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Anne - my wifes betrayalthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:slut wife, 1515 words) [1/3] show all parts

Author: bishop1
Added: Nov 03 2003Views / Reads: 7643 / 5059 [66%]Part vote: 6.67 (9 votes)
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John, my best mate had insisted on taking us out for a meal, as thanks for our hospitality the past few days. We had eaten some wonderful food, and consumed vast quantities of alcohol. Now we were back home, the three of us on the sofa, listening to some chilled out music. John had insisted on opening a bottle of red wine and although I had declined a glass, Anne, my wife willingly accepted a glass from him.

Anne was seated in between us, and looked so hot, in a mini skirt and crop top. I knew it and john knew it, he had been making suggestive comments to her all night, and as she drank more, the more she seemed to milk his comments. Now we were back home he seemed to become even braver and I noted that his left hand was now rested on her thigh, just above her knee. Surely he wouldn't try anything with me right here, I thought...

His hand was still stroking up and down her thigh as he said to Anne: you are more beautiful than I remembered sweetheart, now why don't you take that top off for me. Anne looked at me, questioning me, but then before I responded she took hold off the bottom of it and with one slow pull, the top was cast aside onto the floor. Very nice John said as he took in Anne next to him, in just a mini skirt and a red lace bra, which was not doing a very good job of covering Anne's 36D tits. He smiled as his hand continued stroking her thigh, occasionally going under her hem. Suddenly Anne gasped in, and John was grinning as his hand went all the way to her thong, and I sensed that he had slipped ...

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