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I have been coming to Literotica for a long time. So I decided to post some of the many stories I have written for myself. To kill time in my retirement. My stories are only fantasies about sharing my wife, and they are only my fantasies and nothing more. I would love; to be able to watch my wife have orgasms given by another person. It is the most beautiful thing to watch her face change from a look of passion and lust; and then to see the look of joy after one; of them racks through her body.
I would love constructive criticism about my writing. But all the anonymous assholes who come and leave nasty comments and think that they are school teachers or bible trumpeters make me wonder why I am doing this. Each one may be my last story. What I don’t need is comments from those; people that have a problem with this lifestyle. Let’s face it, if you come to Literotica, it is to read sexy stories. So enjoy them and leave the child-like games behind. Don’t cut up the people that like to read or write them. If you don’t like ‘wife swapping’: ‘wife sharing’: threesomes, or girl-on-girl. Then Please don’t read my stories and move on.
My name is Jan. I’m 48 years old. I work as an office manager for a large corporation in downtown Hartford. I do very well for myself, as does my husband, and we have no children. Accept for a mortgage. We are debt free. We both have advanced degrees in our fields.
When I was in college. I was a cheerleader, and I enjoyed the attention of a gym full of men watching us do our routines. I was not one of the small skinny girls. I have a larger frame, and I am almost six feet tall. I was gifted with a pretty face and a well-proportioned body. (My husband refers to me as his smoking hot wife.) I had and still have 38 D breasts. But not to brag, they have never sagged. (Due to all my hard work in the gym.) But they do have just a slight little jiggle in them. You know the set of tits that a man has a hard time looking me in the eye while talking to me. It probably doesn’t help that I flaunt them by wearing low-cut blouses to show them off. I also have very long, full, silky chestnut brown hair that flows past the middle of my back, and it bounces back and forth as I walk. I have a smaller waist and; legs that go on forever, and they are toned from wearing high heels most of the time. The only time I do not wear heels is when I run every evening.
Men still stop and look when I pass them (Why Wouldn’t They). If I am aware, I sway my ass a little bit extra; to give them a show. I can still do a split, and I do yoga at least three times a week to keep a supple body. I love wearing lingerie under my business suits; and my slacks and jeans. You could say I am addicted to the feel of silk touching my body. That was my only vice. Until I lived out one of my husband’s fantasies. I am now what you call a hot wife, and I love pleasing other well-endowed men in front of my better half for our enjoyment.
Some people may think he is a cuckold. But I do not humiliate him, and what I do he knows beforehand. If not, I will tell him all about it soon after. If he is in the room when I or we bring someone to our home, he sets rules. He tells them:
“Rule # One is NO means NO.”
“Rule # Two Do not ever humiliate or degrade her.”
“Rule # Three if you hurt her. I’ll kill you.”
“She is a very sexy woman, enjoy her.”
We make satisfying love almost every day. I have made it a point to bring all my men home to our bed and tape; the sessions we have. If he is not with me. He watches them all. He picks up on points that make me have a larger-than-normal orgasm and uses them in our love-making sessions. If you think that he set’s in a corner and jerks his little prick off while he watches, the answer is no. By the way, Any size queen would pick him first if she had a chance at a swapping party. Frank has 8 inches with a nice girth, and has self-control and waits for me to clean up. Then when I am ready. We make love. That is if we don’t invite him in for a threesome.
Burn The Bitch Evette: Part 1
When Frank returned from Houston. We picked him up at Bradley. That is my favorite Uber driver Sara, and myself. Frank and I fucked like rabbits in the back on the way home. Cars were honking their horns and giving us thumbs up all the way down 91 and 84. After we had arrived house. Sara helped get Frank’s bags inside the house.
She asked me if she could use the restroom, So she could rip one off because; she had gotten very aroused; on the ride home.
Frank had told me that he had taken two Viagra when he was half an hour from landing and was ready to fuck all afternoon and night. So I took Sara’s hand and brought her to our Master-bedroom. Both she and Frank were surprised when we got there.
I said, “Frank. This cute young lady is in a bad way from watching us on the ride home. Do you think you can help her out?”
He stood there in silence. So I went over and dropped his jeans and briefs to the floor.
Then I said, “I think it’s time for me to get a chance to watch you with someone else.”
I motioned for Sara to come over; she did but was hesitant at first.
When she was next to us.
I told her: “Take Frank’s sweatshirt and tee shirt off.”
She did as I had asked of her. Then I moved her over to right in front of Frank; and stood behind her. She just stared into Frank’s eyes and did nothing. I grabbed a pillow and placed it between her and Frank. She dropped to her knees. Then she nuzzled her face around his penis and took; a deep breath.
She moaned, “Oh God, Yes. I like this thing.” Then she looked at me and asked, “Are you sure it’s OK, Jan?”
“Yes. Sara, he has shared me with other men. So I will now share him with other women and, very willingly. That is if you want to.”
I paused then; added, “Do you want to?”
She grabbed Frank’s hard-on. Looked up at him with puppy dog eyes while biting her lower lip for a long minute. Then asked: “What about you. Would you like me to take this beautiful cock in my mouth?”
Frank had a perplexed look on his face, looking down at her and then over at me. I walked up behind Frank, reached my arms under his, and hugged him, then started playing with his nipples. He was breathing hard and shaking a little bit. He turned his head towards me, and we kissed.
Then said: “Jan. We never discussed this?”
Meanwhile, Sara was running his love stick over her face and lips. Then she placed the tip between her lips and put a small amount of suction on it. She took it out and stuck her tongue into his urethra. Frank almost fell backward into my arms.
Then moaned: “Oh Fuck!”
She then used her left index finger to massage his taint. The thumb of her right hand stroked the base of his cock right above his scrotum. The more pressure she used on both caused him to leak more pre-cum. The little drips started to flow at a more constant rate.
Sara asked me: “Do you have a prostate vibrator by any chance?”
I left Frank standing on his own to get it. When I got back, we moved Frank to the side of the bed so he could lean on it to help hold himself up with his left hand. I lubed the vibrator up and pushed it in slowly. Frank’s right hand left Sara head, and it went up to my neck, bringing me in to kiss him.
Frank was now rotating his hips a little bit. That’s when I turned on the vibrator. With every upwards stroke of Sara’s thumb. More pre-cum leaked into her open mouth. When it got too full. She would sit back and show us a mouth full of pre-cum and then let it slide down her throat. She was aware and stayed away from touching his now almost purple cock that had grown larger than I had ever seen. I wanted to measure it to see how big it was right then. But feared if I touched the thing, he would have exploded. I started moving the vibrator around on his prostate. His cock was bouncing around. The discharge was becoming whiter in color. Just like plain cum.
I started licking behind his ear. This brought on more moaning. The more I fucked the vibrator in and out. The more his discharge changed to white, thick cum. I had never seen him do anything like this. But then again I had never known about this. Sara asked me to get her a mouthwash cup from the bathroom. Once I got it, I held it under Frank’s one-eyed purple-headed monster. It started to drip like an old worn-out faucet and fill the cup. All Frank was doing was moaning and pushing back on the vibrator. So I fucked his ass with the vibrator faster. Making sure to rake it across his prostate.
Sara looked up and said: “What we are doing is milking his prostate. He is not in pain. I also think he is enjoying himself.”
“So does this mean he will be all fucked out for the rest of the night?” I asked.
“He will not be able to shoot a load for a while, but with all those little blue pills he took. He will still be hard as a rock and be able to have orgasms, just minus shooting a load with them for the rest of the night.”
“So Frank, are you enjoying yourself?” I asked.
“Oh, yes, very, very, much.” He said.
His discharge was now white and sticky, no longer pre-cum, and had changed from a drip, drip to a constant, drip, drip; drip.
Sara bent forward and started sucking his ball one after the other. His flow was now constant. It had the small 4-ounce cup almost half the way filled up.
I asked: “Frank, how do you like my friend Sara’s treatment of your cock so far?”
As I was talking to Frank, Sara warped her soft hand around the head of his dick, collected a bunch of cum, and started giving him a tender hand job. With her upwards thrust. She put a little pressure with her thumb on the bottom of his blood-engorged cock bringing globs of cum with each stroke.
Frank moaned in a low voice: “She is no longer Sara; to me, she is an Angle!!”
“But It’s time for me to torture her now!”
He reached down; and grabbed her from under her armpits. Lifted her off her knees and tossed her on the bed on her back. Then in one swift, movement pulled both her black slacks and thong off in one swift monition.
Sara yelled: “Oh shit, I did not expect that!”
Frank wrapped his arms around her thighs. Pulled her to the edge of the bed. Then pushed his purple monster into the hilt in one long hard thrust that took her breath away. “Ohh, Ohh.”; was all that came out of Sara’s mouth. The sound of the initial coupling was so loud that it even surprised me.
I yelled: “Frank; don’t hurt her!”
Frank was slamming into her like a jackhammer with slap after slap. I looked down at Sara, and much to my surprise, she was not in pain. The look on her face was more like this is the best fuck of her life. She was breathing very heavy. She was mumbling, “Yes!” “Yes!” “Oh God, Yes!” Over and over.
Her body was shaking, and she was in a constant state of orgasm. She was covered in sweat, and her eyes were rolled back in their sockets. After five minutes of him constantly pounding her; and her having a mind-blowing orgasm, Sara yelled: “I, I, I’mmmm Cccuummmiiinnnggg!” She squirted hot sticky cum out of her pussy and all over Frank’s member. This brought him to the brink, ready to have his own orgasm. Sara had passed out and gone to her happy place.
Frank yelled: “I’m ready to cum. I’m going to fill her up!”
I grabbed his ass and pulled him out of her. Then yelled, “No, Frank.” “We don’t know if she is on the pill.”
But one of the things on; Frank’s fantasies bucket list was to paint my face with his cum, I had always resisted him, telling him I was no porn star and was not a slut.
So I got on my knees and said, “Come on, paint my face instead. Let me be your slut tonight.”
He was standing in front of me. Jerking-off frantically. His balls started to contract, his cock bouncing all around. The head of it was purple. It was larger than at any time since I had known him. He said in a low husky voice: “Here it comes. Jan.”
A large a shot of hot, sticky cum it hit me in the face. Then a smaller one, then nothing but small dribbles. But, Frank was still moaning like he was cumming but nothing; there was no more ejaculation.
However, he was still as hard a rock. I moved forward, took him in my mouth, and started cleaning him off. This was only the second time I tasted another woman on Frank. The first time was during a same-room swap, and I had told him not to cum inside the woman, that I had wanted him to cum in my mouth. He had lost control of himself in the little Asian girl’s tight pussy and had cum inside her. But I still cleaned him off while her husband cleaned her messy pussy. The Asian girl’s taste was not unpleasant, but Sara’s juices tasted sweeter. I cleaned Frank the best I could. While resisting the urge to do the same to Sara. I thought to myself. ‘If I’m going to do something with another female. She will be awake, and I would do it with out her knowledge.’
We moved Sara up onto the bed. So her legs were no longer hanging over the side. Frank moved between her leg and started the task of cleaning her up. She just laid back and moaned as he cleaned her up. Frank scooped a drop of her cum and offered it to me. I sucked it clean. He used his finger to motion for me to go down on her.
But I said, “No; I’m not sure if I am ready to do that. Maybe someday I will do it so you can watch me in a girl-on-girl.”
We rolled over, and Frank and I started to kiss and get back into our old routine of making love. After half an hour of passionate kissing, we were so into staring into each other’s eyes; I asked, “Anything fascinating happen in Huston?”
I was waiting for him to tell me about Jane, but he dropped a bomb. “Yes, you are now looking at the East Coast Manager of ASE.” He said calmly.
I screamed, “Frank, I’m so happy for you. But will that mean you will be gone more often?”
“No, I will open an office here in Connecticut and have two regional manages; reporting to me.” Then added, “Everything from the Mississippi east is mine to take care of. Anything west is Greg’s to worry about. He will be based out of Huston. Mike will be in charge of us both he will be VP. But Jim will be in charge of everyone and concentrate on all of the R&D and manufacturing. He will be spending more time with his family.”
I pushed him on his back and mounted him in the cowgirl position. It felt so good to have my lover back inside of me. I know we had fucked like rutting animals on the way home. This was us making love, and it felt so good.
Then I asked, “Frank, how did things go with June?”
I got no answer.
“Did you ever have sex with her?”
“No, I never did, but I did, set up a gang bang for her last night.”
Then he added with a smile: “She is probably still getting fucked right now.”
“Frank?”
“What the fuck did you do?”
Frank now speaking:
Two or three times during the week, June told me: “I’m sorry for being so dominant, and if you give me another chance, I will be a good submissive for you. I just want to have sex with you. Please.”
So last night, around midnight, I called and told her I was coming down to her room; When I arrived, her door was ajar, and she was kneeling back on her heels; Her long hair was in a french braid; Her palms turned upwards on her thighs. She had been looking down at the floor when I entered.
The only thing she said was. “I am all your master. Do with me as you wish.”
On the bed were all kinds of ropes and harnesses. I blindfolded her, then had her lay down on the bed. Then tied her to all four corners.”
Then I told her I was hungry and would be back. I picked up her room card key, and walked down to the bar across from the campus at UH, to have a drink. In the bar was the men’s water polo team having a party to wrap up their championship season. I heard the coach tell the team. The season is over; now you guy’s can go out and get laid tomorrow.
I called the coach over and told him I heard what you told them, and if he wanted, I had a cum slut that would take them all on and fuck them until they were all dry as a prize for their good season.
He asked if there was any chance that the support staff could join them in calming their prize?
I asked, “How many would that be in total?”
“15 team members and 5 support staff.”
“That will be fine but if for some reason she needs more dick do you have any other teams to come in and give you some backup.”
“Sure; the volleyball team would be more than happy to help.”
“Cool.”
I stayed and drank with the team until the last call at one o’clock.
That is when the coach told them: “This kind gentleman has a surprise for all of you at his hotel.” We all walked back to the hotel, and I got a lot of looks from the staff while we all filled two elevators up to the tenth floor. I told them all to be quiet and enter Jane’s room and then remove their clothes. While they were undressing.
I asked her,” Slut; did you miss me?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Do you want cock; My little Slut?”
“Oh, God, yes.”
“What was that?”
“Please forgive me, Master. Yes, I do want your cock.”
Then I said, “My pet, I have more than just my cock for you tonight.”
“What do you think about that?”
“Master anything you want me to do to get back in your good graces.” She paused.
“I am told they say, the more, the merrier,” she answered.
I got her laptop and set up a face time with Jim her cock-hold husband.
“My pet, tell Jim where the spear key to his cage is.”
“My jewelry box, You have my permission to take off your cage.”
“No Slut I gave him permission to take it off, and smash it.”
“From now on you will be his submissive do you understand?”
“Yes Master. Jim from now on you are my Master.”
“Now, my little Slut.” I said as I took the blindfold off.
“I have a whole Water Polo that has not had sex this season.”
Her eyes went wide at the site of twenty tall completely smooth-shaven men with chiseled chests; six-pack abs, and muscular legs and legs.
She looked at all of them and then said looking at the computer, “Jim it is time for me to grant you your gang-bang wish.”
She sized them all up and then said: “First round, just one at a time, the smallest one first.”
“For round two, you can spit-roast me.”
“After that, if you can still get it up, you can make me airtight, Over and Over.”
After her speech, I left and went to bed then got up early to catch my flight. On the way out of the hotel, I saw the coach standing around the lobby. He told me he was waiting for the volleyball team to come and see if they could break her, and that she had drained the whole team dry and still wanted more.
Jan now speaking:
“Wow, Frank Remind me to never cross you.”
Frank asked, “So this call-girl thing are you going to keep doing it?”
“I’d like to, but Evette fired me. It was fun, and both the money and sex is great.”
“Why did she fire you?”
“Someone she knew saw me in West Hartford center with James after I had told them that our date was over.”
We were stunned when Sara said, “Ya and those pictures of you on her website were hot.”
“What pictures?”
And “What website?”
Sara said, “Do you remember the photographer at the diner that had you pose for pictures?”
“That was her husband he was taking new pictures of all the girls that were working that night. Most of them were. They updated the website and added you as one of their call girls that night.”
“Frank, you need to get my pictures off of that site, What if one of the managers at work goes on there and sees me?”
“Not a problem but we will need to go to the Cybercafe in West Hartford center so our IP address will not show up on their tracking.”
I claimed off of Frank and sat crossed-legged on the bed. I was shocked and pissed at the same time that she would have put me on the site without asking my permission.
Sara had sat on the other side of Frank. She looked Frank in the eye and he looked back then she looked at his hard cock. He nodded his approval and she went down to clean him up. As she was licking up our combined juices she stooped and said.
“You two taste very good together. Are you sure I can’t clean you out after I have got him clean?”
“Maybe someday Sara. Right now I’m going to go make us a snack tray. Why don’t you climb on board and let him fuck you for a while.”
She swung a leg over Frank and mounted him Cowgirl and slowly lowered herself down. Her lower stomach muscles were contracting and then letting loose. She would raise up about four inches and lower herself down. The look on Frank’s face was that of pure pleasure. I reached over and put my hand on her lower stomach and felt the Kegel muscle at work.
I asked, “How the hell did you learn to do that?”
“Practice a lot of practice.”
Frank was how into fucking her. He raised his knees and planted his feet on the bed then started to meet her every thrust. Sara leaned back and used his thighs to support herself and became a wild woman. Not a single intelligible word came from either mouth. The smell of sex returned and white frothy cum was flowing from between them.
Sara was once again in a constant state of orgasm. Lost in the euphoria of great sex with Frank. They both just grunted and groaned for about twenty minutes until Sara just fell off exhausted, and went back to her happy place. Frank lay there on his back with a big smile on his face.
He said, “I don’t know how many more of those I have left in me tonight.”
I got up and, got a wet warm wash cloth and a hand towel from the bathroom and cleaned him and then Sara. While I was cleaning Sara; Frank rolled onto his side and fell asleep. I looked at the clock and saw it was nine o’clock. He had been home for six hours and was either getting fuck or sucked by one of us for five of those hours. So I let them both sleep.
I picked up the clothes that had been left around and put our stuff in the hamper. I folded Sara’s and was going to put them on a chair. But as I pulled the thong out of her yoga pants I raised it to my nose and inhaled. They smelled erotic. I could smell a hint of her perfume mixed with her sexy juices. I thought to myself, ‘How fucking erotic is that woman, she thinks of everything. I’m going to start doing that.’
I went back and picked up the house and did a load of wash and had a bit to eat. Then sat in the den and watched the 10 o cock news on channel 61. When it was over I went in and saw Sara rolled over on her side, with her head in her hand looking at Frank’s sleeping face.
“Penny for, your thoughts?” I asked.
“I think he is the most skilled man I have ever had sex with, I want more but, I may fall in love if I do.”
She paused, then said, “With his dick that is, I’m a married woman and, I love my husband very much.”
“Do you need to get home to your husband?”
“No, he is in the service, and is in Germany for another six months.”
I walked around the bed and sat next to her and rubbed her back. It was soft and silky. I whispered in her ear, “He will be out until around four in the morning, so when he wakes up he is yours to do as you wish. Enjoy him.”
I reached down and grabbed the covers, and pulled them over them. As I got up to leave she pulled me over to give me a tender kiss on the lips. I let it go longer than it should have and felt my love nest start to get hot and my juices flow as it turned into something more sensual.
I broke the kiss when I got too the point of no return and said, “I don’t think I’m ready for this. Sorry.”
She looked at me and said, “Baby steps girl, someday you will be ready, I can see it in your eyes.”
I went into the spare bedroom on the other end of the house. I felt that if I heard them fucking in the morning I might get a little jealous. I gave myself two great orgasms thinking about her and me fooling around, before falling asleep. In the morning I awoke to the smell of bacon and coffee coming from the kitchen. I used the bathroom and took care of my morning duties and walked to the kitchen.
I heard moaning coming from the kitchen as I rounded the corner. I found Sara spread-eagle on the table, with Frank between her legs licking her. Her ass was gyrating up, down, and sideways. After pushing my robe off my shoulder. I claimed on the table behind her. I scooted forward to hold her up. My nipples immediately got hard being pressed ageist her hot silky skin. She let me hold her and her hands went to Frank’s head and she guided it to the places she wanted to be kissed and licked, and had no problem telling him how and what she wanted.
My hands were running over her tummy from just under her tits to the top of her love box. When Frank would move lower to lick her ass I would move my index and middle finger and squeeze her clit.
“Can I live with you two until my husband gets back?” she asked.
“OH, fuck Frank right there; keep tonguing my pussy!”
“He’s pretty good at that, right,” I asked.
“Fuck, he is the best I have ever had.” She answered.
“Why do you think that?”
“One simple thing, He listen to what he is told.”
My hands on her belly felt her oncoming orgasm. I told Frank she was almost ready to blow. He moved lower and started licking and tongue fucking her ass. He moved my hand so that my two fingers were buried in her pussy. It felt different having my fingers inside someone’s pussy. I felt the ripples of her g-spot and concentrated on that. Rubbing it in small circles just like I do to myself to get me off big time.
Her bucking was now three-fold and she was grunting and moaning. I think every woman has a favorite tit that she likes to have played with during her orgasm. Hers was her right and I pinched and played with it. I stuck my tongue in her right ear and all hell broke loose. Again she squirted all over Frank’s face. I held her while she recovered and stop shaking.
After she recovered we ate and then piled in Sara’s car. She drove us over to, West Hartford center to the Cybercafe. The first thing Frank did was to go to the computer at the counter and disabled the in-house cameras. He was able to it because her supplied the security equipment. Then Frank got on a computer and put in a thumb drive.
“What is that?” I asked.
“A password cracker.”
Sara typed in the web address of the escort agency. Frank found the icon to click on to log in as the administrator and fired up his password cracker. Within three minutes he was in and found my page and downloaded a copy to his drive, then delete it.
Next, he found the master list of prices and changed them from $300 to $25 an hour for all the girls. Then added a banner on the front page that said; “90% OF MY GIRLS HAVE BEEN DIAGNOSED WITH A VERY REAR STD! ‘PLEASE SEE YOUR DOCTOR’S RIGHT AWAY’ SEND ME THE BILL AND WE WILL BE GLAD TO PAY IT FOR YOU!”. Then he found the address book for all the clients and sent a mass e-mail to all of them with a copy of the banner. Then he changed the password for all the administrators and logged out within twenty minutes of starting. Then Frank turned the cameras back on and we left.
I grabbed Sara’s hand and dragged her to the Corset shop. I told the clerk I wanted Sara to be fitted for a one-off corset. Frank went for a walk to do some window shipping. While he was walking out the door he saw a sign that said, “Office Space for rent.”
There was a doormen standing in the front of the building, so he stopped and asked him a few questions. The doormen told him if he was interested he could have someone show him the space. Knowing Sara and I would be a while he told him yes.
He got a tour, and found it would be a good fit for the firm at this time. It was shared office spaces. There was shared office help if you wanted. It included two receptionists/office workers. It had a kitchen plus two conference rooms. Each renter had their own offices that were very large. He signed a one-year lease for two offices one for him and one for the assistant that he was going to hire and, the salespeople that would come into town all the time.
Meanwhile I watched as they fitted Sara for her corset. Annette the girl that was fitting her said she was an off-the-shelf type of girl. She got a very beautiful black and red corset and fitted Sara. My pussy was getting wet as she stripped Sara and laced up the corset. There was a lot of touching as she would pull the fabric tight as she tightened up the lace drawstrings.
When Annette had it the way she wanted she turn Sara to see herself in the full-length mirror. She was standing with her hand on her side. Annette started running her hands up and down Sara’s side. Then she ran her hands over her breast, when Sara did not stop her, she cupped her tits and squeezed them very tenderly. Sara just melted back into Annette’s arms. She had tried the same thing when she fitted me but stopped her.
But Sara being Bi ate it up. She reached up and tilted Annette’s head towards her and kissed her while taking one hand off her breast and moving down to her pussy. Sara moaned into Annette’s ear. I could see that Annette was wearing a corset under her thin silk tank top so I walked up behind her and pulled it off of her. Her corset was half cup and her very long and erect nipples they were pierced with gold harts. I could not resist and twisted the harts for about thirty seconds and set back down. Sara did not miss me twisting the rings.
She said in a low husky voice; “Baby steps Jan Baby steps.”
I moved back over to my chair to keep watching, but not before unbuttoning my jean and pushing them down halfway over my hips. I watched as Annette skillfully used Sara’s body and giving her pleasure. Sara’s body was having tiny little orgasms one after another. She was putty in Annette’s hands. When it got to the point that Sara could not stand any longer she walked her over to the couch and had Sara lie down. She reached up and undid the clasp that held her penile skirt. Then in a very sexy manner shimmed out of it.
She said, “Girl, If you want me, take the panties off.”
Sara reached up and turned Annette around so she was facing me. Then took a hold of the pantie and lowered them. She had a very dark landing strip shaped like an arrow pointed right at her clit. Sara sat up and ran a hand under her and pushed two fingers into her dripping-wet love tunnel. Then reached around and used her thumb and index finger to play with her clit.
Sara ordered, “Move your legs apart!” Annette did.
“Oh fuck. Yes girl.” Annette moaned.
Sara then ordered, “Bend forward!” Annette again did as she was told.
Then Sara started licking her rosebud.
“Oh yes, you know how to take charge of a slut don’t you.” responded Annette.
My hand went inside my jeans. Boy, was I wet. Sara was now tongue fucking Annette’s ass, and she was having a whole-body orgasm. Shaking all over. I was surprised she did not fall over. Sara then stopped and lay down on the couch. Annette claimed on top of Sara in the 69 positions and went to town. Fingers were flying in and out of pussy’s and asses.
I was worked up beyond all comprehension. I could not get the pleasure I wanted with my jeans on my hip, so I stood and pushed them off of one leg and got back to work on my pussy. Plunging two fingers deep inside. My mind was going crazy while watching my own private girl-on-girl live porn show.
After I had a gushing climax. I walk up to the two of them to get a close-up look. The both of them were moaning and groaning with ‘Yes.’ ‘Oh.’ and ‘Ah.’.
The smell of sex was so great that my pussy started leaking down my thighs. I don’t know what got into me, but I reached between them and started playing with their breast and tweaking their nipples. The feel of their rock hard nipples kept my pussy leaking with no stimulation, other then the show going on in front of me that I was a small part of.
There was a knock on the door and I heard Frank say, “Can I come in?”
I stopped playing with them and said, “Sure give me a sec.”
I quickly put my jeans back on and walked to the door trying to get my composure back and looking very flush. I cracked the door to make sure no one else would be able to see them on the couch. The coast was clear so I let Frank in not before putting my finger to my mouth to let him know to be quite.
He asked in a whisper, “Whats going on?”
I pointed to the two of them and Frank said, “Fuck me!”
The sucking and fingering stopped and I heard Annette say, “Not a chance in hell as long as I have this sweet tasting pussy to suck on and her talented tongue is licking me like she is!”
Sara replied, “Dido”
Frank then whispered to me, “If I stay I will lose control and fuck them I have to leave.”
I said, “I know exactly what you mean.”
I put my thumb and forefinger about an inch apart showing it to Frank and said, “I’m this close to stepping over the edge after watching them.”
I took his arm and started to the door and finished saying, “Let’s go, so you can pick out a new sexy pair of lace panties or two for me to wear for you in bed at night.”
He stopped and kept watching. I pulled his arm and he said, “I want us to keep watching, Hopefully, you will take the next step.”
I punched his arm and said, “Come on you pervert. We have advanced our sex life enough this weekend.”
We left to leave them alone and have some privacy and went into the sales area. Frank drifted off on his own. He was not like most men and had no problem going through women’s undies on his own. A lot of the stuff I wore to bed on our special nights, which was almost every night, he had picked out. What caught my eye was a section that said Intimates for HIM. They were mostly silk boxer and briefs in all sorts of colors.
The clerk came up to me and said, “They even have colors that match some of our lingerie lines.”
I asked her to go get my card from the back to see if any of them matched the stuff I buy. We found seven pairs and I had her take them to the counter, I also showed her on the cards the silk nylons I needed and asked her to pull them also.
I found Frank and stopped him from going through the stuff and said we need to talk. I stood in front of him and put his hands on my hips, I Looked deep in to his eyes. Then took a deep breath and said,
“Frank don’t stop me I need to tell you something. In the room just now you said you wanted me to step over the edge with the two of them. Last night with Sara you wanted me to go down on her while she was in her happy place. I would not do that. Also, I hope I never catch you taking advantage of me when I visit my happy place. That would be a tipping point for me.”
I took a deep breath and then went on.
“Now back to what I talking about. I know you want to see me in a girl-on-girl. God, I want it also, but when it happens I want it to be special for me. I want it to be spontaneous. I want it for me; I want to enjoy it as a beautiful thing, not so you can have one of your fantasies come true. After last night while I was watching you with Sara I now know how you feel about watching me with another man. I now understand how you feel watching me. Please do not push me just for your gratification. OK, please. It will happen I promise you that. Oh and also the first night I spend with another woman you might not be able to watch me. But I promise I will tape it so you can watch it later.”
Just then Sara and Annette came out of the dressing. Sara looked stunning in her corset and tight black slacks. She was carrying her blouse. Sara came up to us and did a 360-degree turn like a model and said. “This thing is the bomb Jan Thank you for making me try one on. But I not sure I can afford it right now.”
I walked over and removed the shoulder straps she was small enough not to need them. Frank just stared at her slack-jawed. She looked so sexy with nothing on the shoulder and about four inches of her tight abs on display. We walked up to the counter. I took a pair of scissors from the desk and cut the tag of the corset and put it on top of my order. Annette came over and took the tag and marked it as 40% off. So I cashed us out. As we walked out Sara was between us and took our hands as we left the shop.
As we walked out Frank said, “I forgot to tell you I found office space while you were in there. Would you like to come up and see it so you can do your decorating stuff for the two offices?”
He opened the door and in the hallway the doorman was just finishing putting his company information on the sign. It said in 1-inch white letters.
ASE Industries.
East Coast Headquarters
Room 206 & 207
We took the elevator up one floor and were met by the receptionist. She was very polite and asked, “Hi I’m Judy may I help you?”
Frank said, “Yes I’m Frank Anderson and I just signed a lease for my company. I was just going to show my wife and friend the office space.”
She got up from behind the desk and said, “Glad to meet you, Mr. Anderson. ASE Industries room 206 and 207 right”
She shook his hand and then said, “Which one of these lovely women is your wife?”
I stuck out my hand and said, “That will be me, I’m Jan Anderson.”
“Nice to meet you Jan.”
She turned to Sara and said, “And you, for some reason; I think we have met before?”
Sara said, “I drive a Uber I might have driven you.”
Judy said, “You have done more then drive me.” She was turning red and biting her bottom lip.
She showed us to the rooms, then gave us a tour of the place. She explained all the estimates and offered us some coffee. Sara and I sat and drank the coffee while she went over some details with Frank, like how many phone lines. Something like if he wanted them trucked or not. Weather she would be answering them or was he going to have an assistant.
While Sara and I talked I asked if she had another job and she said no, because she had gotten arrested for the position drugs and it had a stained her record, and it was hard to get a job with all the other people looking for work. Around twelve-thirty someone came in with a tray of sandwiches. Judy told us to help our-self’s, that they were a perk of renting office, and that every day a tray would be delivered.
We all sat and ate. While we were eating Judy asked if Frank wanted her to help in the search for an assistant. She said that their corporate HR upstairs had plenty of resumes that could be sent down to be looked over. He said he would let her know. After we were done eating we left for home.
In the car, Sara told us she had to log back in and that she needed to make some money to pay some bills.
Frank asked her, “How much money did you lose while running around with us this morning, and last night?”
Sara replied, “About $50 to $75 it’s hard to say.”
Then I said, “Frank Sara has a IT degree and is having a hard time finding a job, I think you should consider her for the job as your assistant.”
“Why can’t you get a job, Sara?” Frank asked.
“My Husband and I were at a concert and a drug-sniffing dog hit on some X in his pocket. He dropped it on the ground. The officer said, if no one would say who it belonged to he would arrest us both. I knew he would never be able to advance ranks in his military carrier so I took the bust.” She told him as we pulled into the driveway.
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Frank said, “Sara do not login we need to talk.”
Once in the house, he and Sara sat in the den and I went into the spare bedroom. They talked for a while about her different skills, so I just sat there giving them some time. After about ten minutes Frank yelled and asked if I was OK. So I came out.
As I came into Frank’s office I heard Sara ask, “Why so many blade servers, and why are these four not connected to the rest?” she paused and looked at some other devices in the next rack and continued,
“Are these digital recorders?”
“Yes, they are,” Frank said.
“Did you record us last night?”
“No, I never turned them on. Would you have liked me too? Frank asked.
“Oh, God, yes I could have made a DVD to send to my hubby to add to his spank bank collection. He would have loved it.”
I told them, “You can still do that I had turned them on.” Then I asked again, “Does he really know you fool around on, him?”
“Sure right now he is probably fucking one of his Fraulein. But once he is home we are true blue to each other.”
Then Frank said let me change the subject for a bit. “Jan, after last night do you have a problem if I offer Sara the assistant position?”
“Not one bit. I would rather have her fucking your brains out, then someone trying to steal you away from me.”
Sara pipped in, “Jan if he hairs me there will be no more fucking the boss, maybe fucking a client or two to land or keep them but no fucking the boss. In; the office that is.”
“Frank she is haired, and that is that. You two work out the pay scale and benefits I’m going to go take a nap and please be quiet I did not get much sleep last night. When I get up later we can either call in an order or go to Prospect Pizza for supper.”
It was around two o’clock when I went into the spare bedroom. I pulled down the room’s darkening shades and closed the heavy dark curtains to make the room almost completely dark and crawled under the covers and fell right to sleep. I must have been really bushed because I usually only nap for an hour or so.
This was supposed to a quick fill info into other chapters for but my perverted mind got carried away, To be continued shortly.