Exciting Wives

By Phebe Bodelle

The wives in this book will be considered to be a little let us say, eccentric, unconventional, wild, horny, sexy, sluts. They enjoy sex, they enjoy turning their men on, they enjoy putting themselves on display. They are the sort of wives every man dreams of but nobody really wants. If you can handle extremely explicit sex this book is for you, ENJOY.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Phebe Bodelle
• Release date: Mar 18, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005197629

Phebe Bodelle

Hello there, it's Phebe writing. The character in "My very rude Awakening" is based largely on fact with a bit of embellishement where it made the story better. I am 29 years of age and have become an exhibitionst over the last few years and love displaying my body either naked or in see-thru clothes. I know men enjoy looking at me.I hope you enjoy reading my sexciting adventures.

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Exciting Wives

by

Phebe Bodelle

Smashwords Edition

Copyright 2022 Phebe Bodelle

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All characters in this book are over the age of twenty one.

All my books are dedicated to every person

that enjoys a good sexy read, happiness!

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Index.

1 – Wrestling

2 – My Neighbour is a Voyeur

3 – Fuck the Wife

4 – Fun and Games

5 - My Sexy Wife

6 – A Special Present for my Husband

7 – Bonus Story – One Warm Summer’s day

8 – Seducing our Friend

Other Books by Phebe Bodelle

About Me – Phebe Bodelle

Wrestling

I want to tell you about Maggie and I and how our life changed completely six months ago. We’ve been married five years and had been going out for a year before we got hitched. We met in pretty unusual circumstances at a motorway service area. I followed her out of the restaurant after having an overpriced lunch with dubious quality food. Her car was parked next to mine and as she approached the vehicle she groaned. The left rear tyre was flat.

Can I help? I asked.

Please, you’d be a life saver.

Now Maggie was a stunning looking bird, tall, five feet nine with a lovely curvy figure and I’ve got to say tits to die for. We chatted away as I jacked up the car to change the wheel and I already knew I would be asking her out, but in truth didn’t think I stood a chance, I thought she was out of my league.

Wheel changed she offered me some money for my help.

No way, I said, it would be a poor world if we couldn’t help each other. I paused for as moment. Tell you what come out to dinner with me one night, that’d be payment enough.

She smiled, You’re on.

Two evenings later we went on the date and that was it, we were a couple.

We are a pretty adventurous couple, we have tried a lot of things, hot air ballooning, jet skiing, rock climbing. We have both done a couple of parachute jumps, static line not free fall unfortunately, perhaps one day. For regular entertainment we choose the theatre, cinema and even went to as circus when it is in town. Then one day we saw wresting on at the local town hall and decided to give it a whirl, and that became our fateful decision.

The ring was set up in front of the stage in the town hall auditorium with seating laid out on three sides of the ring. The evening comprised of five bouts for men and finished with a fight for the ladies. It was a good laugh with the usual villains so the crowd could get on their feet to boo. When the ladies, (I use the term loosely,) came on they were a complete contrast. There was the Preston Dynamo, a large woman all over, it wouldn’t be a lie if I said she was a stone or two over weight. Her opponent was short and wiry, it seemed like a complete miss match. However the Brighton Bomber as the small one was called was quick, very quick and used her speed to avoid becoming entangled with her opponent. However Preston eventually managed to corner Brighton and used her size and weight to get hold of her and then body slammed her onto the ring floor and dived on top of the woman pinning her to the deck, the ref stopped the bout and declared Preston the winner. The compare got into the ring and announced an all comers bout if any ladies from the audience cared to take on the Preston Dynamo, with a two hundred and fifty pound prize for anybody who defeated her. A girl quickly got up from the right side of the ring and lasted about thirty seconds before being pinned. Preston went to the left hand side of the ring and after some cajoling a woman stood up and entered the ring. For a minute or two she put up a good fight but Preston used her wresting skills to overcome her opponent. A fore arm smash on the woman’s nose causing it to erupt in blood, the ref stopped the fight and as Preston threw up her arms in victory the crown once again stood up booing the victor.

She then took the mike off the announcer and came to the front the ring where we were sat in the second row.

So who’s gonna take me on now?

She looked all around.

Huh just as I thought, you southerners are a load of pansies, not tough like us northern girls.

More booing.

Hey you in the purple top, she said pointing at my Maggie, you look like you could take me on.

Maggie shook her head, no.

Preston smiled and started clucking like a chicken.

Come on, you look big enough and ugly enough.

Who the hell you calling ugly you fat cow, Maggie shouted out.

Preston held out her hands and waved Maggie forward. Come on bitch or are you just mouth?

Maggie stood up to cheers from the audience. I grabbed Maggie’s arm, what are you doing?

I’ll teach the bitch.

My lady pulled away from me and headed towards the ring. Now Maggie was not dressed in any way suitable for wrestling. She was wearing a strappy vest, just two spaghetti straps, no bra and a mini skirt. If asked I would have described Maggie as a clothed exhibitionist. She loved skimpy clothes flaunting her figure, her 38DD boobs were rarely encased in a bra away from work with her wonderful nipples poking out of the material. She loved low cut tops showing off her formidable cleavage but had never worn see through tops apart from a delightfully thin cotton halter-neck that you could vaguely see the shape of her tits, her dark aureoles and nipples. Occasionally she wore a one button blazer with nothing on underneath that once again showed off her delightful cleavage and even undid the button allowing the front of the blazer to gape open, but somehow or other a nipple never appeared unless she wanted to give me a quick flash. She had gone topless on the beach on foreign holidays but that was the extent of her public exhibitionism. I was to be frank worried what was going to happen, first for her safety and then her modesty.

The ref called them into the centre of the ring, explained a few rules and made them shake hands, the bell went and the fight was on. They circled each for a moment, Preston smiling and Maggie just nodding her head, then they came together arms locked around each other’s head. The right strap of Maggie’s top was snapped after ten seconds. Preston got Maggie in a head lock and then flipped my girl onto her back on the deck. Maggie wriggled out with the left hand strap broken, her top just about managing to stay covering her tits. They faced each other again, once more circling around the ring. Maggie charged, and going low with her shoulder into Preston’s stomach managed to get the woman on her back, she quickly reached up and tried to pin the woman, that was when her tits flopped out to huge cheers from the audience. Once again they were on their feet facing up to each other, Preston charged, Maggie side stepped and as her opponent went past swept her legs from under her, Maggie dived on top, her right leg over the woman’s throat her left leg under the woman's shoulder and her left arm firmly grabbed by the wrist, she applied an arm lock at the elbow and quickly Preston was pounding the floor in submission. The ref called a halt and Maggie stood up arms in the air. Whether she was oblivious to her tits being on show or just didn’t care I don’t know. I just knew I had a raging hard-on. Her skirt was also bunched up by her waist, her thong doing little to protect her modesty. From the rear the thin strap of the thong allowed the audience a great view of her succulent arse. The ref grabbed her arm and raised it in the air, I could not have been more proud of my girl.

Maggie went round the ring lapping up the cheers and cat calls from the audience practically nude showing herself off to all and sundry. Finally she pulled up her top, pushed down her skirt and covered herself as best she could and climbed out of the ring. I gave her a hug.

That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. I said.

I’m hot to trot lover-man, get me home I need your cock inside me.

What about your prize money.

With that the compare came over to us. Here’s your prize money darling, I’ve doubled it to five hundred that was quite a show you put on there.

Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a business card. If you fancy doing some more wrestling give me a call, you’re a natural. By the way I’m Brian.

He turned away and we headed home. When I started the car for the five minute drive I turned to Maggie and asked, What just happened?

Can we talk about it later, just get us home, she replied pulling down her thong.

We fucked just inside the front door, raw rampant sex. Maggie came quicker than I’ve ever known her to with me shooting my load moments later.

We didn't talk that night, we went to bed and were both asleep within minutes. I was up early next morning on the early shift as line manager at an engineering factory that produces components for the car industry so it wasn't until dinner that evening that we got a chance to talk about the events of the previous evening.

Maggie started. First off I'm sorry Gregg.

You've nothing to be sorry for, you were sensational.

I thought you'd be angry with me despite feeling horny.

No way, you looked phenomenal in the ring and the crowd definitely appreciated the show.

I've never done anything like that before, never.

Did you enjoy it?

She looked coy, I must admit I did. It turned me on knowing all those people were looking at me.

You’ve a fine pair of tits Mags, they looked gorgeous.

She laughed, But you’re biased.

I shook my head. Maybe but they are gorgeous.

And you really didn’t mind me showing them off?

No way did I mind. You were aware I take it that they had popped out?

Of course, when I headed to the ring I thought it might happen.

And you carried on anyway.

Yep, I wasn’t going to take any more crap from that Preston bitch and I had a suspicion that you wouldn’t mind.

Did you now?

Of course, you love me in sexy clothes.

Aye I do, but you’ve never actually shown that much flesh before.

I’ve come pretty close.

I nodded.

The sex was pretty good when we got home, eh lover man.

Bloody brilliant, that was fucking at its very best.

Fucking!

Oh yes, that wasn’t love making. Just two highly turned on people having fun.

Perhaps I should show myself off some more.

Bring it on. Tell me where did those moves you pulled on Preston come from.

Judo, I don’t think I ever told you I did it when I was a teenager, got up to orange belt which is a reasonable standard. It just sprung to mind.

Wow, certainly took the wind out of madam's sails.

It did.

Why did you give it up?

Exams, part time jobs, just ran out of time.

Pity, ever thought of going back to it?

Sometimes, but I’ll tell you what, I wouldn’t mind having a go at this wrestling lark.

Really?

Why not, might make a few bob into the bargain as well.

I opened my eyes wide at that.

Come on, Maggie said, let's get cleared away and watch a bit of tele, my feet are killing me.

Two nights later when I got home from work Maggie was watching wrestling videos.

Getting some hints and tips, I asked.

Yes Gregg, I seriously am thinking about this. I’m going to give Brian a call see what's involved.

Brian was the presenter, promoter and general lynch pin of the wrestling scene. It was him who gave Maggie the business card. Maggie’s call went to voicemail, perhaps he was at another one of his events.

He called back the