Playful Charity Wives

[angelique127]

" Are you sure you don't want to attend my charity function with me darling ? " I ask my husband once again, knowing he is not going to go with me. Although my husband Charles and I don't always agree about certain issues, he allows me to be generous with our wealth if I find something worthy to commit too.

" You know I have to get up at the crack of dawn as usual for a board meeting tomorrow, as usual. " Charles says while glancing up at me from the stock market page of the newspaper. " Dont you think that dress is a little too revealing to be wearing to a charity event ? "

" Oh Charles don't be such a fuddy duddy...if you knew anything about fashion or took an interest in what I wore you would know that this is nothing more than a little black dress. " I protested sitting down next to him on the arm of his chair and crossing my stocking clad legs..." Besides you never even seem to notice when I parade around the house in my sexy lingerie anymore ! "

Charles grinned, " You are such a little tease. Of course I notice how lovely you are. "

" Then why don't you take advantage of me like you used too when we were first married ? I remember when you liked to take me out to restaurants or to the opera and show me off. " I pouted...

" It's just that I been so busy at work lately. I don't want to bore you with all the details but I have been under alot of pressure. " Charles explained. " Maybe next month I could take some time off and we could get away and go to that resort in the Caribbean where we spent our honeymoom. "

" Oh baby you promise...I would just love to go back there, it was so romantic ! Why I remember the way you spoiled me and we spent moment together ! "

" Yes I promise, as long as you wear that little skimpy daring bikini that you wore, you know the one that drove me crazy along with all the other males on the island ! "

" Oh yes...my little pink wicked weasel, the one that got transparent when ever it got wet ! "

" So darling you better go before you are late, and please try not to donate too much of our money and save some for us. " Charles warned...

" Don't worry darling we are filthy rich and need to share the wealth ! Oh and I am sure you won't mind if I go out with the other wives afterward and have a drink or two ? " I asked kissing his forehead.

" No I trust you darling. " Charles said.

Within minutes Uber was at the door to drive me to my destination, which was the downtown Hilton Hotel for my meeting with the wives of our charity and to plan a fundraiser for Global Initiative. The program was to provide healthcare and assistance to the poor and disadvanted in Africa and the Middle East. Tonights speaker was to be the distinguished Dr. Farid Haddad...
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[rackofdawn]

Wife number two

As soon as Dawn got to the event she looked around for Angel. She was the only wife she knew very well and since her husband did not want to accompany her she felt like she needed a friend.

"Hi Angel." Getting her attention she looked around and saw that Angel's husband was not with her either. "So, he did not come either? I tried to talk Dustin into joining me but he hates these events."

Noticing Angles "little black dress" Dawn added: "Wow! You look great in that dress. I was worried that I maybe was showing too much skin but seeing you makes me feel less concerned about the amount of cleavage that this dress reveals." "Did Charles have anything to say about your outfit?"

 

[angelique127]

ok I will play along !

Dawn was a one of the few wives I liked at the charity functions. I didn't mingle with very many other attendies or couples preferring to keep to myself at such events, unless accompanied by my husband who rarely went with me. However Charles never objected to how much I donated to certin causes I felt passionate about....

" ...Did Charles have anything to say about your outfit ? "

" Why do you think it is inappropriate ? My husband did think it showed off too much of my cleaveage. " I admitted. Honestly I could care less if the females thought I dressed too provocatively and didn't approve of the way I dressed. It wasn't my fault that the other wives had husbands with roving eyes and gave me admiring glances !

Dawn smiled and raised her eyebrows...

" Shall we get a cocktail first and find a seat up front ? " I asked, eager to hear the guest speaker, a doctor from somewhere in the middle east, who recently immigrated here...

 

[makofin]

I am not nervous while giving my speech about my birth country or the region of North Africa and the Middle East. America is a much different place to live and work but for the most part I have been treated well since immigrating here from Algiers. The fact that I am a doctor helps alot putting me in contact with the wealthy and generous patrons in this city. I am surprised at the turnout, it is larger than expected. I had been warned by my colleagues that there would be alot more married females of all ages in attendance than males. I had never heard of a trophy wife before they did not have any woman like that in my country. Several times my eye caught a couple of beautiful women sitting close in the front row, one was a gorgeous young blonde. I admired the way she crossed her shapely legs several times throughout my speech, doing my best not to become too distracted from my purpose.

" And that concludes my presentation for this evening. Thank you for coming. "

The applause was enthusiastic. Mrs Julia Fenton the elderly head patron of the charity came up to the microphone..." Thank you Dr. Haddad for speaking at our gracious event. I hope everyone is inspired to donate and give to the disadvantaged overseas who need our help. Please help yourselves to some refreshments and hors d' oeuvres. We are planning a charity event in the near future and all suggestions are welcome."

Mrs. Fenton took my arm to make our rounds. I shook hands with dozens of gentlemen and their rich wives, all eager to donate to the cause. I had several offers to play golf and memberships to an exclusive country club. They didn't seem to be intimidated by my height { 6' 4" } or my size { 285 pounds of solid muscle } or my dark brown skin tone.

Finally we approached the beautiful young blonde I had seen sitting in the front row with her friend. Mrs. Fenton made the introduction.

" Doctor I would like you to meet Angelique Anderson. Unfortunately her husband Charles could not be here tonight with us. "

" Pleased to meet you Mrs. Anderson. " I said, doing my best not to stare at her enticing cleaveage, forcing my gaze upwards upon her dazzling blue eyes !

 

[angelique127]

As I listened to him speak about how important healthcare was for the disadvantaged around the world and in the middle east where he had recently immigrated from, I was impressed by his first hand knowledge of the subject which was so dear to me and my husband. Of course it didn't hurt that he was a doctor...

His command of the english language was excellant, although he did have an accent that I found quite endearing for some reason. The doctor appeared to be very confident and sure of himself, not at all arrogant like some in his profession. Watching him give his well prepared speech, I was aware that all the ladies in attendence seemed almost spellbound, hanging on to every word. And why not Dr. Haddad was certainly very attractive and handsome...I couldn't help but wonder how many ladies, married or not, were already fantasizing about dropping their panties for him...if he only knew that he was surrounded by a school of desperate barracuda like the bored and wealthy females who wanted a taste of the latest appetizer.

Another day in the life of the rich and elegant in high society...

After the Dr. Haddad's inspiring presentation, I was discussing ideas for our next funraiser with Dawn, a pretty married Korean acquaintance, when out of the corner of my eye I saw the doctor approaching with Mrs. Fenton who was considered a society snob. Nevertheless, despite being a gossip she did have respect for my husband and spoke of him favorably.

" Pleased to meet you. Mrs. Anderson "

" Oh yes so pleased to meet you Doctor, we just loved your wonderful speech. It was so inspiring...we look forward to working with you in the future to further our cause. " Dawn said before I had a chance to respond offering her hand for him to kiss. " As a matter of fact Angel and I were just discussing various ideas for our fundraiser. "

At the mention of my name, he turned his attention to me. His bold eyes, which were a unique golden color, gazed boldly at my enticing cleaveage before focusing on my face.

" I am absolutely charmed to meet you sir ! " I said with my best old fashioned southern belle accent, looking up at him because he was so very taller than me, even in my heels. " Welcome to the our community. "

His eyes lingered on me for a moment, seeming to like what he saw...

Not to be undone and wanting to be the center of attention, Dawn once again interuppted our moment, " Well as I was saying, we were just discussing our next fundraiser, and Angel wants to have an auction where the ladies are offered off to the highest bidder and we have to go on a date night with them wherever they wish. However I don't think my husband would approve or any other of the husbands for that matter. It is just too scandalous and improper, don't you think ? Perhaps something less tame like a fashion show...I know a young Asian designer who would love to have a chance to show off her new designer wardrobe ! "

" Yes but a fashion show would only appeal to the woman. An auction would generate alot more money, especially from our most wealthy donors who are males. " I insisted, bored with the bake sales and such..." Besides you have your husband wrapped around your little finger and he will do anything you want ! "

 

[makofin]

" If I have to be honest, I preffer Mrs. Anderson idea. It would certainly generate more donations if the husbands had to compete against the single men who were bidding for a date with their wives. " I said agreeing with Angelique. " I myself, wouldn't mind spending a delightful evening with a beautiful married woman if she was available. "

Angelique smiled.

" Well it may work out if we have enough gentlemen to participate. " Dawn seemed to reconsider.

" I assure you, I have a few wealthy colleagues that have just immigrated here also. They would find it most interesting, to say the least. " I challenged.

" It just seems so risque'. " Dawn protested, doubtful about it but warming to the idea. I guess we can discuss it and decide what will we do at our next meeting on Monday ! Would you possibly be able to attend ? "

" Yes I will do anything possible to advance the cause to end suffering around the world. " I assurred them both.

We next exchanged telephone numbers after the ladies promised to call me and provide the information needed.

" Please don't call me until after ten pm when my husband leaves for work. " Dawn warned.

I nodded and turned my attention to Angelique. " And what time does your husband go to work in the morning ? "

 

[angelique127]

" And what time does your husband go to work in the morning ? " the bold good looking doctor asked me.

" Charles has to be at the office by nine. " I confessed...

Dr. Haddad smirked and turned away ready to engage with the other patrons.

" Do you think he will really call us ? " Dawn asked hopefully.

" Of course he will. He liked what he saw ! " I answered, feeling confident. We had certainly made an impression. Besides it wasn't often that I gave out my phone number to another man.

We mingled for awhile with the other patrons but my eyes kept lingering upon the handsome doctor as he charmed the ladies and their husbands. Once I caught him boldly looking in my direction and meeting my eyes before I quickly adverted my eyes...I couldn't help but notice that the doctor was the tallest man in the room and by far the most confident. For the sake of my marriage I knew that I needed to avoid him at all cost. Dr. Harrad was a very dangerous man...

 

[makofin]

I pretended to be interested in everyone I was introduced too and but I found most of the ladies stuck up and self centered and the men boring and full of camel shit. It was all about how much money they had and how much they gave last year. I could care less what kind of car they drove or if their sons and daughters went to Harvard or Yale. They were all superfacial and fake with breast augmentations, liposuction and facelights. Except for Angelique, she was a natural blonde. A young beautiful trophy wife. She definately got my attention. Most women from my country dressed modestly and had dark eyes and hair. Most wore burkas or headscrarfs in public unlike the females in Europe and the United States who dressed provocatively and looked like whores.

As a muslim male I saw this as a good thing. It was a challenge to seduce a married female and take her away from her husband. Islam had conquered almost all of Western Europe and America was the next dominoe to fall. What was even better was that it was relatively easy to take away the passive white males masculinity and there for dominate their wives and girlfriends with ease. American men would rarely defend their wifes and it was no secret that they made good cuckholds.

Looking around I saw Angelique sitting at the bar, alone, at least for the time being. It was the perfect opportunity.

" Hello again. Why is a very beautiful woman like you sitting here all alone ? "

" My husband didn't want to come with me. "

" What a fool. In my country a man would never permit his lovely wife to go out to a public event without him. Doesn't he realize that there are alot of confident men that would like to take advantage of you when he is not there to protect your honor ? Like me for instance ? "

" Well he finds these sort of events boring and a waste of time. "

" I have to say I like your idea of an auction for a date with the highest bidder very interesting. For centuries females were captured and auctioned off in the Middle East and North African harums. Most were from Asia or Africa but the most cherished and valued were the rare blondes from Northern Europe or Russia. "