THE PAST ADVENTURES OF ROGER CHAPPY

MY WIFE`S GIRDLES My Wife Glenda always wears a girdle, this comes from her Mother who was very strict about what women should and should not wear. This of course has given me great pleasure over the years, as I am a great lover of traditional ladies underwear, whoever invented tights should be shot. Last summer we had the usual boy scouts out in force for “Bobajob” week, where they very kindly do jobs around the house or garden for a few bob. We had a young lad called “Colin” who cut all the grass and trimmed all the hedges for us, which I was very pleased about as I hate gardening, and I think Glenda was more than pleased to be looking at a young male stud`s body all afternoon whilst he worked bare chested in the garden. We were both sitting out in the conservatory when I decided to wind-up Glenda, “He really has got a wonderful body, don`t you think Glenda, just look at the muscles rippling in his back, and his nice tanned six-pack, and those strong large thighs” Glenda looked at me and smiled “Yes darling, I think he is sex on legs, and at 17 years of age I`m sure he has got lots of girlfriends too”. After Colin had finished his chores he joined us for a drink, then he noticed one of Glenda`s girdles drying on the side, his face looked curious then he turned to Glenda and said “What is that garment for” “why that is a girdle, it holds my hips in and supports my nylon stockings, haven`t you ever seen one before, they are very sexy” As it was 1974, it was obvious that young Colin had probably never seen one of these before, and he still looked very confused so I said “Glenda, take off your dress and show the boy what you are talking about” with that Glenda looked very happy, as she always was a bit of a flasher, and she stood only a couple of feet away from this young male adonis and lifted her dress up over her head. I should tell you my Glenda is still a very attractive female with massive breasts, and lovely slender legs that still turn heads in the street even at her age of 54 years old, she is nice and plump but still only a size 12 in dress. If you can imagine a sixe 12 with 44DD breasts, you will see why poor young Colin was doing his utmost to hide his tentpole erection, as Glenda stood before him in her Tan coloured stockings, cream coloured girdle with suspenders attached to her stocking tops, white satin french knickers, bare stomach and waist topped off with her breasts trying to break out of the large cream coloured brassier, that looked like it was going to burst at any minute. Her bosoms were almost spilling out of the cups, and as she bent forward to pull up a stocking top the two bosoms wobbled like jellies, and the cleavage even gave me a hard on, so god knows what Colin was feeling as his young eyes surveyed the two mounds wobbling before him. I was now getting very excited watching this young man getting excited looking at my wife, and by the look on Glenda`s face I think she was getting her satin knickers very wet, whilst parading her womanly body to such a young hunk. Glenda sat down next to Colin and said “Here Colin feel the girdles material, and feel the suspenders that are holding up my nylons” Colin ran his young excited fingers all over my wife`s underwear before squeezing one of her large breasts, “Oh, you are a cheeky young man aren`t you, and right here in front of my husband aswell, is it ok dear if I let this young man go a little further with his explorations” I just smiled and nodded to my wife, this was the green light for her to lean forward and unclasp the brassier and let her two mounds of flesh wobble free and swing in front of Colin, she then got up and removed her french knickers tossing them to me, I immediately brought them up to my face and smelled my wife`s sex juices, they were absolutely soaking wet. I turned to look at them and saw Glenda wanking Colins strong young cock with her right hand and she had her left hand behind his head pulling his mouth down to meet her nipples, I could hear him sucking on them like a baby. I stared at his cock, it was about 7 inches long but very thick. Glenda pulled him down to the floor on top of her and as quick as a flash my wife`s legs were wide oipen and his young body was on top with her legs wrapped around him as he pushed his cock up inside my wife`s wet cunt. I was now wanking my own cock whilst watching this young man`s buttocks tensing and relaxing as he worked his cock in and out of my wife`s sopping wet cunt, and all the time he was feeling the nylon stockings and girdle around his body. Glenda`s bosoms were wobbling all over the place as they built up momentum and Colin was really hammering home his cock into my wife`s body much to my wife`s delight as she always says I`m not strong enough to give her a really good fucking. Then Colin yelled out “I`m coming” and he pulled out and sank his erect cock in between my wifes massive bosoms, she immediately squashed them together and he pumped load after load of hot young spunk into my wife`s cleavage and onto her face, she was now reeling all over the place as her orgasm ripped through her. I got up and replaced Colin`s cock with my own between her breasts, and I pumped my own load of spunk into her cleavage and face. She then pulled my face down into her bosoms and said “Eat all that lovely spunk from my bosoms, you bastard, how does it feel to see your wife being fucked by a real young man for a change. He was the best fuck I`ve ever had, and his cock felt much better than yours you wimp” I didn`t care that she was insulting me, as it just seemed to turn me on more, hearing my wife talk like a slut was brilliant. THE END.