You Little Tease

by Matt Coolomon

  You Little Tease

  New young Hotwife

  Matt Coolomon

  Edited by Sher Madonna

  Adults Only

  High level erotic content

  Copyright © 2019 Matt Coolomon

  All rights reserved. No part of this Book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted, in any form, without the written consent of the copyright holder.

  This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any real life person is coincidental.

  You Little Tease: New young Hotwife is an 11,000 word X-Rated novella. Also included are bonus chapters from the prequel Girlfriend Agrees to go Topless (6000 words). Please enjoy.

  -Matt Coolomon

  Chapter 1

  “Aw fuck me!” Alan squeezes hard to stop it, but his cock continues to throb, and spurts of cum lash the front of his t-shirt. He’s arched back in his computer chair, his head thrown back even further and his eyes shut tight.

  His cock continues to pulse and dribble semen over his thumb and down into his thick wiry pubes. “Faaarkin’ hell,” he groans and opens his eyes to look at his computer screen again.

  He is looking at a man’s dark, hairy arse crack and ball sac. The guy shifts around to the camera and seems to lift, or reposition it. Slender female legs flash past then settle in shot behind him. They are resting wide open, the girls firm, slender belly wet with sweat, her abdomen and the underside of her bare tits heaving as she lies panting.

  Alan looks around for something to wipe his gooey hand on. His pants are open and his cock is sticking out above the waistband of his jocks, the elastic uncomfortably cutting into his balls. His wife’s tissue box is across the room but he decides it’ll be ok to use his t-shirt to clean up with.

  He carefully pulls his shirt off over his head, the cummy wet patches smearing his face anyway, and he uses the sweaty back of the shirt to wipe his face and hands.

  Alan hears a vehicle pull up in his driveway. He inches apart the blinds to see his boss Gary’s Land Cruiser wagon. Alan’s wife Lisa is hopping down from the passenger seat as the guy gets out and grabs her bag from the back seat. Gary opens the back door of the Cruiser and slings their tent bag over his huge shoulder.

  Alan slumps back down onto his office chair and hits pause on the video he just found in his email inbox. The image freezes on the guy just having pulled his pants up. The guy is kneeling beside the blow-up bed and grinning down at Alan’s wife, who is propped up on an elbow with an arm over her bare tits. The face of another of their co-workers is poking in the through tent flap.

  “Aw fuck,” Alan groans again, shaking his head as he stares at the image for a few seconds, then he quickly shuts down and rushes off to find a fresh shirt.

  Chapter 2

  (Three days earlier)

  “Fuck Me!” Alan groans as he plonks down on a log beside the small pond. Lisa is sitting on a rock ledge just under the surface of the pond. He turns his hands up at his wife’s questioning glare. “We have to go back. Dad needs me. He said he’s gonna lose megabucks if he doesn’t get this roof finished by the end of the weekend. He’s gotta fly out first thing Wednesday morning.”

  “Oh,” Lisa returns, grimacing. “So, when will we have to leave?”

  “I dunno, we could either drive back tonight or really early in the morning.” Alan shrugs. “We could go right now and you could be back in your real bed by ten tonight.”

  “But I just got used to camping.” Lisa pouts. “I was starting to like it, and it was my turn to cook for all the guys tonight. I was looking forward to that.”

  Alan looks over at the campsite where the four other men from his and Lisa’s work are lazing around in camp chairs, drinking beers and chatting. He chuckles a little. “Your cooking ain’t the only thing they’re gonna be missing out on. Unless you leave old Gary one of your bikini tops. He’s got some big old man boobs, haha.” Alan grins down at his wife floating on her back in the water. “Bigger than yours baby!”

  “Huh! Tell me about it,” Lisa scoffs, smiling too. Then she pouts again. “And it’s fun being the only girl and getting all the attention for a change. Without cranky old Margaret scowling at the guys who come up to the office and say hello sometimes.”

  “Yeah, she looks like a bit of an old bag. Everyone’s scared shitless of her,” Alan agrees. He has only just started at the factory where Lisa has been working for six months. He’s based on the factory floor while Lisa works in the office upstairs. The four guys they are camping with invited them along for the Easter holiday weekend, together with another couple who didn’t turn up. They have set up camp by a small stream on a farming property belonging to the owner of the factory. It’s going to take them an hour to get back to the road then another three hours on the highway to get home.

  “So, what did your dad say exactly, Alan. Why can’t he just finish the job next week? He said he wasn’t going to call you up like this anymore.”

  “I know, baby, but he can’t. He has to go with Mum to some fucking wedding somewhere. She’ll kill him if he tries to get out of it. And the owners of this house are having a wedding next weekend too, and they’re freaking out coz the pergola isn’t finished. Dad promised them he’d have it done in time.”

  “Hmm, still sucks,” Lisa grumps. “Why can’t he get Trent or someone?”

  Alan nods. “I know, baby, but he’s gonna pay us five hundred if I do it.”

  Lisa’s eyes light up. “Five hundred!”

  “Yeah, I told him we’re already away on holidays and I wasn’t comin’ back for fuckin’ peanuts.”

  Lisa’s suddenly smiling and biting a grin. She swishes water over her chest, her nipples tight and poking at her tiny red bikini top. She glances up. “How much can I have to spend?”

  Alan chuckles. “Half-n-half, I reckon. Since we weren’t expecting it and it’s not in that tight-arse new budget we did.”

  “Haha, I know it isn’t. And I know exactly where I’m spending mine too!”

  “Oh yeah?”

  “Yup. But I’m not telling. I’ll just show you instead.”

  Alan smiles broadly. “Ooh, so something sexy, yeah?”

  “Hmm, maybe!” Lisa has leant back with her head against the bank, allowing her body to float off the ledge a little.

  “Aaw fuck, baby, you look so sexy right now lying there like that.” Alan cranes back over his shoulder to check on the other guys again. He looks back at his wife. “It’s been so long since we done anything too, hey?”

  “Do you mean us? Like us doing it?” she asks softly, but a big breath has her tits lifting and pressing against her bikini top, and her hidden little mons bobbing up through the surface sometimes.

  “Yeah, I mean us, of course. Like it’s been nearly three weeks or whatever, hasn’t it.”

  “Yeah, I guess.” Lisa peers up from swishing water. “I can’t help missing Trent and your brother a little bit sometimes too. I mean, I know with us getting married and all, but it still used to be fun, hey.”

  Alan’s chest tightens as he remembers how that felt, not knowing what to expect when he used to come home from work. He swallows and takes a breath. “But I was glad when they finally moved out, baby. My dumb-arse brother was just fucking ya all the time at the end there. I couldn’t get a turn with you when ya weren’t already full of his fuckin’ goo. His, or fuckin’ Trent’s, that is. Or just to kiss ya for once when you couldn’t taste where one of ’em had been in ya mouth.”

  “Mmm I know,” Lisa agrees, rubbing down her legs and pressing them together. She’s blushing and grimaces guiltily as she peers up. “Nick actually called in at home one day about six weeks ago.”

  “He did? Like what for?”

  “Um… just to
say hi and that. He was driving past on one of his delivery runs.”

  “Yeah? And?” Alan presses, his gut tightening and his cock twitching with what he can well imagine might have happened. His wife is just chewing her grin and swishes the water again. “So, did he try anything?”

  “Um…” Lisa nods a tiny bit. She grimaces. “He’s so insistent though, Alan. There’s no stopping him when he wants it.”

  “Aw fuck! So he nailed ya?”

  “Ah huh.” Lisa gulps and takes a big breath. “Just over the kitchen sink though. I wouldn’t let him take me to our new bed or anything.”

  “I’m gonna kill the little shit,” Alan declares, although he can’t help boning up a bit at the thought of his little brother getting onto his wife – the first time since they got married. He has been wondering if Nick was going to defy him and come around again. He and his buddy Trent used to rent out their spare room and fuck Lisa all the time. It was supposed to end when they got married and kicked the two of them out.

  Alan is shaking his head. “Was that the only time, baby? Has fuckin’ Trent been round at all?”

  “No, that was the only time, Alan. That’s the first time since our wedding, with any other man. And it wasn’t nice or anything. He just took me and got off really fast. I had to go and use the big dildo you bought me for my birthday after he left, so I could get off myself.” Lisa giggles. “Except Mr Anderson was in his flower garden right there under our bedroom window and I had to be soo quiet.”

  “Aw fuck,” Alan groans and shifts to make room for his cock in his shorts. He is conjuring a mental picture of the huge black dildo sliding into Lisa’s pussy, lubed by his little brother’s cum.

  “And the window was even open and the curtain was pulled back, so I had to worry if he was going to look in, like he does sometimes.” Lisa is rubbing down her thighs again and squirming. “Mmm, but I was nearly hoping he would, Alan. I couldn’t help making some little sounds to try and get his attention.”

  “Damn it, baby, you’re driving me nuts sayin’ shit like that. You know it always fucking does!”

  “I know but I just miss it, Alan. I miss how exciting it is with guys just grabbing me and having me whenever they want.”

  “Yeah right.” Alan expels another big breath and checks over at the guys again. They’ve been looking his wife over ever since they arrived yesterday morning. She’s been getting around in shorts and a bikini top mostly, and her bikini top is tiny and just sits lightly over her nipples when it’s dry. “I was kinda thinking we might be able to try something here, baby. I was just thinkin’ it, though, I wasn’t sure I wanted to say anything to ya.”

  “I’ve been thinking it too,” Lisa replies immediately.

  “Yeah?” Alan shoots back as his face and neck flush with heat. The four men they’re with are all older and bigger than him. Gary is his supervisor at work but they all boss him around a bit.

  “I don’t know, maybe we could,” Lisa goes on softly, her blush rising too as she peers up at Alan, shrugging a little. “Maybe you could go and help your dad and I could stay for the rest of the weekend and let them have me.”

  Alan’s entire body has lit up with tingles of excitement and a familiar kind of dread now. “You mean to let all of them?” he checks with his wife, although he knows exactly what she means.

  She does a little nod, biting down on her lip. “I was just thinking then, that it would be fun if they didn’t know that you knew. Just to let them all take me behind your back.”

  Alan swallows hard. “Yeah, that’d be better.” He draws a big breath and expels. “If we do this again, I’d rather the dudes whoever they are don’t know about me likin’ it and that. They just fuckin’ stir me about it all the time when they do.”

  “Ah huh, we could do it like that, Alan. I can easily pretend.”

  “Yeah, I know, baby.” Alan checks back up the hill at the camp and the men still sitting around chatting. “But, like with all four of them hey, baby? I know they all wanna fuck ya but..”

  “Mmm, I’d like it to be with all of them, Alan. I could be their little plaything, cooking their meals and satisfying their other needs as well, like women are supposed to, right?”

  Alan can’t help reacting to the tease in his wife’s tone and smile. “Aw fuck, baby, you’re only s’posed to for me though. I’m your husband, aren’t I.”

  “Ah huh but I love it, Alan. I love satisfying men. Making sure their bellies are full and their big heavy balls are nice and empty.” Lisa giggles. “Mmm yummy, I wanna suck them all off too. I used to get soo much cum to drink when Nick and Trent were living with us.”

  “Aah fuck, baby, don’t fuckin’ say shit like that,” Alan complains and has to squeeze the head of his cock hard to stop from ejaculating in his pants.

  “Come here! Let me,” his wife says.

  “What, right here?”

  “Yes, I want it. Let me taste you,” she says, lifting from the water as he approaches.

  “Aw fuck, baby!” Alan presents his stiff dick to his wife while keeping a watch over his shoulder at the camp. She sucks him in deep and bobs her pretty head. “Aagghuh,” he grunts as his load immediately shoots into her hot little mouth.

  “Mmnnn,” she moans softly and gulps it down. “Mmm, yummy, man juice.”

  Chapter 3

  Gary watches the young couple while the guys around him continue chatting and laughing. He can see young Alan has just gotten a head job. His pretty wife is slinking back into the pond as he gets up from his crouching position in front of her. Gary sees him zip up his fly, glancing anxiously up toward where Gary has been chatting distractedly with the others. He was watching them the whole time.

  Gary lives only a block away from Alan and Lisa. He has seen Lisa around quite a lot over the past year or so. She is always braless and wearing tiny shorts or miniskirts, often with two or three young guys either side of her. Gary also has a friend who lives in their street, a man his own age who brags that he got onto her at a party one night and fucked her.

  The thought of that has intrigued Gary ever since the girl started at his work. Although, Gary has little call for ever going up to the office, and young Lisa rarely ventures down the stairs from the mezzanine level. She declined the invitation the last time they asked her to come camping, and only agreed to come camping this time because they managed to get Alan on board.

  Gary is left alone when the other three guys wander down to the pond and sit around the edge talking to Lisa and Alan. Gary tidies up the lunch leftovers and keeps half an eye on the group down at the pond. He’s hanging out his washing when young Alan walks up the stairs and approaches.

  “Hey, Gaz, I um…I got an emergency call from me dad just now and I have to take off.”

  “Aw that’s a shame, lad. My buddy Ryan has just got his boat back from being serviced. We’ll be heading downstream to the lake for some skiing tomorrow.”

  “Yeah, the guys were sayin’. There’s nothing I can do though, Dad’s fuckin’ desperate and I gotta go help him out.”

  “Sure, gotta do what you gotta do hey! Damn shame though, your young wife there seemed to be settling in okay too. Looked like she was starting to enjoy this camping gig.”

  “Yeah, I know.” Alan is drawing random lines in the dirt with a stick, his face flushing red. “Thing is, Lisa wants to stay on if that’s okay with you, Gaz. She’s all set up in our tent and that. She just needs a ride home with someone and maybe some help packing up.”

  “Done, lad. Done! Don’t even worry about that.”

  “No, the guys were all saying they can give her a lift and that.”

  Gary grins deep down inside. “Hell no, lad, you don’t want her riding with that lot of rev-heads. Have you seen the cars they get round in?” Gary puts an arm around the younger man’s shoulders, clutching one and squeezing firmly. “Don’t you worry about your young wife, Alan, I’ll get your tent all packed for her and see her home safe and sound Tuesday night. P
romise I’ll take good care of her.”

  “Oh right. Thanks, Gary, I was hoping you might be able to give her a lift. I’d rather she came home with you.”

  “Sure, done deal. So when do you have to get going, are you headed off right now?”

  “Yeah, I need to be home tonight so I can be there to give Dad a hand first thing in the morning.” The young guy strolls away toward his tent, waving back.

  Gary finishes his camp chores and waves the young fellow off as he drives away, feeling an excitement in his loins he hasn’t felt in some years. The other three young guys are still down at the pond chatting and laughing with the girl. Gary finishes up and strolls on down the timber steps. The girl smiles up at him. She’s blushing though, and she peers around at the three young guys.

  “Well, what if I did?” Lisa says defiantly.

  “What if you did, what exactly?” Patrick asks blankly.

  Lisa is floating on her back. “What if I let you play around with me a bit, would it end up all over town when we get back?”

  “What, all of us?” Patrick goes on.

  Gary’s jaw drops.

  “Well, you’re all single at the moment, aren’t you? And it wouldn’t be fair if I only let one of you.”

  Patrick is grinning like a Cheshire cat. The other two boys are just staring in shock, their mouths gaping.

  “But I don’t mean all together, like a gang, whatever you guys call it. I don’t think I would enjoy that.”

  “Naa, hell no!” Bobby declares, suddenly finding his voice. “We could take turns,” he adds with a chuckle.

  Chapter 4

  The guys all chuckle along, and Lisa feels her blush rise again. She glances down, shaking her head and swirling the still water, making the ripples lap at her tiny bikini top, scraping her firm nipples beneath it. She looks back up, holding the steady gaze of the older man, Gary. “But you would all have to promise no one will ever find out,” she says, pleading a little. “If anyone found out I let all four of you, I will never speak to you again.”