Harper’s New Year

Jedzed

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Harper went into town today and came back with a new hairdo. She told she was getting ready for New Year’s Eve and wanted to look good for the party she was going to.

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I thought I’d be all arty and see if she’d be impressed by her image in monochrome.

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She said she was keen to try a more vibrant look

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I couldn’t help but take a few shots as she carefully applied her lip gloss. I found it difficult not to get excited and told her I’d be looking forward to going out together and the fun and games we’d have when we came home afterwards!

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But without turning from the mirror, or interrupting her make-up application she replied that I wasn’t invited to the party. It was organised by a friend of hers and only the most beautiful and handsome in the town were invited. She was going without me!!!
 
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She seemed totally unfazed by it and it was clear she fully expected me to comply and just let her go to the party alone.

“Oh, I’m sure I won’t be alone for very long”, she said. I couldn’t help feeling she was right. My girl would have the admiration of every guy there. My feelings of frustration and jealousy started to kick in as I imagined all the guys at the party doing their best to get her attention. At least she’d be coming home to me.

“And don’t wait up”, she then added, “hopefully I’ll get stay over with someone”.
 
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“You intend to stay over with someone?”, I startled!

“Well, if I can find a nice bull to have fun with, then yes”, Harper replied.

“Staying with a bull? Is the party on a farm or something?” She’d lost me now.
Then she changed the subject entirely and said she couldn’t make up her mind which stockings to wear - the glossy or the fishnet?

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So she told me to take a picture and post it on this site and let the guys decide. Which does she look hottest in?
 
“You’ll look hot whichever you wear”, I said, “you’re my amazingly pretty hot wife”.

Harper giggled and replied, “Yes, I am a pretty amazing hotwife!”

Somehow I couldn’t help feeling I was missing something. But perhaps because she was feeling quite horny in her underwear, she started paying herself some attention. She was so caught up in herself that I don’t think she noticed me taking the photos!

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Afterwards, I thought I’d grab some cheeky shots as she cleaned herself up. She wasn’t too happy with my intrusion though!

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She wasn’t best pleased with me, a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance. I’d be sleeping alone tonight.

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“You can forget ANY promise you were on, for the rest of this year, Jed”, Harper angrily said, “these knickers will be tighter than an oyster’s shell, as far as you’re concerned. And it won’t be you that prizes them apart and claims the precious pearl inside on New Year’s Eve, either!” She added.

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I still think I’m missing something, but I can’t put my finger on what it is?
 
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She calmed down a little, later on, and allowed me to take a few more photos - she said she wanted to post them so that those at the party knew what to look forward to; although I heard her mumble,

“And what’s on offer to the right bull”. I still couldn’t understand what this reference to cattle was?

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“But just because I’ve calmed down a little and allowed you to take some photos, don’t for a moment think that you’re forgiven”, Harper firmly said, then added,
“No more fun and games between my legs, for you, this year. You’ll have to make do with the pictures you’ve taken. If I get a good offer at the party, then perhaps we’ll send you some extra ones”.

Who’s “We”, I wondered? And all this photography was getting me excited. Pretty frustrated that I couldn’t touch the merchandise for at least the next few days - perhaps even longer depending on her mood.

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Then she changed the subject entirely and said she couldn’t make up her mind which stockings to wear - the glossy or the fishnet?...

So she told me to take a picture and post it on this site and let the guys decide. Which does she look hottest in?

Oh definitely the fishnets... :tu:b
 
Whatever she’s looking forward to at this party, it’s making her continually excited. She was at it again this morning! Or maybe she was just thinking about me? (Yeah, right. I wish).

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She said that there would be some very clever and accomplished guys at the party - scientists, businessmen, politicians etc., - so she thought she’d try for the intellectual look.

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I said that any guy would be less interested in her brain than her body - it’s not her face they’ll be looking at. She agreed and said it wouldn’t be their faces she’d be looking at either. Anyway, I’m sure she’ll be a good girl. I left the room for a moment but that was all the encouragement she needed to indulge her excitement again!

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Funny how a simple party could get a person so heated up. You’d think it was a sex party or something. Thankfully I know she wouldn’t do anything like that without me. I asked her if she was excited because she was hoping for lots of fun. She nodded and said she was. Then I asked her how much fun she was hoping for and she replied,

“At least eight inches worth”. What on earth did she mean?
 
By late last evening, Harper was much calmer - all that self-exploration had relaxed her - and we were able to sit and cuddle on the sofa. She wanted to do the same this morning, so we’ve had a lazy day so far. I get to sit on her feet to keep them warm.

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“Does this mean we’re all good now?” I asked her. She nodded and replied,
“Yes. But don’t think that means you’re totally forgiven yet. I meant what I said, my thighs are firmly closed to you this side of the new year and I’m still going to the party without you. I fully intend to explore my inner Hotwife”.

I’ll have to look up what she means.
 
Saturday morning and I wake up with this wonderful view. It’s agony being denied access to this!

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Today I really have to find out what she means about being a Hotwife.
 
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