What Hot Wives Really Want

by Meredith Cole

  What Hot Wives Really Want

  Meredith Cole

  Copyright © 2017

  Table of Contents

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  CHAPTER THREE

  CHAPTER FOUR

  CHAPTER FIVE

  CHAPTER SIX

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  CHAPTER ONE

  "Because I don't want to, that's why!" he said in a tone of voice just a little stronger than he really wanted to use. "I just don't think it's the right thing for us to do right now."

  She scowled at him, the rejection sweeping through her spirits. As she knelt on the bed, her slinky nightgown pulled tightly against her body, her charms nicely displayed, but she had all but given up. This was the fourth time she had been turned down. And as she watched him finish dressing, Wendy could feel her cunt throbbing from the very gentle fucking they had just finished minutes earlier.

  "But others do it, Tom," she reasoned, "and from what I've been told by some of the other girls, it's really fantastic!"

  She was smiling at him now trying somehow to soothe the anger between them.

  "I think if we tried it once, we both might like it as well."

  "Well, I don't think so!" he replied in a harsh voice. "So let's drop the subject for now, shall we?"

  "Till when, Tom?" Wendy asked, the tears flowing from her eyes. "I mean, do we continue like this until we're old and gray?"

  "And what's wrong with the way we're continuing?" he snarled in return. "We both enjoy what we're doing, don't we?"

  "Yes, Tom, but there's so much more we can enjoy," she answered, wiping away her tears. "And I do think we would enjoy it!"

  "Look, I don't have the time and certainly not the energy or desire to carry on with this conversation!" he retorted. "I'm going to go to work. I'll see you tonight and if I have to work late, I'll call and let you know."

  She knew their mini-argument was over and there was no sense in her trying to prolong it. No solution would be reached now and if she continued pressing him, no solution would be reached in the near future either. Wendy resigned herself to her fate and presented her lips to him for the parting kiss. She was surprised at how cool and quick his kiss was and then he turned and stormed out of the bedroom. When she heard his car start up and drive away, Wendy lay back down on the bed and sobbed.

  "Everyone else says it's so great!" she sighed to herself, trying to still the flowing tears. "And I have to have a husband who doesn't want what I have to offer! I'm never going to know what it feels like!"

  As she lay on the bed, Wendy began taking stock of herself. Was it possible that Tom no longer felt attracted to her? Maybe she really didn't have what he wanted. Or maybe what she had wasn't quite good enough from him. She felt sorry for herself once more and quickly rose to her knees looking at her reflection in the dresser mirror.

  Wendy smoothed her hair just a little, the blonde curls easily falling into place. Her bright blue eyes searched her face and she decided that she was as pretty as she had been a year ago when she and Tom had been married. In fact, with this new hairdo, she felt even prettier!

  Her eyes dropped to her tits, full and round as they lay hidden behind her nightgown's material. Her nipples were clearly visible through the silky fabric, their aroused state still evident by the twin pressures on the front of her gown. She had always considered her tits one of her better assets and she pulled the gown's fabric even tighter, outlining the round globes even more as she did. She pivoted slightly on the bed, her eyes watching the reflection of her tits as she did.

  Wendy decided that her waist was still slim and tiny yet meaty enough for Tom to put his hands around and know he was holding a woman. She smiled to herself as she tightened the fabric around her hips and eyed the swell hidden in the fabric. Yes, Wendy, decided, her body was not only youthful but attractive, very attractive. And she recalled with great fondness how she was constantly ogled whenever she went shopping or into one of the malls. If Tom didn't want her, she told herself, there were obviously many men who would take her. And she silently wondered if those men would do to her what Tom wouldn't.

  Then Wendy decided that quite possibly she was not attractive with her legs spread apart. Maybe that was what turned Tom off, but yet, he always seemed eager to stick that hot prick of his into her waiting pussy. It was just all the other things she wanted and that he would not do. With a quick and sudden movement, Wendy pulled the silky nightgown over her shoulders and brought her naked body into full view.

  She looked at herself in the mirror, the sloping curves of her hips pleased her almost as much as the jutting globes of her tits. And when she pivoted just right, the firmly rounded cheeks of her ass were decidedly pleasing to the eye. Wendy decided that her body was as good if not better than most other women's, but her mind was still clouded by indecision.

  Wendy lay back down on the bed, her mind pondering possible reasons for Tom's hesitation when it came to other aspects of making love. She used her hands to spread her pussy, her eyes trying to see if somehow the seemingly always moist flesh of her cunt was unappealing. Spreading her legs even farther apart, Wendy looked at her cunt-flesh in the mirror, her eyes carefully scanning the pink, wet flesh.

  She just loved the juicy warm feel of her cunt and she let her hands slide over the moist flesh teasingly, her eyes all the time watching her reflection in the mirror. Slowly, Wendy slid the tips of her fingers all along the pink flesh of her cunt-lips, moaning lightly as the tremors of the resulting pleasing sensation eased through her body. She knew the lips of her pussy were always super-sensitive to touch and as moist as they were now, the touching proved even more pleasant.

  Wendy kept watching herself in the mirror, her legs splayed attractively apart while her hands continued to roam about the flesh of her cunt. She hardly noticed the way her breath was quickening or the way her heart was beating faster inside her chest. Her hands continued to softly stroke her cunt-felsh while she really enjoyed the tingling sensation. And then when she slid one of her fingertips softly across the even more moist flesh of her clit, the feeling was so tremendous that she moaned loudly.

  She knew it was too late to try to stop now, for her gentle touch just felt too good on her cunt. And as she began to methodically stroke her clit ever so softly, ever quicker, Wendy felt her body begin to tremble as the pleasing sensations became more powerful and soared through her more often.

  "Oooohhhh!" she moaned, her pussy beginning to contract as the sensations surged through w its pink, juicy flesh.

  Faster and faster, Wendy maneuvered the nub of her moist clit in ever smaller circles, increasing the intensity of her pleasure. She felt her eyes closing in ecstasy as her heart beat even faster inside her heaving chest. Her hands were literally flying across the nub of her clit, stroking it ever so tenderly. More and more and more was all she could think of as her hands brought her the pleasure she so enjoyed.

  "Oooohhh!" she screamed loudly as the orgasm began its pleasant pulsations inside her. She sighed as the contraction really began to manipulate the flesh of her cunt now. And then the overpowering peak of pleasure was reached and with a final moan, Wendy surrendered to throbbing passion pounding her body while she writhed on the bed.

  It took her more than just a few minutes to recover from the bout of pleasure she had experienced and as she rose from the bed, her legs were still shaking slightly. There was a big smile on her lips as she glanced at her body in the mirror. She had often heard that a woman's body positively glowed after an orgasm and Wendy knew that to be true. For as she scanned her quietly heaving form in the glass, she could see a newer, softer glimmer to her flesh, a new tinge of rose to
the pinkness.

  She braced herself on the edge of the low dresser, her eyes still enjoying the view of her body in the mirror. Wendy took a hard look at the light-blonde thatch of curls just above her pussy and recalled something her friend Lisa had told her. She remembered Lisa saying she had shaved her cunt-hair off once and it so inflamed her husband with desire that he couldn't keep his hands, or lips or tongue off her cunt for the longest time.

  "I wonder if Tom would become more excited if I shaved my cunt?" she asked herself, mentally trying to envision what her cunt would look like without the blonde curls surrounding it. Wendy spread her legs apart in front of the mirror, her hips swaying from side to side as she looked at the now-revealed flesh of her pussy between her thighs. "I just wonder if ... , "

  Wendy turned quickly and headed for the bathroom. Opening the medicine chest, she removed the can of shaving cream Tom used every morning and then found her own razor, the one with the large, curved handle. Wendy often used this razor to shave her legs and she smiled to herself as she thought of the new use it would be put to today.

  She pressed the nozzle of the shaving cream can and let some of the lather flow out onto her fingertips. Wendy then smoothed it over the upper part of her cunt, completely covering the hair. It only took a few downward movements on the razor to tell her this would not be as easy a project as she orginally thought. But Wendy pressed on, her hand guiding the razor lightly across the flesh of her cunt until all the blonde curls had been neatly removed. She pivoted on her feet, eying the new look her bare pussy was showing. It really did look not only different but exciting as well, she thought to herself.

  And then Wendy spread her legs far apart, resting one of her knees on top of the sink basin. With a sigh, she decided that shaving the tinier hairs near this more sensitive skin would not only be awkward but very difficult to do. She knew the razor was very sharp and it would be unwieldy between her legs. It seemed as if her grand plan had suddenly reached an impasse.

  Then a delicious thought filled her mind, her eyes and face brightening as the smile inched across her lips, Wendy knew exactly what she would do.

  "Keep smiling, pussy!" She smiled to her reflected image. "I'll soon have you naked and ready for some real loving!"

  CHAPTER TWO

  "Hi, Lisa," she said into the phone, "this is Wendy. How are you doing?"

  "Not bad, not too bad at all."

  "I have a special favor to ask you," Wendy said. "Can you come over for a while?"

  "Sure. Be right over," Lisa said with a happy lilt in her voice.

  Wendy has put on her short silk robe and was all set when Lisa rang the doorbell. They greeted each other warmly, their lips grazing the other's cheek as Wendy closed the door behind her friend.

  "Now, tell me what kind of favor you want." Lisa smiled.

  Wendy suddenly found it hard to ask what she had gotten herself all primed to do. She smiled pleasantly, almost unconsciously, as her eyes devoured the tantalizing form of Lisa in the very tight shorts and halter she was wearing. Lisa's long, dark hair cascaded over her shoulders framing her face so prettily that Wendy was finding it hard to get even the smallest words to come out of her throat.

  "Sit down, why don't you, while I get us a cold glass of wine," she managed to say at last.

  "Sounds pretty serious," Lisa said as she returned to the couch with two full glasses of white wine.

  "Oh, it's not all that serious."

  Wendy smiled, her eyes cast demurely down to gaze at the floor rather than into Lisa's dark eyes.

  "Just promise you won't laugh at me, all right?" Wendy asked as she took a large swallow of wine.

  "You know I wouldn't do that!" Lisa said. "Now tell me, what is it you want?"

  Wendy took yet another sip to bolster her courage which was fast dwindling. Then she looked straight into Lisa's eyes and tried to smile her best.

  "Tom and I are having some problems right now," she said. "Problems that I really don't want to go into now, but I remember you said once that you shaved your pussy, your husband couldn't keep his hands off it."

  "Or his tongue either!" Lisa smiled.

  "Well, I was wondering if you would help me!" Wendy grinned. "You see, I thought I'd shave mine as well, but it's a little awkward getting the razor in just-"

  "Say no more!" Lisa grinned. "I'd be more than happy to do your pussy for you. It's a lot easier when someone else does it and as a matter-of-fact, I'll let you shave mine as well. How's that?"

  Wendy felt tremendously relieved when she had gotten the words out and even more relieved at Lisa's answer. She matched Lisa's emptying of her wine glass and was quick to refill them at the other woman's suggestion.

  "We might need it to keep our courage up!" Wendy grinned.

  Wendy followed Lisa into the bedroom, each of them carrying the newly filled wine glasses. Following Lisa's instructions, she got the razor and shaving cream from the bathroom along with some towels and a damp washcloth. Then Wendy watched as Lisa spread one of the towels down the center of the bed.

  "No sense in you not being comfortable." Lisa grinned at her. "Take your robe off and make yourself comfortable and the barber will be right with you, madam."

  Wendy peeled off her robe, turning her totally naked body toward Lisa as she positioned herself on the bed, the towel directly beneath her. She saw Lisa looking at her almost lovingly, her eyes flowing eagerly over every part of her exposed body.

  "Boy, you certainly are built!" Lisa whispered softly. "Now how about spreading those gorgeous legs apart and let me see just what it is I'm supposed to shave, all right?"

  Wendy eased her legs apart and thought she heard a sharp gasp from Lisa who was standing at the foot of the bed. She could see Lisa just standing there, her dark eyes riveted on the pink flesh of Wendy's cunt. But it was the gleam in Lisa's eyes that was so different, so hungry! But she felt better when Lisa knelt on the mattress, directly beneath her spread legs.

  "I'll use the washcloth to get the hair good and moist," Lisa explained. "That'll make it easier for the razor. Just lie back and relax. I won't cut you and it'll really feel good, you'll see."

  Wendy lay flat on her back and enjoyed the soft touch of the warm washcloth against her cunt-flesh. Lisa's hands expertly moved the washcloth up and down the entire length of her pussy, that old familiar tingling returning enjoyably to her. She decided that this was beginning to feel pretty good, and as she relaxed even more, the pleasing tingles continued to increase.

  She could hear her breath quickening as Lisa slid the warm, wet washcloth across her pussy. And oddly, Wendy could hear Lisa's breath also increase quite noticeably. And as Lisa's hand held the damp cloth to her cunt-flesh, Wendy could easily feel the soft squeezes penetrating through the cloth and right to her cunt. She closed her eyes and tried not to moan because she was feeling embarrassed that something so simple should feel so good. And as her heart began to race within her, Wendy felt Lisa's gentle squeezes become more infrequent.

  "So pretty," Lisa sighed softly. "Your pussy is so pretty, Wendy!"

  Wendy heard Lisa's breathing becoming more noticeable while the tender touches and squeezes on her cunt were becoming more deliberate. She felt as if her pussy was alive, begging for more, trying to tell her body to enjoy the pleasure it was feeling. And though she tried hard to conceal it, a soft moan of pleasure escaped her lips.

  "Relax and enjoy, Wendy," Lisa whispered. "Let me make you feel good."

  Wendy couldn't answer, her body was heaving so. And suddenly, the damp washcloth was gone and only Lisa's hand, touching and squeezing remained. Soft fingers were slowly, gently teasing the moist flesh of her cunt-lips, squeezing and rolling the flesh continuously. Wendy heard herself moan and felt the insides of her pussy dampening from the warm fuck-juices flowing from within her. And as Lisa's fingers continued to slide all over her cunt-flesh, Wendy felt her pussy throbbing excitedly from the woman's tender touch.

  "Oooohhhh!" Wendy moaned, her h
ead tossing and turning on the soft pillow while her body reacted to the pleasures it was feeling. She moaned once more as she felt a gentle fingertip touch the moist flesh of her clit ever so softly. And Wendy felt the thrills shooting up through her body as that fingertip began to slide ever more purposefully across her clit.

  Softer and softer and yet more often, the fingertip of Lisa's hot, soft hand continued teasing the moist flesh of Wendy's clit. The pleasure was almost too intense for Wendy and she moaned all the more as the climax began to build inside of her. And when she felt Lisa's hair float across the soft flesh of her inner thigh, she had to sigh once more. And then it was the even softer touch of Lisa's cheek against her thigh's inner flesh!

  But all the while, Lisa's fingertips continued teasing and sliding across the nub of her clit and Wendy felt as if she would explode. And when she felt Lisa's hot lips slide against her thigh flesh, Wendy heard herself moan louder because the woman's fingertip began moving faster across her clit. Faster, faster but softer, softer, Lisa's fingertip moved the flesh of her clit. And when Lisa's tongue began to slide along the flesh of her thigh, Wendy moaned louder still and allowed the orgasm to take control of her entire body.

  Her pussy was well into its series of contractions coming from the pleasing orgasm pounding her body. Wendy thrashed about on the mattress totally enjoying the surging pleasure sweeping through her. She thought Lisa would slide out from between her thighs but she found herself moaning all the more as Lisa's hot tongue continued sliding down her thigh flesh toward her throbbing cunt.

  "Ohhhh!" Wendy screamed when Lisa's tongue-tip slid across the flesh of her throbbing clit for the first time. She sighed as the hot tip of her tongue continued touring all over the flesh of her cunt-lips as well.

  Wendy felt another flow of juices seep powerfully into her cunt as Lisa's tongue excited her pussy all the more. The feeling was great! Terrific! Like she had never felt before! And Lisa couldn't have known what pleasure she was giving her, but she wasn't stopping either.