Charlotte - The Love Of My Life

A man goes home with a co-worker, only to find the woman of his dreams waiting for him. This is a story of love and lust for another man's wife.

I am a pretty ordinary guy. A hard worker, and well-liked by my mates. Married to a sexless bitchy wife who used to enjoy my company. The guys I work with say my marriage is pretty normal. Except Pete. His wife sounds adorable.

I like to think I get on fairly well with the guys at work and more often than not these days, I tend to go out for an after-work drink to put off going home to a sexless and unhappy marriage.

One post-work evening Peter, a colleague in his early-forties, who I got on well with, asked me if I wanted to pop down to the local pub after work. Only too happy to have an excuse to take the last train home I said “Sure, why not”.

The evening passed quite quickly while we chatted about me and my home situation as we shared pictures on our phones. He mostly shared photos of his absolutely stunning nude twenty-something wife. I had a hard-on the entire time he was showing me picture after picture of her beautifully displayed nakedness in various sexy poses. Before I realized it, it was well past the time of my last train home.

“Shit, I missed my train. Pete, I’m gonna have to call Helen and tell her what’s happened and get myself a cheap hotel for the night”.

“Nonsense old chap, why not crash back at my place. We’ve got plenty of room. I’ll call Charlotte and give her a heads up while you’re calling Helen”.

Needless to say, Helen was pissed. I got an earful over the phone.

Fuck it I thought to myself I’m glad I don’t have to go back home to that atmosphere again tonight.

As I came off the phone, Pete winked at me.

“It’s sorted mate. Charlotte said we are ready for you to stay over. It’s no problem. She said she’s looking forward to finally meeting you. I’ve told her a lot about you.”

“Everything good I hope” I jested.

We paid up and left taking the tube and then a five-minute walk from the station to Pete’s house in Parsons Green.

As Pete was about to put his key in the front door. It opened suddenly, and what greeted us just took my breath away. She was a vision of beauty. Her beautiful red hair flowed down over her shoulders. And was caressing a shapely neck with a pretty choker collar around it, with a pretty heart-shaped pendant dangling from a ring at the front. And a long delicate chain led down to a filigree heart above her full breasts.

She was way hotter in the flesh than the nude photos he shared with me earlier that evening.

She stood there in nothing but a VERY short silk transparent Kimono, with delightfully visible large breasts showing in the loose mostly open front of her minuscule robe. A huge gleaming white toothed smile beamed at me with a happy greeting. Then with a sexy voice, she said,

“Hi Ed I’m Charlotte, but you can call me Charlie”

She smiled at me through those perfect gleaming white teeth. Her ear-to-ear grin lit up her beautiful young face making her look adorable.

"Come on in it’s getting cold out there…my nipples are getting hard already".

"I noticed, they are beautiful".

She giggled, stepping back inside as we entered.

Pete closed the door behind us and beckoned me to follow him towards their sitting room. This was off a very smart and tastefully decorated entrance hall. Then he disappeared further down the hallway towards what I assumed to be the kitchen, calling back over his shoulder as he turned the corner at the end.

“You two go get acquainted and I’ll bring us out some drinks”.

Charlotte took my coat and turned to hang it up along with Pete’s. As she turned and raised up on her tiptoes to reach the top pegs to hang them on, her kimono raised to display a pair of perfectly formed tight firm buttocks and I got a clear glimpse of her clean smooth shaved anus and pussy.

She was wet and her labia glistened. As she turned back to face me I happily smiled, my eyes caressing her loveliness upwards and across the exotic sight that beheld me. I felt my cheeks flush with appreciation. She took my hand, asking, me to make myself at home.

"I'm so happy that you are here, Ed".

After that, she reached up and kissed me on the cheek, giving me a little hug.

Hand in hand she walked with me into the sitting room and turned towards me. Then looking up into my eyes, she leaned against me, raised up on her tip-toes to put her hands behind my neck, and pulled me towards her.

With her hands sliding from behind my neck, she slowly took my face into her hands and began kissing me full on the lips. Her delightful tongue slid easily into my mouth with a hunger that took my breath away.

As we continued to kiss she ground her pelvis into my groin meeting my now delightfully hard cock and purposely feeling the bulge in my jeans. Raising herself slightly, she then lowered herself to settle her clit right on top of my swollen penis.

"Oh my god, you are a deliciously hot wife, aren't you?"

“Mmm” she murmured. ”So nice and hard for me Ed, I love it”.