[I actually wrote this story back in the 1980's on a typewriter. I rewrote it on PC in 1992]
Many years ago when we were first married and struggling to buy our first home, a modest 2 up and 2 down, the only means of having hot water was a small electric boiler that was mounted on the wall over the kitchen sink. At that time we didn't even have a bathroom. One day just before setting off for work, the heater broke down. When I returned that evening it was working again but something was different, it was a different water heater, the same model but you know the way you can tell things are different, small scratches, blemishes, dents. It was definitely a different boiler.
I asked my wife, who by the way, was a beautiful, slim 25 year old, who wore a very, very brief mini skirt (and hardly ever wore knickers) and tight tops to show of her small but very firm breasts. She was an absolute delight to behold. I asked her where the heater had come from as I knew we just didn't have any spare money at that time and would have had to do without hot water. She burst into tears as she blurted out 'The plumber gave it to us in exchange for my body!'
I was quite taken aback by this revelation but my first reaction was to comfort my poor distraught wife who was wracked with guilt. 'There, there. It's okay' I said as I put my arms around her and gave her a much needed cuddle. 'My poor little darling.' and stroked her hair as I waited for the sobbing to subside. But while I stood there cuddling her wonderful warm little body, things started to happen. I was getting the most marvellous 'hard on' that I had ever experienced, my cock felt like it was going to burst. Mary looked up at me, the tears had stopped. An incredible look was on her face. She had obviously noticed the huge bulge that was trying to tear its way out of my pants and was threatening to cut her in two.
'What! What is happening? I thought that you would be mad at me and want a divorce. I didn't expect to turn you on by my confession.'
'I don't know' I stammered. 'The thought of you with someone else's cock inside you is ... is ... just ... Quick lets go to bed. Now! Hurry please.'
'No. Do it to me here, bend me over the table and fuck me hard, right there in the kitchen.' She pulled away from me and stood facing the table. I came up behind her, grabbed her by the back of her neck and forced her, face down on the table. I raised her mini skirt to reveal her beautiful little white bum but her thighs were red and wet, cum was still oozing out of her lovely pussy and trickling down her thighs.
'How long ago was this fucking that you got? You slut!'
'Just before you came in and this morning before he started the work. 'This was too much; I opened my zip, pulled out my cock (with some difficulty as it was so hard.) and rammed it into her.
'But that's not all.' she said hesitantly. What else you bitch?' I said as I fucked her for all I was worth. Here I was, 'turned on' out of my mind by the thought of my lovely, precious little wife being fucked by a stranger and now she is telling me that there is 'more'. 'What more can there be?' I almost yelled, as my pace was increasing rapidly.
'Well... ' she hesitated. 'Well, there wasn't just one ... There was... ' I didn't hear any more, this last revelation was just too much for my libido to take. My darling, quiet, shy little housewife had been FUCKED by two men. I came and I came, I was totally lost to the world as my orgasm took complete charge of my entire being. I collapsed on top of her.
Slowly I regained my senses and lifted myself off her. She sucked in air as my weight moved off her petite body.
'I don't know what's to do with me; I shouldn't be getting turned on bythis. I should be annoyed and threatening divorce.'
I'm so glad that you're not angry; I don't know what made me do it. Thewhole thing was bizarre, he was a horrible man, unshaven, dirty working clothes but this just made it all the more exciting.'
'What about the other man?' I asked.
'Men.' she replied, rather sheepishly. 'Men.'
'HOW MANY?' I almost screamed. 'How many? 'No! No don't tell me, not yet. I couldn't take any more yet. Tell me later when we are in bed and I have recovered some energy. Because I'm going to fuck you out of your mind. We will stay up all night fucking.'
And we did. I didn't know that I had that much spunk in me. We screwed all night long and after you hear what she told me, you will understand why.
MARY'S STORY As you know, the plumber was coming today to fix the toilet. He wanted to wash his hands and I told him that the boiler was broken and that I would boil him a kettle. While waiting for the kettle to boil, he had a look at the boiler. 'Wont be able to fix that.' he said.
I poured the water into the sink and he washed his hands. 'Just as well, we can't afford to have it repaired anyway.'
'Isn't your husband working?' he asked.
'Oh yes, but you see we have just moved in and with the deposit and moving expenses and solicitors fees, well, it will just take a few months for us to catch up and get our finances back in order. You wouldn't even be fixing the toilet only the last owner is paying for it. I'm afraid we will have to 'rough it' for a while.'
He came and stood next to me and put his hand on my shoulder. 'Mmm!' he said as he rubbed his chin. 'Well, I've got one of these boilers back at the yard, it's not new but it works and I could let you have it for nothing.'
'Oh! That would be kind of you.' I said, smiling from ear to ear. 'But I couldn't let you do that.'
His hand slid from my shoulder to my hip. 'And I could install it free of charge.' His hand cupped my buttock. 'What do you think?'
.... There is more of this story ...