Chapter 2

"You really like watching me dress, don't you daddy?"

She fastened the ridiculously short mini kilt around her hips and twirled round, causing the kilt to flare up displaying her beautiful firm buttocks and the hairless cleft between her legs.

"Oh God Katie" I said, "You're gorgeous baby, absolutely fucking gorgeous!"

Her only other garment was a cut off tee shirt that just about covered her nipples, but left the underside of her breasts bare!

I was lying on the bed watching her and lazily stroking my penis.

"Can you see my cunt when I stand still daddy?"

"Not quite baby, but that's ideal, I reckon they'll love you"

"Mmm, all night I hope" she laughed and pulled a little white g-string out of the drawer.

"Remember this daddy?"

She stepped into the tiny garment and pulled it right up into her slit, forcing her cunt lips to bulge out delightfully from either side of the narrow strip of lace.

I remembered all right, I remembered her mother dancing with her boss at the party, smiling at me as she ground herself wantonly into his groin, I remembered his big, black hands cupping her bottom and I remembered them walking hand in hand out into the garden, "just for a breath of fresh air" she'd said!

They'd been gone about half an hour before they reappeared, her smiling shamelessly and wearing, that I've just been fucked look on her face.

I remembered Katie coming up to me later with the white g-string in her hand as I sat alone on the patio wall.

"I found this behind the shed daddy"

I tried to laugh it off but I was breaking up inside,

"Well looks like someone got lucky baby"

"It's her g-string daddy, you know it is!"

"Katie there are about twenty couples here, it could belong to any of the women, don't jump to conclusions!"

"All right daddy, have it your way"

She sat down next to me and laid her head on my shoulder,

"You're much too nice for her you know, you deserve better daddy"

"She's your mother Katie and I won't have you talking about her like that"

I regretted my words almost before I'd spoken them.

Tears sprang into her eyes and she stood up.

"Ok daddy, I'm sorry I spoke!"

"So there you are"

It was Sadie, her bosses wife standing in front of me.

"Hi Sadie, just getting some fresh air, it's a bit stuffy in there"

She was as black as her husband, a startlingly beautiful woman I guessed to be at least ten years younger than Hal and a woman I'd secretly lusted after ever since my wife had started working for her husband!

"Yes I guess it is" she said and sat down beside me. "Looks like someone else was rather hot too"

"Sorry?"

She picked up the g-string Katie had dropped on the lawn.

"They're hers aren't they Paul?"

I nodded miserably, "Yes I think so"

"You know they're planning on going away together don't you?"

"What?"

She linked an arm through mine,

"They've been milking the company for months now, getting a nest egg together!"

I nearly asked how she knew which would have been a dumb question, she was the company accountant!

"I see" I felt really stupid!

"Do you think we should talk Paul?"

"Yes, I think perhaps we should, have you told anyone else yet?"

"No I felt you should be the first to know"

"Thank you"

She touched her lips to my cheek in the gentlest of kisses,

"You're a nice man Paul, you don't deserve what they're doing to you?"

Looking into her eyes I saw a lot of hurt there, I squeezed her hand gently.

"No and I don't think you do either!"

"Thank you, now how about a drink and maybe even a dance for this poor neglected wife?"

"It would be my pleasure Sadie"

They both looked surprised as we rejoined the party inside and made for the bar where we helped ourselves to two large glasses of the lethal punch Sadie had recommended to me.

"Jeez!" I laughed, "That hits the spot!"

She giggled and suddenly looked very different to the serious lady I'd just been talking to outside, this one was young, fresh and very much alive!

"You're a very beautiful woman Sadie" and she actually blushed, "And if you don't mind me saying so, your husband is a fool"

We had a few dances together, but unfortunately the disc jockey chose not to play any slow music so I had to make do with just looking at her. She had on a floor length flowery dress, cut quite low to display generous breasts that seemed to be free of any encumbrances and I found myself wondering if she had anything else on at all beneath it!