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An Invitation To Be A Naughty Wife

Date: 10/22/2014, Categories: Cheating, Author: SirDuction, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

sound so exotic that Sandra was feeling hot, her knickers were getting damp thinking about it and picturing the scene. “Anyway, be that as it may we will leave that subject,” Rachael said which disappointed Sandra somewhat. She was intrigued as to her present extra-marital relationship and would have liked to hear more. Rachael had lit the blue touch paper of Sandra’s natural female curiosity. “I am going to catch the train into London tomorrow. I want to do a little shopping in Oxford Street. Would you like to come along Dear?” Sandra did like Rachel a lot but wished she would stop calling her Dear and Darling. “I don’t know, I hardly ever go to London, not my scene really.” “Oh, you must come we could have a girly day out, call somewhere for lunch or find a nice little café or something. Meet me at the station around nine o’clock.” “I really don’t think … oh go on why not?” Sandra said actually feeling quite excited at getting out and about for a few hours. Rachael paid for the train tickets and they travelled first class. “I just love shopping Sandra, don’t you? I find it very therapeutic and good for the soul.” Sandra decided to make it clear from the start that she could not afford to go expensive shopping like Rachel could and that her budget was not that of a woman with an open ended credit card. “I do like shopping Rachael but I am afraid my budget does not run to the kind of clothes you buy.” “Oh don’t you worry about that Darling I am going on a window shopping ... expedition not in need of new clothes just now, relax Sandra.” Well that made Sandra feel better anyway. “No, we will just go window shopping, take in some of the sights call somewhere for a meal and catch the train back, let’s call it a bonding session shall we?” Why was Sandra getting all this attention? She was trying to work it out. Rachael was a friend who had phoned her a few times but hardly what one would call a close friend. Of all the guests at the party why had she so quickly homed in on Sandra? “I could see, Sandra, that you did not like all the formal stuffiness at the party last night, I am always pleased when they are over. Have you met most of them before?” she asked, as soon they got sat down in the first-class compartment and as if she knew what Sandra was thinking. “No,” Sandra said, “I have had casual acquaintance with one or two of the others but that’s all. I have met Malcolm Crompton before but never his wife.” “Oh Hannah, yes you would like Hannah, I will make sure you get to meet her in a more relaxed atmosphere she loves a good time. She is actually such good fun, loves life,” she said it with that same look on her face she had when she told Sandra she had a fun life herself. “You must know Paige Fernley,” she continued, “Paige is very fun-loving too.” “Yes I have met Paige before but only briefly, I have met her husband once or twice through Kevin. Terry seems to be good friends with my husband.” “Oh, good,” Rachael said, “I am pleased you have met ...