A Birthday Treat for My Husband.

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They had stayed the night with Nikki, all bathing together in a Jacuzzi in her studio. Too tired and spent for more sex they had curled up together in Nikki's bed. In the morning little was said about the events of the night before, although Lucy had had to show off her stripes so they could all see the evidence. She had only put up token resistance when Nikki had wanted to take more pictures for her album, but she wouldn't agree to more than a couple of shots.

'That will have to wait for another time' she laughed, 'that is if there is another time! I'm taking my husband back again before he get's too comfortable here in your studio Nikki. Sharing him was fun though!'

It wasn't long before Neil had to travel away again and he took the photograph album with him, now filled with a variety of extra pictures taken during Lucy's caning. Neither Neil nor Lucy had been aware that Nikki had been capturing the evening's events so discreetly. The pictures lacked the composition of the earlier part of the album, but they really brought to life Lucy's caning and subsequent fucking. They were so hot that Neil could hardly turn a page without becoming rock hard. It was something precious and gave him something to think about when he was stuck in his hotel room. Each evening when he called home Lucy chatted with him as he looked at all those pictures of her, invariably coming while she was on the phone.

'I wish you would take me with you on your trips Neil.'

'I'd love to honey, it's pretty lonely out here' I said. 'In fact I'm having such a hard time selling this contract I could do with some help to persuade this guy to sign.'

'What do you mean Neil? How can I help?' Lucy wondered just what he meant.

He didn't really know what he meant. Maybe he was just looking for moral support at first. But then as he looked at the photos an idea began to form in his mind. He hadn't really thought it through, but he raised it anyway.

'Well Lucy, if you want to help you might just have to come out here and be my 'secretary' for a while. You know -- wear a short skirt and show him your legs a bit. Be nice to him.'

'Oh yes!' She said, feigning sarcasm. 'And just how 'nice' do you want me to be?' She giggled a little, provoking him. 'Do you want me to flirt with him? Flash my boobs? Show him my panties? '

She hesitated, thinking. 'Maybe he wants me to fuck this guy. Would he go that far? Would she?' She wasn't sure, but she knew the idea was already turning her on.

'I hadn't really got as far as thinking about that darling.' He said, taken aback at how quickly she had understood. 'Would you like to come over?'

'Well if I drop everything I could catch a flight in the morning -- be with you around midday. Do you really want me to help?'

'I'd love you to honey -- but it's entirely up to you'. His heart was pounding in his chest, wondering if she would come. 'Bring something sexy to wear, won't you!'