A Secret Life of a Husband’s Wife

Chapter Two: The Lust

After Elle had finished her mid morning coffee she washed her cup, dried it, neatly put it away, and went up to her bedroom. There, she looked in the mirror to brush her long dark hair into a ponytail. Still remembering the feeling that she recalled from the grocery store, Elle realized in this moment, that she once again had a desire, a desire to be taken...right there, right now!

Avery however, was at work, though. What would she do?

"Hey Babe," Elle said into the phone seductively, as she called her husband on his cell. "What time will you be home? Mama needs you badly!"

"Wow, someone sounds excited," Avery growled back quietly into the phone! "You want some of Daddy's d**k," he asked?

"Yes, Daddy," She said now hot and heavily!

"Unfortunately, I'm working down the road at the Cooper's house. I’m updating there security system. I can't leave right now because my diagnostics are running," he said sadly. "It will have to wait."

"It is almost lunchtime, you know, you have to eat," Elle said assuringly. "I wouldn't be a good housewife if I didn't bring you lunch. Lunch with a side of dessert that is," she followed up! “Aren’t you getting..hungry?”

"Old Mrs. Cooper is home today," Avery made it known.

"That's okay, Dear, I have my ways of charming the Old Coop," Elle chuckled. "I'll see you in 30 minutes!" And just like that, she hung up the phone, not giving her husband a chance to back out.

She was after all a woman who had needs and a woman who knew what she wanted and how to get it. She always felt proud of that. Avery had always been a sucker for her. Actually, all of her former boyfriends had, as well. She had a talent for seduction.

“Okay, so what should I make the hubs for lunch,” Elle pondered? “Definitely something quick because I need to get myself ready. I guess it will be a BLT sandwich; one of his favorites! It's a damn good thing I cooked bacon for breakfast this morning,” she remembered.

After packing Avery's lunch it was time to focus on desert! Heading upstairs, Elle turned to the master closet and opened the top drawer of her dresser. She fingered through the finest silks and lace until she came up with the perfect attire. She found her favorite little crotchless undies with a matching open breasted bodice.

“He's going to love me in this,” Elle thought.

The lingerie was just the icing on the cake. There certainly was some more substance that she planned to provide Avery as his dessert.

Elle bent down under her dresser and pulled out a small golden key that went to a special drawer in her closet. She walked over and opened it ever so gently. This was her special place to keep all Mama's kinky items that were not for little eyes. Quickly she fixated on her target, shiny silver kegal balls.

Elle stripped down her comfy clothes and stood standing in front of the full-length mirror, completely naked. She was mostly proud of what she saw, a middle-aged woman with a decent body. She definitely worked hard to keep her figure, although it was not as tight as she would have liked it.

“Maybe one day I’ll do something about that,” she thought.

She quickly changed thoughts and lifted one leg up onto the ottoman, as if she were doing leg stretches. She took one hand and spread apart the throbbing lips that were between her legs. With the other hand, she inserted the kegel balls.

They were smooth and cool, just the way she liked them. She'd even been known to chill them in the past to her liking, for extra sensation. The instant pleasure of the cool balls almost instantly caused her to orgasm right on the spot. She squeezed her kegal muscles together and moaned with the best kind of pleasure.

Now, it was time to slip on her little black number. Elle strategically maneuvered her way into the skimpiest of clothing imaginable. She then topped it off with a long black trench coat over the top. Lastly, she paired her ensemble with a pair of heels and red lipstick. She was ready for her man!

A minute later, Elle was in her Mercedes SUV roaring down the winding road that followed the lake that she lived on. The Coopers too, lived on the lake. They were much richer than she had been, and old Mrs. Cooper made it known. Still though, the Coopers very much trusted Avery when it came to their security systems, which made it alright. Elle could live with the old lady looking down upon her as long as they were lining her husband’s pockets.

As she pulled up to the old stone mansion she looked around excitedly, knowing that she was on camera. She had always gotten excited being on camera. She had let her husband videotape her a few times pleasuring herself, and even a few s*x tapes of theirs. Those too were all locked away in that special drawer in her master closet.

Walking up to the door, Elle was greeted by old Mrs. Cooper, even before she could knock.

"Why Elle, what brings you here today," Mrs. Cooper asked inquisitively?

"Hi Lucy," Elle faked her best greeting! “Oh you know, my Avery. He seemed to have forgotten his lunch again. What kind of wife would I be if I didn't make sure that my husband was properly fed," Elle added?

"Of course, Dear," Old Coop added. "I wouldn’t expect anything less. Us woman, it’s our jobs to take care of them. Why don't you head downstairs to the office, I believe you know where that is," she eyed Elle curiously. “I must go check on my oven,” Old Coop added.

"Why yes, thank you; I have received the tour before," Elle affirmed!

“Good , Dear!”

Elle made her way past Old Coop, who was walking a faster than average pace in the opposite direction. Actually, Ellen hadn’t remembered ever seeing her move that quickly.

“Good for her,” she thought!

With a brown paper bag in her hand, Elle proceeded through the foyer and towards the back way where the basemen stairs led. s she looked the first step downstairs, Elle felt the legal balls shift ever so slightly. In fear of having them fall out, Elle squeezed her kegals together.

Upon doing so, Elle felt a heightened sensation once again in her loins. Step by step, Elle walked down the stairwell slowly and steadily. She needed to assure full control. As she did, Elle realized that she had never noticed the photos that lined the stairwell’s walls. They were all of Old Coop and Mr. Cooper when they were quite a bit younger. The photos ranged from what must have been when the pair had first met, to when they married. Elle couldn’t believe that Mr.Cooper had been such a hottie patootie back in his prime.

One of the photos showed Mr. Cooper flexing his muscles on his sailboat.

“Hubba, hubba”

Each step that Elle took and each legal flex made her more and more excited. For a brief moment, Elle put herself on that sailboat with the young, Mr. Cooper.

She envisioned herself coming up behind him as he steered the huge vessel and rubbing her hands down each and every chiseled muscle in his torso. She then envisioned the two casting anchor out in the middle of the water and him taking her right then and there. Elle and the young Mr. Cooper getting it on right in the upper deck.

The next photo that Elle came across was their wedding. This instantly brought Elle back to reality.

“Why can’t I stop fantasizing,” she asked herself. She knew that yes, she was extra turned on, but now she kept finding herself even lusting over the most random individuals.

Elle knew what she had and knew that these fantasies that she had been having would never compare to what she has with Avery. Yet still, she was having the fantasies , no less, and she couldn’t understand why.

Pushing the crazy thoughts out of her mind, Elle managed to make it down the rest of the stairs, successfully. She managed to not lose any kegal balls Either, and she didn’t fall down the stairs trying to hold them in. That alone was a success. Elle was good with the small wins.

At the end of the hall Elle could see a much brighter light guiding her now than the previous lights that lined all the way down the stairs. There he was. Her man was just mere feet away. He was going to get more than he bargained for with his wife today. This pleased Elle to know that she would be able to not only relieve her stress but she’d be able to pleasure him at the same time. Then of course in the back of her mind, Elle was just excited about the opportunity to be intimate with her husband in a new place, and a clients house, no less. That was risky. But if anyone knew Elle, they would know that she was the first one to sign up for a risky situation. Bring it on!