S l u t 2
by
Xavier Carter
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S l u t 2 © 2011 by Xavier Carter ISBN: 978-1-4660-0029-2
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This book contains explicit, graphic adult material and language involving male, female and male, male, female contact and is not for viewing by those persons under 18 years of age. Although the Author has written this work, he does not condone nor practice the subject written about.
slut (slŭt)
n.
1. a. A person, especially a woman, considered sexually promiscuous.
b. A woman prostitute.
2. A slovenly woman; a slattern.
cuck·old [kuhk-uh
ld]
n.
1. the husband of an unfaithful wife.
Two words, which can delight some, but turn the stomachs of others. Two words that can in some cases ruin careers or bring promotions. Two words that when written down and used in a story about a couple who enjoy what the words imply will irk the ire of many.
S l u t 2
Somewhere between graduating college and their first child, Mark’s wife became a completely different person. Gone was the wild, wanton woman he fell in love with. Instead, he now had an up tight prim and proper wife and he was tired of her. The story continues as slut is on her way to more and more wanton desires.
Slut 2
* * Mark * *
Now the woman I had fallen in love with was back and I hope she continues to behave the way I want. I have decided to further her training, although she doesn’t need training, just guidance.
Next week is the big game and we would be at Sam’s bar to watch it on the big screen. All our friends would be there and I had bought my lovely slut a very special outfit just for the game day festivities. Of course, she hasn’t seen it yet.
* * Slut * *
Ever since the night at the bar my libido has been racing. What Mark made me…no, that’s not right, I did that of my own free will. Anyway, since that night…god am I hot, I’m so damn hot all the time, I can’t even think straight. Every time I think about what I did, my body reacts. My nipples harden and my vagina starts to leak. My husband of twenty years had turned me back into the slut he met so long ago and I like it. I just hope he doesn’t push me too far. What too far is, I have no idea, but when I pass it there will be hell to pay.
* * Mark * *
I’m watching my beautiful wife as she collects her thoughts of the past few days. I had so much fun exposing her to everyone in the bar. She was so hot she told me I could have taken her on the table right there in the center of the bar if I had wanted too. That revelation shocked me the most of what happened that night.
Tonight I’m taking her out to dinner. There will be no shenanigans tonight with my lovely wife, unless, of course, we find ourselves at the bar afterwards.
* * Slut * *
I was going to dinner with my husband tonight and I was going to knock his socks off with what I was going to wear. I had gone shopping for tonight in mind. The red dress I had found was not only short, but the back was completely open, so I would be unable to wear a bra, even if I had wanted to. The bodice of the dress looped up over and around my neck. The neckline plunged down to my navel, just draping over my breasts. The skirt of the dress was skin tight, so no panties. It was just long enough for me to wear a pair of red thigh highs.
When I stood in the changing room, in the store, looking at myself in the mirror, I though to myself “God what a slut!” and now after doing my hair and putting on my make up, I stand again in front of a mirror, wondering who the slut was that was looking back at me. I didn’t know if I am really ready for what was to come, but I loved my husband very, very much and would do anything to make him happy once again.
* * Mark * *
Waiting at the bottom of the stairs, checking my watch for the umpteenth time, for my lovely wife to come down, I gasp at the sight before my eyes. She stood, one foot on the top step, the other one-step lower. My eyes just naturally travelled up her red stocking clad legs to the hem of her red dress. I could plainly see she wore no panties. My eyes slid further up her luscious body to the draped material covering her chest, just barely. I gasped again when I caught a glimpse of her navel peeking out as the material swayed. Bending slightly forward, my beautiful wife gasped when she noticed she would be visible to the world. As the material didn’t wrap around the sides, the smallest movement brought her breasts into view.
* * Slut * *
My god, I was going to be on display in this dress! Well that’s what he wants and there he stood, mouth agape, eyes bugged out and pants tented with his bulging cock. I guess he liked my new dress. I had yet to form an opinion, although I did feel sexy.
“So I guess you like it,” I teased as I walked down the stairs.
“I sure do. You look so hot in red.”
Not the answer I was looking for, the big tease. I smiled at his offhanded compliment. I could feel the material plucking at my hard nipples as I moved to Marks side. I smiled as he stared at the exposed sides of my breasts.
“Like the view?”
“You bet,” he said without thinking.
I needed more of his honest responses in order to feel good about what I was doing for him. I was just afraid to tell him. Not true, I was afraid of losing him.
* * Mark * *
Flabbergasted by what she was wearing, I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Never before has she worn such a revealing outfit, except for that night at the bar. I was overwhelmed with my love and admiration for my beautiful wife.
“I hope you’re happy? A lot of people will be seeing a lot of me tonight,” she told me brazenly.
I gasped at her statement and the thought of her being exposed, as she would be tonight.
“I am dear, I truly am,” I told her truthfully.
I watched a shiver travel up her body shaking the front of her dress. Smiling, I caught sight of a hard brown nipple.