Chapter 3 - Purdey plays Ball

Purdey’s alarm on her phone starts blaring away jolting her awake from restless sleep. She reached over to the bedside table and retrieve her Samsung phone, placing the phone up close to her face so she could see the time, it’s 7 am. Ughhh ... she cringed in disgust and turned the phone and lay back in bed. Purdey was alone spread eagled on her king-sized bed, the sheets twisted and damp with her sweat. Uzer’s cum was still slowly draining out of her pussy as half the mattress beneath her was covered in dried cum. She begins to recall the intense encounter with Uzer from last night. She had never viewed herself as being the submissive as she was always the independent woman. However when she gave in to him, she had revelled in his control, feeling an electrifying rush that left her craving more.

Her mind began to wander towards thoughts of Uzer taking her from behind and pulling her hair, his cock entering her centimetre by centimetre going deper into her tight asian pussy. She plunged her fingers deep inside herself, reliving every sensation from the night before. The pleasure builds until she is frantically thrusting her entire hand into her slick folds, screaming Uzer’s name as she bit down on her own flesh, unable to contain the primal desire consuming her. She finally succumbs to a mind-shattering orgasm, darkness overtakes her, and she collapses onto the bed, still trembling with ecstasy and longing for more of Uzer’s dominant touch., her right hand still deep inside her pussy.

Purdey’s second alarm sounded at 8am, she had been unconscious for at least half an hour. School hadn’t started and the kids were staying at the grandparents place for another two weeks. She needed to be at work by 9am, today was a Thursday which was usually one of the busiest days of the week for morning traffic. Luckily it was still school holidays so traffic wouldn’t be too bad but she still only had 15 minutes to leave or else she wouldn’t make it to work on time.

She jostled herself out of bed and into the shower, with her left hand, as her right hand was still numb from being in her pussy while she slept, she grabbed the shower head and switched it to jet mode. Purdey let the water shoot straight into the pussy to flush the cum out of it, she almost yelled in ecstacy as the jet pressure pressed onto her cervix. She hung the showerhead back up and quickly lathered herself in shower-gel before rinsing it off. After about 5 minutes she turned off the tap and then stepped out onto the mat, reaching for the towel and began to dry herself off. She hadn’t had time to do her washing so she was fresh out of underwear, Purdey slipped on her short black business skirt, it was good length as it stopped just above the knee. She chose a white cotton bra she hadn’t worn in a while and finished with a white blouse on top. She tied her long black hair into a pony tail which ended at the middle of her back. She accessorised with a patterned black stockings and black closed toe 2 inch high heels. She looked amazing in her business suit.

She had a very sexy postpartum body, if you could call it that, she last gave birth 5 years ago and was almost back fully to the body she had before she even gave birth to her first child. She had C cup breasts which were back to being firm and perky after drooping a little when she was breastfeeding. Her waist was small and her hips were wide, she had a full round bottom which was uncommon for Asian women with small waists. She had a very beautiful face with full lips. She beamed when she smiled but she looked especially alluring when she pouted with what Ian called, her cock sucking lips.

Her make up was done, Purdey checked her bag had everything she needed for work, then grabbed her car keys and walked out of her house. She saw Lloyd standing outside his house in his mechanics uniform ready to go to work. He was normally at work by 7:30am, it was strange that he was still home...

“Good morning.” Purdey greeted him.

Lloyd smiled at her, “Good morning.” He replied.

Purdey didn’t have time to engage in small talk, so she headed straight to her car that was in the garage. She noticed Lloyd staring at her. She knew what he wanted; he had stayed back hoping he could fuck her again. She did enjoy fucking him but the last month or so he had become clingier and after last night with Uzer she decided she no longer wanted the emotional attachment that came with sleeping with Lloyd. She enjoyed the pure physical pleasure she received from Uzer which didn’t come with any emotional baggage. She wanted to start Hot-Wifing for real as Ian had called it.

Purdey started her car and was preparing to drive off. Lloyd pretended he was busy and then looked up to her and waved her goodbye, she waved back at him. She drove for about 30 minutes before reaching her destination, she turned off her car and walked into her client’s office. She saw one of the bosses sitting behind his desk.

“Hi Wei.” Purdey greeted him.

“Hello Purdey.” He replied.

“How are you?” Purdey asked.

“I am good.” He replied.

“I see you are wearing your new outfit.” He added.

Purdey smiled. “Yes boss, I am.” She replied.

“Very nice.” He added.

“Thank you.” Purdey replied.

“How was your weekend?” He asked.

“It was okay.” Purdey answered.

“Did you do anything special?” He asked.

“No, not really.” Purdey replied.

“You should have come over for dinner last night then.” He said.

Purdey smiled. “I know but I didn’t feel like it.” She replied.

“That is a shame.” He added.

“Why?” Purdey asked.

“Aren’t you staying alone at the moment? Your hubby still away right?” He replied.

“Oh.” Purdey said as she wondered what he was getting at.

“Well, I will let you get back to work.” He ended the conversation abruptly.

“Bye Wei.” Purdey said as she exited the room.

With that she walked towards the door out of Wei’s office and towards her own office, she went down the hall and entered. Purdey sat down at her desk and turned on her computer. She started by logging into Outlook to check her emails. There was nothing new nor urgent she needed to reply to, so she picked up her checked her phone and checked her messages. There were no new messages there either. She closed her email and sat back in her chair. She put her feet up on her desk and began to think about last night. She thought about how much fun it was with Uzer. He had opened her up to a new world to explore beyond the normal way of exploring her sexuallity.

Though she normally didn’t play the sub role, she couldn’t believe how much she had enjoyed being dominated by Uzer. It had felt so different to the times she had fucked Lloyd. I mean Lloyd was gentler and more caring which made her feel wanted emotionally but she now felt as if she was done with that. All that she wanted now was raw sexual adrenaline that Uzer gave her, her pussy began to get wet just thinking about it. She felt ashamed yet it turned her on so much, it lit a fire in her. It made her wonder what other types of sexual experiences were out there just waiting for her to explore.

The idea of trying out new kinks and exploring different men now excited her, but a small part of her felt guilty for even considering it due to her traditional upbringing. She did a quick search on her laptop for other kinks and experiences, feeling a mix of curiosity and guilt for looking it up. She thought to herself, What if she became addicted to these new pleasures and could never enjoy normal sex again, but at the same time, something inside her was eager to explore her desires further.

As she sat on the office chair, she couldn’t shake off the image of Uzer’s eyes that were filled with desire and his hands roaming all over her body. It was thrilling and yet terrifying at the same time. Part of her wondered if this was all just a game to him, but another part of her craved more of his intoxicating touch. She must thank her husband for introducing her to him, maybe she’ll reward him with a threesome.

A nagging thought remained - what about Lloyd? Wasn’t he enough for her? But then again, maybe he wasn’t. Maybe she needed more excitement and adventure in her sex life.

She made a bold decision - She was going to try and experience sex with 100 different men in different ways before the year was out. It would make for an interesting story, perhaps even a scandalous diary or memoir. Deep down, she couldn’t deny the conflicting feelings stirring within her. Would embarking on this journey ruin everything she built with Lloyd this past six months? Was she willing to risk it all for temporary pleasure? Her marriage with Ian had pretty much broken down, she had stopped spreading her legs for him a year ago. They were practically separated, and the girls seemed to be dealing with it okay, although truth be told she had not seen much of them. Ian and Kim had been doing the heavy lifting there, which did make her feel a little guilty. She never explored her sexuality much while she was in college, it felt as if now was the time for her to play catch up.

She smiled, she had a lot of catching up to do though, it been 6 months since she had started with Lloyd, who was the first extra-marital experience she had had, and then Uzer was the fourth guy she had been with if you count the two one night stands she had had on her few girls’ nights out. She spent the next hour documenting the experiences into a few chapters. She decided to title her book, “Conquering 100 men: 100 different experiences”.

Her laughter rang out, echoing through her cluttered office. She couldn’t help but smile at the thought of having a book published, but the idea also brought a wave of nerves. She knew she would need an editor to polish her words and make them shine. With determination, she continued writing, eager to see her story come to life.

As she looked around her workspace, Purdey couldn’t ignore the piles of papers and books that covered every inch of desk space. With a sigh, she stood up and began tidying up. Her movements were purposeful as she vacuumed the carpet and dusted each piece of furniture until it sparkled in the sunlight.

Feeling more organized, she kicked off her heels and peeled off her stockings, placing them neatly under her desk. Barefoot and refreshed, she made her way to the kitchenette where she grabbed a cold bottle of water and drank it down thirstily.

With renewed energy, Purdey moved on to the bathroom, determined to make every corner of her office spotless. She cleaned the mirror until it shone and wiped down the sink and toilet with precision. Satisfied with her efforts, she returned to her desk feeling more focused and ready to complete her work for the day.

Purdey finished her design assignments and documentation paperwork then sent them off to her respective clients, she checked her email, and there was nothing she needed to follow up on. She had done all her work. She opened WhatsApp and noticed a message from her best friend Cindy.

It read: “Hey girl! How was your weekend? Did you have any fun?”

Purdey responded: “Hey Cindy. Yes I did have fun. It was painful but fun. wink”

“Huh? What was painful? What happened?” Cindy sent back confused.

Purdey responded: “I’ll tell you later. I’m too tired right now. I’ll tell you tomorrow.”

Purdey’s mind raced as she typed her response. She knew that telling Cindy about Uzer would only lead to more questions, ones that she wasn’t ready to answer. But keeping secrets from her best friend felt wrong. And deep down, Purdey knew that Cindy would eventually find out the truth about her and Lloyd. She couldn’t keep it hidden forever.

As she grabbed a quick bite to eat, Purdey’s thoughts were consumed by guilt and longing for Lloyd. She wanted to fuck him one final time to say goodbye, she felt conflicted about letting him go. And now, seeing his car missing from across the road made her feel both disappointed and relieved.

Purdey parked into the garage, and got out carrying her work bag, as soon as she entered her house and before the door even shut fully, she stripped off her clothes, the ache between her legs became unbearable. She needed release, she wondered if she did some exercise would it take her mind off things. She walked into her walk-in robe and changed into her sports bra and her tight little running shorts where if she lifted one of her legs you could see her pussy. She slipped on her Skecher running shoes without socks and and headed out for a run, hoping it would clear her head and numb her desires.

She jogged along her usual route which took her by the basketball court, she couldn’t help but feel drawn to the group of young guys playing a friendly game. Her eyes lingered on them as she did laps around the nearby oval, feeling guilty for indulging in such thoughts while being in a semi committed relationship as she hadn’t broken it off with Lloyd.

Three figures stood on the basketball court, silhouetted against the bright sun. One was a ruggedly handsome Australian man, his sun-kissed skin glistening with sweat. The other two were strangers to her, but she could tell from their accents and strong build that they were likely African American. Towering at least 2 meters tall, they all seemed like giants compared to her petite frame.

Her eyes couldn’t help but wander over their toned muscles, accentuated by the tight-fitting basketball shorts they wore. The same brand of Nike shoes adorned their feet, giving them an aura of athleticism and confidence. As she watched them play, her body began to tingle with excitement and her pussy throbbed with desire. She couldn’t resist imagining what it would be like to have all three of them at once.

Lost in her fantasies, she had stopped jogging and now stood behind a bench just 10 meters away from the court. Her eyes never leaving the men before her, she felt droplets of her pussy juice trail down her inner thighs. But before she could fully give in to her desires, the Australian man spotted her and called out to the others, bringing her back to reality.

“Looks like we have an audience.” He pointed at her.

“Hi there” he said as he smiled.

The other two guys looked at her and said “Hello”.

“You boys aren’t from around here, are you?” Purdey asked.

The boys laughed, “What makes you say that?”

“Your accents obviously!”

“Yeah we’re here on a basketball camp. I’m Andrew.” said the Australian guy, he had blonde hair and blue eyes. His body was very toned and muscular.

“This is Anthony and Marcus.” Andrew said introducing the other two.

Purdey’s eyes widened at the sight of the two tall, muscular boys in front of her. She felt a surge of arousal as she imagined their naked bodies, hard and ready for her. Her thoughts wandered to all the things she wanted to do with them, and she couldn’t help but lick her lips in anticipation.

As they invited her to join their game, Purdey eagerly agreed and paired up with Andrew. She was surprisingly agile on the court, scoring points and catching the attention of the three boys watching her. Sensing their interest, Purdey couldn’t help but feel a wave of desire wash over her.

She stood at the top of the key, staring at Anthony and Marcus as they double teamed Andrew in the post. She couldn’t resist imagining herself sandwiched between them, their strong hands exploring every inch of her body. The thought alone made her juices start to flow, and she could feel her pussy getting wetter by the second.

Lost in her fantasies, Purdey closed her eyes and let out a soft moan as she felt hands on her shoulder and leg. She opened her eyes to see Anthony and Marcus bending down beside her, concern etched on their handsome faces. In that moment, all she could think about was having them both inside her at once.

Before she could make another move, the ball came flying towards her and hit her square on the head, it knocked her down to the ground. Purdey went flying as came crashing down, landing on her shoulder and back on the asphalt, her legs were in the air spread apart as they followed her descent, she couldn’t deny how exposed and turned on she felt. The boys rushed to check on her, she lifted her legs up and let Anthony and Marcus hold her by her legs. Her glistening wet pussy because to flow, Purdey knew that this was just the beginning of an unforgettable experience with these three gorgeous young men.

Anthony and Marcus carefully lifted her up, their strong hands gently gripping the inside of her thigh, her wetness dripped down her thighs covering their fingers with her juices. The unmistakable scent of her arousal filled the air as they placed her on the cool metal bench in the park. She noticed both of them turn around, sniffing their hands and licking them clean with a hungry look in their eyes.

As she glanced at the time, she gasped in realization that she was supposed to meet Cindy at 7pm. Frantically checking her watch, she saw that it was already 6:45pm. Panicked thoughts raced through her mind as she calculated how long it would take to get to Cindy’s house and then make it back home to shower. She prayed that Cindy wouldn’t be angry at her lateness. With a hurried goodbye, she left the boys. Not wanted to be rude she quickly typed her number into Andrew’s phone before rushing off.

Arriving home, she sprinted straight to the master bedroom and peeled off her sweaty sports bra and running skirt. In seconds, she was under the hot spray of the shower, rinsing off the sweat and dirt from her body. As she dried off with a plush Egyptian cotton towel, she couldn’t help but replay the events of the day in her mind.

Lying spread eagled on her bed for a moment, she let out a deep sigh as she tried to gather her scattered thoughts. All she could think about were the three boys on the basketball court and the intense desire that had consumed her while watching them play. Her hand began to wander lower, tracing the curves of her labia and teasing around her sensitive clit. Lost in her own pleasure, it wasn’t until 30 minutes later when she finally reached a shuddering climax with a loud moan. The intense sense pleasure from her orgasm slowly subsided when there was a sudden ring at the door, the doorbell chimed breaking through her post-orgasm haze.

Purdey quickly sprang off the bed, her skin glistening with a thin layer of sweat. She briskly wiped herself down with wet wipes, tossing them into the small bin by her bedside, which was typically filled with used tissues and semen. Wrapping herself in a plush white bathrobe, she made her way to the door and opened it, taken aback by the sight of Cindy standing on the other side. The woman looked stunning, her figure accentuated by a form-fitting red dress and matching heels. Her long ebony hair was elegantly styled in a bun, giving her the resemblance of a porcelain doll. Though smaller in stature than Purdey, Cindy exuded an air of confidence and beauty.

“Wow, you look amazing!” Purdey exclaimed.

“Thank you,” Cindy replied with a smile.

Inviting her inside, Purdey closed the door behind them. Cindy couldn’t help but comment on Purdey’s choice of attire- or lack thereof- as she took in the sight of her friend wearing only a bathrobe. But she tactfully avoided bringing up hearing Purdey’s orgasm earlier. As they settled into the living room, Cindy asked about Ian and their children.

Purdey explained that Ian was still away on his business trip but would be returning soon, while their daughters were at their grandparents’ house.

“So, how was your day?” Cindy inquired.

“It was okay,” Purdey responded nonchalantly. “Nothing too exciting.”

“Oh really? What happened?” Cindy pressed.

Purdey recounted how she had become distracted and aroused while watching some boys play basketball earlier that day, resulting in getting smacked in the head with the ball.

“I bet they did! I’m sure they made you cum,” Cindy stated mischievously as Purdey blushed.

“Well let’s go back to that new wine bar and talk about it over some drinks,” Cindy suggested.

Purdey agreed and quickly changed into a brown ruched dress that hugged her curves, pairing it with knee-high brown boots. The dress didn’t require a bra or panties, making it the perfect choice for a night out. They left the house and headed to the local wine bar.

Once at the cozy establishment, they settled into a booth in the corner and over glasses of wine, Purdey opened up to Cindy about what had happened earlier on the basketball court.

“You’re such a slut,” Cindy teased playfully.

Purdey chuckled and replied, “I know.”

Cindy leaned in, her voice low and seductive. “You should do it. You should invite those boys back to my place and let them take advantage of you.”

Purdey’s eyes widened in surprise. “Your place? Isn’t your husband home?”

“Nah, he and our son went to stay with my mother-in-law in Hong Kong,” Cindy explained nonchalantly.

“Oh, I see ... Well, I don’t know if I could do something like that. I’m a bit shy when it comes to organising these things,” Purdey confessed.

“Why are you shy? You’re so hot. No guy would refuse you, you would have a line of guys waiting outside your home to fuck you if you wanted” Cindy countered confidently.

“I don’t know ... It just seems too risky,” Purdey hesitated.

“It would be so hot watching you fuck them,” Cindy purred, running a finger along Purdey’s exposed thigh temptingly.

“Huh? Watch? You don’t want to join?” Purdey asked, surprised by Cindy’s proposal.

“No thanks, those types of guys aren’t really my thing. Plus, they seem to prefer women with bigger butts and tits like you,” Cindy quipped with a teasing smirk.

Purdey’s phone buzzed with a message. It was from Andrew, she felt torn. She had been looking forward to a quiet night at home, but the thought of meeting up with the boys and having some drinks did sound tempting. It would be fun wouldn’t it, she thought. How would people find out about until she wrote about it in her book? Her pussy cried out with a squirt of moisture, she quickly replied to Andrew’s invitation, knowing that once she committed, there was no going back now.

“Sure!” she replied, trying to sound enthusiastic adding cute emoji’s after.

Purdey hugged Cindy and kissed her on the cheek and walked towards her car. She got inside and started driving towards the basketball court to tell the boys to go to Cindy’s house, her mind drifted back into her insecurities. What if things got out of hand? What if she ended up regretting her decision? Purdey couldn’t shake off the feeling of conflict brewing inside her. Meanwhile Cindy was still sitting at the wine bar still before sending a text to someone and shortly a silver Pajero with tinted windows pulled up and she eagerly slammed down her drink and got into the 4WD and headed home,