This story can only be found bundled with the Erotic Novella “The Personal Trainer”
The early morning rain was slowing down. As Rose looked out the window, the splattering of water coming from her guttering and bouncing off her windowsill made it a clear indication that she needed to get it seen to.
Rosebud, or Rose to her friends, was looking forward to the coming night, for she was entertaining work colleagues of her husband’s and had gotten everything ready. This event would change the way Rose looked upon sex, but she had no way of knowing that.
She set about cleaning some glasses which were stored in the shed, and made sure she placed drink mats wherever there was a chance someone would be placing a drink. Knowing that her children were being looked after by a family member, she relaxed for a couple of hours unwinding from the week’s hectic schedule.
By the time six o’clock came around, everything was in place and she was looking forward to having a drink. Her husband came in at six-thirty and informed her she could expect the first guest at around eight. Then seeing everything was ready, he poured himself a drink and kissed Rose on the cheek for getting it all prepared.
At nine o’clock, the dinner party was well underway, with everyone laughing and generally having a good time. There was one man there that Rose couldn’t help but notice, for he seemed to be staring at her all night; not that she minded she was aware that her slender figure was still an asset.
Her dress was a beautiful long affair, which exposed her bare back and gave away the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her 38DD bust was more than capable of filling it out, as the cleavage at the front clearly demonstrated.
As the end of the night approached, her husband’s friends seemed to drift off one by one, until she thought they had all gone. However, returning to the lounge, she found her admirer was still there and asked him if he would like another drink.
“Yes please,” he said, handing her his glass.
Her husband then informed her that Frank would be staying the night, in their room, and they would be sleeping in the spare room, as it didn’t have carpeting yet. Frank was from out of town, and would be going into work with him in the morning. Rose of course accepted this, and decided to check the bedroom in question, to make sure he had clean sheets.
By the time they had all retired for the evening, Rose was exhausted and couldn’t be bothered to get into her usual nightdress, opting instead to sleep in the raw. This one event was probably the catalyst for what happened next, for only twenty minutes after retiring, she had to go to the bathroom and completely forgot she was naked.
After finishing in the bathroom, she crossed the hall and proceeded into her own room, forgetting that their guest was now under the sheets. She climbed into bed, not bothering to put the light on, for fear of disturbing her husband. Then she cuddled up to the man she thought was her lover and best friend. She thought of the stares Frank had given her and started to get aroused, then she put her hand down the sheet to grasp hold of her man’s cock.
He was rock hard, but he felt different. Then she realized what she had done, shooting up straight in the bed and putting the side light on.
“Oh my God, I am so sorry, I completely forgot you had our bed,” she said, her face turning crimson.
“I think I guessed that, but it was fun anyway,” he replied, grinning from ear to ear.
Just then, her husband came into the room. He was quickly informed of the mix-up. He listened and then started to laugh; he found it all very amusing and they talked for a while. It was when Rose confessed that this situation had turned her on slightly, that the best night of her life began.