C2 Dangerous Affairs With Young Wife (Part 2)

Tony told Yvonne that he would hate it if Rob should find her with it - "what would he think!" he exclaimed - "he would get the wrong idea completely, and all because of a simple mix up."

Tony then told Yvonne that if she could have a look and if the offending magazine was indeed there, if she could just bring it over and toss it onto his back step.

Yvonne with great embarrassment assured him that she would do that if she found the book.

Tony once more was all apologies, and with that they parted with Tony grinning to himself as he walked back across the garden towards to his own house.

Time went on, and Tony began to be happy in the thought that Yvonne must be having a good look at the porno magazine before bringing it back. If she'd been shocked or disgusted, she probably would have come immediately and flung it over the fence.

Eventually, after some three quarters of an hour, he saw Yvonne through his window. She quickly hurried across the garden, lightly stepped over the wall, and had gone to the step and put the magazine down before fleeing back to her own house.

Tony had been quite right in his estimation of Yvonne's actions. She had been so very embarrassed when Tony had mentioned the porno magazine. She'd hurried back inside her house, but had immediately, and very eagerly, taken up the pile of magazines and shuffled through them until she came upon the magazine in question. She'd felt a rush of excitement when she'd seen the cover picture of the two girls sucking and licking at that wonderful, big, hard cock.

Yvonne had felt her lustful excitement rapidly rising as she turned the pages and saw cock after cock fucking girl's mouths and pussy. Her hand had groped at her own pussy and soon she was masturbating freely as she almost drooled over the wonderful pictures in the magazine.

Yvonne twice brought herself to a climax while fantasising about herself sucking all of the wonderful, big cocks in the pictures. She had then thought of the need to return the magazine to Tony. She was again seized with great embarrassment, and had dabbed cold water over her face so as to look not so flushed.

Running back from Tony's back door, she felt relief that he hadn't appeared. She now felt a longing to still be looking over those pictures, although she knew that she'd needed to return the magazine before her husband came home and found her with such crude material.

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The next day, although he longed to find out what Yvonne's attitude towards him would be, Tony made himself scarce even though he saw his neighbour several times during the morning.

It was late in the day when, knowing that he couldn't stand be kept in suspense any longer, he spied Yvonne going outside to bring in her laundry.

Going outside and putting on a casual air, Tony cheerily called out to Yvonne who showed herself to be quite flustered and shy in talking to him after the business of the previous day with the porno magazine.

Tony again apologised about "yesterday's embarrassment".

"You didn't tell your husband I hope," he asked her, "he wouldn't have been too happy if he thought that I was intentionally giving you that sort of thing."

Yvonne, with continued embarrassment, assured him that she hadn't said a word to Rob about the incident.

"Anyhow," Tony said boldly, and determined to test Yvonne a little, "I suppose a young thing like yourself would probably like those sorts of pictures,"

Yvonne, already looking rather flustered, now blushed bright red, which Tony quickly realised could be interpreted in any way.

Yvonne stammered in absolute confusion, "no ...... I don't." She was so embarrassed that she only wanted to get away, but in her mind she desperately did want to see more of those wonderful photos of lovely, lovely cocks that she had looked at the day before.

Tony knew that it would be best to not push things any further, so he casually said goodbye and they each turned away to go to their respective houses.

Tony couldn't really decide whether his scheme had been of any value or not, but he decided that, because Yvonne had not ignored him and cut him absolutely cold, perhaps there had been some value in the exercise.

On the following couple of days, Tony made a point of going away for the day just to put a little time between he and his neighbour. On the Friday morning however, he greeted Yvonne when he saw her that morning. She seemed a little embarrassed and reserved still, but Tony got her talking about Rob, and about their honeymoon away, and soon she was chatting in her former happy way.

Tony let her chatter away, just making a comment or asking a question here and there to keep her going. Finally, when she said that she should be doing things rather than standing around enjoying the sunshine, Tony knew that it was time that he push her back to where he wanted her.

"OK," he said, agreeing that it was very pleasant standing talking, but that he too had things that he should be doing. They'd just been talking about her husband's work, so it was natural that Tony should make a further comment concerning him. "You didn't tell Rob about that magazine did you," he once more asked.

"No, no, I didn't," Yvonne answered, lowering her eyes in embarrassment, although Tony thought that she didn't display the extreme shame that she'd formerly exhibited.

"I wouldn't want him to know, even if you both like to look at that sort of thing," Tony continued, determined to press ahead.

"No," Yvonne murmured.

"No you won't tell him?" Tony questioned.

"Yes," Yvonne now murmured.

"No and yes," Tony chuckled, "you have me completely confused, and he gave a laugh which seemed to ease the tension with Yvonne.

"No I didn't tell him, and no I won't tell him," Yvonne said, suddenly looking up and smiling slightly.

"Aha, now I know," Tony laughed, and Yvonne gave a giggle.

"It's not that you shouldn't enjoy looking at that sort of thing," Tony continued, "but Rob might get jealous if he knew that you were looking at other men in those sorts of situations."

Yvonne now suddenly became shamefully embarrassed again, and just murmured some reply before saying goodbye and hurrying into her house.

Tony was uncertain how to proceed, but went home pleased that Yvonne was at least showing less embarrassment, and she had indeed told him that she wouldn't mention the matter to her husband.

Yvonne, for her part, had great feelings of guilt when Rob was fucking her that evening - guilt that she had a secret from him, and guilt that she'd so much enjoyed looking at the lewd pictures in the magazine.

The succeeding days, being the weekend with Rob at home, Tony once more made himself scarce in order to give the impression that Yvonne didn't see much of him.

By Monday morning he was decided that he should keep the pressure on his sexy, young neighbour and offer her more porno magazines. With that determination in mind, he selected two magazines that had a delicious array of sluts being fucked and sucking cock, but at this stage he made sure that all pictures in the books were strictly one on on, rather than any threesome or gangbanging scenes.

Sometime later, seeing the opportunity, he slipped the two magazines into a plastic bag and went out to where Yvonne was busy at some activity.

"Hi Yvonne," he called across the intervening lawn.

"Hello Tony," Yvonne replied in friendly tones as she looked up from her work.

"I've only got a minute," Tony said, stepping over the wall and pretending to be in some haste. "I realised that you would have enjoyed looking at that magazine I inadvertently gave you last week. Here's a couple more for you, but make sure that you return them before Rob gets home. Just leave them on my back verandah if I'm not about; I could be a bit late. Must rush now, I'm already running late, Bye."

Tony had rattled this off without a breath as he'd thrust the magazines into Yvonne's hands, and had then hurried back to his house, not giving Yvonne a chance to say anything, and thus assuaging the embarrassment that she began to experience.

Yvonne's embarrassment had risen rapidly as she heard Tony's words, but he had been in such a hurry, and had thrust the bag into her hands so rapidly that she had no time for her shame to take hold. Now she was thrilled - more of those gorgeous men to look at. Her hands trembled as she held the magazines and hurried inside.

Going into the bedroom she tipped up the bag and the two glossy magazines slid out to show lovely, wonderful pictures of men with their lovely, big, hard, erect, magnificent cocks fucking mouth and pussy.

Yvonne's hand immediately went to her pussy, lifting her skirt and slipping beneath her panties. She gloated over the pictures, slowly turning the pages, sometimes going back to compare some gorgeous cock with another on later pages.

For an hour or more Yvonne went back and forth through the magazines. She fantasised about being fucked, both pussy and mouth, by all of those wonderful cocks. It wasn't until she realised that her husband would soon be home, and that she needed to do a number of things, before she thought to return the magazines to her neighbour. It was then that she began to experience feelings of shame, but it must be said that these feelings were very much dampened down by the lustfulness which she was still experiencing.

Adjusting her skirt and smoothing her hair, Yvonne lightly skipped across the lawn, over the low wall, and dashed to the verandah of the adjacent house. She dropped the bag with the two magazines onto the verandah, and dashed lightly back to her own house, thankful that she'd not encountered Tony.

It wasn't much later that Tony arrived back home, and, going straight to the back verandah, he smiled as he picked up the magazines and entered his house. Once inside, Tony carefully leafed through the pages of the magazines. Scattered through the pages he had left a dozen or so tiny little pieces of black cotton thread, and now, searching carefully, he found only one, which indicated that Yvonne must have indeed spent time going through the pages.

Tony was pleased the way the day had gone. His method of delivering the magazines had worked wonderfully well, and to celebrate, he opened a bottle of his best wine.

Yvonne on the other hand, almost felt herself blush when her husband arrived home, and later on, when they were fucking, she was tormented by guilt, and vowed that she'd not do that again.