A First Time For Everything

*?Hey, I?m home. Hattie? Are you there??Dave closed the front door and sniffed the air. Something was different. The house smelled of furniture polish and it was eerily quiet; no deafening Xbox game playing coming from the living room, no thumping music blaring from the bedrooms above.?Hattie, kids?? he called.?It?s just me,? said a voice from the kitchen.Dave walked in to find his wife standing at the sink with the hoover in one hand and an opened bottle of wine in the other. She took a swig as he approached.?Everything alright?? he asked.?Just cleaning up.? She shrugged. ?Drink???Do I get mine in a glass???Sorry, course you do. I?m a little nervous,? she said with a titter.?Oh? Why? Are we expecting visitors??It certainly looked like they were. The kitchen had been scrubbed from top to bottom and positively gleamed, in fact, the whole house shone like a new pin.Dave eyed his wife suspiciously. Something was going on. He suddenly noticed what she was wearing; a new dress with matching shoes, expensive ones by the looks of them. The dress was midnight blue with a low-cut front and fitted waist which showed-off Hattie?s petite figure perfectly. The shoes were elegant with stiletto heels that enhanced the shapely slenderness of her legs. She looked fabulous, very sexy but it wasn?t exactly the attire he?d expected her to be wearing to do the housework!?Are you sure you?re okay?? he asked as she filled a glass with wine and handed it to him.?Fine, yes fine,? Hattie stammered. Her lips quivered as she spoke making the glossy lipstick she was wearing shimmer.Lipstick? Hattie never wears make-up. Dave frowned. ?What?s the occasion? And where are the kids???They?re at your mother?s. We have a Friday night without them for once.??Do we?? A smile spread across Dave?s face. He liked the sound of that. He and Hattie rarely got time alone. ?So that outfit?s for my benefit? You do look lovely.?Hattie lowered her eyes, guilt-ridden. ?Yes? well? sort of.??Hattie? What?s going on??Hattie bit her lip. ?I?ve done something a bit rash, darling.??Oh? What??She squirmed. ?Please don?t be angry with me.?*?Why would I be angry?? asked Dave taking a mouthful of his drink.?Because I?ve booked a call-girl.?Dave choked spraying wine across the kitchen. ?You?ve what??Hattie drew a deep breath. ?I?ve booked a call-girl. For us.??That?s what I thought you said.? Dave gasped. ?Why? When???She?s coming tonight, soon actually. Oh my goodness, look at the time! Do I look alright? Is the house ok? I?ve been cleaning up for hours and???Yes, I know, I?ll clean up the wine? Hattie, slow down. Tonight??Hattie nodded.?I don?t understand. Why???It was that conversation we had, you know, last month at the restaurant. I? well? I couldn?t get it out of my mind.??Conversation?? Dave shook his head. ?What conversation???The one we had following our disagreement.??Oh,? said Dave, ?that conversation.?Hattie was referring was a rather heated discussion which had taken place during a rare night out at a restaurant the previous month. The conversation had been on the subject of their love-life and had started out amicably but turned into a full-blown slanging match after both of them had admitted to finding sex with each other dull. Hattie had called Dave an ?uncaring bastard? whilst he accused her of being frigid. Infuriated, Hattie had thrown a glass of wine over Dave?s head and stalked off to the toilets leaving her shame-faced husband alone at the table, smiling bravely as their fellow diners shot him disapproving looks.Thankfully the evening hadn?t ended that way. Once Hattie had calmed down she?d apologised and the discussion had resumed, without the emotional outbursts. Lack of time, constant tiredness and the demands şişli escort of work had all been blamed for the unsatisfying sex and both partners had agreed that their marriage as a whole was in no danger of disintegrating.It was at that point in the conversation that Dave had jokingly suggested they should do something more adventurous in bed. They could watch porn together, buy some sex toys or even bring in a third party to spice up their lovemaking. He?d suggested a call-girl, one who?d do things for them both.Dave stared at his wife as she stood in their kitchen in her new dress awaiting the arrival of a real prostitute. ?Oh Hattie, I wasn?t being serious! It was hypothetical, a fantasy.??Well, it shouldn?t be. Why dream when you can have the real thing???Because we?re a middle-aged married couple with kids. We don?t do things like that.??Why don?t we? What?s stopping us? Why does middle-aged and married have to mean boring??Dave gaped at his wife. ?You?ve actually booked a call-girl???Yes. She?s from an Escort Agency I found on the internet. She?s not a cheap prostitute who leaves cards in a phone box you know, she?s expensive and classy.??Classy? Really? A woman who sells sex???Technically she?s selling her companionship.?Dave snorted.?She looks nice and she sent me a lovely email,? Hattie protested.?Did she? Well, that?s alright then! Oh Hattie, do you actually want to watch me fuck another woman, for real??Hattie smiled. ?She?s not just for you. I want her too.?Dave?s jaw hit the floor. ?You want a woman???Yes. Does that surprise you???Yes!??Disgust you???No...?A light tapping at the door interrupted them. Hattie turned pale.Dave raced to the door and peered through the spy hole. ?She?s here,? he whispered. ?Least I assume that?s her. She?s been dropped off by a Chauffeur. Oh, nice car too.??That?ll be her,? squeaked Hattie. She caughed and took another swig of wine.?Oh God, Hattie, what should we do?? asked Dave with a tremor in his voice. ?Should we hide and pretend not to be here??Hattie shook her head. She put the wine down, smoothed out her dress and steadied herself. ?I want this Dave. I think we should go through with it but if you have doubts I?ll send her away.?Dave exhaled loudly. ?She?s already paid for, yes???Yes, non-refundable. We have her for an hour.??One hour? Right, okay.? Dave shrugged. ?I never expected this you know. I didn?t ask you???I know. Look, Dave, we?re not getting any younger and both of us are fed-up with our routine. So let?s change it, let?s have some fun. I can?t have another conversation about how boring our love-life is...??I get it.? Dave?s eyes met his wife?s and a smile spread across his face. ?What the hell! Let?s do it, let?s be naughty. Hey, there?s a first time for everything, right???Yes, there is,? Hattie agreed. The knocking came again. ?You?d better let her in.?Dave pushed back his hair and straightened out his tie. ?Okay, here goes.?Hattie?s loyal husband had grave concerns about what he was about to do but in spite of that, he found his penis throbbing at the idea of experiencing a threesome. It would be his first and it was something he?d never dreamed could happen ? not in a million years! He was blown away by the thought of fucking another woman with his wife?s permission.Feeling light-headed he grasped the door frame for support before mustering up the courage to open the door. He forced a smile as it swung inwards, one that was quickly replaced by a lustful leer.?Hi I?m Chastity,? said the quiet-spoken, immaculately well-dressed beauty standing on the doorstep. ?You must be Dave??Dave gawped at her mutely, his mouth open, his cock twitching. She was gorgeous! Tall and curvaceous she had rich dark skin, glossy hair şişli escort bayan and perfect make-up applied with subtlety, not caked on. She had an air of sophistication about her, an intelligent gleam in her eyes and a truly dazzling smile. The girl at his door didn?t look anything like Dave had imagined, she didn?t fit his image of a whore at all.?I have got the right house haven?t I?? Chastity inquired, glancing between Dave and his terrified looking wife.?Yes, you have, erm, Chastity???I know.? She smiled. ?All my clients find that amusing. It?s my real name, I didn?t make it up. Um, may I come in???Oh yes. Sorry,? stammered Dave turning red in the face. He stood aside to let her pass and showed her into the living room.Hattie remained motionless, her expression one of sheer panic. She watched in silence as Chastity unbuttoned her overcoat, slipped it off and handed it to Dave. Then she followed the two of them into her freshly hoovered front room, hovering in the doorway.?First time Dave? Don?t be shy, I?ll look after you,? Chastity assured him. ?Do you like my dress??Dave?s eyes wandered up and down Chastity?s body taking in the expensive dress she was wearing. It showed off her fantastically curvaceous hips and offered a tantalising glimpse of what he could now see were phenomenally large breasts. They were incredible, at least double D?s. Hattie?s choice of Escort was very sexy and he couldn?t tear his eyes away from those breasts.?You look- ? Dave swallowed hard as his throat dried out.Chastity smiled serenely and ran her carefully manicured fingertips down his arm before turning her attentions to his quietly shaking wife. ?You must be Hattie? So pleased to meet you,? she said warmly. ?I believe both of you would like my services tonight, is that right??Hattie?s face turned scarlet. ?That?s what I specified when I made the booking.??Have you changed your mind???No,? Hattie croaked.?Good, I?m glad about that,? said Chastity gently, ?I?m going to enjoy playing with you. I do like your dress, it?s beautiful. The colour matches your eyes.?Hattie?s cheeks blossomed into a deeper crimson and the heat in her face wasn?t the only warmth she was experiencing - her cunt burned with lustful anticipation as Chastity?s presence stirred up deeply buried feelings of intense longing.Chastity held out her hand, ?Shall we make a start Hattie? I don?t bite? unless you want me to.? She took a step towards the nervous wife. ?What would you like to do first??Hattie fidgeted. ?Maybe you should ask Dave???No Hattie, you booked me. I think that gives you first choice, right Dave???Um? er? yeah,? he concurred.?I?m very amenable, Hattie. Tell me what you?d like? We can start slowly.??Show me your breasts,? Hattie blurted out, taken aback by her own directness. ?Show them to me and let me touch them. I want to feel your nipples harden when I stroke them.?Dave gasped. He?d had no idea his wife liked women and never thought he?d hear her asking to play with a woman?s nipples. It was shocking yet strangely erotic. His pulse quickened pumping more blood into his cock.?Would you like to see them here or in the bedroom?? Chastity said, her voice purring. ?Where would you feel more comfortable??Hattie glanced around anxiously. Curtains would be twitching all along the street at that very moment, she knew that. She and Dave didn?t have many visitors and certainly not beautiful young women like Chastity. There was also that chauffeur driven Mercedes; that would have them all talking for months. All eyes would be on her house and the living room was dreadfully overlooked. The master bedroom faced the rear garden, not the street, so was much more secluded.?In the bedroom,? she instructed quickly. mecidiyeköy escort ?It?s the first on the right upstairs.??And your husband? Is he going to watch or wait for us to finish???Oh watch, definitely.? Hattie moved towards her husband and took his hand. ?We both want to enjoy ourselves.??Of course, you do. Very well.?Hattie led the way to her bedroom with Dave taking up the rear. Dave couldn?t help checking out Chastity?s ass as she mounted the staircase; curvaceous yet firm - gorgeous. He loved the bouncing movement of her ass cheeks inside her tight fitting dress and the way her stocking clad legs flexed as her red stilettoes clicked on the wooden steps.?In here,? instructed Hattie. ?I hope it?s okay.?The master bedroom was spacious, clean and immaculately tidy. Hattie had been busy since she?d got home from work and the bedroom, like the rest of the house, was spotless. The bed was freshly made with crisp white linen and a vase of white roses stood on the highly polished dressing table. Their scent pervaded the air as the trio swept in.?Very nice,? said Chastity looking around. ?You have a lovely home.?Hattie blushed.?Well, where do you want me?? asked the call-girl. ?On the bed??Dave saw his wife freeze so he slid an arm around her waist, kissed her cheek and ushered her forwards. ?Go on,? he urged, ?live the fantasy.?Hattie tip-toed gingerly forwards whilst Chastity slowly unbuttoned her dress and slipped it off. Beneath were black lacy undergarments and hold-up stockings with wide elasticated tops. Chastity?s dark skin was flawless and glistened with body oil which gave off a delicate floral scent. Her magnificent breasts sat cradled in a dangerously skimpy bra, her prominent nipples showing through the semi-transparent material. Chastity eased off her shoes, placed them neatly to one side and sat down on the edge of the bed.?Do you like what I?m wearing?? she asked Hattie.Hattie nodded, her eyes wide.?Would you like to touch my lovely big breasts???Yes, please. Are they real???Hattie!? Dave gaped at his wife, shocked at her bluntness.Chastity smiled serenely. ?Oh yes, Mother Nature gave me these. Touch them, here, feel.?Hattie?s hand moved tentatively closer until it came into contact with the call girl's flesh. She touched Chastity?s right nipple, caught her breath and withdrew her fingers as if scolded.?Here, let me.? Chastity took Hattie?s hand in hers and placed it firmly on her breast holding it there. ?Do you like that?? she asked softly.Hattie shuddered, a soft moan emerging from her throat. ?Yes.? Hattie?s fingers traced the outline of Chastity?s round breasts and circled her rapidly hardening nipples. Hattie gasped and looked deep into Chastity?s eyes as desire overcame her. ?I?d like to suck them. Can I do that? Will you take off your bra and let me taste you???Of course, I?d like that. I?d love to feel your soft lips on my nipples.??Strip everything off,? Hattie demanded. ?I want to see you naked.??Oh God?? groaned Dave. He grabbed the solid erection beneath his trousers.Chastity flashed a perfect white smile in his direction, ?Dave, would you like to touch my breasts as well???Oh God yes!? He uttered, his voice choked.Dave suddenly found himself as nervous as his wife but he was dying to see those enormous trussed-up titties of Chastity?s fully exposed and to touch them?he hadn?t fondled breasts other than his wife?s in a very long time and he yearned to take Chastity?s magnificent orbs in his hands and nuzzle his face between them.?You may have me as soon as I?ve made your wife come,? the sexy temptress promised.Dave nodded. He didn?t mind standing back to watch Hattie play with Chastity, it made him enormously aroused. He wondered how far Hattie would go. Would she let Chastity make her come? The call-girl seemed to think she would. Oh God, he hoped so too, that would be so hot. His wife brought to orgasm by another woman? he was going to make a mess everywhere watching that!