EXTRACT FOR
Hotwife Heaven
(Kelly Addams)

Of course he had been a perfect gentleman... At the beginning!

Julie had changed outfits so many times that afternoon, her mood was swinging like a pendulum. Standing in front of the mirror she had shaken her head muttering to herself about looking like her great aunt, barely an inch of skin showed, she might as well have being wearing a suit of armour for her date.

Alternatively, she looked at the next best thing to a hooker in the mirror, in some outfits she was showing so much leg and boob she would easily have been mistaken for a working girl, and that was giving off the wrong vibe all together. Julie had taken her husband's words to heart, the evening ahead was a test of their friend's integrity, she didn't want to scream her availability or willingness, but on the other hand she didn't want to make herself appear severe and unapproachable.

So I guess I should dress the same way I always do when I go out with Charlie, the way that Chris is used to seeing me. Only that will be a fair test. And so Julie dressed in a tight skirt that ended comfortably above knee level but not quite high enough to spell slut, and a silk blouse that gaped slightly when she leaned forward.

And what about a bra? She didn't usually wear one.

So I won't now she decided, then flushed slightly to see how prominently her hard nipples poked against the sheer fabric.

Right on time he had arrived, and as a gentleman should he held the door open for her as she slipped down into the wide leather passenger seat of his Jaguar. The car smelled clean, leather and wood and a hint of floral freshener. Maybe Mandy's perfume she thought then felt a needle of guilt, did his girlfriend know her lover was out with another woman?

He's not out with another woman she insisted, he's out with a mutual friend who just happens to be a woman. And that's all we are, friends.

The conversation had flowed easily, Julie relaxed and settled, she was laughing more and more, Chris was a fun guy when he was away from the rest of the gang they hung around with. On one occasion he had placed his hand on her knee, the touch sending a thrill of electricity coursing through her body, then Julie had felt ashamed as he pulled the fingers away and continued his story, it hadn't been an advance, just some small contact between friends in deep conversation.

"I guess I should be getting you home soon." he sighed as Julie finished her glass of chilled white wine, "Charlie will be getting nervous."

Julie shook her head, "He won't be, he works late on Thursdays, it's the one day in the week when his shift passes midnight."

"And he's relaxed about this? You know, you and me... together, alone?"

"But we aren't alone Chris," she giggled, "There are people around us everywhere."

"There won't be anyone around when I drive you home!"

Julie giggled, but her mind was suddenly racing, was he hinting to judge her reaction... what was she going to say?

"Oh, planning on running out of fuel are you, trying to get me alone?"

Chris grinned, then shook his head. "Nope, I can't use that excuse, both the fuel tanks are full."

Chris swirled the cola in his glass then finished the flat soda, "It's been so nice Julie, I hope you'll agree to do this again."

Julie smiled, and without thinking she reached out to squeeze his hand.

"Yeah, it has been nice Chris, we can definitely do this again."

His fingers gripped hers for a moment, and looking into his eyes she saw the depth of his longing, she had been very right when she guessed he carried a torch for her, but it doesn't make any difference because I'm married she told herself as she allowed him to lead her by the hand out to the darkened car park where his luxury car waited.

"I was afraid to say anything earlier," Chris said as he settled into the driver's seat, "But I have to say it now... you look absolutely beautiful tonight Julie, I don't think I've ever seen you look so stunning."

Julie coughed softly, then smiled, her expression illuminated by the growing green of the instrument panel. "Thanks Chris, but I don't look any different from how I do every other time you see me... there must have been something in that cola!"

Chris smiled and reaching across the centre console he laid his hand on her knee as he twisted in his seat to face her. "There wasn't anything in my drink, I always think you look amazing, honestly I can't ever drag my gaze away from you."

Julie felt his hand shift slightly, his little finger nudged at the hem of her skirt, she resisted the urge to look down, she fought the need to swallow nervously, Charlie had been right, their lonely friend was about to make his move.

"You flatter me," she chuckled, then felt the finger slide under the hem, "But it's nice to get compliments from time to time."

"I could compliment you twenty four hours a day, seven days a week." Chris answered, his voice husky as he pushed his luck and slid his hand up her thigh until the tip of his pinkie finger pressed lightly against her panties.

"Chris!" she gasped softly as another finger stroked her smooth shaven mound through the delicate fabric. "We shouldn't be doing this Chris." she added as his finger deftly eased the fabric aside. "Seriously Chris, I'm a married woman." she groaned as he circled her clit, massaging the swelling nub gently and sending shudders through her body.