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Just An Ordinary Housewife

Chapter 3 The Fashion Show

Just an Ordinary Housewife
Chapter 3 - THe Fashion Show

Trying not to express surprise that Alex had openly asked to take me to lunch at
a fashion show that the company was partly sponsoring I happily agreed to go. It
would be a nice day out and I was fairly certain that there would be more to it
than lunch.

There was still no indication of pregnancy and Robert continued to go through
the twice weekly motions. Hard as it was to admit it to myself Alex did satisfy
me more and I wondered if Nature would, in due course, acknowledge this. Out of
my respect for Alex, or maybe just a result of his control over me I took to
presenting myself thoroughly clean and to Hell with it if his sperm got there
first.

I saw Robert off to work who wished me a pleasant day. He was quite engrossed in
his work as although Alex was organising him to keep him out of the way, he was
actually earning more commission and feeling quite happy about it.

With time to spare I showered, washed and dried my hair and dressed smartly for
the occasion. Stockings and suspenders seemed appropriate with knee length skirt
and a jacket over a silk shirt. A single row of pearls completed the impression
of a classy English lady straight from the pages of Vogue magazine.

Alex had, rather too conveniently booked a room at a nearby hotel. To be seen
going upstairs in the same hotel as the show would have been asking for trouble.
The preamble was to begin round about 12 noon and we had half an hour spare.

"Just time to get your knickers off, Kelly!" said Alex.
"But, Alex we really have not got much time and besides, not only will I get my
makeup all messed up I'll end up all smelly without time to get properly clean".

"I'll do it as carefully as possible" said Alex and you can put in a panty liner
and some deoderant"

"Alex, tell me the truth, are you really trying to get me pregnant?"

"What a question, Kelly. Its just my male instincts on the one hand but I know
that Robert is trying and I fairly certain that we (Alex and his wife) can't
have any. I'd just like to think that somehow I'd made a contribution to the
continuation of the human race"

Well at least he'd been honest. I gave him a big hug and a kiss. "OK Alex, we've
got twenty minutes to spare!"

Off came my jacket, shoes, skirt, slip and knickers. I caught sight in the
mirror of my pubic hairs framed between the suspenders and belt and felt
embarrassed.

Alex quickly removed his jacket, trousers and underpants and let his cock run
free. I put my hand round it and pushed the foreskin right back. It felt warm
and solid.

I lay flat on my back and spread my legs with my toes turned slightly inwards. I
had got used to, and in fact enjoyed an entry without foreplay, making short
sharp gasps as I was penetrated. A few slow thrusts followed by quicker ones
brought me off before Alex and a few more strokes filled me.

"Pass me my handbag, Alex, quickly"
I looked inside. Damn it there were no panty liners.
Alex showed rare insight and went to the bathroom returning with some cotton
wool balls that I shoved firmly into my vagina.

"Never mind you smelling Kelly, what about me?" I opened my mouth and put a
large ring of red lipstick round the shaft of his cock. "There's something else
for you to clean up later, then!"

The show and the lunch passed in a relaxed mood the pleasure increased by a
couple of glasses of red wine but diminished by a couple of boring business
speeches. The models looked terrific but I felt happy that my own contours were
rather more womanly than skinny.

We got back to our own hotel as quickly as possible to carry on where we had
left off before lunch. It had all been so easy earlier on but somehow I felt a
little apprehensive as in the room Alex shut the door and made sure it was
locked.

"Now we have plenty of time, I want you to take ALL your clothes off before we
start and I will do the same"

Nothing wrong with that I thought and began to strip. Alex took my clothes as
each item was removed and folded them neatly and put them on the bed. "What are
going to do to me Alex?" I said as he stood in front of me and felt my breasts.
"Kelly, I'm going to put some cushions and pillows over that low coffee table
and have you from behind"

He spread out the cushions and took of his own clothes. At least we were equal
now! I lay on my front and Alex reached down and removed the cotton wool from my
slit and put it in a waste basket.

I was totally unprepared for what happened next. He opened my buttocks with one
hand and I flinched as the cold cream ran over my anus. I tried to push myself
up. "Alex, for Gods sake what are you doing - you CAN'T do this to me..!"

Alex took hold of my hair at the back of my head and pushed me face down into a
pillow. With his other hand he slapped my backside hard enough to make me
squeal. There was a short pause and then he slapped the other side even harder.
"Aaah, Alex please don't" I cried in vain.

"Relax, Kelly, the more you struggle the more it WILL hurt," was his only reply.
Its not easy to relax in this position with the imminent prospect of first, some
fingers and then a cock going up the tightest of holes!

Alex worked the cream in and began stretching me. Easy at first but then came
the first twinges of pain. I held o to the legs of the table with my hands and
tried to stop my own legs stiffening. Alex positioned himself above me and began
to push. "Please. Alex, Please..." I was whimpering, "Please don't hurt me...
Aah, Ooh, Aah"

It did hurt and I was sobbing uncontrollably as the reluctant orifice finally
accepted Alex's cock. Once in it stopped hurting quite so much and the
sensation, a sort of numb pressure in my rear and nauseous feeling in my stomach
was hard to describe. I winced as Alex began to make further progress and I
wondered just how much was really inside me.

Then he began the fucking motion, a slow fucking motion as it was in so tightly.
The sensation to my horror became pleasurable. No surely not. This can't be
right!
Alex lifted my tear stained face off the pillow as I orgasmed and cried out loud
enough for anyone in the next room to hear.

"Alex, YOU BASTARD........!!!!!!!!!..........AAaargh!!"

But my ordeal still wasn't over. Hard, forceful strokes brought the pain back
again, suddenly stopping as Alex released his fluid.

He disengaged, and I lay there lifeless and exhausted.
"Why did you do that to me Alex?" I asked. "Because, nobody else ever has" he
replied. Secretly I thought that one day I might actually let him do it again
but repeated, less loudly, "You Bastard, Alex"!

He helped me to my feet and to the bathroom. He sat on the bidet while I washed
his cock clean enough to eat then took my turn to wash my battered orifice. I
just hoped there were no bruises that Robert would notice.
We sat in a foaming hot bath together and washed the rest of out bodies clean.
before Alex took me home.

Once home he did not stay but went off letting me know he would call again soon.

I kept my nice clothes on until Robert came back from work. "Wow, Kelly, you
look terrific, did you have a god day?" "Not too bad, Dear, the show was great
but the speeches were a bit boring" "..and by the way I'm wearing
stockings and suspenders...."

Fortunately he did not take that as an immediate offer.
"You, look great, honey, but even dressed like that I don't think you will come
to any harm in this town....!!




More excitement in Chapter 4.

Robert is upset by lack of pregnancy and his younger
brother gets in on the act too..
and yes, it all really did happen to me!

(Chapter 4 follows. Any comments to kellyjkw@hotmail.com)



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