Without being prompted, she stroked the cock affectionately.
“Fuck,” Glenn moaned.
My wife had never heard him swear, and snickered. “Do you like that, Mr. Talbot?”
“I love that Mrs. Rappaport.”
“Me, too.”
Me, three!
“But it’s time now, young lady.” He placed his hand on top of her head and patted it somewhat condescendingly as he might pet a dog. “On your knees where you belong.”
“Nice, Glenn,” I muttered approvingly.
My wife dropped to her knees without comment.
Glenn trembled, threw his head back, and moaned as Amanda took him into her mouth.
My monitors captured the lovers from various angles, but I focused on 2 particular video feeds: from the camera directly above Glenn’s desk where I could observe my wife’s head rhythmically bobbing on the length of his shaft, and from another camera to Amanda’s left where I could clearly see a profile view the man’s erection disappearing down her throat, only for it to reappear and disappear over and over again.
“Good girl,” I breathed.
“Good girl,” Glenn intoned.
A long strand of hair suddenly fell over Amanda’s face, impeding my view. Glenn immediately reached down to tuck it behind her ear in a gesture that was gentle and affectionate. Amanda, however, simply wanted him to enjoy what she was doing, so she planted a hand on Glenn’s chest, and pushed him back with surprising strength so that he was leaning against his desk with his arms extended behind him.
Amanda suddenly lurched forward to deepthroat her lover, and sucked hard.
Glenn cried to the heavens.
Fortunately, the three of us had planned their secret rendezvous on a late Saturday night when the office building would be deserted to avoid discovery!
Amanda, spurred by the knowledge that I was watching, performed oral sex enthusiastically, almost violently.
Her head was a blur on Glenn’s shaft.
She sucked and slurped loudly, letting copious amounts of saliva ooze from her mouth to drip from and chin and onto her breasts, making them glisten.
She throated herself on her lover, taking him deeper each time, sometimes gagging and sputtering in the process; but each time, Amanda recovered like a pro.
I masturbated as I watched in delight. My hot wife was sexier and more daring than any porn star… and Amanda and I regularly streamed plenty of porn together. I was so enthralled that I couldn’t tear my eyes from the sight of Glenn’s considerable shaft disappearing so easily and completely down Amanda’s throat, causing an obscene bulge in her neck.
I wanted Glenn to be aggressive and physical. I wanted to watch him to palm Amanda’s head between his huge hands and fuck her throat like a pussy. I wanted the older man to ravage my wife, who was young enough to be her daughter, and make her call him “Daddy”.
But the lewd words of encouragement died on my lips. Amanda and I may have enjoyed rough sex as husband and wife, but I knew that wasn’t Glenn. He would never humiliate her, not for his own benefit or mine.
But perhaps he would for Amanda’s…
“Squeeze her tits while she sucks your cock, Glenn. Mandy likes it when you play rough with them.”
He grunted an affirmation. Amanda didn’t cease pleasuring her boss nor did her movements even slow as he began groping her slick breasts.
I asked casually, “They feel perfect, don’t they?”
“My god, yes.”
“Do my wife’s tits feel as good as her mouth on your cock?”
The man’s unintelligible response was a loud moan.
“May I do something?” Glenn suddenly managed between gasps.
Amanda and I weren’t sure whom he was addressing, so she paused, still on her knees and with the man’s erection lodged in her throat. She was listening carefully, waiting for him to elaborate.
“Go on,” I urged.
Glenn began returning to his chair, backing up as he did so while gently pulling my wife with him. The process appeared awkward since he was still in her mouth and Amanda was moving forward on her knees. But once Glenn sat down, he smiled exuberantly and sighed. “So good, Baby Girl… so good…”
I was stunned when Amanda popped her boss out of her mouth, and even more surprised when she replied, “I love it when you called me ‘Baby Girl’, Mr. Talbot. It makes me feel so special.”
Glenn has a pet name for Mandy, too? How did I not know this?!?!
I was instantly jealous…
… and immensely aroused.
“I have to make a confession, Baby Girl. I have frequently dreamt about you, naked in my office, and giving me head in the very position that you’re in now. And in that fantasy, someone comes in and starts talking to me… asking for project approvals and signatures on reports… without realizing that you’re down there. Part of me wants them to discover you… my Baby Girl hiding under my desk as she sucks my cock… but you’re so good on your knees that no one ever sees or hears you.”
My cockhead was oozing like a volcano as I listened to Glenn casually reveal to my wife his twisted sexual fantasies about her. “And now, there she is.”
“And now… here you,” the man echoed as he weaved his fingers through Amanda’s hair.
Amanda had changed her methods, decreasing her speed to blow to her boss slowly and sensually, impaling her head inch by inch at a snail’s pace so that the inner walls of her neck glided smoothly against his rigid shaft.
“It’s like Mandy’s throat was made for your dick,” I murmured.
“Good lord, Sy,” Glenn protested weakly. “Don’t say that. This wonderful woman is meant for you and you alone, just as you are meant for her and her alone.” He surprisingly withdrew from Amanda’s mouth and kissed her sweetly on the forehead. “You’ve done enough, Baby Girl. It’s time for me to return the favor.”
The man ushered her to her feet.
There were all sorts of items on Glenn’s desk, including pens, a stapler, and a paperweight, among other things, along with the 2 video cameras. The man dutifully took the cameras and placed them on a nearby shelf so that I would still have an unobstructed view.
Then he abruptly swept everything else off his desk with a ferocity that surprised us.
When the surface was clear, Glenn gently lay my wife down. “Are you ok with this?” he asked gravely.
Amanda nodded with wide doe-eyes.
Then her boss bent down and began licking her pussy.
“Oh, Glenn…”
Neither could see me nodding appreciatively. “Thank you, Glenn.” I was grateful that he was tending to her needs, and not simply content with receiving blowjobs or fucking her. “Treat Mandy well.”
“Of course, Sy. I told you that I love her in my own way, remember? Now let me give your sexy wife the attention that she deserves.”
Amanda looked down and smiled at the man, whose face was buried in her intimate region. “You’re a bad boy, Mr. Talbot.”
A muffled “Mmmhmmm” sounded back to her.
My wife took one final note of Glenn before closing her eyes, allowing him to continue working her over as she savored the cunnilingus. He dutifully lapped her slit, pausing every now and then to nuzzle between her legs and suck on her shaved clit, eliciting a whimper from Amanda each time. She was laser-focused on the touch of his lips and tongue. Her partner sensed this and quickened his pace with added zeal.