Lyndsey Ch. 01 - Nails

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This story depicts acts of infidelity, if this not to your liking, please visit some of my other submissions, otherwise I hope you enjoy.

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Lyndsey was only just now reaping the rewards of her efforts in setting up her mobile beauty treatment business. It was mainly nails and finishes but she covered quite a wide remit including hairdressing when she had also been booked to administer the make up for brides and their bridesmaids. It had been a slog but the fact that her business was getting busier through word of mouth was a source of great pride when others had to spend a small fortune on advertising.

As was the usual custom, whenever she arrived at a customer's house, they invariably asked if they could get Lyndsey a drink. When she first started, she had been touched by the offers and frequently accepted, as time went on though she learnt to pace herself as otherwise she would forever be visiting the next customers toilet -- not that they minded but Lyndsey was somewhat self-conscious of the matter.

Pippa was her latest client and was something of a regular, requesting a visit every two weeks or so and Lyndsey had become accustomed to the lady of the house answering her knock on the front door. This time was different though, the door was answered by a tall broad chested man who smiled down at the visitor and said "Hello. Pippa is on her way down, won't you come in" as he stepped aside and opened the door further.

Lyndsey guessed the man stood about 6 3 but to her slight 5 1 frame he looked like a giant especially when paired with his broad chest and it was him that extended the usual "Can I get you a drink. I was just about to make one for myself."

Normally she would have declined but found herself nodding meekly replying "Great, whatever you are having is fine." She fussed extracting her kit just in time for Pippa to walk in apologising profusely. The young girl looked up just in time to see the reflection of Pippa's husband -- Den, she thought Pippa had said previously -- staring at Lyndsey's butt. Pippa wouldn't have seen as she was facing away but Lyndsey caught the sight unhindered, and it sent a chill down her spine.

Taking her seat, Lyndsey fussed around so that Pippa couldn't see the younger woman's nipples had involuntarily popped out pointing through her T-shirt. Something in the way the man looked at her had Lyndsey's heart beating faster. Yes, she had a thing for tall men but this one was both rugged and had a charming smile, 'Concentrate on the job you're here to do girl' she admonished herself.

Lyndsey had just taken hold of Pippa's hand to start filing the first nail when Den brought them both their drinks. Pippa giddily tilted her head and said "Ahhhh, thanks. You're such a sweetie."

Den smiled at his wife before jokingly saying to Lyndsey "Don't make them too sharp they sting enough when raked across my back" as he retreated from the room to resume whatever he was doing before. For some unknown reason, Lyndsey couldn't shake from her head the image of nails being drawn across Den's broad back -- what had gotten into her? Her nipples refused to go down and between her legs seemed like a samba beat was going on. The more the young woman mushed her thighs together, the more the beat intensified.

At one point Lyndsey needed to get up and reach for a different file. It meant that her butt was facing into the living room directly in view of where Den was sitting and she turned her head slightly so that she could see him out of the corner of her eye and sure enough, his eyes followed her butt every move she made. She had the file she needed but decided to bend down and pretend to riffle through her bag just that little bit more. The move had the effect of making her tight skinny jeans pull even tighter over her butt and once again, she looked in Den's direction as she pulled up and saw him staring hungrily at her rear end.

Now don't get me wrong, it wasn't a case of Lyndsey having an over large butt, it was actually averagely proportioned but the slenderness of her waist and the tightness of her jeans meant that they flared out when they got to her hips and her butt as she was proud that she wasn't some skinny beanpole. Every excuse she could find she was stood up bending down in plain sight of this man that she had only just met. The thought of him being enthralled by her every move made her pulse race even more.

During the conversation between the two women, Den would occasionally chip in the odd comment, and it was during one exchange that Lyndsey confessed that she was going to buy her husband a particular power tool, but she was holding off as her husband wasn't 100% convinced that he would use it. Den walked into the dining room where the two women sat and said "I'm sure once he has tried it, he'll be a fan. I know I was. Seeing as mine is now gathering dust in the garage why don't you borrow it so he can try it out for himself. That seems a better idea than wasting money on something he won't use."

Lyndsey had to agree and nodded saying "Thank you, that's so nice of you."

Once Lyndsey had finished the job on Pippa's nails, the older woman went upstairs while Den ushered Lyndsey into the garage once her kit had been packed away. Lyndsey was impressed with how well ordered the garage was and in time the two stood in front of a shelfing unit filled with various drills, sanders and other gadgets. Den pointed to the top shelf and said in a joking term "There you go help yourself."

Lyndsey stood with her hands on her hips and pulled a face saying, "As if I can reach that high without a foot stool."

Den shrugged and replied, "Yes but it'll make a nice view from my end seeing you reach up there."

Lyndsey's face changed little, and she said "Yes, I've caught you a couple of times looking at my butt. What would Pippa say if she caught you."

Den barked a laugh and replied, "It happens to be a very nice butt indeed" as his hand reached down and caressed the nearest butt cheek through her jeans "and as for Pippa, she'd be just as interested. You see we have a bit of an arrangement where she likes to watch me with other woman."

Lyndsey was rivetted to the spot. She had heard about such things but had never actually met anyone that did that sort of thing. The important thing for Den is she had neither slapped his face or for that matter removed his hand from her butt as he continued to caress the fleshy globes. With nothing left to lose he raised his other hand to her front and cupped her smallish 32C breast through her T-shirt. Her face expressed her shock before but with this new dynamic her mouth gapped in amazement.

The palm cupping the breast worked its way up and Den took Lyndsey's enflamed nipple between his thumb and forefinger, tweaking it determinedly. The best the young woman could do was gasp and tilt her head back; at no point did she pull away or bat his hands away. The reality was that her pussy had been leaking profusely when she thought she was teasing him, now the boot was on the other foot it felt like a dam was breaking down there and all she could focus on was what his hands were doing to her body. This was the body of quite a feisty, strong-willed woman and yet she seemed so meek and mild in this particular man's hands.

Den leant down and mashed his mouth on Lyndsey's who simply followed his lead as he began to move his lips on hers and searched his tongue in her mouth. Den took his hand off Lyndsey's breast -- much to her disappointment -- and took her nearest hand and steered it to his trousers above where quite a significant lump was at the front. While Den returned his hand to her breast, Lyndsey flexed her grip to luxuriate in the feeling of the sheer size of the bulge -- both length and thickness.

The two were still stood in the drafty garage as Den moved his hands once more and this time flipped the button her jeans. His hand wormed down the front of her jeans and slipped inside the leg of her panties, finding everywhere drenched down there. Lyndsey disengaged her mouth and gasped "Oh god" as she sensed his fingers tracing downwards and then tucking inside her. Although she raised herself up on tiptoes the fingers followed her movement and quested deeper. Den's actions had pushed the zipper of Lyndsey's jeans down making access to her easier. He moved his right hand from outside her jeans to inside her panties at the back, continuing to caress the warm soft flesh of her butt. However, this time the fingers progressed further down and as he stooped down, the fingers found her pussy and slipped inside her from a different angle. At this point his left hand moved back up and trapped her enflamed clit between his index and middle fingers alternating and flexing them so that rubbed her clitoris remorselessly.

This was all too much for Lyndsey who tensed and clamped her pussy muscles on the two intruding fingers while her clit danced and flexed on Den's other hand. He extracted both his hands from her panties and Lyndsey started to slump down until Den caught hold of her. Gripping her underneath her armpits he lifted her up as though she were a rag doll and sat her down on the nearby workbench. He then tugged at the waist of her jeans and pulled them down her legs along with her flowery white panties. Without removing her jeans from her ankles, Den splayed her legs apart exposing her pussy to his scrutiny.

Lyndsey was propelled into seventh heaven when Den ducked down and attached his mouth to her sensitive clit. His lips sucked on it firmly while the tip of his tongue bashed the living daylights out of it. Lyndsey was powerless to protest and instead just humped her hips up and down on the workbench as his mouth continued to pleasure her. The two fingers that had so recently been inside her were now back enquiring in her pussy and straight away located her g-spot where he dragged the tips back and forth along the sensitive muscle as his fingers pistoned in and out of her pussy which made a slurping sound in response to the invasion.

It had been less than five minutes since her first climax, and she was hurtling headlong towards the next when she heard a voice behind them making her jump slightly and clasp her pussy muscles around Den's fingers. "I wondered how long it would be before you were hitting on this little minx" said Pippa, visible to Lyndsey just over Den's shoulder. Being caught red handed was unnerving enough but to see the tall full figured older woman dressed in just a revealing lace bodice and stockings sent a shiver down the younger woman's spine. Pippa smiled knowingly saying "Don't worry, my husband and I have an understanding that allows the other to engage in some extra marital sex as long as they either tell the other about it or allow the other to watch. That normally means me watching him as, try as I might, I can't find anyone packing anything close to what Den is." Lyndsey gave an involuntary squeak and meekly nodded when Pippa suggested "It's a bit drafty in here. Why don't we take this little party upstairs to a nice warm bedroom? I suggest you message your next appointment and cancel as you have car trouble or something similar. If I know my husband, he will want to put you through your paces now he has your engine revved up."

Lyndsey then had the surreal experience of being led by the Pippa through her house naked from the waist down -- her jeans had been discarded in the garage -- and then seated on the edge of Pippa's very large bed messaging her next appointment while Den was slurping his tongue over her pussy, all the while being watched by Pippa who was sat in a nearby chair, one leg hooked over the padded arm of the chair, her panties hooked to one side while two fingers had captured her clit and she was pulling firmly on the nub as though her life depended on it.

Lyndsey had been so close to her climax in the garage that it took next to time to bring her back to the state of delirium. The young woman thrashed her head, legs and arms about all the while Den had a firm grasp on her hips while he held them steady for his mouth and tongue to continue to torture the young woman. With a cry of anguish, her climax finally hit and it was a big one. Was it the fact that she had never explored an exhibitionist side before? was it the fact that she was just so desperate to come? or was it just down to Den being a consummate lubber? Whatever it was she didn't care. All she cared about was it had hit, and it had hit big time.

Lyndsey lay back on the bed panting for some time, slowly but surely, she recovered and levered her upper body so she could rest on her elbows. Pippa was in the same position, but Den had stood up facing Lyndsey but to the side so that his wife could see. While Lyndsey recovered, he had removed his clothes and stood with his impressive erection pointed straight at Lyndsey. He was slightly longer than her husband, but it was his significant girth that was focusing her attention. Pippa announced, "I want you to suck my husband's cock now if you don't mind."

Normally with her husband Lyndsey would have minded. She did take him in her mouth, but it was normally at his instance, she rarely did so of her own volition, but this time was different. The column of flesh looked so inviting that the brunette effortlessly leant forward and took the head between her lips. As he entered her mouth further, Lyndsey found herself having to stretch her jaw wider than she'd ever had to do before. Pippa was still sat in the chair but now one boob was exposed, and the older woman was pulling on the rubbery nub, two fingers of her other hand were now shuttling back and forth in her pussy and she was making strange gasping and mauling noises.

Den pulled away from Lyndsey's mouth. She couldn't work out if she sucked at oral sex but then he ordered her "Ok, get your shirt and bra off, get in the middle of bed on your hands and knees facing the window so Pip gets a profile view." The young Mum scurried quickly to comply to him and within moments he had placed the head of his large cock at the entrance to her pussy. She was unsure if she could accommodate him, but she was damn well going to try although she suspected Den wouldn't actually give her any choice in the matter.

Thankfully he took it slow, lunging forward with hips, stopping to pull back and lunging once more to take him incrementally deeper. 'Jeez that's a tight fit' was the first thought that sprang up in her head, a couple of thrusts later it was 'God that's a big cock' followed by 'That's stretching me good' and later -- too late to change things -- it was 'I'm going to struggle to feel hubbie after this one has done resizing me.' It was this last notion that made her come for the third time while she was leant forward groaning loudly into the bed covers.

Den pulled out of her pussy and slumped down in the middle of the bed. Pippa's next instruction to Lyndsey was "I want you to ride him now facing me so I can see his beautiful cock, all slick and wet from your pussy as you slide it along his length." As an afterthought she added "I know what you are thinking. Why do I let my husband fuck other women? It's quite simple really, he would go off and do it anyway and I would have lost the best cock I've encountered. At least this way I get to share it instead of having none at all."

Lyndsey had to acknowledge her logic as she straddled Den's hip, guided the tip of his cock to her pussy and sank down its length to tuck it back where she considered it belonged -- balls deep inside her. A slow rise took all but the head out of her clutching purse only for her to reverse her course and sink down once more. From her seat Pippa could clearly see the moist trail that Lyndsey's pussy was leaving in its wake. The younger woman started to speed up her ride, luxuriating in the way his girth would spread her muscles apart each time she descended on it.

Lyndsey was also presented with the sight of Pippa jabbing her fingers inside herself at an alarming rate. She was half tempted to admonish the older woman in case she chipped the nail polish but figured it would do no good, especially when Pippa gave an anguished whale as her legs started to shake and jiggle. Lyndsey surmised correctly that the dutiful wife had just had her own climax. Lyndsey had to extend her arms back to rest her hands on Den's muscular chest in order that she could put more effort into her riding as she too was getting that familiar tingling deep inside her lower stomach. Pippa suddenly looked over at her husbands strained face and asked the other woman "Are you on birth control?"

Lyndsey could just about manage a few quick nods of her head groaning "Ah-ha" before Den held her hips still, thrust his up and then held still while he grunted and filled her pussy with his load which in turn triggered her final climax of the evening. The young wife collapsed on the bed and curled up while giant fireworks were going off inside her and sparking at every extremity, she had enjoyed a lot of fucks in the past but this one had eclipsed every single previous experience.

Pippa got up from her seat and made her way over to the bed. As the dutiful wife she felt it her role to lean forward and with her mouth bath her husband's cock of the joint secretions coated on it. When she was satisfied with its cleanliness, she guided Lyndsey to lie down and then prompted started to lap at the younger woman's pussy, delving her tongue as deeply inside her as possible to lick up the cream pie her husband had left behind.

Lyndsey found she would do anything to get access to Den's cock. She would go to Pippa house once a fortnight but make sure there were no other bookings afterwards so that Pippa's husband could have his way with the young woman any way he chose to. On a later visit Den would -- after much huffing, puffing and straining -- take Lyndsey's anal cherry. Although it had hurt slightly at the time, subsequent visits ensured she would be thankfully as Lyndsey became something of an ass slut for Den's cock.