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Horny nymphos: 3> The lady is a (nympho) slutthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:slut wife, 7169 words)

Author: Chris-t6290 Picture in profile
Added: Apr 28 2016Views / Reads: 2749 / 1780 [65%]Story vote: 9.86 (7 votes)
To realise her nympho cravings, Stella Hargrove’s usual practice was that of taking a train ride to a remote area, somewhere, and having wild sex with a group of men. On this occasion, however, a group of four workmen were retiling the roof.
 


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Story outline: To realise her nympho cravings, Stella Hargrove's usual practice was that of taking a train ride to a remote area, somewhere, and having wild sex with a group of men. On this occasion, however, a group of four workmen were retiling the roof.

Having completed the morning's housework of the 6-bedroom palatial home that my husband, Charles, had inherited from his parents, I made my way downstairs. No sooner had I reached the half way turn around point, than I stopped, peered out of the open window and asked if the workmen would like some tea.

Because of its age, the roof needed to be retiled and so my husband had called in a group of four professionals to carry out the work. I have to say, by the time they had finished they proved themselves to be quite professional, and in more ways than expected.

Robert, the one in charge, was the first of them to acknowledge me as I was stood there; my red blouse fully unbuttoned to reveal a navy blue lacy bra, one that just about covered the hard nipples of my 38C tits.

It was Wednesday. On Monday, the morning of their arrival, I'd awoken with one of the ‘nympho urges', as my therapist calls them, that descend upon me from time to time. Unbeknownst to my husband, who I truly love, I find myself having to satisfy these cravings. When that happens, I take a train ride to a remote town some five miles from ...

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