How my 63yo boss took my 38 newly wed buxom wife (and her version too)

Me

My wife and I have been together for 7 years and married for just over 2. It is a second marriage for us both, neither of us had much of a sex life with our former partners. So when we found each other ours was a very active sexual relationship. I am not that big, 4" tops, but it never seemed to bother her, I always made sure she climaxed, something her first husband never did. We shared and role played a few fantasies and my wife particularly enjoyed watching porn when one woman took on more than one guy. On such occasions she would sometimes suck on one of her dildos as I fucked her from behind. Afterwards, when I teased her about secretly wanting to be the centre of a gangbang, she always insisted that I was enough for her. My wife is on the large side but an extremely attractive woman with beautiful blue eyes, high cheek bones, full lips, ample 42dd breasts, a firm full ass and a very juicy pussy. With her dyed light blonde hair, she is a head turner despite her size and I have had my share of being jealous when she has had a bit too much attention on the odd occasion. I guess it all started on our wedding day, at the time she was 36 and I was 42, we had both only had 3 sexual partners, counting each other. Neither of us had exactly played the field and neither of us had the slightest clue that everything would soon change beyond anything we could have imagined.



I had invited my 61 year old boss to the wedding, it was the very first time he met my wife and I well remember introducing her to him. His eyes were on stalks as he got a good close up view of her low cut wedding dress. She did look incredible and turned everyone's head that day but I will never forget his particular expression. His face was veil of thinly disguised lust, I remember thinking "What a dirty old bastard!" like he would EVER have a chance with her. I had invited him because he was my boss not because I liked him. He was a very arrogant and self assured person who didn't give a **** about anyone or anything, and in a way it pleased me to think that he would be fantasizing about my wife, while I was actually getting her all. What a naïve fool I was. He later told me that he spent most of the day staring at her and mentally undressing her and decided there and then to make her his slut. If I had known how determined he could be once he decided he wanted something, I would have quit my job and run off with her in the hope he wouldn't be able to find us. Sadly, I didn't have the first clue!


We returned from our honeymoon and things settled down to normal, I was summoned by my boss on my first day back to work. In his office he went through various work issues and then invited my wife and I to dinner at his apartment, he said he had found my wife delightful and wanted to get to know us both a bit better. I politely declined but he was having none of it and before I knew it we were going around to his home on the following Saturday. My wife eager to show off her tan wore a low cut top she bought especially for the occasion; I think that was the first clue that she enjoyed showing her tits off to him. Clearly she had noticed his expression on our wedding day too. When I said that I thought it was a bit daring, she laughed it off, saying she wanted to make a good impression with my boss and if he liked her then it would probably help me at work. I couldn't argue with that, there was no need to discuss him making a pass at her because we had just returned from a wonderful honeymoon and I knew she was as crazy about me as I was about her. So she wouldn't let anything like that happen. We were not able to make love for the few days running up to the weekend because she was on her period. But we still couldn't keep our hands off each other, and kissed and cuddled like teenagers.

He was charming and very cleverly made remark that he found my wife very attractive without crossing any lines. When he complimented her on appearance she just laughed and joked about her size being the "turn off" to most guys, he picked her up on that saying that her curves were part of what made her so attractive. He then said that she reminded him of a girlfriend he once had, who had been very like her. He added that she was the most passionate lover he had ever had and had never forgotten that a beautiful buxom woman was probably the best kind to make love too. My wife was a little embarrassed by this but, because he was my boss. she just smiled and said he would have to ask me to find out if that was true. He tactfully changed the subject but spent the rest of the evening focused on her and only included me when it was absolutely necessary. When we came to leave he shook my hand and as my wife leaned forward for the customary kiss to the cheek he dodged her move and kissed her on the lips. She said nothing but it was an awkward moment.

As we drove home my wife told me, she never wanted to go through that again, I asked her what she meant, and she said my boss was charming enough on the surface but underneath he was dying to get her into bed. I said she was overreacting, so she said "Ok then fine!" and made it clear she wanted to avoid him in the future. What she didn't say at the time was that she had found his approach weirdly unsettling, although she couldn't quite say why. I think looking back on it he awoke something inside her that night that she didn't want to recognise but in time would completely swamp us both.

He summoned me to his office on the following Monday and as we went through the week ahead, we chatted, I thanked him for a nice evening on Saturday and he said he had really enjoyed it and thought my wife was amazing. "Tell me!" he said to me confidentially, "What is she like in the sack?" I laughed embarrassed at his question and just said she was fine, "Fine?" he said "FINE?" He asked if that was all I could say about such a desirable woman, I was a bit lost for words and didn't want to look an inadequate fool so I said, "Well, of course I shouldn't really say but as far as I am concerned she is fantastic in bed and I never miss a chance to make love to her," My boss looked at me pleased with my answer and said that, in my shoes, he would be exactly the same. He said there was something about her that fascinated him. He then completely changed the subject and talked about work for a few minutes before bringing the meeting to an end. As I got up to leave his office, he said he was free Saturday night and would love to be invited back over to our house for dinner, he made it quite clear from his tone that it was expected of me. I stopped and tried to make an excuse, then caved in and invited him anyway.

My wife was not pleased, she gave me a real hard time about inviting him over, I tried to explain that I really didn't get a choice, got the silent routine for a few hours and then as she admitted that she understood my predicament, she agreed that we just didn't have a choice and should just get it over with. My wife dressed very conservatively this time with a high neck blouse. My boss' disappointment was all over his face. It soon passed though as he handed my wife a gift wrapped box as a thank you for the invitation. She opened it and it was a beautiful embroidered silk top, it had a pretty low cut cleavage but otherwise was very tasteful. He said he hoped she didn't mind him being so forward but he had spotted it when he was out buying a present for one of his girlfriends and immediately thought of her. She obviously loved it and thanked him with a peck on the cheek, he suggested she should try it on for size, so off she went to our bedroom and a few minutes later she joined us for ****** back in the lounge looking "fucking amazing". My cock immediately stirred as she made her entrance, her cleavage looked fantastic. The garment was much more revealing than her normal choice. He too was impressed saying it looked fantastic on her, with my wife's ego suitably boosted he suggested that she wear it for the rest of the evening. During the following few hours his eyes and mine for that matter were constantly on her breasts and my wife seemed to enjoy being the centre of attention, However, she completely changed after he left. She went on about the "nerve of the man", as she put it. How dare he come into our house and make her wear a top like that. I started to defend him, and then realized what I was doing and stopped to agree with her. Ah well! It was all over now! How Naïve can a guy be!

Back at work on Monday, I was summoned once again and during our usual meeting he invited us over for the following Saturday, once again. This time I said we had something else on, so after a little discussion I agreed to cancel it and said we would be there. He was a very hard man to argue with and besides it wasn't as if he was actually going to get anywhere with my wife was it? I mean she hated him! Naïve! Naïve! I got a real hard time from my wife when I told her, she accused me of wanting him to get his way with her, I told her not to be so stupid. I said I wouldn't dream of letting that happen, "Well you have already shown you can't say no to him!" she countered. "Let's hope I can!" She was so upset about it, that we didn't make love for 3 days that week, and I got up my courage and put him off. He was as pushy as ever and I found myself agreeing to take a rain check to the following week. My wife was still not pleased but there was nothing I could do about it, we did make up and everything had settled down by the time we were knocking on his door 10 days later.

Once again my wife wore the high neck top, she wasn't in a very good mood with me on the way over in the car, and she said she was dreading the whole evening. He fears were unfounded, I think my boss sensed that he had pushed too hard because we had a perfectly nice evening with no unpleasant or awkward moments, He was on best behavior, and played the perfect host and when we left my wife was wondering whether she had being getting him wrong and said she had found him to be the perfect gentleman. It was a change for her to speak well of him and somehow, I felt a pang of jealousy over that, I definitely didn't like the thought of her admiring him in any way.

At the, what had now become, the Monday morning ritual, I thanked him for a very pleasant evening and said we had enjoyed it immensely. He said it was his pleasure and then announced that unfortunately he needed me to attend a trade fair which would mean staying away overnight on Thursday, and would that be a problem. I said "No!" although I admitted I wasn't keen to be away over night so newly married, he laughed and said he was sure my wife would be fine just for one night. When I told her, she was a bit upset about me being away so soon in our "Honeymoon" period but said it couldn't be helped. My boss had been terribly nice about it and sympathetic and if there was any way of avoiding it................... you can guess the rest. She added that she would make it up to me but then realized she would be on her period, ah well.

By a staggering coincidence, my boss called around at our house the night I was away, he urgently needed something I had borrowed during the dinner party at his place and just had to have it that night. According to my wife he stayed and chatted for well over 2 hours and she just couldn't get rid of him. I have to admit that I have often wondered what exactly was said and what exactly happened that night but my wife has always maintained that the answer to both those questions was, nothing, the whole thing remained a failed attempt on his part, and besides she was on her period. To be fair, these days when, sexually, she is completely his, my wife has no reason to lie about that evening so what she says is probably true.

So the big change to our lives occurred on the Saturday just over 1 week after I returned from the Trade Fair. Just 8 weeks after our wedding day and just 6 weeks after that first dinner party at his apartment. That was a hell of an achievement for my boss, who clearly knew exactly what he was doing. The expectation would be that a happily married new bride, and she was that, would not even think about another much older man taking over from her new husband in bed, but that is exactly what happened and next I will tell you how.



We won a big order at work; it was really good news for the business and some months of work had gone into securing it. My boss shared the news with me and told me to keep it a secret for now as he wanted to make a big thing announcing it to the staff once the contract was actually signed. He said that the three of us should go out and celebrate. I thought that was a bit unfair on the rest of the staff who had worked hard to get the order too but I didn't argue with him. He booked a table at a very grand hotel restaurant for Saturday night and said dress would be black tie for us and ball gown for the girls. I laughed and then realized he was serious so I changed my tact, made my apologies and left. My wife did not give me the usual hard time when I told her about it, probably because we were meeting in a public place, he had said the word "girls" when talking about dress so he was probably bringing some one with him and, more important than any of that, she would get a new dress out of it. In order to not annoy her, I had already volunteered to drive us there so she could relax and have a ***** without worrying about anything. So that was that and she went out the next day and bought an amazing black dress. It was very elegant and low cut, when she put it on her cleavage looked amazing. I was beginning to wonder if the top my boss had bought her had encouraged her to be more daring about showing more of her breasts but then dismissed it thinking I was being stupid, it was just an amazing dress and my wife looked stunning in it.

When she was fully made up with her hair done, just so, and presented herself to me in her new dress it took my breath away. I have already said that my wife is an attractive woman, and, although I admit I am a bit biased, she really is. She looked fucking fantastic to me and I said I was having second thoughts about going and we should just go straight back upstairs and make love, she laughed and said there would be plenty of time for that later. She loved the attention I gave her as we drove there and she was definitely warming up down below as she drank in my compliments and returned similar remarks about me in my penguin suit, which I had hired for the occasion.

She turned at least 4 guys' heads as I proudly lead her into the lobby on my arm. My boss was waiting for us and spotted her immediately. His face lit up like a Christmas tree as he openly studied her from top to bottom, my wife did nothing to hide the fact that she liked how she looked, and the fact that she was being looked at with such hungry eyes. He told her she looked good enough to eat with about as much innuendo as he could muster. My wife laughed it off by thanking him and saying that, in a place like this, surely they have something more edible on the menu. He returned that he would look, but he very much doubted it. She laughed again and he kissed her directly on the mouth and embraced her. "Seriously!" he said "You look absolutely beautiful!" He turned and flicked me the briefest of smiles, shook my hand and thanked us for coming. My wife asked if he had an companion and he said no it would just be the 3 of us, so much for "girls" I thought

He lead the way into the bar and treated us to some aperitif's. I had a club soda whilst he got something special for my wife, some kind of cocktail thing and also ordered one for himself. She made a big fuss about it and was soon on her second, as we chatted about everyday stuff like old friends. When my wife had finished her 3rd cocktail we carried on into the restaurant where my boss had booked us a nice quiet small round table. Wine was ordered, menus were produced and my wife, who has never been great at holding her *******, was already enjoying her self and giggling like a naughty school girl. We chatted and joked as we ordered our meals. I leant over and kissed her cheek and told her to slow down on the ***** as my boss was talking to the waiter, she rebuked me saying she was just fine, she was just enjoying herself. We carried on with the meal, my wife had downed quite a few glasses of wine by the time we had finished the main course, while I was still on my first. She was completely relaxed and now chatting to my boss like she had known him for years, she was a bit clumsy, because of the *****, but she had now "leveled out" and didn't appear to be getting any worse. He had brought a camera and we took some nice photos, during the meal, of us enjoying ourselves, as a "momento" he said. (I still have these photos and you can see that she is definitely on a high in them.)

Then the bombshell landed I had a call from the office, the alarm had been activated. Someone had to attend, someone who could drive, someone who hadn't had a *****, that someone could only be me. The office was only about 25mins away, my boss pointed out I was the obvious choice but I wasn't keen to go. I said to my wife that she should come with me but to my great surprise she said, as she refilled her glass, that she would be fine and besides if she traveled in a car at the moment she would probably throw up, that I should just get on with it and hurry back. I went to argue a bit more, realized it was pointless, kissed her on the cheek and left. My boss said he would take good care of her as I walked away from the table, Yes! I thought, that's what I am afraid of..............




All I could think of as I drove to the office was that I should turn back, that my wife was a much easier target than usual, then I would tell myself that I was being ridiculous, that she didn't like him and that she was newly happily married, that I should trust in that. What I couldn't understand was if I was so worried and possessive about her, why was a hard on growing in my pants, because as I drove on my dick was getting harder and harder, my heart was all a flutter and my stomach was churning, what the fuck was the matter with me? What was going on inside me? I had definitely got a kick out of knowing that my arrogant old boss had the "hots" for her but, being married to me, she was beyond his reach. I had found that very satisfying but now I was totally unsettled about it. Did my hardening cock mean I wanted her to fuck him and if he had her once, he would then know what he was missing and I could gloat even more? No! No! Stupid Idea! He would just want more once he crossed the line, any guy would. These were the confusing thoughts going around in my head, so what did I do? Turn around and go back and tell him to get his prying eyes off my wife? No of course not. Armed with my trust in her and my hard cock, I carried on to attend to the alarm so I wouldn't upset my boss. What a weak and pathetic asshole I was.

As it turned out it was a false alarm, someone had visited the building and accidentally not reset it properly. I dealt with the police who were already in attendance and in just over an hour after leaving my wife and boss, I was on my way back to them. My suspicions were now well and truly aroused along with my cock (thank god for y fronts and for only having a 4" cock, without which my erection would have been very obvious) It had seemed a bit of a coincidence that the alarm went off when it did and now I was very concerned about what might be happening back at the hotel. My mind was a whirl and then it happened. I got the dreaded text message from my wife's cell phone. "Hi Baby, txt me when you get back cos we r no longer in restaurant. x" I tried to ring her but got her answer phone. So I text back saying "On my way back now, where r u?". I was more than half way back there when I finally got a reply "Just txt me when you are back at hotel"

Oh My God! What the fuck was going on, I didn't like the sound of it at all, my imagination was wor

Lots of promise, but it just finished abruptly, as if you ran out of space!

Totally... I was enjoying it. Hopefully you have the rest of it!

We need the rest of this! PLEASE!
Loving Wife, Mother, and Bryan's Slut

If he is doing cut&paste from a word doc then he probably did run out of space as these windows have limited character space.

I am curious to see where this is going too. Well actually we all know where it's going but just not quite how. We know that his boss is or will be fucking his wife soon. What we don't know is what sort of dynamic will be involved. Will they have threesomes, will she sneak off to fuck the boss or will hubby end up sending his wife over to get serviced by the boss and worship her cum filled pussy when she returns to him?

Sorry everyone, that's exactly what happened, it didn't all paste from word. I will now post my wife's version up to the same point, please bear in mind she wrote hers retrospectively too.

Thanks for the encouraging comments.Keep them coming

My Wife writes now.........................

[i][/i]I haven't been permitted to read what my husband has already written about what his magnificent boss did for us both. I first met him at our wedding and he was charming and pleasant, very sure of himself and obviously well educated. We chatted at length several times and he always made me feel a bit nervous, he was a powerful, confident man and I was more used to my gentler husband. The butterflies fluttered in my stomach as he looked at me so appreciatively, he always said nice things about my appearance and I knew he liked me right from the start. This pleased me as I was keen to make a good impression with my new husband's boss.

It wasn't until after our honeymoon that I realised that my husband's boss was going to be a regular visitor to our home, It seemed to me that he turned up with the flimsiest excuses sometimes, We were newlyweds and he interrupted more than one moment of intimacy between my husband and I. On one occasion I had just had an orgasm when he was knocking on the front door, my husband decided to answer it and let his boss into our home as I hurriedly dressed. He stayed for hours and my hub was left high and dry that day. He was annoyed about it but, I was annoyed he had answered the door and spoilt our lovemaking in the first place, so I encouraged his boss to stay for supper.

My husband and I ended up having words. I told him that his boss was becoming a nuisance I even said he was coming onto me to be sure I got my husband's full attention, but to be fair his boss was only flirting like he always had, and if I am honest I enjoyed that part of it, any woman enjoys the attention of an appreciative man. He said the nicest things to me sometimes. Despite my demands my husband didn't have a word with his boss to back off and give us some space, he said he couldn't get to see him at work but I think he just didn't have the courage to ask him.

One evening my husband's boss even bought me this beautiful top when we went to his house for dinner. I wasn't sure how to react so I was coy to start with but he was insistent on me trying it on. Secretly, although it was a bit lower cut than I would have bought myself, I couldn't wait to try it on either and so after a suitable amount of protest I gave in and went to the bathroom and changed into it. Oh my goodness it showed off a lot of cleavage, I looked at myself in the mirror, it made me tingle inside just to wear it, my husband loved it too and both men were full of praise for my appearance that night and I felt great. I expected my husband to complain to me about it on the way home, showing off my charms to his boss, but he didn't say anything at all.

We were invited to a dinner with the boss at a very nice hotel and I bought a new dress for the occasion. My courage and self-esteem had been raised by the attentions of my husband's boss so I bought a dress with a low cleavage. My poor husbands eyes popped out when I first showed it to him 10 minutes before we were leaving, then immediately I popped out too, as I hadn't fitted it quite correctly, I laughed but my husband expressed concern, he said it was really low and showed all of my cleavage and what was to stop me falling out of it again. I said that I was sure that if anything happened then one of my two elegant male escorts would help me recover my composure, then laughed again. It was quite exciting going out of our house looking and feeling like I did, ON SHOW!!!!! And I wasn't going to let my husband talk me out of it, besides all of this business with his flirtatious boss would be brought to a head. From my past experience, at that time, most men were all talk and I was confident that being so on show would make my husband's boss back off. His bluff would be well and truly called and I was looking forward to having the upper hand for once. As for my husband, he would just have to go along with it, he hadn't done anything to stop his boss' familiarity, so now it was up to me.

When we met up with my husband's boss in the hotel foyer his eyes were on stalks, I was well pleased with his reaction, I had him on the ropes right from the start, or so I thought. My husband's boss was simply overflowing with praise and said I looked "Absolutely stunning!" I was pleased with this because I could see he was unsure how to play the hand I had dealt him. It was my husband's discomfort which ruined the plan, he was obviously nervous about my chest being so exposed and babbled away, his boss took it as a sign that we had a difference of opinion about my attire, So instead of getting the message which said, "I am a confident woman, you better watch yourself!" He got the message which said "These two have had an argument about her dress and the fact that she is still wearing it means she wanted to wear it for me despite him" The plan was well and truly screwed and it was all my husband's fault.

As the evening flowed so did the *******, though my husband wasn't ******** as my boss had asked him upfront to be the designated driver, saying his wife deserved to enjoy herself and he had spinelessly agreed. We drank, we ate, we chatted, the boss was very attentive and my husband was unusually quiet, so the boss and I ended up getting quite the worse for wear, but amazingly my breasts stayed in the dress until the end of the meal. He buttered me up by paying me endless compliments, he said he knew for a fact that I turned heads, probably had done for years, this was in essence partially true at least. My blonde hair was the main reason for that, I knew that guys like looking at blondes especially ones with big tits, and I qualified on both counts. But I am a big girl and never thought guys continued to stare at me when they looked further and saw my size. He disagreed completely and said I was a stunning lady and he would never look away if he had the choice. I remember thinking what a nice man.

A little later while my husband was in the bathroom, I leaned across the table to reach a bottle and, bizarrely, my right breast felt straight out. Eager to preserve my dignity my husband's boss immediately scooped it up in his hand and tumbled it back into the dress. I was both surprised and pleased to feel his warm hand touch an intimate part of me. He apologised but I said it was fine and I knew he was being the perfect gentleman. He then laughed and said he had been dying to do that but would never had dared to take such a liberty without a good reason. I laughed back not the least embarrassed and said he could "rearrange my tits anytime he liked!" Then he laughed too and said I should be careful with comments like that as I was a really attractive woman with a lot of assets to handle. Then we both laughed again.

My husband then returned so the conversation was unfinished but it was only about 10 minutes later, when the cabaret had started, that I felt my husband bosses left hand rest on my thigh under the table. I looked at him and he didn't make eye contact, he just squeezed my thigh and then gently stroked it through the dress. I know I should have stopped him, I realise I should have stopped him, but somehow I just didn't and froze to the spot enjoying the feeling, knowing I was getting damp down there, but trying hard not to show it on my slightly ******* face. He didn't move it for another good 10 minutes. Then taking my lack of reaction as a signal to continue, the boss started to pull up the material of my dress up my leg until he had it crumpled on my lap. Then I felt his warm strong hand on my naked flesh and he gently moved it up and down stroking my thigh, he gently massaged it too as he went, and I started to feel the tingle he had raised in me before, It felt great, it felt wicked, it felt daring with my husband just a few feet from me, his boss was exploring my lower regions. I had to work hard to control my breathing. Then as his hand moved across to the crotch of my panties I stopped breathing altogether. I parted my legs to give him better access automatically, I didn't even think about it. I nearly came as he made contact with my damp patch, it was so exciting.

The music from the cabaret was a god send as it covered my uneven breathing, the boss just slowly circled his fingers around my crotch, catching my clit now and then and making me flinch which I tried to cover with fake hiccoughs. I was getting into it but trying not to lose my grip on reality either. Then annoyingly the cabaret ended, the bosses hand was removed and the lights went up, my husband leant over to me to ask if my hiccoughs were ok and I said I was fine now. Then my boss excused himself to visit the bathroom and I sat there listening to my husband talking about the mediocre cabaret. Then just as the boss was returning my husband's phone rang. The alarm had gone off at the office and he had to attend, this seemed a bit of a coincidence, my husband apologised to my boss and said we had to leave, my boss said there was no need for me to go, I could stay there with him until he returned, adding he would take good care of me. My husband looked to me for support, and so the crossroads were laid at my feet.

I already knew what the boss had in mind once my husband left, and given the way I was tingling down there, I was up for it too, but I also loved my husband, who would be devastated if he found out I was being unfaithful so soon after our wedding and in particular if I was being unfaithful to him with his boss. So I tried to get up but couldn't very well, I don't know if it was the ***** or the tingling below or what but I heard myself saying I wasn't sure I could travel in a car just yet and sat back down heavily. I could see my husband's disappointment and I tried to comfort him saying I would be fine and I just wanted him to go and to hurry back. With that he kissed me on the cheek and left. I sat there with my tits barely contained, the crotch of my panties soaked, waiting for my husband's boss to prey upon me, already knowing I wouldn't be able to stop him from going all the way, HELL! I wanted him to go all the way, it would help my husband's career wouldn't it? AND I wasn't in any state to prevent it anyhow.

It was the boss who brought me back from my revelry, he asked if he could get me anything, I said I already knew what he wanted, he said he didn't want me to do anything I didn't want to do but he too knew what I wanted. He then said, in quite a kindly way, that if I would just give him the chance to show me how nice I could feel, I would never regret it. And he would be discretion itself, I had his word on that apparently. I said that I loved my husband and wasn't sure about it, to which the boss said that my husband was completely submissive to him he had proved his influence over him a dozen or more times. My husband would do anything he said and he guaranteed it wouldn't be a problem. For some reason I heard myself saying that he would have to use protection and that my husband must never know and a few other conditions that I don't remember, for some reason I was giving in without a fight, it was like I was watching it happen rather than being a part of it. I then slumped back in the chair and parted my legs for him, He just laughed and told me he had no intention of doing anything to ruin our marriage but he knew a way where I could have the best of both worlds. I had no idea what he was talking about as he helped me to my feet, then the elevator and finally to a room on the sixth floor. My husband had not been gone more than 15 minutes when he let us into his room. He sat me on the bed and stood back to look at me, I wasn't ***** as such, that would be a horrible "get out" to say it was the *****, but I was relaxed and pretty easy going right then

The boss told me to just relax and enjoy myself, he added that he had planned everything so far, to get to this exact moment this exact way. He also said it was my husband who gave him the idea to set it all up. Apparently, my husband had let it slip that he wanted to watch me with another man and when his boss had volunteered to be that man, my husband hadn't objected. So they started talking about how it might come about. I was confused this didn't sound like my husband, so he explained. He said that he had encouraged my husband by saying he wanted to fuck me and enjoy every part of my body and moreover wanted my husband to watch him do it. I said that sounded kinky, and he laughed and added that my husband said he was okay with it as long as I agreed to it, that he didn't steal her away from him and it was very discreet. He also said that he didn't want to see the first time. I said my husband wouldn't have agreed to all that but the boss said that my husband always agreed to what he said. He said my husband was pretty submissive and knew he had to comply when the boss told him to do something. That at least was usually true, but this? The boss said he liked us as a couple and wanted us to remain a couple but I was a very attractive and highly sexed woman who wasn't obviously wasn't getting her sexual fulfilment out of life, he knew how to stimulate me in ways I simply hadn't even imagined and he guaranteed that I would have more orgasms than I ever thought possible.

This dominant and experienced man, 25 years older than me, didn't know it, but I already knew I wasn't going to say "No" either, he had my groin tingling like fuck. My husband had completely let me down and I was annoyed about that but couldn't think about that now. I wanted this talk to stop and the fun to begin, so I beckoned him to me. He asked if I was ready to go for it. I just grabbed his hands and placed them on my breasts, the feeling as he touched them was overwhelming, I knew I simply didn't have a choice here, if I walked out of the room right now, I would regret it for the rest of my life.

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Loving Wife, Mother, and Bryan's Slut

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My Wife Continues.......................

As his hands massaged my tits through the material of my dress, I started to unzip his trousers, his semi hard uncut cock sprang out and I pulled and squeezed at it for a moment before sitting down on the bed and popping the tip into my mouth. It throbbed and grew as I gently sucked on it. The boss scooped both of my tits out of the top of my dress and pulled on each nipple in turn sending a tingle of heat to my clit. Oh my God, I felt good and dirty and alive!!!!!!!!

His growing erection soon gave me insight to the size of his cock, he was a good 7" long and thick too, much more than my poor hubs 4" thin offering. I was already thinking about how it would feel inside me. I didn't have long to wait, we were both hungry for the ultimate act. He stepped back and put a condom over his length with experienced ease then pushing me back onto the bed, he started to push my dress up my body, at the same time I wriggled up the bed. He was soon moving over me and lowering himself down, he sucked on each breast as he moved up my body. He made some adjustment I couldn't see because of my crumpled dress, he then pulled my panties to one side and slid into me with great ease. I was really wet and a bit worried he wouldn't feel anything but hell I could feel a lot, he was big, compared to what I was used too. I was soon rising to his every thrust. His head moved down to my breasts as he bit and chewed my nipples pulling on them until they stuck out long and hard. He sucked and bit at my tits with passion. I started to really writhe beneath him as I felt his pace quicken, then suddenly I came, Fuck did I come, long and hard and intense. I had never had an orgasm like it and as I caught my breath the boss was coming too. I could feel every squirt of his cum as it exploded from his cock deep within me. God these condoms are good I thought as he finished discharging his load.

Then I nearly jumped out of my skin as his expert fingers found my clit, **** I was so sensitive after cumming, but he told me to relax and go with it, he jabbed and prodded and I convulsed with every action and then suddenly with his still hard cock still inside me and his body laid over me I felt the tingle of another orgasm already on its way. Oh God he was good and I reached up and kissed him passionately. Our tongues met his cock twitched inside me and he knew I was now his slut for as long as he wanted me. I felt the tingle rise again in my crotch as within just another minute or so I came again on his spent cock and fingers.

His head moved back from mine and he asked if I had enjoyed this first preamble to our sex session. I said it had been amazing and his cock felt so good. With that he pulled out and moved straight up over me to put his naked unsheathed cock straight into my mouth, hang on I though where was the condom, he looked down at me noticing my confusion, he laughed, saying "sorry" he only ever fucked bareback otherwise he left nothing behind for the good little husband to clean up. I was confused by this, why would a husband clean up another man's semen from his wife but it wasn't the time, I had his cock to clean up and clean it up I did with great gusto and fervour, he felt and tasted so good in my mouth. He said he would teach me some new techniques to improve my cock sucking, he said he liked my gentle approach but I would need to learn to take a lot more inside. He was now taking liberties and there was nothing I was going to do to stop it, he could see for himself how much I adored his cock I was slobbering over it like a possessed woman. Occasionally coughing when he hit the back of my throat.

This was completely different to anything I had previously experienced, there was no finesse to it, this was just sex and he just wanted to get as far inside me as he could, I really was just something to fuck as far as he was concerned and I felt cheap and nasty, and turned on like hell! He saw me rubbing my clit again, and stopped me with his hand. He asked if I wanted to cum again, I nodded with a mouthful of his cock. He said he could make it so I could have his cock as often as I could cope with and with the full support and approval of my husband. At which point I laughed and spat his cock out, I said I was going to feel guilty enough already without it becoming a permanent arrangement and my husband must never know. He asked me to bear with him and hear him out. He lay down on the bed beside me and told me to carry on sucking his cock but not to touch myself. I got up on all fours and dutifully complied, there was something about him which made me not want to say no to him, it was like being under a spell, it was strange and exciting all at the same time.

He talked to me like he owned me already, he wasn't so much telling me how it might be, more telling me how he expected it to be. He said that my husband was a good man but obviously married above himself with me, I frowned not agreeing with this but he ignored me and carried on, he said he meant that sexually he had married above himself, and that I was obviously a much more sexual woman than he was capable of satisfying. I would have argued with this if I hadn't just had two of the best orgasms of my life. He said I obviously needed more than my husband was able to give me and he was willing to give me the benefit of his experience, and when he had put it to my husband he hadn't said no to it, but said he would be too embarrassed to talk to me about it first. So my husband's thoughtful boss had set up the whole evening to make it easier on both of us.

I know it sounds ridiculous in the cold light of day but he managed to persuade me that he was telling me the truth (although it was complete fabrication) and asked me to help him make it easy for my husband. He said by helping him to adapt to the situation without letting on he already knew about it would be the kindest thing to do and then everyone could benefit from this. I would get sexual fulfilment and my husband would benefit from what I learned by fucking the boss. The next thing I knew I was agreeing to help and listening to what he had planned, as I got back to sucking his throbbing cock, still hard which I thought was amazing for his age.

He insisted I carried on sucking him for what seemed ages, then he reached over for his phone, I thought he was going to check his messages or something but suddenly he took a picture of me sucking him. Fuck! I didn't want any of that, this was supposed to be a secret and I let go of his cock straight away. He laughed telling me not to be so shy, I looked good with a cock in my mouth and he showed me the picture he had taken. It was a sexy shot, me looking a bit dishevelled with this nice chunky cock in my mouth, but I still wasn't sure I wanted him to have it. I asked him to delete it and to my surprise he did straight away. He said it was a shame he would have loved a momento of his first time with me, it made him feel good and he would have treasured it forever.

I put his cock back in my mouth not sure how I felt but his fingers started on my clit again and I was soon concentrating on my next rising orgasm, he asked if it felt nice, and I nodded still sucking on his cock, "Good!" he said it's important to me that you are really enjoying yourself and feeling really good. I know it sounds ridiculous out of context but that remark made me feel guilty and I slipped his cock out of my mouth and heard myself ask him to take the photo he wanted so he would feel good too. He asked me if I was sure, I nodded vigorously and he smiled down at me and said "Brilliant!" With that I slipped his cock back inside and started sucking as he felt around for his phone again. He asked me to look up at him this time and I did as he took half a dozen pics of me, with his cock well and truly inside my mouth.

"Wow!" he said, "You look so sexy, I can't wait to fuck you again!" I let go of his cock and laid back on the bed. "Oh not yet!" he said. "I am going to fuck you in front of your husband next time!" My puzzled face lead him on to tell me that my hub would be back in about 45 minutes or so and all I had to do was follow his instructions and the rest of the evening would unfold before me and be one of the most memorable of my entire life. I didn't know it at the time but that part was completely true. I said I wasn't sure about my husband seeing me doing this with him and he just laughed saying I would be fine. He had no doubt that I was up to the task, now that I had agreed to become HIS slut! I hadn't realised that I had become that but there was no arguing with him.

I was completely out of my depth with this man but to him it was very simple, all I had to do was give in to his every whim, follow his every instruction and he would make everything else work. I would be both a happily married woman and a slut for another man at once. Totally satisfied and for filled with no guilt, no secrecy from my hub, and no reason not to enjoy every moment of it. He was totally confident that my husband would adapt very quickly and become an avid supporter of his boss' cause. His fingers were all over my clit as he explained this to me. Very unfair of him in the state I was getting into I would have agreed to anything so maybe I had agreed to become his slut I just didn't remember it. I certainly didn't have the confidence to take him on. By the time I was having my third orgasm with this man in less than an hour I realised that it was a done deal. I would do my best to follow his instructions and watch everything unfold before me. He even took a few photos of me half naked with my dress pushed up over my stomach and my tits and pussy on full show. I didn't do anything to stop him. I realised what happened next was not up to me, he ran the plan over me again, just to be sure I had taken it all in. It seems my husbands fantasy was about to come true.

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Wonderful! Waiting impatiently for the next segment. Thank you.
Loving Wife, Mother, and Bryan's Slut

a fantastic story. please keep it going!! Love it.

My thoughts exactly! Hubby's boss is a very confident man, he know's exactly how to make you his slut, and it's working! More please, real soon. xx

Thanks for the encouragement, the next part is how i saw what happened next.........................

The elevator doors sprung open and I marched down the corridor and quickly found Room 614. My heart was beating like mad, I felt like I might throw up any second and with trepidation and genuine fear, I knocked on the door.

My boss opened the door; he was fully dressed, only his jacket and tie were missing. He ushered me in, smiling at me far too much. He asked about the alarm, I spotted my dressed wife lying on the bed apparently asleep, I stammered out a report on my trip whilst my brain did summersaults, everything was fine, I had imagined the whole thing, my worst fears had been exercised for no good reason, she was fine, he hadn't touched her, he had been the perfect gentleman, phew what a relief! So why as part of me disappointed and why did I still have such a raging hard on. My boss said he had arranged the room, brought her there and she had passed out, a while back. He had been texting me on her phone, pretending to be her so it wouldn't alarm me. I thanked him for taking care of her and watched him leave.

I climbed onto the bed along side my still ******** wife and brushed my hand over her full breasts, she stirred a little so I continued seeking out her fine nipples under the dress material and tweaking where I guessed them to be, she stirred again and let out a long sigh. Excited as I was, I continued to play with her and gradually found my way down to her hem and lifted up her dress to find she wasn't wearing her panties anymore. This puzzled me but perhaps she had used the bathroom before lying down and hadn't bothered to put them back on. It's amazing what you tell yourself when you don't want to guess the truth. My finger found her clit and she groaned and squirmed as I made contact with her most sensitive part. She wriggled as I massaged her small hard bud of flesh, she was waking and stretching and raising her pelvis up to meet my fingers, she was really enjoying it. I dipped my fingers down to her lips and she was absolutely soaked, my fingers slipped in with no resistance what so ever. My wife let out a small sob and said "Oh yes, please fuck me again!"

This statement brought me to a complete halt. "What?" I said "What do you mean, Fuck you again?" My wife opened her eyes at that point, looked bewildered for a second and then smiled at me and said she had had the most wonderful dream, and thought she was sill dreaming. Clearly from her wetness she was very aroused and she cooed at me to get my clothes off quickly. I was up off the bed and stripped in seconds, my erection springing out in front of me. "Mmmmmmm!" she said "Someone's very aroused, what turned you on so much, I wonder?" I said that I had been hard for the last couple of hours and it probably had something to do with her appearance. She laughed and got up off the bed, grabbed my cock and led me to the ensuite. "Good!" she said, now wide awake and quite sober! "I am going to blow your mind tonight!" My dick surged at that idea and she laughed again, she scooped up her scarf, left on the bedroom chair, and said she was going to blind fold me for the first bit. She wanted to drive me to distraction and was really in the mood for a slow blow job followed by a good long hard fuck! What was she on? My wife hardly ever talked like this, my cock was going crazy.

I stood up as she tied the scarf around my head masking my eyes completely; she scratched the underside of my cock with her painted nails and growled in my ear, teasing me just a little bit more. She told me to sit down on the toilet seat and to just wait there a moment as she had brought some things with her that she wanted to try out. What? I was confused but far too aroused to care, (I later learned that all of the "equipment" had been supplied) When she came back into the bathroom she had me raise my hands and I sat there while she clipped something around my left wrist, fiddled around and then clipped something around my right wrist. I suddenly realized that she had handcuffed me to the heated towel rail. This left me helpless with my arms behind my head. I couldn't stand up I could only sit as my arms were being pulled down to the level of the towel rail. I didn't need to struggle anyway as my wife's lips found my cock and she drew my tip into her warm mouth. "Fuck! She felt good." I asked her to take off my blindfold because I wanted to see her. She told me to wait another moment and her mouth let go of my cock.

I heard her leave the room and return a moment later. She told me to open wide; I was confused but opened my mouth anyway. She fitted me with some kind of gag, I wasn't sure about this, my brain was doing somersaults again , where had she got a gag from? She was giggling close up in my ear as she put it on which pulled me back from my pondering and she said it really suited me. She fastened it at the back of my head and I was unable to talk or make any significant noise. My still hard cock said it all and my wife returned to sucking my cock, which felt like it was doing itself proud by extending past its usual 4" full erection. She sucked and pulled at my cock with her fingers for several minutes bringing me close to orgasm very quickly. Sensing my building tension my wife suddenly stopped and pulled off my blind fold. She was on all fours on the floor, her one arm reaching and pulling her scarf off my head. She smiled at me and looked fucking amazing, like a wanton whore, her tits almost spilling out of her dress and her lipstick smeared around her mouth from sucking me.

She looked me straight in the eye and said "Now are you ready for the good long hard fuck?" her expression was very haughty, her face all tease and anticipation. She looked like a woman who was totally in charge of the situation, which indeed she was. Her empowered demeanor was one of the most arousing sights I have ever seen. I nodded as vigorously as I could I was more than ready to fuck her, "Mmm!" She said satisfied and with total authority and emphasis she added, "So am I, I am more than ready for a long............ hard........... fuck!" She returned her head back down to my cock and gulped its full length into her mouth. I threw my head back in delight, shut my eyes and groaned. When I opened them, seconds later, I caught my breath, froze in that position and nearly had a heart attack!

He was standing their in the doorway of the bathroom, my fucking Boss, right there with his arms folded, watching us! I immediately panicked and tried to wriggle free, my wife patted me on the thigh telling me to relax, as best she could with my cock in her mouth. I was all aquiver I didn't know what to think or do, not that I could do much in my condition. My heart was pounding in my throat and my stomach churned, Fuck! There is no way my wife would have done the things she had done to me if he hadn't somehow taken control of her, and if he had done that, he must have fucked her already. I was in a cold sweat as my mind did cartwheels trying to work out the truth of the situation. My cock however remained as hard as I could ever remember it being. I can honestly say that it was a unique moment; I was experiencing so many different feelings at once that I could hardly breathe. My strongest emotion, however, was definitely to protect her from him. To make this stop! To be her husband and make sure he didn't come near her again. Unfortunately I wasn't the person in charge of the situation, my wife was, and somehow he was pulling her strings. I came to the conclusion that they must have been fucking a while and tonight had been planned from the start, I felt a bit betrayed by my wife with her play-acting of not liking my boss, had it all been a double bluff?

As it turned out I was completely wrong, such was the power my boss wielded once he conquered a subject. I really had no idea how much influence he was capable of bestowing onto her. I was going to find out in the most graphic detail possible and there was going to be nothing I could do about it. My wife had been talking as I had been involved in my own private revelry, you will forgive me for not remembering exactly what she said in those crucial moments but I was genuinely in shock. She said something about it all being fine, that she understood that I had to pretend to protest about my boss' advances but now that she knew that it was just a token gesture, I was going to get to live out my fantasy of watching her fuck another man and wasn't it kind of my boss to do that for me. I was more than a bit confused, more than a bit angry, more than a bit downtrodden. If the towel rail hadn't been plumbed into the hotel heating system so firmly, I would probably have ripped it off the wall. As it was, it wasn't budging. My straining and panting didn't go unnoticed and it was my wife who brought it to immediate halt.

She said that she understood that I felt the need to be outraged because I probably thought she expected it, but that now she knew about the conversations I had been having with my boss about watching her with him there really was no need for me to pretend I didn't want her too anymore and she was fine with it. She had enjoyed their first quick fuck and now she was really going to love the long slow fuck he had promised her.
"His cock feels Sooo Nice!" She cooed. "Besides", she added, "I have very strong evidence that you have never been so excited as you are right now, I reckon its grown an inch longer than usual and its rock hard!" My cock had somehow ignored all of my anxiety and trauma; it was completely in favor of her proposal. I had no where to go I had lost the argument, as I was destined to do, right from the start. I was also reeling from her words about him having fucked her already. That was a line that had been delivered far too casually for my taste. The deed was already done, she had passed the point of no return before I had even got back to the room, and all of my earlier fears were well founded. What a complete idiot, I had been, to ignore my instincts. It was obviously too late now. My wife drew on my cock one last time. Then raised herself up off her knees saying she knew I was going to love it. As she reached a standing position with her arms down at her sides, my boss grabbed her firmly from behind.

His right hand found her right breast and he mauled and squeezed it as he buried his mouth on her neck. My wife cooed and closed her eyes as she tilted her head back; she had always had a very sensitive neck. My cock lurched as I stood in disbelief, what one part of me was hating, another part of me was enjoying. His left hand found her left breast and I watched as his fingers explored her amazing full tits. There was nothing gentle about any of it. I would have gently brushed her flesh and nipples but he was grabbing her tits very roughly and really pinching at her nipples through the dress. My wife groaned and still with her eyes shut she reached up and scooped both of her tits out bringing them into full view. Her tits, as always, looked fantastic even with the 2 purple hickie marks I immediately spotted on them, he had obviously already introduced himself to my wife's ample breasts. Her nipples were rock hard and my boss immediately found them with his thumb and fore-fingers. Without ceremony he lifted her tits up by her nipples pulling on them really hard. My wife let out a sob of delight as he squeezed and tweaked her nipples with complete disregard for how sensitive they might be.

He took his mouth off her neck to reveal a deep purple hickie; the huge mark on her neck would take some days to fade. I saw that as a symbol of him making her his, he had wanted her, he had decided to have her, he had now taken her, there would have been nothing I could do to stop it, I wasn't made of the right stuff but my old boss certainly was. They turned sideways on to me, my wife being very careful not to make eye contact with me. Her marked neck now facing towards me, she stood there and watched him fall to his knees and pick up her tits and gorge himself on them. He licked them, chewed them and bit down hard on her nipples. My wife's head flung back enjoying his rough treatment of her; she moaned and groaned as he played with her beautiful mounds.

I was beside myself; this was more humiliating than anything I could have imagined at the time. I was sitting there naked and restrained with a huge hard on watching this dirty old bastard play with my wife's tits like she was some cheap whore. For fucks sake, I was right there watching him do it! Watching him use MY wife, this wasn't lovemaking, this was using a woman for your own pleasure. I got the message, he was satisfying a lust he had obviously harbored for her for these past 8 weeks, he was there to quench that lust, nothing more, if she enjoyed it too, that was a bonus, her satisfaction wasn't top of his list, but there was no doubt that she was obviously really enjoying it too. I was like a bubble waiting to burst. I felt anger, jealousy, anxiety and outrage all at once, but all of these feelings were squashed by the perverted lust I was feeling from watching my wife being used like that by such a dirty, slimy, devious bastard. What the fuck was the matter with me?


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Are you kidding? We need to hear EVERYTHING! (Moan)
Loving Wife, Mother, and Bryan's Slut

Absolutely, donna! Loved the 'moan' at the end, says so much about you! Are you as wet as I am hard?

This is an amazing thread.... please keep sharing with us

Surely we must be due some more of this amazing Hot, Hot story by now! I love an owned slut, especially if she has big tits!

Incredible story... please continue.

I sure hope this thread did not go dark! I'd love to hear the rest of the story

Sorry for delay, no this story has a way to get yet. Thanks for the encouragement................


My wife tells her version of the last bit..................



A few text messages later, my husband was knocking on the bedroom door. I was lying on the bed fully dressed again and all cleaned up, pretending to be asleep. My boss opened the door and let my husband in explaining I had dropped off and then he departed and left us to it, the room key inside his jacket pocket. My husband seemed very anxious when he arrived but as my boss left I could sense his relief, this didn't make me feel very nice inside but I had my instructions to follow. I stirred when my hub lay beside me, he started to fondle me all the way down my body until he was rubbing my bare crotch, I had forgotten to put my panties back on, as I stretched I kissed him hoping he couldn't smell my boss' cock on my breath. He didn't and I stretched saying I was feeling horny, which bizarrely I still was, my hub loved this idea, I expect the poor love's mind had been in a whirl leaving me with his boss like that and to find me like this was an enormous relief to him. He stood up and stripped, his cute cock sticking out in front of him rock hard. I said I felt like doing something different, and lead him to the bathroom saying I wanted to blind fold him, and that I was in the mood for a slow blow job, followed by a good long hard fuck!

He didn't seem adverse to this as I wrapped my scarf around his eyes and lowered him down to the wc seat. I told him to wait there and went and grabbed the things the boss had left for me in the wardrobe. As I got there, I sent a text to his boss so he knew we were almost ready. When I returned my hub could not keep the grin off his face and kept saying what had got into me tonight, I wasn't going to tell him that his boss had already got into me, at least not yet, so I just said I had found something left behind in the room that I wanted to try out. This at least was true, I put the handcuffs on him and clipped them together, so he was tied to the towel rail behind the loo. When he realised what I had done, his cock seemed to stiffen even more. I knew my husband was very aroused by all this. I sank to my knees and gently sucked on his erection for a short while hearing him groan as I pulled back and forth on his cock. He asked me to remove the blindfold but I just said not yet and stood up and went to get the next thing. The boss was now inside the bedroom, when I stepped back out there, wearing a very smug grin. We didn't speak I just smiled picked up the gadget and went back into the bathroom

I told my hub to open his mouth as wide as he could, confused he obeyed and I pushed the ball gag into his mouth, before I lost my courage. His confusion didn't last long and I was soon fastening the device around the back of his head saying how nice it looked on him. I dropped down to suck him some more until he was close to cumming, it really didn't take very long. So then I pulled his blindfold off and asked him "Now are you ready for the good long hard fuck?" My hub nodded and I told him I was too! I dropped my head completely taking his cock inside my mouth and he closed his eyes as his head went back, then as he looked forward again, he was suddenly startled.

His face was a picture of alarm, panic, surprise and confusion all at once, as he stared at the boss standing at the door behind me, but his erection didn't falter. So I grabbed my courage in both hands and told him that he didn't have to pretend anymore, that I was completely happy to for fill his fantasy and let his boss fuck me and said that we were lucky that his boss was so willing to participate. His face was blank as I said this, I wasn't sure he was listening to me, but then he started to pull at the hand rail. I tried to comfort him by saying he didn't have to pretend to be angry, it was okay, I understood that he had to make a token gesture of defiance but I was fine with it all. I said I knew about his fantasy to watch me with him and tonight it would come true. I told him how much I had enjoyed the first quick fuck with his boss and now I was looking forward to the long slow fuck he had promised me.

He looked at me with confused eyes, but I wasn't having any of it, he had let me down in the first place by sharing a fantasy with a dangerous man, now it was his turn to see if he had the courage to go through with it. I just pointed out how hard he was and gave his cock a last suck. Then I stood up as the boss grabbed my tit from behind and started to fondle it, then the other one was in his other hand as he started to bite my neck. GOD!! I was soon writhing to his stimulating mouth and hands, I helped him free my tits, so he could pull on my nipples. My hubs face was a picture, and my crotch was soaked, as he man handled me. He turned me sideways on and fell to his knees and buried his face into my tits roughly sucking and pulling on them. I had no doubt that his extra rough treatment was for my husband's benefit as well as catering to the boss' obvious obsession with my tits.


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Dear cucked2bbw

Thanks for posting, very interesting to get the story as told by The Lady Herself.

Regardless of what your feelings were at the time, it is evident that your boss was only doing what Your Wife and you deserved. It is allready becoming clear that this was necessary for your Wife to discover Her true sexual potential and that you could never give this to Her. I believe the fundamental idea of being a cuck is to recognize that your Wife is sexually superior to you, and that unless you give Her the freedom to explore sex with more capable males, She will never have the sex life She deserves. A cuck accepts this and helps his Wife on this yourney.

Your Wife is clearly a very sexy Lady, I hope you will soon post more pictures of Her.

I hope that you will soon be able to post more.

Sincerely
Elina

Question: Is the Lady reading this thready Herself?
elina

Never a truer word has been said Elina. As for cucked2bbw's wife, she is built purely for fucking, with that comfortable, curvy body and those big tits, so beloved of her boss.
Like you, I want to hear more of this, and soon.

Yes please, give us more..................thx!!

Thank you for your comments and observations, i know you are right. I will post more of her as we go through the most humiliating night of my life.

I continue to tell the story........................

He chewed on her tits for quite some time my wife's moans becoming heavier and heavier, then with out ceremony he let go, stood up and watched my wife slowly fall to her knees. Her hands found the zipper of his fly and she released the bulge from his trousers. His cock was already hard and although not of mammoth proportions it dwarfed my 4" by at least another 3" and looked significantly thicker. My wife groaned out her approval and in less than an intake of breath she wrapped her lips around his manhood, I felt a pang deep inside me and then something snapped, I felt lower than I could ever remember, my world fell apart as I saw her cheeks go in as she sucked on his cock. It was then that I felt the tears running down my cheeks, but somehow my cock was still hard and straining.

My wife bobbed her head back and forth over his rigid prick gorging herself on it with her fingers around the base pulling on him. Her eyes were wide open as she stared at his crotch, she didn't see him turn to look and me and smile very smugly. He looked me, straight in the eye, as my wife sucked him as hard as she could and stared me out, I don't know why I looked down at my own cock embarrassed at what was happening but I did. When I eventually looked back at him he was still looking at me, with an even smugger smile that said he was looking down at me and would now continue to do that more than he had ever done so far. It was completely humiliating and hurtful but my hard cock said it was ok.

He then grabbed my wife's head with both hands, telling her to drop hers to her sides and started fucking her face like she was some kind of cheap whore, she coughed and spluttered a bit but he kept going, I was expecting my wife to pull away at any time but she just didn't and did her best to cope with it. I noticed that her hand found her crotch and she was rubbing herself as he continued to fuck her beautiful soft mouth. He kept talking to her saying how good it felt and what a good slut she was already becoming for him, he also made the odd remark about how much I was enjoying watching her get used properly. None of these words were lost on my wife as she groaned and rubbed at her clit through her dress. No matter how vigorous it got she just screwed up her eyes and dutifully clung onto his manhood. He must have taken her like this for 5 minutes or so.

When he decided he was ready to fuck her he pulled him self away from her and offered his hand to help her get to her feet. My wife went to glance over at me as she stood but he turned her head away from me and ushered her into the bedroom. The door was left wide open. All I could see from my position was the bottom half of the bed. I heard him tell my wife to lie down on the bed and I saw her lower half spring into view as she lay on her back. He then walked to the bottom of the bed and undid his belt and let everything fall to the bedroom carpet. He stepped out of his clothes his cock proudly standing out in front of him and asked my wife if she wanted to feel his cock inside her again. I heard her murmur out a yes. He told her that if that was the best she could do he would get dressed again and leave her to fuck her husbands little dick instead. She immediately asked him to fuck her hard and fuck her deep. "PLEASE FUCK ME!" she said "I really need that amazing cock inside me again" He smiled at her then at me and said that was better. He climbed onto the end of the bed in between my wife's open legs, lifted up her dress and, without any ceremony whatsoever, plunged himself all the way into her cunt.

No preparation, no foreplay, no checking to see if she was wet enough, though clearly she was, no condom, just one big push inside her. I saw my wife's hands grip the side of the bed as she screamed out in delight. "Oh My God, I love your cock!" she shouted at the top of her voice. I watched him raise his ass as he withdrew, and then slam all the way back inside her. She screamed out again and again. By the 5th stroke she was cumming loud and hard. Fuck already? I thought "what was she on tonight?" She usually took quite a bit of stimulating before she reached orgasm, although she did have the benefit of nearly always having an orgasm when we made love, which was more than my first wife ever did, and for that matter more than she had ever done with her first husband.

So if I was one step up from her first husband, my boss must be ten more steps up from me to make her cum that quick. He, on the other hand, wasn't anything like ready to cum and fucked her in that position for quite a while, before deciding he wanted her naked on top of him. They pulled apart and rolled off the bed, my boss' shirt was discarded as was my wife's dress, as she came into view completely naked she somehow seemed even more vulnerable and I was feeling even more inadequate for not having the courage to stop this. Though God knows how I would have been able to prevent it in my condition.. Now that she had cum with him for the first time in front of me, she seemed even more under his spell.


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