1. Dirty Little Secrets 1: Performing For Two


    Date: 8/25/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 0, Source: LushStories

    this man, who watches me almost every evening in secret. Well, not really in secret. He leaves a – What should I call it? – a calling card of sorts. It’s there the next morning. I check before I go to work. There, below the bedroom window is a used condom, containing male ejaculate, and tied with a nice, firm knot. Does that sound disgusting? I was slightly disgusted the first time it happened. But I had asked. I already suspected there was someone outside, and I asked for a sign – once I’d ended the recording. Now, every time Algernon has stood outside watching me, every time he’s come from watching me, he leaves this – What should I call it? – token of his affection. No, that just sounds stupid, and I’m not stupid. I may be Algernon’s little wank fantasy, but I’m not stupid. He just takes me literally. “I want your cum!” I breathe, or something like that. I’m Algernon’s little wank fantasy, I tell him I want his cum, and he leaves it for me to find in the morning, like some misguided teenager. But that way I know he’s been there, and it gets me worked up for the evening. Since I’ve promised something special for this evening, I’m certain he’ll be there again. He knows the time – I’m always punctual – and I’ve told him which room I’ll be in. So I take the evidence of Algernon’s presence and deposit it in the bin before driving to work. Today things run much more smoothly than yesterday. Besides, work is so much more bearable when I have something to look forward to. I ...
    remain professional, of course I do, but at the back of my mind I’m constantly aware that in so many hours I’ll be performing for Algernon again. And John of course. I checked over breakfast. My husband gave my performance a rapturous review and told me how much he’s looking forward to the next one. He told me that he came twice before breakfast watching me. That made me blush a little, though I don’t know why. He imagined cumming in my mouth both times. I e-mailed him back to tell him he’s a dirty beast and that I can’t wait for his return, so that it can happen for real. My nice, fresh knickers were damp before I even left the house. On my way home, I take a little detour. There’s a shop I sometimes visit. I like it because men are only admitted if they’re with their partner, so the atmosphere is always quite relaxed. I have no idea if or what I’ll buy. Really I’m just after an idea or two, but I come away with a dress. Well, I say a dress, but I could never wear it in public. It’s far too short, and the black fabric thin enough to be transparent. I also treat myself to a new dildo. It, too, is black. It’s very long and thicker than anything I have at home. I don’t actually know if I’ll be able to handle it, but I’m determined to try. Well, I did tell you I’m excited by size. I think most women are. I mean, I don’t mean to be brutal about this, but I’ve never heard of any woman who fantasized about a small prick. This huge dong on the other hand… Well, we’ll see. (Oh dear, now I ...
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