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By *ikeEx OP   Man 21 weeks ago

Near Alfreton, Derbyshire

Book2 - Chapter 1 - Christmas Shopping

It's been a few weeks since Mike and Candy visited Kevin and Jasmine's house party.

The Christmas season is upon them now, and the pair have many things planned to spice up their festivities.

There are a few parties which they have been invited to, some reasonably local, and some within a couple of hours drive away.

Some of the parties have a fancy dress code for the season, and others have explicit dress codes with lifestyle antics to follow.

So far, the pair have booked a few hotels for the parties which they have been asked to attend.

Candy wants to go Christmas shopping, somewhere significant, but they will only do this once.

Mike has agreed to find a hotel in London and get train travel sorted for the pair.

Candy has packed a case with containing items from evening wear to sexy lingerie and toys.

Mike has managed to pack his smart suit, for special occasions, but also casual wear for the journey back.

The train left the station at 8:25am, arriving in St Pancras International at 10:05.

The couple made sure they could get to the hotel to securely leave their bags while they walked around the capital.

They arrived at the hotel and spoke to the reception-staff.

While they were leaving their cases, Mike as the reception staff if there was any possibility of having a room on a high floor, which overlooked the main pedestrianised area nearby. The reception staff made a note of the request.

Mike and Candy left the hotel to embark on a Christmas shopping day which Mikes Credit Card will not thank him for! after walking the streets of London, for the day, Candy's feet were beginning to ache, so they decided to head back.

En Route to the hotel, they passed one of the theatres in London, where there was a comedy show playing. out of curiosity, the pair went in to see if there were any tickets for the last performance of the evening. There were a few tickets available, but the performance was the last one showing, therefore it was the Last Night - which usually ends up being one of the best shows to watch.

With tickets purchased, they decided they would need to find somewhere to dine, before they watched the show.

Candy wanted to try somewhere in Camden Town, but as Mike suggested, evenings would probably be better choosing a restaurant, rather than street food.

They arrived back at the hotel with half-a-dozen bags of shopping, and the time was only 4:00pm

They hadn't checked in to their room yet, but as they approached the desk, the man behind the computer remembered them from earlier.

They were given a room on the 9th floor of the hotel, overlooking the streets of London.

They were given their bags back from earlier and pointed to the lift.

as they ascended the floors, people were getting in and out. the lift was stopping on every floor, making Mike 'Joke' about someone pressing every button on each floor and running away.

Once they got to their room, they realised how small and expensive London hotel rooms were.

The room had a king-sized bed to one side of the room, allowing you to get to the window and admire the view.

Directly opposite, were offices in high-rise buildings. many of these offices were occupied and staff were still working.

Candy looked at the bathroom, small but very functional, although the shower was over the bath, which allowed them to choose either option.

it was clean, tidy, and the cheap coffee next to the kettle only made Candy wish she had prepared as much as she would normally have packed in the case.

Candy was known to be quite "Bougie" in her packing styles, with food, drinks and anything she didn't need going into her cases when going away anywhere.

They opened their bags and case and placed the items which needed hanging up on coat hangers.

The couple were in London for a couple of nights, and the idea was to catch up with John from the Met, while he was in the area.

Candy wanted to get in the bath, to soak and help her acing feet, but Mike needed the loo first leaving Candy with 'The Aftermath' when she goes for her bath or shower.

She decided to get Mike to shower before she took a bath, helping her to be able to breathe a little better than if she followed Mike directly.

Candy ran the bath, and had a soak, thinking about the day's walking and shopping, but also thinking about the Window in the bedroom and the view.

Candy was starting to get horny while in the bath and had a plan for her next escapade.

She washed herself before shaving, ensuring she was both clean and smooth, she wanted a night to remember in the UKs' Capital.

it was getting darker, December at 4pm, and the only illumination London had was due to office and street lighting.

Candy got out of the shower and remained naked... "Mi-ike…."

She was being her horny needy bratty self. Mike responded, "Hello gorgeous, and what can I do for you right now?" Her reply was simple "Come and kiss me please!" Mike joined Candy on the bed and began kissing her lips, neck, ears, shoulders, breasts, sucking her nipples, before kissing lower and moving further down. He stopped at her navel, kissing it before moving and planting a delicate kiss on her Clit. "Ooooooh!" as she expected more than a kiss, but all Mike was doing, was kissing Candy everywhere.

"Mi-ike." "Yes babe?" "Will you use your tongue and fingers on me?" she asked. He replied by licking her clit, from top to bottom, kissing and stroking her with his fingers, feeling her warmth and dampness as he teased her folds, before sliding his fingers inside her. "Oh. Yes. This is so fucking hot!" she said as Mike started to finger fuck her, stroking into her with his fingers, long, smooth and deep. curving them forward to feel her g-spot. making her wetter and moan even more.

Candy was getting so wet, that he 'had' to lick and taste her. "Sweet as ever!" he said as he continued licking her clit and slit, while fingering her as she squirmed in ecstasy.

Candy started to make some demands. "I want you to fuck me while standing up." as she got off the bed. Mike had closed the curtains while she as in the bath. making the bedroom feel private and secluded.

She sneaked between the gap in the curtain, she was now stood full in the full-length window with the curtain behind her, blocking some of the light.

the curtain was black, which only led to Candy's silhouette being visible to anyone working late across the street in the offices, or maybe slightly noticeable to the passers-by if they looked up at the window on the 9th floor.

Candy was reasonable invisible. Mike snook in the gap behind her, pressing her body and ample breasts against the cold Window. "Ooooooh, that's cold" she said as her nipples started to become erect.

Mike stood behind her with his hands on her shoulders, stroking her back all the way down to her ass. stroking and pleasing Candy with each movement.

"Fuck me please!" she begged. Mike grabbed his hard cock and shuffled in a position where he could tease her wetness with it. as he slid inside her, it pushed her against the window. without realising, because she was pushed against the window, Candy was no longer a silhouette, but the people on the street cold see everything if they looked up. even though they were 9 floors up, 'something' would be visible.

Mike started to rhythmically pump his cock into her from behind, and to add to the visibility, each time he moved himself backwards, it made the curtain move, and light fill the gap where they were fucking.

Across the way, an office worker glanced over. Candy could see the office worker had noticed, yet he pretended to look away. Candy realised; she was completely visible to everyone. she didn't care. she told Mike to fuck her until he came inside her.

Candy glanced down to the right and saw a guy in his 20s watching her while he was sat on the balcony with a beer in his hand.

As Mike continued to fuck her, the beer in the guy's had was exchanged for his hard cock, and Candy watched the guy wank himself as Mike kept piston pumping her vagina, stretching her with each thrust he made.

"I want to cum." Mike announced. Candy moved out of the way, fell to her knees and started to suck Mike, swallowing his entire length as they were in the window.

The guy in the office turned the lights off to make it look like everyone had left for the evening, but Candy could see two or three people sat on the floor looking at them through the window.

Candy's skills were on show to everyone. she continued sucking Mike tasting his pre-cum as she continued.

Candy was getting even more turned on, she reached for her own wetness and rubbed in a circular motion, making herself cum as Mike was about to 'Nut' in her throat.

She looked out of the corner of her eye to see the guy on the balcony was still wanking. he wasn't he had walked away. Candy assumed he finished and had to clean up. but the office crowd were still watching as she came on her hands. "Ah! ooooooh! Fuck! Oh God! I'm cumming!" Was Mikes final announcement.

Candy lifted herself a little higher on her knees, opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, in one movement, she ended up balls-deep on Mike's shaft. she managed to touch his balls with her tongue. lashings of warm thick cum seeped from his cock into her throat. Candy was struggling to swallow everything, but she tried her best. Some leaked from the side of her mouth while Mike was still pumping his cum into her face.

After a lot of spurting and cumming into her throat. Candy slid her head back. the cum which was leaking from her mouth had dribbled a little bit on her chin. using her hands, she visibly cleaned any of the escaped cum and placed it in her mouth before swallowing it all.

She could now see the guys in the office across the street were applauding her. looking down to the balcony, the guy had re-appeared with another beer and was applauding too.

Candy stood up and showed her audience how much she appreciated the applause by curtseying and told Mike to take a bow.

The couple move from the curtain and headed to the bathroom to get ready for dinner which was in a restaurant around the corner from the hotel en-route to the theatre.

The show was amazing and extremely funny.

After the show, Mike and Candy called into a typical London pub before going back to the hotel.

In the pub, Candy recognised one person at the bar, with a bottle of beer in his hand. as the couple were dressed, she wasn't sure the guy recognised either of them, but it was one experience Candy loved, and so did Mike.

Tomorrow, they both have an appointment with John at the Met Police to discuss The Weirdo, who was reported when they were in Warwickshire earlier in the year.

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By *ikeEx OP   Man 21 weeks ago

Near Alfreton, Derbyshire

Book2 - Chapter2 - MET Meeting.

After their shopping day in London, and their activities in their bedroom Window back at the Hotel, Mike had to go into New Scotland Yard for an appointment John had made with him.

Candy was in tow, as he also wanted to see the beautiful Wife which was Mike's 'everything.'

The Office which they were meeting John at, was only 10 minutes’ walk from the hotel.

Once they arrived, they were body scanned, and photos were taken for I.D. Badges.

Mike had been signed in as an IT Contractor, Whereas Candy was visiting as a Witness, so was given a standard Visitors pass.

They waited in reception in the small seating area for John to arrive.

However, he was tied up on something which caused him to send someone to get them both.

They were taken into John's office and asked to wait for him. "He should be no longer than 10 minutes, do you want a coffee while you wait?" The chaperone asked. "Yes Please!"

John had his own coffee machine in his office for his personal consumption and his guests.

John would say the coffee in the office is like drinking watered down sludge, so he bought his own machine and pods.

Mike and Candy both had a coffee from John's machine and sat down to wait for him.

In Johns office, there were photos of him with the present and previous three prime ministers. Certificates and Awards for his service. He also had a photo of him receiving an award from King Charles and next to that, a photo of him with Queen Elizabeth from 2019 which included Mike in the background.

After looking at the photo, Candy Started, "I didn't know you...." "Met the Queen, worked at Sandringham, was one of the Queen's 'detail'" Added John as he walked into the office.

"Hope you are enjoying my coffee" He added with a smirk on his face.

Mike stood up to shake hands with John, yet John pulled him in for a hug. Candy now started to realise how 'thought off' and respected Mike was.

"Come here, you are too!" his voice boomed to Candy.

Candy stood up and received a hug from John. "Please let's sit down, so much to discuss, yet so little time to discuss things."

John started with current affairs, how they were short staffed and missed Mike working with the team.

As John was talking, Mike couldn't help noticing people walking by the office and peering in.

It was obvious that everyone was looking to see who was in the office.

John started to look out of the windows at the guys and girls walking past.

"Sorry, this is getting annoying" John Said to them both.

Mike added "Hang on, I think I know what's happening here." He got off the chair and walked to the door. He flung the door open to a crowd of his old teammates sat at the desks just outside.

"We thought it was you!" One voice shouted. another "Are you coming back mate?" and another "It would be brilliant to have you back, we've needed you on so many cases and struggled without you." Mike replied, "Thanks Guys, I'm not here to discuss coming back, nor am I here to stay away!" "Oh, you can neither confirm nor deny! ha-ha ha-ha" Laughed one voice.

Mike stepped back into the office and welcomed back with a raised eye-brow by John.

"Come on, sit down Mike" John demanded....

He explained how the team had lost a little bit of the dynamic since Mike had left, yet Mike had his own reasons for leaving, but those reasons might still be present... Mike couldn't decide to come back without understanding the hours and the locations.

While Mike worked for the team, he ended up travelling the globe on several cases. these were all cases where something big was happening. He was never on anything small.

But Mike was a contractor and only did 20Hrs, which were all worked at the weekend.

It's the weekend working which Mike needed to quit, so he had a healthy work-life balance.

Since then, he has been working in senior roles within the Global I.T. Company he is at now, and on a decent salary with some healthy bonuses and benefits, Mike anticipated working there until he retired.

However, John, working with Matthew had different ideas.

John started to detail the work he had people missing to carry out, which happens to be Mike's skillset.

In a nutshell, they want Mike back, either as a full-time employee or a full-time contractor.

Either way, the salary would be the same, the benefits the same, but Mike was concerned that he would lose his weekends again.

"No need to think about it today, NO! but think seriously about it. If you worked with Matthew, I would guarantee a contract term of..." Mike interrupted "5years, yes I know!"

John continued, “A 5-year contract can't be sniffed at Mike!" Mike was in a position, currently where his job role was guaranteed for the next 15 to 20 years unless he did something that would get him sacked for gross misconduct "Oh. like fucking work colleagues?" John was grasping at straws, and he knew that relationships within a company were ok, legal and not a disciplinary offence.

Mike looked at John in his eyes. "John, the reason I left was two-fold. The work I was doing impacted my mental health, and not having weekends off for months on end were exhausting!"

John listened pondered and replied "It would be different if you worked full-time, your weekends would be limited in terms of working because you would be giving us more hours per week than you ever could at the weekends. Think about it seriously!"

John was firm, yet friendly. He always was. "And now you, young lady!" his discussion to Candy was in relation to the weirdo she had to report to the Police when they were in Warwickshire earlier in the year. "We ended up arresting the guy, he was quite besotted with you. But he won't be doing anything like that again. He soon found out he was sneaking around the wrong person." Candy looked at John "Thank you. Sorry for the aggro."

"No need to thank me, just be safe next time."

Mike and Candy had done what they needed to see John for, and they headed back into London to finish their couple of days they had planned.

Candy looked at Mike while walking down the street and said, "You never told me about!... Ah... one of those jobs you weren't allowed to tell anyone about?" "Correct. there are things we aren't allowed to discuss, I bet you were asked to wait in John's office for you to notice things like that... just keep it to yourself... no one is supposed to know what I do and with whom." "OK, you’ve mentioned working on things you cand tell anyone about before, and this has provided the evidence to back this all up!" she replied.

Mike and Candy still had their hotel room, Mike booked the hotel for 2 nights, so they could head back north in the morning and avoid the rush hour on the trains when they left.

"What do you fancy doing?" Asked Mike, Candy looked at him and raised her eye-brows, "Is it wrong to be horny right now?"

"Fucking hell.... you have an insatiable appetite!! Let's grab lunch somewhere!" Mike responded. Her responded, because he knew where there was an underground Lebanese restaurant, but it was also dark and secluded there too. He didn't tell Candy, but he wanted her to find out for herself to see what she would do.

The headed to South Kensington and headed down the steps to the underground Lebanese place.

You were seated at the table which only had a tiny dimly lit electronic Tealight Candle on the table.

Mike turned the candle on and off a few times to show how dark the dining booth would be.

Candy picked up the candle and waved it around and under the table to see how clean the floors were. she could see that they were regularly cleaned and not dirty as people would expect.

a waiter came to the table with an iPad and took the orders, returning with the drinks which they both requested.

The Waiter seemed to vanish into the darkness. yet Candy, not telling Mike, wanted his cock. she took the tealight candle and held it under the table, then turned it off.

Candy previously saw that there was room for her to slide under the table, and saw that the tables were wall mounted, and didn't have any legs to them. Candy moved over to Mike and started to play with him under the table, tugging at his belt and unzipping his trousers.

she fully unfastened him, allowing her to get his cock in her hands and play with him.

Candy was able to rub her clit easily, because she was wearing the short denim skirt without any tights or leggings. Her clit and pussy were easy access.

She played with Mike using one hand and rubbed her pussy and clit with the other hand.

Mike was hard, but he was so hard, that his cock kept hitting the underside of the table.

Candy moved his cock so it was slightly pointing down, so she could slide her mouth over it.

she started to sick at the tip and tongue the very tip of him. tugging his cock while sucking the tip. Mike was squirming at the table. The more Candy sucked Mikes cock, the wetter she was getting.

the dining booth was completely dark, but one thing Mike knew, was the waiters could see everything, because the CCTV was using infrared. "You know the CCTV used infrared, don't you?" He told Candy. "I really don't care... I'm so fucking horny!"

The design of these booths were such, where the tables weren't only fixed to the wall, but one booth had half of the tabletop, and another booth next door had the other half.

The booths were also intimate booths, they could seat two people on either side of the table, but they had a little door which went from four inches from the floor reaching about 12 inches above the height of the table.

The door was opened as Candy was under the table, but the person who opened the door didn't realise...

"More drinks sir?" the waiter asked. "No thanks, still got plenteeeeeeee" As Candy deep throated Mikes cock under the table.

"No problem, sir". If anyone needed proof that the staff could see everything, this was it. Candy had rubbed herself to the point where she wanted to cum.

"I need you inside me Mike!" Using her bratty begging voice. "How can we do that for fucks sake?" Candy moved from under the table and Sat on it, in front of Mike, "are you hungry?" as she held her pussy open in front of Mike, yet he couldn't see that she had done that. however, the waiters did... the waiters were stood around the CCTV in the watching the couple in Booth 4. the kitchen staff slowed down cooking the food, which looks like they were scheduling it for when Mike fucked her.

"Stand up" Candy demanded. Mike stood up and Candy handled Mike's Cock until it touched her wet pussy. "Fuck!" she said ad Mike started to rub Candy while she was sat on the dining table in a restaurant. "Are we actually doing this?" Asked Mike. "Fuck yes. I'm close anyway. I won't take long to cum on your dick!" Mike started to fast fuck Candy on the table feeling her warmth and her wetness engulf him. Candy could feel Mike opening her lips, sliding in, but she could feel every inch of him stretching her walls as he slid deeper and deeper into her pussy. "Oh god I'm cumming!" She declared as Mike was still pumping to a fast rhythm. "Me too... I'm about to cum!" Mike was close and knew he was going to cum, but he wanted Candy to cum hard on his cock first. "Candy, cum on my cock, and then suck me until I cum please!" Candy came on Mike. he could feel her squeezing his shaft until it popped out. "Phew!" Candy said as she got on her knees to suck Mike. "Ooh Aah!" as he pumped cum down her throat, still twitching and pumping, Candy was swallowing everything he was giving her.

Mike stopped cumming, and Candy decided to give his cock a good lick, flick and suck, to make sure he was fully cleaned." Candy could see a faint illuminated sign pointing to the toilets. "Just going to freshen up" she said. as soon as the Booth door was opened and she stepped out, she heard a few people applauding. she went to the bathroom, washed up and headed back to the table. A waiter came to the table with a cloth and some spray, spraying the table and wiping it... Candy recognised the smell. it was an anti-bacterial disinfectant. "Your food will be one minute. Thank you"

Mike put his head into his hand, and Candy relit the electronic tealight candle which she found on the seat next to her.

In the dim orange-yellowy light, Mike looked a little flustered. but Mike could see the beautiful woman opposite him, who was starting to unwind and take a few risks.

Candy was getting buys with work, and she was starting to lose some of the naughtiness and cheekiness which she was known for.

But to fuck on a dining table in a restaurant was dangerous and fun.

The servers came over with the food and placed the food on the table.

They ordered more drinks while they were eating their food.

Once they had eaten, they asked for the bill, which had a 15% discount applied.

"Do they always give a discount for couples who fuck on their tables?" Candy asked.

Mike laughed. "Maybe."

They Paid the bill and head out into the sunlight on the London Streets.

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By *ikeEx OP   Man 21 weeks ago

Near Alfreton, Derbyshire

Book 2 – Chapter3 – Travel to Amsterdam

Candy had gone shopping again, this time to buy a dress for Christmas. Because she loved the dress which she wore in Warwickshire earlier in the year, she looked for something very similar, but it needed a Christmassy twist. Walking around Nottingham centre, she found the same ‘chain’ shop as the one she bought her amazing dress from.

Walking inside her eyes were transfixed onto a dress which looked amazing.

The dress was very similar in appearance to the Warwickshire dress, except it was red, with the occasional silver thread on certain hems and visible stitches. The fit was the same, a heart shaped top, body hugging at the waste and curvy at the bum, finishing below the knee.

Candy remembers this dress for being the one she could wear without underwear because no one would notice, yet her breasts would appear to be struggling to get out.

“Do you have this in my size please?” Candy asked the woman in the shop, let me see. Candy realised; the size of the Warwickshire dress needed to be a little bit bigger than the labelled dress-size to fit her ample cleavage in. actually… “Can we try a size…..” she remembered what size the previous dress was.

“Certainly Madam” the attendant vanished into the store-room and found the size which was requested. “Would you care to try it on Madam?” ‘Madam would definitely care to try it on!’ She thought before answering, “Yes please!”

She headed to the changing room.

‘I can’t believe I’m doing this, I’m much more comfortable in Jeans, a T-Shirt and Trainers, yet looking to go to a Christmas function dressed like Cindy Crawford.

Either way, I remember how the dress felt when I put if on, and the shoes ended up destroying my feet by the end of the night, but the attention I received was unbelievable.’

The dress fitted exactly how she remembered, stroking her body from boobs to bum, she also remembered how she felt when people saw her arrive in the room.

‘I’ll have this’ she thought, looked at the price tag, ‘Shit! It’s £250.00!’ I can afford it, but would Mike be annoyed with me spending so much.

Candy Called Mike. “Hi Honey, I need to ask you a straight question which is money related!” Candy never asks money related questions to Mike, because what’s hers is hers and what’s his is his.

“OK Babe, what is it?” he quizzed.

“Remember the dress in Warwickshire? I want to buy the same dress in red for the Christmas Parties this year, but it’s £250.00. how would you feel if I spent that much on a dress?” She asked. Forgetting one thing.

“Well Babe, you looked absolutely stunning in the dress, but what about shoes? Do you want me to help you out?” He asked

“Oh! I forgot about the shoes. I will leave it.” She said in a deflated tone.

“Babe, buy the dress if you can afford it, and I will pay for the shoes!” He replied. “Really Honey, there’s no need” She responded.

Either she was playing the reverse psychology card or was genuinely going to leave the dress. “Babe, buy it, and get the shoes and I will transfer you the money for them. “Thank you honey, guess what you will be getting tonight!” In a cheerful tone. “Ok Babe, I look forward to whatever it is. See you this evening!” And the call was ended.

Candy took the dress to the checkout, looking at the assistant, she said “I will take it please.” “Thank you, madam, and do you want to look at shoes while you are here?” Candy asked to see what shoes they had to go with the dress. She was led to the shoe section “Margaret will assist you!”

‘Margaret? This isn’t s dress and pair of shoes my grandmother could approve….’ Candy thought Margaret would be an elderly woman in her 70s or 80s, yet she was very wrong.

Margaret was a mid to late 20s woman, very stylish and very pretty.

“May I help you madam?” she offered. “Yes please, I’m buying the red dress at the front of the shop and……” Margaret held her hand in a gentle… shhhh… stop… “That’s all you need to say madam. Let me see… would you prefer heels, platform, flats or do you have another style for me to look at for you?”

Candy was waiting for her to be smug and ask about trainers or Dr Marten Boots. “Maybe a Boot of some kind with a heel, but not too high that I fall over and break an ankle.”

“Certainly! Can we measure your feet to make sure we get the correct size, make sure it doesn’t ‘pinch’!”

‘OK I’m starting to feel like I need to slap her… 1 potato… 2 potato… 3 potato’ Candy was getting a little anxious when Margaret came back.

“OK so we have these, and these red boots with a 2inch heel. The other shoes we have, I find personally uncomfortable, and they pinch a little. We have the same size feet, so I wanted to avoid those. “

Candy was amazed. ‘I wanted to slap her, now I understand what she meant. thank God I counted to myself!’

She was presented with a Red Boot, shiny faux leather which were knee high, only a two-inch heel, they looked pretty, but close-up, they looked a little tacky and cheap. “Thank you, I don’t think the boots are for me!” Candy announced. “I will try the strappy heels please!” these were ‘similar’ to those brought out by Margaret, yet she didn’t bring them for Candy. “Not a problem, I’m happy for you to try them, but I find the pinch after a few minutes of wearing them.” She left to return with a pair of the strappy red 2inch heels.

Candy tried them on. “They fit ‘kind-of ok but. it’s hard to explain.” Margaret mentioned to her that they seem ok for a few minutes, but they start to pinch at the top of the foot. “Ah… I see that, thank you I will give them a miss.” Replied Candy.

The final option were a pair of red heels, but with a 3-inch heel, Candy tried them on, they were comfortable, but Candy wasn’t used to wearing heels. And she would probably need assistance to walk in them.

She was now contemplating the boots which she declined. “Can I have another look at the boots please?”

Margaret gave her the boots. “I think I know why you declined these, but they are quite sexy, they will look amazing as they vanish up the dress.

Candy tried them on, they fitted perfectly, and she could walk in them too,

“Why not put the dress on and see how it all looks?”

Candy headed off to the dressing rooms to try the dress on with the boots. They looked amazing together, and boots in winter made so much sense.

“Ping!” he phone popped up with a message “you have received £250.00 from Mike Exsolver”

“Ping!” A messenger notification from Mike “The dress is amazing! I will buy it for you! You buy the shoes!”

Now Candy had the money for the dress, just how much are these boots. No price tag.

She quickly changed back into her original clothing and headed to Margaret. “Yes, they look fabulous. how much are they?”

“These Girotti’s are made specifically to order, do you need them immediately? Because the delivery time is 10days on these.

“I get a flight in 15days” she replied. “Back to the price?” “These Retail at £379.00, but ordering today we can discount them to £219”

“Thank you, I order them now please.” Candy said in excitement. Margaret opened an iPad and started to take the order, the colour, the style before taking Candy’s postal address.

“Ok, that’s all ordered for you. You will get an email update as the order progresses.”

She handed Candy a printed Barcode to take to the main tills, while she paid for the dress.

“May I put all this on my Credit Card please?” Asked Candy

“Certainly madam, that will be £469 in total”

Candy inserted her card and paid the amount.

She was given a bag while she sorted herself out to leave.

She took out her phone and transferred the Money Mike sent to her immediately to her Credit Card, then sent the Money for the boots from her account to her credit card too.

She headed back to the car park, knowing she had everything for the Christmas parties she was attending.

“Come on. let’s get off!” Mike shouted to Candy from the bottom of the stairs.

They were heading to his works Christmas Party which was being held in Amsterdam near to the head-quarters.

Mike and Candy had flights booked from the local airport to take them to Schiphol, and a Taxi would take them to their hotel to get ready for the evening.

They got the hotel, which had been funded by the company, although everyone paid for their partners to attend the dinner and dance as a matter of principle.

Once they got checked in, they headed to their room.

The rooms were spacious, clean functional, but the bathrooms were only frosted glass, which Candy thought was a little weird.

They unpacked their cases, Mike unpacked his Tux, and Candy hung her dress up and took the boots out of her case.

“Fuck my life! You will look amazing in that!” Said mike.

Candy smiled, knowing she had made the right choice.

Candy and Mike showered in readiness before they got changed. Mike couldn’t stop thinking about Candy’s new dress and was getting hard at the thought of her wearing it.

“Erm… what are you thinking about honey?” She asked looking at Mike’s ‘getting erect’ cock.

“You know I won’t lie to you. But I’m thinking of fucking you after you take the dress off this evening!” She walked over to him and placed her index finger under his chip, poking it, so he lifted it up to look at her.

With the gaze in her eyes, Mike knew Candy couldn’t wait, he reached down to her and kissed her passionately on the lips, as they both opened there mouths, the warmth from each other, mixed, balancing the temperatures which were rising from within.

They both were only wearing towel due to showing minutes earlier, and Mike didn’t hesitate to rip Candy’s towel from her.

“Fuck. I want you so badly!” He told her while looking in her eyes. Candy was looking up at Mike with her submissively sexy eyes “What are you waiting for? Because I feel Like I’ve lost my owner!”

Mike took Candy to the foot of the bed and sat her down. Looking down at her, as she looked up, he told her “Sorry, but I ned you to start on my cock!” she looked at Mike, wondering why he asked using the word “sorry.” She moved her mouth closer to Mike, so she was less than an inch away from him. He kept slapping her face with his cock, not on purpose, but purely because of the erection he had. She took his cock in one hand, kissed and caressed it, she was nurturing Mikes appendage, making it feel as loved as she made Mike feel. She was slow, teasing and playing. This time she was playing differently, she wanted to have a good, close-up look at this cock she kept sliding into her mouth. She wanted to feel it, slowly, almost probingly before she swallowed it again. She played with the skin which had rolled back to reveal the tip. She looked underneath as she stroked him, using her fingers she touched the shaft and moved the skin backwards and forwards as she started to inspect his smooth ball sack, playing with and holding each testicle in one hand, gently squeezing, feeling them through the skin of the sack. She then places her mouth on his left testicle, kissed it gently before kissing the other one. Now she slowly started to stroke his large cock after understanding every millimetre of his tip, shaft and balls. While she was stroking, she opened her mouth to take his left testicle in her mouth and start sucking it. She sucked which Mike realised felt amazing, then she moved onto the other one, again she sucked, but harder this time. She released it and started to stroke his shaft up and down with her tongue, slowly, but lovingly. Candy was savouring every part of Mike. She knew he had been in the shower and decided to stroke his thighs with her nails.

She wanted Mike to sit on the bed, “You can have me, but right now, I want you!” she said. Mike laid on the bed, not too sure what Candy meant by that. But he trusted her, and there were things they discussed and hadn’t discussed with each other.

Sha laid between his legs, making sure she was easily capable of sucking on his balls and deep throating his erectness. She moved her mouth and slid it over his cock, sucking and wetting the shaft as she went down as far as she could go and back again. She wasn’t using her hands, only her mouth because her hands were busy teasing Mikes perineum and balls. Candy had made Mikes cock and ball really wet with her saliva; it was starting to run down his balls onto his ass hole. She continued throating him while she teased mike with her fingers. She looked up at Mike as she sucked his cock, all Mike could do was close his eyes, he was starting to float into heaven by Candy sucking him.

Slowly, Candy touched Mike where she hadn’t touch him before. His asshole was wet, his legs were open because Candy was in-between them. Candy somehow got one of her toys in her hand, a small toy. Mike wasn’t aware it was happening until the fake cock was push through his tight virgin asshole “Fuck! What are you…. ?” Mike couldn’t finish the question, why ask what she id doing, when it is obvious she is fucking his ass with her smallest dildo. “You haven’t owned my ass for a while, you haven’t tried to own me for a while, so, to make sure you aren’t going anywhere, and to make sure you don’t get any ideas in your head, I’m going to own you tonight! You will be my bitch!” as she started to fuck his ass even more.

Mike didn’t know how to feel, the toy was stretching his ass, which was slightly painful, yet he could probably ignore that. But then he was paranoid about shitting himself, Candy knew this, and this evening, she didn’t care if he shat on her or not. Then there was the amazing feeling which was buried behind the pain and the paranoia.

Candy stopped momentarily, to get the lube, she was being cruel, she said “I’m sorry, you never fucked me without lube, but I’m breaking your ass in without it… DON’T MOVE I’LL BE BACK!” an apologetic demand. ‘That’s a new one on me!’ thought Mike. As he noticed his cock was aching and still completely rock-hard. Candy was back with the lube; she lubed the fake cock and slid it into Mikes ass again before starting to suck his cock. “I want to know if you will cum more down my throat and how intense it will be for you while I fuck your ass.” She told him. “Fuck Oh my fucking god! Ah! It’s not going to be too long!” as he shot his cum down her throat. She started to count how many times he pulsed and pumped. But also realised she had to swallow too. 1,2,3,4,5…. 6,7…8,9,10… (glug) 11,12…13,14, 15...,16,17,18….,19,20…...21……….21 “Gulp, glug… Fuck. have you finished yet?!” She asked. Placing her mouth over his cock again. “Ooh no… not yehh” as he shot another 3 or 4 pumps of cum into her mouth. Candy got the response she needed. She was happy she was inquisitive, and happy she could make her man cum more than ever. The fake cock was still in Mike’s ass, Candy slowly pulled it out… “can you walk yet Mike? Because you may need to go to the bathroom!” as she could only see the devastation, she had brought on by fucking his ass.

Mike disappeared, but Candy was laid on the bed naked, she looked like she had just passed a biology exam and was rewarded with the prize.

The sound of a flushing toilet and the shower were coming from the bathroom was heard. Candy was still horny, and still wanted more from Mike. She went into the bathroom and looked at him while he was taking a shower. “Do you like being ‘My’ bitch?” she asked Mike. “Candy, I will never be your bitch!” and he grabbed her by the throat, pushed her into the shower and kissed her mouth while holding her by her throat.

‘This is what I want from him!’ she thought to herself. “Let’s see who’s bitch is who’s?’ Mike was unusually hard after cumming like he had, she started to think. ‘Maybe things are different with prostate milking.’ He pushed his fingers into pussy and finger fucked her hard, using 2 then 3 fingers. Feeling her open up to him, he pushed her against the solid shower wall, lifted both of her legs off the floor and held them. His self-guiding missile found her pussy, only thing he had to do was thrust his hips forward to fuck her hole. As he thrust into her, she gave a yelp, as she wasn’t completely self-lubricated, but lubricated enough to be rough fucked. Mike pumped at her pussy, knowing he wouldn’t cum, but pumped as hard and fast as he could, making her start to convulse while her legs were off the ground.

He pulled out of her, put her legs back on the ground and turned her around so her back was towards him. Putting his left-hang on her belly, and his right hand on the middle of her shoulders, he bent her forward, placing her in the prime position for a rear entry in the shower. Candy had been used to vaginal sex since the ordeal earlier in the year, and she missed her ass having the attention it craved by Mike.

Mike slid his hardness into Candy again, this time, she was wetter and had more self-lube, his cock slid in perfectly and Candy’s pussy had found it’s owner again! Mike looked outside of the shower. Next to the sink Candy had her lube, she must have brought it in to put away… He reached out, and with a bit of a stretch, he grabbed the lube. His cock exited her pussy, but that was his plan. Mike lube his cock and pushed his cock into Candy’s neglected hole in one deep, long slow movement. “Her you fucking go! I do the owning, not you!” “oh fuck, my god! Ooh.” She began to moan, Candy loved Mike being rough, but she had missed having her ass fucked for so long!” Mike pumped at her ass for about 5minutes, and knew they had to e out for dinner in a few hours, he thought it wise to not ruin her ass just yet!

He pulled his cock out, not realising Candy was cumming ‘really hard’. He pulled his cock out and Candy fainted in the shower.

“Babe… Babe…. Oh Fuck!” as Mike turned off the shower, Candy started to come around.

She looked at Mike, feeling a little silly again, but was unable to get up, because her body was still in spasm after her orgasm.

“Give me a min ooooooh. I’m ok honey!” Candy struggled to speak. It was obvious she really missed her anal orgasms.

A few minutes later, Mike helped her on her feet, she turned on the shower and washed herself off, before heading into the bedroom. 

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By *ikeEx OP   Man 21 weeks ago

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Book2 – Chapter 4 – Mikes Xmas Party

Candy finally managed to get herself ready, makeup done similarly to Warwickshire and her hair was completely straightened, but in a single ponytail which was higher than the level of her eyes.

She was already wearing the dress when Mike came back out of the bathroom. “Ah... Miss no-knickers, I see!?” he teasingly said to her “That’s right honey, all for you. And avoiding have a VPL” she chuckled.

She unzipped her boots and precariously managed to slide he feet into them. “Mike, can you fasten these up for me please? I should have put them on before the dress.” She laughed. Mike fastened the boots, but because they were new, he teased her and licked the tops of them.

“I hope you are going to wipe them clean now!” she asked. “Erm, nope!” as he walked away to get his bow-tie fitted and straightened.

Now, Mr and Mrs James Bond (or Mike Exsolver in this case) Were ready to party.

The venue was in the function area of the hotel, they were due to meet there for pre-drinks and networking in 30 Minutes, they had time to kill even though they were both ready.

“Candy, like always, you look absolutely fucking amazing!” He told her. Candy never gets used to compliments, and this was only getting added o the list she was going to receive this evening.

They headed out of there room, Candy forgot to look for a clutch, so went to the function without a bag. The key went into Mikes pocket.

Downstairs, there was a meet and greet table, where you registered your attendance and took a lanyard with your name and country on it.

Mike Exsolver

UK Head of Consultancy

Candy Overclock

VIP. United Kingdom

P/O Mike Exsolver

They realised every employee’s partner was classed as a VIP, which felt quite honourable to Candy.

“Wow, look at her, over there in the red dress.” Voices were heard from staff and their partners as they signed in.

“Here we go again, another venue where Candy will steal the lime-light!”

One woman walked in and signed in, she was in her mid to late 50’s but she was wearing something which revealed her entire side, the dress must have been a one-off or a Visace or Luis Vuitton, the right-hand side was barely there, with a shape which covered her nipple on one side, net was shaped below to cover what little modesty she had. She ventured around and saw Candy in her beautiful red dress and matching boots. “Ooh hello, I’m Elsabet from Espana.”

Elsabet was an employee of the company but took an instant liking to Candy purely because of her dress and boots. Elsabet continued to walk around and chat to everyone. Candy looked at Mike “Erm, do you know her? Why is she dressed like a slut?” Mike could only reply with “Babe, I’ve never met her, but remember, the company is a global company and” Candy interrupted, “that doesn’t excuse her being dressed like……” “And we are also in Amsterdam, so it probably fits in.” “She still looks like and old slut.” Candy muttered under her breath.

Everyone was asked to look at the seating plan for when they were asked to take a seat.

Several sentences were announced in various languages, with one final sentence being announce in English, “Ladies and Gentlemen, Dinner is served, please take your seats.”

When Mike booked for him and Candy to attend, he also pre-ordered drinks to be at the table in an ice bucket before. Mike had already found which table was theirs. He was sat with his Line Manager Dan, and the other European Team Members and their partners.

Dan was sat to Candy’s left, and Mike was sat on her right. Dan could only pretend not to look at Candy in her dress, but his wife kept reminding him where he should be looking. The table plans hadn’t really been thought out, so Dan asked his wife if she minded swapping places.

Now Candy had another woman to talk to, even though Mike’s work colleagues were amazed at Candy’s dress.

The food was being eaten, and the drinks were going down easily.

The more mature guys from the team were starting to get a little louder and a little “braver” as the night went on.

Nearly every one of the guys in the team remarked about Candy’s dress. Almost as many wondered how Mike had ended up with such a beauty.

Dan suggested that Mike could breathe through his ears, or he was hung like Linford Christie, then having to explain to Candy who Linford was.

Her reply calmed the table down. “There’s a few things about Mike that I haven’t found in any other man. And I am happy to list them.

1, He is kind

2, He considers my safety above anything else

3, He only thinks about my happiness, but I will add pleasure and excitement to the same number

4, He is genuinely sincere

5, Linford, I can’t say I remember him, but Mike is huge.

6, He will try anything with me, when I want to. Maybe we will see if he can breathe through his ears tonight.

7, We are happy with each other’s strengths, weaknesses and any faults.

8, Love wholeheartedly, spanning from the depths of the oceans to the furthered star. No other man has loved me like that before

9, He can speak to me about anything. There is always an open channel to communicate with him. From serious things to funny ones.

The table fell silent for a little while before one of the guy’s wives asked, “And what if you want to have fun with someone else?” and sniggered thinking there wouldn’t be an answer from Candy. Yet, there was, “Oh you mean if I want another guy in the bedroom, well, I prefer another woman, then Mike could join in if he wanted to. But you only like women, don’t you honey?” as she looked at Mike.

The table fell silent again. Then one after another, the wives applauded Candy for her smart thinking and quick wit answers. “Very good! Ha-ha-ha-ha.” It was obvious, they had no idea Candy was being completely honest. But Mike did, and he kept quiet.

Dinner was over, and some of the tables close to the dance floor were being removed, luckily for Mike and Candy, their table wasn’t going anywhere.

Elsabet came to talk to Candy again, candy struggled, because the only thing in common she could think of was breasts and being female.

Candy is not I.T. Literate, and she definitely doesn’t have anything to do with sales.

The evening continued with drinks, awards, speeches and music at the end to celebrate Christmas. Candy was introduced to the new trio who owned the business by Mike and Elsabet. Elsabet worked closely with them but for some reason, she had taken a shine to Candy, and it wasn’t sexual. (or at least Candy hoped it wasn’t!)

The music ended, and everyone started to head back to their rooms or leave the venue.

Mike and Candy were still sat at the table talking to Dan and his wife, trying to get away, but it seemed a tad difficult. Everyone from the UK were due to fly out late afternoon the following day. Candy wanted to venture the streets of Amsterdam with Mike while they were there, so they agreed to go to bed, have an early breakfast and check out as early as their post party heads would allow them to.

Everyone said their “goodnights” and headed off.

Mike opened the bedroom door; he had something in mine… Candy’s ass still needed pounding, ruining and owning.

“Could you help me out of this please?” Candy asked.

“With pleasure, we don’t want to damage it, do we?” he answered.

He dropped the zip all the way to the bottom and the dress fell silently to the floor. Candy carefully stepped out of it wearing only her red boots and nothing else. Bent over in front of Mike to pick up the dress and place it on a coat-hanger.

“Such an amazing ass, I love your ass as much as the rest of you” he told her. Mike started to take of his suit and hang it up. Once he was naked, her looked at Candy again and asked her if she was joining him in the shower.

“Can I have a wee first?” she asked. “Hahahaha no, of course not!” Mike replied sarcastically.

Candy headed to the bathroom, she let Mike know she was ready to get in the shower, simply, by turning the water on after flushing the toilet.

Mike followed Candy into the bathroom once he heard the water running, he slowly pulled back the shower curtain and stepped inside, moving up behind her and reaching out to cup her breasts in his hands. He startled her at first due to him sneaking in quietly; she jumped and turned around to face him.

"Shhh, turn around and place your hands on the wall." He said, his hands going to her waist to and helping her turn. She did as he said and bent over slightly, parting her Legs. It made her ass spread and her cunt totally visible. Candy looked over her shoulder at Mike and giggled. She felt his hands on her ass, rubbing it, squeezing it, massaging it with his fingers.

He parted her more with his hands and looked down at her little pink asshole. He slid one hand to the crack of her ass and traced his fingers lightly over her hole, watching her moan slightly as she pushed back against him.

"More" She whispered. He pressed his thumb against her asshole, pressing lightly and rubbing it in small circles. "That's it, please honey" She begged. He leant forward and whispered in her ear

"Beg harder."

"Please honey fuck my ass, shove your thumb up my ass please!"

He pressed a bit harder on her asshole, the tip of his thumb sliding in. He pushed the rest of his thumb into her asshole and moved it in and out, slowly fucking Candy with it. Her moans became louder, as the water rans down her back and over her ass. He leant forward and kissed the side of her neck, biting into it gently. He fucked her ass with his thumb, speeding up and fucking it faster.

"You are going to take my cock up there." He declared to Candy

He felt her body tremble slightly at his words, her asshole tightened around his thumb.

Mike pulled his thumb out of her ass and dropped down behind her, his knees hitting the hard wet floor of the shower. He reached up to part her ass cheeks.

"Bend over more" he told her. Candy bent over, pushing her ass out and arching her back. He reached forward, pressing his face into her crack, his tongue sticking out and touching her asshole.

"God!" Candy moaned and started to writhe about. He brought his hand up to slap it down hard on her ass, leaving a bright pink handprint.

"Ouch! that hurt," she said, but she turned her head and grinned down at him. He slowly slid his tongue up and down against her asshole.

"That feels so good honey." Candy moaned and started to grind back against his face. He pressed his tongue against her asshole, sliding it in slowly then moving his head back and forth. He fucked her ass with his tongue, while his fingers travel to her cunt.

He slid two fingers into her pussy as his tongue slid in and out of her ass. His fingers started pumping in and out her cunt hard and fast in a steady rhythm, her pussy juices coating his fingers. His tongue went back to circling her asshole.

"I'm close" she said as his fingers continued to slam into her wetness over and over. He felt the slickness of her arousal, the scent of her pussy filling his nose. He took a deep breath, loving the way she smells when she is aroused. Her body began to shudder, and her juices poured over his hand as she came hard. Her whole-body shook. Her ass gripped his tongue as she squirted on his hand.

"Oh God! Fuck! Yes!" Candy screamed. He slid his tongue from her ass and his fingers from her slit and stood up behind her.

Mike reached up around Candy and grabbed her breasts, his fingers went to her nipples. He took both nipples between his fingers. He twisted them and tugged on them, making her moan.

"I'm going to fuck that sweet ass of hers now." He announced.

Candy trembled and moaned softly. He let go of her left breast and reached down, grabbing his cock and placing it against her asshole.

"Ready?" He asked.

Candy nodded her head as He thrust his hips forward, sliding the head slowly into her asshole.

"God yes, it feels so good!"

He continued to press forward until He slid all his cock into her hot hole. He stopped, letting her relax around his cock for a moment, feeling the tight warmth of her ass.

He started to slowly move his hips back and forth; his cock was sliding out of her ass almost all the way to the head. He slammed it back in, making her scream out. He started to fuck her hard, pounding into her ass with all his might. Raising his hand high, He brought it down on her ass cheek, leaving another pink handprint. Candy whimpered.

"Bad, bad girl." Mike Slammed.

Mike raised his hand again, bringing it down in the same spot. His cock slid in and out her asshole hard and fast, stretching it, making it hurt. Suddenly her body went rigid and shuddered against him as she orgasmed again, the muscles of her asshole clenched tightly around his cock.

"Ohhhh yes baby." He pounded her ass even harder and started feeling his own orgasm building. He felt himself tense up and he had to let go. He came hard inside her ass, filling her with his hot, thick cum. He pulled slowly out her ass. Mike bent down to look as it slowly closed, some of his cum was dripping out. He reached up, grabbed a sponge and began to clean her.

"Who owns who now?" Mike Asked

Candy smiled; she loved being owned by Mike almost as much as she was totally in love with him.

Book2 – Chapter5 – Amsterdam by Daylight.

Waking up after a night of food, drink, music, laughter and amazing sex was something Mike and Candy enjoyed together.

Mike got out of bed and looked out of the hotel window. “Looks cold out,” he said.

Candy groaned as she got out of bed, making Mike wonder if he had been too hard on her ass the night before, Yet, the way Candy slithered into the bathroom, only told Mike she was tired and could have done with another hour in bed. But both knew they had to get breakfast before they could wander around the streets of Amsterdam.

Once they both had breakfast, they were ready to hit the streets.

The hotel reception kept their cases for them, allowing them to collect their cases before heading to the airport for the plane in a few hours.

Mike loaded the Citymapper app, which had been working all morning, mysteriously decided to stop working. It still showed Mike a route, but not the map it was located on. This meant that Both were supposed to navigate by blindly following a line, with no idea which road was which, or if they were going in the right direction. And the snow.

“I’m sure it’ll be absolutely fine,” Mike said reassuringly, as Mike navigated them into some roadworks. Mike called a waiting taxi nearby. they got in.

Sometimes, it’s just not worth it.

Candy and Mike discovered that the snow in Amsterdam falls horizontally. Yes, they had managed to visit with one of the coldest snaps in some time, upon checking the weather on Mikes phone, they discovered that it was widely expected to be the coldest day in Amsterdam on record! This wasn’t so much a problem for them, as they'd packed every item of warm clothing they could, but Mike had only a light jacket which didn’t close properly, and it looked like he had a cold coming on.

As They finally hit the streets of Amsterdam, they discovered that it was indeed absolutely freezing. Even Candy in her warm clothing, and a jacket so padded that she resembled a small barrel wearing a Peruvian hat, she was feeling chilly. Mike stuffed his hands in his pockets and attempted not to sneeze over the entirety of Amsterdam. The city was in the firm grip of winter bringing a scent of stone and storms.

Mike and Candy were walking alongside canals whilst people rode past on bicycles, A cat lazily watched them from the warm window of a canal-side house. Adverts were in a language which was familiar, but different. Bikes were neatly parked at the side of the road, with tidy little baskets on the front, or child seats on the back. It was all very agreeable indeed, as they reached Albert Cuypstraat, home of the Albert Cuypmarkt market.

The stalls were still unpacking their wares when they got there, but there was enough up and running, and they both immediately went into tourist shopper mode. Mike announced, "If you want your stereotypical tourist souvenirs, then this is the place to come!"

But as well as this orgy of tourist paraphernalia, Mike and Candy had more mundane items to buy, especially as starting to gather icicles forming in his head.

“This weather is terrible!” The market seller said in a lovely, dusky Dutch accent, rubbing his gloved fingers as Mike perused an array of woollen scarves for sale. “I usually sell summer scarves, but I saw the weather this morning and changed my mind.”

Yes, Albert Cuypmarkt is also excellent for household goods – aside from the scarf, gloves and hat which Mike quickly tracked down, they saw plenty of stalls selling fashion, leather goods, electricals, baby clothes – and all at a very reasonable rate. Suddenly, Amsterdam didn’t seem quite so expensive as it had before. And all the stallholders, to a person, were friendly and chatty; there was no hard sell, no sales patter, just people interested to chat and find out where the couple were from. It was lovely.

And with Mike wrapped up against the cold and rapidly regaining sensation in his fingers, they stumbled across the other awesome thing that the market has to offer – the food. The food in the market is amazing.

There’s several cafes and restaurants in the area which come to life in the evening, once the market has gone. Stalls of stroopwafels tugged at Candy's heartstrings, but eventually she decided on a place selling pofferjes. Aside from being another Dutch word which Mike not Candy could not pronounce, they’re tiny, miniature pancakes which were being cooked in front of their eyes. As if this wasn’t tasty enough, the pancake seller had twin vats of melted Nutella and white chocolate simmering behind him, and an array of marshmallows and salted caramel chunks. This had to be done.

Candy and Mike both agreed these were delicious. As they walked away, Mike vowed to buy a pancake iron, as Candy silently plotted dreams of selling these to Local City hipsters, "Candy we could be immediate millionaires" Mike scoffed.

Located just up the road from the Albert Cuypmarkt, outside the gorgeous pile of bricks that is the Rjiksmuseum. Candy's hope was to get a clear view of it for a photo – She had done her research and heard that it was best to get there early. It was still early... somehow!

“I think we’ll be fine,” Candy chattered happily to Mike as they walked down a quiet street. “There’s no-one else around here. It should be pretty empt…”

They rounded a corner, and the words died, shrivelled up, and died. Suddenly, the entire tourist population of Amsterdam was here before them, posing with selfie sticks, climbing on the letters, posing classily with beer bottles and spliffs. So top tip: if you want to see the IAmsterdam sign without it being liberally coverd with visitors, get there early.

Candy wasn’t disappointed, because the Museumplein is an excellent little corner of the city. If you like your art, culture, and history, it’s an absolute must. The Rjiksmuseum, the Van Gogh Museum, and the Stedelijk Museum are all nestled around the square like lounging cats, and the green space in the middle was being well-used even on a cold, snowy day. A woman was teaching her spaniel puppy to play fetch, his ears flapping in the wind, and it felt like a lovely community space even amid somewhere that was so busy with visitors.

They decided not to do any of the museums this time, and they would consider coming back to finish what they left out. Partly because they had a little under one day to explore Amsterdam, and there was no way they could do ‘one’ of the museums justice unless they spent an entire day in them, which would leave very little time for seeing the rest of the city. And partly because, it gave them an excuse to go back again. So, they both regretfully walked past the ticket office and went into the museum shop instead. Candy would remind Mike, "there’s always time for shopping."

It was a wonderful little museum shop! None of the usual generic rubbish, with a hopeful museum logo printed on the side, but genuinely nice gifts which were very unique to those particular museums. Candy was also amused to see that they sell tiny replicas of the IAmsterdam sign and was mightily tempted to get one and take a selfie with it, her face looming massively behind it in a role-reversal of the usual.

They decided to take a random wander through Amsterdam, as they had tickets for the Anne Frank House which were assigned to a certain time slot, and they usually found that there’s no better way to explore a city than getting thoroughly lost in it. Plus, Mike had his beloved Citymapper, so Candy was safe in the knowledge that Mike could steer them in the right direction when needed.

And Amsterdam’s streets are wonderful to wander down. Not too much traffic, only an occasional need to leap out of the way of bicycles, and lots of interesting shops to potter in. Candy's absolute favourite was a shop selling American and British foodstuffs.

They came across the Bloemenmarkt almost entirely by accident, and it’s a great, albeit tiny, space. It’s crammed between a canal and a row of narrow houses – including the cheese museum, which immediately became a must-see for one day in the future – and is, if you hadn’t already guessed, a fabulous little flower market.

If you know your 17th century history – and who doesn’t? – you’ll know that tulips and the Netherlands have a history together which is more loving than Romeo and Juliet, Antony and Cleopatra, or Kanye and Kim. The growing of tulips, much brighter and exotic than any flowers which were being cultivated in Europe at the time, coincided with the Golden Age of the Netherlands when the country was at the very top of the trading tree. Suitable for the soil conditions there, tulips became a luxury item, something for the rest of Europe to show off to their pals. Amsterdam and the surrounding area became famous for its tulips, despite the bottom falling out of the tulip business eventually.

When they reached Dam Square, home of the Royal Palace which has the most delightful bells They've ever heard, Mike was experiencing something of a crisis. A bathroom crisis, to be precise, and therefore a cafe-type establishment needed to be located. We made the mistake of choosing one right on the square, the Euro Pub.

Candy and Mike soon realised that the name “Euro Pub” was quite misleading, as it should more accurately be named “A Crapton of Euros Pub”. It was entirely their fault – Mike knew that somewhere on the main square was bound to be expensive, and they felt bound by honour to buy some drinks if they were using the facilities – but, A beer and a cola cost about €17, and he spent most of their time there staring at the receipt in silent shock, with the glassy eyes of a man who’s Seen Things.

Candy took the opportunity to use the toilets – She decided she was going to get as much value out of the place as possible – so she slipped off. The toilets were located down a staircase made from industrial steel, but the facilities were nice enough. And then, on the way back up, Candy managed to do the impossible and trip up the stairs. she staggered up about five steps, arms flailing like an interpretative dancer, and crashed face first into the metal staircase just as someone stepped on. It must’ve looked like she was attempting to kiss their toes. And the dude just stepped over her and carried on.

Candy returned to Mike, who was downing a pint whilst still staring at the receipt, and silently used antibacterial wipes on her face.

Candy did not enjoy the Euro Pub.

--- Red Fright District ---

After the couple visited the Anne Frank House, they needed some food. Mike requested a pint of something. So, they made their way down to the edge of the Red-Light District for frites from Vleminckx, which Candy would most heartily recommend. They put British chips to shame. Fluffy inside, crispy on the outside, and smothered in a huge dollop of sauce, satay in Candy's case. She couldn't stop saying how delicious they were. An hour after Candy had eaten them, she began craving them and becoming a little bratty.

Afterwards, they put their feet up in a nearby pub. The Dutch have a fantastic talent for pubs; known as ‘brown cafes’ as they have dark wood furnishings and tobacco-stained walls, there really aren't cosier places anywhere else in the world. The Dutch have a concept called gezellig – which encompasses that feeling of warmth, fun, and togetherness. Amsterdam has nailed it in one.

As it was creeping on towards the end of their time in Amsterdam, they decided to go and see the Red-Light District, because they felt compelled to go and see it so they could say “We saw it”. As an area, it’s very pretty; it’s the oldest part of Amsterdam, and it shows. The canals running through the area are beautiful; the houses are glorious. Bridges, salted to protect against the ice and cold, stretch scenically across the water as canal boats chug underneath. But it was super busy, and as this was the weekend, it was filled to the brim with tourists looking for a good time, and those who had already overindulged. which the British tourists seemed to be the most far gone. It’s a conveniently short trip for a Brit on a booze cruise.

So, to escape the crowds for a bit, Mike and Candy decided to visit the Oude Kerk, or Old Church, which lives up to its name by being the oldest building in Amsterdam. It’s a gorgeous building, beautiful, and well worth visiting to take in the views of the outside structure. They paid their €10 entry fee and entered.

There are two things that the Oude Kerk doesn’t tell you before you go in.

One – it’s not really a church anymore. It’s been de-consecrated, and the graves moved, and now acts as a centre for art installations.

Two - they don’t tell you is that part of this art installation is a wire statue near the entrance, which talks as you go past it, and absolutely scares the crap out of you.

The church was coverd in black bin bags, towers of black plastic stretching up to the ceiling and covering the details. The central aisle was a festival of coats spread out over the floor. A neon arrow pointed upwards at the back.

They wandered around whilst Mike, made unhappy noises. Random statues asked questions about death. Eventually They came to one which must’ve had something stuck in front of its sensor, because it kept repeating its question.

“Did you shit yourself? Did you shit yourself? Did you shit yourself? Did you shit yourself? Did you shit yourself? Did you shit yourself?”

Ironically, it was located by the toilets.

Once they had completed the tour of The Church, Candy and Mike headed to the hotel to get their cases before heading back to the airport via a taxi.

Amsterdam was another location Candy hadn’t visited before and Loved vising with Mike.

Before Mike and Candy found each other, Candy hadn’t travelled as much as Mike, but they are bot hoping to change that as their relationship grows stronger day by day!

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Book2 – Chapter6 – The Office Christmas Party (Party no.2)

Mike had finished for the Christmas Break with his present employer, and Candy arranged for him to help with the facilities management tasks at her place of work.

It was after five on a Friday and, of course, Candy was still at work.

She had the day all planned out so she would get all her work done, still have time to decorate for the Christmas party, and be out the door by five.

It’s not like Candy had plans that night, but she wanted to start her personal party prep, so she wouldn’t be rushing the day after.

Even though it’s a little out of her job description (like everything else she does at work), She happily volunteered to spearhead the Christmas party, watching 'The Office Christmas Party' gave her plenty of ideas, yet Jennifer Aniston wouldn't be joining any of them for the foreseeable future.

'It’s going to be amazing… especially with Mike helping me out officially.' She thought to herself.

Even though Candy is of average height, she has beautiful curves in all the right places… Her size makes her cute and all but trying to hang the Christmas decorations was hard. She decided to stand on the table that was along the wall instead of waiting on Mike to help her.

“You know, you could’ve just asked me for help… or a ladder.”

“OH! You scared me!” Candy yelled at Mike. She didn’t realize she had the music so loud that she couldn’t hear anyone come in the room. He was slowly looking up at her, finally meeting her eyes. She felt unnerved, so she turned back around to continue hanging the tinsel. Even with her back turned, she could still feel his eyes, and they were staring right at her ass.

'I knew I shouldn’t have worn a skirt today.' She thought, she quickly turned around, catching him in the act.

“Did you come to give me a hand, or are you just planning to stand around and watch me?" She said, accepting his hand as he helped her down off the table.

“Hey, don’t get mad at me, I just wanted to know how long you plan on being here. I don’t want to spend my Friday night here.”

His tone was really getting to her, and he didn't even seem to care that she caught him staring at her ass, or maybe he didn’t think he got caught. Candy replied, “I’m trying to end up walking out the door by eight on the dot.”

“Eight o'clock; sounds good. Meet you at the front.”

Candy worked up quite a sweat from trying to get everything done by eight, so she was wearing only her stockings, a flowy skirt, and a loose camisole that did little to hide the pattern of the black lace bra she had on. She was done with almost everything, just needed to put the empty boxes back in the storage room. As she was rushing back and forth because the hallways only had emergency lights on so late and it began to creep her out a little. Heading back towards the event space, she was moving so fast that she ran dead smack into Mike.

“Whoa mama, slow down. You’re too sexy to be so stressed!” he said looking at her, he took time to pause when he noticed her bra peeking above the camisole.

“I’m not stressed; today's been really busy.”

He put a hand to his chest looking mock hurt, “I’m sorry, let me help you with whatever you have left so I can make it up to you.”

Candy told him what she had left to do, and they moved the rest of the boxes to the storage room in silence. She could feel how close he was to her, even when he wasn’t that close. It was slowly driving her crazy.

'Am I imagining this or can he feel it too?? at my place of work!!' she thought

They were on their last trip to the storage room; Candy was trying to put containers on the top shelf when she felt Mike come up behind her and put his hand on the small of her back.

“Here, let me help you with that,” as he took the load out of her hands and put it on the top shelf with ease, leaving Candy with a good view of his body. She didn’t think it was until he returned to his regular height that she realized how close they were standing. Candy guessed he was supposed to step out of the way once he took the containers, but she was a bit distracted.

Mike is average in build, but Candy loves his body, his shaved head was freshly cut that morning, and Candy loved rubbing her hands over it. He has a pronounced jaw line and eyes that stare deeply into hers whenever he looks at her.

They tried moving out of each other’s way, and after a few failed attempts of them moving in the same direction; She put her hand on his arm. As soon as her hand contacted him, Candy felt an energy surge through them both. He looked down at her and stopped moving.

“Oh, Um, thanks for your help,” Candy said as she moved out of his way to head for the door.

He grabbed her by the arm, turned her around, and pulled Candy into him. He held her there for what felt like forever before he spoke.

“Candy, it's been so different helping at your place of work, but we always have said each other’s place of work are out of bounds, but. My God, you smell delicious. I thought you were ignoring me, but then today, realised exactly how busy you have been, I just felt this energy today. If this is all in my head let me know and I’ll stop,” he said in a low husky voice.

Candy quickly cut him off. “No, it’s not in your head,” was all she could get out.

Being this close to him, being able to smell his cologne and a slight smell of sweat, started messing with her head. She searched his face trying to guess what he was thinking. Staring back at her, he slowly leant down and kisses her.

He was gentle at first, taking his time, a small moan slipped out and Mike slid his tongue into Candy's mouth. But eventually his kisses grew deeper and deeper. He used one hand to hold the back of her neck, and his other was still firmly holding her waist to his. Candy moved her hands across his back and neck, pausing to play in his shaved head at the nape of his neck. They kept going like that for what felt like forever. Both, exploring each other’s bodies with their hands, his touch was so firm and gentle at the same time. They didn’t know how he did it, but the way he was gripping her ass and taking small nibbles at her neck had her knickers soaked.

He slipped a hand under her dress and pulled back and looked at her, “Oh my gosh, you are so wet” Without breaking eye contact, he moved her dripping underwear to the side and slid a finger into her wet slit. She almost lost her balance when he slid another finger in and used his thumb to gently massage her clit. He started kissing her again, gently all over her neck, making his way to her ears, then finally to her mouth and starting the cycle over again.

“You’re torturing me,” Candy breathed deeply into his ear. He slightly chuckled into her neck and continued her torture.

“All you have to do, Candy, is tell me what you want.”

“Mike, please, I want to cum on your fingers.”

He sped up his massage on her clit and quickened his finger thrusts in her slick pussy. Moments later, Candy could feel a familiar feeling rising in her. “I’m going to cum” He kept going until they could both feel the orgasm crashing through her body. Mike didn’t stop until she had completely calmed down.

He slowly removed his fingers, sucked them one at a time, melting her with his gaze. It felt like she was in a trance as they moved to the sofa that was tucked away for the Christmas Season. Candy unbuckled his belt and pulled down his Trousers and boxers and 'Oh. My. God. I figured he was a good size, but this?' She thought. He’s about nine inches all together, thick, and just enough of a curve to make a girl swoon.

She sat him down on the leather sofa behind him, gently caressing his shaft. She start to return the teasing from earlier and start kissing his inner thighs. Gently at first, her kisses turning into little bites as she got closer to his manhood. Hearing him gasp as she nibbled at his inner thighs while she started to stir up her juices. She worked her way to his fully erect dick and took a second to admire it.

Candy swirled her tongue around the head of his dick, precum already oozing out of it. “Oh, so this is payback, huh?”

Without taking his dick out of her mouth, she nodded and offered a muffled “mm-hmm” in response. She dribbled enough spit on his member to act as lube while she massaged her hands up and down. She focused her attention back on the head of his dick. She put her mouth over his dick, just stopping below the tip. He sharply inhaled. Candy guessed he got too comfortable with being teased.

Slowly she slid his cock farther into her mouth, removing her hands from his shaft she can’t take all of him, so she settled for going as deep as she could and moving back to his tip. she could tell by Mike’s moans that he's enjoying this attention.

“Candy, your mouth feels so good wrapped around my dick. You’re such a good girl, taking so much of me. mmmmm, that’s right..., keep going. I know you can take all of me.” He guided her head slowly down his dick until she reached the base and held her there.

Candy never been able to deepthroat before without gagging right away! It’s like he already knew the right angles so she could swallow him whole.

They kept this going, Mike guiding her head to please him just how he liked, while she was massaging his balls and playing with herself. He noticed Candy playing with herself and takes a hand to pinch her nipples and play with her breasts.

All these sensations were driving her crazy. As if he could sense her getting closer, Mike stood up and pulled her up with him. Grabbing Candy by her neck and plunging his tongue into her mouth, kissing her deeply.

He picks her up, still kissing her, and laid her on her back. She draped one leg over the back of the chair and let the other one dangle onto the floor, giving him a good view of her dripping pussy. “Stop staring and fuck me…please.”

“You know, I like a woman that knows what she wants,” he said, tapping his rock-hard member on the lips of her soaking pussy.

“Mike, please, please fuck me, sir.” He lined his dick up with her waiting slit and eased in the tip. They both let a moan of pleasure, and he ventured deeper into her pussy until she felt every inch of him.

“Damn...., I hoped you would take all of me and look at you. You’re such a good girl, making me so proud,” he leant in to kiss her, continuing to stroke her deeply. As he leant in, she felt more of his member entering her.

He pulled back a little so just the tips of their noses were touching. “You feel so good in me, Mike. Please, keep stroking, just like that.”

He continued his slow, deep strokes, he took her foot off the back of the sofa. Keeping pace, he used his other hand to play with her nipples. She couldn’t even think straight and all she could manage was moans and groans to show her appreciation.

He pulled his dick out almost all the way but stopped right before the tip. Without warning, he bottomed out into her pussy, causing just the right amount of pain and pleasure. “Please…don’t stop.”

He pulled out again and again, pausing to spit on her clit. He started his pattern again while rubbing her. She screamed out for him to keep going and his strokes got shorter and quicker. He brought Candy to her second orgasm and before it finished passing through her, Mike had started eagerly lapping up her juices.

His hair had been released from the tie and it was tickling her thighs as he probed her pussy with his tongue. He licked around her clit before focusing his attention on her throbbing nub. He flicked it back and forth, sucked on it, licked it. Whatever came into his imagination, he did. Within minutes, Candy's body started to spasm, and she released all her ecstasy on his face.

With renewed energy, he helped her off her back and positioned Candy on her knees, leaning over the back of the sofa. He gently kissed her from her neck, down her spine, prepping her hot cunt to be filled up by his massive member.

He entered Candy with no hesitation, getting comfortable with her body. “Candy, your pussy is fucking tight, my god. You look so good taking all my dick, such a good girl” He removed himself from her tight snatch and she whipped around to see where he went.

He walks back over with a leftover string of Christmas lights and a smirk. “What are you planning to do with that?”

He stood behind her, rubbing his hand across her body, starting at her navel to rest at the base of her neck, slightly choking Candy. “Do you trust me?” She turned and paused for a second, looking into his eyes before nodding yes to whatever he had planned.

He brought her arms together behind her back and wrapped the Christmas lights around them. They were bound together, both ends of the lights were in his tight grip, ready to be pulled on at a moment's notice.

He walked around to stand in front of her and started to lightly ch0ke her. He knew exactly what she liked, Candy wasn't complaining. He put two fingers on her lips, and she opened up to let them in without being told. She slowly sucked on them, but he took them out abruptly.

He helped her back into a kneeling position over the back of the chair separating her knees which gave him clear access to massage her to prep her hot cunt to take all of him.

“Are you ready?” he whispered. “Yes, please fill me up,” she said, excited for what’s to come. He plunged into her holding the lights tautly, Candy was sure she could feel him in my abdomen. He held this position, His balls were deep in her snatch, his rigid dick pulsing like crazy. He started doing short strokes, never removing more than half an inch from her pussy.

“Mike, you’re going to make me cum, honey, you’re going to make me cum.” Candy said breathlessly, slowly losing her will to hold on. Suddenly, he tightened his grip on the lights, and pulled her close enough to him so he can nibble at her neck while he never stopped stroking her.

'This can’t get any better,' Candy thought. Right before he started massaging her clit.

I’m getting closer and closer to the strongest orgasm of the night. “M-M-M-Mike, oh my goooooosh Mike.” she shuddered as it rolled through her body. Her pussy clamped down on his pulsating dick, she could feel him tense up. He’s close, she could tell. He pulled his throbbing dick from her and said, “Get on your knees.”

She immediately moved to obey his demand and the lights that felt so tightly wrapped around her immediately loosened once he removed his grip. Her arms were free just in time for her to get on her knees and hold her breasts together which made a perfect target for him. “Please cum on my tits, sir, please I’ve been a good girl."

He shot his hot, thick load all over her breasts. It's so much it starts dripping down her body. She wiped some up with her finger and sucked it off.

“You are so fuckin nasty,” he said to her, and she smiled coyly at him. The look in his eyes was turning Candy on again.

-- The Day of the Christmas Party --

Candy was chatting with a work colleague, Sadie, when she felt a familiar presence behind her. Mike seamlessly joined their conversation in a sexy, confident way and the three of them chatted for a bit until Sadie got called over by another group of partygoers.

“You need to stop looking at me like that while I'm at work,” Candy said, her voice slightly above a whisper. He leant towards her, inhaling as he got closer and in a low throaty whisper he said, “You smell so amazing, I could sit you on this table and devour you!” Candy was squirming in her dress, and she hoped it wasn't obvious to anyone else. As he walked away, she took in his look. He had dressed a lot nicer than usual; she noticed him getting quite a few looks from other women at the party.

A couple of hours later, the party was starting to wind down and a few people had already left. Candy was scanning the room to see if anyone needed anything. She caught Mike staring directly at her. She looked away to send a text.

Candy: 'Want to deck my halls tonight?'

Mike: 'I thought you’d never ask.'

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By *ikeEx OP   Man 21 weeks ago

Near Alfreton, Derbyshire

Book2 – Chapter 7 – Christmas with Claire and Chris.

A letter had arrived one cold November morning in a pretty envelope with Christmas holly and snow on the outside address to both Candy and Mike, with the Return Address of “The Regency Par Hotel” Bowling Green Rd, Thatcham RG18 3RP

Candy opened the Letter.

‘A Christmas to Remember’

xx/12/2024

You are invited as VIP Guests to the Christmas Party at the Regency Hotel, Newbury. As V.I.P. Guests, you are offered Executive Accommodation at a discounted rate, please contact Mrs. Claire Newcheck, Hotel Manager.

This Invitation is for the names’ guests below only.

Mr Mike Exsolver and Mrs Candy Overclock

Candy was ecstatic, Mike was at work again in Gloucestershire, and without asking him, Candy call Claire.

“Hi Claire, we’ve got the invitation, and we would love to accept. How do we book a room with you Claire please?”

“Hi Candy, It would be great to see you and that delicious husband of yours again. Let me see what I can do with the room for you. Can I get back to you today?”

“Of course! That would be great! I will pay so Mike doesn’t have to.”

“Pay?? Who said anything about paying?” Claire was adamant that Candy and Mike were getting a room for free.

“The invitation mentions a discounted rate and to contact you Claire, a discounted rate is usually that; not a freebie!”

Claire laughed, “Don’t worry, it’s all taken care of, I’m just looking to see if I can get you the room next to ours again.”

Candy knew what that meant, Chris and Claire would be looking to ‘Full Swap’ again. And they haven’t really played with anyone else, only Candy with Andrea, but not with Mike as a ‘thruple’ or foursome. But they did both have a lot of fun together.

“That sounds wonderful. Thank you, I can’t wait to tell Mike!” Candy said. “Thanks again, look forward to seeing you soon!” And the call was ended.

Candy sent a message to Mike ‘Hi Honey, we’ve been invited to Claires hotel for their Christmas Party. And we’ve been invited as VIPs’

‘That’s great babe, but the hotel will be a fortune for the room to stay overnight, plus the drinks and the food. can we afford it?’ he replied

‘Claire is giving us a room for free, so we would only need to take enough money for food and drinks.’ She told Mike what date the party was on.

‘OK Babe, lets put some money to one side to pay towards the room so she knows we won’t take the piss!’

‘Talk when I get home babe, it’s chaos here today!’ he messaged to her.

‘Oh no! try not to get too stressed! See you later! Love you!’

---- The weekend of the Christmas Party ----

Candy already had the dress, but had it dry cleaned. Her boots still looked immaculate and only needed a dry wipe to polish them off from the Amsterdam Party they got back from the previous weekend.

After they had finished work, they planned to pack the car and go.

The case was packed the night before, and ‘The Dress!’ was put in a travel protector, as was Mikes Tux.

Candy packed her own case, which a selection of lubes and toys, but this time, she packed something she hadn’t used while with Mike, he double ended dildo. She had used one recently with Andrea, but this wasn’t it.

All of Candy’s toys had been thoroughly washed and wiped with Sterilising fluid to make sure they were safe and ready to use.

Candy meant business, the dress, the boots, the toys!

They packed for one overnight stay as the party was on the Friday night, and the couple needed to be home for around mid-afternoon on Saturday.

All that was needed was Mike and the Pickup.

Snow had been forecast for the weekend, so they agreed to take the Hilux so they knew they would get there and back if it snowed too heavily.

It was 3:30pm. Mike got home earlier than usual. Candy was stood at the front door with their cases following a call from Mike saying he was just coming down the road. The cases were put on the back-seat and ‘The Dress’ was hung up on the coat hook behind the drivers’ seat with Mike’s suit. They programmed the Satnav with the Venue which told them they had a 2hr 40min to 2hr 58min drive ahead of them. The Party started at 8pm with pre-drinks served from 7:30pm. Candy messaged Claire and said they would try to get there for the pre-drinks but would definitely be there for 8pm. Claire responded with – ‘That’s perfectly ok see you then.’

Mike had the quickest shower and change ever. Candy was throwing his clothes as him as he was getting dried… she knew he couldn’t get home any earlier, but she also knew that they had no more than a ten-minute turn-around before they had to go.

Mike was ready, everything was in the Hilux, and they were off. Although they had to stop for some fuel to make sure they got there without running out.

The journey went reasonably ok for a Friday evening, with Mike and Candy arriving at the hotel at around 7:15pm, they managed to get checked in quickly and headed for their room, which was the same executive suite as before, the minibar was already packed with the same Items Candy requested last time and there were some snacks which again; were the same as Candy chose on their previous visit.

Mike helped Candy into the Dress before donning his tux. The couple were ready. It was 7:35, but they should be able to make pre-drinks.

As they headed downstairs, the pre-drinks bar was full of background conversation. Chris waved the couple over and ordered them drinks.

“What are you having this evening beautiful?” Chris asked Candy. She was unsure whether to go straight into the alcohol or start with a soft drink. “A glass of white please!” she decided quickly. “Beer Mike?” He asked. “Yes please? Where’s Claire?” Mike asked. “You look amazing in that dress.” Candy could almost hear Chris silently ask, ‘Does it come off!’

“Oh, apparently there are changes a-foot next year for the hotel. A large Australian Hotel Chain are looking to by the chain this one belongs to, so everyone is on their best behaviour and Claire thinks one of the guests is here to spy on her.” Mike and Candy stared at each other. Mike mouthed the word ‘Lucy’ to Candy and shrugged his shoulders. Candy rolled her eyes. “Do you mind if we mingle a little Chris?” said Candy while looking at Mike. This was Candy’s que to Mike for ‘we need to chat!’

The couple walked around the bar area, but couldn’t find anywhere private to chat, so they walked outside into the foyer where no-one was around. “Lucy said she would be looking to buy a chain?” Candy reminded Mike… “Yes, but the bloody Irony that it includes this hotel. You know the first thing to happen when a new owner takes over, is for them to strip out all the management staff” Mike replied. “Oh no, and we can’t get involved either!” Candy stated.

“Come on, let’s get back in, before we are missed, and people start asking why we are in the foyer!”

They went back to where Chris was still standing, this time Claire was with them. “Hello” Claire greeted both with a kiss on the cheek. “I’m so glad you could make it, although forgive me if I appear a little stressed it looks like we are going to have new owners. Candy, you look absolutely stunning!” “Ah, do you know who the new owners will be Claire?” “I have an idea, but they haven’t visited the Regency Park yet.” “Fingers crossed everything works out ok for everyone.” Said Candy. Claire didn’t seem too troubled for herself.

The conversation Candy and Claire continued, showed that Claire had been at the Hotel for 20years and started as a chamber-maid and worked her way up the ranks, so if she was leaving, she would have 20 years of service as a redundancy, but it would be enhanced as her contract stated something about double for 10 years and triple for 20years.

Claire looked at her watch, it was 7:59pm the doors to the Function room were opened. “I hope you don’t mind me ordering for you, but I realised how much you enjoyed the Chicken last-time, so I re-ordered the same.” “Claire, that was amazing, Yes. that’s lovely thank you!” as Claire was about to head out of the room to address the guests she whispered into Candy’s ear. ‘Door open or Closed?’ Candy knew exactly what Claire was asking “Open” she replied. Claire smiled and headed back. Mike heard Candy tell Claire, “Open,” and knew she meant the door between rooms. The Christmas party was also scheduled around the same week of the month as their previous visit, so Mike remembered that Mother Nature wouldn’t be making a presence this weekend either. ‘Looks like a fucking is on the cards again tonight.’ he thought to himself. Little did he know about the toys Candy had in her case, because Candy planned some playtime with Claire for herself too. Claire had a Microphone in her hand “Ladies and Gentlemen, please take your seats.” Chris told Mike and Candy they were on the head table with Claire and himself.

Chris led the way to the table; Claire came to sit down with them. The table was set for 10 people, the three of the others were announced as senior directors of the Hotel Chain and the other three were assumed to be their partners, wives or girlfriends. Mike and Candy were introduced as Head of IT Security and Compliance for a large global IT company. The roles weren’t correct. But Mike knew his way around IT. IT Security, Building Security and other security related systems and services.

Claire didn’t really know what Mike did, and Chris would have only seen Mike working as an IT Architect. But he could easily talk his way around it, if he had to.

The food was amazing, and the White Wine at the table didn’t seem to ever run out. Candy didn’t drink much, she didn’t want to get d*unk, and didn’t want a headache the following morning.

Mike had an idea what would happen later that evening, so he was careful with the amount of food he ate, as was Candy. Chris seemed to be enjoying the food, and didn’t seem to care, which appeared ‘odd’ to Candy. Claire seemed to eat something, then get up and rush around, sit down, eat something else again and repeat the cycle for the entire evening. Being the hotel manager, she had to make sure the paying guests were happy and enjoying their food. There were guests of all ages, some had children, dressed smartly and in suits, some guests were elderly and would probably be going to bed after they had dined.

Claire finally sat down “That’s my work done for the evening” she said. “I’m curious Claire, when you organise events where elderly people join in, do you try to allocate rooms as far away from the function as possible? To cut down on moaning and groaning?” Candy asked. “Well. Yes and no, the function room is sound-proofed, any sound shouldn’t leech out and the speaker system is around the outside perimeter of the room and not at one end, which allows the music to be heard clearly and at a lower level. Do we relocate elderly guests from the room? only if they ask.” Claire fully understood how the room worked, Candy had been to a few Hotel functions where the noise was booming until 1am and people complained about the music the following day.

“How have you two guys been?” Claire asked. “Very good thank you, very busy, again, and lots of decisions to make in the new year!” Candy replied. “Oh? Anything major to consider?” She asked “Well, Mike has a job offer, which he is mulling over, because he is happy where he is. We also haven’t decided on a holiday location yet. I would love to go back to Tasmania, but the travel time is terrible!” “I remember the journey, lucky for me, I got business class seating on the flights from the UK to Dubai and then Dubai to Melbourne.” Replied Chris. “Not cheap though, but it wasn’t a holiday.” “Yeah, the company would only fund economy class, because they paid for the kids. I don’t think I would have been able to afford a ticket for Candy if we had something else.” “Didn’t the company pay for your Wife?” asked Claire. “No, because they didn’t actually want her to go, and me being the dad of the kids, forced the to pay for the kids too.” “But the hotel was amazing though.” Added Candy.

The night went on discussion options for the following year’s holiday. The holiday with the kids, and the holiday without them. “Alice would turn 18 next year and Adam would be 16, so they probably would want to stay at home anyway!” Mike added. “Do you like being a step-mum?” Claire asked Candy. “I love it, but there are times when they won’t listen to me, but I think it’s only because they are still seeing where the boundaries are. But I don’t try to be a mum to them, I try to be a friend, that way they know they can talk to me about anything and can rely on me for help.” “That’s good. I’ve heard some nightmares where kids shout, ‘you’re not my mum or dad’ and are quite rude.” “Mike has taught them manners, and respect, they are kid to be very proud of, and they know I’m proud to be part of the family.” Candy added.

As the food and drink dissolved, so did the guests, especially the elderly.

Music started playing at a low volume, but as Claire said, it was clear, you could still talk to others without shouting, but also sing along if you wanted to.

The hotel staff started to usher people to tables around the outside of the room, allowing them to remove the 10 or 12 tables which were taking up the dance floor. “Do you dance Candy?” Asked Chris. “Badly, so no!” She laughed. “I prefer watching, listening and talking to people, rather than boogieing and ignoring people.” Claire had vanished again, as she had vanished, Chris announced he wanted to talk to Mike and Candy. “I’m not staying over tonight; it’s why I’ve not been drinking.” “Oh, why not, is everything ok between you and Claire?” Candy quizzed “Yeah, but I’ve got to fly to Edinburgh for a business meeting tomorrow morning! “On a Saturday Chris? Come-On!” Candy asked. She suspected Chris was going to play while he was there, yet, he knew about the party ages ago, surely. “Couldn’t you change it for another day? It would be a shame if you didn’t stay over.” Candy was pushing it. She didn’t believe all was well with in the ‘Newcheck’ household. “The meeting has people attending from the US Senate and the Presidential Teams, I’m not looking forward to it, especially as it’s going to be Donald Trump’s administration team there.” “Ah – quite a meeting to have Chris.” Candy replied as she backed down. ‘But Claire asked if the doors would be open or closed? This would mean Mike would have me and Claire to play with?’ Candy started deliberating with herself.

Claire came back to the table with a Gin balloon in her hand, sipping away, making sure she was still sober enough to manage any issues or incidents that may occur.

As the guests started to dissipate, the 20 to 50’s seems to remain in the room for drinks and music, Chatting and having a little fun.

The time was 11pm, Chris announced he had to leave and head home to get ready for hit flight to Edinburgh. Candy still didn’t believe him, ‘why not stay at the hotel, have your stuff here and head from here in the morning, whether early or not?’ Either way, Mike shook his hand, and Candy gave him a kiss on the cheek “Look after my wife this evening, won’t you?” Chris asked them both. “She’ll be fine, don’t worry!”

And Chris headed off to get his taxi which was taking him ‘Home’ (apparently)!

“Right, now he’s gone… I can’t believe he couldn’t even try to renegotiate the meeting date!” Claire was fuming that he went, although the words which came out of her mouth were the right words, yet both Mike and Candy both thought her tone didn’t match. It was almost as if she was pleased, he had gone.

The Senior Level management from the hotel Shook Mikes hand as Claire kissed them on the cheek, thanked them for being there, as they headed to their suites in the hotel.

“So, you heard the news that the chain is going to be under new ownership next year?” Claire asked. “Yes. Have you any more information?” Mike asked. “Yes. The Senior Directors won’t give me any names, but they said it’s a single owner, not a team or a capital venture or joint venture, and she’s making a name for herself in Australia and Malaysia.” “She??!!” Candy replied as she looked at Mike. ‘Fuck, it’s Lucy!’

“Do you know when ‘She’ is due to come to the UK?” Asked Candy “Surely she needs to see what she is buying?” “If only I knew, I don’t know anything about her, it would be nice to know something about her style or management, is she hands on, off, wants to know everything??” Claire was stressed, even though she would get a huge payoff, she loved the job.

Candy and Mike turned the conversation to something else as Mike went to the bar to get more drink “Tell them your room number, add it to your tab” Claire told Mike. “OK, what do you want to drink Claire?” She wanted the same “Gin and Tonic (Make it a double).” Candy and Claire were sat on their own for a while, awaiting Mike to return with the drinks. Claire started to comment on Candy’s red Christmas dress, “You look fabulous and really sexy in this dress. Will it come off tonight?” Candy replied, “Thank you, and yes, I hadn’t planned on it only being the three of us, but I did plan on playing with you before any of the guys joined us.”

“Are you ok sharing your man tonight beautiful?” Asked Claire. “We need to chat about that Claire because...” Candy proceeded to explain the trauma and ordeal which Mike had gone through. “Oh god! How long did it take for him to get over it.?” “Honestly, he hasn’t fully gotten over it, we’ve only played twice with someone else, and the girl we played with helped him get back on track. Long story, but she dressed the right way and was willing to be rough if Mike needed it.” “Jesus… so…” “don’t worry, we have our usual plan which is just as much fun.” Claire kissed Candy on the cheek as she stroked her under her chin.

Mike returned with the drinks, and Claire downed her Gin. Walked over to Mike and kissed him on the cheek.

It wasn’t taking long, but Claire was starting to relax and let herself go. Mike was still on the same beer and Candy was on her third glass of wine. Both were reasonably sober and only slightly loosening their inhibitions.

The DJ announced the last record, which was a slow track. “Mike, come dance with me please?” Asked Candy. “You know I don’t dance, but as it’s the last record and it’s a slow one, I’m happy to smooch with you.” Candy took his hand and led him to the dance-floor. They held each other, hugged and slowly swayed and clumsily moved around the dance floor in a traditional ‘we don’t dance ever!’ obvious kind of way. As they were on the dance floor, they noticed everyone was leaving and the room was virtually empty with the exception of staff, Candy, Mike the DJ and Claire who was seeing someone off for the night. Mike and Candy kissed on the dance-floor as they swayed around, getting Candy damp, thinking about what she had planned in the bedroom. Claire tapped on Candy’s shoulder, “Do you mind if I cut in?” as she took Candy’s place with Mike, swaying to the music, she grabbed Mike’s ass and stroked his back. Claire tried to kiss Mike on the lips, but he turned at the right moment, so she gave him a kiss on the cheek. Candy could see Mike was a little uncomfortable, with another 50 seconds or so, left of the song, Candy tapped Mike on the shoulder “Do you mind if I ….?” And Candy replaced Mike. Candy and Claire were dancing to the music holding each other. Claire kissed Candy as they danced, but in a friendship manner, until she looked around and noticed there was no one around. She planted a hard passionate kiss on Candy’s mouth, and Candy returned the kiss.

Mike was stood watching, he loves seeing women kiss, but even more so, when they are passionately kissing and swapping tongues. This only made Mike realise what was going to happen in the bedroom.

The music ended, the room was empty, and the DJ started to secure his media and controllers before heading off.

“Come on, let’s go!” Claire ordered as she grabbed Mike and Candy by the hands and headed to the bedroom.

Claire went into her room first while Mike and Candy headed into theirs.

Both went into the bathroom to freshen up and both took off their party clothes, hung them up and started playing on the bed.

Candy had retrieved the double ender and a tube of lube.

“Ok babe… rules for tonight?” Mike asked. “Play it by ear, but no kissing and no anal with Claire unless I nod. But you will know if you can or not.”

At that moment, the doors opened between the rooms and Claire was stood at the opening fully naked. She approached Candy for a girl-on-girl sexy kiss, but watched Mike get hard as they kissed. Candy led her to the bed in her room, leaving Mike and Candy’s bed vacant. She kissed her neck, breasts while working her way down to her pubic area. Mike knelt beside them. While Candy was licking and probing Claire, Claire was already swallowing Mike as he was still growing. Claire remembered how big Mike was, which didn’t take her too long as she started to gag on his cock. She took his cock out of her mouth and started sucking his balls and licking his hard shaft.

Candy was 4 fingers inside Claire and pumping away at her, as Mike slit his fingers into Candy’s wet pussy. He rubbed her clit, making her start to cum, and concentrated on finger fucking her. Candy had enough of fingering and being fingered. She moved around and sat up on the bed, so she was looking at Claire. She reached for the double ended dildo and slid it into Claire. This toy wasn’t a cheap toy, it was an expensive, this girthy one made of a harder material than silicone. To Claire, the shape of it and the girth felt like a real cock. Candy shuffled up to Claire with he legs open, she sidled up and slid the other end into her pussy. As she did this, both women were within 5 or 6 inches of each other, connected by the vagina and this dildo. Candy started to push herself against the dildo, causing it to push inside Claire, she squirmed and wriggled as she started to fuck the fake cock. Candy pushed further, this time her pussy was rubbing Claires, their nubs were touching and Candy wanted Mikes Cock to suck. “Over here!” She demanded. Mike shuffled over to Candy and allowed his cock to enter his mouth. Mike was in ecstasy watching a double dildo in action, in front of him. Candy could take precum on Mikes cock, and Claire was starting to moan really loudly. “Lick Claire’s clit!” Came another order from Candy. Mike made a move on Claire, licking her as the face cock were sliding in and out. Licking Claires clit without licking Candy was virtually impossible, but he made the most of the situation and licked both from top to bottom, and bottom to top of each one as the fake cock moved in and out of them. Claire announced she wants to cum, and Candy said she was going to squirt. As Mike licked Candy, she started to squirt, because the pussies were so close, she also covered Claire, who came hard. Claire was cumming and leaving her creaminess on the fake cock. Candy had to stop, the movement was hurting her hips, but she knew she wanted to cum one more time and asked Mike to make her cum. As she came, she pushed the dildo out of her vagina making herself completely disconnected from Claire, who again had just cum loudly.

Mike grabbed the toy to pull and push it into Claires wet opening. He went to lick Claire and could taste Candy all over her. Mike hadn’t cum yet, and Candy knew this. She knelt up and whispered in his ear “Will you cum inside Claire?” “Ok. Yeah” he replied. Mike took the toy from Claire and handed it to Candy who cleaned it with her tongue as both Mike and Claire watched. Claire wanted to take Mike doggy style; she got onto her knees “Fuck me with that hard cock!” Mike moved in and teased her slit before sliding his cock inside Claire. He pumped long and deep strokes, making her feel full, stretching her vaginal walls with the tip of his cock as he thrust in and out again. Candy whispered into Mikes ear again. Moved away and brought the lube over. While Mike was fucking Claire’s pussy, Candy lubed up Claires ass and played with it, with her fingers and the double ended dildo, teasing her hole as Mike continued fucking her before sliding the fake cock into her ass. “Fuck! Oh my god! Yes! That feels so good! Fuck me, both of you fuck me!” “Oh, you like being fucked with two cock, do you?” Asked Candy “This is the first time ooh! ah! Erm! Yeah, fuck yes! God! I’m cumming” she said. “Mike how far off are you?” asked Candy while they were still fucking both of Claires holes. “I’m nearly there… I’m about to cum..” he announced. “Pull out when you do. fill her asshole when you shoot your cum – cum in her ass for me!” she then whispered to Mike, but don’t slide in, shoot from the outside!” Mike knew exactly what Candy wanted… she was going to make Claire gape, and Mike was going to shoot ‘at’ her hole giving her all his cum.

“I’m cumming!” Mike said. He pulled out of Claire and hovered over her ass. Candy sucked his cock until she felt the familiar sensation when he was about to cum. Placing her face above Claires hole Mike had both Candy’s face and Claires ass as targets to hit with his cum. Mike sot his cum, which Candy managed to catch some in her mouth, the rest dribbled and ran into Claires hole, Candy then hovered over Claires ass, and dribbled the cum from her mouth into her opening. This was making Mike pump more cum which was hitting Candy in the face, neither of them were bothered, and Claire couldn’t move.

Candy gave Claire a kiss and pushed a little of Mikes cum into her mouth. Claire lapped it up while kissing her back. Claire fell flat on the bed, face down. Her ass in the air with bubbles of cum around her opening.

Candy grabbed Mikes hand, walked back into their room and closed the adjoining doors before locking them.

Candy and Mike took a shower before they were to get into bed. “Shit… I’ve left the double ender in Claires room.” Said Mike. Candy turned around and showed her ass to Mike…. She had it in her ass while Mike was filling her face and Claires ass with his cum.

She removed the dildo and washed it before going in the shower.

After drying each other off and watching one another, they got into bed and fell asleep.

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By *ikeEx OP   Man 21 weeks ago

Near Alfreton, Derbyshire

Book2 – Chapter8 Christmas with Matthew and Lydia

This weekend is when Mike and Candy meet up with Matthew and Lydia.

It’s been a difficult final week of the year for Mike, and Candy has been busy since her works’ Christmas party covering for people and reviewing things for the new year.

Matthew and Lydia had invited them for dinner and a few drinks with some of Lydia’s Clinic staff and plus-ones’

Every time Mike and Candy are in the Northamptonshire area, they always end up at The Bull in Olney, However, on this occasion, it wasn’t the case; this time they were staying at the Whittlebury Park which was closer to Silverstone in Towcester than Olney. Lydia and Matthew always end up getting a couple of tables at the Silverstone Function suite for their Christmas parties.

Everyone who was attending from Lydia’s place of work had a room at the Whittlebury Park, and transfers had ben arranged by a local bus company.

Candy started to get her things ready for the weekend but decided to check if her dress needed drycleaning again. “No!!! No no no no no!!” Candy was devastated she was in tears.

The seam on the dress has come undone, and she had been so careful with the dress, she got in contact with the shop who she bought it from. “Sorry madam, but you have had the dress for a couple of days over our exchange terms of 14 days, I’m afraid there’s nothing we can do about an exchange.” Candy remembered she had paid using her credit card. “That’s perfectly ok, do you have one in stock” giving the size and label details. “The lady came back to the phone, yes, we have two of those in stock.” “Great, I’m just going to contact the credit card company, because I paid for the dress on my credit card, can I bring this one back to you today and take the replacement?” the woman fell silent on the phone after realising Candy wasn’t going to be paying for a new dress. “Yes, please do” and hung the phone up.

Candy made sure everything else was ok for the weekend before heading over to Nottingham with the dress. Luckily, Candy is one of those people who saves every receipt, and she put her hand to it very quickly.

She contacted the credit card company before leaving explaining the situation, the card company agreed to cover the cost of the replacement and would carry out a chargeback if she was charged again, however; she was to ask for some form of receipt acknowledging they had taken the garment from her.

Candy made sure she had her make-up, and everything organised before she headed out to Nottingham. She made a phone call to a hairdressers near to the dress shop to make an appointment to get her hair sorted for the weekend.

She loaded the dress into the car, keeping it in the original bag she was given when she bought it.

Walking into the shop it was obvious the woman who she spoke to was the one who ‘greeted’ her.

“Oh Hello, I believe you have brought a dress back which is damaged.” Candy felt like this woman was trying to blame her for the damage to the dress, but it was clear that the stitching had come undone from the end of a seem and was working its way further along.

“Yes, I have brought a dress back which appears to be coming unfastened at the seam. I have my receipt and can show you exactly where it is. I don’t wand a refund, I want an exchange please.”

The Woman dealing with Candy seemed to change her attitude. “Oh, you want an exchange, I’m sorry, I misunderstood, I believed you wanted a refund.” Candy was getting a little annoyed. “No, I never asked for a refund, it is why I asked if you have a replacement in stock.”

The woman sent a co-worker to get another garment while she inspected the seam. The replacement dress was brought out and handed to Candy. “Forgive me, but I want to look at the seams, to make sure it doesn’t happen again.” As she inspected the dress, she looked at the seam, and noticed the same seam didn’t look like it was tied off and ended correctly.

The Woman snatched the dress from Candy and looked at it. “Oh my god, you are right.” She asked for every dress of the same style to be brought to her “Start with this lady’s size dresses please.” The staff all went into the stock room to bring out arms full of dresses. They were all placed on the counter and inspected by the Woman, who eventually was introduced as the area manager.

Out of all the dresses, only one of them appeared to be finished correctly. And luckily for Candy, it was her size.

The Area manager was apologetic to Candy for her demeanour and offered her a partial refund.

Candy thanked the woman and the staff as Candy headed out of the shop to her hair appointment.

---- The day of Travel to Northampton ----

“Mike, are you ready to go?” “I need about 15mins” He replied.

“Ok, that’s not a problem. I’ve just finished packing, but not taking anything from the armoury, Matthew and Lydia aren’t friends we play with, but friends who are genuine friends. Have you thought anymore about the job with Matthew?”

“Yes, been thinking about it quite a lot of late. It looks too good to be true to be honest. I wish the contract was 10 or 15 years, because If I need to find a job after the first 5 years is over, I will struggle due to what my age will be.” “Why not talk to John, see what he can do?” “Hmmm, that’s a valid point. Maybe I will, I will call him while driving to Northamptonshire.

The car was packed and the Satnav set.

They were to drive to the hotel and a shuttle would take them to the venue. Shuttles left 15mins apart from each other, allowing people to arrive later is required. Mike and Candy ‘should’ be able to catch the first shuttle.

Candy drove as Mike called John, other than discussing the weekly list of politics and propaganda Mike asked John if there would be any contract extension or if the contract could be setup for 10 years plus a five-year extension. After ending the call, Mike told Candy “Looks like I will be ok. Matthew will have some good news before we meet up with him.”

Mike rolled the passenger seat, put in his ear-plugs so Candy could have her music playing in the car, and fell to sleep.

After 20 Minutes, Mike woke up, still on the M1 and heading south. “Do you want me to drive babe?” he asked, “Let me do another half hour and you can take over.” “Ok sounds fair.” And he nodded back off again.

Candy pulled into the Service Area off Junction 15a. Mike woke up realising she had stopped. “Oh… sorry… are with changing over now?” he asked. “Yes, but we are quite ahead of schedule.”

“Let’s go and grab a coffee before we setoff again.” This time, he realised where he was, and realised they were no more than 30mins away from where they needed to be.

After grabbing a coffee, Mike took the drivers seat and let Candy have 30mins or so sleep as a passenger.

They parked at the hotel. Candy stirred a little before she woke up. They were only 20 Minutes from the Services. They got their case, and their Suit and Dress Bags, and headed to get checked in at reception.

Mike told Candy “It’s been about 14 years since I was here with work, and nothing has changed!” They got to their room, looked at the clock; Candy could have another 45 mins sleeping before she had to get a shower and ready to leave for the shuttle. They had no idea why they were so tired, but Mike laid on the bed next to Candy, set his alarm for 45-Minutes time and nodded off.

Mikes alarm rang, waking them both up. Candy headed to the Bathroom to start getting ready. “Mike, I’ve left my toiletries bag in the car, could you go and get it for me please?” “Haven’t you put it in the case? You usually do!” “Not this time, I needed to put something in there after the case was already packed. “Pfffft, ok... back in a few minutes.”

Candy used the bathroom while Mike was out and had just stepped into the shower as he walked back into the room. “Here you go!” as he noticed Candy had left “The Aftermath” in the bathroom before she jumped into the shower.

Mike got his stuff ready and waited for Candy in the shower. “Are you coming in with me?” a voice from the bathroom called. “Yeah, OK. Let me get naked.”

Mike stripped off and Joined Candy in the shower, they both showered and lathered each other, washing everywhere on themselves and genuinely enjoying the non-sexual aspect to showering. It didn’t stop Mike getting a raging hard-on though. If Candy suggested fucking, he would have need ready for action.

The water was turned off, they grabbed towels and got ready for the evening.

Mike had another 30minutes before he had to put his suit on, but Candy needed to start her hair and makeup. She learned to put her boots on before her dress but was still annoyed that the previous one had come undone.

Candy’s make-up was done, her hair looked amazing, and she started to put on her dress as Mike got his lazy ass off the bed and started to get dressed. “Can you zip me up please?” she asked.

Mike pulled the zip. Candy was beautifully dressed and ready to go.

Mike finished putting his suit on, and they were both ready.

They grabbed their room keys and phones, before heading out to the shuttle. There were a few couples waiting for the shuttle which was due in 5-minutes. “I wonder where Matthew and Lydia are?” Candy quizzed. “Won’t be too much longer I guess.” Mike was right, Lydia and Matthew appeared from around the corner and headed to the bus queue.

“Evening!” Said Matthew in an overly happy tone. “Hi Guys!” Replied Mike and Candy, almost in unison. “Mike, have I got some news for you!”

“Really – Oh... let’s chat at dinner!” ‘Oh, I wonder what it could be?’ he sarcastically thought to himself.

The bus came and the headed to the venue.

In the middle of the venue was a stage, everyone headed to their tables as drinks orders were placed when the tickets were ordered.

On the stage were acrobats, fire-eaters, Jugglers and to end the night live music from an old well-known band, who hadn’t been popular for the last 10 to 15years.

Matthew explained to Mike that the contract had been extended to 10 years with a possible extension of 5, on the proviso that Mike worked in Partnership with Matthew. Mike already knew if he was going to accept the role “Matthew, I will hand my notice in at the beginning of the new year, and let you know when my start date will be!”

“Wow. Well... let’s have another drink to Celebrate. Lydia and Candy heard that I had accepted a partnership position with Matthews new company. But what Mike didn’t expect was Matthews next announcement. “Ladies and Gentlemen, you are now looking at the directors and owners of MikeMatt Consultancy.” “Sorry Mike, I was kind of hoping for a better name, but my surname and yours doesn’t jump out to anybody, and besides. It’s because of you that we can celebrate a 10yr partnership!”

Candy Kissed Mike and Hugged Lydia. “It’s about time guys!” Candy said as Lydia nodded and applauded them.

Everyone stood up and had a four-way hug!

“Merry Christmas Guys!”

After dinner, Mike and Matthew sat talking while Candy and Lydia ended up being “The wives” yet it was Lydia’s company which paid for Matthew, Mike and Candy to be there, yet Lydia was the one feeling a little out of place.

Candy realised this and had a quiet word with Mike, “I think Lydia feels a little pushed out. Can we rearrange this discussion and enjoy the evening please?” “Ah, Yes, of course.” He replied

“Matthew, I’m going to go on tour and see what’s happening around the venue. back shortly. Candy, would you like to join me?” Mike said.

Candy and Mike walked around, chatting to themselves, Candy feeling proud that Mike had landed a 10yr contract with a 6-figure salary! As they were walking around, because this was a shared function suite, there were people from many different companies. Some looked smart and well-dressed. Others seemed to be from the local amenity section of the council in Jeans and Tee Shirts.

As Mike and Candy walked around, a conversation pricked up their ears. Candy told mike to Shush… and flicked her ear as to say “listen”

“This party’s not as good as last year is it, Jill?” said a booming voice.

Jill was quite a pretty woman, and it was safe to say she was married to the guy with the booming voice.

“Really, what happened Last-Year?” said another voice from the same table. “Apparently, I got fucked by 3 guys before my husband had a go at me before he fucked this post grad student! – or so he says, but I have a very different recollection of it!” Said the woman assumed to be Jill

“Eh? What? Erm... sorry???” Said another voice.

“The guy with the booming voice replied. Let me tell you exactly what happened.”

“Oh god, here he goes, I’m such a slut apparently!” she said with despair in her voice.

“Listen, let me tell you what happened!” and the guy addressed the whole table as though he was sat around a camp-fire talking to a bunch of perverts.

My wife Jillian and I were invited to her Office Christmas Party. In the weeks leading up to the party she was getting very excited and deciding on her outfit. It was a themed party so there was limited choice, but she looked at all sorts of outfits knowing that all of her female colleagues would be in competition.

Jill had worn a red dress which ended about three inches above her knee, so keeping her stocking tops covered was going to be difficult. She has great legs which just looked even better as she slipped on her high heels. I felt my cock twitch in my pants. She looked so cute and noticed the bulge in my trousers. Right let’s give you some relief before we leave. I can’t have my husband turning up at the party with an obvious stiff cock.

She just looked so horny rubbing her lipstick all over my cockhead. I looked down at her sexy short skirt, she quickly pulled her top down and released her tits to avoid getting soaked.

The sight of her lovely tits bouncing as she sucked meant I just couldn't hold on any longer.

We soon arrived at the party. There were two kinds of drinks available, a spiked punch about 20 proof and The Punch at about 70 proof. They were different colours so people could tell them apart. Jill is a lightweight drinker as am I, so we stuck to the 20 proof. After a couple of those we were feeling no pain and quite enjoying ourselves. Jill was into the dancing, and I couldn’t keep up with her, so she had danced a couple of dances with several of the unattached guys. I stood at the side as some of her colleagues lined up for pictures. I joined the guys taking pictures, great wanking material.

I particularly liked the look of the office junior, Sharon who had left school recently and her first job was with the company. She was a lovely girl and had great legs. I imagined being able to get between her thighs and give her an early Christmas gift.

When my wife gets a little d*unk, she becomes quite a flirt. She had three or four guys drooling all over her. She finally wore out and came to sit by me for a rest. She was slightly flushed and breathing unevenly. As we talked one of the guys, she was dancing with brought her another drink. I saw that it was the 70 proof. She accepted it and took a long drink before I could say anything. Then I noticed that the guys who brought it to her was still there. I glanced at him and noticed that he was looking at my wife’s legs. I looked at her legs and saw that her dress had ridden up. Just as I looked, she uncrossed her legs and shifted forward to thank him.

I saw his eyes widen and knew that he was looking at my wife’s barely covered pussy. I quickly glanced around the room and noticed several other guys enjoying the view as well. When the guy had gone, I leaned over and told Jill what was happening. She turned red and quickly covered up. I noticed that her nipples wear so hard that they were poking right through her bra and dress. She drank the rest of the 70 proof then excused herself to use the restroom. Several guys watched her cross the room on unsteady legs.

When Jill appeared out of the bathroom, she looked better and had a flirtatious look in her eye. She saw me and smiled. I knew that our sex this night would be great. Halfway across the room she was stopped by one of the guys. I saw him indicate the dance area as she looked at me. I nodded and she went to dance with him. For the next thirty minutes I watched as she danced with three different guys, flirting outrageously with each of them. They were taking every opportunity to feel as may parts of her body as possible. Their success was amazing. She either wanted them to explore her body or was too d*unk to care. When I saw her stumble and two of the guys catch her. I knew that she was smashed. The guy behind her took the opportunity the fall presented and slide his hand up her dress from behind.

She was leaning forward on the other guy as the one behind was caressing her ass. His hand moved forward, and I saw my wife stiffen. The guy moved his hand back and forth. I knew that he was finger fucking my wife right there. Her face relaxed and her ass moved with him a little bit and then she realized what was happening and stood up. She smiled at them and moved over to sit by me.

I asked her if she wanted to lay down for a while. She nodded and I went to find the host. He told me to use the bedroom at the end of the hall. After taking off her shoes I laid her on the bed. She smiled and curled up in a ball. After about thirty minutes I needed to use the restroom. As I exited the bathroom, I noticed that the door to the bedroom was open about four inches. I knew that I had closed it when I left. When I looked in, I could see that Jill was still lying on the bed and that her dress was halfway over her ass. Her panty covered ass was pointing right at the door. Going in I sat on the bed and looked at her. She stirred as I ran my hands over her ass and between her legs. As I touched her pussy she moaned and pushed herself against my hand. Sliding her panties to one side exposing her pussy to me, I slid a finger into her. She was very wet. I wondered why. When my finger was all the way in, she moaned

“I told you to let me rest a little longer.”

“What? So that’s why the door was open, someone else has been in here.” I thought.

“Oh,” it dawned on me that was why her dress was up someone had been doing what I was going. My cock was instantly hard at the thought of my wife being felt up by another man.

I went back to the party with the image of some guy sitting on the bed with his fingers in my wife’s pussy. I could hear her moan as he moved them in and out. Looking over the guests I remembered the two guys who had caught her. They were standing together whispering to each other.

Watching the people at the party I noticed that most of them were smashed. The dancing was much slower than before and there was some groping going on. Deciding to explore a little and I wandered around the house.

As I passed the garage door I heard the unmistakable sounds of sex. Sneaking out the kitchen door I walked over to the window looking into the garage. The hostess of the party was sitting on the hood of their BMW with some guy between her legs. His pants were on the floor, and he was obviously fucking her.

She had her legs on his shoulders as he pumped his cock into her. As I watched them my cock jumped back to life. They went at it for about five more minutes before he stiffened and shot his load into her. She milking his cock dry with her orgasm as she came with him. I snuck back into the kitchen and was just walking back to the party when the host came up to me and asked how my wife was doing. I told him that she was still resting. He told me that several of the guest were too d*unk to drive and wanted to know if I would help him drive them home. I told him OK and turned to look in on the party. As I did, I noticed that one of my wife’s dance partners was listening to the host and I talk. Host told me that he would gather up the d*unks and meet me by the door. I waited by the door for a few minutes after which I decided to check on my wife before I left. The door was still closed, and she was lying the way I left her when I came in. I checked her and found that she was sleeping. Deciding not to wake her I when into the bathroom adjoining the bedroom. With the light coming from the door and the open window I could see around the room very well, but the bathroom was very dark. I was just zipping up when I heard voices in the room.

I listened as they talked.

“Are you sure her husband is gone?”

“Yeah, he went with Bill. They will be gone at least forty-five minutes.”

“Cool, let’s see how far she’ll go.”

“Ok. You think she’ll go all the way?”

“Don’t know, but let’s find out.”

“After you.”

I heard the door close, and the lock snick closed.

Oh shit,” I thought, “what am I going to do now?”

I just stood there not knowing as my cock began to swell. They sat on either side of her

“Hi sexy, were back.”

“Were back?” I thought. One of them began to rub her back and shoulders. I heard my wife say, “mmm that feels good.”

He pushed her over on her belly and began to give her a nice back massage. The other guy started on her legs, running his hands up and down them without getting too far past her knee. They were telling her how sexy she was and what a nice body she had as they rubbed her. The one doing her legs, pulled them apart and sat on the bed between them. He pulled her toward him about a foot. Her dress slid up and over her ass as he moved her. I thought that she would stop them any minute now but instead she just laid there and let them work on her body. Moving his hands up her legs the guy started working on her upper thighs while the guy working on her back pulled her dress higher exposing her whole ass and the small of her back. He began to unzip her dress,

Well….. My wife’s body twitched and I noticed that the guy between her legs was rubbing her panty covered pussy. She told him no but her body was saying yes. His hand slid under her panties and he began to stroke her. With his legs straddling one of her’s, I had a good view of his hand playing with my wife’s pussy. I knew I should put a stop to this but I could not make my legs move or my mouth make words. My wife’s hips started moving with his hand and she was moaning how good it felt.

“They are going to make her cum.” I thought.

Sure enough a few minutes later she stiffen and moaned into the pillow as she came.

“Lift your hips beautiful.” one said as he began to slide her panties off.

And you know something?? she did too.

“Oh God, here we go again, this never happened, he tells this story every Christmas!” Jill declared.

“Slide that pillow under her so I can get at her pussy” one said as the other did what he was told.

Pulling her legs apart he began to kiss her inner thigh and up to her pussy. He ate her for about five minutes before putting several fingers in her pussy and stroking them in and out. She was cumming several seconds after. I heard a zipper and saw the other guys drop his pants and underwear to the floor and step out of them. His hard cock bobbed as he stepped out of his shoes.

“My turn.” he said.

He got between her legs and began to massage her shoulders. He leaned over and nibbled on her neck as he rubbed his hard cock on her naked ass. Jill’s hips twitched up as his cock contacted her as he turned to his buddy with a knowing grin. Sliding his hands down her back he grabbed her hips and pulled them toward him. My wife’s legs opened wider, and her pussy tilted up as she slid the few inches back. He leaned back and I could see that his cock was perfectly lined up with her pussy. I had a perfect viewing angle on the bed and watched as he began to rub her pussy with his hand. Her head was turned toward me, and I could see that she was in a sort of sexual daze.

Her eyes opened wide, and she said, “the door”.

“Don’t worry we locked it” they told her.

The guy had three fingers in her and was stroking her clit with his thumb.

“Oh!” she said as her hips humped his invading hand.

“Fuck her.” the other guy said.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” he asked my wife.

She was on the verge of another orgasm and could only nod.

“Ok,” he said removing his fingers, “Open up for me.”

Anyway…. my wife moved her legs father apart and ached her pussy up and open for him. As the head of his cock touched the lips of her pussy my mind was screaming,

“No, no, no” but my cock was screaming, “yes, yes, yes.”

His hips flexed forward, and he drove his cock all the way into her.

“Yessss!” my wife moaned as he began to pump deep into her.

Do you know something?... I could hear his hips slapping her ass with each stroke. That noise was accompanied by her moans and his grunts of pleasure. The other guy had taken his clothes off and was watching them as he slowly stroked his own hard cock. The guy inside her pulled her to her knees and pushed her head down as he began to fuck her with long hard strokes. Jill was meeting him thrust for thrust. She began to stiffen, and her eyes opened wide. The guy’s strokes were getting quicker and more insistent. I imagined his cock inside her beginning to swell as his orgasm approached. My wife’s let out a loud groan as she came. Her pussy contracting around his swollen organ. His hips shot forward, and his ass clenched as he buried himself deeply inside her. His hips twitched with each ejaculation as he shot his cum deep into my wife’s clutching pussy. She grunted with each twitch.

“I love his imagination, but it never makes me look good at all” Jill kept finding a gap to interrupt her husband from telling his dirty story.

Carrying on thank you Jillian.

After he had emptied himself inside her, he let go of her hips and she collapsed forward. He helped the other guy roll her over and sit her up as they pulled her dress and bra off. She laid back as the other guy moved between her legs. Seeing his hard cock, she smiled and spread her legs for him. He lifted them to his shoulders and positioned his cock at her opening. His cock was a little bigger than his friends who was about seven inches, but he was a lot thicker. His cock was thicker in the middle, slightly smaller in diameter than my wife’s wrist. He slipped the head into her and then pumped about two to three inches in and out of her. Never pushing past the widest part of his cock. Jill grabbed his head and pulled him down on top of her wrapping her legs around the small of his back. She grabbed his hips and pulled him completely into her with a loud moan. He spread his legs for leverage and began to pump his fat cock in and out. I could see his cock firmly embedded in her pussy as he fucked her. With each stroke his cock would come halfway out, stretching her lips wide apart as the fat part came into view. Then her pussy would swallow him as he thrust back in. They were both moaning and groaning as their joined bodies strained into each other. After about ten minutes of hard fucking, they were both close to the edge. He was shaking with the strain of prolonging their union as long as possible. She had grabbed her legs behind her knees and pulled her legs wide apart.

With each thrust in she would rock back, rolling her pussy up to meet his plunging cock. His body tensed up and he began to thrust uncontrollably into her. Rising in his hands, he drove himself deep into her again and again. She wrapped her legs around him and used her heals to lever her pussy onto his cock. I watched as her hands grabbed the bed spread squeezing it with anticipation. Then wham she was there, her pussy massaging his cock as her hips undulated beneath him. That was more than he could stand. Driving his cock in as deep as he could he unloaded in her. His balls jerked up and his hips twitched in with each burst. They stayed locked together for several moments. When he finally pulled himself out of her and stood up, I could see her pussy was stretched wide open. She just laid there as they dressed and thanked her.

After they left, I just stood there in shock thinking about what I had just seen. I was about to go take my turn when she got up and headed for the bathroom. I quickly hid in the closet; I don’t know why either. She used the toilet, then used one of the towels to clean herself up. I expect her to be walking funny or something after having been fucked twice but she was humming and acting like nothing had just happened. She did have a self-satisfied look on her face. I had just stepped out of my pants and underwear when, we heard the door to the bedroom open and she turned toward the door to see who it was.

“Sigh!” Was all Jill could add to the story.

“Hi” she said with a smile.

“Hi” I heard a male voice answer her.

“So, they were telling me the truth” her third dancing partner said as he came into the bathroom. About what?” My wife asked.

He just smiled and took her in his arms. As they kissed, he manoeuvred her against the vanity while stroking her clit and pussy. He lifted her up and set her on the vanity. He resumed kissing and fingering her as he worked his pants down releasing his hardening cock. Moving his lips down to suck her nipples she leaned back with a sigh.

But… I could have sworn; she was looking right at me as he placed his now rock-hard cock at the entrance to her pussy. Her eyes rolled up in pleasure and her mouth formed an oh as he pushed himself into her. Holding her legs in the crook of his arms, he began to steadily fuck her. She began to talk to him.

“Oh yes that’s it fuck me with your big cock, come on drive it in, yeah that’s it do it, you feel so good, come on fuck me.”

He really began to slam into her. Pushing her legs wide apart and driving deep.

“Yeah, that’s it, oh yeah, do it, don’t hold back fuck me, yessssss!” she said as he drove his cock in deep and came.

He kissed her as his cock slid out, then pulled his pants up and left.

My wife slipped to the floor and wiped herself again. Then grabbing the vanity stool, she move it over in front of the closet door. Turning around and bending over on the stool she pushed her naked rear end into the closet.

“Ok sweetie, your turn.” she announced.

I froze thinking “what? She knew I was watching.”

She giggled and said, “come on, I know you must be hard and ready, stick it in.”

So…. I did. She was very warm and loose but in my condition I didn’t care. After about five minutes of furious fucking, I added my deposit in her box and withdrew.

“Well how did you like my show?” my wife asked me as we drove home.

“It was incredible. I was stunned by the whole thing. What made you do it?” I replied.

“The idea struck me when I was dancing with those guys. I was pretty d*unk, and their hands were all over me. Then one of them asked if I wanted to see the rest of the house. He had that look in his eye which said, that’s not all I’ll show you. I saw you watching me and knew that you were turned on then I remembered that you always tell me that you would like to see me with another man. I almost went with him but decided to wait for a better opportunity.

Then I went over and sat by you and the guy brought me that strong drink. I knew that they were trying to get me d*unk and decided to go along and see what would happen. Right after you put me to bed two of them came in and began to fondle me. But they were too nervous and left after about five minutes of finger fucking me. I must have dozed off because the next thing I knew you were back in the room, and I thought that you were going to take care of me. Then you went into the bathroom and those two guys came in.

When I heard what they said I knew I was going to let them fuck me. It was very exciting knowing that you were watching and knowing that I could let myself go without worry. If they did something that I did not want them too I knew you would stop them. By the time the first guy put his thing in me, I was so wet and ready I came almost immediately. That third guy was a bonus. He just took me, and I loved it.”

You want to do it again?” I asked.

“Maybe” was all she would say.

When we got home, I took her to bed, and we made love while we were having sex. When she had fallen asleep, I quickly put my Santa suit back on and went back to the Christmas party looking for Sharon. I found her, she had obviously had a few drinks and was now very chatty.

I told her she really looked fantastic and was easily the most attractive woman in the room. She asked me to take off my silly suit so we could pose together for her to boast to her friends that a more mature guy had found her attractive. Her sexy CFM heels just made her the right height for fucking. I could feel my cock growing. I remembered what a great time my wife had during the party now it was my turn. I quickly put my Santa suit on and led Sharon into a quieter room. Nobody really noticed as most had gone home and the rest were too d*unk.

Now Sharon it is your turn now to pose for me. There were some discarded outfits in the room, probably the owners were somewhere getting fucked, so she had quite a few choices.

What do you think of this one she asked. My cock twitched in response I just smiled. I just need one by the tree now Sharon, after all it is nearly Christmas.

That little pussy looked very tight, but she seemed to have lost her inhibitions now and was posing happily. Now Sharon i am going to continue your education now as I am going to pretend to be the postman, and I am going deliver a Christmas gift to you.

As you now baby if there is nobody home, they will try the back door next. Sharon was quite shocked and did make some noise but there was nobody around to hear her panting like a dog. Another image for my wanking collection. I am giving you a Christmas ride baby, just like the fairground, I told her as I bounced her on my cock.

Now Sharon I just need to try the front door so I can deliver the load. Stand up now on those sexy high heels and lean over the desk, you have been a bit naughty this year so Santa will need to punish you while he makes your delivery.

Now baby lie flat on your back next to the lovely Christmas tree and open the door really wide. I just need one more picture so I can use it to send to all the guys at work to show them what I did during the Christmas holiday.

And ‘THAT’S What happened last year!’

“Thanks, Dick-head” said Jill, My Recollection is completely different.

“Oh Go-On, Pray Tell!” Said one of the partners at the table.

“I went to the bathroom, saw my husband leaning against a table talking to someone else from work, and I squeezed his bum.”

“That’s not too bad!” said the other voice.

“Well... it wouldn’t have been if it wasn’t my company director. I was mortified. he was wearing virtually the same thing as ‘him’!” and pointed to her husband.

The Table Laughed, but the Story her husband had shared sounded too detailed to be fake.

Mike and Candy continued walking around the venue. Candy was feeling exceptionally turned on listening to the story from the table.

“Mi ike…” she started to beg.. “Babe???” “Will you fuck me tonight?”

“Of Course I will!” he replied.

They headed back to the table as the night was drawing to a close.

Everyone on Lydia’s table went to get onto a shuttle bus before heading to their rooms for the night. 

Book2 - Chapter9 - The UK Xmas Party

It was about two weeks before Christmas and Mike's U.K. Branch company party was going to be in a week.

Mike was sitting at his desk when his Teams Chat started to ring. It was the Personal Assistant to the U.K. Branch CEO of the company he currently worked for.

She told Mike that he was to Call his office right away. Being asked to call any CEO by their P.A. is a lot like being stopped by a Policeman in the street.

Your first thought is if you are in trouble. Mike could not think of anything he had done wrong and had been as busy as hell this year on his customer accounts. Had Dan told him that Mike was looking at leaving the company? Mike prepared to make the video call to the CEO.

When Mike called back, the call bounced to his secretary as he was on another call. "Sorry, he's just taken another call, please hold!" within seconds of being put on hold Mike was passed straight though to him. Mike was greeted on video with a beaming smile. He did not look or sound angry, so Mike relaxed a little.

“Mike, first let me tell you that you are doing a good job. I see you are coming to the UK Christmas party, but you haven't booked places for your kids this year, So I assume they won't be at the party?”

Was his opening line to Mike.

“I have a favour to ask. Most of the employees who are married with families, will be bringing their families to the party.

I know that you are a parent and have a sexy wife, but I also understand you are up for a little fun and a good laugh.

I wanted to ask if you would be willing to be Santa at the party and your beautiful wife would be Santa's Sexy helping Elf.

It would only be for an hour or so, so the kids can sit on your lap and tell you that they have been good and what gifts they would like. We will rent a costume for you. Will you two, do it?”

It actually sounded like it could be fun but even if Mike and candy had not liked the idea it would have been suicide to turn down the CEO’s request so Mike said, "Sure, we would love to". Candy and Mike has spoken about getting dressed up for Christmas exactly like this, but never managed to do it.

A couple days before the party, The CEO's Secretary sent Mike and Candy to get their costumes and be sure they were the right fit.

They were exactly as you would expect. Red pants, a red jacket trimmed in white fur, a red Santa hat and a big white beard for Mike, and a Short Green dress cut on the bottom hem, shaped to fit snugly at her waist and emphasise her beautiful cleavage, a pair of tights came with the outfit, and green thigh-high boots were also included in the hire. They gave Mike belly padding as his dadbod was too trim to be a Santa bod.

Mike and Candy tried on everything. As they stood in front of the mirror Mike let out a big deep Ho, Ho, Ho. and Candy laughed.

Candy was really the sexy elf she and Mike had discussed for a couple of years.

Santa was going to be introduced near the start of the party because everyone knew that many of the families with little kids would not be staying very long. They had set up a big chair and decorated around it. There was a bag of small gifts for Candy to pass to Santa for him to hand to each recipient. Then the sexy helping elf would take photos and write down what the kids asked for and give that info to the parents.

Mike didn’t count the number of kids but there were quite a few and they aged from about three to around eleven or twelve. Mike, Candy and the kids had fun with the Santa visit.

Finally, the last kid had sat on Mikes lap, and he was about to go change back into his regular clothes when Samantha from the accounting department came over. Candy and Samantha whispered to each other, and Candy led her to Mike to be planted on his knee.

Mike knew Samantha but not to talk to. He just saw her around the office when he had reason to go there. She was probably around Thirty, short, slim and small breasted. She looked like she had some Asian blood somewhere back in her family tree. She is a really cute little thing. Candy noticed how pretty Samantha was and winked at Mike in an approving kind of way.

Samantha leaned in and in a very soft sexy voice spoke in Mike's ear. “Santa, I must admit that I have been naughty a few times this year. If you want to go someplace with your sexy elf and with me, I will show you just how good I can be. But you must leave your Santa suit on.” Then she kissed his cheek.

Mike couldn’t pass up an offer like that, and it was obvious Candy knew what Samantha was going to ask for. As Mike and Samantha stood up, Mike said, “Ho, Ho, Ho, let’s go.” Samantha followed Mike and Candy as they went out to Mike's car. Before they were out of the car park, she had her head on Candy's shoulder and her hand between Candy's legs rubbing at her.

“I’m really looking forward to opening your Christmas package, Santa.”

They arrived at the hotel where Mike and Candy were staying for the evening and went into the room. Mike held both of their hands and bent down to kiss them both through the fake Santa beard. “Oh Santa, your beard tickles.” Samantha and Candy dropped to their knees in front of Mike. “The one thing we do not need is this pair of Santa trousers.” Candy unbuckled the belt and pulled the Trousers and Mike's boxer's down. Mike stepped out of them.

Samantha held Mikes balls in one hand while Candy planted a little kiss on the tip of his rapidly hardening cock. Then Samantha put her other hand around Mike's shaft and her lips over the head. Candy stood back up to start kissing Mike fully on his lips. Mike knew his cock had to be wet with pre-cum, but Samantha did not wipe it off first. She tickled the tip with her tongue and then took her hand off Santa's North Pole and slid her lips down over his now hard rod, taking most of his nine-and-a-half inches into her mouth.

She bobbed her head up and down on his Cock while gently squeezing Santa's sack full of nuts till she had Him ready to explode. Candy left Samantha to deal with the Christmas present Santa was about to give. Mike warned them both that she was about to make me cum. Samantha paused for minute to ask if Mike could go twice. When Candy said yes, Samantha's lips quickly slipped back over Santa's Pole.

Sucking hard she rapidly took him deeply into her mouth repeatedly. Mike and Candy could see her cheeks pulling in from the sucking. Candy was getting wet watching as Samantha was showing Santa her appreciation for her Christmas present, she was going to receive.

Mike closed his eyes, rested one of his hand on her head and moaned loudly as he sprayed several shots of cum into her mouth. After nothing more would come out, she pulled off, Candy knelt next to Samantha and they shared a kiss, swapping cum from mouth to mouth. Both girls looked up at Santa, showing him that they had swallowed every drop.

“Well Santa, I bet I am on both the naughty and the nice list now.” Both Samantha and Candy chuckled.

Both Girls decided to stand up and strip out of their clothes. It was a beautiful sight to see these sexy young ladies standing naked in front of him. Mike noticed that both Samantha's and Candy's nipples were big and hard. Mike started to strip off his costume, but Samantha told him not to. It was obvious that she was having fun playing out her Santa fuck fantasy. Mike took her by one hand and Candy took her other hand and led her to the bed.

Samantha jumped up on the bed and laid on her back with her lags spread wide. Candy dove face first to the point where her legs came together and her cleanly shaved pubic beckoned Mike to come snack on her pussy too. It wasn’t Santa’s milk and cookies, it was even better, and this time, Santa didn't mind sharing his snack with his sexy helping elf.

Mike and Candy took it in turn to lick, suck and probe with fervour. It didn’t take long for both Candy and Mike to bring her to a hard climax. She grabbed the sheets. Her head rolled from side to side. Her eyes rolled up into her head and she screamed out; “Yes, yes, Oh Fuck Yes. Do it hard. Fuck me hard now, Santa.” Candy moved out of the way and got a condom from her bag on the side, she opened it and handed it to Mike. He started to roll the condom down his shaft. when the condom had gone passed his foreskin, Candy slid her mouth over his cock pushing the condom down with her lips. Even though Mike's cock was hard again, he was growing as he usually does. Mike wasted no time shoving his shaft balls deep into Samantha's soaking wet toy box. Candy laid next to Samantha and started passionately kissing her and sucking her erect nipples as Mike fucked her. Mike realised Samantha had a damn tight pussy. As he slid inside her, she let out a loud, “Ahhhhh.”

Samantha thrashed around and fucked her pussy up to Mike cock to match his every thrust. She went wild. Candy was rubbing Samantha's clit while she was being fucked. "I want your sexy elf on my face." she said. Candy shuffled over to Samantha and hovered over her face for her pussy to be licked sucked and fuck. Candy was getting more and more turned on and was getting ready to cum, after more than five minutes of hard pounding both girls screamed out. Samantha went limp, Candy collapsing down onto the bed had cum over Samantha's face. Mike had not come yet. He put Samantha's legs tightly together inside of his and he slowly continued pleasuring himself inside her.

With one final shove Mike pushed deeply into her, held still and felt his cock pulse as he emptied its load deep into her. She softly moaned as she felt Mike's warmth inside her. Luckily, he used a condom, because It never even entered anyone's head to ask her if she was on any sort of contraception.

Mike rolled off and laid in-between the girls. Samantha sat up and bent down and sucked Mikes softening cock clean. Both girls cuddled up next to Mike. They all almost fell asleep but finally got up. One more time Mike kissed her as Santa. “Thank you for the wonderful present, Santa.”

Mike and Candy got dressed back into their normal clothes, Samantha got dressed and they drove back to the party. Samantha had her head on Candy's shoulder and her hand resting on her pussy. When Mike pulled into a parking space Samantha kissed them both on the cheek, jumped out of the car and almost skipped back into the building to re-join the party.

Mike sat in the car, looked at Candy, and for several minutes savouring what had just happened.

All Candy could do was smile at Mike lovingly!

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Book2 - Chapter10 - NYE in Budapest!

Candy went to Budapest for new year with Mike.

They saved up for a few months to book an Airbnb. Once they booked the accommodation, they saved money to buy new clothes to go out in.

Candy wasn't a dancer, yet she knew she would probably end up having a few drinks and having a dance and a snog while she was there to bring in the new year. They both agreed they could play while they were there, but only in the same room as each other.

Mike and Candy went shopping once per month for party clothes, some were sparkly and some of Candy's outfits were figure hugging sexy dresses.

As the last few days for Christmas Approached at work, Candy and Mike talked about how much they were looking forward to being away for new year. Their plans were to have Christmas at home with parents, and to Fly out of the UK on the 27th of December for 6 nights and fly back home after the festivities.

Mike had only been to Spain for New Year a couple of times, but that wasn't partying... And Candy hadn't been abroad for new year celebrations either. In Addition, neither had been to Budapest, although Mike had a friend who moved there a couple of years earlier and agreed to meetup and celebrate with them.

Christmas was Celebrated with Families and was spread over a couple of days after all the office and friends’ parties had finished.

Candy's case was packed, her mum knew she was going to Budapest for new year, and offered to Take Candy and Mike to the airport to 'See them Off'

The Morning of the 27th Came, Candy's Mum knocked on her door just as Candy and Mike were coming out with their cases and hand luggage.

"Have you got everything?" she asked. "Yes, I think so. Too late now if I haven't!" "Don't worry, she has everything, I think there may be a kitchen sink buried in the depths of the clothes too!" responded Mike Sarcastically.

Candy's mum looked at Candy's case and raised an eyebrow, it was huge, probably big enough for both having a fortnight away in the Alps or Pyrenees.

They set-off to the airport.

'Mum' dropped them off at departures and they made their way inside to begin their adventure.

"Have you brought andy Condoms Candy?" Asked Mike, "Yes Plenty!"

They boarded their plane to Budapest and chatted about the things they hoped to do while they brought in the new year.

As the plane landed, they were getting more and more excited.

Going through passport control and getting their bags, Mike told Candy that his friend would be waiting to pick them up from the Airport.

Mike and Candy booked a two bedroomed Airbnb and Mike's friend would also be staying with them.

On their first night, Mike's Friend suggested heading around Budapest to see what nightlife and eateries there were in advance of their big night out.

Candy couldn't help noticing the amount of handsome guys Budapest had to offer, even though she was out with Mike.

Mike's friend showed them around the best places for New Year Celebrations, this consisted of 5 clubs and bars within a short walking distance of each other but would probably need a taxi to get there and back from their home for the week.

They found the best bars, clubs and the best places to eat during the day and evening, saving anyone from cooking.

---- NYE ----

They made sure they had eaten during the day, but left enough of a gap before going out, so they felt comfortable and not bloated or hungry.

Everyone got ready and a Taxi was booked to pick them up in ten minutes.

They headed into the first bar, each door had shots at the doors, welcoming party goers and revellers.

Once in the bars, the music seemed to grab everyone's attention. The bars which they found were heavy rock bars, something which was a favourite genre of Candy and Mike's.

They planned to have around 50-Minutes in each bar before moving onto the next, trying to get to a particular bar for the fifth and final drink of the year.

As they headed out of the fourth bar, they realised how the bass reverberated around them as they were making their way down into the belly of the underground nightclub in Budapest, Candy's throat still burning from the shots handed out at the doors.

Those who had made it to the fifth and final stop on the New Year’s Eve pub crawl were met by a labyrinth of tunnels leading to dancefloors and bars, each one louder than the next. Within seconds the crowd swelled, and Their friends become separated.

Standing on the edge of a dance floor, Candy's silver dress gleaming like a disco ball, she scanned the room, looking for her friends and looking for Mike.

"Are you lost?" a deep Swiss accent spoke into Candy's ear, just audible over the sound of the music. She turned around to find herself looking into the blue eyes of a tall, sexy blonde man. "Wow... erm... I mean, not now!" She replied.

Candy was in full party mode and looked sexy as she appeared to be looking around the club.

"Do you want to dance in the meantime?"

Candy smiled as he took her hand and led her to the middle of the dance floor. They began to move to the music. He leaned in close, his lips just inches from her face.

With his hands on her waist, he pulled her body, her groin, towards his. She tilted her head up and his mouth was suddenly on hers.

As his hands moved from her hips to her bum, she felt him stiffen, a sense of urgency in his lips. He pulled back, eyes filled with desire, roaming all over her body.

"Let's get a drink," he suggested. Moving through the darkened tunnels with a gin in her hand, they made our way to the outer edge of a dancefloor and flopped down onto a sofa, their limbs tangled together.

With her back arched over the arm of the lounge chair, he pulled her knees onto his lap and started kissing down her neck, slipping the material of her dress to the side to reach her bulging cleavage, without a care for who saw.

While the party raged on around them, a sly hand crept up her thigh, finding the lace of her black g-string. He pushed it out the way, and, suddenly, his warm fingers were inside her.

Trying to keep her face straight and moans to a minimum, Candy lay there, caught up in the moment, as he pushed in and out and his thumb circling her clit.

Candy knew it was close to midnight and suddenly, she spotted Mike walking past with champagne but a female clinger-on-er. Crawling out from underneath him, she grabbed Mike by the arm before she lost him again. Candy signalled that he was ok to find a girl to fuck for the night.

Looking at Candy, then to the Swiss he smirked, pointing to the girl a few metres away, waiting for him after getting Candy's approval.

As the clock struck midnight, confetti and balloons rained down over the crowd, and they saw in the new year with their new conquests.

"Let’s go," Mike whispered in Candys ear soon after midnight, pulling her hook up behind her. Outside, the four of them jumped into a taxi, racing home to their studio Airbnb.

Not caring who else was in the room, the Swiss threw Candy down onto the bed.

Laughing, Mike clambered through the semi-darkness to the sofa bed, leading his girl by the hand. Sinking down into the cushions, Candy could just make out her husband was above his conquest for the evening.

Climbing onto the Swiss’ lap, Candy pulled his shirt off over his head, while he fiddled with his belt. Once free, she lifted her dress off over her and slipped out of her bra, baring all in the moonlight as he grabbed her nipples with his mouth.

Rising up, Candy slid down onto him, crying out in pleasure. Shooting a glance at Mike, she could tell things were heating up, her own noises getting louder as the girl Mike brought back moved underneath him, wrapping her legs around his back.

Losing her inhibitions, Candy rode him quicker and quicker, her heart rate surging as his hands grabbed at her waist as Mike was filling the girl just metres to her left.

She was close and so was Candy and with a final friction she came loud and hard, screaming out as the girl joined in, a long moan escaping her.

The Girls collapsed on their male partners, but Candy being a sexual as she was, she wanted more. "My turn with Mike." she said to the girl.

Both guys had filled their condoms, which the girls took off as they started to suck the cock of the man the other one fucked.

they wanted the guys to go again after swapping.

The guys were up to the challenge but needed a few minutes to recover from the fucking they had just been through.

Both guys started kissing the girls. their necks, shoulders, breasts, sucking nipples, working their way down to start devouring their delicious clits and wet folds.

The girls were being eaten by the guys, both guys had at least two fingers in each girl, pumping and pistoning into each of them.

Candy cold hear the girl who was now with her Swiss guy, start to cum, and this made Candy want to Cum really hard. As Candy came, she sprayed a squirt of her juices onto Mike who was licking at her and fingering her pussy.

Both guys were hard again. The Condoms came out again for the Swiss guy and the girl, but not for Candy this time. The girls both got onto their knees to be ridden and fucked doggy style.

The girls were so close to each other, they reached over to kiss one another while they were getting fucked from behind.

Candy loved kissing girls as much as guys, Candy never knew if this girl was straight or Bi-Sexual, but in the heat of the moment, she was enjoying the warmth of another girl on her lips and in her mouth.

After several minutes of pumping their dicks into the girls, both guys wanted to finish in the girls’ mouths.

Candy wanted Mike to finish in her ass. She thought she was wet enough and this time, his cock didn't feel too girthy to worry about (or maybe it was the drink) ... The Swiss guy who was now fucking the girl announced he was about to cum. Mike announced he was getting close. Candy told him to take his cock out of her pussy and slide his cock into her ass.

Mike teased at Candy as she whimpered while he rubbed her clit with his hand. after teasing Candy's hole, she felt her hole get warm and wet, before Mike slid his cock into her. as he slid inside, he grabbed her hips, pulling her slowly onto his shaft.

Candy was moaning loudly, she couldn't hold back, as she was moaning, the girl next to them gave another loud shrill of ecstasy as she came again.

Candy was starting to cum, Mike started to moan as he pounded her ass long, deep and hard.

Candy could hear the grunting and the moans from her Ass assassin, until he stopped pumping. He held her hips and flooded her ass with his cum. she couldn't believe how much cum he was shooting into her ass, especially as he was supposed to have cum a few minutes earlier.

Candy was moaning, her legs starting to shake as her body began to tense up and clamp Mike's cock in her ass.

The Girl who Mike brought in, came hard while the Swiss guy came again. everyone moaning, sweating and cum drenched.

The guys collapsed on the bed. Candy flopped and nearly fainted. The girl also laid in silence.

After a few minutes, Candy got up from the bed and vanished, only to return after the noise of a toilet flushing was heard.

The Swiss guy and the girl got dressed, everybody kissed each other and left the Apartment.

After Mike and Candy showered, they got into bed. the time was now 3am and they didn't want to be 'too' late up the following morning.

Book2 - Chapter 11 - the Quick 3Some

It was a lazy day for Mike and Candy, it was a Saturday and neither of them had any work arranged, so they decided to have a lazy day.

Even though Mike had no work, he decided to play with his Car and wash the truck before heading back into the house to see what Candy was up to.

Mike was starting to get a little horny, and had been reading about some simple Shibhari, he already bought some Specialist Shibhari rope which didn't get used. maybe today was the day to try it out for once.

Candy was laying on their bed, with a book in her hand. “Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet”. A story between two lovers, tragically torn apart by circumstance. She was so engaged in the book; she didn't even notice him walk in. He laid down on the bed beside Candy, his perfect face dotted with stubble next to her breasts. He had short, shaved greying hair, and blue eyes which Candy could get lost in any day. Her Husband, her lover, her Mike. “Are you ready?”, He asked. Candy was so ready. she could feel herself getting wet. Today was the day they would role play making a family together.

“ready”, Candy said, and smiled a teasing smirk.

He turned the lights red and grabbed the ropes. Her throat was closing in anticipation of what was going to happen. He gently took her arms and legs and tied them to the bed. She was so nervous, so excited too because this was the first time getting vulnerable. Soon enough, he was finished tying her up. Mike took the scissors

Slowly and teasingly, he sat on top of her pussy and started to cut her shirt. slowly from bottom to top, he finished after cutting the arms away from her and tossed it to the side to reveal a bra that exposed all her beautiful cleavage. Horny as ever, Candy shook her shoulders to jiggle her breasts. He smiled and cut through her bra, removing the little piece as well. wearing only knickers, he started fondling and kissing her soft, pink nipples. she could feel her chest swelling and getting excited!

After a couple minutes of him kissing her, he sat up and started removing his own clothes. He swiftly pulled up his transparent-white shirt to reveal his upper body. He took her face in his hands and kissed her. He came up for air and started to remove his Trousers.

Candy had enough slack on the ropes to move her hands, she grabbed his dick which was hard, long and Girthy by now. He placed it at her mouth, and she kissed his tip and licked his load.

The taste of precum sent Candy wild, and she inserted his hard bulge into her mouth and proceeded to deep throat him. She sucked and sucked, her tongue getting tired. He came all in her mouth. Candy happily swallowed his load. Then, he looked her dead in the eye, and she continued to lay on her back. Her legs were already open revealing her perfectly washed and shaved pussy, ready and soaked with her love juice. He took his dick tip and rotated it around her clit, slowly making circles on her opening, teasing her until she could take it no longer. She thrusted forward and felt his large, hard dick enter her pussy. it felt good. it felt SOOOO good. pleasure erupted in her brain, filling it with thoughts of lust as she moaned and groaned. He slowly took his dick out, and she moaned, “Mike…. fuck me harder than you’ve ever fucked before.” He said, “yes ma’am.” He thrust in again, thrusting and thrusting inside her tight pussy. This went on for maybe 15 minutes, she was still going strong, her pussy muscles tight and clenching. panting and on the verge of sweating, Candy squirted and came all over the bed.

He bent down and she felt his tongue go up her clit. He licked and licked, cleaning up the love mess she had made. she was going wild and loving every second. His nose was buried in her clit as he licked lower on her pussy. Candy felt his warm tongue on every stoke of her ass. She moaned.

Then they heard a knock on the door.

Mike’s friend Jack came in, he could smell the sex in the air, Mike was naked, and Jack knew what they were doing. "Come upstairs" Mike invited Jack. Candy was still tied to the bed and Jack could see what they had been up to. He stood and stared at them both in awe, as they looked at him, still lusting. She thought he was going to leave, close the door like nothing happened.

“Can I join in?”, he asked.

Mike went to continue eating her out as she moaned “yes”.

Jack quickly undressed and joined them on the bed. He had an average dick, smaller than Mike’s but still a good size.

Jack's hard bulge entered Candy's mouth, and she started to suck him off. Jack was in heaven.

Mike stopped eating Candy out, stood up, and put his dick inside of her once again. In and out, he was so amazing and rough, she could feel her pussy clenching and aching with pleasure. It was so hard to focus on Jack when Mike was doing such a good job! She was afraid she might even bite Jack while her pussy was being destroyed.

Jack came up and shot all over her breasts. He walked over to where Mike was, and Mike stopped pumping her and came all over her breasts too. loving every second, she asked to be untied for a surprise... The rope were removed and Candy flipped around and put her ass up in the air. Jack went in and started pumping her ass hole. then, to her surprise Mike went under her and started pumping her too! both her holes were filled by two amazing men, and she was clenching so hard. she was getting close to an orgasm, and she finally did. Her cum sprayed Mike’s dick and dripped onto the bedsheets. He used this as a lube and kept pumping... This was one of Candy's most enjoyable moments since Tasmania.

This went on for hours, The two of them switching from her pussy to her mouth and to her ass.

Candy and Mike decided to go into the en-suite to shower, while Jack got cleaned up in the other bathroom of their house.

Mike was scrubbing her back, and then he bent Candy over. She knew what was going to happen, and she allowed it. She felt him enter her once again and they fucked for half an hour before she came. Candy kissed him passionately after and felt her cum drip on her legs. They finished the shower and returned to the bedroom, where they met Jack.

“Did you guys enjoy that?” Candy asked teasingly.

“YES!” they replied simultaneously. She left the room, with all three of them and grabbed Lunch!

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By *ikeEx OP   Man 21 weeks ago

Near Alfreton, Derbyshire

Book2 - Chapter12 - Tinder anybody?

Mike and Candy don't mind talking about their past, after all, if you don't have anything to hide, why not discuss it!

Mike knew that Candy was a bit of a sexual deviant in the past, and they met online after all, so there are no excuses or expectations there.

Mike asked Candy if she ever had a Tinder Profile.

"Yes, for a very short time, I met one guy and deleted the profile, never to use Tinder again."

Mike had never used Tinder, and currently, as no intention of doing so either.

Candy used to like meeting people online, but didn’t like hook-ups. She didn’t like the idea of random sex. She thinks she is very boring when it comes to dating because she liked her sex life, to be organised and scheduled in advance.

It was with a guy she met on tinder.. They were talking for months before she felt comfortable enough to invite him out for a last-minute movie night. The vibe didn’t start feeling weird until after they bought the tickets. They had a little over an hour to kill before they could go in to the theatre so they decided to wait it out at a neighbouring McDonalds restaurant. Before they got there, he turned to her and said, “stay here!” like she was some kind of dog waiting for a command, and walked away going around the corner. Perplexed and annoyed, she wondered, “Where the hell did he go?” “And who does he think he’s talking to?”

He came back and she told him she didn’t appreciate being told to wait, to which he explained that he had to use the bathroom and didn’t think it would be a good idea to follow him. She immediately understood when they got to the fast-food place and it was crowded as was expected on a Saturday night. From there, the night picked up as they talked about one of her favourite topics: Music. She found that he was easy to talk to and there wasn’t any weird awkward pauses in their conversations.

As they were watching the movie, he started holding her hand. Confused, she asked if something was wrong and if he always did that with women, he took on dates. He simply said “No,” not sensing concern, and went back to watching the movie. She didn’t pull away. she just let him hold her hand. After the movie, they talked for a while then went home. When they talked again later that night, she asked him when he was free to see another movie.

They saw lots of movies together. She really enjoyed spending time with him and practically talked every day on the phone. He soon grew tired of only seeing her outside and invited her to his house on several occasions. She was nervous but after what had to be the fifth invitation, she obliged. Only doing so if he agreed to her rules: No touching, no kissing. He thought it was ridiculous but agreed to comply. She didn’t want him to think she was going there to have sex with him.

She had never thought before to pack condoms with her but did so this time. She couldn’t deny that she was growing more and more attracted to him as time went by, but she wasn’t ready to have sex with him yet. Her “No Game” was strong and she didn’t think anything would happen since we were probably going to chill in his living room. To her dismay however, his sister was in the living room, which meant they would be in his room. Alone.

He put on a movie, and at first she started reserving herself again, sitting at the edge of his bed, looking straight at the TV and not at him. She reluctantly started to cuddle with him. Cuddling soon turned into kissing which somehow turned into foreplay, with him sucking on one of her breasts, which she initiated by pulling it out of her bra, which in hindsight was a terrible mistake as having her boobs touched by a guy she attracted to is one of her weaknesses. His hand made its way down her jeans to her pussy, which was already soaking wet. Instead of giving him the chance to even try to get them open, She unbuttoned her jeans and took them off, throwing them on the floor. He got up on all fours and went in between her legs, facing her, eyeing her knickers, before pulling them down over her hips, down to her ankles, then completely off.

As he was about to go down on her, she had flash-backs of past encounters of receiving oral for a few moments. Her most recent moment before then, was not that great. It felt like he was using his teeth to graze and suck her clit. When she asked him if that was the case, he defensively asked her if she had ever had a guy go down on her. She didn’t bother to correct him. That thought immediately left her head once this guy’s tongue made the magical connection to her clit. It felt like nothing she had ever felt before. She looked up for a second to see what he was doing and found that he was making eye contact with her, all the while not missing a beat, flicking his tongue on her clit and palming and squeezing one of her breasts. She let her head drop back on the bed and looked up at the ceiling, moaning, reaching her hands down and running her fingers over his shaved head. An aesthetic quality she didn’t think she liked on him but grew accustomed to.

When he stopped going down on her, he got up but not before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Candy actually loved tasting herself, but wasn't going to announce it to him just yet. She sat up and stood at the edge of the bed looking up at him. Though he was shorter than her, he suddenly looked so much taller. He bent down and gave her a long passionate kiss.

As he stood back up, she looked at his trousers and the erection that was desperately trying to get out. Candy freed it by tugging on the waistband of his Trousers, taking his boxers with it, and pulling them down to his ankles which he stepped out of. She didn’t realise he was so girthy. She suddenly felt intimated. Candy looked up at him making eye contact, then at his dick, and then she took him into her mouth.

After going down on him, she got the pack of condoms from her bag on the floor. She took one out and handed it to him. He let out a “Humph” with a smirk on his face before putting it on, grabbing her legs and pulling her to the edge of the bed. She had no idea he was so strong.

Suddenly her legs were in the air and he was on top of her, smiling before sliding his dick inside. Candy loved every minute of it. The thrusting was fast, deep, and hard. A tempo she couldn’t keep up with, but thoroughly enjoyed. He stood back up still pounding into her. They kept going like that for a couple more moments before they both grew tired, and he came. They went at it a couple more times, him giving Candy her orgasms through clitoral stimulation.

After that, Candy thought he was going to make up some strange reason why she had to leave his house. Instead, he laid down and pulled her close to him. They cuddled and restarted the movie that was now watching them for what had to have been at least two hours. They went on to have much more sex down the road.

Book2 – Chapter13 – Long day at work

‘Arms. There’s something about a guy with nice arms, broad arms, muscly, but not powerlifter muscly arms. God, I could make myself cum by having the right pair of arms wrapped around me!’

Candy was on one of her ‘Day-dreaming’ Days while in the office at work.

‘It feels like I haven’t had a cock in me for weeks!’ she thought

Her mind had been triggered by a simple question. “How are you and Mike?” to which her only response was “Ooh. Amazing thank you we really couldn’t be better!”

Some of the people at work knew something was up last year, but Candy nor anyone went into detail what had happened when Mike when through his ordeal. People knew something was wrong, because HR put her on compassionate leave for 3 weeks, while Mike went to hell and back.

The minute Candy thought how much she loved Mike, she wanted to go and vanish in a cupboard somewhere and flick herself into oblivion, yet; being professional it was something she wouldn’t do…. Again.

Mike’s Phone Rang “Hi Honey, how are you today?” Candy asked. “I’m good babe, HR have accepted my notice, yet my Dan (Mike’s manager) isn’t happy about me leaving. He has asked if I can work for 6 months.”

Candy’s response was short “Ah – I see, well you knew it was either 3 or 6 months!” “Yeah, I did… and I get on well with Dan, and I can do the other stuff in-between!” He replied.

“Anyway, why the phone call?” he asked “Oh, no reason, just really could do with you fucking me over one of these desks I keep walking around in the office!” “Well, you know that’s not going to happen, don’t you! “He laughed... “Yeah, I suppose. I love you, honey, see you later.” And she cancelled the Call.

Candy was still feeling horny, but she was also feeling naughty with it too.

10-Minutes after the Call… “Ping!” A message with an attachment.

Candy had sent a selfie from work, stood next to a window, with her hand in her hair while looking slightly “up” at the camera.

‘Beautiful x’ Mike messaged back

“Ping!” Came another message with an attachment.

This one was of Candy standing in a store cupboard, with boxes of paper on shelves.

“Ping!” the next was Candy exposing her Cleavage, very tasteful, but getting naughtier.

“Ping!” this one was with Candy’s top as low as it could go, to reveal her Bra.

“Ping!” Ok her top could go further down and now it revealed her entire bra

“Ping!” The next picture has her bra pushed down, exposing both of her areolas but not her nipples.

“Ping!” And here were her nipples.

“Ping!” This time a message ‘Look what you are getting tonight!’

“Ping!” Someone must have taken the next picture, because it was a full frontal of Candy in the same stock room. Mike knew it was recent, because it was the only stock room he knew with a clock on the wall, which was shown on each picture.

‘That’s so naughty of you, I will have to punish you for doing that while at work!’ Mike sent to her.

“Ping!” ‘Can’t wait to take you up my ass tonight big boy!’

Big Boy!? She never calls Mike big boy, unless she is teasing.

The pinging stopped for a few hours.

“Ping!” ‘Are you working from home, or on Customer site today?’ She asked

‘I’m at home, just walked the dog, why?’ he replied

‘You have a bad memory, scroll up the past few messages’

‘Hahahahahahah, I don’t need to scroll up – horny x’ he sent to her.

‘Got to go, I’m on a call’ Mike messaged.

‘Do you want me to suck your cock while you are on video?’ she asked

Mike didn’t answer, she knew the answer would have been both yes and no….! As it always was.

Because Mike was working from home, it was his turn to cook dinner.

After loading everything up, prior to Candy getting home, he went upstairs for a shower and a shave… a ‘complete’ shave.

Candy walked in while Mile was shaving his balls, she sat on the closed toilet seat and watched her husband ‘de-fuzz’ himself. After shaving both top and bottom, he got out of the shower and left it running for Candy.

“Going to finish dinner!” he told her while she showered and washed the day’s work down the plug-hole.

Once she drier herself, she put on a bathrobe and went downstairs to see what Mike was cooking for dinner. It wasn’t anything extravagant just some oven chips done in the air fryer, mixed veg and turkey steaks with Cajun Seasoning. Candy sat at the dinner table wearing opposite Mike.

“Remember the Lebanese restaurant?” she asked, “How could I ever forget… it would be interesting if we get a discount again if we went back!” Mike replied.

Candy was pointing out how horny she was, and how clean they both were. “Where are you working tomorrow? Home or away?” She asked.

“I’m heading over to the north-west tomorrow near to Cheshire.”

Candy explained how she had a terrible day, how stressed she was and then mentioned how she just got dressed in time before someone walked into the Storeroom today. Mike chuckled at her. “It’s not funny Mike!” she snapped. “I didn’t make you do it! Did I?” He said.

They both ate their food and sat on the sofa for a while, relaxing and letting off a little steam. “Let me know when you are ready for bed.” Mike said. Candy looked at Mike, it was only 9.30pm. she kept looking at her watch, fake yawning, and looking at Mike.

She shuffled around until her bathrobe came undone and her breasts were both on display. Her perky nipples were on show ‘asking’ to be sucked and played with. She crossed her legs on the sofa to reveal her clean-shaven clitoris and vagina. She placed her hand over the top of it in a pretend ‘covering it up’ kind of way and started to stroke herself.

She would rub her clit using her index finger and her middle finger at either site of herself and rub backward, forwards and from side to side.

Mike could see how wet she was getting by playing with herself, but she could also see how hard Mike was getting, watching her play.

“Right. Bedtime then!” he declared. He grabbed Candy by the hand, getting her to stand up, as she stood up, Mike walked away to turn the lights off and make sure all the doors were locked. Candy was halfway upstairs when Mike had finished his bedtime routine. He followed Candy to the bedroom where she took off her robe and laid on the bed, stroking her leg in a cheesy saucy manner. Mike got naked and asked. “How do you want me?” “Treat me as your buffet!” he said. “Haven’t we heard that before somewhere?” Asked Candy as she remembered.

“Fuck it, come here and lay down next to me.” Mike laid next to her and started to stroke her leg. She laid on her front for Mike to rub her back, shoulders and neck. He looked around for some massage oil, but only found sex lube on the bed side table. He took a little lube and drizzled it on her back, he started to rub his hands up and down her spine, loosening her hips and lower back, working his way up to her shoulders and neck. Mike isn’t and experienced Masseuse, but he knows how to loosen stresses and strains. Candy was relaxing and enjoying the time and attention Mike was giving to her aching muscles.

She relaxed so much; she nearly fell asleep. Candy was purring.

Mike moved his attention to her legs and thighs, rubbing and massaging, helping her muscles relax more and more.

Candy was getting turned on and getting wetter each time Mike rubbed the insides of her thighs, he started to tease his way up to her labia and rubbed her lips, parting them with both thumbs, swirling around her. he started to concentrate on her clit and rub her with his thumbs again. He turned her over, so he could now work on the fronts of her legs, and again worked his way to her clitoris, rubbing with his thumbs, feeling her get wetter, squirming as the euphoric feeling of lust began to rise through her body; “Swoosh!!” She squirted on the bed, covering Mikes hands. He continued to massage her Pubis and Vagina before reaching for her face to kiss her. Candy was so laid back at this moment that she didn’t want kissing at that moment. She placed her hand on his head and pushed him down to her pussy to eat at her. his tongue licked her slit from back to front, teasing her by probing deeper each time, licking the juices from her. he lapped at her clit, flicking it from side to side and front to back, making her cum and tense up again. Mike paused for a second, before kneeling over Candy and moving in-between her legs. He teased her with the tip of his length. He loved feeling the wetness against his tip when his foreskin was back. He slid himself into her tight wetness and she felt him stretch her lips apart. She gasped as he pushed himself deeper into her love channel, as he pushed in, she could feel the tip of him widening the walls of her vagina, this time, because she was so relaxed, she felt him probe deep inside in long slow thrusts. He started to kiss her, hold her head, and stroke her hair as he slide into her gently and lovingly. Mike was taking care while making love to Candy. This evening, he wanted to last as long as he could, but Candy had already cum three times and was content, although she wouldn’t say ‘no’ to being made to cum by being fucked.

He slowly started to pick up the force he was fucking her with. He was now slamming himself deep into her each time he pulled out and pushed back in. Candy was beginning to cum again, this time she was noisy with it too. Her legs started to shake while she had her finger-nails on Mikes back. She gripped him close to her, tight to her as she came and clamped down hard on his cock.

He could feel the warmth from her, her juices spraying out at him, the warmth from her over his groin, cock, balls and inner thighs turned him on so much.

He started to pick up the pace as well as the force and was deep hard fucking Candy. “Ooooooh!” she said as Mike hit her cervix with the tip of his cock. It hurt, but she really enjoyed feeling him beat her insides.

Mike wanted to cum, he felt his cock twitch, his balls began to tighten, and he flooded her depths with his cum. Candy enjoyed feeling Mike cum inside her, she loved feeling the first few spurts her insides, coating her walls.

Candy was cumming too. as Mike was cumming, he kept pumping and thrusting at her, making her cum from the sensation of him being and flooding inside her.

He held his hips close to hers, didn’t pump or thrust. He Kissed her, before collapsing on the bed next to her.

As he rolled over and laid on his back, Candy moved and started sucking on Mikes cum-drenched member. She licked the shaft, cleaning their cum from him before sucking him clean. She loved the taste and couldn’t get enough of it.

One thing Candy loved to do, was to make sure she gave as much as she received, although with Candy it was different, she gave much more than she received. It was moments like this that reassured them both that they had made the right decision by being husband and wife.

After 10 Minutes, they got off the bed and used the hand shower attachment to wash their legs and glands, ensuring they were ready to get some well-earned sleep.

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By *ikeEx OP   Man 21 weeks ago

Near Alfreton, Derbyshire

Book2 – Chapter 14 – The Accidentally on Purpose Conception.

Candy Overclock was a whirlwind of energy. Her long hair spilled like a cascade of gold over her shoulders as she moved with grace through her bustling office. A hard-working business owner in Nottingham, she had established herself in a competitive niche area of services. Known for her charm and creativity, she balanced her professional life with a vibrant and adventurous personal life that most could only dream of.

Candy was married to Mike Exsolver, an IT consultant who was as dedicated to his career as he was to his wife. Mike had a mature understanding of life, work, and the intricate dynamics of their relationship. They shared a bond that went far beyond the physical—centring on trust, open communication, and an insatiable desire for new experiences together.

One weekend, in search of a romantic adventure away from their hectic lives in the East Midlands, Candy and Mike decided to book a stay at a stunning hotel in Warwickshire. The hotel was luxurious, with elegant rooms adorned in rich fabrics and sumptuous furnishings. It’s beautiful gardens and tranquil atmosphere provided the perfect backdrop for their upcoming escapade.

Their plans took an exciting turn when they surprisingly met James again, a charismatic and confident man who exuded an irresistible charm. He was in Warwickshire for a business conference, but they had met previously in Derby for a night of one-to-one massage and sexual pleasure for Candy. Quickly a conversation with Candy and James struck up at the hotel bar. The instant chemistry between them was palpable, and Mike watched with a knowing smile as Candy flirted effortlessly. He was excited at the thought of sharing her with someone as intriguing as James.

Later that evening, the three of them found themselves in one of the hotel’s lavish suites, the atmosphere buzzing with anticipation. The dim lighting and soft music set the stage for what was about to unfold. Candy, feeling bold and adventurous, was eager to explore new heights of pleasure.

As they moved deeper into the night, Candy took the lead, inviting both men into an experience that promised both passion and pleasure. The air was thick with desire as she guided James to her side, whispering sweet nothings into his ear while stealing glances at Mike, who was more than eager to join in.

The room quickly transformed into a landscape of intertwined bodies, with Candy in a state of delicious ecstasy. She revelled in the feel of both men as they worshipped her curves, hands roaming freely over her skin. Candy’s laughter filled the room as they shared teasing touches and sultry kisses, her excitement sky-high. Her fantasy of being Double Vaginally Penetrated being discussed with both men with anticipation.

As the night unfolded, Candy felt a wave of exhilaration as the three of them explored each other’s bodies. Mike and James, like loyal knights, became her willing accomplices in pleasure to fulfil her fantasy. Candy, craving the thrill of being shared and her holes filled, encouraged Mike to take James into the fold. What followed was a symphony of gasps and moans, the three of them moving in perfect harmony.

Candy’s moans echoed as she sank onto Mike’s lap, feeling him hard and ready beneath her. With a seductive smile, she beckoned James to come closer, positioning herself just right to welcome them both into her world. The feeling of being filled—one inside her, one just behind—sent shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body.

With every thrust, every kiss, the sheets became soaked with their shared desires. Candy was lost in pleasure, feeling her body respond with lustful abandon. She felt the deep satisfaction of being completely consumed, her spirit soaring with every breath.

James, never one to shy away from passion, closely mirrored Mike’s movements. Their rhythm built to a crescendo, voices merging in a chorus of pleasure as Candy found herself teetering on the edge of sweet release. Her body trembled, the sensations cascading through her as she reached a height of ecstasy she had never experienced.

With a gasp, she surrendered herself to the waves of pleasure crashing over her. The three reached their peak together—a beautiful release of primal energy. Candy’s body responded with quaking spasms as her orgasm coursed through her, promising a euphoric high that left her breathless.

In the aftermath, as they lay intertwined in the soft sheets, Candy couldn’t help but smile. She felt utterly fulfilled, wrapped in the arms of her husband and their new friend—a living testament to the beauty of trust, openness, and the adventures of shared intimacy.

The plush décor and soft lighting set the perfect backdrop for an enchanting night. Mike, James, and Candy had surrendered to their shared desires, exploring the depths of passion that connected them.

As laughter and soft murmurs filled the air, Candy felt her phone vibrate on the nightstand. Glancing at the screen, she saw a message from Michelle: "Hey! Where are you? I'm feeling adventurous tonight!"

A playful smile danced on Candy's lips. She knew Michelle had always been up for some fun. After a quick exchange of messages filled with teasing hints, Candy faced Mike and James, who were both eager to include her friend in their evening's escapade.

Without hesitation, she typed back, "Come to our hotel room! We have a surprise for you." Candy sent the message and settled back into the moment, the trio losing themselves in each other once again.

Just as the atmosphere intensified, there was a soft but urgent knock at the door. Candy's heart raced. "That must be Michelle!" she exclaimed, excitement bubbling inside her.

Mike and James exchanged knowing glances, their anticipation palpable. Candy rushed to the door and opened it, revealing Michelle's flustered but eager expression. "I didn't think you'd actually invite me!" she laughed, stepping inside and letting the door close behind her.

The room's energy shifted as Michelle entered, her presence igniting a new wave of excitement. It didn't take long for the sparks to fly. Introductions were made, glances exchanged, and soon, all inhibitions were cast aside. The four of them melted together in a whirl of passion and exhilaration, bodies entwined as they explored each other's desires.

As they surrendered to the moment, the room was filled with sounds of pleasure and laughter, a beautiful symphony of shared connection. With every kiss and caress, they discovered new depths of ecstasy. Time seemed to blur, and they lost themselves completely in this whirlwind of passion.

As they reached the peak of their desires, bodies moving in perfect harmony, the room erupted in a chorus of moans and gasps, each moment drawing them closer together. In that euphoric climax, they found themselves entwined, waves of pleasure cascading over them, leaving them breathless and satiated.

In the aftermath, they lay together, limbs tangled and hearts racing, basking in the warmth of shared intimacy. Laughter mingled with whispers, promises of more adventures lingering in the air. The night had transformed into a beautiful memory, one they would carry with them long after leaving the elegance of the Warwickshire hotel behind.

Mike, James, and Candy had met before this evening, with Candy being the focus, but also at the Business Conference, Candy was talking to an old friend 'Michelle'.

Candy knew that Michelle always wanted to be part of something much sexier than working and sleeping but wanted to join Mike and Candy for some fun when the time was right. Now Michelle had spent an amazing hour and a half with Mike, Candy and James, she quickly became part of the group, adding a new dynamic that was exciting and unpredictable. The chemistry among them was palpable, especially between Michelle and James. Their flirtation was electric, filled with playful banter and lingering glances that spoke volumes.

As the night unfolded, the four friends found themselves in the cosy, dimly lit room. The atmosphere was charged with excitement, the sweet smell of sex and fluids but with a sense of possibility. Perhaps it was the wine or the rhythm of the music, but something shifted that night, igniting a spark that none of them could resist.

With laughter and teasing, Michelle's barriers fell away, leading them into a world of sensual exploration. The connection between them deepened, and as everyone's inhibitions faded, the night escalated into a passionate encounter that brought them all closer than ever before.

Amid it all, Michelle turned to James, her voice a sultry whisper, "I’ve always dreamed of feeling what it’s like to create something beautiful with someone I know nothing about." Her eyes sparkled with both mischief and desire, and James felt a rush of excitement. James had a breeding kink, and always wanted to fulfil his fantasy with a woman who didn't mind getting pregnant when he came deep inside her pussy during amazing sex.

The chemistry between them was undeniable, and as they lost themselves in the warmth of each other's bodies, the boundaries of their newfound friendship had melted away. They experienced the heights of passion, a whirlwind of shared pleasure that left them breathless.

Together, they explored the depths of intimacy, each touch sparking waves of ecstasy. Michelle, feeling liberated and empowered, surrendered to the moment, their bodies entwined in a rhythm that echoed the beating of their hearts. Her pleasure built, rising until it erupted in a wave of sensations that filled the room.

As the night reached its climax, the four of them became lost in their shared experience, their bodies moving in perfect harmony, each driven by the desire to reach a peak of euphoric unity. The world outside faded away, leaving only the electrifying connection they had forged together.

With each passing moment, time seemed to stretch as they clung to each other, feeling the exhilarating rush of their combined desires. As the night ended, they lay tangled together, their breaths mingling in the afterglow of their shared experience, knowing that their relationships had entered uncharted territory, promising a future filled with new possibilities and challenges.

James and Michelle were two strangers destined for a single night in a bustling city filled with dreams and possibilities. Each had travelled separately for a large Business Conference. They both found themselves at a vibrant hotel in the heart of downtown, where the atmosphere was electric with laughter and anticipation. The only thing James and Michelle had in common was Mike and Candy.

That evening, while Michelle chatted with Candy over drinks at the hotel bar, she realised Candy had vanished with two men, one of them was her husband, but "who was the sexy guy going with them?" Michelle, lost in thought, scrolling through her phone. The unmistakable energy of the hotel lingered in the air, pulling people together like magnets.

As the night unfolded, both James and Michelle’s paths crossed When Michelle was invited into Candy and Mike's bedroom for some sexy fun. Their eyes met briefly, yet they all knew what they wanted, and an unspoken connection sparked between them. Driven by an impulse no one could explain, James approached Michelle.

They talked and laughed, sharing their stories—James's travels for work and Michelle's adventures with her friends. The chemistry between them intensified as the minutes turned to hours. Eventually, they found themselves caught in a bubble, oblivious to the world, Mike and Candy Included around them.

“Want to escape to my room for a nightcap? I promise, it’ll be even more fun,” he offered, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

Michelle hesitated for just a moment but then nodded, excitement bubbling within her. They walked hand in hand to his room, the anticipation palpable in the air.

Once inside, the atmosphere shifted. The room was dimly lit, casting soft shadows that danced around them. James poured them both a drink, and they clinked their glasses together, the sound like a toast to new beginnings.

"James, I'm married and have wanted to play for such a long time. but my husband wouldn't give me a baby. he says I'm too old now, so he thinks I'm on the pill!"

"I don't care if you are married, single, you are a gorgeous woman, and I'm more than happy to be here for you if you want me to. I'm also happy for you to never want to see me again after tonight, I just want to be with you tonight!"

It didn’t take long for their conversation to turn into playful banter, teasing and laughing until things became more intense. James leaned in closer, their lips brushing against each other, igniting a fire that had been smouldering since they were introduced by Candy.

It didn't take long before they were wrapped in each other's arms, kisses deepening, hands exploring. The connection was magnetic, a longing that had been building throughout each of them since making love in the room earlier. Clothes were shed again, and passion took over, leading them to the bed.

In that moment of passion, desires intertwined as they surrendered to the intensity of their connection. They made love with an urgency that felt timeless, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. Every touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through them, each sigh igniting their bodies further.

James felt a rush of warmth, a deep-seated yearning to take their connection to the next level—a fleeting thought about the possibility of creating something beautiful together. It was an impulsive decision, driven by instinct rather than strategy.

As they found the pinnacle of their ecstasy, James whispered sweet nothings into Michelle's ear, his body flooding her insides with his fertile semen in a moment of connection that felt as if the universe itself was conspiring to make their experience eternal.

Afterward, they lay entangled in each other's arms, the world outside fading away. They shared soft laughter, panting breaths, and tender glances, knowing that, perhaps, they had stumbled upon something extraordinary.

In the quiet aftermath of passion and discovery, they knew they were merely two souls who had crossed paths for a fleeting moment. What would happen next? Only time would tell, but for that night, they realised they had not just explored physical intimacy, but possibly had also embarked on a journey that would forever change their friendships and their lives.

Book2 - Chapter15 - Will they, or won’t they?

After an exhilarating weekend that seemed to stretch the boundaries of their relationship, Candy and Mike made their way home, arms intertwined, and smiles painted on their faces. The sun dipped low in the sky, splashing vibrant oranges and deep purples across the horizon. The air carried a scent of sweet late summer as they walked, their laughter mingling with the soft rustle of leaves.

They had ventured into uncharted waters by inviting Michelle and James into their intimate life, and what started as an adventurous night had blossomed into something unexpected—a bonding experience that left them feeling exhilarated, close, and strangely serene. The foursome had been electric, a whirlwind of desires exchanged in the comfort of each other’s trust. It was a leap, yes, but one that understood the strength of their connection.

In the car, Mike turned to Candy, his playful grin lighting up his face, "Can you believe we actually did that?"

Candy chuckled, her heart racing a little at the memories that flashed through her mind. "I know, right? I still can't get over how comfortable everyone was."

The memory of Michelle's laughter and the way James interacted so effortlessly with them brought warmth to her cheeks. It had all felt so liberating, breaking the mould, they had been in. The four of them had explored fantasies they never thought they would, and every moment had deepened their bond—both with each other and their friends.

“What about the things Michelle said afterward?” Mike asked, his eyes dancing with mischief. “You think they’ll really try to have a baby?”

The conversation shifted as Candy quirked an eyebrow, thinking back to Michelle’s dreamy words about starting a family. “I don't know... They don't know each other, and Michelle always talked about wanting kids. Maybe this weekend may help her out, after all, her husband won't do anything!”

“Her husband??? She's married... does he know she....,” he replied, as they approached their home. The soft glow of lights welcomed them back, contrasting sharply with the vibrant chaos of the weekend.

"No, he doesn't know anything, only that she wants a baby, and he isn't the one to help her have one!" She replied.

As they entered their cosy space, the familiar comfort wrapped around them, pulling them back into their routine. Yet, something felt different. Their hearts were still racing with the thrill of exploration, and the atmosphere buzzed with an untamed energy.

They settled on the sofa, sides touching, and Candy nestled against Mike’s shoulder. "Do you think we could go there again?" she asked tentatively, her voice barely a whisper.

Mike tilted his head down to meet her gaze, sensing the weight behind her question. “You mean… with them?” His voice was cautious, laced with curiosity.

“I don’t know,” she breathed in, “Maybe. It was so freeing, Mike. I want to keep that exploration alive; you know?”

He nodded slowly, considering her words. “I do. I mean, we've always felt like this, but not acted on it. I feel like this has opened a whole new chapter for us. I wouldn’t mind exploring it together… if it’s what you really want.”

Candy felt a warm rush of affection for him. “I want to do it together. We’re a team. I just never knew it would feel so… exhilarating.”

They spent the evening talking, hearts laid bare as they dodged between laughter and reflection. The weekend had indeed changed something; it ignited parts of their souls they didn’t know needed awakening.

As the hour grew late, the mood shifted naturally into something more tender. They exchanged soft kisses and whispered promises, cementing their rekindled passion. They knew every venture had its highs and lows but facing them together only brought them closer.

Once again, they took a leap—not only into the potential for more adventures, but also into the reaffirmation of their love. Sometimes, it was in the unlikeliest of explorations that one found the true essence of what they had. And as they drifted into dreams that night, holding each other tight, they felt sure that whatever the future held—whether for themselves or for Michelle or James—it would be an adventure worth taking.

It was a lazy Monday morning in Nottingham, Candy and Mike had the Morning off before they went back to work in the afternoon, the soft light filtering through the curtains of Candy and Mike’s cosy bedroom. The remnants of the weekend's adventures lingered in the air, a sweet blend of laughter and whispers. They had just spent an exhilarating weekend with their friends, Michelle and with James, exploring uncharted waters of intimacy and connection.

Candy stirred first, her bright blue eyes fluttering open as she recalled the vibrant moments they shared over the past two days. The thrill of their foursome had been intoxicating, a whirlwind of passion that left her both exhilarated and slightly dazed. With a smile tugging at her lips, she turned to see Mike still asleep beside her, his tousled hair contrasting with the warm sun streaming in.

“Hey, sleepyhead,” she cooed softly, leaning over to give him a gentle peck on the cheek.

Mike stirred, his eyes fluttering open to meet the sparkle in Candy’s gaze. He grinned widely, stretching his limbs out beneath the sheets. “Morning, gorgeous,” he replied. “What a weekend, huh?”

“Unforgettable,” she laughed, recalling all the playful banter and sensual exploration they had enjoyed together. “I can’t stop thinking about it.”

“Me neither,” Mike chuckled, a glint of mischief in his eyes. “You know, we should totally plan our next adventure. Something even bigger, maybe somewhere with a hot tub, a warm climate...”

Candy’s heart raced at the thought. “And lots of naked ladies for us both to play with?” she added playfully, wiggling her eyebrows.

“Exactly!” Mike exclaimed, sitting up and rubbing his hands together. “Picture this: a beautiful villa, hot sun, and a hot tub full of gorgeous people to join us. We can have some fun in the sun!”

Candy felt a flush of excitement at the idea. “What about Michelle and James? I wonder if it's worth asking them if they want to join in?”

“Absolutely! They’d love it, although I wonder if Michelle could get away from her husband so she can meet up with James. We can look for a place on the coast, somewhere private. Maybe even a nudist resort?” Mike suggested, his eyes gleaming with enthusiasm.

“Wouldn’t that be a little daunting?” Candy questioned, biting her lip as she imagined the prospect of being surrounded by other bodies, all free and unrestrained. But then, the thrill of it gripped her. “Actually… I think I’d love that.”

"Do you think we might have lost James to Michelle?" Mike asked her. "Hum, I don't know, maybe not, she only has one thing on her mind, and that's waking up pregnant like she's wanted for the last 10 years!"

With their imaginations running wild, they pulled up the laptop and began brainstorming. Flights to Italy, Spain, or maybe the Greek islands began filling the screen, each option more enticing than the last. Pictures of sun-soaked beaches and sumptuous villas beckoned them. The thought of lounging in a steaming hot tub beneath the stars, surrounded by playful laughter and warm touches, ignited a fervour in them both.

“Here’s one!” Candy exclaimed, her finger hovering over a vibrant link. “A private villa in Ibiza that comes with a hot tub and a pool. And look at the pictures! It’s secluded enough to keep things exclusive!”

Mike leaned closer, eyes darting between the screen and Candy’s animated face. “It’s perfect. We can send the link to Michelle and a link James and see if they’re interested.”

As they continued to explore their options, the air around them thickened with a playful tension. They chuckled over the thought of pool games and skin-to-skin connections, each fantasy drawing them closer together. And as Candy’s hand brushed against Mike’s thigh, they both knew their adventure had just begun.

After texting their friends and securing their spot at the villa, Candy and Mike leaned back, visions of the trip swirling in their minds. Days filled with sunbathing, nights of laughter and exploration—it was more than a getaway; it was a celebration of their relationship and the bounds they were willing to break together.

“Ready for another round?” Mike asked, eyes twinkling as he pulled Candy closer, his voice a seductive whisper.

“With you, always,” she replied, the spark in her heart igniting as they leaned into each other, ready to dive deeper into their unfolding escapade, both within and beyond the walls of their bedroom. Together, they had created a space where fantasies danced freely, and they could not wait to see where they would traverse next.

Michelle stood at the window of her small kitchen, staring out at the fading autumn leaves that danced in the cool breeze. The rhythm of her life had fallen into a predictable pattern: waking up with her husband, David, preparing breakfast, and going through the monotonous motions of suburban life. But beneath that surface, something was shifting.

She had met James at a conference in Warwickshire, a business event that seemed far too mundane to harbour any excitement. But when Candy and Mike introduced them into their boudoir of lust, something electric sparked between them. Laughter bubbled effortlessly from her lips as they shared stories over drinks after they went back to James' room, and the tension that developed felt intoxicating. It was as if they were the only two people in the world, the mundane existence she had been living faded into the background.

That night in the hotel room—brief but euphoric—Michelle felt alive in a way she hadn’t felt in years. Their chemistry was undeniable, and everything about James felt right. He was daring in a way that David was not, spontaneous and deeply passionate. He ignited a fire in her that had long been extinguished.

When she returned home, the weight of her decision began to bear down on her. David was a good man; he worked hard and provided for them. But Michelle had grown restless in their life together. They were comfortable, yes, but comfort had morphed into a suffocating routine. It was a truth she couldn’t ignore any longer—the thrill she had experienced with James had awakened a longing within her: for excitement, for love, for a different kind of life.

Weeks passed, and Michelle found herself thinking about James constantly. The infatuation twisted into something deeper, something primal. One evening, while David was engrossed in a work project, she sat alone in their bedroom, contemplating what she wanted. It was in that quiet moment that she made her choice.

The confrontation was painful. David sat on the edge of the bed, bewildered by her announcement, his eyes brimming with confusion and hurt. “Why, Michelle? What did I do wrong?” he pleaded. She didn’t have the words to explain the void that had grown deep within her. Instead, she simply told him the truth: “I've wanted a baby for so long, you said I was too old, but my maternal clock is ticking, and I think I'm in love with another man.”

With her heart racing, Michelle left that life behind. Freeing herself from the shackles of a love that had turned stale was both terrifying and exhilarating. Her first phone call was to James, who answered with surprise and delight. Within days, she was in his arms once more, breathing in the warmth of his skin, feeling desired and cherished.

As weeks turned into months, their relationship blossomed, and excitement turned into something more profound. Michelle found herself thriving in James' presence, rediscovering a version of herself she had thought was lost forever.

Michelle was adamant to have a baby, and James was the man to give that baby to her.

Both James and Michelle had accepted the invitation to the Villa with Mike and Candy, they were both looking forward to having a group get-together and some amazing fun like the night they all met in Warwickshire.

Michelle decided to chat to Candy about the arrangements and if there were any rules, because; she had a rule to add to any list, if there were any.

James is to always go bareback, but to fill only her pussy with his cum.

Candy agreed. “Only James to cum inside you? Or anyone else if they can?”

“Oh, hum…. Only James!” she replied.

Candy agreed and drew a list of rules up, she even agreed with Mike that kissing was back on the cards, but only between the four of them.

Michelle wanted to use the Villa sexcapade to continue bringing a new life into the world.

And who could blame her. Michelle's journey was not without its struggles. Michelle grappled with guilt as memories of David haunted her, intertwining with her new life. She often wondered if he was okay, if he had found a way to move on. The love she felt for James was intoxicating, yet the pain she had caused weighed heavily on her conscience.

One evening, as she lay in bed, cradled in James' arms, she recognized the beauty in the chaos of her life. She had chosen this path, one filled with uncertainty and promise. They continued to talk about making babies, Michelle realised it was never too late to find happiness, to embrace love and the chance to start anew.

In the dim light of their shared space, surrounded by laughter and dreams, Michelle cradled the unfolding possibilities of her future, ready to embrace the adventure of motherhood and the love she had courageously chosen.

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Book2 – Chapter16 – The Sexy Getaway

In the heart of Ibiza, where the sun kissed the Mediterranean and the nights thrummed with the pulse of the nightlife, a private villa awaited four adventurous souls. Mike and Candy, a couple perfectly at ease with their unconventional lifestyle, were excited to escape their daily routines for a week of sun, sex, and indulgence. They invited their close friends, James and Michelle, who were more than ready for a break from their hectic lives back home.

The villa was nothing short of a paradise—the air infused with the scent of blooming bougainvillea, the sound of waves lapping against the cliffs in the distance, and the luxurious amenities that beckoned them. The expansive terrace featured a hot tub that sparkled under the sun, a shimmering pool that seemed to invite them in, and intimate corners designed for relaxation and romantic escapades.

As they settled in, the laughter echoed throughout the property, glasses of chilled white wine clinking together in celebration of their freedom. Mike and Candy, enjoying their swinging lifestyle, had an openness about everything they did. They were very much in love, and that love only seemed to expand into adventures with others.

“Okay, let’s set some ground rules for our little escape,” Mike suggested playfully as they lounged in the hot tub, the warm water surrounding them like a cozy cocoon.

“Ground rules?” James raised an eyebrow, his mischievous grin signalling that he was in the right frame of mind for a week of fun.

“Nothing too serious,” Candy interjected. “Just respect each other’s boundaries and keep communication flowing. And maybe… just maybe, leave the lights on during our more spirited adventures.” She winked at Michelle, who giggled, her cheeks flushing.

Michelle was a dreamer; she had always envisioned love and intimacy in a more traditional sense. Yet, there was a budding desire burning within her—a longing that had become more prevalent since she and James had started trying for a baby. Here in Ibiza, the idea of creating a new life was almost palpable under the sun-drenched skies.

The first night unfolded like a script from a glamorous romance movie. They explored the local nightlife, dancing under the stars, their bodies swaying to the vibrant rhythms. After hours of fun, they returned to the villa, the heat of the night still fuelling their hearts.

In the hot tub, the atmosphere shifted. The warm water embraced them, and they began to explore one another’s bodies with playful touches and laughter that felt so liberating. James and Michelle exchanged a knowing glance, an unspoken acknowledgment of their deeper feelings. Candy slipped closer to James, prompting him to lean back and enjoy the sensations of the evening.

As the night wore on, inhibitions faded away. Laughter turned to soft whispers, and before long, the four of them found themselves entwined in a dance of bodies, a beautiful blend of emotions and desires.

Days melted into nights filled with exploration and connection. They alternated between the hot tub and the pool, the cool water invigorating their spirits after passionate encounters. Mike and Candy revelled in their open relationship, intertwining sex with intimacy. James, however, found himself enchanted by Michelle in ways he had never imagined—her laughter, her gentle movements, and her unwavering love.

As the sun set on their third day, Michelle laid on a sunbed, staring at the sky, contemplating her wants and wishes. James lounged beside her, reading a book but stealing glances at her pensive expression.

“Penny for your thoughts?” he eventually asked, closing the book and giving her his full attention.

“I love this place. You, me… I want it all,” she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. The idea of motherhood loomed in her mind—time was slipping away, and the clock was ticking.

“Are you worried?” James asked, genuinely concerned.

“Not worried. Hopeful,” she replied, intertwining her fingers with his. “It’s just… being here feels right. It feels like destiny.”

James nodded, the weight of their unspoken hopes hanging in the air. That night, after an evening of laughter and a dance that sparked something deeper within them, James led Michelle to their room. The air was thick with tension and desire, but also with a longing to share something sacred. Their connection deepened as they created intimacy that went beyond physical pleasure—it was about trust, love, and the foundation of a family.

As the final days in Ibiza unfolded, Mike and Candy sensed the shift. They could see the profound bond developing between James and Michelle, and it filled them with joy. Their connections intertwined seamlessly, making it a holiday filled with love.

On the last night, the four of them gathered under the stars, laughter echoing as they shared memories and dreams. With glasses raised, Mike toasted, “To friendships that become families and to memories that last a lifetime!”

Around the fire, they made promises for the future—whether conventional or unconventional. The magic of Ibiza had opened hearts and entwined fates in ways none of them could have anticipated.

As the week wrapped up, the four of them knew this getaway had changed everything. Back home, they would take their experiences with them—not just the sultry nights filled with passion but the deep connections that now bound them together in ways that were far more significant.

In the echoing laughter of Ibiza, the sun dipped below the horizon, ushering in a new phase of their lives—one filled with promise, love, and endless possibilities. And for Michelle and James, it was the beginning of a journey they hoped would soon include a little one to share in their story of love.

Secretly worrying Michelle was how long she and James had been trying for a baby, yet after so many months, she hadn’t caught. Yet they were both having sex like rabbits, where-ever they could and when-ever they could.

Mike and Candy knew not to joke about how many times Michelle and James would go into their room, but they also started to wonder if something wasn’t happening for them.

The final day, they all packed their bags and readied themselves to leave the villa. Michelle took one last walk to the beach to say goodbye to the beautiful place they had stayed for the last few days. “We will come back Ibiza, I promise” she whispered.

Michelle was having doubts as they headed home, she was quiet.

Michelle and James, their love was a tapestry woven with shared laughter, quiet moments, and dreams of a future together after Michelle left her husband David for James and the hopes of becoming a mother. From the moment they met, they spoke of starting a family—a vision that brightened their hearts and filled their conversations.

For months, Michelle and James danced in the rhythm of hope, meticulously planning their journey to parenthood. Each time they held hands on the couch, the whispers of baby names echoed in the air. Those evening strolls, where they imagined pushing a pushchair through the very park where they often shared ice cream cones, became rituals of anticipation.

Yet, as the months slipped by, their dreams remained just that—dreams. Each month turned into another cycle of excitement followed by disappointment, leaving them both anxious and weary. Their conversations transformed from hopeful discussions to hushed tones filled with doubt and frustration.

"Maybe we just need to be patient," James would say, trying to mask his own creeping fear.

But Michelle, with her heart heavy, began to feel that the worries weren't simply a by-product of prolonged waiting. Something deep within her stirred as she noticed the unexplained fatigue, the irregularities of her body. After introspection and a few late-night internet searches, she suggested to James that it might be wise to visit a doctor.

The day of their appointment, both were silent, the weight of unspoken fears hanging between them. The waiting room was filled with the innocent laughter of children, a stark reminder of what they sought. Michelle squeezed James’s hand tighter as the nurse called her name, and together they stepped into the sterile examination room filled with instruments and charts.

After what felt like an eternity, the doctor entered with a kind smile but an air of solemnity. After a series of tests and reflections, the news came like a storm. Michelle, despite her hopes, wouldn't be able to conceive. The words echoed in her mind, heavy and suffocating.

“We can explore other options if you’d like,” the doctor suggested kindly, but Michelle felt a dark cloud settling over her heart.

On the drive home, silence engulfed the car, a stark contrast to the laughter they once shared. James's hands tightened around the steering wheel as he fought his own surge of emotions. Michelle, on the other hand, stared out the window, watching the world whirl by as betrayal and grief seeped into her heart.

'Maybe David was right, I am too old!' She thought, yet Michelle was only 39 years old.

“I’m so sorry,” James finally whispered, his voice breaking the silence.

Michelle turned to him, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “It’s not your fault. I just… I thought it could be different. I thought we could…” She trailed off, the weight of her dreams too heavy to bear.

“I love you,” he said, reaching for her hand, and for a moment, their fingers intertwined felt like a fragile lifeline. “We’ll figure this out together.”

But as days passed, the weight of their longing clung to them. Michelle began to withdraw, often lost in her thoughts, while James found himself standing on the precipice of helplessness. They navigated the jagged terrain of grief, each step painful.

One evening, after a particularly quiet dinner, Michelle stood by the window, her mind racing. “What if we looked into adoption?” she suggested suddenly, the thought feeling both foreign and liberating.

James turned, his expression one of surprise. “Are you sure?”

“I don’t know,” she admitted, feeling a flicker of hope. “But I want to turn this pain into something beautiful. I still want to be a mother, even if it’s not in the way we imagined.”

And so, with tentative steps, they began to explore this new path together. They spent hours in discussions, researching adoption agencies, attending workshops, and meeting with other couples who had found strength in similar journeys. Each shared story helped stitch their hearts back together, piece by piece.

Through the process, Michelle and James rediscovered their love in ways they hadn’t expected. They learned to communicate more openly about their fears and vulnerabilities. They shared tears, laughter, and moments of deep introspection as they navigated this complicated journey, finding new depths to their relationship.

Michelle pick up the phone… 0…7… “Hello Michelle, how are you doing?” Asked the voice down the other end of the phone. “Candy, ……” Michelle broke down in tears… “I can’t carry or conceive a baby of my own” she cried at Candy down the phone. “Oh honey, I’m so sorry, you know if there is anything Mike and I can do, we will stand beside you and James!”

“I know Candy, but I feel lost, I have no idea where my life will lead! James and I have said ‘in passing’, about adopting a child.” “You would be brilliant as a mum, you don’t have to carry a child to give it the love it needs, and you two would make amazing adoptive parents.” Candy tried to comfort Michelle.

“I need to do something to take my mind of this doom and gloom. James and I have gone a while without so much as talking to each other, yet the thought of adoption forced us to speak again.”

M: “Are you aware if any parties going on? I know it’s not ideal, but I think I need to let my hair down after all this trying and not getting anywhere.!”

C: “Michelle, that’s not the answer, but why don’t you and James come and stay with us for the weekend, let’s go out for dinner, have a drink or two and chill out a little.”

M: “I’d really appreciate that, Thank you. Sorry for forcing an invitation like this!”

C: “It’s no problem, it’s what friends are for.”

Candy and Michelle have been friends for a long time, Candy left school, and Michelle was the only person who talked nicely to her, at the first job she ever had. She was a team leader, and was willing to show Candy how the job was done, rather than dump her in the deep-end and expect her to know the specific ways to do whatever task it was that needed doing.

Candy loved Michelle, yet they drifted apart a little until Candy needed a receptionist in her own business. She knew Michelle was looking for a job, and knew she could do the job too.

Michelle always told Candy that she wouldn’t be able to stay working with her for a long time but appreciated being given something to do while she was married to David, who tried to keep her locked indoors and flood her with kindness, and always providing for her. Yet, that wasn’t what Michelle wanted.

After 2 years for working with Candy, they parted ways, but always staying in touch while Michelle tried to setup up her own business venture.

“Michelle, I love you and will always support and help you. You are always welcome to come and stay… I need to let Mike know this evening though.”

“That’s ok – let me know if he is ok with me staying for a couple of nights, please, if not, don’t worry.”

“I’m sure it will be fine she said to Michelle!” and ended the call.

“Mike, I hope you don’t mind, but Michelle will be coming to stay this weekend with us, she’s a bit down after finding out she can’t conceive.”

“Oh shit, really… that’s ok – I don’t mind – erm… is James coming with her?” Mike asked

“I guess so, why?” “Well, he was going to be your man friend who you could fuck while I was working away, don’t you feel like this is a little awkward?” he said.

“Kind of, but so many months have gone past and he is in a relationship with Michelle. I think it will be ok.” She responded.

“Michelle, Mike’s ok with you guys coming and staying with us for the weekend.” “Thanks Candy, See you on Friday night – is that ok?”

“Yes – see you then”.

It was a crisp autumn weekend when Michelle arrived at Candy and Mike’s house in Nottingham. The leaves danced in shades of amber and crimson, the kind of vibrant colours that made one feel alive. Michelle, a close friend of Candy’s, needed a little rest and time away from the darkness that was engulfing her after being told she couldn't conceive.

As Michelle stepped into the warm embrace of their house, a wave of nostalgia hit her. The scent of Candy's homemade apple crumble wafting through the air. Mike emerged from the kitchen; a towel draped over his shoulder and greeted her with a warm hug. “It's so good to see you! Where's James?” he said, beaming.

“Too long, Mike! And Candy, I missed you so much! James had to work this weekend, or so he says.” Michelle exclaimed, wrapping her arms around her friend. They settled down for dinner, laughter filling the air as they reminisced about their previous antics and late-night sessions they loved to have. Over mugs of steaming cider, the conversation flowed easily, punctuated by occasional bursts of laughter and playful teasing.

As night descended, they gathered around the fireplace, its crackling warmth inviting them to sink deeper into their couches. Mike suggested they play some board games, and the competition turned fierce, with Candy and Mike teaming up against Michelle. The evening wore on, and eventually, the conversation shifted, becoming more personal and introspective.

The trio were playing monopoly, and as the night wore on, and the cider went down, the game was swapped for the Adult-opoly version which Mike and Candy had in their toy cupboard.

Candy knew that Michelle would probably want something to take her mind off things, and the game with Mike playing it too seemed to make so much sense.

Before they opened the game board, Michelle spoke to James, who had finished work for the weekend and was on his way to Mike and Candy's. "I will be there in about 45minutes baby!" he told her.

Michelle wanted to get ready for James arriving, she wanted sex to be fun and exciting, as it was when they first met in the hotel, and while they were in Ibiza, but she also didn't want it to be about conception.

A gentle rain pattered against the windows of Mike and Candy’s cosy living room. The dim light of the table lamp cast a warm glow over the room, creating an inviting atmosphere. On the coffee table, a brightly coloured board game lay waiting. 'Adultopoly', a cheeky twist on the classic Monopoly, which promised a night of fun, laughter, and perhaps a few surprises.

Mike and Candy had invited their good friends James and Michelle over for the weekend to help them rest and relax. The two couples had been friends for a while, their bond strengthened through shared experiences, laughter, and the occasional drama. Tonight, however, they planned to shake off the week’s stress and enjoy some light-hearted competition.

“Alright, everyone! The rules are simple,” Mike said, holding the box up as he spread out the game board. “We land on properties and buy them, just like regular Monopoly. But instead of houses and hotels, we earn adult points for all kinds of fun activities.”

“Fun activities? Like what?” Michelle asked, raising an eyebrow playfully.

“Oh, you know… things that might involve a bit of adulting,” Candy teased. She waggled her eyebrows, and the others laughed.

“Let’s just say the game is a mix of life’s responsibilities and, uh, opportunities,” Mike explained with a smirk.

As they set up the game and distributed their player pieces—Mike took the top hat, Candy the high heel, James selected the car, and Michelle chose a playful cat—they exchanged banter and laughter. Every player felt the excitement of competition buzzing between them, underscored by nostalgia for simpler times.

Candy was the first to roll the dice and moved her piece across the board, landing on “Take a Relaxing Bath.” She laughed, earning herself some Adult points while the others groaned playfully. “Life goals,” she declared, holding her points up proudly.

James countered by rolling a double and landing on “Eat Your Veggies.” “Two points for me!” he gleefully claimed. “I’ve had enough kale this week.”

The game continued with playful jabs and challenges. Mike landed on a space that required him to do a karaoke challenge, and with mock reluctance, he belted out an off-key rendition of “Livin’ on a Prayer,” while the others sang along, creating an impromptu concert in the living room.

After a few rounds, the stakes rose when Michelle landed on “Share an Embarrassing Story.” “Alright, I’ll go. Remember that time I thought I was good at cooking…” she began, before recounting the infamous incident of her overcooked lasagne that had turned into something resembling paste. Peals of laughter erupted as she animatedly described rescuing her cat from the scene of the culinary crime.

As the night progressed, the challenges became more ridiculous. Candy found herself in a battle to give her best “model walk” across the living room floor, while Mike struggled to balance a pillow on his head as he spun in circles. Amidst the laughs, they all remarked how good for the soul it felt to let loose after such a stressful week.

At one point, James landed on “Give a Compliment to Everyone.” He turned to Candy and said, “Your ability to make everyone feel welcome is incredible.” He moved to Mike: “You’re one of the most loyal friends I could ask for.” And when it came time for Michelle, he paused with a twinkle in his eye. “And, Michelle, you’re the best partner in crime a guy could ask for.” She rolled her eyes, but a smile crept across her face.

Finally, it was approaching midnight, and the game ended in chaos as Mike declared victory, albeit with a slim margin over Michelle, while Candy and James faked outrage. As they packed up the game, they reminisced about all the funny moments and whispered oh-so-serious strategies they had concocted, all while teasing each other about their less-than-perfect performances.

“Next time, we should add more challenges,” Michelle suggested as she poured everyone another round of drinks. “How about an ‘adult scavenger hunt’?”

“Or ‘truth or dare’,” James chimed in with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Candy winked. “As long as I don’t have to put my culinary skills to the test again!”

With promises of more game nights, more laughter, and the deepening of their bond, the friends settled in for one last round of teasing, knowing that it wasn’t just the game that mattered, but the joy of being together, sharing stories, and relishing life’s little moments.

Outside, the rain continued to fall, but inside, the warmth of friendship enveloped the room—vibrant, real, and utterly irreplaceable

“Remember our endless talks about love and relationships?” Candy mused, her gaze flickering to Mike, who sat beside her, an affectionate smile on his face.

Michelle chuckled, “How could I forget? We had it all figured out back then. Yet here I am, single and still trying to navigate this crazy world.”

James looked horrified "When did you decide you were single?!" he asked.

Mike chimed in, “You’re amazing just the way you are, Michelle. It’s all about timing and James is the perfect man for you.” He reached over and squeezed her hand, a gesture of comfort and friendship.

Feeling the closeness between them, Michelle felt a wave of vulnerability wash over her. “Honestly, I guess I came here to find clarity. I’ve been feeling a bit lost lately. In fact, both James and I have been feeling a bit lost."

The atmosphere shifted slightly, laden with unspoken emotions. Laughing off the tension, Candy suggested they share old secrets and dreams instead. They spent hours telling stories, their voices blending with the crackling fire. Michelle felt a sense of warmth, both from the fire and the deepening connection with her boyfriend and her friends.

As the night grew late, they decided to head to bed. Mike, always the practical one, suggested they combine beds to make it cosier, not wanting anyone to sleep in the cold, drafty spare room. “It’ll be fun!” he insisted. With laughs and playful nudges, they all agreed.

As they settled into the expansive bed, warmth enveloped them. Mike lay on one side of Candy, while Michelle snuggled up against her on the other with James behind her. The lights dimmed, and their animated whispers dwindled to soft giggles. An electric energy filled the air, an undeniable chemistry that had been hinted at throughout the evening.

In the dark, Michelle could feel James's presence, a comforting strength beside her. As she lay there, the intimate atmosphere thrummed with uncharted territory. It was both thrilling and terrifying. She glanced at Candy, who seemed serene, but Candy’s eyes opened, locking onto Michelle’s in a shared moment of understanding that went beyond words.

Without overthinking it, they inched closer, the playful spirit of the night swirling into something deeper. Mike, sensing the shift, turned toward Candy as James Shuffled closer to Michelle, a confident smile gracing his lips as he looked at Candy. “Well, why not take a moment to enjoy this?” he suggested, his voice low and inviting, slicing through the stillness.

The foursome shared a glance that spoke volumes, and before long, playful touches turned electric. It was a dance of curiosity, a leap into the unknown fuelled by months of friendship and a magnetic pull they didn't think they would acknowledge again. Boundaries blurred, laughter turned into gasps of surprise, and a sense of unity enveloped them.

As dawn broke, casting golden rays through the window, they found themselves tangled together, every heartbeat echoing the thrill of adventure and the comfort of familiarity. Morning light streamed in, illuminating a scene that felt at once wild and safe, bound by friendship and something inexplicably deeper.

The weekend unfolded in a blend of laughter, intimate moments, and a quiet understanding that things had shifted. By the time Michelle and James packed their bags, they all felt, re-connected by a shared experience that would forever strengthen their friendship.

When it was time to say goodbye, Michelle and James hugged Candy and Mike tightly, whispering, “Thank you for a weekend that awakened my spirit.” Mike pulled her in for an embrace, a warmth that signalled the bond they all shared.

As Michelle and James stepped out, the leaves crunched beneath their feet, echoing the promise of new beginnings. She glanced back at the house, a sanctuary of memories and newfound closeness, knowing she would carry this moment within her heart long after she left.

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By *ikeEx OP   Man 21 weeks ago

Near Alfreton, Derbyshire

Book2 – Chapter17 – Candy and Andre.txt

Book2 - Chapter17 - Candy and Andrea

Candy lay in bed, the soft morning light filtering through the curtains and casting patterns on the sheets. With a sigh, she pushed the tousled hair from her face, mindful of the way it tangled in her blankets. The past two years of her life had been a tantalizing whirlwind, one that she had navigated with both joy and trepidation.

She glanced at her phone, half-expecting a message from Andrea. They had agreed to meet later that evening, a secret rendezvous hidden in the folds of their complicated lives. Mike, her husband, was aware of her affair; in fact, he accepted it as a part of their marriage, negotiating the boundaries of their unconventional arrangement with surprising maturity.

Candy and Mike had been married for several years, a stable, comforting foundation. Yet, within those walls of commitment, Candy felt something was missing, a spark that drove her to explore her desires further. Meeting Andrea with Mike in the coffee shop in Derby two years ago had opened her eyes to a different kind of intimacy, one that was intoxicating and fraught with complications.

Andrea was everything Candy found alluring confident, adventurous, and supremely comfortable in her own skin. Their initial encounters were laced with thrilling secrecy, a passionate affair that sparked a deep connection between them.

Despite the thrill of it all, Candy's heart ached at times. She loved Mike more than anything and anyone in the world, and their life together was filled with laughter, love and joy. He was her rock, her safe place. But as she navigated her feelings, it became increasingly clear that her heart didn't fit neatly into any one category. She cherished the love and passion she shared with Mike, while also embracing the affection that Andrea ignited within her.

As the day wore on, Candy kept reminiscing about their last encounter at Andrea's flat, blissfully away from prying eyes. In that enchanting space, they had explored each other as if they were the only two people in the world. The scent of lavender lingered in the air as they shared laughter and whispered secrets, intertwined under the weight of their shared affection.

Later in the evening, as she prepared for her meeting with Andrea, Candy felt a mix of exhilaration and anxiety. They were stepping into a fragile dance, balancing love and loyalty, pleasure and duty. But tonight, she promised herself, she would focus on the joy Andrea brought into her life. There was a fierce connection between them, a bond that transcended the traditional definitions of love.

Arriving at the café where they had planned to meet, Candy's heart raced as she spotted Andrea seated in the corner, illuminated by the soft glow of overhead lights. She wore a fitted navy dress that hugged her curves perfectly, and her black hair fell gracefully over one shoulder. When their eyes met, a spark ignited between them, the world outside fading into obscurity.

"Hey," Andrea said, a mischievous smile lighting up her face. "I thought you were going to be late."

"I would never keep you waiting," Candy replied, sliding into the booth across from her. They exchanged teasing banter, the warmth of their chemistry enveloping them like a familiar embrace. For a brief moment, life felt uncomplicated, just two women savouring each other's presence.

"Have you thought about what we talked about last time?" Andrea's voice lowered, almost conspiratorial. They had mentioned the possibility of weekends away, exploring places their mundane lives didn’t allow.

Candy toyed with her coffee cup, uncertain. "I want to. But I also worry about how it will change things... with Mike, with us."

Andrea's gaze softened. "I know it's complicated. But don't you think it's worth it? Our time together is special." "But my time with Mike is equally as special too!"

She felt a rush of emotions, the love she held for Andrea battling against her practical concerns. Candy knew she couldn’t ignore the connection they shared, but the reality of her relationship with the one she loved the most 'Mike' always lingered in the background, a looming shadow over their affair.

Candy had to put her foot down, because there was no way Andrea was going to ruin what Candy and Mike had. if it wasn't for Mike being so understanding, she wouldn't be there in the first place.

"Andrea, I'm sorry, but I love the excitement and the connection we have. But my love and devotion will always be with Mike, whatever you think, I will never do anything to destroy what we have!"

Andrea defended. "Ask yourself this question. why did he never join us when we both gave him the opportunity?" "Because I gave me the choice of having you to myself without him being there!"

"Ah. so, he would join us if we asked him to?" she asked "I don't know, so much has happened since, it's not something I have discussed with him for a while." Replied Candy.

"So, he wants you to be with me? and he is happy for that to happen?" "Yes, but in my heart, what we have is perfect for us all."

"Do you want him to join us at any point Candy?"

"Hmmm, maybe? maybe not? I'm unsure" She replied.

"Tell you what... ask him when you see him later"

As they continued their conversation, it became clear that Andrea hoped their bond ran deeper than mere physical attraction. They talked about dreams and fears, hopes and disappointments, weaving a tapestry of their intertwined lives.

Later that evening, as they returned to Andrea's apartment, Candy felt a sense of calm wash over her. The world outside faded as they melted into one another, forgetting the complexities of their lives for just a few fleeting hours. She also felt better for getting so much off her chest by letting Andrea know she wouldn't leave Mike for her.

But as they lay together, wrapped in each other's warmth, Candy started to think about the duality that plagued her heart. She realised in such a short period of time that her love for Mike was much stronger than the excitement she had with Andrea. The boundaries of their lives had been reset and hopefully strengthened, yet Andrea was offering to bring Mike into the bedroom if not to only keep Candy in her life. But for tonight, she allowed herself to focus on the girl-on-girl excitement from someone who she believed understood her in a way that few could.

It was late. and Candy wanted to go back home to her husband.

she kissed Andrea, said goodnight and started to leave. "Don't forget to ask Mike. It's been a long time since I've had a cock inside me, and Mike's would be perfect!"

Candy arrived back home, "Had a good evening, babe?" Asked Mike, "How's Andrea?"

Candy turned around, a playful smile on her lips. “I have an amazing evening, Andrea loved it too. In fact, she mentioned something interesting while we were chatting.”

“Interesting how?” Mike asked, his curiosity piqued.

"Well," Candy said, leaning closer, "we were talking about relationships and exploring desires. And Andrea said something that made me think. She suggested that, sometimes, two can be more fun than one."

Mike raised an eyebrow. “You mean...?”

Candy stepped back slightly, gauging his reaction. “She thought it would be fun if the three of us could... you know... explore that idea together.”

Mike looked at Candy. "Why now, after two years? You know I have left you two to have your girl-on-girl fun. I wanted that to be for you alone." The suggestion was unexpected, Apprehension washed over him. Candy continued, “I trust you and I trust Andrea. I think it could be something special... if you're interested.”

“Wow,” Mike said, processing her words. “You really mean it?”

Candy nodded, her eyes bright with enthusiasm. “I do. But only if you’re comfortable. It’s our choice, together.”

Candy had been rehearsing the conversation with Mike, she knew that she could hide her concern over what Andrea had said to her.

After a moment of silence, Mike swallowed hard. he couldn't help wondering if there was another reason for the invitation.

"Babe, Can I ask you a question and get an honest answer from you?" "As always honey, I won't hide anything from you!"

"OK, something has changed, Does Andrea want you for herself?" Mike hit the nail right on the head.

Negatively, Candy looked at the ground and responded. "Yeah, how did you know?"

"I got a feeling when you invited me into bed with you two. and it's something I left ONLY for you."

"But you don't work with her anymore, things are different now." She added.

Mike interrupted. "What did she ask of you?"

"She wants me to have weekends away with her, sexy times in places we haven't been before, but it would take more time away from you my love, and I won't do that!" she replied.

"OK babe, then I accept... when are you next meeting up?"

"Not arranged anything, but I will let her know"

Mike wasn't accepting the invitation so he could fuck them both, he accepted the invitation to see how Candy and Andrea were together while he was there, before he asked Andrea what she was playing at.

“Okay,” he said finally, his voice steady. “I’m open to it.”

Candy beamed; her relief was obvious. “Really? That’s amazing!” She hugged him tightly, and as they pulled apart, he could see the excitement dancing in her eyes.

Later that night, Candy sent a quick text to Andrea, letting her know that Mike was open to the idea. A few minutes later, the response came back, and Candy’s excitement only grew. They decided to meet up at a local lounge the following weekend to discuss everything in person and set the stage for what could unfold.

As the date approached, Mike found himself feeling a mixture of nerves and exhilaration. He and Candy had discussed their boundaries in detail, and it brought him comfort knowing they were on the same page. When they arrived at the lounge, Andrea greeted them with a warm smile and an air of confidence that put them both at ease.

The conversation flowed easily, filled with laughter and a hint of flirtation. Candy and Andrea exchanged glances that conveyed a shared understanding, while Mike felt a thrilling sense of inclusion in their dynamic. As the night wore on, plans were made, agreements were established, and excitement bubbled beneath the surface.

When the time finally came for their encounter, everything felt right. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation, and the boundaries that had been set only heightened the connection between them. It wasn’t just about the physical aspect; it was about trust, intimacy, and exploring a new facet of their relationship. although trust, was something Mike seemed to have lost in Andrea.

With every shared laugh, every gentle touch, they forged an experience that was as exhilarating as it was beautiful. In those moments of vulnerability and connection, Mike realized that his love for Candy had only grown deeper, woven together with the thrill of new experiences. Together, they created a memory that would forever bond them in ways they had never anticipated.

As the night ended, they lay intertwined, a tapestry of emotions and shared joy. Mike looked at Candy, her face glowing with happiness, and he felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude.

After they had rested Mike asked. "How many weekends did you want Candy for, Andrea?"

Andrea coughed; she appeared to ch0ke on the question Mike asked.

"Erm, I er., well" She was dumbfounded, "One per month! maybe two!"

"And what are your intentions, because it feels like there is much more than the occasional exciting fun required from you in terms of where my wife is concerned?"

Again, Andrea didn't know where to put her face. Candy was also starting to feel a little uncomfortable with the conversation.

"Mike, I really love her, but I know she is devoted to you, and she wouldn't do anything to hurt you, but if I'm entirely honest, neither would I."

"If this is genuinely the Case Andrea, it is entirely up to Candy, and I won't interrupt, but if you are planning on something a little more sinister, you need to start being honest with her, because I will never forgive you if you hurt her." Mike wanted to tell Andrea that he would destroy her, but he had just fucked them both, shared his cum with them both, and threatening to destroy someone at this stage would be a little premature.

Andrea looked at Mike "I understand. but I do love her!"

Mike and Candy got out of bed, got their clothes on and decided to leave Andrea, in a positive and kind way, giving kisses and hugs as they left.

As Candy got into the passenger seat of the Car, Mike started the engine and drove away. "Ping!" 'I'm Sorry Candy, I will never get between you and Mike, you both mean so much to each other, but you both mean as much to me.

"Mike, It looks like we have an apology, but also a declaration..." Candy said.

"What do you mean a declaration?" Asked Mike.

"I will never get between you and Mike, you both mean so much to each other, but you both mean as much to me." She read from her messages.

"Give her time, I think she has gotten a little attached to you, and Now I don't work there, she's probably just missing me!"

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By *ikeEx OP   Man 21 weeks ago

Near Alfreton, Derbyshire

Book2 – Chapter18 – Candy the Surfer.txt

Book2 – Chapter18 – Candy and the Surfer Dude

Mike and Candy travelled to Tenerife, somewhere they had never been before, simply because Mike and Candy wanted a little Spring-time Sun.

They visited Mount Teide, The Anaga Mountains and Enchanted Forest and even an artistic and Creative workshop for something to add to their relaxation in El Médano.

After returning to the hotel, Mike was propositioned by a beautiful thirty-something year old woman, who was desperate to get in Mike's trousers, but also wanted Candy to be there.

Candy decided, if Mike was to fuck someone, she was going to, but she would fuck someone before Mike did.

Mike agreed, while they discussed over a couple of bottles of wine in the restaurant.

Without realising, Candy had also been propositioned by a Canadian guy a couple of days earlier, who she didn't turn down, but only deferred him to later in the week. the guy always seemed to sit near to them when they had dinner in the hotel restaurant.

Mike set the challenge, even though he knew that it wouldn't take long for Candy to find someone to fuck.

She left her dinner table and went to talk to the guy on the table next to them for a few minutes.

After returning to her table she told Mike, “That’s all set! now go and see if your pretty Lolita is still up to play tomorrow."

"Tomorrow??!! you mean you are getting fucked this evening?" Mike asked.

"Yup, and you are going to watch me and not touch!" Candy demanded.

Mike ordered another bottle of red for the table yet appeared to be the only one drinking it.

But it could not distract his mind away from the fact that the love of his life was about to get fucked by another man right in front of his eyes.

It was to be the beginning (and possibly the end) of a journey of their marital sexual liberation.

Candy ordered a bottle of wine to take to the hotel room as they left the table.

Armed with the Canadian guy’s number, she told him they would meet at her room in a couple of hours, and she would send the room number when they were ready.

To prove his dedication to the cause, he insisted that her “event” comes before his. He pretended to be rational and cool headed, but in reality, he also wanted to test himself, because he suspected she would have a hard time forgiving him if he aborted the mission after organising his own moment of fun. And now Mike was sweating profusely, much more than necessary given the pleasant spring-time temperature of an incoming June evening on Tenerife.

After returning to their room and showering Candy was a fresh as the sea-breeze which blew into the room via the balcony.

There was a quiet knock at the door. Candy welcomed the guy into their room.

Mike handed a glass of wine to him as he chatted idle chit-chat, letting him know they were a swinging couple, but also helping him understand the arrangement.

“Would you like some more wine, Eric?” Mike's wife asked, Mike could sense both nervousness and dedication in her voice.

Eric slowly waved his head to reject the offer before letting out a delayed thank you. He looked directly into her eyes as he replied, and she responded with a fixated gaze of her own.

She downed what was left of her wine before putting the glass on the table. With almost childlike uncertainty she touched his bicep with her right hand and placed the left palm on his chest, where a partially unbuttoned shirt revealed his tanned skin. Eric gently stroked her face before leaning over to kiss her.

The quick glance with which he checked Mike's reaction did not escape his attention. Mike's face remained stone-cold, or at least that was his intention. With a frozen smile, he leaned back into his chair to observe the show.

They were sitting on a spacious balcony overlooking the beach of El Medano; Mike in an armchair and the two of them on the couch. Eric was a dark haired and tan Canadian surfer they had seen for about a week before inviting him over for a session of sex with his wife.

Mike knew nothing about him, in fact neither of them knew anything at all about him, but he truly respected his commitment to the lifestyle of surfing and sex. Especially since he did not seem like a guy spending family money. In his thirty-something years he must have spent considerable time working as a waiter in beach bars around the world to support his surfing passion. Mike admired that.

They shared long kisses while she unbuttoned his shirt. He could tell she really appreciated his firm body by the way she slid her palm up and down his six pack abs several times. It was good that Mike wasn’t insecure about his body, because he was good looking. You could definitely see the difference between his body, shaped battling the waves, and the regular gym rat.

She kissed his neck and chest, and he slid one hand over her breasts to feel them. While removing his shirt, she put one leg over and sat on top of him. They were making out passionately and she grinded against his crotch. Her tongue was deep in his mouth.

“My god, does she look depraved,” Mike thought to himself watching the well-tamed lust He

had known so well go completely feral and unrestrained. The wilderness inside of her shook off the years of marital dormancy. Like a wild beast waking up from a long hibernation.

He took the dress over her head and threw it on the floor, revealing her sexy red underwear Mike helped her choose just an hour before. Eric unhooked the bra like a true expert, removing it to reveal her breasts, much whiter than the rest of her skin. Her nipples were erect with pleasure and arousal. After giving her tits a light squeeze with both hands, he tasted the first and then the other nipple, teasing them with his mouth and tongue.

Mike was mad with jealous excitement. The feeling wasn't new to Him. It as a feeling he both loved and hated at the same time.

He grabbed her ass, still in a sexy red G-String, and squeezed it hard. Lifting a string, he slid his hand in her panties and over her ass. She started moaning louder, so Mike assumed one or more of his fingers slipped inside her pussy from behind.

He spent some time fingerfucking her and Mike could hear his palm slapping against her ass. Then she slowly slid off him to the side. Still making out, she gave his crotch a squeeze with her hand and then, after some fumbling with the zip, she opened his fly and took his cock out.

For the first time in his life Mike was witnessing a scene he knew happened many times before and during his time – His 'love' with another man’s cock. She sighed.

“Wow, what a perfect cock!” she stated with girlish simplicity.

'Well, don’t mind me drinking wine with my, I guess, imperfect cock,' Mike thought to himself.

But he had to admit it was an admirable cock, Mike just had to give him that. Relatively big, although not spectacularly massive, but a nice, very straight shaft with a thick glans (tip).

She landed a couple of thorough licks, stretching them from the shaved balls all the way to his glans and then stuffing as much of it as she could in her mouth. Which was barely half of the thing.

At first, she sucked on it very slowly, but the pace gradually increased. After some time, she found a nice and steady rhythm and just a couple of minutes later Eric started moaning and his perfect six pack abs started contracting.

'The guy seems ready to blow,' Mike thought and, as if she had heard his thoughts, she stopped, gazing directly into his eyes. When she took it out of her mouth the mixture of his precum and her saliva stretched from her lips like a string.

The moment Mike kind of 'always' dreaded had arrived. She took off her panties and threw them behind her back. For the first time since she started making out with the guy, she acknowledged her husbands' presence by looking him straight in the eyes.

Mike knew right away why she did it – They hadn’t re-affirmed the rules on protection, and she wanted to know how Mike felt about it. But he was expressionless, the decision was hers to make.

So, she once again mounted Eric, bareback, but then, instead of taking him inside as he had expected, she pressed his penis against his stomach and started grinding against it with her pussy, rhythmically rubbing her clit against him.

Minutes must have passed in their moaning and Mike's suspense, before she reached back with her right hand, first squeezing his balls, then firmly grabbing his penis. Guiding it from behind, between her ass cheeks and over the asshole, she reached the pussy. Once she found the right angle, she sat on it, and the whole thing snuggly slid inside of her.

The moment Mike saw the surfer guy slide into his wife he felt like something died inside of him and something new was born at the same time. Mike noticed he was breathing heavily with excitement, so he took another sip of the wine. They made out with other people before for fun, but this felt like something completely new, almost as if it hadn't happened in their many years of being together.

This new overwhelming feeling took over him – the ecstatic mixture of arousal, jealousy, even a taste of nostalgia over the innocence they just lost… but somewhere under all that, Mike felt he loved her, and he intensely enjoyed seeing her pleasure in a display unlike any he'd ever seen before.

With the spectacular view of the sunset in the background, Mike drank some more wine while watching his wife fuck a guy on a couch in their hotel room. After some time, they put a couch pillow on the floor, and she kneeled on it on all four.

Eric grabbed her hips and entered her from behind. Fast but constant rhythm of his moves was marked by the sound of wet slapping of his body against her ass. She moaned louder and louder. He wet his thumb with a copious amount of saliva and first rubbed her anus with it, then slid it in. She was creaming and screaming. They were both close to coming.

“Inside,” she told him, “You can come inside, I can't get pregnant.”

The moment later he exploded inside of her. Or to be more precise, from Mike's perspective it looked like he imploded. Once the contractions subsided, they both collapsed on the floor.

Some time had passed before he got up and slowly collected his clothes. Mike poured him a glass of wine, which he took with a kind thank you. His wife was still lying on the floor touching herself a bit, breathing heavily. Mike sat next to her and gave her a sip of his wine.

“Are you properly fucked?”

“Almost,” she said “but there’s one more thing”

Mike gave her an inquisitive look.

“Will you reclaim me… please?”

“You want me to take you,” Mike asked and looked at her vagina leaking another man’s cum, “like this?”

“Yes, will you?”

Instead of answering, Mike stood up and walked over to the table. Eric was rolling a joint but froze for a moment as they both followed his reaction closely. Mike took two unlit candles from the table and put them close to her on each side of her body setting the area like a ritual. Mike borrowed Eric's lighter without question and lit the candles. He threw his lighter back to him, and he caught it like a pro. Mike took his shirt off and threw it behind his back.

Mike's wife smiled and he let his trousers and underwear slide on the floor, remaining completely naked. His penis was rock hard. As he entered her, his cock pushed out a small stream of her new lover’s sperm.

Mike hugged her and he kissed the mouth that had so recently sucked a stranger’s dick. The jealousy and confusion were gone. What was left was love, pure love and the complete connection. Candy and Mike slowly and passionately made love while the surfer watched them, smoking a joint. A large moon was presenting itself in the shape of a half-eaten pie and the stars were beginning to appear as well.

After some time, Mike felt that she was close, already trembling with an incoming orgasm. He kneeled and lifted her legs on his buttocks. It was their familiar pose; He knew the curve of his erection would press tightly on her G-spot. He knew her body so well. Mike was reclaiming it.

Eric was standing next to them, and he passed Mike the joint. At first, he was a bit surprised by this action, but then he took a deep drag, even though he hadn't smoked in over 20 years.

“What a bro move,” Mike thought, “this is the type of guy I can really share with.”

Mike closed his eyes and dissolved into the moment. His wife started coming. Instead of some loud porno climax, she started trembling with relaxed pleasure, allowing a long and steady orgasm to take over her body from its very core. After he felt she passed a point of no return, He simply let go and their orgasms fused into one. The two of them fused into one. It felt amazing. It felt right.

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By *ikeEx OP   Man 21 weeks ago

Near Alfreton, Derbyshire

Book2 – Chapter19 – Bad Day Stress.txt

Book2 - Chapter19 - Bad Day Stress Relief

"Cough, Cough, Ch0ke..."

Gluck... Gluck... Gluck... Gluck... Gluck...

"Ooooooh, you like this, don't you honey, hey?" she said with in-between taking mouthfuls of Mike!

After a long day of navigating frustrating IT issues mainly caused by the lack of customer information, and the lack of skilled resources to complete the tasks, Mike arrived home with a heavy sigh. The warm glow of the kitchen light spilled into the hallway, and as he stepped inside, the rich aroma of dinner wafted toward him, momentarily lifting his spirits.

“Hey, honey,” Candy called from the kitchen, her voice bright and welcoming. She was bustling around, plating what looked like a delicious pasta dish. Mike couldn’t help but smile at her energy; she always knew how to make their home feel warm and inviting, yet Candy had a full-time business of her own to run too, regularly completing shifts of a minimum of 14hrs each day.

“Hey, babe. How was your day?” she asked, glancing over his shoulder.

“It was one of those days,” he replied, running a hand over his shoulder. “Just one problem after another with the 'People!'”

“I’m sorry to hear that. Want to talk about it?”

He shook his head, grateful for her understanding. “Not really. I’d rather just enjoy dinner and forget about it for a while.”

“Good idea. Let’s eat!” she said, leading him to the table.

As they sat down, the table was adorned with a colourful salad and a bottle of their favourite wine. Mike poured himself a glass, savouring the rich aroma before taking a sip. The taste was comforting, a reminder that he was home, away from the chaos of the office.

They shared stories over dinner, reminiscing about their recent vacation and laughing at inside jokes. Candy had a way of making even the simplest moments feel special. Mike felt the tension in his shoulders begin to ease, the warmth of her presence wrapping around him like a soft blanket.

After dinner, as Candy stood up to clear the table, Mike caught her hand. “Let me help with that,” he insisted, rising to his feet.

“Oh, you’ve had a long day. I can manage,” she replied with a playful smile.

“I know, but it’s the least I can do,” he said, moving to assist her. They worked together, rinsing plates and stacking them in the dishwasher, their movements synchronized as they fell into a comfortable rhythm.

Once the kitchen was clean, Candy leaned against the counter, crossing her arms with a mischievous glint in her eye. “Now that we’ve conquered dinner, how about we celebrate with a little relaxation?” she suggested, her tone teasing.

Mike raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Oh? What did you have in mind?”

Without answering, Candy took his hand and led him to the living room, where the soft glow of the lamps created a cosy atmosphere. The fireplace crackled softly, casting flickering shadows on the walls. She settled next to him on the couch, leaning in close, the warmth of her body radiating against his.

“Well, I think you deserve a little extra attention after today,” she said, her voice low and inviting.

Mike felt a rush of warmth at her words. It was moments like these that reminded him how lucky he was to have her in his life. They shared a tender kiss, and he could feel all the stress of the day melt away.

Candy pulled back slightly, her eyes locking onto his. “How about a little fun to take your mind off everything?”

He smiled, feeling the tension in his chest dissolve. “I’m definitely up for that.”

She shifted closer, her fingers grazing his arm as she spoke. “You know, I’ve been thinking about ways to help you unwind. Sometimes the best cure for a rough day is a little indulgence.”

Mike chuckled; his curiosity piqued. “Indulgence, huh? What do you have in mind?”

With a playful smirk, Candy leaned in again, her breath warm against his ear. “How about I give you a little extra attention right here on the couch?”

A thrill ran through him at her suggestion. “Now that sounds like a plan.”

Candy stood up, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she slowly began to unbutton her blouse, teasing him with each movement. The anticipation hung in the air like a sweet promise. Mike watched, captivated, as she revealed just enough to ignite the fire within him.

“Are you ready for a little adventure?” she asked, her voice sultry.

“Always,” he replied, his heart racing.

With a playful grin, she knelt in front of him, her hands gently resting on his thighs. Mike could hardly believe how quickly the stress of the day faded away, replaced by a rush of excitement. Candy looked up at him, her eyes filled with affection and mischief, and he knew he was exactly where he wanted to be.

She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against him teasingly. The warmth of her breath sent shivers down his spine, and he couldn’t help but let out a soft groan of anticipation. Candy took her time, savouring every moment, and Mike felt himself relax further into the couch, letting go of the day’s worries completely. But Candy wanted Mike to stand, she wanted to make sure she wasn't limited in what she was about to do for Mike. She waited for him to stand in front of her, before she would kneel. She began tussling his belt and his trouser button and zip before letting them slide down to his feet. His underwear was teased and encouraged to fall the same.

Mike stepped out of his trousers and underwear, providing full access to the contents which had been hidden during dinner.

Candy primarily sucked while the foreskin of Mike's cock was pulled up and over his head, intermittently pausing to stroke his foreskin back and forth, nibbling the excess foreskin between her lips.

Gently running her tongue inside the foreskin and around the head of his penis.

Occasionally, she would take his head into her mouth apply gentle suction, running her tongue around it, and then pulling it out while still applying suction.

Each time she pulled it out, there was almost a little "popping” sound, much in the same motion as if she was smudging her lipstick together and ending with the smack of her lips.

Candy was being exceptionally careful with her teeth. Mike wasn't one for being overly rough while having his cock sucked, yet he would happily ask for it or be grateful if oral was on the cards for him. As she was sucking and bobbing, Candy curled her lips over her front teeth and curled her tongue into a taco shape contouring his penis, while protecting it from her back teeth. She knew this was important when she was deep throating Mike. As she slid his dick to the back of her throat, she added more pressure until it popped down into her darkness.

Because Candy had her hands free, she loved playing with Mike's balls, they were always sensitive and needed a gentle touch. She decided to take his shaft out of her mouth and to focus more on licking his balls. Making small concentric circles with her tongue, while stroking his cock with the other hand. Candy loved to take each testicle into her mouth and ever so gently suck, while running her tongue around them. While she was in full sucking mode, she would take his "sack" in the space in between her thumb and forefinger, up behind near the base where it's connected, and close her thumb and forefinger as much as possible without squeezing, With Mike, she would try to close and touch her fingers each time she played with him. Candy would use her other three fingers, applying gentle pressure strumming her fingers over and over as though she was milking a cow. She did this periodically through-out the blow job while she had a free hand.

While sucking she used one hand to stroke along with occasionally to use your hand as an extension of her mouth, stroking up and down vertically while also going back and forth horizontally in semi circles, clockwise coming up, counterclockwise going down.

Candy started by licking and sucking his balls, making sure Mike was fully hard, before cupping them and sucking his cock, slowly at first before picking up speed. She would never race to make him finish but would always use her hands to stroke his cock, and massage his balls, rotating her head from side to side, Candy would always put a different, yet personal spin on it.

Mike was getting closer to cumming, Candy began to pick up speed, Suction, stoke and massage, and as he starts to cum., she would slow a little as he came, but would never stop. As Mike would cum, Candy would take him all the way into her throat popping him further down than when she started. She found it was less messy taking the load in her mouth and throat, but she loved Mike finishing in any hole of hers it made her feel empowered and in control of the man she loved so dearly. While he came, Candy focussed her attention on the underside of his head with her tongue and bottom lip.

Mike spurted lashings of his warm cum down Candy's throat, causing her to ch0ke and cough a little bit. Candy still hadn't finished, even though Mike had cum, she would begin sucking again, slowly and more gently than before, for a few seconds. Pulling up and gripping the base of his shaft with her hand and stroking upward applying pressure, she would squeeze every last drop of cum out of him, like a toothpaste tube. She sucked again for a few more seconds, until Mike started to squirm uncontrollably begging her to stop.

Candy would always enjoy herself while sucking Mike, it made her wetter the more she did it. Her eye contact, moans, dirty talk and gagging now and then, helped to bring Mike to the boil every time.

If Mike had cum in Candy's mouth and not throat, she would leave a little cum in her mouth to either dribble onto her delicious tits and play with it, or kiss him, passing it back for him to taste and feel the texture.

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By *ikeEx OP   Man 21 weeks ago

Near Alfreton, Derbyshire

Book2 – Chapter20 – The Little Thin.txt

Book2 - Chapter20 - The Little Things

Mike pulled into the driveway, the Hilux rumbling to a stop. He glanced up at their modest home he and Candy had built their lives around. The porch light flickered on as he cut the engine, signalling her awareness of his arrival. But tonight, the light didn’t feel warm—it felt like a lighthouse beacon, guiding him toward a storm he hadn’t prepared for.

The door creaked open before he could even grab his Laptop, and Candy stood there, her shoulders slouched, her face a portrait of fatigue. Her usual cheerful demeanour was absent, replaced by an exhausted sigh as she leaned against the doorframe.

"Hey, Honey" she murmured, offering a small, tired smile.

"Hey yourself," Mike replied, setting his Laptop bag down and stepping toward her. "Rough day?"

Candy nodded, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. "One of the worst. Deadlines, phone calls, the car wouldn’t start this morning... it just piled up."

Mike pulled her into a gentle hug, letting her rest her head against his chest. "I’ve got you," he said simply. She melted into him, her breath hitching as if the weight of the day threatened to pull her apart.

"Go sit down," he said softly. "I’ll take care of dinner tonight."

Candy looked up, her expression half grateful, half reluctant. "You already worked a full day too—"

Mike pressed a finger to her lips, shaking his head. "This isn’t about me. Go."

She relented, shuffling into the living room and collapsing onto the couch. Mike watched her go, his mind already racing through how he could make her night better.

Half an hour later, the kitchen was filled with the scent of garlic and rosemary as Mike started with the sausages in the pan. He knew Candy's comfort food like the back of his hand, and tonight called for her favourite: Simply, Sausage, Mash, vegetables with onion gravy.

When he carried the plates to the table, Candy’s eyes widened. “You made this? On a weekday?”

“Of course. You’re worth it.” He grinned and pulled out her chair, waiting until she was seated before he sat across from her.

They ate in comfortable silence, the soft clink of silverware on porcelain the only sound. Slowly, Mike saw the tension in her shoulders ease, her smile returning in small bursts as she told him about her day in between bites. By the time they finished, her laughter was back, and she looked lighter.

After dinner, Mike took her hand and led her upstairs. She raised an eyebrow. "What now?"

“You’ll see,” he replied with a wink.

He guided her into their bedroom, where he had lit a few candles and turned on her favourite playlist—soft acoustic melodies that always soothed her. On the bed lay a fluffy robe, her favourite lavender lotion, and a heating pad.

Mike motioned for her to sit on the edge of the bed, and she obliged, curiosity glinting in her eyes. He knelt before her, gently removing her shoes and massaging her feet. She sighed, leaning back on her hands.

“You don’t have to do all this,” she whispered, though her voice betrayed how much she appreciated it.

“I want to,” he said, looking up at her. “You deserve to be taken care of, too.”

He worked his way up, massaging her calves, her arms, her hands. He didn’t rush, didn’t skip over a single spot of tension. He listened to the way her breath slowed, the way her body relaxed under his touch.

“Thank you,” she said, her voice thick with emotion. “For everything.”

Mike helped Candy take off her robe revealing her nakedness underneath.

He kissed her lips and held her tightly. while he kissed her, she teased his head so it was lower than her waist. she laid backwards on the bed and let Mike provide the ecstasy and comfort she had been longing for during the day.

Mike Began by kissing the inside of her thighs, first one, then the other, slowly moving closer to her pussy. Gliding his tongue along her labia, avoiding direct contact with her slit. He spread her labia apart and took in the view. Candy's 'now' erect little clit protruding from its hood, the entrance to her love tunnel, the essence of her womanhood made for sheathing cock. He Gave her clit a light flick of his tongue, and then another to hear her moans and groans of approval. She arch her pelvis slightly upward for more. Eventually turning to circling her clit with his expert tongue. He started to give her even more pleasure and slipped a finger into her pussy. Letting her feel it sliding in and out of her, finger fucking her. Letting her feel it curling up along the frontal wall of her pussy to probe at Candy's G-spot. All the while continuing the assault on her clit with his tongue.

He sucked on Candy's clit, taking it into his mouth and sucking on it like a gum drop. He Removed his finger and darted his tongue in her to lap her freely flowing love nectar from the source. Alternating his tongue on her clit, and his tongue in her pussy, tongue on clit, tongue in pussy. When Candy goes over that edge and her orgasm races through her body, Mike knew to accept it as a natural reaction when she starts to grab his head, holding it firmly in place as she grinds her soaking wet pussy all over his face.

When Candy starts begging for his cock, begging for him to fuck her, Many times when she needs stress relief Mike would ignore her pleas and just continue his oral magic on her pussy and clit. Candy found it a little frustrating that Mike didn't fuck her straight away, but she knew she would eventually have his cock in her. Mike takes her to another orgasm, now another, he starts to move between her legs to fuck her. Candy knows she will be cumming all over his cock very soon after he enters her.

Mike begins to slide his shaft deep into her pussy, feeling her stretching, feeling her tightness around his cock as he plunges into her wet pussy.

Mike is perfectly shaped, hi curves up slightly, so when he enters her, he started to tap against her G-Spot.

sliding in at a steady and rhythmic pace, Mike squeezed Candy's nipples and breast as he fucks her hand and deep.

the sensation on the tip of his cock is warming, and tingling, both of which add to the pleasure and excitement of fucking this beautiful creature.

Candy Begins to moan even more, louder and groaning.. feeling her start to get warm, feeling the warmth rise from her calves, through her thighs, rising through her entire body. as the 'chill' hits her breasts and nipples, a fragrant delicious squirt is released from her, causing her to moan even more.

Her legs slightly shake as another jet of warmth leaves her body, this time with more force and it his Mike, covering his shaft as he is still pumping himself deep into her.

She struggles to move, yet manages to wrap her arm around him, pulling him in to kiss her as she starts to shave violently with the climax.

He kisses her, hard, fast and heavy on the mouth, touching tongues as she continues to cum.

Mike stays silent, but he knows he is cumming, yet he doesn't want to announce it.

He picks up pace, knowing candy is still high from the orgasm, one after the other, a string of 4 in succession, the juices from her are now running, making the bed saturated and Mike's thighs and groin wet through.

Mike looks at her while kissing and thrusting deep inside her, without warning, Mike cums his warm ejaculate deep into Candy. holding his hips in position as he pumps more and more inside her.

Candy is now shaking so hard, her ass is twitching, beckoning any of the juices she has excreted to run into her tight hole.

Mike released his grip, he untenses from Candy and withdraws, watching his cum, mixed with Candy's flowing juices, run onto the bed.

"Oh my god! That was amazing. I want this to happen forever. will you keep doing this to me?" as her eyes closed, Candy was tired after cumming.

Mike smiled, brushing a kiss against her forehead. “Always, Candy. Always.”

And as she drifted to sleep, her face peaceful for the first time all day, Mike felt a deep satisfaction in knowing he’d helped ease her burdens—even if just for one night. Sometimes, he thought, it really was the little things.

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By *ikeEx OP   Man 21 weeks ago

Near Alfreton, Derbyshire

Book2 – Chapter21 – Working Again!

The quiet hum of the kettle filled the kitchen as Candy Overclock leaned against the counter, her fingers tapping idly on the surface. Her long hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail, a few tendrils framing her striking face. The morning sun filtered through the blinds, catching the light freckles that dusted her cheeks. She wore a fitted jumper and jeans, comfortable but flattering, and though she looked relaxed, her mind was anything but.

Mike Exsolver, her husband, had left for his month-long work assignment just over a week ago. As much as she loved him, the distance always left her restless, longing for the weight of his presence, the heat of his touch. He’d been away before, but this time felt different. Candy couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but the days felt longer, and the nights, lonelier.

To stave off the silence, Candy had invited Andrea over. Andrea was a friend. A gorgeous, free-spirited sexy black-haired friend with an infectious laugh and a knack for turning any dull evening into an adventure. They had grown close over the years, sharing secrets and wine in equal measure.

“Another coffee?” Andrea asked, stepping into the kitchen. She was wearing a casual sundress, her golden hair falling in waves over her shoulders. Her bright smile lit up the room as she held up her empty mug.

Candy chuckled, handing her a freshly brewed cup. “You’ll be bouncing off the walls if you keep this up.”

Andrea leaned on the counter, her blue eyes sparkling mischievously. “Maybe that’s exactly what you need. Something to break the monotony.”

Candy raised an eyebrow, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. “And what exactly are you suggesting?”

Andrea shrugged, sipping her coffee. “I’m just saying... You’ve got this big house all to yourself, and I’m here to keep you company. We could do something fun.”

Candy’s stomach fluttered at Andrea’s playful tone, though she quickly brushed it off. “Define ‘fun.’”

Candy and Andrea were into their second year of having many girl-on-girl sexy times together, since Mike introduced them. Nothing was secret from Mike, he knew everything that went on, and on one occasion, he even joined them.

Andrea leaned closer, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. “Anything you want it to be.”

Candy felt a blush rise to her cheeks, but she laughed it off. Andrea had always been a flirt, and Candy knew that Andrea was looking for some more fun for the evening.

Later that evening, the two women settled on the couch with a bottle of wine. The living room was cosy, lit by the warm glow of a lamp and the flickering flames of the fireplace. They talked and laughed, reminiscing about old times and sharing stories about their lives.

As the wine flowed, the atmosphere shifted, growing heavier, more intimate. Andrea leaned closer, her fingers brushing against Candy’s arm as she reached for her glass.

“I'm glad I'm here with you to make sure you don't get Lonely, Candy.” Andrea asked, her voice soft, almost a whisper.

Candy hesitated, her gaze dropping to her lap. “Mike’s gone so much, and when he is here, he’s always so tired. It’s hard.”

Andrea nodded; her expression sympathetic. “You deserve more than that. You deserve to feel wanted.”

The words hung in the air, heavy with meaning. Candy’s breath hitched as Andrea’s fingers trailed down her arm, sending a shiver through her. She looked up, meeting Andrea’s gaze, and saw Andrea's desire for her.

“Andrea…” Candy began, her voice uncertain.

“Shh,” Andrea murmured, leaning in closer. Her lips hovered inches from Candy’s, her breath warm against her skin. “Let me take care of you, just for tonight.”

Candy’s heart raced, her mind a whirlwind of emotions. Candy loved the time she had with Andrea and enjoyed the excitement that came with their arrangement.

Without thinking, Candy closed the distance between them, their lips meeting in a soft, tentative kiss. It was gentle at first, but quickly deepened, fuelled by weeks of longing and loneliness.

Andrea’s hands slid around Candy’s waist, pulling her closer as the kiss grew more passionate. Candy moaned softly, her fingers tangling in Andrea’s hair as she surrendered to the moment.

They spent the night exploring each other, discovering new pleasures and re-learning boundaries they would never cross. Andrea was patient and attentive, taking her time to ensure Candy felt cherished and satisfied as she usually did. Candy let go of her inhibitions, allowing herself to be completely vulnerable.

When the morning light crept through the curtains, Candy woke with Andrea still beside her, a contented smile on her face. Guilt threatened to creep in, but Candy pushed it aside.

This didn’t change her love for Mike. He was still the centre of her world, her rock, and Andrea knew this was the case, Candy had allowed herself to feel alive, to indulge in a side of herself which she enjoyed.

As Andrea stirred, her eyes fluttering open, Candy smiled.

“Morning,” Andrea said, her voice husky with sleep.

“Morning,” Candy replied, brushing a strand of hair from Andrea’s face. “Thank you for last night.”

Andrea grinned, leaning in to kiss her cheek. “Anytime.”

Mike would be home in a few weeks, and life would return to normal. But for now, she let herself bask in the warmth of the moment, a quiet reminder that she was more than just a full-time working wife waiting at home for her husband. She was Candy Overclock, a woman with desires, secrets, with a good understanding of herself.

As the weeks went passed, Candy longed for Mike more and more, no matter how much time she spent with Andrea, it wasn't the same.

Mike was due home anytime soon, Candy washed the bedding, finished the chores she kept putting to one side. Her husband was on his way home.

The glow of the Nottingham skyline filtered through the thick curtains of their home. It was late, the kind of late that turned streetlights into tiny suns and the city into a whisper. Candy sat in the dim light of the living room, legs crossed, one hand cradling a glass of wine while the other rested idly on her knee. Her long hair cascaded in loose waves, framing her face. A face that seemed to have an eternal glimmer, whether it was from a cheeky smirk, her enchanting eyes or reminiscent of the few nights she had with Andrea while Mike was away.

Mike’s key jiggled in the door. The sound brought a familiar flutter to her chest, but she hid it behind a casual sip of wine. He stepped in, tall and commanding, his piercing blue eyes scanning the room as though she might’ve moved the furniture since he’d left. His shaved head caught the faint light, accentuating the sharp lines of his jaw. He was dressed in his usual work attire: dark trousers and a shirt that clung just a little too well to his broad shoulders.

“You’re up late,” he said, his deep voice carrying the weight of the day.

Candy shrugged, swirling the wine in her glass. “Couldn’t sleep. Thought I’d wait up for you.”

He smiled, a small thing that didn’t quite reach his eyes, and loosened his tie as he crossed the room. Sitting beside her, he let out a sigh, a heavy, weary sound that told her everything she already knew. Work had him; it always did.

“You’re working too hard,” she murmured, her tone light but laced with the kind of truth that was hard to ignore.

Mike leaned back, letting his head rest on the couch. “I'm not on my own though, am I?” Mike was referring to the responsibilities Candy had undertaken for her own business, which cost her regular 12-to-14-hour days.

Candy set her glass down and slid closer, her fingers trailing along his forearm. “I know, but When will you have time for me?”

His eyes opened, the vivid blue of them meeting her gaze. “You?”

She smiled, but there was a challenge in it. “When was the last time you really paid attention to me, Mike?”

He sat up, caught off guard by the shift in her tone. “Candy, you know I—”

“I know you work hard,” she interrupted, leaning in so her lips hovered near his ear. Her voice dropped to a whisper. “But you’re forgetting what you’re working for. And I'm concerned about the stresses and us.”

Mike swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing, as her words sank in. She shifted, straddling his lap with a confidence that was equal parts sexy and commanding. The soft fabric of her dress brushed against his thighs, and her hands rested on his chest, feeling the steady thrum of his heart beneath her palms.

“I’m right here,” she said, her voice softer now, more intimate. “I’ve always been here, Mike.”

His hands instinctively found her waist, gripping her as though grounding himself in the moment. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his, teasing him with the promise of a kiss.

“Candy…” he started, but whatever he was about to say was lost as she kissed him. It was slow at first, deliberate, a reminder of all the nights they’d lost to exhaustion and routine. But it didn’t stay slow.

Mike’s grip tightened, his fingers digging into her hips as the kiss deepened. Candy moaned softly against his mouth, a sound that sent a spark straight through him. He stood, lifting her effortlessly, and she wrapped her legs around him as he carried her to the bedroom.

The room was dark, but they didn’t need light. Mike laid her down on the bed, his hands roaming over her body, relearning the curves he’d taken for granted. Candy arched beneath him, her breath hitching as his lips found her neck, her collarbone, the sensitive spot just below her ear.

She tugged at his shirt, eager to feel his skin against hers, and he obliged, pulling it over his head. Candy’s fingers traced the lines of his muscles, marvelling at the strength of the man she loved.

“You’ve still got it,” she teased, her voice breathless.

Mike chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that made her shiver. “So do you.”

He slid her dress up, his hands exploring the bare skin of her thighs. She gasped as his touch sent waves of pleasure through her, but she wasn’t content to let him have all the control. Flipping them over, she straddled him again, her hair tumbling around her face as she looked down at him with a mischievous grin.

“You’ve been neglecting me, Mike, and Andrea has been here to make up for it!” she said, her tone playful but with an edge of seriousness.

“Then let me make it up to you,” he replied, his hands on her thighs, pulling her closer.

And he did.

For hours, they rediscovered each other, exploring every inch of skin, every gasp and moan, every secret pleasure that had been buried beneath the monotony of daily life. Candy, always private about her desires, let herself go, trusting Mike to meet her in the vulnerable, exhilarating space where love and lust collided.

When it was over, they lay tangled together, the room filled with the soft sounds of their breathing. Mike traced lazy circles on Candy’s back, his mind clearer than it had been in months.

“I love you, Candy,” he said, the words heavy with meaning.

She smiled, pressing a kiss to his chest. “I love you too, Mike. Just don’t make me wait so long next time.”

He chuckled, pulling her closer. “Never again.”

Outside, the Nottingham skyline glowed, but inside their home, it was brighter still.

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By *ikeEx OP   Man 21 weeks ago

Near Alfreton, Derbyshire

Book2 - Chapter 22 - Off the Beaten Track

**Part 1: The Pitch**

Mike stood in the kitchen of their cosy Nottingham home, sipping his coffee and eyeing Candy, who was seated at the dining table with her laptop. Her long, beautiful hair was pulled into a sleek ponytail, and her striking features were illuminated by the glow of the screen. She wore a fitted blouse and tailored trousers—her business attire even on her "day off."

“Candy,” Mike began, his deep voice breaking the quiet hum of the room.

“Hmm?” she murmured distractedly, her fingers flying across the keyboard.

He set his mug down and crossed the room, placing his hands on her shoulders. She tensed slightly, then relaxed under his touch.

“Seriously, you’re working again. On a Saturday?” he asked, though he already knew the answer.

"Let's be honest Mike, you work equally as hard, and regular weekends too." she snapped.

Candy sighed, pausing to look up at him. Her blue eyes sparkled, but they also carried the weight of long hours and constant responsibility. “Mike, I run a business. My business doesn’t stop just because it’s the weekend.”

He crouched beside her, his piercing blue eyes level with hers. “Which is exactly why you need a break. I need a break; we both need a break! You’re always so tied up in work that you barely have time to breathe.”

She gave him a pointed look. “If I don’t stay on top of things, no one else will.”

Mike smirked, undeterred. “That’s why I have a proposal.”

Candy raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. “Oh? And what’s that?”

“A camping trip. Just you and me. Somewhere quiet, off the beaten track. No phones, no laptops, no interruptions.”

She blinked, stunned into silence for a moment. “Camping?”

“Yes, camping. You know, fresh air, open skies, cooking over a fire.” He grinned, his boyish enthusiasm shining through.

Candy leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms. “Mike, I love you, but I’m not exactly the ‘roughing it’ type.”

“You don’t have to be,” he countered. “I’ll handle everything, I promise. You just have to show up and let me take care of you.”

She tilted her head, sceptical. “And what about my business? My clients?”

“They’ll survive without you for a weekend,” he said firmly. “Candy, you work harder than anyone I know. But if you keep going like this, you’re going to burn out. This is a chance to unplug, to reconnect—with nature, with yourself, and with me. I have been guilty of late, for neglecting you, and I want us to try and get back on track again.”

Candy hesitated, biting her lip. As much as she hated to admit it, he had a point. She *was* exhausted. But the idea of leaving everything behind, even for a couple of days, felt daunting.

Sensing her hesitation, Mike leaned in closer, his voice soft and persuasive. “Just think about it. A weekend under the stars, no distractions, just us. We haven’t had time for each other in ages, Candy. Don’t you miss that? And if we enjoy it, we will look at Camping in the Lake-District on the banks of one of the many lakes.”

Her resolve wavered as she looked into his piercing blue eyes. She 'did' miss him—missed their closeness, their late-night talks, the way he used to make her feel like the centre of his universe.

“All right,” she said finally. “I’ll think about it.”

‘Although away in the Lake-District on a Lake side pitch sounds surreal.’ She thought to herself

Mike grinned, leaning in to kiss her on the forehead. “That’s all I ask.”

**Part 2: The Decision**

Over the next few days, Candy found herself mulling over Mike’s proposal. She was torn between her responsibilities and the idea of escaping them, even briefly. But she also realised ‘it would be ideal for getting used to a longer journey to the lake district if they were only going to be camping.’

One evening, as she was sorting through invoices in her home office, she glanced at a photo on her desk. It was from their honeymoon from the Lake District section of it. Her and Mike, arms wrapped around each other, laughing in the sunlight. She couldn’t remember the last time they’d looked that carefree.

That settled it. She needed this. 'They' needed this.

**Part 3: Into the British Wilderness**

Two weeks later, Candy found herself standing beside Mike as he loaded their camping gear into the back of their Hilux. She had traded her business attire for a pair of jeans and a pair of denim shorts, sturdy boots, and a cosy sweater, though she still felt out of her element.

“Are you sure we need all this stuff?” she asked, eyeing the pile of equipment.

“Trust me,” Mike said, flashing her a reassuring smile. “I’ve got it all under control.”

The drive took them deep into the countryside, far from the bustling streets of Nottingham. As the paved roads gave way to gravel paths, Candy felt her tension begin to ease. Although the clouds looked a little 'thickening' but Mike checked the weather using the app on his phone and it informed them it would be dry and warm all weekend.

They parked the Hilux in the secluded area off the road and started their walk to the camping area.

When they arrived at their destination, a secluded clearing surrounded by towering trees except with one side of them clearly overlooking the river which was down by a few feet before you got to the river-bank. Mike got to work setting up their tent while Candy explored the area, for some reason, the tent took a little longer than he anticipated, but eventually, it was ready to be used. Candy breathed in the crisp, earthy air, marvelling at the beauty of the forest. She wasn't stupid, and she realised that the camping weekend wouldn't offer any of the creature comforts of home. However, she forgot that the toilets would be using the privacy of the foliage and shovel for burying 'things.' yet, ‘they were here now’, and She trusted Mike.

By the time the sun began to set, Mike had built a fire, and they sat beside it, sharing a simple meal of grilled sausages and roasted vegetables.

“This isn’t so bad,” Candy admitted, sipping a glass of wine from the camping-friendly tumbler Mike had packed.

“Told you,” he said, smirking.

As the stars appeared, Candy leaned against Mike, her head resting on his shoulder. She felt more relaxed than she had in months, the weight of her responsibilities temporarily forgotten.

**Part 4: Rekindling**

Later that night, they lay side by side in the tent, wrapped in a cocoon of blankets. The quiet of the forest was a stark contrast to the hum of the city, and Candy found it oddly soothing.

“Thank you for this,” she whispered, her fingers trailing over Mike’s chest.

He turned to her, his gaze soft. “You don’t have to thank me, babe. I just want you to be happy.”

She smiled, leaning in to kiss him. The kiss was slow at first, but it quickly deepened and gained more passion, years of love and longing bubbling to the surface.

Mike’s hands roamed over her body, reacquainting himself with every curve. Candy moaned softly, her body responding to his touch in ways that felt both familiar and thrillingly new.

“I’ve missed this,” she murmured against his lips.

“Me too,” he replied, his voice husky. “I’m sorry I’ve been so distant. I promise I’ll do better.”

Candy silenced him with another kiss, her fingers tangling in the fabric of his shirt. “Let’s start now.”

The forest around them seemed to hold its breath as they came together, their passion reigniting like the crackling flames of the campfire.

**Part 5: A New Perspective**

The next morning, Candy woke to the sound of birdsong and the gentle rustle of leaves. She stretched, feeling more rested than she had in ages.

Mike was already up, brewing coffee over the fire. He turned to her with a smile, holding out a steaming mug.

“Good morning, beautiful,” he said.

Candy took the mug, her heart swelling with affection. “Good morning.”

As they sat together, watching the sun rise over the forest, Candy realized something. For all her love of her business, she had been neglecting the things that truly mattered. Her health, her happiness, and her relationship with Mike.

“Maybe we should do this more often,” she said.

Mike grinned. “I thought you’d never ask.”

And in that moment, surrounded by nature and the man she loved, Candy felt truly at peace.

"Let's go wandering and take in the views and scenery." suggested Mike.

Candy, even though she was enjoying the peace, accepted that it would be nice to go for a little hike and come back later and snuggle-up together.

Candy had bought a new pair of hiking boots, thick socks and denim shorts which she put on before heading out on the hike.

"Will we need our phones?" she asked Mike. "No babe, we will be ok, leave them in the security of the pickup" He responded.

Candy couldn't help noticing, the clouds from the previous day had come back, thicker and blacker than before, yet Mike's app said the weekend was going to be dry. Even though the previous day was cloudy, it was dry and warm.

Once they had sorted the breakfast camping gear, they made sure everything was packed in the tent before heading off. "A trick I learned years ago Babe. Put your blanket and towel in your sleeping bag. it keeps it clean and dry.

Candy took Mike's advice and they both headed off into the "British Wilderness."

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