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o The 'Bookshelf collection' offers a very wide variety of o
o stories. They have been submitted by people from all over the o
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Governess (MFF, cheating husband)
By Rod Mclong
Samantha an I married young, almost too young. We got married right out
of High School. Of course we did all the things school sweethearts did, The
dating, necking, parking in the 'ol man's car at the submarine races, and of
coures, SEX.
Sex with Sam was incredible, especially in the mind of an 18 year old.
The idea of getting laid on a regular basis was a mind blower. Besides, it
beats having a wank in the bathroom with an old issue of Playboy. The wildest
time was when Sam tried to give me my first blowjob. I had been after her to
give in, but she kept brushing the subject off.
When she finally gave in, it was an awkward situation, to be sure. We
were at one of our favorite parking spots on a Saturday night, and as usual
we had left our friends to go there. And as usual, I was hitting on Sam to
give me some head. She gave in, and after some coaching, she took 'ol
Johnson in her warm, wet mouth. Somewhere, she figured there were supposed to
be teeth involved as I felt like ny dick was being shredded into hamburger.
Well, that was a first attempt at getting head, and I guess it was ok,
but she had to finish by hand, saying that the idea of cum in her mouth would
make her ill. That was many years, and two children later. Sex had gotten
better as the years went by, but she just gave up on oral sex.
Sam and I got married soon after we graduated high school. We had, for
all purposes, a normal married relationship. We both worked, and managed to
eek out a good living, nothing fancy, but we were comfortable. We have a nice
home, two kids, 1 is 10 the other 6, and we don't need for anything, not
necessarily everything we want. Some of the extras are put on hold, but they
come as we can afford them.
As time marches on, sex comes more and more irregularily, and anything
new was totally out of the question. I had made some suggestions to try to
spice things up, trips for the weekend, nights out at hotel, toys and games.
Sam wouldn't even try. I even rented some x-rated videos, and all she could
was critique the acting. Sex in our house was quite boring....
Not that I am complaining much, as you see, I love My wife. That is
probably the trouble, I want to make her happy. Not only to provide her a
decent way of life, a nice home, dependable transportation, the usual things,
but also in the bedroom. I want more for her (and I must admit, Me too) than
a couple of quick gropes and a fast fuck in the Missionary position. There is
so much more to sex than that....
Our State launched a Lottery a few short years ago, and Sam and I usually
buy a few tickets, never really collecting much, but we play consistantly. We
would win our money back, or maybe win enough to go out to dinner or a show.
That is until last September, the Jackpot had gone up to FORTY Million. The
jackpot had never gone that high, So we bought a few extra tickets to hedge
the bet a little.
WE WON!! The night of the drawing came and we couldn't believe it, we'd
Won. We didn't know at the time, but we were the only winners. GEE, The Whole
forty Million was ours. Weeks went by and Sam and I were still in shock.
Samantha was the first one to understand all the implications involved.
We were now in a position to do all the things we had always dreamed. She had
managed to pay off all our debt, Quit her job to be a full time mom, and
started to wish for a larger home. I wanted to build our dream house, so I
let her arrange everything for the new place.
Sam hired a local archetect, a hotshot who had designed many of the homes
for the neuvoriche. What he designed was a perfect, almost palacial home. It
was three stories, the ground floor was a two bedroom apartment, servent's
quarters, with a spiral staircase leading into the main floors. Outside was a
large stairway, leading up to the main entrance. Through the front door led
into a large foyer, which opened into the living room, and dining room, a den,
and a grand staircase leading to the third floor. The dining room was large,
with French doors that opened to a balcony and a stairway to the back yard,
pool and garage.
The third floor consisted of three bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a LARGE
Master bedroom. The master bedroom also had a balcony overlooking the spacious
front lawn. When moving day came, we were all looking foward to the move. We
had sent the children to their grandparent's. and decided to spend the first
couple of nights alone in our new place. Sam and I cristened every room,
screwing in each room over the next couple of days.
Everything seemed to be perfect, but we still were in a sexual rut, the
same old bump and grind. Even the new palace wouldn't change that fact, that
is until Pamela arrived.
Sam had decided to hire a live-in housekeeper to help with the daily
cleaning, as well as educating the children. You see, WE live in a state with
one of the worst education system in the country. And Sam had thought home
education would be better. Pam had come very highly recommended, with
refrences as long as your arm. What I did not know was that she was even more
skilled in lovemaking than all her other skills, as we were to find out later.
Pam seemed to be the perfect Governess, seeing to all our needs, as well
as giving the kids a fabulous learning experience. She was always helpful,
doing the marketing, running errands, and helping Samantha decorate the house.
Pam has a good eye for interior design. I continued to work, more for
something to do than for the salary. As I would leave every morning, Sam would
give me a peck on the cheek, and Pam would always tell me good day, in the
heavy British speech of hers.
To describe Sam, She is small, only 5'5", but well proportioned, with
eyes as large as golf balls, and the palest green color, long brown hair that
is always well kept, and put up most of the time. Her tits are not very large,
but the nipples when erect stand a good inch and a half long. Even at 36 years
old, She can turn heads when she wears a bikini, or in a tight outfit, Not
that I can get her to wear revealing clothes.
We had gone out one night, and as usual, Sam was fighting the idea of
anything outside the normal me on top straight fuck. I was not going to
pursue this at the time, so I let the subject drop. When we got home, Sam went
straight to bed, and I sat up to wach some tv. I put in an x-rated video, and
as the action on the screen got hot, I began to stroke my now rising hardon.
I was so intent on what was on the tv, that I never noticed Pam come in the
room.
I tried to cover up my erection, but Pam just said, "Don't stop, you must
need some relief." With that she came over and began to stroke my cock. I
asked her what she thought she was doing, that this wasn't right. Pam replied,
"My job is to take care of everyones needs, even yours." She then started to
suck on my Johnson like a well trained hooker. It didn't take long for me to
shoot my wad, and afterward she asked if that felt better.
I asked Pam where she learned to suck cock like that, and she replied,
"You know, every Governess needs to take care of every need of every person
in their charge".
The previous night's activity had aroused some definite feelings in me,
some I didn't felt in a long time. And it seemed that everyone in the house
noticed, especially Samantha. She remarked that I seemed to feel well rested.
How could I tell her that the Governess had done something that she wouldn't
do and had been fighting me over for years.
I began to think more and more about that episode, and how I could get
her to replay the scene again, without being obvious about it. I started to
watch for opportunities to be alone with Pam, Taking care to not be too
familiar around others, especially Sam or the kids. I looked for excuses to do
work in her apartment, plumbing, electrical work, etc.
Several weeks went by and nothing I could do would make Pam notice my
attention to her. Or at least, not openly. That is until Sam and I had gone
out to the theatre one evening, and had as usual, an argument over some late
night passion. When we got home, Sam immediately went to bed in a HUFF and
left me to think again alone in the den.
Pamela wandered in the den telling me that the shouting had woke her and
was everything alright? I began to tell her all the woes that had befallen Sam
and me over the years, and how I couldn't understand why she had changed so
dramaticly over the years. I even told her that I thought Sam had become quite
prudish. Pam explained that Sam was probably overwhelmed at the sudden wealth
and at 36 she may be thinking of getting older and less desirable.
I assured Pam that Samantha was still desirable in my eyes, and could
still turn a head or two if she wouldn't dress like a little old lady. She
could also get me hard when I see her naked. But I was getting frustrated at
her lack of sexual spontaneity, or her lack of adventure. Pam listened as I
poured out my soul to her, and said she understood. With that she came over to
me and kissed me ever so passionately, inserting her tongue into my mouth.
We both fell asleep in my den, Me in the chair and Pam on the sofa. When
I woke her up, she told me she would help me with my problem. I looked kinda
puzzled, because other than to have sex with me, I couldn't see what she could
do. I would find out later that screwing me wasn't on her mind at all, at
least not entirely. What she planned was to talk Samantha in becoming a
bedroom vixen, with her as the coach and me on the receiving end.
Summer was fast approaching, and trips to the beach were always part of
the summer's activities. Sam had always worn a one piece swimsuit and unless
in the water, had on a coverup over that. In swimwear Sam has a nice figure,
but she would never show herself off to the other beach goers. Pam on the
other hand always wore a bikini, almost indecently exposing herself. And
always catch the attention of some young man there.
Describing Pamela is no simple matter, as her personality plays an
overwhelming part of her looks. When she is with the kids, she takes on the
veneer of the nanny, but in the world, she takes on the guise of a prim and
professional woman, but with the air that she could be a proper whore. Pam is
5'7" with large breasts, long legs and a face like an angel. I now fantasize
what she would look like in some sexy lingerie. Her raven black hair is almost
always worn up, and her sky blue eyes seem to look right through you.
The Fourth of July came with the usual vacation trip, Sam, the kids,
Pamela and Me. This year, we wanted to take in some of the historical sites
out west. Pam said that she was looking forward to this as she wanted to see
history first hand and give the children some history education.
This trip was an education for more than just the children, It would
prove to be an education for all of us, especially for Sam and me. It became
clear that The Ladies were becoming close friends, spending a lot of time
together, either with the children or just each other.
When we got home, I went to work like any other day. Leaving at my usual
time, Sam gave me an unusually great goodbye kiss as I was headed out the
door. I worked Late that day, not arriving home until almost 10 pm. As I
pulled in the drive, I noticed that all the lights were out, except in Pam's
apartment. I went inside and went down the stairs only to be stopped cold
about halfway down. Coming from Pam's bedroom I could hear the sounds of
frantic lovemaking.
I tipped up to the door, which was cracked open, and peeked inside. What
I saw almost made me faint. Here in the middle of Pam's bed were her and my
wife locked in a crazy wild 69, Obviously enjoying each others pussy. The
scent of their lovemaking filled the room. My cock was now standing at full
attention. All at once, Pam produced a long, doubled dildo, that she inserted
into both of their cunts. The two of them began to fuck each other, trying to
push deeper and deeper into the other. I watched the action until I heard Sam
say that she was about to cum.
I rushed upstairs before I was discovered, and went to take a shower.
When I got out, Sam was standing in front of me, totally naked. She Launched
herself at me, sending me reeling back onto the bed. She was like A WILD
woman, attacking me as though she hadn't had any in a long time. I could still
smell the juices of her episode with Pam, and it made me even harder, plowing
into her cunt with wild abandon. It had been a long time since Samantha had
been that passionate toward me. When I came, I felt like I was never going to
stop pumping my love cream into her.
After the episode in Pam's apartment, I began to notice subtle changes in
Sam. At first it was just her attitude, little things like sending the kids to
spend the weekends at her parents. Spending more time with me or with Pam. The
most shocking change came when, One evening we were alone, the music playing,
candles lit, She came to me, bent down on knees, and began to remove my pants.
When she reached inside my shorts and pulled my cock out, it was already
beginning to rise, but when she slipped it inside her wet mouth, it sprang
to life. Sam began to lick the shaft of my johnson and then took the entire
length to the hilt. It didn't take long for me to cum.
Over the next couple of months, Sam's wardrobe even began to change, to
a more provocative look. Her skirts got shorter, her pants and tops got
tighter, and She even bought a large selection of sensual lingerie. But the
biggest came when we went to the beach over Labor Day. She came out of the
room wearing her usual coverup, but once we got on the sand, she revealed her
latest purchase, a bright red thong bikini.
I was enjoying the changes, but I couldn't understand what brought them
on so suddenly. I found out why one evening when I had come home a little
earlier than normal. I walked in to find Sam and Pam in the livingroom, going
at it like a couple of lesbians. Upon seeing me, Sam let out a yell and tried
to cover up, When Pam just asked Sam to let me join them, as she wanted me as
well as her. Pam said, "After all, we are one big happy family. At that
moment, both women lunged at me, dragging and stripping me all the way to the
floor. They then attacked me, kissing and nibbling all over me.
We screwed and sucked each other until none of us could come again if we
tried. First with Pam and then with Sam. Then the two women put on a show for
me, much like the episode I witnessed in Pam's apartment. We fell asleep on
the livingroom floor, and didn't wake till late the next day.
When we woke up, Samantha asked if I had enjoyed the previous evening. I
kissed her gingerly and told her that I had, and that the changes in her
excited me terribly. She told me that I had Pam to thank as she had explained
that if I didn't change, I would probably loose you. Of course that would
never happen. Pam would stay with Samantha and me until well after the kids
had grown up and left to persue their own lives. Sex with my wife, or sex
with the wife and Governess was great. But More about later....