Hot Wife Texts - Rachel and Stephen
- Ariyana F
- Apr 9
- 11 min read
Rachel - wife, Stephen- husband, John- Boss
Wednesday 3pm Rachel and Stephen
I just got a notification that the door was opened, was that you?
Yup. You’re always so on top of that.
Of course I am.
Wouldn’t want any intruders at my brand new house.
Wait… why are you home so early?
Got into another argument with the boss.
He’s not happy about the way I deal with the clients.
Apparently I’m ‘too nice’.
You are a little too nice.
I know.
But I just want to be able to save them money, you know?
Without exploiting them.
Then you entered the wrong business.
I don’t think I’ll be able to get the promotion at this point.
I’ve been trying to make partner for years now…
And I finally had the chance, and now I’m so fucked.
It’s all my fault.
I don’t really know what to say, babe.
I wish I could do something to make it better.
Just seeing you tonight will do.
Come home soon.
Thursday 9am John and Stephen
I hope you’ve finally come to your senses about this.
Are you sure there’s no other way?
No, she’s the only one I want.
I’ve been watching her for years, Stephen.
If you want to make partner, I want you to let me have one weekend with her.
To do whatever I want with her.
We just bought a house together, John.
There’s no way she’d accept these terms.
I can see how much she cares for you.
I think she’d say yes, if you just tried.
I have a meeting. I’ll talk to you later.
Just remember - this is your last chance.
Friday 9am John and Stephen
How did it go?
How did you know I talked to her?
I had a feeling.
She said yes.
I told you she would.
This is the craziest thing ever.
I can’t believe I’m going to just let you do whatever you want with my wife.
It's fully consensual between all three of us.
Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt her.
I know you won’t.
Well, I don’t really know.
I have one condition, though.
Yes?
I want her to be able to update me.
And send me pictures.
You want to watch us have sex?
You’re sure that’s not going to be worse for you?
No, I want to be a part of all of it.
Well, that’s not a difficult term to accept.
I will send my driver to pick her up tonight, and she’ll be returned to you by Sunday evening.
Okay.
This better fucking turn out okay, John.
Friday 4pm John and Rachel
Are you ready?
Is this John?
How did you even get my number?
I have my ways.
Are you ready for my driver to pick you up?
I can’t believe you’re actually going through with this.
This is absolutely insane.
Is this really how you want to give Stephen his promotion? We both know he’s perfect for it.
I’ve seen the way you look at me during work events.
I know you weren’t just doing this for him.
I never thought anything like this would happen, John.
We’re good for each other.
You’ll see.
I’m ready, you can tell them to pick me up.
Will do.
Saturday 11am Stephen and Rachel
How did it go last night?
Should I be worried yet?
Are you sure you want me to talk about it?
Yes, I want to know all of the details.
I told you I wanted you to enjoy yourself and I meant that.
We both know you’ve always had a crush on him.
… okay.
How should I begin?
He brought me to a restaurant, and we just had a normal dinner date, mostly talking about what’s going on at work.
Since you told me to send you photos.
You already look so happy there.
Are you jealous? I can stop.
No, continue.
He said we needed to take as many shots as possible for you, since that was your only request, so here is me posing in front of the airbnb. He didn’t want me to see his house for some reason.
I’ve never seen it either, how mysterious.
I was super nervous, but he kept making jokes and it did make me feel better.
I hadn’t touched anyone other than you for so long.
I know.
We’ve been together for years.
Though when I found out you had a crush on him, I couldn’t help but imagine the two of you together. Maybe I just imagined it too much and it finally came true.
He told me to take my shirt off, and he took another photo.
You look right at home there.
He makes me feel comfortable for some reason, like I’ve met him before somewhere.
I didn’t like that he had his full suit on, though. Felt a little unfair.
Some guys just like to see girls completely naked for them.
Then I took off my bra. He wouldn’t stop taking photos.
It's funny how you went with jeans for a date.
I didn’t want to look like I was very eager to be there.
You’re such a loyal wife, I love that about you.
No comments on my boobs?
They’re just as beautiful as ever.
Would love to have them in my mouth right now.
Did he touch you at all?
Not at this point, he just wanted me to pose for him. He was a few steps away at all times.
It was kind of nerve wracking, actually. I kept wondering when he was going to make his move.
I wonder if he’s playing some sort of mind game.
He likes playing mind games at work.
It's why he has such an important role at the company.
What happened next?
He told me to get on the bed and remove my pants.
Then he told me to sit on top of the pillow and grind against it, pretending that it's him.
Holy fuck.
Yeah.
Honestly, I couldn’t help but be turned on at that point.
It was just the anticipation of it all… like I was just waiting for him to strike.
So did you do it?
I hesitated for a bit, but he just kept looking at me expectantly, so I didn’t know what else to do except to listen to him.
I turned to face him, and just started grinding. I felt like I was crazy, but he kept staring at me with his hungry expression, and it made me feel like I was actually being sexy.
I think it's the same hungry expression he gives you when he sees you at the gatherings.
Very similar… but more intense.
And then?
After I did it for a few minutes, he told me to lay back and touch myself. He said he knew I was already wet, and that I should imagine I’m alone in my bedroom, and to do what I wanted to make myself feel good.
It feels like he’s done this before.
Probably. He seems like an expert.
So I did what he told me to do, it wasn’t that different from grinding against a pillow.
Look at you.
You’re so… deep in your thoughts.
You look so different than how I usually see you.
Yeah… my heart was pounding like crazy, knowing he was taking pictures and watching me, but I just couldn’t stop.
My wife is so beautiful… look at you.
He said the same thing actually. He just kept telling me how beautiful I was, and how perfect.
The man sees your worth, how can I be mad about that?
Here’s another photo.
Did you cum?
Yes. I was touching myself, increasing in speed, my breath becoming more ragged, and then I heard his voice in my ear, telling me to let myself go, that I was allowed to cum if that made me feel good. I think it was his hot breath against my ear or something, but I couldn’t help myself. I came so hard, arching off of the bed and moaning… I felt so embarrassed. And when I opened my eyes I knew he could tell how good I felt. He had this smug expression on his face.
That asshole.
I don’t know how he’s so good at this.
And then? Did he touch you then?
He said he wanted to play cards with me!
What kind of audacity is that?!
Cards?
Wasn’t he hard? Didn’t he want to fuck you?! I thought this was the whole point!
I knew it was some sort of mind game.
Thankfully I just came off a pretty good orgasm and was fine with just doing nothing for the evening.
He had other plans though.
He told me to put his shirt on, which definitely had his cologne all over it, and then every time I lost a hand, I had to take off another article of his clothing.
He must’ve been some sort of star poker player… because I didn’t win a single hand.
We had the camera on a tripod - he came prepared, at least.
I did not think I would ever be seeing my boss naked, but here we are.
Of course he has a six pack!
I know, I was shocked, too.
He’s always hid his body under tailored suits at the parties.
When I finally took off his last article of clothing… he finally started touching me.
It was so intense because there was so much anticipation of it, you know?
He asked me to climb onto his body, and fuck his cock was so rock hard, and leaking at the tip.
It was kinda hot knowing my body was the one to do that to him.
Was he big?
Based on his big dick energy around the workplace and how he’s treated you so far, I can almost guarantee he is.
Yes.
Sorry, do you want me to stop?
No.
It may sound like I’m miserable hearing all of this… but I think I’ve secretly always wanted this to happen.
Excuse me?!
Wait… I think I kind of knew, too.
You two had some sort of chemistry that I couldn’t help but wonder about.
So you’re okay with pictures? Because I have a lot.
Fuck… you’re right.
He’s so much bigger than me.
Look at the way he’s palming your breast… like you belong to him.
He was looking at me with so much intensity I felt like I was burning.
But his touches were very gentle. Well, at first.
He pushed his fingers inside of my pussy, and felt how wet I was. I was so fucking red from embarrassment. I didn’t want him to know how turned on I was…
And then he told me to hold his cock and put him inside of me on my own.
God I didn’t want to… but I listened and did it.
How did it feel?
Really fucking intense.
He was slow, so slow, like he wanted me to be the one to ask for more.
He pulled me up like I weighed nothing and then slowly pushed me back down again.
My body was begging for more friction, and at the end I just had to ask him to fuck me harder.
Wow.
I’m completely speechless.
So he told me that if I wanted it harder, we would have to move to the couch.
When he pulled out, I had this moment of realization that I was actually begging him for more. Fuck I was so mortified.
He was right, though. When he slipped inside of me again my mind was completely blank, and he just started fucking me, hitting the deepest parts over and over again, and all I could do was moan and beg for more.
He made me cum first, and then pulled out and came on my belly.
And then he picked me up - princess style - and moved me to the bathroom.
Wait.. the story continues?
Yeah, apparently he wasn’t satisfied with just one orgasm.
He said he wanted to fuck me again in the shower.
He took a few pictures of me washing myself, saying the water spraying on my body made me look like a goddess: https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/pyvdcdmknay.jpg
And then when he stepped inside, he told me to kneel on the floor.
For some reason, I didn’t even think about it, my body just listened to him on command.
I knelt down and immediately pushed his cock into my mouth.
It didn’t take him long to get rock hard again.
He looks like he’s really enjoying it there.
You’ve always been so amazing at blowjobs.
Where did I ever find such an amazing wife?
He was groaning so much, and thrusting into me, and he suddenly pulled back and told me to stop, telling me he wanted to slip inside of cunt again.
Did he?
Yeah… I’ve never had shower sex before so it was different.
Thankfully he was able to hold me up for a long time, or I would’ve slipped. My legs were complete jello after two intense orgasms like that.
I don’t know if I’d ever be able to do shower sex.
Seems like a difficult task for no reason.
Well, it was different for sure.
Look at you…
I don’t know if I’ve ever seen you this turned on before.
Fuck… what has he done to my wife?
It’s not my fault!
He just really really knows what he’s doing.
I think he knew this too when he invited me for a weekend…
Wait, we’ve been talking for a while…
What is he doing?
He said he was going to catch up on some work.
Of course that fucker works during the weekends… he never takes a break.
We had breakfast together and he fucked me in the morning in the airbnb bed, and now we’re about to head out on a drive somewhere - not sure where, though.
Keep your gps on so I can see where you’re going.
I trust him, and you, of course, but I am a little curious about where he’d bring a girl on a date.
Hah. Me too.
Okay, I’ll let you know what happens in a bit.
Saturday 8pm Rachel and Stephen
Hey! I’ve got some time for an update.
Oh?
I’ve been missing you a lot.
Don’t know what to do with myself.
Thankfully I’ll be back tomorrow, I miss you too.
So I see you went to check out the desert?
Yeah, the canyon was absolutely amazing.
He even packed a little picnic for us.
No fucking? I’m shocked.
Oh, there was a lot of fucking.
In public?
No one was there!
Why am I not surprised?
Of course he brought you somewhere secluded he could fuck you at.
That is the point of the weekend after all!
He made me take off his pants and suck his cock in front of the oncoming traffic.
I kept imagining my mouth and body distracting truck drivers when they drive by and how sexy that would be.
Wow… who are you???
I don’t even recognize you anymore!
I know.
I don’t even recognize myself.
Fuck, I was so wet from it though.
Just the thought that we could’ve been caught at any moment, it was absolutely exhilarating.
Again, he said that it would be a waste to cum in my mouth without tasting my pussy first, and he spun me around and pushed into me.
I feel like someone must’ve been able to see us. We weren’t hiding it at all.
The cars look so close in that picture.
If I knew I would’ve driven by.
Are you touching yourself to these pictures?
I’ve tried not to… but the conversation from this morning made me hard for hours.
I had to do something about it.
Do you think we’re weird? For all being so into this?
People have been into weirder things, babe.
I think we should just go with it and see where this takes us.
Here’s another pic from above.
You switched positions?
We uh… we had many many different positions…
I don’t even really remember them all.
It was just a blur of moans and thrusts and cumming all over the rocks.
I’m surprised no one noticed you.
He picked a good place.
How many times did you cum?
I don’t even know at this point.
It felt like one continuous orgasm.
I’m glad you’re not hiding your pleasure from me.
I wanted you to enjoy yourself and not suffer just for me all weekend.
I went into it just wanting to get it over with… but I really think he brought out something in me that’s never been there before.
This isn’t the same woman… you know?
Do you want to see him again?
Tell me the truth.
Can I tell you tomorrow?
I don’t think I can decide yet.
I’ll love you either way, Rachel.
I’ll talk to you soon.
I love you too, babe.