JULY 2018 CON’T After an easygoing fuck session, we ordered a pizza. Candi answered the door in nothing but a G-string and bra. She’d taken off her boots and looked less like a hooker and more like just another piece of ass. The delivery guy, in his late 20’s, loved the view. I peeked out from the bathroom, with the shower going and a washcloth hanging over it, so the water sounded like someone was showering. The guy made a comment referencing a boyfriend, and Candi tellingly corrected him that I was ‘just a friend’. She then told him I’d be gone by 6PM, if he was available to stop by. His face lit up then fell. I figured 1) he had to work and was unavailable; 2) he thought this was too good to be true; or 3) it would cost too much. Candi perceived his hesitation and commented, ‘The only thing you have to spend is some time.’ He smiled again, saying he wouldn’t be off work until 7PM. She smiled back and said check out was tomorrow morning, and asked his name. Then she asked if she should expect to see him at 7PM. He agreed, and she told him that if she was still busy, she’d put out the Do Not Disturb card. He said he’d see her then and said goodbye. As soon as the door closed, I was out of the bathroom and all over her. That she had just successfully propositioned a guy right in front of me was incredible, and all I wanted to do was fuck her brains out. In character, she insisted on a condom and then I went at her doggie style. I didn’t make it to fifteen minutes. We warmed up the pizza and ate it while lounging on the bed. We made small talk about her profession (I knew from past conversations with Michelle that she was rehashing old, but sexy tales re her fun with clients). After we cleaned up, she apologized and said she’d need to end the evening by 6:30PM. It was already 5:45. I asked about one for the road and she said, ‘Your time’s up, but I like you’. She impishly said she knew I liked my girls trashy and put on her boots and the crop-top, then dropped to her knees and began a blowjob. When I was good and hard, she put a condom on me, stood, then leaned on the desk, ass out. Looking at me in the mirror she told me to go for it. I kept thinking about the fact that in about an hour that young delivery guy would be balls deep in her. Her dirty talk only helped me along. A couple of minutes after 6PM I was dressed and walking to my car. About 6:30PM she texted that she was cleaned up and ready for her next client. Just after 7PM she texted that the guy had arrived. I heard from her again less than an hour later. She arrived home shortly after nine. I was ready for some ‘used wife’ sex, and she obliged. The guy, she told me, was quite friendly, asked to quickly shower before they started, since he’d worked all day, and they had a great time together. When they were done, he made sure she had a way home and walked her to her car even though it was still light outside. He’d offered her $100 for what he termed ‘sex with a supermodel’. Quite sincerely, he said he didn’t mean to insult her with such a small sum, but it was all he had on him. She said he was so sweet, she took one ten-dollar bill, telling him it was for gas money, and told him she enjoyed herself too much to take any more. That made him feel like a million bucks. Sunday, we relaxed at home, watched TV and enjoyed each other’s company. My birthday fell on Tuesday, and Michelle and Nicki had arranged to take me out to an expensive restaurant in the city. Doug had been mindful to cancel his date night with Michelle since it was my birthday. The girls arrived at our place after work and we all took a while to get dressed up. I was in a suit and tie and they were dressed to the nines in some sexy, very short, but classy looking dresses. For appearances, Michelle wore the cubic zirconia engagement/wedding rings Doug bought her (I’m supposed to think she bought them herself as an anniversary “upgrade”), and I wore my wedding band. Michelle joked that with our rings on I wouldn’t look like a playboy with a couple bimbos out on the town. After dinner, we had cake and ice cream at home and I opened a few gifts. For fun, the girls also gave me numerous ‘coupons’ for various sex fantasies. Once Nicki left, Michelle changed into a beautiful and sexy authentic harem outfit (purchased from the same belly dancing site Nicki and I bought a few outfits from) and showed me a great time with some fun, ‘regular’ sex. Although we never discussed it, on my mind was the fact that Michelle had seen a client that morning, and Doug in the afternoon. I loved that my wife had, earlier in the day, fucked two other guys on my birthday.