Naughty Nurse Katie
written by:
Shirley Temple

I'm not really sure which category this story should go into, certainly not slut wife. Adultery, that always sounds planned and devious to me. This was nothing more than an unplanned bit of "Fun".

My husband had been feeling rather under the weather for a few days, Man flu or something like that I guess. Anyway I kept trying to persuade him to take it easy but running his own business meant that was difficult, even though he has a couple of partners he would not relent. Finally one morning I said to him if he took a break I would do my best to make him "Feel better". With a naughty grin on my face as I spoke Pete could guess what I was on about. He said he had a few bits to do down in his office in the basement and had to nip out but promised me he would be no more than an hour. Knowing my husband that would be more like two or three hours but still put my plans into action, what better way of making him feel better than my sexy little nurse's costume!

I was quite surprised when within an hour I heard someone in the basement, my husband was true to his word for a change. Quietly opening the door I slowly began my descent. I would not be able to see Pete until I turned the corner at the bottom, but due to the open style of the staircase I knew he would have a very good view of my stocking clad legs. In fact my nurse's outfit is so short that he would have a clear view of my suspenders and Lacy black panties.

I turned the corner at the bottom expecting to see Pete smiling back at me, but to my surprise sat at the desk was Mark one of my husband's colleagues, and by the smile on his face it was him who was very pleasantly surprised!

So now I had a choice. The sensible thing would obviously be to turn around and go back upstairs. I had a good rapport with my husband's partners and we could have a laugh about it later. My other choice, I paused for a moment. Just one step more towards Mark and I would be sending out a clear signal.

My heart was pounding, with a smile on my face I slowly walked towards the desk. Mark pushed his chair back to allow me to lean back against the desk right in front of him. I could see he was weighing up the situation, should he, shouldn't he? I guess being a red-blooded male the devil got the better.

His smile had gone, he now looked unsure but slowly he raised his arm and his hand came to rest on my knee. I could feel Mark's nervousness as his hand ever so slowly began to cautiously creep up my leg. His fingers softly stroked my inner thigh until he reached my stocking top and bare flesh. He paused maybe questioning the situation, after all I was the wife of his friend and business partner. I wanted him to continue though and to make sure he got the message I parted my legs slightly allowing him easier access. Smiling down at him as I felt his fingers moving higher. Ever so gently his fingertips brushed across the crotch of my panties. I could feel a familiar tingling between my legs as his fingers caressed between my outer lips. Could he not hear my breathing becoming heavier, surely he must be able to feel my inner heat and the dampness of my panties. I just wanted him to get my knickers off and bury his fingers deep inside my cunt.

Mark was smiling back up at me. He knew what he was doing, deliberately teasing me! But I was in need of things developing faster.

Quickly kneeling down in front of him I tugged at his belt buckle pulling down his trousers and briefs to his ankles, his cock stood proud already fully erect. I wasted no time leaning forward and taking it in my mouth, wrapping my lips tightly around his shaft I began greedily sucking him with some intent. I could tell Mark was enjoying my endeavours, his hands on the back of my head guiding me down onto him. I knew if I carried on at this pace I would soon be getting a mouthful of cum. I'm sure Mark would not have minded but I had a desperate need as well!

Pulling away from Mark I spoke leaving him in no doubt what I did want,

"Are you going to fuck me now then or what?"

He didn't need a second invitation. Lifting me to my feet he pushed me back onto the desk. His hands were straight between my legs pulling my knickers to one side. Pressing the Palm of his hand over my swollen clit, then curling a couple fingers up into my moist cunt working them vigorously against my G spot. Ooohhh yesss that felt good! But I managed to stay calm and controlled because what I really wanted was Marks cock up inside me.

Raising myself up onto my elbows I looked Mark directly in the eyes then dropped my gaze to his cock. He smiled back at me happy to oblige my wishes.

I raised my hips to lift my bum off the desk so Mark could pull my panties off. Spreading my legs he now had a perfect view and unfettered access to my fully shaved pussy. There was certainly no doubt or concern in his thoughts now. He was going to fuck me. I could see him preparing himself, the tip of his cock positioned at my opening. Then gripping my thighs at his side he pushed forward and his cock entered me. In one slow gentle movement the full-length of his shaft filling my vagina. For a moment he stood motionless, his head raised and his eyes closed. Maybe he was having second thoughts?

But then his eyes opened and he looked down at me and smiled and I realised why Mark had stopped. He was just savouring the moment. I wasn't his wife, I belonged to somebody else. Forbidden fruit! I have experienced that feeling on a few occasions, knowing something is wrong but also such a thrill.

Mark's gaze now moved to between my legs, watching as his cock effortlessly slipped in and out of my slick opening. The unexpected nature of what was happening had me really worked up and I hoped Mark would appreciate my growing need. I shouldn't have worried because the spontaneity was obviously having a similar effect on him. Although his thrusts remained gentle I could feel his speed increase as he tried to bury his shaft deeper and deeper inside me. One final thrust and he was buried to the hilt, my vaginal muscles gripping his shaft like a vice. I managed to smile up at him, contentedly, letting him know it was what I wanted. Not that he had any intention of moving. Closing his eyes and gripping my thighs tightly as his shaft begin to pulse inside me. Feeling the warmth of his seed pumping up into my cunt and flooding my womb.

Mark stood motionless making sure his cock had stopped twitching inside me and was becoming flaccid before he withdrew. Suddenly the noise of a car door slamming in the street above, most likely my husband.

By the time I'd climbed the two flights of stairs to our bedroom Marks spunk was trickling down my thighs. I had showered and changed by the time Pete came upstairs, still feeling unwell he went straight to bed.

Sorting my clothes I realised my Lacy black panties were left on the floor in Pete's office. But looking they were nowhere to be seen, had Mark picked them up or had my husband found them? Either way I guessed there would be consequences!