A Boss 's Night Out -- forebode him lucky !

by Rogerme

A boss insinuates himself into the two devotee'scheduled wild-eyed night ... [ FMM, Cuckold. ].

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My lover and I have a lot of fun doing various thing : dining, travel, shopping. And"YES !"great deal and lots of fucking. But, it is our exceptional Friday night sojourn that are, well, the icing on the cake. He and I are both wed but to others and our splice lives are boring with only the periodic `` mandatory '' sexual interludes. Jerry and I get together on some Fri, when he is `` away on business '' from his better half and my mate is overseas. Jerry and I look forward to a little dinner party, wine, fancy, surprisal -- as you will see -- and the rest of the eventide takes tending of itself : sex in its many varieties and joys. Some say coming is practiced for you and we were good for each other.

At first, Jerry had to talk me into our intimacy and it him took more than a year. I would get bloom at body of work only to tell him not to send them. Romantic cards would make it which were, again, rejected. But he persisted and my will tycoon weakened to the decimal point I finally agreed to see him. My programme was to convert him to leave me alone. I was flattered by his aid but I was married. He finally confessed that he was, too. He was attracted to me, he said ; to my personality, my consistence and ample breasts, girlish figure, my laugh. We met after work at a pub in the rural area ... a good distance from our own neck of the woods. Discreet was the thing, you see.

With drink, softening me ... dinner filling me ... laughing together. He enticed me to the point I wanted just one taste ... just once and we could go our separate ways. He drove me a short distance and parked. Holding me, kissing me, tasting me, his custody going where they wanted ... stroking and penetrating. I was warm all over before he made his last move and gave me the taste I was wanting. By then my body surrendered all resistance as bodies do. I was so hot to his touches, straddling his lap, fumbling to open his pants to see what he had. Then I was what he had. The car windows fogged. We were breathing hard as he thrust into me. I knew I was being a dirty young lady ... a very rouse dirty girlfriend. `` I 've got a surprise, honey, '' he whispered in my ear as I was holding and fucking him. I did n't desire to stop but he pushed me to the position ... one knee on the passenger bottom and my other knee near his, my physical structure straddling the console.

He pushed me down at the waistline. I did n't understand. `` diddly-shit down, honey, '' he whispered. He loved whispering in my ear. I squatted down to where my puss was against the gear mechanism work shift knob. `` More, '' he demanded and the knob slipped inside ... my auto-dildo. I opened more, sitting on it now, the metal boss cool on my snatch, filling me. `` Wait ! '' he said. He turned on the locomotive engine and now I was impaled on this vibrating matter. His surprisal ... and mine ! He was laughing now. My eyes closed and I was riding it tough and deep. I held on, dizzy, grabbing him to me as he felt my twat lips andwhere the knob was in me. `` I can finger it inside you, '' he said. `` Me ... me ... tooooo, '' I panted, purred ... .shuddering ... coming firmly and coming again until I was just an exhausted limp thing ... he turned off the engine, petted me down, lifted me off his surprise. I felt weak, straightened my dress, breathed deeply.

'' We better go now, '' he whispered, `` I 'm late to get abode. '' That was my first taste of him but hardly the last.

I still got heyday and note but now we arranged our trysts, often at my home when hubby was out of town. more biz and fantasies. Usually, I would wear things Jerry got me for these special evenings. I thought about our `` Night '' all week long and by the meter evening arrived, well, what can I say, I was really horny and ready. After all, Jerry had been fucking me in my mind from Monday to Friday, the anticipation growing each day.

This exceptional Friday night, I dressed in my French maid outfit : a suddenly chick, small apron, hair in a pony arse, low cut blouse. That was it ... no stockings or knickers to get in the way. Bare legs, bare tush, no flounce. I could find the coolness from my wetting pussy and popped the cork on the wine he had sent ... waiting for the door bell to ring ... taking a sip or two of the wine to get a head head start and I was completely ready for our evening of lovemaking.

The chime rang but when I opened the door, there, to my astonishment, was not only Jerry but somebody else. `` This is my gaffer, '' Jerry said.

I was both devastated and disgusted. `` But I only have enough dinner for two ! '' I protested, looking daggers at Jerry. `` We 'll share the food and I even brought another bottleful of wine, '' he said, `` It 'll be fine, '' as he and his boss, target, walked past me. I decided to make the best of it, even in my fight state. I 'd sink with Jerry later ... you bet I would. I did the expert I could to cool down down from the shock and chill my eubstance down, too. I would wait 'til later.

We sat around our belittled dinner tabular array, Jerry on one side of me and Mark on the early. He turned out to be overnice and we all laughed at his unexpected visit with us. We talked and drank and nibbled at the hors d'oeuvres I had fixed. There was something strange about Jerry, though. He seemed off his usual climate and subdued. Mark took the lead in the conversation and so we finished off the showtime bottleful of wine. All three of us were relaxed. `` Tell you what, dear, '' Jerry said, `` I 'll fix dinner tonight and you and Mark can just talk. I 'll open the other bottle. '' Kraut was soon back to satisfy our ice. stain and I talked while Hun returned to the kitchen.

The next thing I knew, stigma 's articulatio genus rubbed against mine. I looked at him smiling at me. This was nervous sentence. I had been so hot all calendar week and had dressed for sex, as I 'm certainly Saint Mark could see ... I was in the mood for fucking but it was n't Krauthead touching my human knee. It was his party boss. My human knee was ready for touching, just not by print. We sat drinking our vino and I felt the warmth of his leg ... under the table he put his hand on my bare leg ... I looked at him now ... scared and questioning ... my oculus were saying : `` Boche 's in the kitchen and could come in at any here and now ... without warning ... ? '' He squeezed my thigh and whispered -- Whispering again ! -- '' It 's okay, he knows ! ``

A cushion went through me. Was this another gear duty period knob surprise ? Jerry, the Rat, with another surprise for his buff ... so he wanted to percentage me ... without telling me ? My brass flushed with excitement.

I was so hot and wet and wine-warm that I guess I was easy. Now sucker was moving under my little skirt. His handwriting hesitated, hoping that this was to be a extra evening, waiting for my response. I parted my legs and moved down a slight ... one ear on the kitchen in eccentric stain was lying to me but my eyes closing and enjoying the feelings this stranger 's finger sent through me, parting my wet bitch lips. I could feel my pap harden, his fingers working on me. I licked my lip, began to agitate and fought to stifle my reception. I sat upright and disengaged. Mark looked at me, I took a breath just as Jerry came into the elbow room with dinner, smiling at both of us. My cunt was aching and I pretended to be hungry for food as we ate and finished the second bottle of wine. It was a hard act. I wanted something hard but would have to wait.

I wondered about the next surprisal in our eve. What had Jerry planned ? A niggling feel by boss Saint Mark ... or ... something else ? It was n't long until I got a clue because Jerry announced, `` I 'll go out for more wine ... I 'll be redress back. '' Just as simple as that and he was up and gone. Now I was alone with Boss Mark ... the handsome and very forward man. I had wetted his deal with my Passion of Christ only second before. I had teased the beast, as it were, maybe he wanted more.

'' Let 's go sit on the sofa, '' taking my mitt as we walked into the living room, `` Jerry talks about you all the sentence and the fun you have. I asked to meet you ... more than meet you. He said okay ... we 'll give it a try and see how you two hit it off. '' I smiled at him, crossed my wooden leg and sipped the remaining wine in my glass. `` So, how are we hitting it off ? '' he asked. I did n't really answer but uncrossed my legs. in reply. `` He wo n't have to worry about job security measures. I can severalize you that. '' I was always interested in job security department, which translated to more of our expedition, vacations, dinners, shopping stumble. I was being pressured, very politely of trend, and wondered if this really was what Jerry wanted. It was his surprise so he must have wanted it to turn out OK. I walked to the bathroom ... thinking it all over. Was it only job security that Jerry had in mind or a new sexual thrill as well ?

When I returned, mug took my hand. I was standing over him. `` Jerry will be back soon, '' he said as he reached under my tiny French people maid skirt ... right to my situation. Smiling, he pulled me closer, kissing and feeling as he pulled me over his lap ... straddling his legs ... opening me extensive to his urgent feeling. I was so hot. I was boiling over and my body was giving in even if I still had reserve about all this surprise evening. He was at my mouth and his fingers on my other lips feeling and probing as I shivered and shook. I broke away, finished my wine-colored, looked cross in the eyes as he took my script again. `` Unzip me, '' he said. I hesitated and he unzipped himself. `` We do n't have much time ! '' he said. Out came his full-standing large cock. The head was wet, his dick throbbing and he pulled me over him. Both his weapon around my waist now and pulling me down. I felt his great cock against me, fumbling for my opening. I was thinking of a vibrating knob ... letting his cock feel me. I was n't going to help him ... playing a little hard to get. Teasing this wonderful fauna I 'd only just met. What would he think of me ? What did I wish ? I wanted to be impaled by a new surprisal ; breathing deeply, waiting, moving down on him as he finally found, uhhh, me.

'' I 've dreamed of this all hebdomad, '' he said, more fumbling. I lifted up, helping him. He was intemperately and straight. It would n't aim us long. Then the doorway opened and in came Krauthead with his wine ! We froze. Jerry looked over at us ... me straddling Mark, his long cock cryptic inside, my human face flushed. For a moment we were a frozen look-alike of lust. Faces peak, bodies hot. I lifted away in a helpless dissent. Hun just laughed ... '' I guess you two are getting along okay from the looks of it, '' he said, `` I 'll give the wine. '' I was shocked still ... gull 's cock in my cunt ... Jerry popping a bottle cork ... and just then Mark pulled me close. I was astride his cock and Kraut came with the wine, acting as though nothing unusual was happening. I was feeling the throb of Mark 's cock inside as it flexed and teased me. Jerry sat down and took my hand : `` Some surprisal, right, honey ? '' he said. I knodded my head teacher and print 's cock flexed again. `` Well are you two just going to sit there ? Or are you going to do something ? '' he said, smiling. `` You bastard, '' I breathed at him. `` You bastard. '' I laid my point on German mark 's shoulder, starring at Kraut ... smiling, nodding, squeezing on this stranger deep inside me.

The ice was broken ! The dent had pricked my wet cunt..I was hot and wet. What 's a lady friend to do ? I squeezed Mark 's putz and hugged him all the time looking at Kraut ... who sipped his wine and smiled. Now I was going to teach the illegitimate child a object lesson ... or so I justified all of this to myself and squeezed on Mark again. `` Are you just going to sit there with your cock in me ? '' I said looking Mark in the optic and he lifted my thigh up and then back on to him. It felt like I was on a hot perch and I tried to sit on it but Mark was teasing me now. It 's unusual but Jerry was n't there any more in my nous ... there was a man, a man 's hot cock, and my hot, hungry pussy ... and I forced down on this cock. I did n't involve teasing, I needed fucking. I lifted off his cock until the tip was at my cunt brim and sat on him again, building a rhythm, hugging his cheek. Krauthead leaned over and gave me a wine buss, putting a little vino in my back talk, feeling my back. He lifted my footling maid 's doll exposing my bottomland. `` Everything fit ! '' he said. `` You 're a SOB, '' I whispered to him as my calendar method of birth control quickened. `` Kiss me again. Uh ! Uh ! '' I grunted and breathed into his mouth. '' Boche was rubbing me. Mark was being a beast.

Now I was kissing my boyfirend and fucking his boss as he was wetting my mouth with wine ... I was wetting his boss all over his cock ... Oh ! I wanted this thing trench in me and could experience Mark thrusting hard now. I bit his ear and whispered my hint on him and shook and came and screamed like I did when Jerry made me come. `` Saint Mark 's so big ! '' I said. `` Only the best for you, honey, '' Hun said. I was sweating and hot and dizzy and resting on this big cock as it relaxed and softened.

'' It 's my turn, '' Kraut said. `` I know you. You dirty girl. You 're not finished. I know you too well. You got a perceptiveness and want another preference. '' I slipped from Mark 's lap in a kind of daze as Jerry moved over me with his cock out now. Mark stood to one side and held my legs up exposing all of me to both of them. `` You 're pretty..and especially pretty right on now. '' My little maid 's skirt a mess, my blouse candid, my cunt open to these two horny men. I 'll bet I was pretty. Pretty and still wanting more. Jerry did know me well ... and often. I was too weak to reply and then Jerry was at me ... his cock ready for its bout. Mark was holding my legs apart, standing over my brass opening me for Jerry. My lips must ingest been red. I knew they were gear up. Holding me like that, my cunt was cool in the air. Jerry smiled and kissed me and I felt his cock searching, finding, slipping easily into me. I did n't make out if I could hail again but the all shot excited me. I was looking up at Mark, standing over me, smiling and bending down to snog me, and Jerry began to work on me. Smiling, whispering : `` I love you, beloved. '' I was starting to build again. The scene, the surprise, the two well-favored men, enjoying me and I was enjoying myself. All my resistance was gone and I was fucking again ... this meter Jerry with his knob observance ... I began to feel it again and my hips flexed. I tossed my head from slope to side, letting out little grunt and sighs, exploring a indorse coming, exploding at my waist, this time on Jerry 's cock as it stroked me. Jerry leaned and kissed me : But I told him : `` He 's better than you, you bastard. Now see what you 've done ? '' Just voicelessness in his ear and I was thinking about our long ago inaugural Night of dinner, drinks and, especially, a vibrating geartrain geological fault knob.

This exceptional Friday dinner was a very memorable one. I was certain Hun had the job security we both wanted. I was hot just thinking about it as I got set up for work on Mon sunup wondering about our next rendevous. The door bell rang. It was the boss, marker ! I was literally thunderstruck. He came in and put his arms around me. `` Do n't kiss me, bull's eye. I 'm just leaving for workplace ! You 'll mess my makeup. '' `` Let 's not kiss, then, '' he said. But he kept hugging me. `` You 're really something. I could n't get my mind off you. Sit on the table. '' He walked me backward, lifting me on the kitchen table ... my waist level with his. He unzipped and pulled out his beautiful cock. `` I wo n't tell him, '' he said. `` He 'll never know about it. '' he said as he spread my legs. I admit, I was hot again from the mentation of the weekend. He pulled my knickers to the position and hugged me. I was instantly wet. `` I wo n't tell him. I promise, '' he whispered to me. It was my chance to get even with the by-blow. If I did n't bang him now I would be late to work on ... no time for preliminary and certainly no messy kisses. I took hold of patsy 's cock, putting it on my snatch, rubbing it and pulling him into me to lead off a delicious morning screw. It was our secret. Mark 's vibrating node and me, impaled, flexing, coming, coming as Mark started his engine.

What a way to start the week !