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Hungry Wife - part two By John & Julie …..Upstairs my mind was buzzing over what the hell I should do. Could I really call this a total act of betrayal and throw her out when I recalled how I had been myself and sometimes how much of a bastard I had been to her; leather had a lot to answer for, mainly due to what it always did to me but know what it does to my wife. I heard them talking and then I crept to the banister to see if I could hear. It was all matter of fact stuff and no mention was given of a recurrence - how could I know for sure? I also had an overwhelming feeling of lust and excitement that I couldn't understand. As he left, Julie went into the kitchen and I could hear him getting onto his bike. I crept downstairs and decided to sneak out and follow him. As his bike departed and zoomed off down the road I ran to my car and went into hot pursuit. After 20 miles we drove into a little village and he turned into a small cul-de-sac, so I stopped short and got out to follow on foot. I noticed the house he stopped at because he was opening the garage door so I hid alongside a tree and watched. He put his bike in the garage and after unlocking the front door went inside. I got closer to the house and saw a medium height woman with medium length dark hair and a nice figure, they seemed to be arguing and he went upstairs whilst she appeared to be continue housework. When I got back Julie was in the kitchen and I didn't expect this… She was stood washing dishes in her leather outfit, which by now had been immaculately cleaned (I wondered if she had done the same to her pussy!). As I walked in she glanced around smiled, then looked forward again and carried on. I simply stood there watching as she carried on, a cocktail of emotions going through my mind. After a few minutes she began putting crockery away with exaggerated movements so her leather mini-skirted arse was creaking and creasing away in her sexy zip up mini - what a bitch, she obviously had no scruples when it came to her leather needs. I couldn't resist and went straight up to her to satisfy my curiosity, I got down on my knees and unzipped her skirt almost all the way up then pulled her lips open. True enough she had in fact cleaned her pussy out too, but that didn't stop it being wet and smelling of leather and sex. I licked at the lips now glistening and by really opening her legs was able to reach her clit with my tongue. I spent about 5 mins licking at the now protruding clit, which stood out like a switch. She moaned and I took great pleasure in exerting my cunny skills on her, remembering that she didn't moan so much for the other guy. My cock was now raging and it wasn't long before I had to fuck her. Within minutes we had got ourselves into the lounge and she was being leather fucked again in the same place within 30 mins, but by a different guy, her being a married woman too! Her telling me that I was the best and dirtiest shagger did not stop my decision to action some revenge. The
following day I got into my leathers and phoned my secretary
to say I wouldn't be in. I banked on this fuckers wife being
a housewife and jumped on the Harley to go around - I don't
really think I knew what I was going to do even then. Julie
asked if she could come and I said yes! She got into her tight
black leather jeans and jacket and again, because the weather
was nice, she wore nothing underneath to please and tease me.
As we pulled into the cul-de-sac there was no emotion or recognition
on her face and I rode up this guys drive to the garage door.
I took my helmet off and as Julie did likewise, I told her to
stay on the bike. 'What are you doing here?' she asked. We sat down over a cup of coffee, Julie still waiting outside on the bike, and hatched a plan. This would be one to sort things out for good. The idea was to get them back, have fun and for her at least, rid a demon that bothered her for a while. She had decided that their relationship had to end and so it was going to be spectacular. I on the other hand knew from the conversation that Julie had no feelings for anyone other than me but was just a leather nymph - like me. The change for me was to take more time at home than work. Over 2 hours later and Julie was knocking at house door and this mans wife Sonia and I had completed our work. Julie was pissed off, but bless her, when I pulled onto a small track in a nearby wood, rode up it and stopped, I told her I needed more leather sex and she smiled with pleasure. I kissed her gently and rubbed her leather body all over, which always gets me going. She was a wonderful kisser and could work wonders with her lovely tongue. I had visions of her in that leather zip up outfit being fucked by that guy whilst I watched her squat down, unzip my cock and get it out in the wood. She sucked my cock whilst squatting by the bike and the thoughts I had combined with the sight before me we mind-blowing. I stopped her and grabbed her hair either side of her head. She had to steady herself on the bike seat with her arm as she remained in a squatting position. I gently began fucking her mouth as my hands held her head steady. Her leathers really creaked loudly against the bikes leather seat, which I liked. I loved it: the feeling of her hot sexy mouth, the look of her totally leathered figure creaking away and the thought of how fucking filthy she was for leather, to go with that bloke in my house. After a few minutes, my balls were aching to shoot and my cock tingling, so I pulled out of her mouth. She instinctively and immediately got her leathered hand around my cock and yanked it off exactly the way I cannot resist it. At the same time she steadied herself by going onto her knees in the dirt. In seconds she was yanking all my hot white spunk out of my cock. It shot all over her face and hair and was splattering down onto her shiny shoulders. I tried to stifle my moans but it was painfully wonderful and she milked me. My head was looking up to the sky as I recovered from this experience and she began cleaning my cock with her hungry tongue. A few mins later I heard her moan and looked down to see that she had one messy leather hand on my sticky cock and the other in-between her legs rubbing off her cunt through the tight leather pants. Wow - what a filthy wife, wow - what a great find for a bastard like me. A few days later Sonia and I met up and went shopping. She decided that my advice was going to be important for several reasons. We walked into the finest leather boutique that Liverpool had to offer. The first to try out were the leather miniskirts, 'in black please, we prefer everything black' she said to the assistant. She tried one on that seemed to fit but I noticed that it was slightly loose around the waist. 'Always better to get as tight as you can manage as the leather slightly stretches' I commented, 'it will for what we have planned' she replied, and my cock immediately started to swell. A smaller mini was pulled off the peg and was beautiful, tight as a drum and about 16inches long, finishing high on the rather nice legs she had after all. It was beautiful lambskin and soft as silk, buffed to high lustre shine. The boots were going to be difficult and thigh highs were rare in shops so we concentrated on the rest: A lovely pair of too tight black leather gloves; a long sleeved biker-style leather top with lace-up side detail to ensure a snug fit. This was a wonderful ensemble. She looked fantastic and was elated to receive the comments from myself and from the young girl working there. I asked her what size boots she took and then realised the perfect answer was obvious; she could borrow Julies new sexy zip ups. The perfect part of the plan was hatched over the internet. Having paid for the leathers on her husbands credit card she then went with me to put the true expense on his card: a trip overseas. The last 2 days had been frantic but the revenge on her hubby was almost set up. We bought 2 first class tickets to Canada and booked a 5 star hotel with 4-poster luxury, this would shock him. Flying time was going to be the day after tomorrow and we couldn't wait. She commented on one aspect that we'd forgotten - video camera! So we went into a retailer and bought one of those on his card too. We now had 30 days until the credit card bill came to exact revenge and draw the issue to a close. For me, I had mixed feeling to Julie, we'll see. This
was a magnificent plan, hatched together with the help of a
couple I only knew on the internet who fancied extra fun with
a leather girl, I would be the camera man and the rest anyone
can guess. I emailled Tania in Canada and gave her the hotel
details and a rendezvous. The situation was explained that this
leather-clad girl was fairly good looking and needed a spark
in her life along with some tasty revenge for a dog's life her
hubby had given her. Tania and her husband seemed very pleased
with this arrangement. I explained to Sonia that it would be
good to send a pic to Tania and Tania said she would do the
same to ensure that all was ok. She spent about 30mins doing
her make up and putting her leathers on and I have to say, shocked
me at how gorgeous she looked - absolutely fantastic. 'T' would
be pleased… If you like this story - tell me your 'thing' via johnandjuliesjones@yahoo.co.uk
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