The Other Wife (closed for Shizzz)

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Chrissie couldn’t believe her luck if that was what you called it when your best friend asked you to sub her at a business conference with the guy you’d always crushed on since college. It wasn’t every day you got to pretend to be another guys wife and the actual wife was okay with it.

Yet, here she was sitting in the kitchen with Emily. Her bags by the door as they waited for said husband to come home from work before they had to leave. She was trying to convince Emily to change her mind but it didn’t seem to be working.

“Tom will be off this week and he’s never off. We don’t ever have any time together.” Emily said in a hushed tone,”I’ll owe you I swear.”

Tom was Emily’s other man that her husband knew nothing about which amazed Chrissie because Emily’s actual husband was still sexy as fuck. Did they not have a good sex life or something? It wasn’t like Chrissie couldn’t get laid. She had long blonde hair, big tits and she always made sure to wear something to show off how round her ass was. Today she was wearing a short blue skirt and a tank top that could barely hold her tits in.

“Does he know?” Chrissie was referring to her husband knowing she’d be Em’s stand in.

“Yes he knows you’re going and no he doesn’t know about...” her voice trailed off.

“No shit, Emily. Well it’ll give me a good vacation and it’s free! “

It was then that the door swung open. “We’re in here!”

While at the same time Chrissie said,”Honey I’m home....”
 
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Lance was not sure how he felt, as he drove home from the office. Part of him felt guilty at how excited he was. Emily couldn’t go, and that hadn’t surprised him. She had not been very supportive over the last year and their relationship had sort of fizzled. They had been married for 4 years now and he just figured it was a typical lull. But this was a week in the caymans on a resort all expenses paid. His mornings were work related, the afternoons were free, and then each evening had a social agenda with the companies employees.

Then there was Chrissie, his substitute wife. She was one of Emily’s friend from college, where they’d met, and she was a perfect trophy wife. She was blind and curvaceous and she knew it and she used it. Many times as his sex life with his wife had waned, he had fantasized about chrissie. He was more than a little excited about sharing a room with her, and he shouldn’t be


He pulled into the driveway, stepped out and stretched, his lithe 6,2 frame elongating as his toned muscles pulled his shirt taught over his shoulders and across his chest. He ran his hands through his short sandy colored hair, and pulled the sunglasses off his cool blue eyes

“Her goes nothing “ he said as he stepped into his house. It was time to go

He chuckled hearing Chrissie call him honey

“Well I’m glad your all ready, he said as he glanced at her bags by the door then followed their voices and stepped into the kitchen

“Hello wives” he said with a playful smile

“Never thought I’d be able to say that” he said as he walked over and gave his wife a kiss on the lips, then smiling he walked over and gave Christie a kiss in the cheek, his eyes dipping down to the tremendous line of cleavage on display. He could only imagine what she might wear down in the tropic heat

“You ready? We don’t have much time to play with before our flight leaves?”
 
“I sure am.” Chrissie said as she got up from the table finishing up her iced tea. Emily stood with them and hugged them both. “I really wish I could’ve gone with you Lance, maybe next time. Work has me so swamped that I just couldn’t afford to take a vacation.”

Chrissie did her best not to roll her eyes at Emily’s pathetic excuse. She still couldn’t believe Em was giving up a fully paid vacation to have probably endless amounts of sex with her husband for endless amounts of sex with some random guy. He must’ve been really good in bed or something.

She waited for Emily to say something like don’t have too much fun with my husband or something to that effect but when that hadn’t happened she sighed.

“Don’t worry Emily I’ll do my best not to take full advantage of your husband while playing the dutiful wife.”

Emily has already pulled out her iPhone and was frantically texting as she wandered back to the table. When she realized Chrissie had something she smiled,”I know, that’s why you’re my bestie.” Back to texting,”Have fun you two.”

Chrissie shook her head and walked towards the door to grab her bags, “Let’s hit the road hubby, that plane isn’t going to wait for us.” She said playfully trying to keep the mood light.
 
To say the farewell from his wife was lack luster was an understatement. But as he turned to the front door he saw Chrissies bag. He leaned down to grab them and turned back

She was approaching the door, calling back to Emily. Her frame was invigorating , possessing the curves he had found he missed. His wife was an average frame, but lately his late night, internet fed, self loving time had leaned more and more towards busty blonds. And now there was or walking straight at him. Her top barely holding her back. He wondered what she had packed. Her bags were surprisingly light


“After you dear” he said as bused one free hand to open the door for her

He followed her out the door, the two hopping in his car, luggage tossed in the back of his bmw

“I really appreciate you doing this. Emily has never understood the social requirements to my job” he said as he pulled into the street, accelerator to the floor as he sped off to the airport

“I hope I can make it worth your while”
 
Chrissie felt like the girl in pretty woman as she got into the fancy BMW and sat back on the leather seat. She wasn’t sure if it was actually a new car but it certainly felt like one. She smiled at Lance as he thanked her.

“It’s no problem.” Chrissie said. “It’ll be a nice break from my job. Thank you for letting me come with you.”

Her brows lifted at his last comment about making it worth her while. There were plenty of ways she’d love for him to do that but that probably wasn’t going to happen. Instead she smiled again and shrugged, “ a free vacation is already making it worth my while.”
 
He chuckled at her response, glancing over at her. He tried to be casual but he couldn’t help but notice how “well dressed” she was for the tropic weather. He wasn’t sure whether she was showing more thigh, or more cleavage. But he liked it all

“I know right. A free vacation. But whatever is going on at work for Emily must be crazy for her to pass up the Cayman Islands” he said, pulling his eyes back on the road

“I’m just glad I got someone to take along. The single people are always side lined. Not rubbing elbows with the right people”, he said as he took the off ramp to the airport

“I’ll try not to get in your way too much. But we are gonna have to go to some fo these dinners and fake like your my wife”.


Soon they were parked and checked in. They managed to get a break and had a little time to kill


“Drink at the bar before the 4 hour flight?”
 
“You couldn’t get in my way. Your my husband now.” She winked at him, “Besides they’ve never seen Emily right but they have seen your wedding ring right? So I mean technically you’re not single ....but I get your point. It must be better to be seen with a wife then hear tales of the wife.” She said with a small shrug.

They got out of the car but had a bit of time after they had to check in the flight and since they did Lance offered to get them drinks. “Sounds good, hubby.” She found a seat at the small bar and when he asked what she wanted she responded with, “Something fruity is fine.”

When he came back with their drinks she couldnt help but admire his looks for the upteenth time. Chrissie was still slightly shocked that this was happening, her pretending to be her college crush’s wife. This sort of thing only happened in books or really really dirty porn.

Maybe, MAYBE a romantic comedy starring Jennifer Aniston.

The way his muscles rippled from his shirt caused her to get goosebumps,”So what are the rules? What are the limits?”
 
He smiled as he set her drink down. A nice strawberry daiquiri and he had a rum and coke. As he took his seat beside her he couldn’t help but wonder what her top was made of. She seemed like she was going to burst out, and he found himself hoping she would

“What?......oh um well, the mornings are taken with business bologna so you can do whatever you like then. They have a lunch and we are asked to stay, and I’d hope you’d meet me there for those. Then the afternoons are free. They have some excursions and stuff that you can sign up for, and I’d like to do 2 or 3 of those together. Then there is dinner with the company” he said before he took a long drink of his rum

“That’s the schedule as for the plan. Well I know you’re not my wife, obviously, but if you meet someone I would ask that it not be someone here from the company, and you keep it very low key”, he told her, trying to be very respectful of the fact that she was pulled out here and doing him a favor, so he didn’t want to limit her

“And as my wife I expect dancing and stuff. And a little PDA with a kids here and there”
 
Chrissie took a few sips of her daiquiri as Lance explained what the plan was while they were there. His eyes kept dipping towards her breasts. Was she showing off too much? Maybe, but since right now she was his wife it didn’t matter and she was sure that it made it look like she was very accommodating when it came to his sexual needs.

He briefly mentioned her being able to go out with other guys as long as they weren’t from his company but how would she even know every guy that worked with him. It would just be easier to not do that at all.

“That sounds pretty easy. Besides, why wouldn’t I go to your lunches and dinners? That’s what I’m here for right.” Besides she liked the idea of PDA with Lance even though it didn’t seem like it would go very far. God she was such a slut. He was married, to her best friend no less. But it wasn’t like Emily wasn’t on her knees right now for some other guy.

She took a long drink of her daiquiriat that thought. In all honesty, she was a better person because while she fantasized about Lance she would probably not go through with any of it.
 
“So we are gonna have to get in character and stay in character. For all I know there could be someone here taking the same flight from a different office. So as of right now, you are my wife” he told her with a smile. Then he put his hand on her thigh and gave it a pat

He leaned in a little closer and gave her a soft kiss on her cheek

“We are going to have to get used to each other too. I mean we need to make it look natural” he told her as he leaned back, looked her in the eye

Then he leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on her lips

It was electric

He couldn’t remember if he ever felt that way kissing someone. His heart was racing in his chest


He leaned back and tried to act cool

Whispereing “ so we may need to work on that a little on the flight if that’s ok with you” he asked, as he tried to shake off that feel, his eyes locking on hers as he waited to see how she’s feel about this
 
Chills went down her spine as his hand found her thigh and her breath caught in her throat while he states they would have to be in character at all times starting now. And he was right anyone could be watching. More goosebumps went down her arms as his lips found her cheek.


“We are going to have to get used to each other too. I mean we need to make it look natural...”


“Right...natural...” she mumbled as his lips found her cheek again. “But naturally you should kiss your wi—me on the lips right? A kiss on the cheek is for frien—“

Her sentence was cut off as his lips found hers. Holy fucking shit. It felt really good like REALLY good. She felt herself responding, opening her mouth feeling his tongue slip in. As he pulled back her breath was ragged and her eyes wide. He seemed so cool about it but her heart was racing.

She wasn’t even sure she could respond to his request to continue working on their kiss on the flight, at least not coherently. So instead she nodded with a small shy smile and then finally said,”Sure.” Which was a little higher pitched than normal causing her to blush.
 
That was alarming. He was ready to explode. He took a long drink if his rum and coke, actually finishing the glass when he heard their flight called

“Alright honey let’s go” he said with a grin as he stood up, reached out a hand to help her up, his eyes roaming of her golden curls and ran curves

What had he gotten himself into!


It wasn’t long before they were seated and in the air. The cruising noise of the smaller plane was loud, but the seats were comfortable and they were the only 2 on their side of the aisle

He lifted the arm up between then and leaned into her

“I hope you know you can tell me if anything I do bothers you. I mean when we are acting like husband and wife and I go to far” he said into her ear. The noise of the plane was not going to make what he said understandable to anyone

“But I do need it to be believable too” he told her as he let his hand come to rest on her exposed thigh. His eyes dipped down and he realized that her skirt had ridden up a good bit since they got on the plane

“Ok?”
 
Chrissie has only managed to finish half of her daiquiri before they had to board the plane and it was too cold for her to gulp down without getting a massive brain freeze. She followed Lance to the plane with his arm wrapped around her waist. She could totally get used to this. They were guided to their seats and the plane started.

Chrissie was still reeling from their kiss so him whispering in her ear his hot breath caressing the side of her neck certainly wasn’t helping her hormones. And his hand automatically found her thigh since her short skirt had already slid up slightly, just enough and not too much.

“Nothing you do makes me uncomfortable sweetie.” She said with a smirk. He said they had to stay in character at all times didn’t he? If he kept this up she wouldn’t need to find a quick lay while they were at the Caymans. Just to keep up with appearances she leaned forward and kissed his lips again. It was quick but she whispered in his ear, “You said we’d get to practice more right?” Her breast presses against his bicep.

She pulled back and flagged a stewardess and adjusted her top because when she moved back the material nearly slipped revealing a bit of her aerola. “It’s a bit chilly, can I have a blanket please?”
 
He hadn’t expected the kids. It caught him off guard, well that and the feel of her against his arm as she had kissed him

Emily has small pert breasts, and he was not used to the melon that pressed into the rigid muscle of his bicep. It was full and warm, it swelled around his arm and he could feel the heat of her body filling his veins, and racing to his nethers!

Thankfully, and regretfully, the kiss was short

She raised a hand and caught an attendants eye, the act causing her too to shift slightly and he saw the deeper brown of an aereola peak out. Her nipples were barely covers by her too!? That amazes him and aroused him. She had noticed him look

“That tops seems a bit precarious. I think it’ll be perfect for the tropics though” he said iwit a smile

“I hope you packed for the warm weather” the he realizes he was a little out of character and pulled it in

“I can’t wait to see you in that new bikini” he said as the stewardess brought her a blanket
 
“Yeah sorry, it was a bit hot today and I didn’t get a chance to change since right after work you insisted on picking me up, hun.” Chrissie said with a small shrug. She combed her fingers through her hair and lifted her brows. “I actually have a few new swim suits I think you’ll like.”

The attendant came over and handed her a blanket and she smiled,”Thanks!”

She grinned at him and pulled the cover over her body. He hadn’t moved his hand from his thigh and she wasn’t sure if he planned to do anything further than that but if so she wouldn’t be completely exposed.
 
His eta dipped to her chest as she shrugged, the soft line of cleavage climbing higher where her breasts were pulled together. He was going to have to see if he couldn’t help encourage a wardrobe malfunction. After all it was just looking right? He asked himself

“That sounds great babe” he told her with a smile as the stewardess returned with her blanket. He felt himself almost whine as she pulled the cover over her chest

“Yeah sorry for rushing you but, as you can see, we didn’t have a lot of time to spare” he said for the sake of the stewardess as she left

Then he wondered to himself, why did she wear that too. It was very very alluring? Maybe she was well aware that she was his arm candy for the weekend and very willing to lay the part?

“So what are some of the things you wanna do while we are there?” He asked as he leaned forward to pull the brochure out of his bag. Has he did his hand pressed gently on her thigh, his arm tugging the blankets with him as he reached down.

When he came back up the blanket had slid off her shoulder, the soft swell of half of her breastfeeding exposed, the side right next to where his arm would be


He pulled the brochure open

“Fishing, snorkeling, and in land hike to a waterfall. They’ve got topless and nurse beaches too” he said with a grin and he gave her thigh a squeeze

He had seen her tookess ince, years ago, and he could still recall how she looked perfectly. It was time for another. If his wife was gonna leave him with a blond bombshell in the beach, so be it!

Then he leaned closer, his arm pressing against her breast

“We don’t have to do the topkess if you don’t want to. I just figured I’d let you know I was ok with that” he told her, his eta shifting to the swell of her nearest breast. As he leaned into her, his and squished the poor thing ever so slightly, and her flesh welled up out of her top. He swallowed hard, his hand shifting on her thigh as the heat if her poured into him
 
Chrissie gasped sharply as the blanket “accidentally” slipped down as well as her top again. She was ninety percent sure he’d done that on purpose as his arm brushed against it as he grabbed the brochure and he named off things they could do.

Her brows lifted at the mention of topless and nude beaches. God if he was this way with her she could only imagine how kinky he got with his wife and it only made Chrissie think Emily was crazy to give him up.

“You said this was a good time to work on our intimacy didn’t you? What better way then going to a topless beach? Who knows if we get brave enough I won’t be so shy at a nude beach.” She said staying in character as she squirmed around in her seat.
 
He smiled as she squirmed. It was a delightful mix of cute and sexy

“I think it sounds fantastic. And we do need to make sure that we are convincing” he told her with a smile a she leaned in and kissed her


His lips lingered, his tongue flickering over her lips briefly as he warred for control with himself. His hand twitched on her thigh, aching to ride higher, but he stopped himself.

He broke their kiss and leaned back, his eyes dipping to the exposed spill of bosom. He let his hand slide up and down her thigh, not going any higher, but very aware of how her breast shifted against his arm as he did so

“Yes we are going to have to work on that. Of course if we went out on the beach I’m not sure I’d be able to stop staring. Then everyone would think you starve your poor husband” he said with a smile, laughing at his inference to suckling her hefty breasts. Of course that was lewd and never gonna happen, but his cock did twitch at the idea


“I mean I haven’t seen those girls since that one party back in college’
 
Chrissie felt his lips linger on hers as he kissed her again. Her body tingled as his tongue teased her lips. She opened her mouth silently asking for more but he pulled back almost as if he was fighting with himself over doing anything. She closed her eyes as he caresses her thigh and his arm rubbed against the side of her breast.

Damn it, if he’d been any other man right now she’d be all over him. She probably would’ve whispered in his ear to meet her in the bathroom so they could fuck. And even though a married couple would most likely do that and even though they were pretending to be married, he wasn’t really her husband. He was Emily’s.

She laughed at his comment about not seeing her breasts since college. “To be fair I was drunk and maybe a little high.” She silently added ‘and totally in love with you.’ How would he have felt if he’d heard her thoughts. Weirded out probably.

And it was a good thing they were talking quietly.

“I guess now you’ll get to see them every day.” She said softly. Her hand accidentally brushed against his cock as her hands found his chest.
 
His whole body throbbed. Her hand had been trapped under the blanket and as she maneuvered to put her hand on his chest, her fingers grazed along his thig, then over the thickening shaft of his member where it lay trapped along his thigh

“Really?Everyday you say” he said with a grin and he let his eyes openly drift down to her chest

“You are right, as my wife I have every right to openly check you out. No more side long glances and coming into the room quietly” he half laughed as his eyes drank in her breasts.

She had twisted her body to place her hand on his chest, this had her poor breasts trapped and squeezed together something delicious. And to top it off her top was half caught in his arm, and he could swear the barest hint of her aerola was showing


“I guess I’ll have to take lots of pictures” he said with a grin as he pulled his eyes back up to hers. Then he lifted his hand and brushed a strand of blond hair behind her ear.

Just then the stewardess came up with the drink car

“Rummand coke” he ordered as they both turned to Chrissie
 
Chrissie felt flush as he openly stared at her breasts, they were still covered...well barely with as low as it went and how tight the shirt was. “Yep every single day. “ she confirmed then laughed at his quip about taking pictures, “Do you need pictures to remember them by is our sex life that bad?” She teased.

When she heard him say rum and coke she realized that the stewardess had come over to take their drink order,” I’ll have a strawberry daiquiri, please.” When the stewardess left, she curled up closer to him letting her breast be pushed harder on his body.

She was half tempted to “accidentally” brush her hand against his cock again but she also didn’t want to make it obvious. “Hmm back to making plans. Aside from going to the nude and/or topless beach, “You mentioned dancing earlier when we were in the airport. That would be fun, checking out the local clubs...”
 
“Ooh, dancing is not my strong suit. Unless I am really drunk” he told her with a grin as he felt her breast wrap around his arm even more. She was twisting to cuddle into him, and his eyes couldn’t stop dropping to her cleavage. He shifted into her, letting his arm nudge her top a little lower, and he smiled as a sliver of her aerosols escaped the top


“I mean I really bad” he said, shifting in his seat slightly, trying to keep his hard on from growing to uncomfortable as visions of her breasts jiggled in his head

“We can definitely check out the night life though. It’s anything you want when it’s not work related. I owe you a good time” he said as the stewardess returned with their drinks
 
When the stewardess came back with their drink she had to readjust herself since Lance has nudged her too down a bit more so that more of her areola was showing. It was a bit hard though so she tried to use her blanket to keep it covered so that she wasn’t flashing the whole airplane. She smiled at the stewardess and took her drink. She pulled herself off Lance so that she could drink.

“You are very naughty.” She teased loud enough so that any of his co workers could hear. It would they had a good sex life right? Chrissie winked at him to show this was part of the whole staying in her role.

When he started making comments about his dancing skill she shrugged,”That’s okay, you did something right when we were dating. What you lack in skill I’ll take over in everything else.”
 
He chuckled in response

“I have no doubt that when we are on the dance floor most everyone is watching you, very few people would even notice I was there” he told her, his heart sinking a little now that she had tugged her top back up. He couldn’t believe just how much he was dying to expose her. She was being such a good sport. Why would she ever even tolerate what he was doing

Was there a chance she liked him, nohe thought to himself. She is just how a woman is supposed to be. Not some frigid ass like Emily had become. Chrissie was simply fun loving

“So dancing can happen but I’ll have to be drunk. The beaches we agree we will check out for sure. And then we are gonna explore the night life” he told her as he checked off the list, looking through the brochure.

He removed his hand from her thigh to flip through the pages

“What about snorkeling or scuba diving?” He asked, shifting in his seat and leaning closer. This time careful not to force her too down, but now her large breast was pushing over his arm and his rigid pectoral muscle now pressed into hers as he set the brochure in her lap and pointed to the pictures of scuba diving

“I’ve always wanted to try this woth my ‘adventurous’ wife” he said, both of them knew Emily was a chcikcen
 
“Got it.” Chrissie said as she took another sip of her daiquiri. “Get you drunk, go dancing then get nude at some beaches.” God this was so much fun! Was this what married life was like? She’d never actually considered getting married and had been more of a free spirit. After all be

Having a piece of paper that said you and your partner were together forever didn’t keep someone from cheating, look at Emily. She tried to keep from pouting when he finally took his hand off her thigh. Had he thought she was silently telling him to stop touching her? Because that wasn’t it. She just wasn’t sure if she wanted the whole plane watch an unplanned strip show.

” What about snorkeling or scuba diving? “

The question brought her out of her head and back to reality as she felt him press against her breast again not so much pushing it out of the confines of her top but showing he hadn’t lost interest in them either. She felt his left pectoral against her and shivered.

“I’ve never actually been.” She said finally answering him.

“I’ve always wanted to try this woth my ‘adventurous’ wife”

Well his actual wife wouldn’t have shown any interest so was he saying he always wanted to try with her? Or was she reading too much into it? They were just playing the roles of a happy husband and wife.

“Well then consider it done.” She smiled,” We are gonna have so much fun when we aren’t doing your boring old work lunches and dinners.”
 
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