Hi all Too much to say on Twitter so hope you all get to read this. As you know Peter had to fly out to Denmark on business earlier in the week. Originally he had thought he would be back by the weekend but would then have to go back out there next week but… Continue reading Another surprise from Peter (no not that sort!)
Peter had originally said I had to wait until the weekend to find out who had fucked me on Friday but the not knowing was killing me. I couldn’t concentrate fully at work and even found myself playing with myself under the desk at one stage yesterday thinking about it. Luckily I was on my… Continue reading The answer to Friday night
Oh wow. That was some night on Friday. As some of you will know I was feeling really randy during the day and had been disappointed that Peter was so tired the previous night that we didn’t get to play. However he made up for it on Friday – in spades. It was partly my… Continue reading My husband is a B******d – in the nicest possible way!
I’ve been quietly working on Clive and Pauline to try and get them to let you see more of what happened that day and here’s a little sample I’ve cajoled out of them! Its a video made up of a few screen grabs and a bit of the sound track. I made the mistake of… Continue reading Video from Clive
and I’m sure he’s be happy to give her one! Di and I had a really boozy lunch. We drank too much and I think told each other too many private details! The whole lunch was extremely horny and that was followed by an even hornier one last night with Peter. First the bad news.… Continue reading Peter owes Di one!
After the fuck with Frank I couldn’t wait to get to bed with Peter and tell him (and show him) how horny it had made me feel fucking his Dad in the room next to Thelma. Wr went up to bed as early as we could without causing any raised eyebrows and after a hugely… Continue reading Saturday night, Sunday Morning!
So, WOW! Not so much for the sex but for the sheer exhilaration of fucking Frank just down the hall from the dragon. Nerve tingling but serves her right. I can’t tell you (well, wont, its too personal, the things and little digs she keeps giving me but I’ll take them now knowing I’ve got… Continue reading Saturday night and Frank