If you’ve read the previous four part story regarding Colin & Mark, you’ll remember, that I’d decided to break up with Mark as I wanted to be more committed to Colin. I did actually meet Mark and tell him we couldn’t continue seeing each other, but as a parting gift, I agreed to have sex with him again and it changed everything for me, especially as we had sex twice before he left. 

Colin had been sweet about it all and realised I had feelings for Mark, even giving me the blessing to carry on seeing him. I, however, had a different view and told Colin I wouldn’t see Mark as I didn’t want it to affect what Colin and I had. I tried to convince myself that was the right thing to do, but within 24 hours of saying goodbye to Mark ‘for ever’, I found myself arranging to meet him again without telling Colin. I was being stubborn and didn’t want to admit to Colin, so soon, that I had strong feelings for Mark.

Anyway, a couple of days passed and the day I was due to meet married Mark again arrived. I knew he liked the slutty look, so I got ready with a black leather long sleeve ‘bodysuit’ (with two way full zip from chest all way down and round to lower back to give easy access), a very short black leather skater skirt with full length zip at the front, fishnet holdups, my thigh high boots and a red bra and thong. I’d already showered, waxed, shaved and douched, so to finish off getting ready, I applied eye liner for the first time, to go with the eyeshadow. I felt my eyes looked tarty enough, so I applied bright red lipstick and checked myself in the mirror after putting my long, brunette wig on. 

I sat and waited for Mark to arrive, feeling much better than the last time I was meeting him, when I was about to break us up. At just before the agreed time, I heard his car pull up on my driveway. I waited for him to knock and then opened to reveal myself and my outfit, cocking a knee as if to curtsy. He smiled and lunged forward to grab me in his arms and I immediately felt desired. We kissed like two hopeless lovers and I eventually broke away to close the door. 

‘Mark, I’m so sorry about the other day. I thought it would be easy to break up with you because I hadn’t seen you for ages, but after our last time together, I couldn’t stop wishing I could still see you and feel you inside of me’, I said.

Mark looked at me and replied, ‘I didn’t want to lose you, but I was prepared to as I thought it would make you happy…..’

I interrupted, ‘But it won’t. I want to be your mistress, side piece, bit on the side, and I’m happy to wait for you to be available, as when we get together I feel so wanted and needed’

‘You are, Joanna. I love being intimate with you and exploring your body. I love filling your pussy with my cock and depositing my seed to mark you as mine. And the way you dress just drives me wild, to the point I can’t keep my hands off you’

I kissed him again and took him to the sitting room, and felt him lift my skirt and slap my ass. 

‘Don’t be a polite gentleman, Mark, just use me how you like, because I’m all yours’, I said being undignified 

Mark looked pleased and first wanted to take some photos. I posed the way he wanted, which involved me lifting my skirt, unzipping the body from the back revealing my hardening cock hiding behind my red thong. He also got me to bend over the armchair to reveal my ass, then got me to pose on all fours. 

When he was done, I insisted he was careful and not let his wife find them. He reassured me that they’d be safe. 

He sat in the armchair and pulled me onto his lap. We kissed and his hand wandered under my skirt to fondle my privates as the zip on the bodysuit was still open. I was completely enthralled to be in this position with the man of my dreams taking advantage of me. He continued to kiss my mouth and neck, occasionally playfully nibbling it. I was enjoying every sensation he created and it felt so natural to be with him.  He got me to stand up and he did too, taking all of his clothes off to reveal his gorgeous body and glorious cock and balls. I was desperate to get my mouth around his balls, so I dropped to my knees like a devoted, obedient wife would do, licking, kissing and sucking them, whilst stroking his manhood. I loved the feel and taste of his balls and savoured them in my mouth. I finally made my way up his shaft and then licked the precum from his bell end. He was making the right sounds and his cock was as hard as diamond. He lifted my shoulders so I was back on my feet. 

‘You do that so well, Joanna’, he told me

‘I love your cock and balls and can’t get enough of the taste’, I told him honestly

‘Now, it’s time to claim you again and put my seed in you’

‘There will be absolutely no resistance from me’, I replied with a giggle

I passed him the lube that I’d left in the sitting room. He lubed his cock, then bent me over the armchair and did something amazing, by lubing me himself and used it as an opportunity to explore my anus. I just leant forward and enjoyed it. Then he lifted up my skirt, pulled my thong to one side and started to ease his cock into my pussy. It felt magnificent. This wonderful man was making me his property again. I couldn’t be happier and tingled all over with excitement and lust. He just ploughed away, telling me I was his gurl and his devoted slut. I agreed to both comments and told him I’d do anything he wished. All good things come to a climax and he quickly reached his, pumping his warm, thick seed into me, making me feel grateful for being ‘marked’ by him. He was out of breath and withdrew his cock.  I knew what to do and cleaned him, before quickly grabbing a butt plug from the sideboard to prevent any good stuff escaping. 

I checked myself in the mirror and straightened my hair, zipped up my bodysuit and reapplied my lipstick, then sat with Mark. We sat quietly, with him stroking my shoulder and giving me pecks on the head or cheek. 

After a while, as it was warm, I suggested we take a drink into the garden. Mark dressed and I led him through the dining room out onto the patio, whilst I went to get us a drink. When I returned he was getting comfortable on one of the sun loungers, so I joined him on the other one. We enjoyed the sun and chatted like young lovers, planning future meets and Mark saying he wanted to spend a weekend with me. It was amazing that we were now in this position. As the time came closer to when he’d have to leave, he became more amorous and joined me on my sunlounger to kiss me whilst I massaged his cock. Before long, he had me on my back, unzipped my body and removed my butt plug, then lifted my legs apart to ram his solid member into my devoted pussy. There was no finesse involved, just animal sex, pumping away with us both groaning and kissing, before the inevitable release of his seed to join the earlier deposit. I felt full and extremely pleased. I cleaned him, stroked his shrinking shaft and replaced the butt plug. Then stood as he indicated he was leaving. We kissed, then I walked him to the door and had a long, lingering French kiss before he left. 

I was very satisfied and full of hope for future visits. I went upstairs to change into something a little less slutty. After a shower, I put the fishnets on again and I chose a white bra and thong set, brown leather leggings,  brown ankle boots with a 4” heel and a white satin blouse. I didn’t bother with my wig and just applied lipstick. Although I wasn’t due to meet anyone, I wanted to feel girly whilst I savoured the glow from my time with Mark. If I dressed back in male mode, the vibe would have been ruined.

I pottered around the house doing the various weekly chores, messaged Colin to see how he was and then relaxed for the evening. By now it was a little after 6pm and I was interrupted by a knock at the door. I looked out of the bay window in the sitting room to see a guy stood at the door. I quickly rushed upstairs to get my wig, whilst the door was knocked and the guy pressed the smart doorbell camera. I answered the doorbell camera on my phone and asked who he was,

‘I could be your worst nightmare, if you don’t answer the door’, he barked at me

‘I’m on my way’, I replied nervously and went down stairs to open the door. As I did, he immediately walked into the hallway and closed the door behind him.

‘You look pretty good up close’, were his next words

I stuttered, ‘Sorry, what are you doing here and why have you forced your way in my house?’

‘I’m here because I saw your performance earlier this afternoon. And I want some of the action. I am fitting some wardrobes at a house at the back and saw you from the bedroom window. You’re a proper slut. So, to keep me quiet, let’s have our own arrangement whilst I’m working here’

Trying to appear calm and unflustered, I enquired, ‘And what would that arrangement be?’

‘You dress like a slut and service me each lunchtime’, he said with a nasty grin, ‘Then I keep quiet’

‘Service you? Just a wank?’, I replied

‘No, the full works, blowjob and fucking too’

‘I don’t think so’, I said forcefully

‘OK, you sissy slut, I’ll spread the word about you and you can see who else knocks on your door’

‘Wait, don’t be hasty. Please don’t share my secret’, I quickly interjected, ‘OK, I will do as you ask, but how long are you working here for?’

‘Until the end of next week’, he said smugly as he unzipped his trousers, ‘and you can start now’, as he applied pressure to my shoulders. I assumed the required position on my knees, taking his cock in my hand. He was trimmed, but his cock smelt musty, so after a few strokes of the shaft, I licked it whilst looking up at him and then swallowed his meat. He was in a rush, so he face fucked me and before long, he pulled out to empty is his impressive load over my face and blouse. I cleaned him and scooped up some cum from my face and swallowed it, then I stood whilst he fastened his trousers up

‘What do I call you, apart from slut?’

‘Joanna’, I replied meekly

‘Well, Joanna, we’re going to have some fun’, he said as he kissed me and squeezed my leather clad ass, ‘Make sure you’re dressed slutty tomorrow lunchtime’.

After taking my mobile number, saying he would message me the next day, he left.

I was shocked. I’d been lost in lust with Mark, so hadn’t given any consideration as to whether we could be seen in the garden. I felt stupid and compromised. It took the edge off the nice thoughts I’d been having about my time with Mark. I went to clean up my face and wig and change my blouse for a cream long sleeve top, whilst gathering my thoughts. I returned to the sitting room, wondering how I would explain this to Colin, as he didn’t even know I’d seen Mark. 

Things had just become complicated again.

More to follow. Thank you for reading.

Joanna xx