Naughty Wives Confessions

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Her green gloved hands, which had been clasped closed upon her gown’s shiny lap , opened a little and I peaked at the wild glistening of the 3 tiered bibbed necklace of quite genuine diamonds that lay nestled in her gloved palms. Suddenly, I was made aware of the sound of a quick swish of something silky, and before I could turn about, a very feminine set of fingers gently grasped my arm. By the manner in which the necklace was moving about, It should slip off rather easily, if I was to now be judge of such matters!

Which leaves no breathing space for the art and beauty that feeds sensitive souls like you and I, Lettice darling. The door is opened by a tall middle-aged woman wearing the blue and white striped print dress that is the morning uniform of many women in service around the upper-class houses of London. You know,” Minnie says, releasing Lettice and stepping alongside the wall where she runs her hands over the lightly embossed pattern in the wall hangings. For once I arranged it all and booked a posh restaurant and a plush hotel suite and rang hubby to tell him all about it and of course he was delighted that his wife was going to have a weekend of naughty love making! Remember Luv, later that same frightful night, the blonde tart in the green and black with the randy boyfriend?It’ll still possibly be twilight and passing neighbors may well see me prancing about in nuthin but a slinky whisp of a slip if you had your way !

She exclaimed this merrily, and with that she happily pulled off from their perch, the owlish glasses she had been disguisedly wearing and carelessly flipped them into the back jump seat.She wears a crisp white apron over the high buttoned frock, and her pale and slightly bony face framed by dark wavy hair appears from beneath a stiffly starched and goffered morning maid’s cap. She turned and with a rather fetching demure look ,caste me a pair of questioning hazel coloured eyes. Theory lad, a belief that, say, our lady yonder in the green frock could possibly be parted from her emeralds by one of her dance partners, if the bloke was of the mindset to acquire them in that manner. I noticed how the necklace was moving up, smoothly slithering along the sleek material of her pretty gown, praying it would not catch and draw her attention!

But, apparently, she didn’t and before one could blink (or wince), he had the jeweled clasp worked opened and had pulled the glittering necklace of diamonds up and over her shoulder! From a distance they had stood out exquisitely from around the lass in blue’s throat, but up this close they were almost too bloody dazzling ! I met his gaze squarely, still smiling, avoiding the impulse to stare at the lit cigarette dangling from his lip.Such outbursts, often directed towards her maids for the smallest infraction or irritation, make Minnie a far from attractive employer, in spite of the higher-than-average wages that she pays.

On Saturday 15 July 2006 in the UK, the BBC made a spoof mini-episode entitled The Last Ever, Ever Footballers' Wives that was broadcast as part of Sport Relief live telethon. He hadn’t asked me name, which was fine by me, kept me from having to remember the one I would have had to ‘ave made up.

But, in the seconds that me mind played this out, he had quickly gotten up and beelined to her, cutting in abruptly and sending her dance partner wearing the unfortunate white tux, scuttling off.