Hi name is Emma - This is the second part of my story…Welcome to the Cuckold Wives Club! An epic decision faces me. I’ve been following the e-mail instructions from a man I thought was my husband to fulfil his cuckold fantasy – cucukold751 I’ve just found out he is an imposter. I stare at my phone is disbelief. I read the e-mail from my husband over and over. The sensible thing would be to flee but maybe beyond the lift is the man behind all this? I see the light beyond, my instructions are to go towards the light. I gather my belongings and I quietly step out of the lift onto the dusty concreate floor in nothing but my high heeled shoes and hard hat. The plastic covering the scaffolding on the outside the building gently rises and falls with the light evening breeze. Each time it causes the dust to swirl a little on the floor. The air is cool on my naked body. I scan the area but see no one amongst the building materials and part built walls draped in plastic. Electrical cables hang from the walls and ceilings. This is a scary place at night. I slowly and cautiously move towards the light, driven on by adrenaline, curiosity and although I can’t admit it to myself, a high state of sexual arousal. I hear footsteps. Someone is walking towards me. As they get closer in the dim light they look like a construction worker wearing a florescent jacket, baggy trousers and a tool belt. “You’re a bit early Hun” It’s a woman’s voice! I wasn’t expecting that! She walks towards me and looks me up and down “Nice!” She has a North London accent, cockney maybe. She’s a bit taller than me. She has a lovely face with bright green eyes flecked with gold. She takes off her hard hat and her brown curly hair falls across her shoulders. She’s very pretty. “Don’t think you’ll be needing this” she moves in really close and slowly takes off my hard hat. She inhales my scent and me hers. She smells lovely despite her grubby work gear. My guess is she’s late twenties. She steps away, she’s trying to read me. She quickly turns and heads towards the light “follow me”. I’m hesitant. “Come on I don’t bite, well not unless you want me too!” I follow her. She has her company name with Electricals Services written underneath on the back of her shirt. “I’m Fix-it by the way”. “Emma” “I know” At the far end of the building are two builders flood lamps. They illuminate a really old and battered three seater leather sofa. “Put your stuff on that box” She looks at me and I can see a trace of a smirk run across her lips. “Could you stand against the wall for me?” The wall is of wood and rough and cold against my back. “Hands” I hold out my hands. She produces two very large tie wraps from her tool belt. She slips one over each wrist making sure it’s not too tight. “Hands above your head” I raise my arms. She produces a monster staple gun from her belt. Bang! Bang! Bang! She staples the loose ends of the tie wraps to the wall. “Can’t have you wandering off and getting lost now can we” I can see it amuses her greatly as she stands back and admires her handiwork. There is a “cluck” and a “whir” from the far end of the building. “Another visitor” she says, turns and heads towards the lift. I’m left stapled to the wall. Could this be him? The mystery man? My heart rate starts to rise in anticipation. A few minutes pass and I hear footsteps. Fix-it returns with a woman. She’s naked like me bar long black sued boots with a high heel. I’m sure I have a pair of those exact same boots at home? She has black hair cut into a trendy bob. My guess is she’s early thirty’s. She seems very excited. Too much so. She looks at me puzzled and smiles. Fix-it looks at us both. She has that look on her face again. “Hands” she says to the woman. She tie wraps her wrists like mine. “Go stand facing her against the wall” The woman walks towards me. She’s attractive. Her make-up maybe a little on the heavy side’ like she’s off for a night on the town. “Bit close says Fix-it as she pushes her against me” We are skin against skin, breasts against breasts as Fix-it staples her hands next to mine. Fix-it is beside herself and chuckles as she goes off into the darkness. “I’m Michelle”. The woman whispers in my ear in a low and excited husky voice. “Emma” I whisper back. “You look like this your first time?” she asks. I don’t know how to reply to thst. I just says “Yes”. “This….” she pauses “This is so much better than before…..” she starts to slowly sway rubbing her body against mine. “In fact I’m utter hooked”. She is so excited. She moves her leg and slowly positions it between mine. She turns slightly and starts to rub the top of her leg on my pussy. She knows exactly what she’s doing, it feels nice. She nibbles my ear lobe and whispers in my ear “I’m so horny” she nips my ear. “So fucking horny” and then bites it. Her is excitement infectious as she rubs her breasts against mine. She move her head back and looks me in the eye. Utter lust is written all over her face. God knows what mine says about me. She moves in slowly to kiss me. We enter into a slow and lingering passionate kiss. I have never kissed a woman before but, but ..Wow! So different than a man. Tender, sensual, Hot!. Our embrace is broken by the sound of something being wheeled towards us. She looks over her shoulder and I look too. Fix-it is pushing a man on a high back office chair. His hands are tie wrapped to its arms, his feet to it legs. He has a hood over his head. He’s wearing a shirt, chinos and practical shoes. She positions him at an angle between us and the sofa. The woman turns back and goes in for another kiss. I’m more interested in the man and move my head to avoid her advance. Is this the unknown stranger. Could this be cuckoldhubby751? Suddenly we are in total darkness. Fix-it mutters a whole string of expletives. She produces a torch and goes off into the darkness muttering. “Who’s the man?” I whisper in her ear. “That’s my husband” she whispers back…. “He likes to watch” She rubs the top of her leg against my pussy. “You said this is better than before?” I whisper. “Yes” so much so. “Before I would pick up men in bars and business men in hotels but it got a bit predictable. This is so much better. So much better. You never know what’s coming next.” Her voice is low and husky. “Yo! Fix-it, what’s happened to the lights?” shouts a voice in the distance. “I’m on it” fix-it replies somewhere in the darkness. Footsteps approach as. Michelle strains to look over her shoulder. The person has a big torch. He shines it at the man on the chair, then at us. “Fix-it!” he starts laughing. He puts the torch on the floor pointing straight up. We see him for the first time. He is a tall coloured man. Michelle lets out little moan, almost a purr as she grinds into me. He too is dressed as a construction worker. Looking at us he slowly takes off his shirt. He’s very muscular with an impressive six pack. He’s is really fit. I mean really, really fit. Michelle’s chest is now heaving against mine. Suddenly the lights come on. “I’m Sam” says the coloured man. He looks at the man in the chair. Fix-it appears wheeling another chair. On it is a laptop. She puts it next to the man. On top of it is a web cam clipped to the screen. She stands behind the chair and positions it to cover the lit area. “Guess that’s your husband?” Michele whispers in my ear. That’s a damn good question I don’t know the answer too. I guess it’s cuckoldhubby751, this mystery person. “Mind you might not be she whispers, you never know with them”. What does she mean, them? Fix-it takes off the hood of the man on the chair. He is about the same age as the woman. He has a beard. He blinks. He looks around. He stares at the two of use stapled to the wall. He looks rather like my old maths teacher. “Mikey’s is running late” Sam says to Fix-it. Fix-it shakes her head “May as well get started then, who knows how long her is going to be. Take your pick.” Sam approaches and cuts down Michelle. No sooner is she free, she grabs Sam’s neck and goes in for a snog that seems to last forever. I look at the man on the chair. There is clearly something growing in his trousers. Sam and Michelle break from their kiss. “That yours?” says Sam Micelle nods. Sam goes and stands directly in front of the man. His crutch maybe only a foot from the man’s face. The man looks at Sam’s crutch, sooo do I! There is something gigantic lurking in there. “Michelle come and take out my cock” she needs no more encouragement. She snuggles in behind him, her hands reach around and unbuckle his belt. Then slowly his flies. His trousers drop to the floor revealing Daniel Craig style briefs. She grabs hold of the elastic and pulls them down really slowly. I hold my breath as a monster appears. It’s like my biggest sex toy, but this one is real! Warm juices flood between my legs. Michelle eagerly grabs hold of it feeling it girth. God I want to touch it too. What must it feel like? Sam removes his clothes bar his work boots. He turns side onto hubby and gets Michele to kneel and suck his cock. She sucks his cock with greed and great enthusiasm. The bloody thing grows even bigger, Crikey! The man on the chair stares at them. The bulge in his trousers is now even bigger. Fix-it sits on the floor against the wall disinterested texting on her phone. My guess is she is gay. “Mikey says 20 minutes and can you warm her up for him” Sam looks across to me. “Cut her down and lay her on the sofa” Fix-it scrabbles to her feet. She cuts me down and I rub my wrists where the tie wraps have been. I try and peak at the laptop screen but it has gone blank. The web cam however is still flashing. I lay on the sofa. Sam drags me backwards so that my head hangs over the arm. He gets Michelle to stand against the arm. He then pushes her forward so she is bent over me, she places her hands either side of my hips. Her pussy is right in my face, maybe an inch from my nose. I inhale her scent. It’s difficult to focus but she is dripping wet. Sam’s cock appears into view and I watch in fascination as it stretches her pussy. It’s so close I could lick it. I do! I lick its length as it slides in. He slides it out and rams it home, much to the delight of Michelle who squeals with delight. Sam now begins to slowly fuck her. As he does so her juices drip onto my face. I can’t help it I put my hand between my legs. I put one leg off of the sofa so I can spread my legs. I sink my fingers into me. With the other hand I search around and find one of Michelle breasts. I tug on her nipple, hard! She lets out a loud moan. Fix-it moves the man in the chair so he has a ringside seat. The person behind the laptop too. Michele slumps on top of me and bury’s her mouth between my legs. She twirls her tongue around my erect little bud. She bites my pussy lips. She sucks hard in my clitoris. Oh yes! “Did I miss anything?” A man’s voice. “Mikey, keeping the one at the bottom warm for you” Sam laughs. Michelle struggles back onto her arms as someone grabs onto my ankles and pulls me down the sofa. “Hello, you. I’m Mikey” Fuck me! It looks like Sullivan Stapleton’s twin brother from Strike Back project Dawn. Bloody Yum Yum! I sit up on the sofa while Micelle and Sam really go for it. Mikey unzips his flies and hauls out his cock. “Wanna say hello to this fella?” Do I? I’m straight in there. I’m sucking my ultimate fantasy man. Things don’t get better than this. Both Michelle and I are now repositioned so we are kneeling next to each other on the sofa holding onto the back, our knees wide apart. The men move in and take us from behind. Oh! it feels so damn good. I look at Michele as she looks at me as the men grab a hold of our waists and fuck out brains out. Michelle is biting the sofa while I pant and moan. God these guys have stamina. “Wanna swap says Sam?” Don’t mind If I do says Mikey” Michelle and I don’t move an inch as the men swap. I feel the monster stretch me as I give out a long low animal moan of appreciation. We are fucked, side by side this way and that for the next hour. It’s fucking fantastic! No kinky fuckery just straight sex. Mind you I really like kinky fuckery. I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve cum. Finally the men come also. Good job as I’m absolutely knackered. My legs are like jelly. They get us to lie back of the sofa and spread our legs high and wide for the man on the chair and the laptop. Sperm dribbling out of our pussies and down to our anus. I see the man in the chair has cum in his trousers as there is a large damp patch. Mind you there’s still something stirring inside. “Might take Michelle back to mine as my mate and his friend is coming round” says Sam. Michelle’s eyes light up like a Christmas tree as she looks at her husband. Her husband nods. “I really have to go” says Mikey. I walk with a spring in my step to the taxi down the street. Why I never know, but when Michelle left with Sam, I sucked off Michelle’s poor husband before I left. He was so grateful, even if he was still tie wrapped to the chair. God I hope Fix-it cuts him lose? Luckily the taxi’s still waiting. Dave the driver makes some derogatory remark as I get in the back. I ignore him. I open a small jiffy bag Fix-it gave me as we head off to the station. It contains a silver ankle chain with a tag and a note. On the tag is says C.W.C.? C.W.C? I open the note which simply says “Welcome to the Cuckold Wives Club!” Emma x PS this is fiction.