Sigvard wants to have it all

Sigvard wanted to keep fucking both Sara and Maja, not to mention eventually bedding Lisa at some point too, yet he struggled to find the words to justify such a sinful arrangement to his faithful wife. Suddenly, a potential solution sprang up in his mind: a practical demonstration of how Maja could benefit from his affair was brazen enough that it just might work. In the worst case, at least, he would have an answer immediately. He decided to put all the cards on the table.

"Something is wrong between us," the farmer said softly, "and has been for a long time now. It’s why you went away to Stockholm, why you lusted after that conceited city-dweller, and why I broke my vows. But I know how we can build a stronger union out of this."

"What do you mean?" she inquired, puzzled.

"Sara!" he simply called.

Maja turned confusedly towards the door when the young maid cautiously stepped in and curtsied.

"Yes, sir?" asked the young woman.

With her hair braided in two cute pigtails, her feet bare on the cold floor and her slim dress, she looked ridiculously adorable. Though Sara demurely gazed downwards, Maja caught the servant’s eyes briefly flicking up towards her husband, burning with a mischievous passion that could only mean one thing.

"Her?" Maja exclaimed, astonished.

"Yes, but please let me show you something" Sigvard whispered while taking his wife’s hand. "You mentioned thinking of wicked things during your trip, and this might just be what you need."

He kissed her cheek and neck before raising his voice towards his young ****.

"Sara, explain to my wife what we have done in her absence."

The servant blushed and nervously clasped her hands in front of dress.

"Everything, sir?" she stammered.

"All of it."

"Well… Uh… Mr. Karlsson has taught me to be an obedient girl. He has trained me to… To suck his cock and take it deep in my throat, and how to best satisfy him when we fuck. And if… if I am obedient, he rewards me with his warm seed, and if I disobey… he punishes me."

Maja stared with wide eyes at the girl who spoke so frankly. A part of her was upset to hear of her husband’s infidelity, and described with such candor too, yet she couldn’t contain her curiosity. And its true that this sounded much like what she had been fantasizing about for the past month…

"How did he punish you?" Maja asked.

"By whipping my ass or pussy."

"He whipped you... between your legs?"

Sara nodded, her face turning as red as a polish beet.

"Do you want me to show you, my love?" Sigvard murmured in Maja's ear.

His wife stood still for a moment, but her breathing grew heavier and a cute blush spread on her cheeks as well. She felt that she ought to refuse such a sinful idea, which went against all notions of marital virtue, however she couldn’t deny that the maid’s descriptions deeply interested and excited her. Anger, curiosity and lust all swirled in Maja’s mind.