh come on, don't appear that shocked. What do you expect men to do when you've dressed quite as flirtily as you have over the past few weeks and you have apparently flirted with them all the time they've been working, poor lads." I teased. "Maybe I have flirted with them a bit," she admitted eventually after a moment's silence. I smiled at her, "Well as long as you've done it with the sole intention of reducing the price of the bill I don't mind," I joked, reaching for the light switch.

Chapter Thirteen:

On the Monday after the weekend, I realized that I'd forgotten my work iPad, which had a presentation I needed for the afternoon. I thought I'd go home during lunch grab some food and head back to work after. Once 12.10pm came, I grabbed my keys and coat and headed to the car.

Chapter Fourteen:

Pulling up to the house, one of the two worker's vans was on the drive with Angela's car so I pulled onto the street adjacent to the house. I walked around to the front door, which was surprisingly locked. I wandered around through the side gate to the back of the house, expecting Steven or Philip to be working in the kitchen where the sliding doors would be open. I peered in, no one was about but the door slid open. I just assumed that they'd gone together for some lunch or some equipment. Everything downstairs seemed quiet, which was odd so I wandered through the dining room to the living room and into the hall. I was just about to shout hello, when I heard a low moan coming from upstairs. I froze. Then a voice and a low moan again. My heart began to pound as step by step, I climbed the stairs, holding on to the rail. The moaning became louder as I tiptoed across the landing towards where the noise appeared to be coming from, our bedroom. The door was ajar. My heart was nearly thumping out of my chest and, as I nudged the door open slightly more, I felt my anger rise. My eyes nearly fell out at what I saw...

Chapter Fifteen:

My gorgeous wife was on all fours, facing away from the door, her ass stuck up in the air. Behind her, tongue buried deep inside her pussy was Steven, absolutely naked. Angela's thong was pulled right to one side and she only had a bra on her top half. She was moaning and pushing herself back onto Steven's tongue to meet him as he lapped at her. "Oh that feels good," Angela moaned, grasping the bed sheets. I was about to burst in and shock the pair of them when I realized that my cock was absolutely rock hard and I was as horny as fuck watching this. What was wrong with me?! Steven slapped Ange's ass cheeks periodically as he licked her shaven pussy. He pulled her wide apart and tongued around her wet hole and occasionally let his tongue graze over the outside of her ass hole as he teased her. "Mmm, that feels good," she moaned. I saw Ange reach back to massage her clit as Steven gave her pussy and ass a good licking. "Don't stop doing that," she said. Steven seemed more than willing to oblige and he wanked himself as he feasted on Angela's dripping wet hole. I could sense Angela's familiar build towards orgasm as Steven continued to swirl his tongue all over her pussy and ass. He pulled her wide apart and dipped his tongue between her wet hole and her tight little ass hole as she began to orgasm all over his face. "Oh, I'm cumming!" She exclaimed, moaning loudly as Steven slowly got her off. She collapsed flat onto the bed as Steven kissed up her ass and back before sitting himself on the side of the bed as my wife rolled herself onto her side and sat up, kissing him deeply as she unclasped her bra, allowing her small, perky tits to spill free. I moved back from the door as Angela stood up and moved herself onto her knees in front of Steven. I peered back around the door and almost gasped at the size of Steven's cock from side on; it must have been almost eight inches long. I'd had enough of just watching by this point, so I quietly unbuckled my pants and allowed them to fall to the floor. I took my cock in my hand and began to slowly wank myself as I watched my wife stroking and admiring this huge cock in her hands...

She slowly rubbed her thumb over Steven's swollen member, making him moan as she did so. She leaned forward and very slowly peeled his foreskin back and licked the huge amount of precum from the end of Steven's cock. She slowly began to swirl her tongue around Steven's sensitive end, devouring his precum as soon as it emerged. "Mmm, you taste so good," she moaned, wanking Steven as she looked up. "Take me deep in your mouth like a good slut," Steven said, guiding my wife by holding her hair and pushing her towards his large cock. She duly obliged, opening her mouth and taking Steven deep inside her throat. "Just like that," he said, pulling her hair and making his cock pop out of her mouth as he forced her to look up him, my wife's gorgeous blonde hair in his hand. "Now, I want you to suck my cock like the dirty little bitch that you are," he ordered. I pumped my cock harder and harder in my hand. Angela began to suck Steven's cock with vigor; his head falling back in pleasure. I know how he felt; Angela's blowjobs are incredible. She bobbed up and down on his cock, varying between that and swirling her tongue over his bell end as she wanked him. "I want to fuck you right now," Steven muttered, grabbing Angela under her armpits and manhandling her onto all fours on the bed. He stood beside the bed and pulled her back towards his roughly. "Mmm baby," Ange moaned as Steven positioned his swollen cock at the entrance to her tight wet pussy, giving me a great view from sideways on. Inch by inch, up to the hilt, Steven slid his cock deep inside my wife's dripping wet pussy, making her squirm on the bed, bending forwards and pushing her ass up towards Steven. "Oohhh," she moaned, beginning to push back as her walls stretched to accommodate Steven's large length. Steven managed her expertly with his muscular frame, his abdominal muscles flexing as he gathered his pace and began to fuck my wife with intensity. By now, I was seriously close to cumming as I pumped my cock in my hand watching my gorgeous wife being manhandled by another man.

Steven's cock was pumping in and out of Angela now. He was glistening in her pussy juice as he thrust inside her. "Your pussy is so tight," he grunted, pulling her hair roughly and grabbing her tits with his hands. "Mmm that feels so good," Ange moaned at him. By now Steven was ramming her so hard and I could tell he was going to cum soon. He sucked his thumb into his mouth and began to rub it round Ange's tight little ass hole as he slowed his thrusting briefly. She moaned and pushed back onto his cock and thumb as he increased his pace and gently slid his thumb inside her sacred hole up to the hilt. "Oh baby, you're such a good slut." Steven said, thrusting his cock into my wife's pussy as his thumb rammed up her bum. "Mmm, I am a good slut," Angela moaned, reaching back between her legs to massage Steven's big heavy balls as they slapped against her. I was sure she was swirling her finger around the outside of his asshole but maybe it was accidental. "I want you to cum deep inside your slut," Angela said, looking over her shoulder at Steven. "You want me to fill up your dirty cheating pussy with my cum do you?" Steven replied, slapping her ass cheeks hard. "Oh yes, fill up my cheating pussy with your spunk right now!" Ange exclaimed. I grabbed my handkerchief from my trousers pocket. Steven thrust his head back and moaned, thumb deep inside my wife's arse as he shot what seemed like an eternity's worth of cum deep inside my wife's tight pussy. Almost simultaneously, I shot my load into my handkerchief, my knees almost giving way. Ange collapsed forward onto the bed and Steven fell on top of her, their sweaty bodies recovering together on the bed. My wife pumped full of his hot cum, was spent, as I was. As silently as I could, I inched my trousers back up and, before I could be caught, slipped silently down the stairs, grabbing my Ipad on the way out. Before the car could be seen and with my head still not quite believing what I'd seen, I headed back to work without any lunch!

Chapter Sixteen:

I was intrigued as to what Angela would say when I got in. I was assuming that this was the first time she had done something like this. "Hi hon, good day?" Angela said as she fixed us some family dinner. She looked amazing as always; tight jeans accentuating her ass and her tanned arms showing off her blouse well. She looked like the perfect wife, blonde hair glowing and eyes shining. "Yes thanks darling," I replied. "How about you?" I asked. "Yes, good thanks, Steven and Philip have worked hard today," Angela replied. I stifled a laugh. "I bet they have, Steven is an especially hard worker," I said, admiring the developments in the kitchen but I felt Angela look my way as I wandered through the almost-finished kitchen. "Yes, they both are," Ange replied. "I can see just how hard they've worked," I said. "Things are looking very fine indeed," I said, settling down with the kids for dinner.

Chapter Seventeen:

I clambered in to bed, the bed where not much more than nine hours earlier, my wife had fucked another man at about 10.30pm. I held her and turned her to face me, rubbing her soft skin under her night shirt and over her soft buttocks and legs. "Mmm, that feels nice," Angela said, closing her eyes. "Your skin always does," I replied, moving to her perky tits and nipples. "I called back at lunch for my Ipad but I didn't think that anyone was in," I said. Angela's eyes opened as I carried on rubbing her sexy body. "Why didn't you call?" She asked, puzzled. "Thought I'd surprise you," I said, rubbing her gorgeous ass cheeks, pulling them apart. "Instead though, you managed to surprise me!" I said. "W-what do you mean?" Angela asked, looking worried. "Well, the front door was locked but the car was here and I didn't have my house keys of course!" I said. She looked relieved. "Oh right," she mumbled. "I must've locked it because I was cleaning upstairs." She explained, unconvincingly. "Ah right, so it wasn't because you didn't want anyone walking in on Steven and you fucking each other then?" I asked. Angela's eyes met mine. "You saw that?!" She whispered, crestfallen. "I did," I replied, continuing to rub her. "I actually watched the whole thing from the door there," I added, nodding towards the door. "W-weren't you mad?" She asked, looking very upset. "I'm so sorry," she said. "I've never done anything like that before, I feel terrible." She added. "I'll show you how terrible I feel," I said, grabbing her hand and sliding it down to my rock hard cock. "A-aren't you angry?" She asked as she rubbed my rock hard cock slowly. "I was at first but then I realized my cock was rock hard watching you being a dirty, little slut so I had to play with myself as I watched." I told her quietly as she began to wank my cock. "Really?" She asked. "You were absolutely loving it, don't pretend you weren't. You were enjoying being a dirty slut for him." I said, sliding my hand in between Angela's legs and parting them. "I did enjoy it, you're right. I've not felt like that before and it felt so naughty," she replied. The wetness was not just around her pussy, her legs were soaked with juice. "I can tell, your pussy is fucking drenched you dirty little whore. " I said. I knelt up and unbuttoned Ange's nightshirt and pulled it off, leaving her naked and spread on her back, panting in front of me. I looked down on my gorgeous wife and parted her legs once more, looking down at her red pussy, with juice smeared all over her lips and onto her legs. I pushed her legs right back and crept between her them, inhaling the heady aroma of her well-fucked pussy. "You can't," she said. "Stop me then," I replied, ramming my tongue deep inside her slutty pussy. Her juices tasted slightly salty still but I was so aroused and hard I just wanted to taste her. I danced my tongue in and out of her pussy before pushing her legs right back and tasting the bud of her bum hole. "Oh fuck!" Angela exclaimed. "I love that," she added. "I know, I watched another man do it to you this afternoon you dirty whore," I winked at her, resuming my feast on her tight pussy, occasionally allowing my tongue to drift over and graze the outside of her asshole.

She was so wet I just added further to it by drenching her pussy, ass and clit with my tongue. "Oh baby, keep doing that, it feels so good," Ange toyed roughly with her own tits and nipples, tweaking them as I powered her sensitive areas with my mouth. I thrust two fingers inside her pussy and realized it wasn't enough for her, so I soon pushed two more into her wetness. Her normally tight pussy, slackened by Steven's cock and more lubrication than I've ever seen, easily swallowed my four fingers. I withdrew two and rubbed them around her slippery asshole. "Mmm, put them in me baby, I want fingers in my pussy and ass." She said, thrusting against me. I duly obliged, not even bothering to ease in; I slipped the tips of my two fingers up her sacred passage before sliding them right the way up her arse. My torture on her clit continued with my mouth as my fingers penetrated both of her holes. Ange grasped at her tits and thrust onto my face and fingers as her orgasm approached quickly. "I'm gonna cum baby," she said. "Imagine it's two cocks filling you up as I lick your clit," I replied. "Oh baby!" Ange said. Her back arched up as she came loudly, pussy and ass filled with fingers and her hands filled with her own tits. She collapsed back to the bed, breathing heavily as I withdrew my slick fingers from her tight, wet holes with a plop. "That felt fucking amazing," Angela said, reaching to kiss me deeply, her tongue dancing in my mouth as we kissed. "Someone has had a lot of attention today!" I said, grabbing her tits and sucking her sensitive nipples, despite her protestations. "I think my cock deserves a good sucking now, don't you?" I asked, spinning myself to the exact position where Steven had been earlier in the day. I had the mirror behind Angela so I could see her gorgeous, tanned back as she worked on my hard cock. She slid her naked body around me and kneeled between my legs, stroking my cock in her hand. "I've been here before," Angela said, looking up into my eyes as she slowly wanked me off. "I know, I was watching and wanking if you remember me saying," I replied. "Now, suck my cock like the dirty little slut wife that you are!" I exclaimed. Ange smiled and took me deep into her mouth, making me sigh loudly.

Ange pushed herself up and I could see the wetness of her pussy and ass as she sucked me with wanton abandon. She lifted my balls and tongued them before working on my perineum with her tongue. "You like your wife being a dirty slut then?" Ange asked, looking as innocent as she could. "I certainly do," I replied. "More than that, I love watching you being a slut!" I added as she resumed the intense cock sucking, her fingers grabbing my balls and fingers dancing round my asshole deftly as she took care of my cock with her mouth. Angela thrust her ass up in the air, the wetness of her pussy coating her thighs, glistening in the light of the room as she slurped on my cock. I could feel myself approaching orgasm and began to thrust gently into my wife's throat, making her gag a little and moan. "Oh baby, I'm gonna cum," I moaned, as Ange slowed her pace, taking me deeper into her mouth, swirling her tongue around my head. I pulled out of her and stood up, cock in hand, wanking myself. "Kneel up for me and put your head back," I ordered. "Yes Master!" Angela joked but duly obliged. My pretty wife was kneeling before me, fluttering her eyelashes up at me while rubbing her tits and nipples. "Finger yourself and coat your nipples in your juice," I said, furiously playing with myself. "Mmm," Ange moaned, swirling her fingers deep inside herself, first one hand then the other, before coating her nipples in her love juice. "Oh baby," I moaned. My orgasm hit hard, Angela closed her eyes and kept her mouth tight shut as I came hard. My hot, white cum sprayed from my cock all over her face. Some flew over her head onto the carpet, some coated her blonde hair but most of my load sprayed all over her pretty little face. I sat back down to recover and admired my slutty little wife, covered in hot spunk, kneeling on our bedroom floor. "Would you like a towel dear?" I asked, kneeling to kiss my wife. "Mm hm," she mumbled through spunk-covered lips.

After we had cleaned up and showered, we lay in bed. "Well, I wouldn't have thought tomorrow could be as exciting as today has been!" I exclaimed, hugging Angela tightly. "Well, er it might be, for me at least," Angela replied nervously. "And why's that then?" I asked curiously. "I think Steven might be fancying a repeat performance of today's action, in fact, he definitely does." She replied, turning to me. My heart began to thud. "What would you like to do?" I asked, propping myself up and looking at my beautiful wife. "I don't know, what would you like me to do?" She replied. Very clever Ange I thought; let me make the decision. I made it easy for her. "I'd like you to act like a dirty little slut for him but only on one condition." I replied. "And what's that then?" She probed. "That I can watch from the walk-in wardrobe when you do slut it up for him." I answered. "I'm sure we can arrange that," she replied, reaching to kiss me deeply.

Chapter Eighteen:

My morning at work consisted of very little in the way of worthwhile production. My mind was working overdrive as to what my lunchtime treat was going to be today. I literally couldn't believe how slutty my normally textbook ‘good' wife was acting. Even a week ago I could not have envisaged the shenanigans we were experiencing currently.

My phone buzzed on the desk; it was Angela:

Morning again, is there anything specifically you think I should wear for this lunchtime's instalment? Xxx

I thought about the lingerie my wife had for a couple of minutes, then it came to me. She had a really nice black padded and push up bra with small patches of hot pink on it and a matching thong. When she wore these with her stockings and a pair of heels, my cock always came close to exploding, even without any contact. I texted her back and told her to wear a dressing gown on the top, covering everything and, stand with her back to the door when Steven came in and just slip it down when he entered the bedroom so I could see from my vantage point. I was absolutely delighted when she agreed. I also requested that when she'd finished, that she put on a pair of slightly bigger knickers as I wanted to see how wet she was.

The rest of the morning dragged by and I was clockwatching until 11.30, when I called time on my morning and headed for the car.

Chapter Nineteen:

I parked the car about a five-minute walk from home, so as not to alert our two workmen as to my presence. Thankfully, the back of our house is separated from the front by a large fence so I knew, provided they weren't around the work van, that they wouldn't have a clue that I'd returned home. As I rounded the corner, my heart was beating loudly in my chest. I slipped the phone out of my pocket and text Angela:

I'm on the corner of Hyam Lane, unlock the front door slyly and let me in X

Within seconds, the reply of: Okay x came back. Nervously, I crept down our driveway and thankfully could hear loud work coming from inside the house. Angela appeared in the porch in her gown, quickly opened the door and allowed me very surreptitiously to ease myself into the house, quickly scale the stairs and enter our bedroom in a matter of seconds. As soon as I got inside our (thankfully) sizeable walk in wardrobe, I was able to discard my jacket and trousers and make myself far more comfortable on a stool, which I had cleverly placed in there earlier that morning. Angela slipped into the room and opened up the wardrobe door. She had clearly spent a lot of time on her hair and make-up that morning and looked gorgeous. She never really looked 35 in honesty but today she definitely didn't. "You look beautiful," I said, slipping my arm round her and kissing her deeply after probing her lips. "Don't ruin the make up and hair!" She joked, pulling away and reaching for her heels. She slipped them onto her stockinged feet, instantly accentuating her amazing legs and hitching her gown further up her thighs. "What happens now?" I whispered. "I'll text Steven and ask him to pop upstairs when he is free and we'll see what happens," Angela replied, kissing me and slipping her phone out of her pocked. Quickly she typed a message. "Done!" She said. The two minutes between sending and receiving a reply seemed like an eternity. "Quick! Shut that door a bit, he's coming upstairs now," Angela hurried the door shut, leaving me with a perfect view of the bedroom without any chance of being seen by anyone else. I could hear footsteps on the stairs, heavy. Steven had not even bothered to remove his boots before coming up for his second helping. Angela slipped off the gown and threw it inside the en suite bathroom, before turning to face the door. Time seemed to stand still. She looked absolutely stunning. Her perky breasts pushed up, her flat, taut pierced navel and her long, tanned legs and covered by thigh high stockings all topped off with killer heels. Steven was in for a treat. When the door opened however, Angela got more of a shock than she had bargained for. It wasn't Steven entering the bedroom it was Philip. She gasped but he strode in slowly and confidently. "Don't mind me barging in but Steven said that he'd had a go at a job up here yesterday but felt that two men might be able to tackle it better than one, what do you think?" Philip asked, smirking at my wife. "Erm, I hadn't thought about it really?" Angela replied nervously, glancing my way in the wardrobe. I froze myself! I had not anticipated this shock. I couldn't do anything; there was no way I was going to give myself up in this situation. Philip then stripped off his tight fitting t-shirt revealing his very muscular top half to my wife. His tattoos covered all of his arms and his torso. We couldn't have been any more different. I could see Angela biting her lip while her eyes scanned up and down his body. "I guess it would be a good idea to have a second opinion and pair of hands to help out," she said moving towards Philip. "I'll just give Steven a shout and he can come and help me out then," Philip replied, sliding his phone out of his pocket as Angela ran her hands over his muscles while he texted his work mate. Angela had her arms draped around Philip's neck and his were round her waist as they kissed passionately by the time Steven made his way into our bedroom.

Chapter Twenty:

Wow! Now this I hadn't expected! Ever since the relatively early days of our relationship, Ange and I had talked about sexual fantasies and she'd told me stories of things she would imagine had happened. Never had we acted upon them and, in all honesty, these things had stopped in the 5-6 years since we'd had our kids. Forget having two women (although I'm not put off by the idea!) my biggest fantasy was for me and another man to be able to have our way with my gorgeous wife. I have absolutely no idea why this turned me on so much; most men would be really angered by the idea of their girl with another man but not me. My cock would always be rock hard when we had talked about it or watched porn where 2-3 guys were taking on a woman, as I would imagine Angela being the woman in the scene. In short, the idea drove me wild. My only regret was that it wasn't me out there in bedroom at the present moment...

Chapter Twenty One:

No sooner had Steven got in the room he stripped off his own top and worked his way around behind Angela. He kissed her neck, biting gently on her soft skin while caressing her shoulders as she kissed Philip deeply, their tongues clashing and dancing together. She broke away from Philip and turned her neck to allow herself to kiss Steven, craning to access his mouth as her bra straps fell down onto the tops of her arms. Philip was meanwhile caressing her waist and stomach as they kissed. Angela stood, enjoying being rubbed by these two men, knowing I was watching no more than 4 yards away. She spent a few minutes working her way between the two of them, kissing them more passionately as time slipped by, their hands roaming all over my wife's smooth, tanned skin as they enjoyed her succumbing to their foreplay.

Eventually, Steven's hands worked their way onto Ange's breasts, caressing them through her bra. She allowed her head to go back and whispered to him to slip off her bra. He duly obliged, unclasping her bra and easing the straps down before throwing it off onto the floor. He grabbed round again at Angela's tiny but perky A cup breasts as she once again thrust her tongue into Philip's mouth. As soon as she finished with Philip he pushed Steven's hands off Ange's tits and sucked and licked at her small, bullet-like nipples, making her moan deep in her throat as she kissed Steven. By this point, she was gaining confidence and began to rub each of the guy's crotches as she kissed them. She pushed them both away from her, standing before them, naked except for her thong, stockings and heels. Her small, perky tits still damp from Philip's licking and sucking. "I think it's time I inspected those tools you are going to be using guys, don't you?" Ange asked, pointing at Steven and Philip's trousers. "Why don't you both sit down and take those pants off to see whether these tools are going to be up for the job?" She pressed on. Steven and Philip both laughed and sat down, undoing their belts and sliding their trousers down and kicking their work boots off. Ange made sure that I could see everything by positioning herself really well. "Boxer shorts as well," Angela instructed. Steven was first to be completely naked and his cock was standing to full attention, foreskin half back over his swollen bellend as he stood beside the bed. Philip wasn't far behind him in the speed stakes however and was soon completely naked himself. I cast my eyes to his cock and gasped slightly. I'm not small myself at six and a half inches with a thick girth, Steven's was around eight inches but Philip's was at least nine to nine and a half inches long and quite thick! I could tell by Angela's reaction that she was quite taken aback. I was wondering how on Earth she was going to tackle this situation as, like me, I'm sure that she didn't expect somewhere in the region of eighteen inches of cock was going to be on offer! "Hmm, I think these nice, big tools will be perfect for the job gentlemen," Angela said, confidently stroking and admiring the lengths of cock in front of her. "I'm sure we'll be able to use them properly for the job as well," Philip said as Angela watched her small hand coaxing the huge cock in her grasp, her hand sliding up and down the shaft of Philip's length, toying his foreskin back and forth over his glistening bellend. "Oh, I have no doubt about that," Angela replied, dropping to her knees in front of the two workmen.

She continued to admire the two guy's cocks, one in her right and one in her left hand. She lent forward and tongued at the end of Steven's cock as she gently squeezed his shaft forcing a drop of precum to fall onto her tongue. "Mmm," Steven gasped as Ange peeled his foreskin back and tongued all over his swollen, red bellend. She then moved on to Philip, taking the time to admire his huge weapon and making sure I got a great view of her swirling her tongue all over his sensitive glans before tugging his foreskin back and ravishing his precum covered bellend. Steven was wanking himself watching his mate getting tongued by my wife and his conquest from the previous day. Angela moved between the two of them, teasing their sensitive ends, before Philip instructed her to move onto the bed and get herself on all fours.

Angela needed no second asking. She kicked off the heels and positioned herself on all fours on the bed. My wife looks amazing on all fours and by now my cock was rock hard. I began to stroke myself as I watched what was happening. Steven positioned himself in front of Ange, kneeling up so his cock could easily slip into her mouth. Philip, cock in hand, walked himself round and stood behind Angela. Leaning forward, he kissed my wife's gorgeous ass cheeks and gently bit at her buttocks. I could hear her moan slightly as he did so. He sucked and gently bit at her ass while her head bobbed back and forth on Steven's cock. "She a good cock sucker, Ste?" Philip asked, in between bites. "Incredible mate," Steven replied, pulling at my wife's hair as she savoured his length. Philip pulled at my wife's thong, moving it to the side, admiring her clean-shaven slit and ass hole from behind. He took in her scent. I could see from yards away that she was soaked and her pussy lips were wide open and wet. Philip blew gently on her parts as he pulled her ass cheeks apart and massaged them roughly, making her moan some more. "We don't need this anymore," Philip said, roughly ripping Angela's tiny thong clean in two and throwing it aside like a piece of rubbish. He started to tongue at my wife's pussy. Instantly Steven's cock fell from her mouth as she moaned, continuing to wank him with her hand. She became accustomed to Philip's tongue teasing at her pussy and she sucked hard on Steven's cock, moaning deep in her throat if he occasionally grazed her clit. Steven began to thrust into Ange's mouth, occasionally making her gag. Philip moved back and shoved two thick fingers inside Ange's pussy. She could barely control herself as she thrust back on them. He leaned forward and ran his tongue straight over Ange's asshole, making her buck back and forth even more. Philip began devouring her asshole with his tongue as his fingers worked her wet hole. "Mmm, that feels so good," Ange said, looking back over her shoulder at Philip. "You taste fucking good you dirty little slut," Philip said back to her. "Steven, come and taste this ass, she's incredible this one." Philip said, gesturing for Steven to swap places with him. Steven moved off his knees, saliva dripping from his cock as he slid in behind Ange, sliding three fingers deep inside her without delay. Ange grabbed our duvet as Philip nudged his huge cock in between her lips as Steven began assaulting her asshole with his tongue. My own cock was dripping wet now and my hankie was taking some serious stick! "Yer not wrong Phil, she tastes fucking amazing for a slut." Steven said. "Fuck her mouth while I do this," Steven added, pulling my wife's ass cheeks wide apart and dipping his tongue deep inside her asshole. "Nggghhh," came the muffled cry as Steven tongued the inside of her bum while Philip thrust his cock to Ange's gag reflex giving him a really messy blow job. I was wanking furiously at this point, thoroughly enjoying the show. Philip pulled his cock out of Ange's mouth dripping spit everywhere. He leaned forward and kissed her deeply. "Now it's time to repay the favour." Philip said, turning himself around so that his own ass was in my wife's face. He bent forwards so his own asshole was available to her. Angela delayed for a few seconds as Steven continued his tongue and finger work in her holes. "It's not going to lick itself you little slut," Philip said, moving himself back towards Ange's face. Her tongue darted out and began to work its way around the outside of Philip's hairy asshole. I felt a little angry at this point. Angela hadn't rimmed me in almost ten years and now, in our own bed, she was tonguing a relative stranger's ass. She always said she didn't want to do it anymore and now look at her I thought. Little slut! She gradually upped her pace and then, as she really got into it, pulled Philip's ass cheeks apart and thrust her tongue in and out of his asshole. He loved it, calling her all sorts. She used to give great rim jobs from what I could remember and he certainly loved it. I could tell that Ange wasn't far from climaxing though and, as she thrust her tongue into Philip's ass, she began to cum loudly with Steven fingering her hole and tonguing her bum. As she came down, she collapsed face down onto the bed. Philip moved himself around off the bed and Steven as well, leaving Ange, sweating and satisfied, collapsed on the bed. "She knows how to rim well this one," said Philip. "I fancy a bit more while her clit recovers a bit, what say you?" he added. "Sounds good pal," Steven replied. "Ange, get on your knees now while we lie down, you haven't time to take it easy, you can do that with your husband not us." Steven said. Angela slowly moved herself off the bed and the two guys lay on their backs and pulled their legs up. "Let's see you use that tongue a bit more until your clit recovers," said Steven. "Yes sirs," replied Angela with a mock salute. She leaned forward and pulled Steven's ass cheeks apart. "I love licking you guys there anyway," she said, looking in my direction as she did so. Little bitch I thought, as I watched her tongue flit between the two workmen's assholes.

After a few minutes of rimming the guys senseless, Angela stood up, grabbing a cock in each hand. "As much as I like licking your asses, I really need a hard cock inside me, question is, who is going to be first?" She asked, wanking the guys. I could see from my vantage point the wetness from Ange's hole had smeared all down the back of her legs. She was literally dripping wet. "You won't be able to handle my cock first as much of a slut as you are so Steven is going to have to loosen you up a bit I reckon," Philip said. "Sounds good to me," Ange said. "Get yourself on all fours and suck Phil's cock then while I fuck you," Steven said, roughly pushing Ange onto the bed and positioning himself behind my wife's gorgeous ass. He grabbed his cock at the base and rubbed his bellend around her wet hole. "I think you'd have been alright in here, she's fucking dripping," said Steven, thrusting his way into Angela's pussy. "No condom?" Philip asked as Angela sucked his cock deeply. "Nah, sluts like this don't need to use them," Steven replied, slapping Angela's ass as he began to fuck her harder. "Mmm," she gagged. "You like that do you?" Steven asked, slapping her again. "Mm yeah," Ange replied. "Slap my ass as you fuck me," she said. Steven needed no second asking and regularly slapped Angela as he drilled harder and deeper inside her hole, leaving a red hand mark on her ass cheek. I could see the saliva dripping from Ange's chin as she tried to take as much of Philip's length into her mouth as the two men spit-roasted her on our bed. I had to stop playing with my cock as I was about to cum watching this live sex show. The two men swapped positions; Ange took Steven's cock, dripping with her own cunt juice, into her mouth, lapping her wetness off it eagerly. This was another thing she would never do with me and I made a note to make sure I did it to her in future at some point! "Your dirty little pussy taste good, Ange?" Asked Steven, pulling her hair roughly. "Mmm," Angela moaned in reply, cock buried in her mouth. Philip meanwhile had his huge member in his hand and was readying himself. "Are you ready for my cock then?" He asked. Ange nodded, removing Steven from her mouth. "Put it in me now. I want you deep inside me." She replied. Philip wasted no time rubbing his swollen end around Angela's wet fuck hole before sliding himself, inch by inch, deep inside my wife. Eventually he was nine inches deep inside her and he very gently started thrusting. Ange had to stop sucking cock as her walls stretched to accommodate Philip. "Fuck you're big!" She shouted. "Wait until I'm ramming it into you, then you'll know what big feels like you dirty little whore," Philip replied, making Ange smile over her shoulder at him. "Give it to me then, I want it hard, now I'm used to it I can barely feel your cock," she joked, pushing back onto him. Slapping her ass, Philip began to assault my wife's pussy with his cock. Ange moaned as he rammed her really hard, every time he thrust in, Angela's pussy squelched loudly with wetness. She was positively gushing pussy juice from her hole; I had never seen her this wet.

Philip pulled her ass cheeks wide apart, the view of his huge cock slamming into my wife's pussy was unobstructed. I began wanking once again. He sucked his thumb making it wet then began to rub it around the outside of Ange's asshole. "Oh yeah," she moaned, in between sucks. "You like that do you?" Philip asked, thumbing harder. "Mmm," Ange gagged in reply. He withdrew his thumb and spat onto her puckered hole, massaging his thumb into her until it was buried deep in her tight ass up to its hilt. Once again, he began thrusting hard inside her with his cock, doubling Ange's pleasure with his thumb locked deep inside her back passage. He began alternating thrusting his thumb in and out of her ass as his massive weapon pounded her pussy, every so often he would spit on her bum making it even slippier when combined with her pussy juice. He withdrew his thumb and slipped first one, then two and then a third finger in there. I was amazed that she could take all of this inside her with Philip's huge dick in her pussy. Not only was she taking it, she was loving it, urging Philip to do it harder to her.

Philip withdrew his fingers and cock from her pussy leaning forward to give both holes a complimentary lick, making Ange giggle a little as he tickled her holes with his tongue. "I think you should ride Steven's cock now, Ange," Philip ordered. "I think he's watched me fucking your slutty pussy for far too long now," he added. Steven slid himself down into position, lying on his back and Angela duly obliged Philip's instructions and slid herself down onto his meaty cock, enjoying taking every inch right up to the hilt. I could see the sweat of my wife's back glistening with beads of sweat as she began to ride Steven with more intensity, her stockings sliding on the bed sheets as she moaned on his cock. Philip moved himself onto the bed and, cock in hand, inched closer in behind Angela as she rode Steven's hard pole. He was wanking himself slowly. He lay his hand on Ange's upper back and pushed her forwards until she was flat against Steven's chest, her small tits pressed into him. "Now just relax while I sort this out," Philip said. He spat on his cock and also dribbled spit down Ange's already soaked asshole. I knew what was coming next. My greatest fantasy was about to come true, the only problem was, I was only watching!

"Hold her ass cheeks wide apart mate," Philip instructed Steven who duly obliged, pulling Angela's cheeks as wide apart as he could. Her pussy was stretched full with his cock, which she had stopped riding periodically. The bud of her asshole was stretched slightly open and Philip began to nudge his head around the entrance to her bum. I was sure Angela wouldn't be able to accommodate these two cocks but I was determined to see whether she could before she gave up! Angela and Steven kissed passionately as Philip gradually eased the head of his cock into my wife's back passage. She pulled away from Steven and moaned. Philip continued to rub his cock in a circular fashion to ease off the tightness. "Oh fuck that feels good," Angela moaned. "Do you want more in?" Philip asked, rubbing her sexy lower back. "Mmmm," Ange replied as Philip eased another couple of inches inside her. "Oh baby, fuck me gently until its all in me," Angela said, very slowly pushing back onto Philip's huge cock. He grabbed her hips and gently started thrusting inside her, occasionally stopping to spit on his cock and her tight back passage. "I want it all in me, right now," Angela gasped. "I'm going to come really soon and I want to feel you before you have to stop," she said. "You've asked for it you dirty little whore, you can have it now," Philip replied, pushing his huge cock fully inside my wife's sacred hole. "Owww baby, don't stop!" Angela replied, both of her holes filled with nearly eighteen inches of hard cock. I was wanking furiously now as the two workmen pounded my wife's holes. "I'm gonna cum soon," Steven gasped. "I think we all are," moaned Philip pounding himself inside Ange's bumhole. "I'm coming nowwwww," shouted Ange, her body tensing up. The tightening of her ass and pussy made Philip and Steven cum simultaneously, all three moaning together and the two guys pumping gallons of hot cum deep inside my wife's tight holes. Only three or four yards away, fireworks went off as I came myself, stifling my moans as I sprayed spunk all over my handkerchief. Eventually I got my composure back and cleaned up.

Philip pulled out first, slapping Angela's ass as he climbed off the bed as he headed for the bathroom. I could see his cum beginning to escape from Angela's gaping bum hole as she lay on Steven, kissing him deeply. He broke away. "I'm gonna have to move too, we've got to go to the merchant's before this afternoon's work can be done," he said, pushing Angela aside. I worked out that the lads had got what they'd wanted and now they wouldn't hang around, which was perfect! I was right; they cleaned themselves up and dressed. Before they left our bedroom, they each leaned down to suck on Angela's tiny nipples as she tried to straighten herself up on the bed.

Chapter Twenty-Two:

As I'd requested, she pulled a pair of larger knickers on before she stood up. She tiptoed round the bed to the curtains and peeked through the gap. She turned, looking like she'd been dragged about all night, nipples and tits bright red from being sucked and groped, hand marks on her body and ass cheeks and a whole mixture of bodily fluids dripping down her legs. I could feel myself getting hard again even though it had only been five or ten minutes since I had cum. "Why don't you come out now, they've gone." Angela said. I didn't need asked twice.

Chapter Twenty-Three:

"That was fucking amazing," I said, tearing my shirt off. "It was fucking intense, that's for sure," Angela replied, kissing me. I could taste the saltiness of cock and ass on her mouth and lips. "You didn't mind anything I did?" She asked. "Well actually, now you mention it, I want you to get your tongue around my ass hole you filthy little slut." I replied, lying myself on my back on the bed. "Well, I guess I can't argue after that," Ange said, pushing my legs back. I gasped as her tongue firstly tickled and teased my bum and then dipped inside. It felt fucking amazing. She moved between sucking my cock and licking my ass. I felt like I'd died and gone to heaven.

I stood up and we kissed passionately. "Get on the bed now on your back," I ordered. I pulled Angela's legs apart and eyed the wet patches on the knickers she had put on. I inhaled the heady aroma of her cunt and ass mixed with cum. I licked her from her ass crack to her clit through her knicker material. "Oh baby, that feels good," Angela moaned. I rived her knickers down and feasted my eyes on her destroyed pussy and ass, which were looking very well used to say the least. "Poor baby, your little pussy and ass look well-fucked," I said, looking up at her whilst rubbing around her. "Very, very well fucked indeed," she replied. I thrust my tongue deep inside her pussy, tasting the mix of her juice and saltiness of cum. She was loving it right now and I couldn't resist doing the same to her gaping bum hole, my tongue dipping inside there as her juices ran out of her sacred hole. I stood up, "I haven't got much time myself so I'm going to finish off by using both of your holes myself," I said, powering myself inside her wet pussy. "Oh God," Angela said, grabbing the sheets as I rammed her. Her fingers made their way to her little clit. My hands made for her breasts, slapping them and pulling on her nipples. I pulled out of her pussy, cum and juice smeared all over my cock. I pushed against her bum hole. I didn't need to warm her up; my cock almost fell inside her normally tight passage. I built up my speed as her fingers did. I was my own wife as nothing more than a fuck tool, ramming my hard dick deep inside her ass. "I'm coming again!" She moaned, her body spasming round my hardness. I was close myself and pulled her from the bed into a kneeling position on the floor. "A good slut needs a load in every hole and one has missed out," I said, wanking myself over her face. "Open your mouth, now," I ordered. Ange put her head back and opened wide. I came, my knees buckling as cum spewed out of my cock into her mouth and all over her pretty little face. Angela swallowed my load like a good slut.

I quickly nipped into the bathroom to clean up and sort myself to return to work, dropping Angela a towel off on my way past. "I somehow don't think you'll be up for any action tonight dear," I said, casting my eye my over my normally pristine wife who was at the moment, looking like a bukkake movie star. "I think you're right." She smiled, cleaning herself as best she could. "Still, its no excuse for not having tea ready on time though is it?" I joked, leaning down to kiss her on the lips before heading back to work for a couple of hours at the office.

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