As I waited for the door to rise so I could pull my car into the garage, I shook my head in disbelief. Two weeks ago I was a faithful wife who had never even considered cheating on her husband. A great deal had changed in the past two weeks.
On a business trip to New Orleans, I invited my boss into my room and into my bed, starting a torrid love affair. My decision to sleep with Tom was a deeply emotional one. Although I was certainly attracted to Tom on a physical level, it was the profound affection I was experiencing that made me desire him so strongly. However, I was not prepared for the way my body would respond to his touch and his marvelous cock. I had the most powerful, earth-shattering orgasms of my life while he fucked me.
I was prepared to carry on a long term, secret and illicit affair with my boss, but to my shock and amazement, I learned that would not be necessary. I discovered that David, my unemployed husband of six years, was highly aroused by the thought of me taking a lover.
David was completely unaware that I had already allowed Tom into my bed, and into my vagina, when he revealed that imagining me with a lover aroused him so. I decided to seize this rare and unique opportunity that could allow me to enjoy both the emotional fulfillment and the physical pleasures that Tom provided me, while arousing and pleasing my husband. It almost seemed too good to be true.
So, with David’s encouragement, I invited my boss to dinner this past Saturday night. I flirted shamelessly with both men before privately asking my husband if he was sure he wanted me to proceed. David assured me that he wanted me to seduce my boss while he watched. He promised me that he could handle seeing me give myself to Tom. I took him at his word.
With this assurance, and while my husband watched patiently from his recliner, I danced with Tom. I placed his hand on my breast. I massaged his erection through his pants, I took him in my mouth, and ultimately, I was stripped, and I sat astride Tom while he laid back on the couch, and I placed his large, rigid erection inside me. And I came powerfully and loudly like a wanton whore while David watched.
Tom spent the night with us, sharing Tom’s and my king-sized bed. By morning, my poor little pussy had been fucked raw, the lips of my labia were red and swollen from the punishing pounding they took from being fucked all night long by my two men.
Yes, my life certainly had changed in the past two weeks. And now I am arriving home from a long day at the office, with my pussy brimming with my boss’s semen. I would soon find out how my husband will feel about his wife getting royally fucked when he is not even there to watch and enjoy the show.
David was standing at the stove, browning sausage and mushrooms for the spaghetti sauce. I could smell the garlic toast.
“You’re a little late,” he said nonchalantly.
The first thing I noticed was, for the first time in over six months, David had not been drinking. Usually, I would come home to find David was already on his sixth or seventh beer, on his way to polishing off a twelve pack before falling asleep in his recliner. Tonight was different. The house was clean, he was preparing dinner and all indications were he had not started drinking.
No question, from all external appearances, allowing David to watch me seduce Tom seemed to be paying off nicely for all concerned.
I hugged him from behind as he continued to stir the sausage and mushrooms to keep them from burning.
“Yes, I stopped by Tom’s office before coming home and… Well, the time seemed to get away from us,” I confessed.
“Yeah, what were Tom and you doing that caused you to lose track of time?”
I could not tell if David was being coy, or simply asking an honest question.
“Well, I was feeling a little naughty, plus I wanted to make sure he was thinking about me tonight,” I teased.
I was still standing behind David, I lowered my hands to his crotch and gave his cock a playful squeeze. I felt it pulse to life as we talked. He was already getting erect at the mere mention of me visiting Tom in his office.
“I’m quite sure Tom is going to be thinking about you every night from now on. So precisely, what did my naughty little wife do?”
I felt David’s cock throb under my touch as he said the words, ‘naughty wife’. I still did not understand it, but clearly, the thought of his wife acting like a slut excited him terribly.
I stepped back and raised my pleated skirt and leaned backwards slightly to show off the dark spot on the gusset of my light green panties where Tom’s sperm was continuing to leak out of me.
“Your naughty wife brought you a present. Do you see that dark spot? Can you guess what that is?”
“Oh fuck, Connie. Did you fuck him again? At the office?”
“I did. He was so hard, and I just couldn’t leave him like that. I wanted to race home and show you the mess he made in my panties.”
“Fuck, Connie, you’re killing me here. Okay, tell me all about it. How did it happen? What did he do to you? Where did he fuck you?”
There was a noticeable quiver to David’s voice, revealing a level of excitement I had not seen before. I decided dinner could wait.
“Why don’t you turn off that skillet and take me in the bedroom to examine what a mess he made in your wife’s pussy while I tell you all about it. Dinner can be a little bit late tonight,” I teased.
David quickly turned the gas off to the burner under the skillet as well as the gas to the burner under the pot of boiling water for the pasta.
Taking me by the hand, David led me to our bedroom while pleading, “Okay, tell me what happened. I want to hear every detail.”
“Okay, but first I want to get out of these clothes before they get soiled.”
“Connie, leave your panties on. I want to be the one to take them off,” David requested.
“As you wish. I may have you take them off with your teeth,” I teased.
I took off my suit jacket and hung it up. I unzipped my dark brown skirt and set it on my dresser, and started unbuttoning my blouse.
“Connie, where is your bra?”
“It’s in my purse. I took it off at the office, and I decided I didn’t need to put it back on since I was coming straight home after Tom fucked me.”
“Did he have you naked in the office?”
“No, not completely. I will tell you all about it if you’re patient,” I promised.
With my blouse unbuttoned and wearing my pale green bikini panties, I glanced in the mirror. It was a sexy sight. My nipples were very erect. You could clearly see the darkness of my areolas through the beige silk material of my blouse.
The dark wet spot had grown to a couple of inches in diameter as Tom’s semen continued to drain out of me. I had the satisfied look of a woman who had recently been fucked, and fucked well.
David stripped naked. His cock was rigidly erect and standing straight up.
“So my soiled panties arouse you, huh?” I asked rhetorically.
“Fuck, Connie. You’re driving me crazy, seeing Tom’s cum soaking through your panties.”
“So why do you like seeing another man’s sperm leak out of me? Why do you want your wife to be such a slut?”
David led me to the bed and guided me to lay on my back. My blouse was still on, but it was open exposing my breasts. He climbed between my thighs and studied the semen stained gusset of my panties.
“Can you smell his sperm? I want you to inhale his scent.”
David inhaled deeply as instructed.
“Kiss it,” I instructed. “Kiss my pussy and tell me you love your slutty wife’s pussy.”
David glanced up at me with the most lust I have ever seen. I sensed he was trying to decide if I was serious. He was trying to determine ‘did I really want him to kiss the sperm-soaked gusset of my panties?’
I simply nodded and said, “Go ahead, kiss me down there and tell me you love me.”
Timidly at first, he placed his lips on the dark, wet spot and kissed my panty covered vulva.
“God, I love you Connie. Thank you for doing this. Now tell me what happened.”
I caressed the sides of David’s head while he planted occasional kisses on my mound. I even clenched my vagina, attempting to squeeze more of Tom’s semen from my vagina.
I considered having David remove my panties and kiss my clitoris directly, but I decided that I needed to bring my husband along slowly into his new world of being my little cuckold. I did not want to spook him.
“Well, Tom and I were flirting all day long whenever we were alone. At least six or seven times during the day I would go into Tom’s office and flash him. I’d either raise my skirt and flash him my panties, or I would seductively unbutton my blouse and pull out one of my tits.”
“Fuck Connie, that’s hot. Did anyone see you do it?”
“No, I was very careful not to get caught,” I admitted.
“Tom would try to corner me. He grabbed my ass a couple of times at the copier and he reached around and copped a feel in the coffee bar. It was a fun game of cat and mouse most of the day.”
I removed my blouse. I motioned for David to roll over on his back, which he did, and I turned around and climbed on top of him, straddling his face, placing us in the sixty-nine position, with me on top, only I was still wearing my panties.
I kissed the sensitive glans on David’s cock a few times before stopping and instructing, “Tell me what the crotch of my panties looks like.”
“Connie, you have a huge cum stain leaking out of you. Fuck how much did he pump into you?”
“A lot, baby, a lot. All he had. I took ever drop. Kiss me down there David, kiss my nasty little cum soaked cunt,” I commanded.
Dutiful, David did as he was instructed. Only this time, he opened his mouth and flicked his tongue along my panty covered slit. “That’s it, baby, suck your wife’s cunt” I hissed before taking his cock into my mouth as I humped my vulva against David’s open mouth.
David seemed to think the semen soaked cotton material of my panties provided him a barrier of sorts to the sperm seeping from my vagina as he repeatedly kissed and even licked along the camel-toe wedge of my crotch. I do not know why, but the thought of my husband placing his open mouth on my well-fucked vulva made me feel strangely powerful and sexy. It aroused me greatly.
“So what happened next?” David asked with obvious anticipation, his cock was rigidly hard now.
“At a little after four, I raised the stakes a bit,” I confessed as I stroked my husband’s boner in my tiny fist. David was arching his hips in rhythm to my strokes.
“What did you do?”
“I went to the ladies room and removed my bra and panties. Tom and I had a four thirty conference call scheduled with one of our suppliers. We took the call in his office.
“David, the call was not really very important. Tom was taking the call more as a courtesy to the supplier, not as a business necessity. I felt this situation provided me with an excellent opportunity to tease Tom a bit without harming the business at all.
“I arrived at Tom’s office just as he was dialing the conference call number. I was eating a serving of yogurt with a white plastic spoon. I know this sounds silly, but I was eating the yogurt as sexily as I could, licking the yogurt off the spoon, pretending that I was giving head to the spoon. I was simply teasing Tom, playfully distracting him,” I said before pausing.
“Okay, what happened?”
“Well, Tom placed the call on his speaker phone. About ten minutes into the call, I removed my jacket, casually showing him I had removed my bra. My nipples were hard as pebbles. David, you should have seen the expression on Tom’s face when he saw me. The darkness of my areolas were clearly visible through the silky material of my blouse. Tom had no doubt I was braless… but he was on a conference call, he couldn’t say anything.”
“Oh fuck, Connie, he must have gotten rock hard.”
“Oh yeah. The front of his pants looked like a pup tent. I sat there across the desk from him for several minutes, gently pinching my hard nipples through the sheer material of my blouse while he watched, mesmerized. I felt so in control, like I was calling all the shots in our little game,” I admitted.
“What did you do next?”
I was still stroking David when he grabbed my hand and removed it from his cock. “Connie, you have to stop. You’re going to make me cum if you keep that up,” David panted.
“I thought that was the objective?”
“No, not yet. I don’t want to cum before you tell me the rest of what happened.”
I nodded, and said, “Okay, I’ll tell you what happened, but you need to keep kissing my pussy while I do. Deal?”
I wanted David to be constantly thinking about the physical proof that was oozing from me reminding him that Tom had taken his wife bareback within the past couple of hours.
“Damn, you are so fucking sexy,” David said as he planted yet another open mouthed kiss on the semen soaked crotch of my panties.
I thought to myself, ‘It won’t be long before I’ll have you sucking Tom’s sperm from my pussy’, but I said nothing.
“David, I was sitting across the desk from Tom. I moved back from the desk so he had an unobstructed view. Then I spread my legs and pulled up my skirt, showing him that I was naked under my skirt. Tom mouthed the words, ‘oh fuck’ and started adjusting his erection so that his cock could lay flat against his stomach under his pants.”
“Oh my god, Connie, go on…”
“David, I was such a bad girl… I stood up and went over to Tom’s side of the desk, and sat on it, right in front of him, my leg’s splayed apart, my pussy on display. I was so turned on. Tom was in a deep conversation, so all he could do was look. Well, actually, that’s not all he did,” I paused to let my words sink in.
David stopped kissing on my vulva long enough to ask, “What did he do?”
“Well, first he leaned forward, wrapped his hands under my thighs and pulled me forward, so that I was laying back and my ass was hanging off the edge of his desk a little bit.
“It was as if someone had sent a bolt of electricity through my clitoris. My entire body began to quiver as he took my erect little nubbins into his mouth and sucked it. I tried to push him away, but I couldn’t, he was too strong. I thought I was going to cum right there, and I couldn’t make a sound because of the conference call. I raised my hand to my mouth and was biting on my own fingers to keep from moaning out loud. I was on the verge of a massive orgasm, and honey, I would not have been able to cum silently.
“Dennis finished his explanation just in time. I could not have held off my own orgasm much longer. I was right on the edge.
“Then while he continued the call, Tom was fingering me, keeping me right on the edge. David, I thought I was in control, flashing him when I thought he couldn’t do anything about it, but he quickly turned the tables on me. My vagina was leaking all over his desk as I fought not to cum. Honey, I have never felt so dominated, so controlled, so… I don’t know… Submissive maybe? Shit honey, that man owned me today.”
David responded, “You are the sexiest fucking creature on the planet,” and without my prompting gave my semen soaked crotch a long, open-mouthed kiss.
“Well, the call finally ended, and Tom disconnected the call. He said to me, ‘You know, you’re a very bad girl. You’ll have to be punished. Go lock my office door.’ I slid off his desk and locked the door. When I returned, David positioned me so that I was leaning over his desk, bracing myself with my hands actually on the desk, and he fucked me from behind, right there in his office.”
“Connie, that might be the sexiest story I have ever heard. Did you climax?”
“Oh my god, did I cum? I’ll say I did. And it went on and on, I couldn’t stop cumming,” I answered honestly. I then paused before continuing, “David, there’s something else.”
“What? Go on?”
.“Promise you won’t get mad?”
“I promise. What happened?”
“Tom did something no one else has ever done to me before, not even you.”
“What did he do?” David asked, there was a tone of panic in his voice.
“He touched my bottom…well he did more than touch it, he fingered it, and I let him.”
“He finger-fucked your ass?”
“Uh huh, and I liked it. I really liked it a lot.”
“Connie, I want you to do something for me.”
“What?”
I want you to put your clothes on exactly the way you had them when Tom fucked you and fingered your ass in his office, and I want you to tell me precisely what he did so I can do it to you while you are describing it.”
I thought to myself, ‘Why not? Why not let David experience exactly what Tom did to me this afternoon?’
“Okay, I’ll put my skirt on and take off my panties. You need to go to the kitchen and get a small container of vanilla yogurt.”
David looked understandably puzzled. “Yogurt? Why?”
“You’ll see. Now hurry back,” I instructed.
I watched David scurry to the kitchen, his rigid cock swaying wildly in front of him.
I went to the closet and retrieved my brown, pleated skirt and put it on. I then donned my blouse, sans bra. David entered the room carrying a small container of Yoplait vanilla yogurt.
“David, reach up under my skirt and remove my panties.”
I stood in front of him, and allowed his to reach under my skirt and slowly lower my panties. When the panties got to my feet, I stepped out of them so David could remove the soiled panties.
I put on my high heel pumps.
“David, this is precisely how I was dressed when Tom bent me over his desk. Now before we get started, open the yogurt.”
David looked confused, but decided not to argue the point. He soon had the foil lid off the plastic container. I positioned myself leaning over my vanity table, placing my two hands on top of the table.
I then leaned forward and said, “Okay, imagine this table is Tom’s desk. I am going to tell you precisely what to do…which is precisely what Tom did to me this afternoon. First, lift my skirt off my ass.”
David did as instructed and glancing at my ass, David let out a loud, “What the fuck? What’s this?”
I looked over my shoulder. There written in felt tip pen were the words, ‘David, thanks for the loan of your wife. Had a great time today. Tom.’
“Oh that? Tom wrote you a thank you note on my ass. I’ll tell you about that later. First things first. Get behind me, and enter me. But keep the yogurt within reach.”
David stood there staring for several seconds. I thought David was staring at Tom’s note on my ass, but he wasn’t. Finally, he said, “Connie, I can see his sperm oozing out of you.”
I clenched my vagina, forcing more out, as I said, “I know baby. I can feel it seeping out. Your wife is a very naughty girl. Now fuck me like Tom did earlier.”
David did exactly as instructed, and slid into me easily. With Tom’s semen lubricating the way he met no resistance. Just as Tom had done earlier, David was soon smacking into me balls deep.
“Oh baby, you feel good… real good,” I cooed.
“So do you, all sloppy wet and shit. I like the way your pussy feels after Tom cums in it,” David admitted.
“That’s good honey… I think you’re going to find my pussy is going to be sloppy with Tom’s sperm quite frequently now.”
“Okay, tell me what happened next,” David asked.
“Honey, he bent me over the desk and was fucking me from behind. I felt his balls slapping against me. I was worried that someone would hear the slapping sound as his thighs smacked my upturned ass. I was getting close to cumming, and I was trying not to moan too loudly. Then he did it.”
“Did what?”
“David, while he was fucking me, smacking into me, he grabbed my right butt cheek with his right hand, and then I felt it. At first, I thought it was just an accident.”
David interrupted, “An accident? What accident?”
“David, I felt him place his right thumb right on my backside.”
“Backside?”
“Yes, he let his thumb rest on my anus… my asshole. I tensed up at first. I wasn’t expecting him to do that. He just said, ‘Relax, Connie’, so I tried. I was amazed that it felt good. It felt wickedly naughty, but I liked it. I thought to myself, ‘this is wrong… I shouldn’t be enjoying this,’ but I was.
“David, he asked me if that felt good. I was too embarrassed to answer him at first, but he insisted. He made me tell him that I liked it .When I admitted that I did, Tom grabbed my half eaten yogurt container I brought into the meeting and stuck his thumb into it. He then returned his right thumb, which was coated with yogurt, to my anus and while continuing to fuck me, he slowly wedged his thumb into my ass, using the yogurt for lubrication.
“David, put some yogurt on your thumb.”
David needed no further instruction. Within seconds his yogurt coated thumb was pressing into my tight anal sphincter, gently forcing its way in.
“Careful. Not too fast. You don’t want to hurt me. Just ease in slowly, very slowly,“ I cautioned him.
Slowly, I felt my tight asshole relax as his entire thumb slid to the second knuckle.
“Oh, that’s it, honey. You’re fingering my ass just like Tom did. Now rotate your thumb… like you are making little circles. Oh fuck, that’s it, just like that. Oh fuck, David, that feels good.”
“Is this how Tom did it?”
“Oh fuck, yes… he had his whole thumb in your wife’s ass while he fucked her.”
“She liked it, too, didn’t she?”
“Yes, I’m ashamed to admit it… but I liked it… I felt so naughty letting him stick his thumb in my ass. Oh fuck, honey, you’re going to get me… You keep that up, and I’m going to cum again. Oh fuck that feels good.”
I was arching my back now, forcing his thumb deeper into my tight ass while he continued to pound my pussy with his rigidly erect cock.
“Oh, that’s it… Fuck my ass like Tom did. Oh fuck… I’m going to cum. I’m such a slut… Oh fuck me harder,” I begged as I felt my orgasm start to build.
David began pounding his cock into me while simultaneously sliding his thumb in and out of my ass. The in and out motion was all it took to push me over the edge. I cried out, “Oh fuck, I’m cumming,” as a series of massive waves crashed through me.
My orgasm triggered my husband’s. I felt David press himself deep inside me and stiffen. His right thumb still in my ass, David grabbed my waist with his l felt hand and pulled me to him.
“That’s it honey, pump your wife’s cunt full of your sperm…add your sperm to Tom’s,” I hissed.
I could feel my husband’s cock pulsing inside of me as he ejaculated rope after rope of his semen, once again creating a cocktail of two men’s semen inside of me.
When he finished ejaculating, David withdrew. As his erection exited my dilated vagina, with it came a flood of semen, running down my inner thigh and dripping on the floor. I quickly placed my hand between my leg to catch as much as I could and duck walked to the shower.
I stood inside the shower, the spray pointed at the wall as I waited for the water to heat up.
“You’re welcome to join me, if you’d like,” I offered my husband.
David climbed in with me just as the water turned warm. I hugged him and adjusted the warm spray to hit both of us.
“Connie, that was wild,” David exclaimed as we held each other.
“I know. I never knew I was so sensitive back there. When Tom started touching me there, I almost came immediately. It was wild.”
“Connie, I need to ask you something, and you need to be honest with me, okay?”
I stepped back from my husband, looked him in the eye and said, “I’ll try.”
“Are you developing feelings for Tom? Real feelings?”
I looked away and nodded, “I think I am. I don’t want to hurt you, but right now, at this point in my life, I need both of you. I am not prepared to give either of you up.” I paused for a moment and added, “Can you understand that?”
Rather than answer my question, David asked another, “Am I at risk of losing you?”
“No, I don’t think so, not unless you try to force me to choose between you two,” I answered in complete candor.
I was not sure what I would do if David did not want me to be with Tom again, but I knew I could not comply with such a request. Would I simply refuse and remain intimate with Tom despite my husband’s objections? Or would I pretend to comply, and carry on behind my husband’s back? I really did not know, but I hoped I would not be faced with such a dilemma.
David seemed to indicate that I would be spared this tough choice, at least for the time being, “Okay, I’ll try not to do that. You are not falling out of love with me, are you?”
Again, I needed to be honest here, “For a while I feared that I might be. You were drinking heavily, and you hadn’t touched me in months. However, I really have been feeling close to you these past few days. I think we’re going to be okay.”
David placed his fingers under my chin and raised my face to his. Looking deep into my eyes, he said, “I can’t lose you. Please don’t ever let that happen. And if I need to share you with Tom, I can handle that.”
“I thought you liked the idea of sharing me with Tom?” I asked.
“I do. It arouses me to see you respond the way you do. And I can accept the fact that you are developing real feelings for him. Perhaps you’ve always had them, and Saturday night made you aware of them.”
“I think that might be the case,” I interrupted.
“That’s understandable,” David responded. “Tom is a very charming man. I can certainly see how you would be attracted to him, and how you could develop a genuine affection for him. He is a very likeable guy. I just want to make sure you remain my wife, and his lover, not the other way around.”
I nodded and said, “I understand, and you’re right, but I can have strong feelings for you both.”
David stood silently under the spray of the warm water for several seconds, before asking, “When are you going to see him again?”
It was a silly question, Tom was my boss. I would see him every day, but that wasn’t David’s real question.
“Tom’s invited both of us to spend the weekend with him at his fishing camp in Pass-Christian, on the Mississippi Gulf Coast. I’ve seen pictures of his camp. It is very plush. We won’t be roughing it. I understand that his property is very private too.”
“When?”
“Tom suggested we head out on Thursday evening and spend the entire weekend,” I answered. “He’s offered to drive.”
“Sounds nice. Should be fun,” David answered without much enthusiasm.
“David, I promise you, there is enough of me for both of you. Besides, based on my recently discovered anal eroticism, I might want to try something new with the two of you.”
David looked at me as if he were trying to figure out exactly what I was suggesting. Finally, he simply asked, “And what would that be?”
His cock grew noticeably while we talked. I wrapped my fingers around the growing shaft and said, “Remember that porn video you had me watch a couple of years ago? The one with the girl with two guys?”
“Yeah, I remember it.”
“I don’t know if I could do that, but if you and Tom can get me drunk enough, I might be willing to try it.”
“You mean taking both of us at the same time?”
“Uh huh. I’ve been thinking about that movie and what that would feel like all afternoon, ever since Tom got me off with his thumb in my backside.”
David was fully erect now. I continued to stroke his cock as we spoke.
“Which guy would I be?”
I giggled, “You’re so cute. Tom is way too thick for me to ever take back there. He’d destroy me. But this might fit while he was fucking me,” I said as I gave his cock a squeeze.
Tom was a little longer and considerably thicker than David. If we were going to try to do this, I would have to be very relaxed, a little drunk and David would definitely be the one in my backside.
I leaned over and sucked on my husband’s cock for a few seconds before adding, “You’re very hard. You seem to like this idea, huh?”
“I do. Just how drunk do you have to be?”
“I guess we may find out this weekend, huh?” I answered.
(Note: A special thank you to Lisa and Don, whose editing and proof reading assistance has greatly improved the quality of this story line.)
Coming Soon: Connie tries two
