The Willing Wife Ch. 02

This is the second part of my tale about me and my wife Amy's early married life. I do hope you find it interesting. It has taken a while to commit the memory to paper... More chapters to follow.

CHAPTER 2 - THE WILLING WIFE

Amy went into the bathroom, and I followed her into the shower. When I came out she had put on a simple dress that showed off her figure perfectly. I lifted up her dress and felt her bottom. Yes -the plug was still in, and she hadn't put any knickers on!

"Why don't we nip out and have some breakfast?"

"Er - with this in my bum?"

"Yes - exactly! And no knickers!"

"Oh no! Knickers are definitely going on. I don't want it falling out!"

"OK - if you say so.."

"But I have got a thong I can wear - will that do?"

"Oh God Amy - you are just so gorgeous!"

I got dressed quickly and we went out into the fresh morning sun. There was a café not far away just on the high street, and we went in and ordered breakfasts.

"It's weird sitting here with this thing in my bum."

"Its very sexy though!"

"Well perhaps a little of that too. All these people going about their daily chores - and I'm here with this thing up me. I must be the only one..."

"Well, I'm getting turned on just thinking about that! If only they knew!"

"Thank goodness they don't!" We laughed together. Our breakfasts eaten we went back to the flat.

"I want to take you as soon as we get inside - I need to fuck you - hard!"

"Hmmm do you? I suppose you can if you want... but where are you going to fuck me first?"

"Oh.... I think I'm going to fuck your pussy with that thing inside you. Maybe I'll swap it out for the other one..."

"You've got a very vivid imagination Mark - that other thing isn't going inside me today. Maybe... you could use that vibrator you bought?"

"Ah... OK - I'll fuck your ass while you have the vibrator in your pussy, that newly shaven one!"

"That's better - I might enjoy that you know - might even have an orgasm!"

We reached the front door of the house and went into the communal hall and walked across to the stairs to our front door. As we did so Charles popped his head out from his front door.

"Ah! Glad I caught you two. I just wanted to check you were settling in OK and perhaps sometime this weekend if you're free, you'd like to pop in for a drink and chat? Maybe early evening today or tomorrow? "

"Er... well yes... that would be very kind Charles." I looked at Amy, who shrugged her shoulders. We weren't doing anything - so maybe we could spare half an hour.

"How about tonight?"

"Splendid! Say six o'clock?"

"Yeah that should be good."

"Excellent! See you then!" And he smiled broadly. "Six o'clock it is."

He shut his door, and we went up the stairs.

"Wonder what he wants to talk about?" I said

"Well - we'll find out at six won't we!" said Amy playfully. "Do you think I should keep the plug in while we see him?"

"No I don't think so!"

We shut the door behind us and by the time we'd reached the living area we were already undoing the buttons and zips holding our clothes on.

"Go get that vibrator toy thing you bought - I want to try it out!" She was in a frisky mood!

I disappeared into the bedroom and returned to find Amy naked and kneeling with her head and arms on the armchair seat and her bum in the air. Her breasts were hanging down delightfully seeking attention. The shiny stone in the top of the butt plug was twinkling at me. I eased it out. Her delightful anal hole winked at me before closing.

"Oh! that's better..."

"Hurting?"

"No - just becoming uncomfortable."

"You should have said earlier..."

"Don't be silly - where could I have taken it out, and where would I have put it if I did?"

I turned the vibrator on and began rubbing it over her slit and across her clit. I could immediately see that she was becoming quite excited. My other hand gently tweaked her nipples. She started moaning.

"Oh gosh, that's good!"

"You like?"

"Mmmmm..."

I moistened the vibrator with some spit, then slid the tip into her pussy.

"Oh... that's nice!"

I slid a little bit more in, then gradually worked it in fully. Amy was clearly getting very aroused - more than I'd ever seen before in fact. As I worked the vibrator in and out I could see moisture pooling around it, coating its length. I removed it and slid my cock in, plunging deep inside her. After a couple of minutes I pulled out and replaced my cock with her vibrator again. She immediately responded, and began to moan loudly.

"Oh god that's good!"

"You like that?"

"God yes - its touching things I didn't know existed.... Don't' stop...."

I continued driving the vibrator in and out, slightly more vigorously, and at the same time gently moved my cock into position and pushed against her rosebud. Using some more spit I lubricated the entrance then pushed in for the second time that morning. It didn't take long to work up a rhythm with both the tool and my cock moving in and out in unison. Amy was away, grinding herself against me, and she suddenly cried out as her orgasm broke. I couldn't believe it. It was the biggest one I'd ever seen her have! I finished seconds after too, pushing myself hard into her anal passage and emptying a second load of cum inside her. We slumped together on the chair, breathing heavily.

"Oh wow, that was amazing! Double entry!" she said.

I had a cheesy grin on my face which I couldn't wipe off.

"Have fun did we then?"

"Yes I did, and I think you did too!"

"I did. It's so lovely to see you enjoy yourself like that. Fabulous!"

"You don't mind then - that it's not you?"

"Mind? No! not at all... I can't vibrate like that you know!"

"It wasn't just that, although that was a big part of it. It was kind of different. Harder, more relentless... I can't really describe it, but it was great!"

We rolled onto the floor. I slid the vibrator out and cuddled my lovely wife. Amy looked at me and smiled.

"I don't know what to say. It was really nice. I don't think I've ever felt like that before. I don't know if I want you to do my bottom every day though..."

"That's fine sweetheart. We don't ever have to do it again if you don't want to. I understand."

"I just don't want it to become a thing we have to do every time that's all."

"Enough said. I won't be doing that every day, don't worry."

"Maybe once in a while. I want to please you. It's just a little strange for me."

We lay there for quite a while, then got up and had a shower. The afternoon passed and it was nearly six. Amy put on a nice dress, and I put a shirt and jeans on. We went downstairs to Charles's. He opened the door. We'd never been into his part of the house before. There was a hall about eight foot square, with a table and mirror above it opposite the front door. To the left was another door, and the right a passage led to what looked like more rooms and a staircase which must have led up to the second floor below our apartment.

"Come in, come in!" Charles was in his fifties I guessed. A little gone to seed, with a visible paunch underneath his shirt, which bulged a little where the buttons were. I don't think he took much exercise. He had glasses on and thinning black hair, which really looked like it needed a cut. He led us into the front room which overlooked the area where he parked his car, and there was a small garden between that and the road which was hidden by a hedge. The room was large, and furnished in a very old-fashioned way, with two heavy chairs either side of an original fireplace and a leather sofa facing it, with a big bookcase one side and a mahogany cabinet on the other with drinks on it. There were a couple of family photos on the bookcase, and several pictures on the walls, mostly of country scenes. There was a large plant on a table in the window.

"Sit! Sit please!" Charles had a slightly posh accent, which seemed to fit in with the general surroundings. "What would you like to drink? Sherry? Whisky, Gina and Tonic? I do have some wine as well if you'd prefer?"

Amy and I both had Gin and Tonics. Over the next hour or so we chatted. Charles proved to be the perfect host and refilled our glasses - generously. He spoke about himself for a while.

"I've always lived here. My mother and father owned this house, and I was born in the local hospital. My father died about fifteen years ago. He was a banker in the city. I had the flat upstairs converted years ago when I was younger, and my parents lived downstairs. When Mother was on her own after my father died, I looked after her for the next few years but she got cancer and passed away about five years ago. I used to be an actor - did a quite a bit with the RSC and a few other parts on TV dramas in the and 90's and early 2000's, but the work dried up when I wasn't available as I was looking after mother, and I've not bothered since. I never married you see. I had the odd girlfriend, but those actress types are all so unreliable and false so it never worked really." He seemed to really dislike them as he spoke about trying to "Romance" them. I suspected he was a bit old fashioned and possibly not on the same wavelength as most of the ladies he was trying to chat up.

"I only decided to rent out the old apartment because it seemed silly to leave it empty. You're my first tenants. It seems to be working very well. I don't have many visitors - you may see my niece occasionally who drops in every couple of weeks, and I do have a brother, Simon, who very occasionally comes to see me. We play bowls together on a Tuesday morning. How about you? What are your plans? Are you going to be here for some time or just a few months?"

He knew why we'd moved in due to our issues with our other flat.

"We're saving for a deposit on our own place, but it's hard. With all the other associated costs we need to get to around fifty thousand, and we're a long way from that at the moment. With rent as well, it's going to take a while before we can consider buying, so we plan to be here for a while if that's ok."

"Oh lovely! I don't like change, and it seems to be working so well. You are perfect tenants so far - nice and quiet! It must be so hard for you youngsters, trying to save for a deposit with all the other costs you have. I guess you have to be frugal for a while - no expensive holidays or starting a family!"

"It is hard and we are trying to save, but we have a plan and we should get there eventually."

We chatted a little more about the property and our jobs. Charles offered the use of the back garden if we wished, but I didn't really see how that would work, or what we would use it for. Neither of us were really into sunbathing or gardening.

We left after an hour or so, and went upstairs and made some supper.

"He seems like a lonely chap - nice enough but a little weird maybe?" I said as we cooked.

"I think that happens when you live on your own, and also the profession he was in... very unstable and insecure. It sounds as if he's ended up with no social life or anything. How sad."

"He seems to be just existing - not living. I don't think I could do that."

"Me neither. Like I said, rather sad really."

The conversation moved on and we forgot all about Charles. The weekend passed, we did some normal lovemaking on Sunday morning, and so the next week started. Amy had joined a gym and was planning to go Monday and Thursdays, and so in an effort to keep fit as well, I decided to go running at the weekend and sometimes during the week if I could find the time after work. The weekdays passed uneventfully. We went out with friends most weekends - or Friday nights at least. Routine was the order of the day. We didn't see Charles much either. I did see his niece one evening though. About 7 pm I was coming home from work on a Wednesday when a young lady followed me up the drive to the front door.

"Can I help you?"

"I here to see Charles. I'm his niece, Savannah. Pleased to meet you."

"Ah.. He did mention you. I'm Mark. I live in the flat at the top with Amy, my wife."

"Charles mentioned me did he?" she said with a curious smile on her face. I couldn't help noticing that she was wearing a coat on quite a balmy evening, and carried an oversize handbag on her shoulder.

"You're very good coming to see him. He doesn't seem to get many visitors."

"Yes I know. He looks forward to my visits. I don't like to disappoint him."

I opened the door and we both went into the hall. Charles appeared in his doorway.

"Ah! Mark! And Savannah - you've met!"

"Hi Charles - yes we met just now."

"Oh er yes... my niece. I think I mentioned her?"

"Yes you did. Pleased to meet you Savannah."

"Do come in Savannah my dear. I'll take your coat and bag and get you a drink."

"Good night Charles. Nice meet you Savannah." I said as I went towards our stairs.

"Nice to meet you too Mark."

"Have a nice evening you two."

"Thank you Mark. I'm sure we will." Said Charles, closing the door behind them. I went upstairs and into our flat. Amy was cooking supper.

"Hi sweetheart! How are you?"

I went up and kissed her neck, holding her from behind. She had a thin blouse on, and I began fondling her tits.

"Naughty!" she said.

"But nice...!"

I fondled her bottom and then lifted her skirt.

"No Knickers!"

"Just for you! Thought it would make a change from the sexy underwear thing!"

"Very naughty!"

"Well, if I've been naughty perhaps you should do something..."

I turned off the cooker and led her into the lounge. We kissed before I gently pushed her into a kneeling position then turned her round to lean against the sofa. My cock was rock hard. I lifted her skirt high onto her back exposing her beautiful bottom. Loosening my belt, I dropped my trousers and with little ceremony rammed my hard cock into her pussy, grabbing her hair.

"Naughty girls get a good fucking don't they?"

"Ah... Ah... Ah...! Yes they do! Are you fucking your wife?"

"Yes I am! Do you mind?"

"No, does it matter if I do?"

"No - I'm going to fuck you anyway!"

She laughed, knowing it was the passion talking. "You'd better fuck your wife then if that's what you want to do!"

This was quickie sex. No preliminaries. I just wanted release, and Amy was on the receiving end of my burning need to come. It didn't take long - a couple of minutes and I ejaculated into her and then fell on top of her back.

"Sorry... that was a bit unfair.."

"Its fine. I don't mind at all, you know that! What brought that on?"

"I love you! I don't know... I just suddenly wanted to fuck you! Is that OK?"

"I love you too! And yes its absolutely fine! You can fuck me any time you want!"

"Would you like me to get your toy out?"

"Oh not now - lets go eat."

"But I feel guilty - you haven't had any fun tonight its been all me."

"It doesn't matter. I'm here for you. Another time. Let eat.!"

Sex over, we adjusted our clothing and made quick visits to the bathroom. Amy finished cooking and we sat to eat.

"I met Savannah today at the door - you know, Charles' niece."

"Oh really? What was she like?"

"It was a bit weird. She was very pretty, but had a coat on, on this lovely evening. There was something about her. Can't place it.. just weird!"

"Oh well. Charles is a bit strange too, so it must run in the family!"

"Yes it must."

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"You're getting very turned on, would you like your vibrator now?" It was a Saturday morning and Amy and I were in bed. I had been playing with her nipples for several minutes and I could tell she was getting quite excited.

"Yes please!"

I reached out and picked it up from the bedside table where we'd put it before starting. Gently applying a little lube, I pushed it against the entrance to her vaginal tunnel, and then worked it slowly inside. I turned on the vibrations and began to push it in and out. I played with her clit with my other hand. She had one that on occasions popped out from its sheath, and when I could coax it out it was incredibly sensitive.

"Huuuhhh Push it in harder... yes... harder..." Amy put her hand on mine and pushed the silicone toy deep inside her, in and out, each time going as deep as it would. I began a rhythmic insertion of the toy, but she took over, and she pushed it in harder than I would have, and when fully inserted she rotated it inside in a circular way so it rubbed against the deepest part of her vaginal passage. I watched fascinated as she continued, clearly getting more and more aroused. This was the first time I'd seen my beautiful wife in such control over her own pleasure. She seemed oblivious to me as she rose to a climax.

"Ohhhh.... Arrrrgggghhhhh!.... AAARRRGGGHHH!..." She came with a cry as she continued to move the toy in and out, and round inside her. Her orgasm seemed to go on for ages. Eventually her passion subsided.

"Ok that's enough... Wow! That was great!"

"Oh sweetheart, I'm so pleased."

"Sorry it's not you all the time, but this thing really does it for me."

"No problem. If that's what turns you on I'm ecstatic." We lay there and hugged

"Now, what about you?"

"Oh, my imagination is running wild!"

"It always is!"

"Well, I fancy playing with your bottom, then a bum fuck, then a blow job, then both together..."

"That's silly! Too much stuff!"

"Well maybe not all of that. Go get yourself nice and clean. I'd really like a play though... I want to show you what I mean..."

"Well as you've been so good to me, you can! You know I always try to oblige!"

Amy disappeared off into the bathroom. When she returned I was lying on the bed with my head propped on a pillow and a very erect cock.

"Oooh - look what I can see!" She laughed.

"Come here sweetheart." I positioned her so that she was on all fours astride me, with her bottom facing my head. She dropped her head between my knees, which raised her bottom beautifully as it sat on my chest.

"This is very exposed." She said softly.

"It is. I can see everything from here. Your most intimate places all visible for me to see!"

"No-one else has seen me this close up since I was a baby!" she said quietly.

"Good. I should hope so!" The atmosphere in the room was suddenly very intense.

I ran my hands over her buttocks, feeling the smooth skin. Moving a finger down her exposed anal crack, I reached her rosebud. I moved on to her vulval opening and gently prised apart her lips. I put my fingers up to my mouth and laid some spittle on them, then moved them back and pushed them slowly into her.

"Oh..."

"How does that feel?"

"Like I'm being inspected."

"You are. Very intimately."

I removed my finger and inserted my thumbs into her moist pussy. This allowed me to move my fingers up to her anal entrance. Ever so gently I began to tease the delicate anal ring so delightfully presented to me.

"Oh... God.." she moaned.

"OK?"

"Yes..."

I removed my hands and picked up the lube, squeezing a little into each of my index fingers on both hands. Then I replaced my thumbs in her pussy and gently inserted one finger into her bumhole, moving it in and out gently.

"Oh!"

"There. It just slides in with a little help!"

I slid it out then put the other finger in, then both together, all the while working on her pussy and clit with my thumbs

"Its getting nice and easy now." I said.

"Ah..." She gently moaned.

I picked up the larger of the butt plugs, which she'd never had inside her before, and lubed that too, then gently pushed it against her ring. With surprisingly little effort it began to slide in. As the diameter increased so did the resistance.

"Oh God - what are you doing? What's that?"

"I'm getting you to take the larger plug, and its going to go in..."

"Ahhh, god,,, that feels sooo big..."

"It's not that big. It's certainly no bigger than my cock, and you've taken that, so this is going in!"

It was made of some sort of silicone, and only about three inches long, with the usual narrowing at the end followed by a wide piece to stop it sliding all the way in. I gently eased it in until it was fully embedded.

"How does that feel?"

"Like I need to poo!"

"Well, it's in now!" I began to pull it very gently out and then slid it back in again a few times. Each time she wriggled and moaned slightly.

"Oh my god this is so sexy! My beautiful, gorgeous wife bending over like this with a butt plug inside her, let her husband play with her like this... fuck!" I continued to move it in and out a few more times. "Oh fuck... just the most amazing thing..."

"Just for you. I'm your wife, I want you to enjoy yourself..."

"Oh I am! I want to fuck you now with the plug in. is that OK?"

"Yes of course it is!"

I moved from underneath her and repositioned myself between her outstretched thighs. I pushed my thumbs back into her warm moist pussy, then withdrew them. "Ready?"

I thrust my cock deep inside her in one move.

"Aaaarrgghh!" holding her hips I began slamming into her. It was just the most erotic thing we'd ever done. I looked down at her bottom with its plug in as my cock slid in and out. I couldn't resist... I reached down and held the end of the plug... then as I pulled my cock out I pulled the plug as well. Now I was fucking my wife in both her bottom and her pussy at the same time!

"Oh my God! Please..." Amy gasped

"What...?"

"Oh.... Oh..."

"Want me to stop?" I asked as I continued to plunder her holes.

"No... no... I'm yours... fuck me..."

This wasn't going to take long! With a shudder and cry I climaxed, pumping her full with my cum. We collapsed on the bed together. Turning her onto her back I kissed her passionately.

"You are just amazing! Thank you!"

"Well it was certainly different!" responded Amy with a grin.

"Hmmm... it was! you OK?"

"I'm fine. I love you!"

We kissed again. I reached round and gently removed the plug from her bottom.

"You didn't get your blow job!"

"Ahhh well... I didn't did I? Never mind..." I reached down between the thighs and felt the cum oozing out of her pussy. Pushing my finger up inside I scooped up some and brought it up to her mouth.

"You're not serious?"

I looked into her eyes. "I'm afraid I am. Open.."

Without breaking eye contact, she brought her hand up to hold mine, and held my fingers to her lips... and then gently slid them into her mouth. I felt her tongue rolling around them. Then she slowly slid them out.

"Satisfied?"

"Oh yes.. God that is the most erotic thing I've ever seen!"

"Really?"

"Yes! You are just the sexiest, most gorgeous thing on the planet! "

She knelt up and moved down my body. "I guess you'll be wanting me to do this then..." and she kissed the end of my now semi rigid cock, before sliding her mouth down the shaft. I felt her tongue swirling round my shrinking cock as she sucked at it.

"Oh... my... God!"

She took her mouth off and grinned up at me. "No blow job - just a clean up!"

I pulled her up and held her close, looking into her eyes as we both smiled at each other. She eyed me quizzically. "Don't you want me to clean you up properly then? You know, get you all super clean?"

I laughed. "No its fine. You are so amazing!"

"Well we both got our rocks off - if you remember that very old phrase."

"We did didn't we?"

We lay and cuddled for some while, before getting up and cleaning ourselves up. What a wonderful wife I had. So sexy, and willing to indulge me in my wilder moments.

We went out with friends in town on Saturday evening, and Sunday morning was spent making beautiful, passionate love. No kinky stuff, no plugs, toys or anything - just normal husband and wife lovemaking.

I was planning on cooking on Sunday evening. "Why don't we invite Charles for dinner?" said Amy. "You know - sort of return the hospitality and then if he doesn't come up we've done the right thing."

"We could do I suppose - I'm doing pasta. Go on then. 7?"

Amy went downstairs and came back shortly after. "Charles is very pleased to be invited - he'd love to come."

At 7 precisely there was a knock at the door. Charles was there holding a bottle of red wine.

"Thank you very much for asking me."

"Well we enjoyed our drinks the other evening and thought you might want to check out we're looking after your flat."

"Oh I'm quite sure you are! This is a bottle from my fathers' cellar. It's a very good Bordeaux. He used to have a passion for wine collecting. I'm afraid I only drink the stuff! This is a 1980s Margaux. Probably should be decanted. Do you have one...?"

"Er sorry no. we don't."

"Oh never mind. I'm sure it'll taste fine without."

We took him into the lounge and Amy got him a glass of wine from the bottle, pouring me one too. She didn't usually drink on a Sunday. We sat and made small talk while the food finished cooking and I put on the pasta. When it was ready we sat down at the table and I served. As we ate Charles told us a little more about the house, and how his parents had bought it in the 1960's.

"It really hasn't changed much since then, apart from this flat, which used to be attics, probably for servants or something. I had a new bathroom for mother a few years ago, but apart from that nothing much has changed. I did have the decorators in to do some rooms, and of course this flat, but many of the features are the original ones. It would be a pity to tear them all out."

"Don't you get lonely being here all by yourself every day?" said Amy.

"Not really. I enjoy my own company, and I have bowls on a Tuesday. Oh, and of course Savannah comes and sees me every two weeks. I really look forward to her visits." He smiled rather strangely as her name came up.

"She certainly seemed very nice when I met her the other day."

"She's lovely. She's finishing her degree this summer and I think she's doing some travelling before starting a job, so I don't expect to see much of her going forward. All you youngsters must find it so hard, getting a job and then trying to set up home. It's all so expensive."

"It is. We reckon it will take us at least five years to raise the money for a deposit on a house."

"Oh dear, and I'm sure you want to get started as soon as possible."

"We do. It's very frustrating."

The meal over we had a coffee and then Charles made his excuses, thanking us profusely for our hospitality.

"Not a problem Charles. We'll be here for quite a while as you've probably gathered so we might as well get to know each other!"

"Indeed. Thank you once again for a fabulous meal."

"Well thank you for bringing such a lovely bottle of wine!"

And he left our flat and we closed the door and began clearing up.

"That went OK I think?"

"Yes fine. Duty done."

"Bed after we've tidied up?"

"Yes - another week beckons." I said with a yawn.

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Summer was upon us. The warm weather brought out the best in everyone. We had thought about a holiday, but didn't want to spend money when we were saving so hard. One evening I was returning from work. It was a balmy evening and I was thinking of slipping out with Amy to a local pub for a drink in their beer garden, and maybe getting a bite to eat too when Charles popped his head out of his flat as I closed the main door.

"Ah Mark! Glad I've caught you - are you free for a quick chat?"

"Yes sure."

I went into his flat and we went into the front room.

"Drink?"

"Er... OK."

"G and T?"

"Fine."

"Do Sit down. I have something I'd like to discuss with you if you have five minutes."

"Sure." He poured me a drink and we sat opposite each other.

"Mark. I've been having a think. And please hear me out. This might seem a little strange, and I apologise if it does. So... As you know Savannah is a university student. She's completing her final year and leaves in a week or two. The thing is.... Well... She's not actually my niece. Her name isn't really Savannah either. I'm her sort of sugar daddy. I've been helping her fund her time through university for the past two years. She comes to see me every two weeks for, how do I put it, a little relaxation therapy. She spends a couple of hours with me, and we do some er... exercising together. Honestly, it's worked really well. I intend to find a replacement, and well, this is the thing... You and Amy are so nice and so devoted to each other and I really want to help you on your way, so I was thinking... Maybe... we could come to some sort of similar arrangement with Amy once Savannah leaves? I was thinking I could waive the rent, and in return Amy could perhaps take over from Savannah? This way you'd be able to save lots of money really quickly and buy that property you were wanting to do. I mean, you'll probably dismiss it out of hand, but I just thought, well... you know.... it was just a thought... I mean, it wouldn't be anything very dreadful...."

I sat there totally gob-smacked. The idea was completely and totally absurd.

"I don't know what to say Charles. Its frankly bizarre. And the answer is absolutely no."

"I know... Thought you'd probably say that... Sorry for raising it... silly really. I just thought it might be a solution to both our - shall I say - little problems."

"You seriously thought that Amy might be interested in presumably some sort of sexual arrangement in return for money?"

"Yes quite right. Very silly of me. Stupid of me to have mentioned it really. Sorry if I've wasted your time. Let me see you out." He got up and ushered me to the door.

"Goodnight Mark. I must apologise. Very silly of me. I hope it doesn't spoil things."

"Good night Charles." I left and went upstairs to the flat. As I climbed the stairs I was fuming that he would have thought it was an idea we would be interested in. "What a sleaze-ball." I muttered to myself as I climbed the stairs. Amy greeted me warmly and we quickly went out to the pub as I had originally intended. Sitting in the sun with our drinks, I decided to tell Amy of my conversation with Charles.

"So, Charles collared me when I came in the door tonight. You'll never guess what he said..."

"What?"

I relayed the conversation to her. She looked shocked by the whole thing. "That's totally gross!"

"It is isn't it? That dirty old man thinking you'd be his play-thing a couple of times a month... I can't believe it! What a creep!"

We laughed together.

"My god - can you imagine what that Would be like? I mean - it's just sooo gross." I said.

"It is very strange. Why would anyone do that?"

"Strange! It's just..." I shook my head. The idea of my beautiful young wife in the hands of that creepy man were just too awful to contemplate. We got another round in, and our food arrived. As we re-entered the house I glanced at Charles' front door which was closed, and all was quiet.