Darling, I'm home! Ch. 05 The Sunday was a glorious day. Blue skies dotted with fluffy whites. I was sans undies as befits a young lady sat beside her handsome beau as he drove his Healey 3000 MkIII over hill and dale. We were going nowhere, just driving for the joy of it, the wind in our hair and the hem of my skirt far too far from my knees, something that beaus with really, really nice sports cars fully expected. A country pub for lunch. There was a lot of attention and I wasn't at all put out that it was the car and not my legs that drew the crowds. We drove back along the busy coast road so that others could enjoy the beautiful car then onto the country roads for the final leg inland, dinner in a little country pub we know well, then home. It was during the drive from pub to home, our home territory, that I was able to reflect that I was a very lucky girl. Not only did I have the man that enjoyed cars as much as I did, had rediscovered that he enjoyed sex as much as I did but I also had the man that enjoyed the freedom he had given me, as much as I did. Throughout the entire day his hand had been high on my inner thigh, when safety permitted, (Nothing! Nothing would put the Healey at risk!). At times he would nudge the hem higher and my legs just a little further apart, particularly when taller vehicles were alongside. I loved it! I reflected on my incredible recent days. Starting with a quick fuck with Ray in the hallway, interrupted by a phone call from my husband, it had gone from fucking good to fucking great. Do I mean good fucking to great fucking? Two sessions with Ray, one with Charlie all interspersed with fantastic sessions with my husband. How did the following week look? By comparison with previous months it was going to be very good if only due to the pleasure my husband and I would give each other. By comparison with the week drawing to a close it looked a bit thin. Lots of potential but nothing even pencilled in, in the naughty wife's diary. Lights were on in Charlie's when we got home but there was no way he could let me know of his intentions for Monday or even if he had any. I'd mapped out a plan of attack for the lad in the 'phone shop but that's all it was, a plan and everybody knows what often happens to the plans of mice, men and naughty wives. I'd checked my other email while Adrian prepared his baby for a day out but Charity Revue hadn't replied. We enjoyed a wonderful session, with my arse getting lots more preparation, to complete what had been a perfect day and both slept soundly, must have been all that fresh air. Breakfast was served by the newly engaged naked waitress which Adrian pronounced should become a permanent member of the staff with hours to cover breakfast and evening meal, at least. The naked waitress waved him off to work without any update as to whether Charlie would be round for coffee later. I promised to keep him informed. The email from Ray was a bit of a worry. It was dirty, no filthy at times and certainly had me interested, that wasn't the problem. He suggested a couple of apps I should put on my phone. One was for communications the other I had to google and discovered it was a tracking app, to keep tabs on your family/friends. No way! If, and it was a very big if, anybody was going to be able to keep tabs on me it was my husband not an old boyfriend from the previous century! Ray only needed to know where I was when I was on his cock. It did worry me though, more than a bit if I'm honest. Had he become the jealous type? Was that why he had had three wives? I decided there and then that we would fuck as and when but other than that my life was not his to know. Charity Revue replied saying he was free Tuesday, all day from ten as his wife was off to a bowls match. My instant, devilish thought was 'Goody, we can both play with balls that don't roll straight!' I told him I'd be in town from about ten on Tuesday and to txt me when it was clear to call. I sent a second reply giving him my phone number then went upstairs for my butt plug. As I was coming back downstairs I realised I'd got a serious problem! I'd made a major mistake. I'd been in such a hurray to get in contact with Ray that I hadn't considered the full implications. I'd also been in contact with Charity Revue, via the same email address. Having two lovers, one known to my husband and one unknown in the same 'inbox', no pun intended, was not a good idea. Not such a problem if everything was illicit but Charity Revue wasn't illicit he was very much all above board, if a little unusual. Ray appeared before my new freedom came into effect therefore had to remain illicit until he could be introduced at a later date. Secrets were not required! In fact the total lack of secrecy was the absolute raison d'etre. The buzz, the shared pleasure. Bugger! My husband didn't get where he was today without being wonderful, clever, smart and a thinker. He doesn't have problems he has challenges and to my knowledge none have beaten him, to date. He also indulges me more than I deserve but daft he ain't. Smacking him between the eyes with something that is clearly wrong is not just insulting it's plain stupid. It was a 'two cups of coffee problem'. I went through the logic a couple of times and it seemed sound. Setting up another email address I sent 'Problems with email! Please use this email in future DO NOT use the other one again!' to Ray. I set up a filter to delete anything from Ray in the original and deleted everything from and to him. This just left everything between Charity Revue and myself. I checked the logic yet again. Ray was now out of the system and living on his own. If he sent anything to the original it would be deleted automatically. Charity Revue's emails and my replies where on official rude email system and any new friends could go there without problem. Oh! What tangled webs we weave....! That just left the problem of my approach to the lad in the phone shop. I mulled it over while I did the very un-naughty wife household bits and bobs. Charlie popped round just after one, couldn't stop, was just in to ask if all was well and if Thursday was good to check my bush as Maureen was going to be out most of the day. I had time to tell him all was very well and how I thought Ray was getting out of order. He agreed and asked if that put him on a full time, permanent contract. With just a quick kiss and a very swift fingering, just to check I was wet, he was gone. I was! I sent a txt to my husband telling him exactly that also that I had heard from Charity Revue who was free Tuesday and that I hoped he was full of beans for the evening ahead as I was feeling in need.... xxx It was a great session. We slept like logs and the naked waitress served him breakfast. I went through the order of play that I hoped for in the phone shop for his opinion, and for confirmation that he was still happy with everything. It was early days. He suggested that I get him to show me how to take photos/videos then added that I should ask him to show me how to send them to contacts. It didn't take a genius to see where that was going so I asked if he wanted me to take photos of me with Charity Revue if I could. He just smiled and told me it was totally up to me! WOW! There’s more to cum, if you wish?