0 comments/ 34014 views/ 2 favorites Forbidden Pleasures Ch. 01 By: James_Brown Author's note: This chapter was inspired by the Literotica story 'My First and Only Affair', by bonnietaylor. * Steve and Katie worked in the same office building, and they shared a car pool along with another guy Matt, and a young girl called Christie. Christie didn't have a car, and so the other three would take it in turns to drive. But this week, Matt was working in another town, and Christie was on vacation, so as Steve waited for Katie to pick him up on Monday morning, he knew that it would just be the two of them together that week. On hearing the familiar 'honk' of Katie's car horn, Steve kissed his wife Jane goodbye and hurried out to the street. Katie greeted him with a cherry 'good morning' as he climbed in next to her. When the four of them travelled together, the two men would sit in the front and the women in the back, or vice versa depending on who was driving, as they found that this arrangement made conversation easier. So sitting in the front seat next to Katie was a new experience for Steve. Conversation was a little slow at first, but they soon found things to talk about. As they chatted, Steve came to realise that there was a definite advantage to sitting in the front seat with Katie, because as she drove, her skirt worked its way slowly up her legs, until quite a lot of her shapely nylon-clad legs were on show. It was about then that Steve started to have a little difficulty in keeping up his end of the conversation, as he tried not to stare at Katie's legs as she drove. But she didn't seem to notice, and soon they arrived at work. The day at work passed as normal for Steve, but as he waited for Katie next to her car after work, he remembered the morning's trip, and in particular the part about Katie's legs. "Sorry I'm a bit late," he heard Katie say from behind him. "No problem," said Steve, jolted back to reality. On the trip home Steve found himself once again glancing at Katie's legs as she drove, but something was different. He was certain that she had been wearing pale-coloured nylons that morning, but now they were black. And as she drove, and her skirt slipped further and further up her leg, eventually Steve could see stocking tops, and even just a little bit of a black suspender. Without thinking too much, suddenly Steve said, "So, do you always wear stockings and suspenders to work?" Katie looked embarrassed. She reached down and pulled down her dress. "Well, since you obviously noticed, no, I don't." she said, "I bought these today at lunchtime. It's a special treat for my husband Richard." "Lucky Richard," murmured Steve. Katie said nothing, but her mind was busy. She and Richard had been married for almost three years, and lately things were lagging a bit in the bedroom department. She had decided to try to spice up their sex life, and so she had bought a pair of black stockings, with a matching suspender belt, black panties, and a black lace bra, all of which she was wearing. She planned to attack her husband just as soon as she got home. But as she drove, she thought of what Steve had just said. She became aware of his furtive glances at her legs, and the idea that she was turning on another man, a man who was not her husband, made her get a little wet between her legs. And as her skirt crept up her legs again, this time she made no effort to pull it down. By the time that they reached Steve's house, he was able to see not only at her stocking tops, but a little tanned thigh as well. The next morning Steve called for Katie. He was a little disappointed to see that she was wearing normal pantihose when she climbed into the front seat next to him. Before long he could no longer resist. "So, did the stockings work?" he asked casually. "Oh yes," Katie said, smiling. "Twice. And again this morning." "Boy, I wish that Jane would wear something like that, once in a while," said Steve. "Doesn't she?" asked Katie, surprised. "No," said Steve. "I've hinted and hinted, but no luck." "Then why don't you buy her some nice underwear?" she asked. "Me? I wouldn't know what to buy. Or what size," he said. "The 'what' is easy," said Katie. "You just buy something that you would like to see her wear. And as for the size, Jane is about the same size as me. I could help you buy something, if you like." "That'd be great!" enthused Steve. "We could go out at lunchtime today" said Katie. "Yes," said Steve. "Thanks very much." And so at lunchtime, Katie took Steve to the store where she had made her purchases the previous day. They chose some black stockings, a suspender belt, and two pairs of lacy black panties. But when they came to choose a bra, Steve hesitated. "Jane's a bit -- um -- larger than you are in this area," he said. "I don't know what size she is." "Then we will buy her a camisole top," said Katie, and she chose one to match the other things. Steve paid for the items and they went back to the office, where Steve spent most of the afternoon imagining his wife wearing the sexy clothes that they had purchased. The next morning Katie called for Steve, and as soon as he climbed into the car, she asked, "Well, how did it go?" "Total disaster," said Steve glumly. "Jane refused point blank to wear any of them. She said that they would make her look like a tart." "Oh, I'm so sorry," said Katie sympathetically. "And she said that she would have to shave to wear them," added Steve. "I didn't think of that." "Jane doesn't shave her pussy?" asked Katie, surprised. Steve's eyes opened wide with surprise. It was the first time that he had ever heard a woman use the word 'pussy'. He gulped hard, and said, 'No, never." "She doesn't know what she's missing out on," said Katie. "I just love it when Richard eats my smooth shaved pussy." Steve thought that his brain was going to explode. In his wildest dreams he had never imagined that he would hear a woman talk about having her pussy eaten out. All he could do was sit there and think about Katie lying back on the bed with her legs apart, moaning while her husband ate her pussy. But suddenly it wasn't Katie's husband who had his head between her legs; it was Steve himself who was doing it. Steve had been toying with an idea, and Katie's explicit talk gave him the courage to try it. "Jane's angry about me wasting money on those things, and she insisted that I return them to the store," said Steve, indicating a package that he had with him. "But I thought that you might like to have them, just to say thanks for your help yesterday." "Oh, thank you, Steve," said Katie. "I know that they will look good on you," said Steve. Katie said nothing, but she thought about the sexy clothing that was in the package. And then she imagined that she was wearing it, and Steve was looking at her, and the dampness started between her legs once again. The next morning, Steve was still feeling pretty despondent as he called for Katie, but he brightened up as soon as she gave him her usual cheery 'good morning' as she climbed into the car next to him. "Well, did Richard like the new underwear?" he asked. "He hasn't seen it yet," replied Katie. "I thought that I would wear it to work today." Steve glanced at her legs and saw that she was wearing the black stockings. Immediately he thought about the rest of the underwear that she would be wearing -- the suspender belt, sheer panties and camisole top. In his mind all of Katie's outer clothing disappeared and he saw her in just the sexy underwear. It was then that he had to adjust his driving position to give his rapidly expanding cock some extra room in his trousers. Steve was kept very busy at work that morning, and he didn't have time to think about Katie at all. But during the afternoon she called him, asking if he could help her with a problem that she was working on. He told her to come over to his office. Steve admired Katie's legs, resplendent in the black stockings, as she came into his office and sat in a chair across the desk from him. They discussed her problem and Steve suggested a couple of possible options. She thanked him for his help, and as she closed her notebook her pen dropped onto the floor. "Oh, it's gone under the desk," said Katie, sounding annoyed. "Do you think that you could get it for me please?" Steve pushed his chair back, and dropped down onto his hands and knees, crawling under his desk. Then he glanced up, and jerked so much that he almost hit his head on the desk. Katie was sitting back, her legs slightly apart with her skirt above her knees, giving him an excellent view of her stockings and thighs, and just a tiny peek at her black panties. Steve just stared. And stared. He wanted to reach out and touch Katie's legs, to run his hand up the silky stockings and feel the bare flesh of her thighs, even to slip his fingers inside her panties and touch her pussy. But he wasn't completely certain that Katie had her legs apart on purpose, so he couldn't take the risk. So eventually he retrieved her pen and emerged from under the desk. "Found it!" he said, holding up the pen. "Thanks," said Katie. She took the pen from him and stood up. Steve walked over to open the door for her, and as she walked out. That evening, during the drive home from work, Steve found it hard to make conversation. He so desperately wanted to know if Katie had opened her legs for him in his office on purpose, or if it had been just accidental. But try as he might, he just couldn't think of any way to bring up the subject casually. Katie noticed his discomfort. "Thank you for helping me this afternoon, Steve," she said. "Anytime," said Steve. "And thank you for finding my pen on the floor," she added. She was giving him an opening! He just knew that she was! And still, Steve couldn't think of how to capitalise on this, and he said nothing. And so Katie said, "Did you like the view from under your desk? I just thought that you might like to see what those things looked like when they were being worn." This was it, Steve thought excitedly. It wasn't an accident! Katie had deliberately parted her legs for him while he was on the floor. "Oh yes!!!" he stammered. "I liked it very much. Your husband is a lucky man." "Maybe you should tell him that," said Katie wistfully. "Sometime I think that he doesn't appreciate me." "Then the man's a fool!" said Steve angrily. "Why, if I was your husband, I ...." "Yes?" said Katie expectantly. "Let's just say that you would be late for work every day," said Steve. Katie giggled. "You were just turned on by the black stockings and panties," she said. "Could you see my panties, by the way?" "Just," said Steve. "Maybe when we stop at the next red light I'll give you a better look," Katie said. Steve felt his cock start to harden. He peered ahead at the next set of traffic lights, which were green. And so were the next two sets. Steve cursed his luck. Why is there never a red light when you need one, he thought? The next set of traffic lights turned red just as they approached it, and Steve rolled the car to a stop. He looked at Katie expectantly. She smiled at him and pulled up her skirt, revealing all of her thighs and her panties to him. Then she licked her finger seductively and ran it over the slit of her pussy. Suddenly Steve was jolted by the blaring of the horn from the car behind them. The lights had turned green and all of the other traffic had moved off. He quickly put the car into gear and drove away. Katie did not pull her skirt back down, and as they drove, Steve wanted to reach out and touch her legs. Finally, when they had almost reached her street, Steve reached over and gently put his hand on her leg, he could feel the heat from her body through the soft nylon. Katie reached down and took his hand, sliding it up until it was on her bare thigh. Then suddenly they reached the end of her street, and Steve had to put both hands back onto the steering wheel to turn the corner. As he did, Katie smoothed her stockings and pulled down her dress. The car reached Katie's house and stopped. "Have a nice evening, Steve," she said as she climbed out. "I'll pick you up tomorrow." The next morning, Steve was pleased to see that Katie was wearing black stockings once again. She saw him looking at her legs, and said casually, "You know, a woman is really vulnerable when she's driving. Why, a man in the next seat could put his hand on her leg and she couldn't do a thing about it." Steve took the hint and placed his hand on her leg, slipping under her skirt and onto her thigh. She quivered with excitement as he touched her bare flesh. "Like this, you mean?" he asked. "Yes, just like that," she said huskily. "A man could even touch a woman's pussy and she wouldn't be able to do anything about it." Steve slid his hand up until it cupped her pussy. He could feel the heat of her pussy through her panties. Then she gasped as he slipped his fingers under her panties and touched her pussy lips. Suddenly Katie turned off the road and pulled into an almost deserted parking area. Steve thought that she was angry with him and he pulled his hand away, but she reached out, took his hand, and placed it back over her pussy. She came to a stop at the back of the parking lot. "Take off my panties, Steve," she whispered. "Hurry!" She lifted up her hips and Steve pulled her panties down over her knees, and gazed in wonder at her bare pussy. Then he reached out and rubbed his fingers over her slit, slipping his middle finger between her lips. "Can I taste you?" he asked. "Oh, yes, please!" she gasped. Katie tipped the back of her seat down. Steve bent his head down, and for the first time in his life tasted the delicious nectar of Woman. Katie moaned as his tongue worked her slit, instinctively finding her clit and working it between his lips, until she gasped with pleasure as she came. "Oh, Katie, that was wonderful!" Steve gasped. "Thank you! Thank you so much!" "No, thank you!" said Katie. "Was it OK for you?" he asked. "Oh yes," she purred. "Very, very nice. You must have been practising." "My first time," said Steve. "Honestly. Did I do it right?" "Definitely," she said. Katie adjusted her clothing and put her seat back up. Then suddenly Steve wondered if anyone had seen them. He looked around the parking area, but there was nobody anywhere near to them. Katie started the car engine. "Maybe I could return the favour sometime," said Katie, brushing her hand over his cock. For the rest of the trip to work, Steve closed his eyes and thought about Katie's words and the possibilities that they held. But it was Friday, and he knew that next week, both Matt and Christie would be back, and the car pool would have to return to normal. And since Katie picked up Christie before she called for him, he knew that they wouldn't have any time alone at all. Forbidden Pleasures Ch. 02 As Steve and Katie drove home from work on Friday afternoon, Steve wasn't sure what he should do during the trip. Eating out Katie's pussy that morning on the way to work had been an amazing experience. He wanted to touch her again, to feel her pussy as she drove, but he didn't know if that was what she wanted. So instead he chatted to her as though nothing had happened between them that morning. After they had chatted for a little while, Katie said, "Richard and I are having a few people over tomorrow evening. All very informal, just drinks and nibbles. Why don't you and Jane come over as well?" "I don't know," said Steve. "Jane's not very big on parties." "But you'll ask her?" "I'll ask her." So that evening Steve raised the subject of the party with his wife. "You remember Katie from work?" he asked. Jane said that she did. "Well, she and her husband Richard are having a few people over to their house tomorrow evening. Very informal, drinks and finger food. She asked if we would like to go. What do you think?" "Would you like to go?" asked Jane. "Well, yes, it might be fun," said Steve casually. "All right then, we can go," said Jane. Steve didn't get much done at home the next day, as all that he could think about was Katie's party. They had never been anywhere together except for work and so he had not seen her in anything except her business clothes. All day long he kept imagining Katie in sexy party dresses. At last the time of the party arrived. When Katie answered the door, Steve's mental pictures of her all came true. She was wearing a very skimpy, and very hot, party dress. Katie greeted Jane with a kiss on the cheek as though they were old friends. There were two other couples at the party, and Steve and Jane mingled and chatted with them. Steve forced himself not to pay too much attention to Katie. Then Jane noticed a couple of oil paintings hanging on the wall and stopped to admire them. "Richard painted those," said Katie, coming up behind Jane. "Isn't he clever?" "Oh yes," said Jane. "They're very good. I used to paint a little, you know." "Really?" said Katie. Then she called out to Richard and he came over to them. "Jane used to paint also, Richard." She said. "Why don't you take her out and show her your studio." "Oh yes please!" said Jane enthusiastically. "The studio's out the back, behind the garage," said Richard as he led Jane out the back door. As soon as they had left the room Katie came and took Steve's hand. "Dance with me," she said in a low sultry voice. They danced, slowly, and close together. Steve had not been that close to Katie before, and his senses were intoxicated by her presence. He loved the touch of her skin under his fingers, and several times he had to resist the urge to slide his hands down her back and squeeze her ass. "Come and help me get some more drinks," Katie said, and led him into the kitchen. As soon as the kitchen door closed, she threw herself at Steve and kissed him, pressing her superb body against his. "I want you so much!" gasped Steve. "Soon, baby, soon, I promise," she whispered breathlessly. They kissed again, and then picked up some drinks and went back to the party. Meanwhile, Richard was showing Jane his studio, and several paintings that he was working on. Then Jane noticed a painting of a nude woman on the wall. "Is this Katie?" she asked. "Oh yes," said Richard. "I painted that just after we were married. But she won't let me hang it in the house." "Well, I can understand that she might not want to have a nude painting of herself in the house," said Jane. "Oh, it isn't that," said Richard. "She says that I made her breasts too large." "And did you?" asked Jane. "Well, yes, I must admit that I did," said Richard. "I like women with large breasts." And he had to bite his tongue so that he didn't add "just like yours". For the next few minutes Jane admired the paintings, while Richard admired Jane. "Have you ever posed for an artist, Jane?" he asked casually. "Me? Goodness, no!" said Jane, surprised. "You'd make a wonderful subject," said Richard. "Would you sit for me?" "You want to paint me?" asked Jane. "Very much," said Richard. "We could start, and if you decided that you didn't want to go on, you would just have to tell me." Jane's mind was in a trance. She was flattered that an artist would want to paint her picture. She imagined herself posing on a studio lounge, draped only in a piece of sheer gossamer material. And then she imagined that the gossamer slipped of her shoulder, revealing her naked breasts to the delight of Richard as he worked at the painting. These kind of thoughts were completely new to her, and her body tingled in ways that she had never experienced before. Suddenly she felt very naughty. "Oh Richard, I'd love to pose for you," she said. "Thank you for asking me. When can we start?" "I usually work on Sunday afternoons," said Richard. "We could start tomorrow, if you like." "All right, then, tomorrow it is," said Jane. When they returned to the party Steve was still dancing with Katie. Jane immediately told them both that she was going to pose for Richard, starting tomorrow. They both said that was wonderful. Then Steve danced with Jane until it was time for them to leave. The next afternoon, Jane asked Steve if he would drive her to Richard and Katie's house as she couldn't remember the way. "Sure," said Steve. "Katie and I can watch a movie or something while you and Richard are working." Working in the shed, away from the house, he thought to himself. The possibilities were interesting -- for him and Katie, that is. When they arrived at Richard and Katie's house, Richard and Jane immediately disappeared out the back door and into the studio. "I didn't know what I should wear," said Jane. "Is this all right?" "It's just fine," said Richard. "It will take me a while to get the painting to the stage where I have to paint in your clothes, so we can work out something later." Already he was devising ways that he could get Jane out of her clothes completely. Richard sat Jane on a studio lounge that was in the room, and proceeded to arrange her posture. As he brushed some wisps of hair away from her face, the touch of his hand on her skin made Jane tingle. Then she thought about Richard's off-handed comment when she mentioned her clothes? Would he ask her to pose nude? The thought of undressing in front of him sent a delightful shiver through her whole body. As soon as Richard and Jane had left, the house, Steve turned to Katie. "Looks like we have come time on our hands," he said. "What do you think that we could do?" Without answering, Katie put her arms around his neck and pressed herself up against him. "I'm sure that we will think of something," she murmured as her hungry lips met his. Steve devoured Katie's mouth, and allowed his hands to rove all over her lovely body. Finally Katie broke off the kiss, and led him up the stairs to a guest bedroom. "Wait here," she breathed. "I'll just be a minute." Steve waited, the anticipation making his cock swell to full size. And then Katie came back into the room. She was wearing the shortest skirt that Steve had ever seen, and it showed not only her stocking tops but her suspenders as well. Steve immediately knew that underneath she was wearing the underwear that he had given her. "I feel like such a slut when I wear this dress," she said breathlessly. "Then we best take it off," said Steve. "And see if you really are a slut underneath." Steve had been thinking about this moment all day, and had planned in intimate detail how he would undress Katie, slowly, sensually, revealing her lovely body to him. But looking at her in that slutty dress, he completely forgot all of those plans. He just wanted to rip off all of her clothes so that he could fuck her brains out. And that's just what happened. They lay together afterwards, holding each other, after what had been the best fuck of Steve's life. They had done it three times, and Katie had squealed with pleasure each time as she had cum. Katie stroked his chest, curling her fingers in his chest hairs. "You never did get that head job, did you?" she murmured. "Maybe next time." "So there's going to be a next time?" asked Steve. "Oh, there will definitely be a next time," Katie said. They decided then that they should get up and dress, and watch at least part of a movie in case Richard or Jane asked them what they had been doing. So they did that, and then after about another half hour, Richard and Jane returned to the house. "How did it go?" asked Steve. "Great," said Richard. "Jane is a lovely subject to paint." Jane just smiled at him. They all had a drink, and then Steve and Jane left. During the drive home, Steve said to Jane, "So, are you going to keep on posing for Richard?" "Oh, yes," said Jane eagerly. "We're going to continue on next Sunday." "That's good," said Steve. Already he was thinking about the next Sunday. Forbidden Pleasures Ch. 03 During the next week, Jane thought a lot about the time that she had spent posing for Richard. She remembered the feeling as his eyes devoured her. She was sure that he was undressing her in his mind as he worked at his canvas. The thought of this made her tingle all over. She looked forward eagerly to their next session the following weekend. The next Sunday afternoon, Jane and Steve drove over to Richard and Katie's house as arranged. Jane had put a lot of thought into the dress that she would wear. It was a light summer frock, cut low at the front, with no sleeves, and just little shoulder straps. She did not wear a bra, but she wore a coat so that Steve and Katie would not be able to see what she was wearing. When they arrived, there were just a few minutes of chat before Richard and Jane went out to Richard's studio behind the garage. Jane went and sat on the lounge that Richard had posed her on the previous week. Then she casually removed her coat. "Do you like my dress?" she asked, smiling at Richard. "Oh yes!' said Richard, staring at her breasts which seemed to be straining against the material, trying to escape. "It's lovely!" "I thought that you might like to see a bit less of my dress, and a bit more of me," said Jane sweetly. "Come an show me how you want me to sit." Richard walked over to Jane. His eyes were completely focused on her breasts. His mind was racing, trying to think of a way that he could slip them out of her dress. He posed Jane how he wanted her to sit, and she shivered with delight at the touch of his hands. Then Richard slipped the shoulder straps of her dress down onto her arms. Jane did not protest, so he decided to see how far she would let him slide her top down. Slowly, slowly he moved her shoulder straps, pulling down the top of her dress with them, until both her breasts popped out. Jane couldn't believe that she had let Richard go this far. The only other man that had ever seen her naked breasts was Steve. She felt so naughty, so -- bad. And the thought excited her, and made her quiver all the way down to her pussy. "Do you like them?" asked Jane shyly. "Oh yes!" gasped Richard. "They're -- you're beautiful!" Richard couldn't move. He was transfixed by the sight of Jane's beautiful breasts. They were round and firm, with big nipples. Richard was undoubtedly a breast man, and Jane's breasts were just about his idea of perfection. Richard wanted to reach out and touch her breasts, to bury his face in them and suck her nipples. But he didn't want to go too far. He knew that Jane was not a sexually aggressive woman, and he didn't want to spoil what so far was a very good thing. So he went to his canvas and started work. Katie, on the other hand, was a very sexually aggressive woman. As soon as Richard and Jane had left the house, she had dragged Steve upstairs to the guest bedroom and just about ripped off his clothes. Steve had once again been planning to slowly undress Katie, but he didn't complain. As he thrust his cock in and out of her pussy, she implored him to fuck her harder, and to cum inside her. As much as Richard was a breast man, Steve was a pussy man. He just loved the feel of Katie's smooth pussy. After making love three times, Steve and Katie dressed and went back downstairs. They watched some more of the movie that they had started watching last week. The movie had almost finished when Richard and Jane returned. Steve and Jane said their goodbyes and left. Once again, Jane thought a lot about that afternoon during the week. She had hoped that Richard would touch her breasts, squeeze and fondle them with his gentle artist's hands, and perhaps even suck her nipples. But that hadn't happened. Jane decided that Richard must be a little shy, just like she had thought that she had been. So she decided that the next week she would send him some stronger signals. So the next Sunday Jane once again wore her revealing dress. As soon as she and Richard were in the studio she slipped off her jacket. "Oh, I see that you've worn that lovely dress again," said Richard. "I'm glad." "Come and help me pose," said Jane invitingly. Richard posed Jane how he wanted her, and then he once again slid down her shoulder straps until her breasts popped out of her dress. But this time, Jane reached out and took both of Richard's hands and placed them over her breasts. Richard couldn't believe his good luck. He was in tit heaven as he squeezed Jane's breasts, and then he bent down his head, and Jane gasped with pleasure as she felt his lips surround her nipple. Most of the sensation shot straight down to her pussy, which she thought was going to explode with pleasure. "Oh, Richard!" she gasped. "I want you! I want you so much!" By that time Richard's cock was rock hard. He lifted Jane up and pulled down her dress, leaving just her panties. Quickly he shed his clothes. Jane removed her panties and lay back on the lounge with her legs open invitingly. Richard quickly accepted her invitation and slid his cock into her wet pussy. Richard was a gentle and considerate lover, Jane discovered, totally unlike Steve. She loved the way that he worshipped her body, and she came three times, something that she had never done before. Meanwhile, Steve had finally managed to undress Katie slowly, enjoying her superb body inch by inch as he removed her clothes. But when she was naked, Katie pushed him back onto the bed and climbed on top, riding him to the most intense climax that he had ever experienced. Steve and Katie had only just returned downstairs when Richard and Jane came into the house. "How did it go today?" Steve asked Jane. "Wonderful!" gushed Jane. "Richard is so talented." And so things continued in this blissful state for the next couple of weeks. Then one Sunday, after they had made love in the studio and Richard was preparing to start painting, Jane said to him, "I wonder what Steve and Katie do while we are out here?" "The same thing that we do, I expect," replied Richard, smiling. "What, you means Katie paints too?" asked Jane, surprised. "No, not painting," said Richard. "The other thing." It took Jane a few seconds to realise what he meant. Then she gasped with surprise. "You don't mean.......?" she asked. "Of course," said Richard. "Katie is a very sexual woman. I've seen the way that she looks at Steve when you're not there." Jane's sense of reason was completely overwhelmed. At first she was outraged at the idea that Steve was cheating on her, but then she remembered that she had been cheating on him at the same time! So she decided to say nothing for the present. One of the results of both Steve and Janes' extra-curricular activities had been a vast improvement in their own sex life. Of course the fact that each of them was thinking of someone else during sex was of no consequence. But then one day Steve used a new move on Jane, and she decided that it was time to test Richard's theory. "Nice move," she said. "Did Katie teach you that?" "Oh yes," said Richard. "She showed me ........." then his voice trailed off as he realised that he had been tricked. "Oh my God," he moaned. "So it's true!" said Jane angrily. "You have been screwing Katie, just as Richard said that you were." Steve was about to say something in his defence when the penny dropped. "Wait a minute!" he said. "Richard told you about me and Katie? Why would he do that?" He paused, and then smiled. "Of course! You and he do more that just paint in that studio of his, don't you?" he said. Jane said nothing. She knew that she had been found out. Steve grinned in triumph, and then he burst out laughing. Then Jane laughed too, and they rolled around on the bed as they realised the irony of the situation. Finally, Jane said, "So was Katie any good?" "Well I have to say that she was pretty damn good," replied Steve. "How was Richard?" "Very gentle and considerate," said Jane dreamily. "He was lovely." They were quiet for a couple of minutes, and finally Jane said, "So what happens now?" "Well, since everyone knows about everyone else, except Katie, I think that we should go public," said Steve. "Then you and Richard won't have to keep doing it on whatever you do it on in his studio." "It would be nice to be in a proper bed," sighed Jane. "Then it's settled," said Steve. So the next Sunday, when they arrived at Richard and Katie's house, Steve went straight up to Katie, put his arms around her, and kissed her. For a second or two she kissed back, but then she realised what was happening and pulled away. "Steve!" she gasped in pretended anger. "What are you doing?" "It's OK, Katie," said Steve. "Jane and Richard know about us." "What!!" exclaimed Katie, looking worriedly at Richard. "How did you know?" "I guessed," said Richard. "I know how much you like sex, and Steve is a good-looking man." "And I know about Richard and Jane," said Steve, looking directly at Richard. Katie stood there with her mouth open, until finally she managed to say, "You mean..... Jane and Richard.... were...." "Doing it, in Richard's studio, while you and I were doing it upstairs," said Steve. Katie burst out laughing, and everyone else joined in. Then Steve said, "And now, Richard, I'm going to take your wife upstairs and fuck her. And I suggest that you do the same to my wife." And they all disappeared upstairs. Forbidden Pleasures Ch. 04 The next Sunday, when Steve and Jane arrived at Richard and Katie's house, there was no pretence of painting or watching movies. Both couples immediately paired off and disappeared upstairs to the bedrooms. The sex had been good, Jane told herself as she lay in Richard's arms. Good, but not great. Something had been missing. And then she realised that what was missing was the excitement, the danger of getting caught. When she and Richard were making love in his studio, there was always a risk that Steve and Katie would walk in on them. And Jane realised that was what made it so exciting to be with Richard. As Jane lay there thinking about this, she heard Steve and Katie making love in the next room. Katie was making a lot of noise, and Jane pictured her riding Steve's cock, with her tits bouncing up and down as he fucked her. The idea of watching her husband fuck another woman excited Jane. And then she realised that she didn't just want to watch, she wanted to join in with them. The thought of this made her very horny, so she took Richard's cock in her hand, stroking and fondling it until he was hard enough to fuck her again. And as they fucked, Jane imagined that she was with Steve and Katie. She came hard, harder than she had ever done before. Later, after they had all returned downstairs, Jane and Katie were in the kitchen fixing some drinks. "You know, I really regret that I made Steve return that sexy underwear that he bought for me," said Jane. "I've been thinking that I might buy some myself. Do you think that you could help me to pick some out?" "Of course," said Katie. "We can do it this week if you like." So the following Wednesday, both Jane and Katie thought of an excuse not to go to work, and they went to a lingerie store in their town. Katie suggested several items, and they walked over to the change rooms. "Come in and help me try them on," said Jane. And so they both went into the change room. In the change room, Katie held the underwear while Jane removed her clothing. When she was completely naked she turned to face Katie. "My, my, you are a big girl," murmured Katie approvingly. "Steve's a lucky man." Jane could feel Katie's eyes on her body. No woman had ever seen her naked, and the thought that she was completely exposed to Katie's view made her very excited. Then Katie helped her to try on the underwear, and the touch of Katie's hands on her skin made Jane tingle in a way that she had never felt before. Suddenly she wanted to see Katie naked as well, and to look at her in the same way. "You should buy something too," said Jane. "All right, I will," said Katie, and went out of the change room back to the store. Soon she returned with black lace panties and bra, stockings and a suspender belt. "What do you think?" she asked, holding them up. "Mmmm, very sexy!" murmured Jane approvingly. Jane's eyes were fastened on Katie as she removed her clothing. Jane gasped a little with surprise when she saw Katie's smooth shaved pussy. She had never seen a shaved pussy before, and it fascinated her. Katie saw Jane looking at her pussy. "You know, you really will have to shave before you wear those sexy things," Katie said gently to Jane. "Will you help me?" blurted out Jane. "Of course I will," said Katie, touching Jane's arm. And right there, the connection between them was made. They got dressed, wearing their new underwear under their clothes, paid for their purchases, and left the store. On the drive home neither woman said much, but they were both occupied with their thoughts. As she drove, Katie noticed that Jane was glancing at her legs, and this reminded her of that day when Steve had first looked at her stocking-clad legs as she drove. And once again, her pussy started to get damp. As soon as they arrived at Jane's house, she said, "Let's do this right away." Before I lose my nerve, she thought. She went to the bathroom, collected a razor, shaving cream, water and a towel, and they both went into the bedroom. Once again, Jane felt Katie's eyes on her body as she undressed. When she was naked, Jane lay back on the towel on the bed. Katie slipped off her dress and was wearing just her bra, panties and stockings. Katie applied lather and expertly removed all of Jane's pubes. "There!" she exclaimed triumphantly. "Feel how smooth you are." Jane ran her hand over her pussy and marvelled at how smooth it was. As she did this, Katie's hand rested on her inner thigh. Then Jane took Katie's hand and placed it over her pussy. Katie smiled at her, and gently caressed her pussy. Jane lay back and closed her eyes, experiencing for the first time the touch of another woman on her most intimate place. Then she gasped as she felt Katie's finger slip inside her pussy, while Katie's thumb rubbed her clit. Suddenly Jane reached up and pulled Katie's head down to her pussy. Jane was in ecstasy as Katie's tongue worked magic on her clit, and then she screamed with pleasure as she experienced her first orgasm with another woman. When Jane's breathing returned to normal, she looked at Katie. "Could I shave you?" she asked. "You know, for practice." "Of course," said Katie. She slipped off her underwear and lay back on the bed. Jane thought that Katie's pussy was the most beautiful thing that she had ever seen. As Katie had shaved the previous night there was just a little stubble for Jane to remove, but she took great care, and soon Katie's pussy was as smooth as hers. Then Jane lowered her mouth to Katie and pleasured her the same way as she herself had just enjoyed. Later, after the girls had dressed and were enjoying a glass of wine in the living room, Jane said, "I heard you and Steve making love last Sunday." "Oh, sorry I made so much noise," said Katie, embarrassed. "Oh no it wasn't that," said Jane. "The thought of you two together really turned me on. I think that Richard was really surprised when I attacked him." They both giggled. "Then I fantasised that I was there with you and Steve while you were making love." "Really?" said Katie. "Yes, and then I joined in, and we had a threesome. I don't know why I thought that, I've never thought anything like that before in my life." Katie leaned over and kissed Jane. "And did you like it?" she asked. "Oh yes," replied Jane enthusiastically. "Then maybe we could do it for real sometime," said Katie. "Really?" said Jane. "Do you think that Steve would want to do that?" "Being with two women at the same time is every man's fantasy," said Katie. "Trust me, he'll do it." Forbidden Pleasures Ch. 05 As Steve drove home after dropping off Matt and Christie, he thought about Katie. This was the first time that she had ever taken a day off work. And she had sounded really vague on the phone that morning when she had called to tell him not to pick her up. He hoped that everything was all right with her, and with them. He most certainly didn't want to stop seeing her. Although now that Jane and Richard had found out about them, things did seem to be a little weird. When Steve reached his house, he was very surprised to see Katie's car in the driveway. As he came to a stop next to it, his mind raced, wondering what was about to happen. Was there about to be a confrontation with Jane and Katie, and maybe Richard as well? He was a very worried man as he entered the house. "Hello, darling," said Jane calmly, as soon as she saw him. She came over and gave him a kiss. "Hi, handsome," said Katie, and she kissed him as well. "What's going on?" asked Steve. Jane ignored his question. "Why don't you go and have a shower and relax after a hard day at work," said Jane. "And maybe a shave as well?" "That's a good idea," said Katie. Steve was smart enough to know not to argue with women, so he went and showered. He tried to figure out what was going on, but every scenario that went through his mind ended in disaster. After his shower he shaved as instructed, and then walked out in to the bedroom, wearing just a towel. He stopped in his tracks and just stared. Jane and Katie were both sitting on the bed. They were both wearing black bras, panties, suspender belts, stockings, and stiletto heels. And nothing else. "Surprise!" they said in unison. 'Surprise' was hardly the right word to describe Steve's reaction -- stunned disbelief might have been more accurate. He just stood there, staring, with his mouth open but saying nothing. Then both of the girls jumped up, ran over to him, and dragged him onto the bed, pulling off his towel. "I want to watch you and Katie make love," instructed Jean. Katie smiled, and reached down and pulled down her panties. Steve's cock already was hard, and Katie sat on top of him. She looked deep into Jane's eyes as she rubbed her pussy against Steve's cock, and then she thrust down, taking Steve completely inside her. Jane gasped as she saw her husband's cock slide into Katie's pussy. She felt as though Steve was fucking her, and she knew just what pleasure he would be giving to Katie. Katie was her new best friend, and Jane was so happy that her husband could pleasure her friend like this. As she watched Steve's cock slide in and out of Katie's pussy, Jane slipped her hand into her own panties and started to rub her pussy. Katie saw the look of joy on Jane's face. "You like watching your husband fuck me, don't you, Jane?" she teased. "You like watching his big cock fuck my cunt, don't you? Tell me that you like it." "Oh yes!" gasped Jane. "I like seeing his big cock fuck your cunt." Jane couldn't believe that she had just said both the 'f' word and the 'c' word for the first time in her life. One again she felt so naughty, she was such a bad girl. The thought that she was fucking another woman's husband while the other woman watched, also thrilled Katie, and she squealed with pleasure as she came. At the same instant Jane reached a frenzy stroking her pussy, and she made herself cum for the first time in her life. Seeing his wife make herself cum for the first time caused Steve to shoot a huge load deep into Katie's pussy. They all collapsed together on the bed. As Steve lay there, with a beautiful woman on each side of him, he found it hard to believe what had just happened. He had expected an argument, maybe even a fight, but never in his wildest dreams did he expect anything like what had just happened. But soon Steve wondered what else might happen, and he reached out and caressed both women. "Steve, is Katie any good at sucking cock?" asked Jane. "Oh Yes," said Steve. "She's very good!" "Then I want you to teach me how to do it," said Jane. Katie smiled at Jane, and slipped down, taking Steve's cock in her mouth. Jane watched fascinated, as Katie used her lips and tongue, and soon Steve was hard again. "That's the easy part," said Katie. "The next part is a bit trickier." Jane couldn't believe her eyes as Steve's cock disappeared completely down Katie's throat. "How do you do that?" she asked. "It just takes practice," said Katie. "Now you try." Jane moved down the bed, and took Steve's still-hard cock into her mouth. "Oh!" she said, surprised at the nice feeling of his cock-head on her tongue. "Now take it all the way down," instructed Katie. Jane forced herself not to gag as Steve's cock filled her throat, but she soon learnt how to handle it. "Now when Steve cums in your mouth, you have to swallow it all down," said Katie. Jane nodded. Steve had held off as long as he could, and now he filled his wife's throat with his cum. Jane spluttered a little as Steve's cum filled her throat, but then she smiled. "Oh wow!" she gasped. "I can't believe I've never done that before!" Again they lay together for a while, and then Katie said, "We have another surprise for you, Steve. Stand up, Jane." It took Jane a few seconds, but then she understood what Katie meant. She stood up next to the bed, and then slowly pulled down her panties. Steve gasped with surprise at he looked at his wife's smooth shaved pussy. "Wow!" was all that he could say. Steve reached out and grabbed Jane, and she squealed as he pulled her onto the bed. He immediately buried his face between her legs, and started to lick her pussy. Katie had taught him well, and Jane shivered with delight as his lips and tongue explored her. She grabbed the back of Steve's head and pulled him to her, gasping with each movement of his tongue, until she cried out with pure delight as she came. Steve just couldn't wait to thrust his cock into his wife's smooth pussy. He threw Jane back on the bed and climbed on top of her, rubbing his cock against the smooth skin above her pussy. Then slowly, teasingly, he pushed his cock into her, until Jane wrapped her legs around him and pulled his cock completely into her. Jane lay there, enjoying the sensation of her husband's cock in her pussy. She remembered the taste of Katie's cum from Steve's cock, and then she remembered the joy of eating Katie's pussy that afternoon. She reached out for Katie. Katie knew what Jane wanted. She moved and sat over Jane's face, so that Jane could eat her pussy. Then Katie reached out and kissed Steve. Suddenly Steve stopped in mid stroke. He had suddenly realised that Jane was eating Katie's pussy. Jane saw him stare at her. "Oh don't be so shocked, darling," she said. "Katie taught me a thing or two this afternoon, as well. Now please don't stop fucking me." Steve recovered quickly, and as he fucked Jane while he watched Jane and Katie, his mind was filled with visions of the two of them together, rolling around naked on that very bed. The thought of this made him cum hard, filling Jane's cunt with his cum. As Katie heard Jane squeal with delight she came at the same time. Once again they lay together, and then Katie said to Jane, "Steve's cock is so big, I just love the way that it stretches my pussy when he fucks me. You're so lucky to be able to fuck him anytime that you want." "Well, maybe I'll let you come over and fuck him anytime you want as well," said Jane. "Just as long as I can join in." "Of course you can," said Katie, as she reached out and kissed Jane. And Steve's mind was filled with fantasies of what the future held in store for them.