EXTRACT FOR
The Cheating Wife
(Tony Slade)

Morning came too soon, and blinking in the light Sophie wandered half asleep to the kitchen. That early she craved coffee rather than tea, it was the only thing that really cleared her mind.

Setting a pan of water on the gas she unlocked the door and pushed it wide to let the morning freshness chase away the stuffy air of night.

Sophie smiled and stretched, the action lifting her breasts and flattening her tummy.

Turning away she began to think about breakfast, and the chores that lay ahead.

The water began to boil and she reached up into a cupboard to grab the coffee container. 

A sudden movement caught her eye, a glimpse of blue.

Fuck! She suddenly gasped to see a pair of towels hanging on the lines opposite her kitchen door, towels that were still swinging to indicate that they had only just been placed there. And I'm in here, topless, prancing around without a care in the world.

Oh my God! They saw me, they saw my tits! Instantly her nipples hardened almost painfully as a shiver raced through her body.

The new neighbours probably saw me naked! Well, at least one of them did. Or maybe he had his back to the door and didn't see anything at all.

And I'm still standing here she suddenly realised. She hadn't rushed away, she hadn't even covered up? and then she heard voices carrying through the adjoining wall. Often she had warned Chris to keep his voice down because the wall was so thin it was easy to eavesdrop. Now she strained her hearing.

"Fucking hell, you will never guess what I just saw? The chick next door is in her kitchen wearing nothing but her knickers." 

Sophie heard his voice clearly, his words clearing away all doubt, one of them had seen her naked.

"Just her panties?" the second voice asked, "You saw her tits?"

"Fuck yeah, and that bitch is hottttt."

Sophie wasn't sure if she enjoyed being called a bitch, but to hear the word hot expressed so forcefully added a small tingle down in the panties that were all that stood between herself and total nudity.

"Is she still there?" Sophie caught the hoarse whisper and knew that she had a decision to make, and she had just seconds to make it.

He's coming to peep? so will I still be here?

Nervously she glanced toward the corridor leading to the bedroom. Chris will still be asleep for ages she reasoned as seconds ticked away, she knew his routine, he slept in late.

What do I do? She groaned as she stepped back into the corridor and out of direct sight. Suddenly a wave of massive arousal washed over her, and before she could decide against it she wriggled her panties down to her ankles then stepped proudly back into the kitchen and continued to prepare her coffee.