Other Men's Wives 2

Edwards.

CONTENTS

GLORIA

DOOR TO DOOR SEX

SWAPPING MY WIFE

2ND HAND DRESS

SEX THERAPY

USING A LONELY WIFE

BREAKING IN THE BILLIONAIRE’S WIFE

THE SEDUCTION OF IMOGEN-LOUISE

OTHER TITLES FROM CJ EDWARDS

OTHER WORKS FROM EROTIC DREAMS

GLORIA

She had been my wife’s best friend for longer than we had been together and that was some time. Married with two kids, like my wife, the five foot ten brunette was nothing particularly special to look at. Just the right side of forty, slender without being skinny but with no particularly interesting features. And that name! But there was something about Gloria that made my cock spring to attention every time I thought about her. For over five years now, I had schemed and planned every possibility but had yet to find a way to sink my throbbing cock into the horny minx!

Her husband was Gary and he was an okay sort of bloke. We had socialised as couples for nearly ten years, so knew each other pretty well. We were both West Ham fans, which was odd as neither of us were Londoners and were also fanatical about rugby union, so always had plenty to talk about. Gloria and I always did a bit of harmless flirting when we had the chance but our spouses were never far away and I was never sure what she was thinking.

Then they dropped a bombshell. They were moving a hundred miles away for Gary’s job! I couldn’t believe it. I was never going to tick that box on my bucket list with her socialising in a different city! I broached the subject carefully with my wife.

It’s a shame about Gary and Gloria, isn’t it! I mean, we’ll miss them!

Claire looked at me with that expression that made me feel small. Don’t be daft, she said. We’ll still keep in touch. Gloria’s happy to stay over in one of the girl’s rooms when they’re away at school. She patted me on the chest. Leave it to the women, she winked. We’ve got it sorted!

And Claire invited them over again on the very first Friday night after they left. The doorbell went at six o’clock and I answered, as the wife was busy in the kitchen. Gloria stood there on her own with two overnight bags.

Welcome back stranger, I quipped, as it was less than a week since the couple had been round. I couldn’t help my eyes from roaming up and down her body. She wore a flowery summer dress that stopped mid-thigh and her legs looked just great. Aren’t you missing some baggage?

A wry smile told me my attention had not gone unnoticed. She turned her cheek for a kiss. I had to drop Gary off at his old office. He’ll be here in twenty minutes.

I couldn’t resist it. I put a finger on her cheek and turned her face towards me. My hand found the small of her back and crushed her soft groin against my very obvious erection as I gently pressed my lips to hers.

She didn’t pull away until at least five seconds had passed and that time was well spent. Her lips moved gently against mine and parted ever so slightly to reveal the end of an impertinent tongue. At the same time, her luscious body squirmed against me and if she hadn’t had broken contact, I swear I would have come in my pants! She smelt, felt and looked like my greatest wet dream.

Is that Gloria? Claire called from behind me. The spell was broken and I immediately reverted back to hen-pecked husband. The women embraced and I went to pour the drinks.

Gary arrived soon afterwards and we chatted for another five minutes about his new job before going straight through to dinner.

We had three bottles of wine on the table and it was gone by the end of the main course, so I dug out a pretty special bottle of French brandy. It was no surprise therefore that the women were pretty sloshed by the time we went back into the lounge. Gloria was a flirty drunk and was hanging off me and Claire as much as her husband. My wife could hardly stand but she was a lot more reserved than our guest when she had a drink inside her. She managed one more cognac and ten minutes of incoherent conversation before calling it a night. Grabbing Gloria’s hand, she dragged her up with her. Come on, my old roomie. I’ll tuck you in, she laughed.

I struggled to my feet to say goodnight to the ladies and noticed that Gary didn’t bother. My wife got the usual hug and kiss but Gloria was somewhat more demanding. Clinging to me like a woman possessed, she pressed every inch of her front against mine and I felt the unmistakable sensation of her hand on my arse.

Suddenly aware of Claire and Gary as though their eyes were burning into me, I gently prised Gloria off me and kissed her cheek chastely. Good night, Gloria, I said with a smile. Then the women were gone and I flicked on the rugby, before grabbing some beers from the fridge.

Gary lasted another thirty minutes and less than a can before he went spark out unconscious. I stayed to the end of the match and then fetched a pillow and blanket for him. There was no way he was going to make it upstairs. I grabbed a glass of water and went up myself.

Our bedroom was at the end of the landing, past the kids. I crept along in the dark, knowing the girls would be fast asleep. Millie’s room was open and that was obviously where Claire had put the guests, as it was the only other room with a double bed. I couldn’t resist a glance in as I passed.

Gloria was sleeping on her front and had kicked the duvet off. Her shorty nighty had ridden up and I could see just a hint of white skin where the hills of her buttocks began. I stood in the doorway, leaning on the wall for a few minutes as I watched her sleep. She was making a delightful mewing sound in her sleep and the room was full of her fragrance. I rubbed my cock through the material of my trousers and thought about the possibilities as I watched her.

Common sense told me to go to bed but I couldn’t help myself. Stealing across to the bed, I gently stroked her soft cheek with the back of my hand and her mew turned almost to a meow, as she subconsciously pushed her face into me. I looked down at her body and saw the nighty had risen even higher. The dark crevice between her legs was now just visible. My hand now had a life of its own. Reaching down, I ran my palm down the soft material on her back and stopped with my hand lightly resting in that forbidden place. She felt warm, soft and vibrant under my touch and I could hear her breathing rate had notably increased.

Then common sense hit me like a freight train. Looking over my shoulder at the wide open door, I remembered my spouse was only some twelve feet away and hers just downstairs. However much my cock throbbed, it wasn’t worth throwing away my marriage for. Whipping my hand away, I took one last look at my wanking fantasy and quickly left the room.

Claire was snoring like a docker but I fancied a go. My balls were now turning blue with pressure. I undressed in the dark and closed the bedroom door before climbing between the warm sheets. My hand found her shoulder and squeezed as my enormous erection pressed against the small of her back.

For a moment and just a moment, I thought I was in. Then she half awoke as that harridan I sometimes despised! Gerrof! Go to sleep! Her rejection was emphasised with a sharp elbow in the ribs.

I lay back and fumed as I slowly rubbed my cock out of habit and necessity. My wife’s body felt warm beside me and my nostrils were full of her scent but my mind was in the room next door. I thought of Gloria’s sleek, sensual body and imagined what her pussy must feel like clamped around my cock. I rubbed a little harder and squeezed in an approximation of the tightest quim I could remember.

Suddenly, I made a decision. I guess my cock trumped my brain but what the fuck, I was going for it. I sat up abruptly and swung my legs out of bed before looking over to see if I had disturbed my comatose wife… She didn’t even miss a breath. My bare feet hit the floor and I padded out of the bedroom, closing the door behind me.

I lingered at Gloria’s door and watched her again for a moment. She was still in the same position, on her front and hadn’t stirred at all. Continuing on to the stairs, I went halfway down just to check the