Using My Attributes for My Pleasure Ch. 18

This chapter was overlooked and should have preceded Chapter 17. Sorry for the confusion.

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Having settled into our new home, we relaxed and enjoyed the moments of our labor.

Sid and I designed a deck on the back of the house for entertaining and tanning. The amount of my exposure depends on which deck I choose. I'm sure others in the neighborhood have seen me as I walk around the decks in my thong bikini. I've become more conscious of my body and am trying to limit my calorie intake.

Thursday evening we sat on the entertaining deck and savored our drinks. I wore a beach cover-up giving Sid a view of my body. I could see him toying with his cock in his shorts.

Our conversation was about our expectations and where we want our play to go. I could tell Sid was growing anxious and wanting us to move forward in our play.

"Honey, you seem to be uneasy tonight. What's on your mind?" I quired. "Tell me, so I can fix it."

Sid reached out and took my hand. "Kitty, I'm not sure you would understand. My fantasies are growing to a point you may not be comfortable with. Let's let it drop for right now."

"Hey, you know that not going to happen. We're a team. We work together for each other's pleasures. I doubt you could fantasize about anything we can work on. Tell me." I urged him.

"I've been watching porn at work. I close my door and tell the clerks I working on our budget and don't want to be disturbed. I am spending hours on porn. I imagine you in situations I watch and know you are more active, more adventurous, and would be enthusiastic than the women being filmed. I am inserting you into the scene and masturbating almost continuously. I'm almost ashamed of myself."

I got up and moved closer to my lover, sitting on the deck and holding his thigh. "Honey, I'm not satisfying you. And that hurts me to know I'm not. I can't enjoy my life and feel I'm not keeping you happy. That's so wrong."

"It's nothing you have done. I've just allowed this to happen. I love you and the times we've enjoyed with our fetishes are the best moments of my life. Don't feel you are letting me down."

I stood and took Sid's hand." I'll make it right. I love you Baby, and there's nothing we can"t work through."

My left hand was on his groin. I felt his semi-erection and spoke. "Honey, tell me your fantasies. I want to know how I can make you the happiest husband in the world. Tell me."

Kitty, I have watched so many videos I'm ashamed to tell you. Most of the action is of women who are labeled 'hotwives'. None of those women are near your beauty, and none seem to be enjoying themselves there, I'm sure, the husband is directing the play. I close my eyes and imagine you in those situations. I cum thinking of you doing your magic."

"OK, tell me the situations you are referring to." I wanted to know.

"Don't get upset. it's usually the alleged 'hotwife' partying with other men. It's set up for the women to take on multiple men. Some are gang bangs, others just the ladies allowing me to use them in bars and at parties. I imagine you truly enjoying yourself in these roles"

Smiling, I kiss my man quickly. "Hell, I'm in for this. We haven't talked about these events but it's something we both knew would happen. Stop your fretting. I can be your 'hotwife', your woman in search of 'more nookie' as I think you men call it. I love you, Baby. This weekend let's go back to Louisville and let the fun begin!"

The We moved inside to the couch. The next hour was spent with the two of them exploring each other's bodies. We undressed and I staddled Sid. I pushed my boobs into his face. I was rewarded with love bites covering my tits. I leaned forward and by reaching behind me I worked Sid's cock against my pussy. "Honey, I want you to watch me taking cocks in me. Watch me massage their dicks and cause them to lose their loads in my mouth and hands. I'll be the 'hotwife' you are dreaming about."

I moved off Sid's lap and splayed my legs. "Honey, open me up. Use your fingers to spread my pussy. I want to feel your hand on my clit. Use me."

Sid worked on doing just that. I was close to being fisted. Without lube, I knew I couldn't take his entire hand but the image I had in my mind made me feel so nasty.

We worked together to finalize the plans for our weekend in the Derby City. I searched and found the phone number and address of the guy we had met at the boat show. A day and time were set up for us to renew our acquaintances. I assured him I wanted to get to 'know' him better.

Reservations were made at a large hotel downtown with a check-in time of early Friday afternoon.

I packed a variety of clothes. Most were to show my body and I included several demi-cup bras to allow my breasts to be on display.

We arrived at the hotel around 3:00. I took a shower and sat at a dressing table to apply my make-up. Sid watched. I could see his eyes in the reflection of the mirror.

"Baby, I think we should explore the late-night bars downtown. I want to be dressed to the point no man will misunderstand may appearance in doing so.

"I can't believe I'm seeing you with this attitude. Gawd, Kitty, you are fulfilling my dreams. I am so proud of you."

Laughing, I said, "Sid. you're going to see me differently. I promise."

I took my time picking out my clothing. I chose a black mini skirt, short to above mid-thigh. The cut would allow me to show my cleanly shaved labia. A black demi-cup bra pushed my breasts up and appeared on a shelf. The cups barely concealed my nipples. An almost sheer ivory-colored blouse and my black 4" 'fuck me' pumps looked perfect. I buttoned the blouse up to a 'respectable' level with only a few inches of cleavage exposed.

I modeled for my husband. He reached into his newly acquired camera bag and removed his new video camera. He had worked diligently on learning its uses and I was sure this initial filming of me would be just the first of many.

"Tell me what's going to happen tonight. You look beautiful and I want this to be a special evening." He told me.

Damn, why not put some pressure on me!

I stood with my hand on a chair near the window. The drapes were closed and he had the lights of the camera on.

"Hello, sweetheart. I hope you like what you see. I hope other men will see me with lust on their minds. I'm going to be your 'hotwife' tonight. I'm going to fulfill your dreams. And of course, mine too."

I slowly unbuttoned my blouse to give my Baby a close-up of my breasts.

"Do these look good enough to cause someone to want to feel their fullness? I hope so. I'm not going to deny groping as I flirt. I'm sure I can find a hard cock to please. Won't you love that?"

I turned and leaned on the window sill. Looking over my shoulder, I continued.

Lifting my mini-skirt, I showed my shaved pussy.

"Tonight I'm going to get this felt and hopefully filled with someone's hard cock."

Turning around, I stated. "Later tonight I'll give you a replay of my fun."

Sid turned off the camera and was all smiles.

"Let's go to the hotel bar and have a drink. I'm sure there will be someone to notice. It's happy hour and hopefully, men want to flirt with. I want you to see EVERYTHING that happens tonight."

We entered a crowded bar. I felt eyes looking at me. I smiled at several of the men. "Sid, Honey, this is going to be good. Let me walk the room alone. I'll be back shortly."

I moved with a sway in my walk a street hooker would use. I wanted to be seen. There would be no subdued behavior this evening.

My opened buttons were below my bra. I hoped to get close enough for someone to smell my perfume. Possibly his face was buried in my cleavage.

A third of the way through the bar I saw an attractive man looking at me. Without hesitation, I walked to him.

"Hello, I'm Kitty. And wanting someone to enjoy the evening with,"

"Lady, I'm not sure I can afford you." The target said.

Smiling I cleared up his misunderstanding of my actions.

"Baby, I'm a housewife, unsatisfied and looking for fun. No charge, just satisfaction assured."

I placed my hand on his chest. Looking into his eyes, I had no understanding of what my goals were. "Can I move past you so I can lean on the bar? I want this to be good for both of us."

The gentleman shifted and let me move by.. My heels were allowing me to be near his height. His eyes went constantly to my boobs. "Sweetheart, they're real and fabulous" using the line in the Seinfeld television show.

"I bet they are. You are unbelievably beautiful. Your husband is a fool to allow you to leave the house dressed as you are."

I asked him his name. I spoke using it. "Bill, I want more than he can provide. He is here with me. He's somewhere watching me right now. Does that offend you? No worry, he won't approach. I control him and he's just here for my safety."

Before Bill could speak I pulled him closer by his belt. "Mmm. yeah, that's better. Am I emharrassing you?"

"Not at all. I'm from out of town so no harm can come from this very fortunate meeting."

"What if I do this?" I asked while I put my hand on his penis. He was hard and pushing against his trousers. I kissed him lightly. I quickly glanced around the area and found Sid holding his cell to his ear. A ruse he was using to turn the camera to photo my actions.

Emboldened, I opened my legs slightly and told Bill to feel how wet I was. His hand probed me. "I love to feel a man's hand on my pussy. Please continue."

I lifted my hand and raised my left breast out of the demi-cup. "I've been told I have perky nipples. What do you think?"

I looked at the others around us and found an older man enjoying my behavior. I smiled and winked. Poor guy. I knew his hand was on his penis and hoping to see more. RTG

"Bill, I going to unzip your pants and take your cock out. I want to feel it. I want to rub it on my pubes, and maybe more. Are you ready for it?"

A smile was his only comment. Damn, this is going very well.

I did as I had told Bill. With his cock out and pushing against my stomach, I raised my skirt. I place his rod's length against my opening.

Pulling his face to mind, I whispered "I love its length. And thickness. Make me cum." I leaned back slightly and looked down. It was wonderful I wish I had some way to include Sid to watch.

To allow my husband to get an idea of how nasty his 'hotwife' was performing, I raised my left hand and licked my fingertips. Hopefully, he got a photo of my action.

For several minutes I worked on Bill's cock and filled his eye with how I was enjoying myself. He was bringing me close to my desired climax.

"Oh, hell yes, you're going to make me cum. Don't stop." I urged him.

I don't know if it was the outcoming of being a 'hotwife' or the situation itself, but I remember throwing my head back and softly moaning. If anyone was unsure of what had happened they were deaf and blind.

I looked at Sid. His cell was on me. Good!

I remembered Bill and his unfinished orgasm. "Honey, shoot off for me. Shoot it on my skirt. I want it as a badge of honor. I want my husband to see my naughtiness. Yes, give it to me. My talk did the trick. I felt his sperm on my moving hand. "Yes, I love it," I spoke to Bill.

Again, I raised my hand to my lips. Sperm covered my palm which I licked to taste my reward.

"I'm going to go now. Tell me are you going to around tonight? We have a room here and I would love to give you my full attention later. My husband will be present and possibly wanting to film me. I promise no shot will show your face. Just that great cock satisfying me."

As Bill put his 'privates' away he told me he would be available and wanted to be with me.

I gave him our room number and told him to call after 10:00. "Bill I want this more than you will ever understand."

I kissed him and made my way to Sid. Kissing him lightly, I told him of our later meeting. "Baby, my skirt is covered in cum. We need to go back to our room. I'm sure you will want to film my re-cap of everything"

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