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Finally Some Sunday Sun #sinfulsunday

Finally Sinful Sunday Sun

Finally … finally … it’s thankfully been wonderfully sunny in our part of the world for the past three days!

We had prior commitments for the past two … but today we’ve been able to finally take advantage!!!

For more Sinful fun this weekend, just click on the sexy lips below!

Sinful Sunday

P.s. If you’ve read my “Modestly Returning” post at the beginning of April 2024, you will know that most of my content here was lost, or corrupted, at the beginning of 2022. We are slowly working on re-instating that lost content, and repairing the broken links, so please bear with us. I hope this won’t dampen your enjoyment here.

Xxx – K

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Horny Holiday Yellow #sinfulsunday

Sinful Horny Holiday Yellow

A few days ago, for myDoxy Wand Reading Challengevideo upload at MakeLoveNotPorn, I mentioned that the Doxy was my go-to Me-Time toy.

However, as much as I simply love it’s unrivalled power and intensity, it is a little too large and weighty to pack in one’s holiday carry-on.

So, as yellow has always been my go-to holiday colour, my Satisfyer vibrating yellow banana is always the very first item in my bag!!!

For my Sinful Yellow this Sinful Sunday, click on the lovely lips below!!!

Sinful Sunday

P.s. If you’ve read my “Modestly Returning” post at the beginning of April 2024, you will know that most of my content here was lost, or corrupted, at the beginning of 2022. We are slowly working on re-instating that lost content, and repairing the broken links, so please bear with us. I hope this won’t dampen your enjoyment here.

Xxx – K

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Many hands make …

Many sinful hands

… nice work of course … and this is definitely one of those occasions when three is most certainly NOT a crowd!!!

From the same lovely sinful memories archive folder as last week’s posting!

Just click on the sexy lips below, to find lots more sexciting fun to enjoy!!!

Sinful Sunday

P.s. If you’ve read my “Modestly Returning” post at the beginning of April 2024, you will know that most of my content here was lost, or corrupted, at the beginning of 2022. We are slowly working on re-instating that lost content, and repairing the broken links, so please bear with us. I hope this won’t dampen your enjoyment here.

Xxx – K

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Modest Sinful Memories

One of the few … very few … good things to come from having lost so much of our content here during our “semi-retirement” last year, has been the necessity of having to scroll through over ten years of our photo, and video, archives trying to recover as much as possible of our Modesty Ablaze postings!

And that’s led to re-kindling some absolutely wonderful, fun and sexciting, memories … such as this screen shot from a decade ago, of a specially thrilling evening with one of my young lovers!

So thrilling that I just couldn’t resist sharing here at this week’s Sinful Sunday.

And if you click on the lovely lips below, I’m sure you’ll find lots more sexciting fun to enjoy!!!

Sinful Sunday

P.s. If you’ve read my “Modestly Returning” post at the beginning of April 2024, you will know that most of my content here was lost, or corrupted, at the beginning of 2022. We are slowly working on re-instating that lost content, and repairing the broken links, so please bear with us. I hope this won’t dampen your enjoyment here.

Xxx – K

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Modest Milestones #wickedwednesday

Modesty Ablaze Masked Chair John Tisbury

I have mentioned on many occasions in the past that Marie Rebelle’s wonderful Wicked Wednesday was one of the very first “lifestyle” blogs that I discovered, and subsequently subscribed to, on the internet.

Marie’s writings and photos were instrumental in inspiring and motivating me to first embark on my own blog-journey all those years ago. And whilst I had already begun my Modesty Ablaze Diaries of a London Hotwife project, I am certain that without Wicked Wednesday there would be no modestyablaze dot com blog.

So, how could I possibly not join-in to celebrate Marie’s wonderful achievement of 500 Wicked Wednesdays!!!

And for this amazing 500th edition, Marie’s prompt is “to share the ten best posts from the beginning of your own blog”.

But despite having lots of fun … and some lovely memories … in scrolling back through my modest archives, I couldn’t really choose any specific bests or favourites. So instead, I thought that I would list five particular posts that marked quite special, or important, moments at the time I first posted them.

So …


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Past, present & why I blog #wickedwednesday – July 2014
Because although I started my Modesty Ablaze Diaries really just on a whim . . . as a bit of a joke, almost a sort-of “I could do that” dare in a way . . . the website quickly became something much more important than a joke or a dare.
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Modestly Why ? @F4TFriday – August 2019

Modesty Ablaze Rocks

So . . . being a more “visual” person, rather than being able to easily communicate my thoughts in words . . . I hope that my occasional photo-posts here express my core belief that above all else, we should always be true to ourselves . . . and always be just who we want to be !!!

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Modesty Ablaze and the #realworldsex videos @MakeLoveNotPorn.tv – April 2014

Modesty Ablaze MakeLoveNotPorn 2014 Cover

That is the thing about MakeLoveNotPorn . . . Real People doing different things and enjoying it so much that they want to share their fun and inspire others to do the same!!!


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Modesty Ablaze Thomas Galley Review April 2016

Je vous remercie La Bauge littéraire – April 2016
It’s always very nice when someone says flattering things about you, especially so when those words come from someone with similar interests . . . in this case erotic literature . . . and even more so from someone for whom English is not their native language.
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Modesty Flying the Flag . . . Two for One #sinfulsunday & #scavengerhunt 11 – March 2014

Modesty Ablaze and Curvaceous Dee

Absolutely delighted to meet up with the wonderful, deliciously exciting Curvaceous Dee (first curator of my beloved Scavenger Hunt) for a naughty . . . and wickedly fun . . . Two-For-One flagpole #scavengerhunt flash.
I hope it brings as much of a smile to your face viewing it, as it did for Hubby and I to be actually meeting and sharing Dee’s company.

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For next week’s Wicked Wednesday I hope to add five more recent posts that, for one reason or another, marked special fun moments for me here at modestyablaze.com … but, in the meantime, I do recommend clicking on Marie’s rainbow below for lots more celebrations of over Nine Years of Wicked Wednesday!!!

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NB: My masked chair image above taken by the wonderful John Tisbury.

Xxx- K

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A Modest spur-of-the-moment Moment #wickedwednesday

Trigger Warning: The following is an excerpt from “The Journey”, Part 1 of my “The Modesty Ablaze Diaries of a London Hotwife”, and recounts a situation which would not be safe, or sensible, in today’s world. But then this was in the late 90’s …


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This is the entry I wasn’t going to write . . .

Hubby’s initial reaction to my “mis-adventure” brought me down to earth to the realities of our situation. But over the past few days and nights as we both re-counted, re-explored, and re-lived the details of last Monday, it’s suddenly become alright again. Re-discovering each other all over again, has been just simply glorious and that feeling of release and “sharing” feeling has been an explosion of emotions and enjoyment all over again. We’ve been like newly-weds the last two nights, and especially again after this morning when we actually confronted the subject of my adventure.

So . . . whilst we all do things on the “spur of the moment” . . . things that we often live to regret . . . I’ve always believed that I was able to perfectly control my emotions and desires and never embarrass myself on a “personal relationship” issue. But on Monday I did something completely irrational and silly that could easily have gone completely wrong, or worse-still, ruined Hubby’s trust in my ability to judge what is “ok” and what is not “ok” in our relationship.

I had booked a day-off from the office to manage a family appointment. On my way home from the first part of my errand, I decided to pop-into my gym as I’d had to miss my normal Sunday morning work-out for the past few weeks.

Unlike the normal weekend-mornings, there was virtually nobody else around and I had most of the equipment to myself … after just a few minutes though I was joined by one of the regular trainers from our Sunday morning classes.

He’s a young Canadian and has always been very helpful and attentive and has that bouncy outgoing charm and chat that seems natural for so many North Americans! Hubby had often remarked in the past that he “obviously has a thing for you” and I’d enjoyed exchanging flirty comments and teasing with him on numerous occasions. Even without Hubby around, it just seemed natural to continue with our normal conversations and teasing jokes and jibes. I explained the reasons for my unexpected week-day presence and found myself enjoying his undivided attention and company.

He was just finishing his shift and his invitation to join him for a “winding-down session and massage” at his house “just around the corner” came so out-of-the-blue, and yet so easily and naturally, that to my complete astonishment I found myself saying “yes alright then” without stopping to think! It wasn’t until I gathered my belongings from the locker and walked out into the corridor where he was waiting, that it suddenly hit me just exactly what I’d agreed to.

He was still chatting non-stop as we walked towards my car, his words and voice unintentionally distracting me from the sudden panic-attack thoughts racing round in my head. My throat was dry and my heart pumping as we reached the car with me desperately trying to think of some viable way of changing my mind. Here I was accepting directions from, and driving-off with, a young man whom I knew almost nothing about and who was almost half my age.

It was already too-late of course, and as I drove I felt tingly flashes of excitement as well as the flashes of doubt! “In for a penny, in for a pound” I reassured myself in my head. The house he shared was indeed only a few streets from the gym. And he led me into the kitchen explaining that his housemates would all be out at work doing “normal 9 to 5’s”.

(to be continued if you ask me nicely)!!!


The above is an excerpt from a Chapter from “The Journey”, the first of my “Modesty Ablaze Diaries of a London Hotwife” Ebooks published at my Amazon, Gumroad, Mistresses Fun Store and Etsy pages (where there is a Special Xmas 15% off Discount promotion running until January 4th). And I think it fits in quite well with this week’s theme at Wicked Wednesday … which is Life Lessons … which I suggest you visit by clicking on the lovely rainbow button below!

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As is always the case in my Modesty Ablaze Diaries editions, the names of all of my “friends” here have been changed for the purpose of maintaining anonymity!

Xxx- K

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A Modest Panty-Line #KOTW

Modesty Ablaze Visible Panty Line KOTW

It had been over three years since Vince had first visited from the Paris office. His boyish good looks and stylish demeanour had me swooning even before I heard him speak with that lovely, so lovely, French accent.

It had been my task to introduce him around the office and begin arranging his first client briefings and meetings. And within two days the CEO decided to add the organisation of his diary to my already busy workload.

But, as you will already know if you’ve read my previous mentions of him in my The Journey, Arrivals & Departures and The Balcony Ebooks here, my initial upset at being given this unwanted responsibility was soon swayed by the young Frenchman’s wit and charm. And it wasn’t long after his first brief stay in London, before our relationship developed into more … much more.

The next two years of his regular visits back and forth between London and Paris always meant at least two or three wonderfully passionate “after work” evenings at the company apartment that was always his for the duration of his stays.

But being a passionate lover wasn’t his only talent and within three years he’d risen up the ranks in the company to quickly become Director of European Operations and his visits became less frequent and for just for a few days at a time. I was no longer in charge of his diary of course, but he’d always call to give me prior notice of his next visit so that I could pre-arrange an “evening out”.

So I was surprised when he breezed into the office on Wednesday morning asking if an office could be arranged for the next two days.

“You didn’t call” I said, resisting my urge to want to jump up and give him a welcoming embrace, despite the fact that he was giving his normal peck on each cheek and vigorous hand shakes and flourishing gestures, to everyone else in the office.

When he did turn back to speak to me, there wasn’t even a hint of apology as he shrugged and said “It’s been all last minute, they want me to do two urgent meetings”.

“Well it would have been nice to know in advance …” I was annoyed at myself for being annoyed, and letting him see that I was.

He leant forward with his hands on my desk smiling broadly but saying nothing. He knew he didn’t have to. “I’m sure I’ll be able to arrange a desk for you” I told him.

“Thank you my darling” he grinned, “I’ll be back at noon, see you then”.

It wasn’t difficult to book-out one of the meeting rooms, especially as it was for him, and only for two days. Two days … but what about the two nights? He’d always given me warning before, always told me how much he wanted to see me, to spend time in my arms again.

He didn’t return for the rest of the day, and didn’t return my text to say I’d blocked-out an office for him for both days. I felt like a spurned school girl as I kept checking my phone for the rest of the afternoon … and even on the journey home.

Hubby’s assertions that I was over-reacting didn’t help, and his suggestion that I should just ask him in the morning about his plans for that evening, made me even more annoyed. He’d always been the one to ask me in the past. To tease and entice me. I shouldn’t have to be the one doing the chasing.

But ….

I’ve never been one for short skirts in the office, at least not as short as many of the other girls. They were mostly younger … and more able to carry off shorter lengths and different styles than I. But as I readied for the morning commute I’d already made up mind to remind him of what he’d missed the previous night … or what he could still enjoy for the evening ahead.

I chose my favourite white blouse and tweed skirt, mid-length but loose and flirty enough to show a glimpse of the black band of my hold-ups if I tried. And I intended to try.

My long coat, and black panties, would make my bus journey into the office safe and respectable, but I planned to lose both once I arrived.

He was already in when I arrived. I could see him sitting at the desk through the blinds, on the phone and scribbling notes on the pad in front of him.

He was still on the phone when I returned from the coffee machine. I paused at the door to furtively unbutton the top three buttons on my blouse. I don’t really have a cleavage to show off, but I knew he would be able to tell I was without a bra. I knew because I’d practiced at home … and in the restroom after I’d arrived.

I closed the door behind me and walked across to his desk. He looked up and smiled a greeting, still in conversation, but pausing as I leaned forward to put his coffee on top of his writing pad. I could tell from the pause in his voice, and the excited smile, that he had seen what I’d wanted him to see.

I stepped back to the meeting table and pulled one of the chairs out and away from the desk, to sit down with my back to the blinds of the glass partition to the corridor beyond, but directly facing him. I leaned back in the chair, opening my legs and sliding back the hem of my skirt. I’d practiced this at home too, and knew that having removed my panties in the restroom earlier, he would again be seeing what I wanted him to see.

He was speaking quickly in French so I couldn’t tell to whom, nor the nature of the conversation, but I could tell he was bringing it to an abrupt end.

“You are a very naughty lady” he laughed as he stood and walked to the table, sitting down in the chair across from me. I knew anyone looking in from the corridor would see only my back and him sitting opposite me.

“You’ve always told me that was what you like about me” I smiled, leaning back further in the chair …

(to be continued if you ask me nicely)!!!


The above is an excerpt from a Chapter from “Modesty Unleashed”, the eighth of my “Modesty Ablaze Diaries of a London Hotwife” Ebooks which is soon to be published at my Amazon, Gumroad, Fun Store and Etsy pages.

The current theme at Kink of the Week is VPN (Virtual Panty Line) but, on this occasion I certainly didn’t have one of those …


However, for lots of other different-than-normal moments, I suggest you visit this week’s theme at Wicked Wednesday, by clicking on the lovely rainbow button below!

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As is always the case in my Modesty Ablaze Diaries editions, the names of all of my “friends” here have been changed for the purpose of maintaining anonymity!

Xxx- K

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Modestly Lost in Lust #KOTW

Modesty Ablaze Lost in Lust

The first part of this excerpt from my “Modesty Ablaze Diaries of a London Hotwife” was shared at last week’s Wicked Wednesday Epiphany … so today’s excerpt follows on directly from where Hilary led me away from the bar.


On our previous visits to the club, my first venture away from the bar had always been to one of the private rooms off of the main corridor. Rooms with a lockable door where it was possible to indulge on a more personal level with someone I’d met at the bar … and decided I’d like to “get-to-know-better”. And always with Hubby at my side, even if it was just with a single gentleman. That was our thing, I might play, Hubby would watch, or perhaps join-in if we all felt comfortable. But now Hilary had led me into the open-plan main play room, the largest space in the club with cushioned benches along three sides, and a large, very large, play-bed in the middle.

As my eyes adjusted to the dimmer lighting, I could see there was already a couple enjoying themselves on the bed, with a number of onlookers standing close by. Hilary led me over to where two gentlemen were sitting in the corner of the room. They were engrossed in conversation and not appearing to be watching what was happening on the bed, but they looked up with wide smiles as we reached them. Still holding my hand Hilary said “This is K”. Both of them stood to kiss Hilary on the cheek and then turned to introduce themselves.

“I’m Graham” said the taller of the two. “Pleasure to meet you”. The shorter, broader, gentleman introduced himself as Phil and immediately sat back down, taking me by the hand and guiding me to sit down next to him. I glanced back across the room and could just make out Hubby standing with several other people in the shadows near the door.

Graham had also sat down, or rather was pushed down by Hilary who had dropped to her knees between his legs and was immediately undoing his belt. I giggled nervously as Phil said to me “so you’re a friend of Hilary’s then?”
I had to turn away from watching Hilary’s progress to answer Phil’s question, and tell him that we’d really only just met at the bar earlier. “She’s quite a lady” Phil laughed. “So are you new here then?”

“No, we’ve been coming for a month or so” I replied. “My husband’s over there in the corner” I said, trying to sound confident and assured.
“Will he mind me doing this?” Phil said as he began running his hand across the front of my dress.

I knew my nipples were already erect beneath the satin, and the touch of his hands was making them even harder. Harder and tingling. I lifted my head back against the wall behind us and closed my eyes as he bent forward to suck at them through my dress. Then I felt his other hand sliding over my inner thigh. He dropped both hands onto my knees and parted my legs wider. I pushed my head back further as I felt his fingers already stroking against me. I lifted my bum and slid forwards on the leather, my knees wide apart now and gasping as I felt fingers pushing gently inside. I knew I was sighing and gasping, even if I couldn’t hear myself. But I could hear him telling me “Fuck you’re wet”.

I was amazed at myself being this aroused, so quickly, with a man I’d said less than a few words too. I felt myself squirming on his hand, pushing against it, yet accepting … and wanting … his slow and gentle thrusting. I opened my eyes searching the shadows for Hubby but couldn’t see him. I could sense shuffling next to me though and looked down to see Hilary on her back, her dress pulled up to her waist and Graham’s bare bum adjusting itself between her raised legs.

Phil was moving me round now as well, sliding me by the hips further along the leather and kneeling up on the bench. I felt myself being pulled along so that I was now laying back with the back of my head down on the bench and both of Phil’s hands spreading me wide, one fingering into me and the other expertly swirling around my clit. I came really quickly, surprising myself with my own loud screaming.

Laying completely on my back I could hear the bouncing sounds on the leather of Graham obviously fucking Hilary behind me … and her own loud grunting in time with his pumping. My recovery was interrupted though by Phil lifting me up by my arms. “The bed is free now” he said. As he led me across to the mattress I saw Hubby again, sitting down on the bench next to the side of the bed. He was smiling and nodding his head, so I knew he’d enjoyed watching me with my new friend.

Phil had kicked off his shoes and was stepping out of his trousers now. He fell back onto the bed as I kicked off my own shoes and knelt down beside him. His erection was standing up at an impressively vertical angle and I couldn’t resist reaching out to stroke it. It was hard, and quite plump, and very warm.

I felt the mattress dip and Hilary was suddenly on her back next to Phil, she was completely naked now, except for a black suspender belt and one stocking. I giggled and pointed at her bare leg. “I gave it to Fifi” she said pointing back behind us. “One of his was laddered”. Fifi was a wonderfully outgoing cross-dresser Hubby and I had met on our first visit to the club, and on every occasion since. A regular at the bar, and in the glory hole corridor too, as he always loved to tell us. As I turned back to Phil I could see he’d pulled a condom from his pocket and was rolling it down over himself. A completely naked Graham had joined us on the bed now next to me and was doing the same to himself. “Not quite as impressive as Phil” I thought to myself, but from Hilary’s noises earlier, I’d gathered he’d filled one condom already.

Phil was pulling me closer to him now, obviously ready and expectant. I lifted my right leg over him and slid myself forward on his thighs, teasingly shuffling forwards until I could feel his erection against me. “Not with your shirt on” I told him as I leant forwards and unbuttoned him to reveal quite a hairy chest. He sat up to pull his arms free … then, as I threw his shirt to one side … he leaned further forward and lifted my dress up as well. “Not with your dress on” he laughed. I lifted my arms up and bent forward as he pulled my dress over my head …


The above is from a Chapter from “Modesty Unleashed”, the eighth of my “Modesty Ablaze Diaries of a London Hotwife” Ebooks which is soon to be published at my Amazon, Gumroad, Fun Store and Etsy pages.

But, in the meantime … if you’ve read down this far and would like to read how things on the bed continued … I’m hoping to add more of this chapter to the appropriately themed “Gang Bang” Kink of the Week page in the next few days.


However, for lots more “Fun in the City” moments, I suggest you visit this week’s theme at Wicked Wednesday, by clicking on the lovely rainbow button below!

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P.s. – The photo above is not actually from this Club evening (cameras not allowed of course), rather it is from one of our other multi-fun evenings in a more private venue!
And of course, as is always the case in my Modesty Ablaze Diaries editions, the names of all of my “friends” here have been changed for the purpose of maintaining anonymity!

Xxx- K

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Modest Epiphany #wickedwednesday

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We were becoming regulars at The Club now … so much so that B, our lovely hostess, welcomed us for our fourth Saturday evening visit in a row with “See, I said that you would be coming every week”, laughing at her own choice of wording. “We’re like your local pub now aren’t we”.

“Well I could hardly wear this at our local pub now could I”, I giggled in reply as I took off my coat before sending Hubby downstairs to the cloakroom with it.

“No perhaps not” she said as she hugged me and kissed us both on each cheek. “It is very sexy. You look so beautiful and amazing. As you always do of course”.

I was wearing a brand new, short, red satin dress I’d brought specifically for the Club. Easy to lift off over my head, with loosely laced open sides which clearly revealed I wasn’t wearing anything at all underneath.

With B as such an affectionate chaperone … and her continuing flattering comments week on week … I was growing in confidence and losing my inhibitions more and more with every visit. And knowing that Hubby was enjoying all the fun attentions I was receiving as much as I was, meant I was striving to “dress to impress” with a different new outfit for every visit.

But despite feeling more at ease than I had on our first few visits, I would still always insist on arriving early-ish, to give me time for a few glasses of wine to settle the initial butterflies.

I was still chatting to B when Hubby returned from the cloakroom, but before we could order our drinks she linked her arms through each of ours and said “Come, I want you to meet some one”. She led us around the corner of the bar and up to a very striking blonde lady sitting on her own in the far corner. “Hilary, this is K and her lovely Hubby”.

Hilary beamed and immediately took my hand “Your dress is absolutely gorgeous” she said. “B has told me all about you both and she is absolutely right, you are stunning”. She continued squeezing my hand as she nodded to a tall man who had suddenly appeared behind us. “This is my other half, Steve. Buy this lovely couple a drink darling”. She patted the empty stool next to her and said “Sit and tell me about yourselves, B tells me you’re quite new to the scene”.

I giggled rather nervously and explained we’d actually been visiting every week for the past month or so now, but hadn’t been to any other swinging clubs previously. “I haven’t seen you here before though” I said.

She smiled and said they’d been abroad for several months but had returned during the week and she couldn’t wait to get back to “our favourite fun place”, emphasising “fun place” with a wonderfully wicked laugh and sweeping hand gesture.

I was immediately warming to her outgoing personality, and I could tell Hubby was quite taken with her as well as he and Steve passed us our drinks. We were soon sharing our experiences and life-stories with such ease and openness … and I was telling her things without a second thought … pausing only to instruct Hubby to get another round of drinks for us all.

“I’m a slut and I love it” she was squeezing Hubby’s hand now, “spent 12 years in a boring sexless marriage and now I’m making up for lost time” she laughed. “Fuck anything with a hard one”.

We’d been chatting and laughing … and squeezing each others hand … for quite some time now, and it was getting busier and noisier around us with more arrivals, many of whom Hilary seemed to be on nodding terms with.

She reached over again, took me by the hand and stood up. “Come on, let’s go and find some fun”. She winked at Hubby and said “are you going to join us?” as she stepped between him and Steve … and led me down the corridor towards the main playroom.


The above is Part One of a Chapter from “Modesty Unleashed”, the eighth of my “Modesty Ablaze Diaries of a London Hotwife” Ebooks which is soon to be published at my Amazon, Gumroad, Fun Store and Etsy pages.

And … if you’ve read down this far … I’m hoping to add Part Two of this chapter to the appropriately themed “Gang Bang” Kink of the Week page in the next few days.


However, in the meantime, for lots more “Epiphany” moments, I suggest you visit this week’s theme at Wicked Wednesday, by clicking on the lovely rainbow button below!

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Xxx- K

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