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"Martin the chef call asking to meet"

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"This is part one due to the length. But is totally true"

Martin who when we first met him was the head chef in a bar / restaurant that we visit in our local town. My husband and I had gone there for a meal, which we had to send back to the kitchen as both meals were served cold.

Our meals were replaced and were at the high standard that we are used to when eating there. After the meal my husband went to the bar to pay our bill. As I looked at him at the bar I noticed he was talking to a good looking black guy,

The guy as I found out was the head chef who had asked my husband how was out meal, my husband told him that we had to send them back for being under cooked. The chef refused to allow my husband to pay and also bought us drinks as an apology. Both he and my husband walked over to the table where I was sat . My husband introduced the chef as Martin he asked if he could sit with us we said of course, he sat next to me we started a conversation about the restaurant etc . Then he said straight out to me I believe you’re into black guy’s, I asked him what made you say that he said I watched as you first eyed my face then you looked at my crotch staring at it .

My husband said yes we are into cuckolding with black guys. Any way long story short we finished the evening at his flat where he and I enjoyed sex while my husband watched and encouraged him to fuck me while he watched masturbating.

Now moving forward.

We met him once more , then he announced that he had been promoted to group Cher responsible for training new chef’s who joined the company. He would be moving to the group’s headquarters in the north.

Moving on to Thursday evening last week, my husband received a call from Martin saying he would be in our local town Friday evening through to Tuesday morning before heading back to his headquarters.

He asked if we would like to meet with him over the weekend for drinks, my husband said he is working to eight pm on Saturday evening but could meet up later if that works.

He said that works for me , then said that he was staying at the station inn in the town and we could meet in a bar opposite. And to txt him about an hour before we would be there.

I was thinking about Saturday evening my pussy was wet thinking about what might happen on Saturday evening when we meet Martin as when we met him previously he certainly knew how to satisfy me sexually.

I asked my husband to contact Martin asking if we were going back to his hotel or just meeting him for drinks. If we were going back to the hotel what should I wear. Martin replied that was what he thought we were meeting for, I want your wife to wear a loose dress with a sexy peep hole bra with her nipples poking out of the peep holes. No panties but stockings and suspenders that match the bra and either red or white stiletto heels so she looks like a slut , also it gives me access to her naked pussy when we meet in the bar .

So my husband and I were both off work on Friday. My husband suggested we go to an upmarket lingerie boutique in a town further away to buy some sexy lingerie for Saturday’s meeting with Martin. We arrived at the lingerie boutique the lady asked me what I was looking for and was it for a special occasion, my husband replied yes it was for a special evening that we were having.

She asked what ideas we had , I explained that I wanted a sexy dress with matching lingerie set that would include a very sexy peep hole bra , stocking and suspender set with red stiletto heel shoes. She then asked if I would like an open crotch matching thong .

I was about to say no when my husband said ooh yes that would be a nice touch. She then showed us some sets . For the dress I picked a pink one that buttoned on both sides, a white and pink lingerie set with the peep hole bra , black p seamed stockings with five inch high red stilettos. I tried them on and ooh god I really looked a whore . Both my husband and the boutique owner looked at me both open mouthed. The owner said you look like you’re giving your husband a night to remember.

I replied without thinking it’s not for him , the owner looked at eye to eye raising her eyebrows .My husband paid the bill and we left to go home.

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Written by DooRuby

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