Part 2.

DPD dropped the parcel off late one afternoon just a couple of days later.  Kate immediately rushed into my office nervously giggling about how ‘filthy’ our new purchase was and the two of us cracking dirty jokes about the effects they could have. I was treated to a try-on session with Kate showing me how filthy they looked from the front and the rear and how easy it was to finger her with them on.  It was filthy.

Two days later and we’d woken up again playing with each other’s bodies and messing around before having a quick but dirty session, culminating in Kate cumming all over my face and tongue before the two of us spooning up together with me as deep inside her that I could possibly get and pouring out as much filthy talk as I could before filling her wet cunt full of spunk. Lovely day to start the day!

Kate went off to shower, and I suddenly noticed the open packaging on the table with the crotchless tights just sticking out.  I also knew that Kate would be running her razor over her cunt lips in the shower and the filth worm in my head started over again.

We had breakfast together before going back to our bedroom to start getting dressed; as Kate hung up her dressing gown and turned to face me with her wonderful body, I already had the tights in my hand. Kate’s eyes locked with mine; we didn’t need words.

My cock was already twitching as she took the tights and slipped them over her legs, her cunt prominently on show, my cock now standing to attention, which bought a giggle from Kate as she watched it grow.  She slipped on one of the skirts that she knows I love to see her wearing, a mid-length sparkly skirt, added a black bra that presented her tits magnificently, and went to add a black short sleeved jumper before I stopped her.

“No.  Wear the black button up blouse please” I said, and straight away she knew why.  Not only was it nicely cut and showed her figure off nicely but, the way the buttons were spaced let her show off s lovely bit of cleavage.  This was topped off with a nice pair of heeled sandals and a smart jacket.  She looked a million dollars. As she stood, she just looked a stunning MILF, if you slipped your hand under her skirt, you’d feel a pair naked sexy arse cheeks or, if you were lucky, an engorged pair of cunt lips.

It wasn’t long before, still wearing my bathrobe, I walked Kate to the door before kissing her bye-bye and sliding my hand up her skirt and running my finger along the length of her cunt lips.  Already engorged and wet.  She pulled my bathrobe open letting my hard cock flop open before opening the front door, wrapping her hand around my cock and wanking it nice and slowly up and down.  Anyone walking by would clearly see my slut wife stroking a nice big cock.  Quickly she bent over, pulled my foreskin all the way back and then kissing my cock head, covering her lips in precum which she liked off her lips in front of me.

“See you later” she smiled.

“Message me when you get there” I replied, struggling to contain my excitement.

Twenty-five short minutes later, twenty-five minutes that felt like 25 excitement-strained hours, I received a message to say that she’d arrived, had parked up and was now heading into The Mall.

What she was unaware of was, since coming up with this idea I’d be speaking to three men on Swingers Heaven who might be interested in hunting down my wife while wearing a short skirt, no nickers and crotchless tights.  We’d be sharing one-to-one messages by WhatsApp – they each knew that there were others involved, but none of them knew who the others were or how many there are involved.

The moment that Kate left I had sent a message to each to say that my wife was heading to The Mall, was wearing a short skirt and stockings (OK, I lied about that bit – sue me!) and that, if they found her they could feel her up if they could find a quiet place to do so. My cock utterly throbbing while I messaged each of the chasers individually; the precum was absolutely running down the shaft of my cock.

Kate seemed to be really enjoying walking around the shopping centre, walking up and down stairs, going up and down different escalators and getting bolder by the minute. Her messages were great to read.

“Just come down the escalator in M&S, stood with my feet together and there were men with their wives looking at the clothes on the ground floor.  Saw one or two of them look up at me”.

The next one even better.

“Just been up a different escalator in M&S, this time with one foot on with step and my other foot on the next step up.  Anyone who looked up should have a clear view up my skirt”.

I couldn’t resist asking.  “Are you nipples standing on end..?”

“Yes”

“Is your cunt very wet”

“Absolutely dripping!”

I tried to persuade her to go into a shoe shop and try and find a male member of staff and to ask him to measure her feet on one of the machines on a fitting stool, but she chickened out.

A few minutes later and the next text.  “Just walked up the central staircase by Boots. I’m sure the man walking up behind me saw everything.  I stopped and bent over to tie the straps on my sandals – he couldn’t have missed looking up my skirt!”

My cock was throbbing and I was desperate to wank it hard and explode a load of spunk, just thinking of my wife flashing her cunt to a complete stranger but decided to wait.

A few more messages flew between us before my wife arrived in John Lewis. I instructed her to ride the escalator all the way to the top and then come straight back down again.

It was at this point that I received a message from Terry to say that he’d look all over and couldn’t find her and that he was now outside Costa Coffee.  I just messaged back HOT; a few seconds later he asked “John Lewis...??” to which he got a thumbs up emoji.  The other two were still looking around in different shops and stores but nowhere near where my wife was.

It took a while, which seemed like ages, for Kate to go up and down the escalator before I told her to go to the shoe department.  At the same time Terry sent me a picture he’d taken asking me to confirm he’d found her; again, I just replied with a thumbs-up emoji.  He replied to say that he was just a few yards away from her and following her around the store. He also commented on how stunning she was.

Once Kate reached the shoe department, I rang her and asked how she was feeling. “Desperate to come home and have you fuck my brains out” was the answer.  I then asked her how busy is the store to which she said it was dead; I asked her if there was a man nearby watching her and she looked around and said yes.  I told her to walk to a quiet corner, which she did, I then told her to stoop down as if she’s inspecting a pair of shoes.  She was still on the phone and said that the man had now moved around so he was in front of her but still several yards away.  Straight away I instructed her “open your legs so that he can see everything…”

There was a momentary lapse until I said “Do as your told. Open your legs.  Let him see your cunt”.

She did as she was told and said that the guy was looking straight at her, had looked side to side to check no one was around, and then had clearly stroked his cock in his trousers.

“Good” I said.  “Is the place still clear..?” I asked.  “Yes” she replied. 

“Run a finger along your cunt lips” I instructed her ”let him see you finger your cunt”.  I knew that she’d been a good sub and she’d done as I asked as she let out a low moan.

“Now, walk over to the ladies’ dresses, find a quiet section and face the clothes rail and have a good close look at the dresses.  Do it now” I said.

Kate stayed on the phone and walked over to the far side of the store.  I messaged Terry and to hold him to follow her and, when she stopped to look at the dresses, to stand up close to her.  Anyone looking over would imagine them to be just another couple doing some shopping.

A minute or so passed before Kate informed me that she was in the corner, that there was no one around and I could hear the scrape of the hangers on the rail as she looked through various dresses.  “Take your time” I said “and try not to make any noise”.

At that, and keeping Kate on the phone, I messaged Terry to check that the coast was clear and to then slide his hand up my wife’s skirt from behind and to gently give her arse a good feel. Straight away I heard Kate take a sharp intake of breath and a soft moan.

Terry didn’t need much encouragement to go further than this and promptly slid his fingers past my wife’s tight puckered hole and along her puffed-up cunt lips.  At this Kate had to stifle a large, guttural moan before telling me. “He’s stroking my cunt. A complete stranger is feeling me up in public!”

Again, I messaged Terry – Slide a finger up into my wife’s cunt, slowly finger fuck her.

Another loan groan from Kate.  “He’s fingering me. In public.  What if we get caught”

“Try and stay quiet if you can baby; keep looking for staff or other customers if you can”.

“Oh my god, that feels so good.  He’s pushing his fingers in and out of me.”

“Can you hear your cunt squelching” I asked. 

“Yes” she moaned.  “It’s obscenely wet”

“Good.  Now check there’s no one there and then feel the bulge in Terry’s trousers. Feel if he’s got a nice hard cock baby.”

Terry messaged me later to say that Kate was really getting into it, arching her back and pushing her cunt on to his fingers.

“Yes. He’s got a really hard cock, she replied,”

“Would you like to put that in your mouth baby..?”

“Yes” she hissed through gritted teeth.

“I bet he’s got loads of precum on his cock. Would you like to lick it all off”

“You know I would.  You know how much I love cock”

“Would you like his cock in your cunt.  Would you like him to fuck you nice and hard”

“Yyyessss” was the low reply.

“Would you like him to cum in your cunt and fill it full of spunk.  Do you want me to have sloppy seconds with Terry’s spunk in your cunt while I watch you lick his cock clean”

“God yes. Yes please,”

“Would you like him to slide it up your arse and fuck your tight little hole” I said, stroking the length of my cock, trying not to shoot my load.

“He can fuck me any way he wants. He can have any of my holes as long as he makes me cum” moaned my little slut of a wife.

“Let me speak to him please”.

Kate passed me over to Terry.  “Hi, did you park in the basement car park as I asked – is it in a quiet corner”

“Yes” was his simple reply,

“Good” I said.  “Take my wife down to your car and call me on WhatsApp video call when you get there.