I’ve just finished the washing and my phone goes off. I carry on, making sure all of the chores are completed which ends up taking longer than expected and its more or less an hour later, I returned to the kitchen and notice a message on my phone. I pick it up and my heart stops beating. A tingle shoots down my back, between my legs and straight to my pussy and it feels like it is on fire. I open the message and hold my breath in anticipation of what it reads……‘I will pick you up at 2pm….be ready and I hope you have shaved’

Fuck!, I scream as I see that the message is already 30 minutes old it only gives me an hour to get ready…crap..I ran upstairs and quickly shaved myself. I had done this the other day, now it was a case of ensuring it was smooth. I took my time to make my slit silky smooth and could not help dipping my finger into my vagina and feeling the hot liquid starting to gather there. I take my finger out and place it in my mouth. Mmmmmmmmmm god I do taste good I said out loud to myself smacking my lips as I walked to my wardrobe. I had no idea what to wear, shall I go sexy, plain, formal…I had no ruddy idea and time was ticking on. I ended up opting for a summer blouse and a loose fitting skirt….I chose for the plain option, I just didn’t have time. I don’t go for all the stockings, suspenders and all the other lingerie…it’s just not me. My god! Am so boring when I look at myself in the mirror but this was an argument for myself for another day.

I went down stairs and picked up my phone ringing the husband

“I’m just going out to visit some friends”

“Okay, love what time are you due back in?” my husband asked

“Not to sure as we might go out for a drink later depends on the mood…See ya soon,love ya” I whispered to him as I hung up.

Well I am not lying…I really do love my husband…I’m also starting to love sex as well and the taboo linked to me cheating and the naughtiness of this immoral sin…I grabbed my sandals and after leaving messages on the k**s phone I left the house and waited outside. My stomach was in bits and my knickers were starting to get moist. The feeling of my knickers rubbing against my smooth fanny lips, felt strange as I walked so to keep me from cumming too soon I couldn’t wear them. I decided there and then to take them off and go commando. I nipped around the back of the house and placed my knickers behind the garden sofa after I had taken a long sniff. Again mmmmmmmmm I did smell good even in the short time I had worn them. I heard a car pull up outside and went around to see Lisa in her car waiting. She wound the window down