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Great story. It's interesting to read the "other side" of the story.
I was 25 working for an A&E firm in Irvine, CA. Our group had a secretary
named Elaine who was 40. She was still in good shape and occassionally
would wear something sexy to work. For some reason she seemed to pay
attention to me, doing my work first, always hand delivering it back to
me...etc.
One day, she hinted that she'd like to "get together after work" for a drink
and have a nice chat, after all, she really didn't have anyone to talk to
except her husband who was 48 and no longer interested in her conversation.
I knew something was going on with her but I accepted the offer and told her
I'd meet her at the Moonraker for drinks. We met and after a couple of
their famous martinis she started talking about how she was attracted to me
and how Elaine would actually get turned on when I wore a particular suit to
work...."you know the one...it makes you bulge out... in front", she laughed
nervously.
I got aroused right there seated at a small coctail table. I took her hand
and put on my "bulge" and showed her what she had already done. She gave me
an appreciative squeeze and asked if we could get out of there and go
somewhere else. I paid and we walked out...hand in hand. We got to my
sports car and I put up the roof and we drove off. We got down the street
and she had her hand on my dick. She asked me what I wanted her to do about
my problem.
The problem actually was that I don't fuck my co-workers. It's a bad idea,
always creates problems and there's plenty of women out there who are single
or, if they're married, they're not working in my company.
I was boozed and horny and Elaine was gently massaging my dick through my
suit pants. I pulled over in a parking area and told her, "suck it baby...I
need to feel your mouth right now". She smiled knowingly, as only a woman
can, and together we got my trousers undone and down. My dick sprang up in
her face and her eyes glazed over. SHE WAS EAGER...she wanted to eat
it...all of it. She started sucking gently, suckling the head, slurping the
semen out as it oozed to the opening, her mouth went up and down and up and
down until I ejaculated in her mouth. She gagged on it and I instinctively
pushed her head down to keep her from pulling away. It was difficult for
her to breathe or swallow but the feeling for me was FANTASTIC!!
I apologized to her after it was over and she had licked up the oozing cum
from my dickhead. She said it was "OK" and that my huge orgasm, that she
had coaxed out from between my legs with her luscious lips and licking
tongue, was well worth the inconvience.
Well....we kept it up. She was giving me blow jobs at lunch, always in my
car. Then we graduated to a motel where we fucked our brains out. I asked
her about her husband and she said he was totally alright with us having an
affair!!! WHAT? DOES HE KNOW? She laughed and explained that it turned
out that he was a natural born cuckold, he loved the humiliation of hearing
about how I fucked her silly with my big dick. She told him how I would
fill her up with cock and make her wriggle on it until I ejaculated.
She told me that when she gets home after one of our trysts, he is waiting
for her. She went on to explain that he was totally excited to lick her
slimy vulva and eat my cum out of her steamy vagina. She said she LOVED it.
She said that when we are fucking she sometimes imagined what position she
would have him in and how she was going to enjoy him eating her out after
our slippery fucks. That made me HOT! I fucked her even more often knowing
he was going to eat it later. I fucked her up the ass and instructed her to
have him lick her anus clean when she got home and she was to call me and
report back...preferably when he was there listening to our
conversation....LOL! IT WAS GREAT! I could sense him squirming with
humiliation in the background as he sat near and listened to her describe
how she made him lick my sticky cum out of her swollen vulva and asshole.
I never did fuck her in front of him but we were heading in that direction.
They sold their house and moved to San Diego where he had gotten a better
job. She came up a couple of times but that was really the end of it.
"a425couple" <a425couple@hotmail.com> wrote in message
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> This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish
> to read this
> type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE
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> Archive name: lunch.txt (MF, wife-sharing, voy)
> Authors name: Jeb Stuart JS2...@aol.com)
> Story title : Wife's Lunch Date
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> ---- but posted by others earlier - perhaps "Dolfan"?
>
> Wife's Lunch Date
> by Jeb Stuart (JS2...@aol.com)
>
> Ray, trying to rekindle some the wild spirit of the
> past in his wife, recently bought her a couple of new
> outfits which included the shortest of short, pleated
> skirts. Julie was appreciative of the gesture but
> conservative in how she liked to dress in public,
> especially at work.
>
> Ray knew, however, that it would be just a matter of
> time before the mood struck his lovely 30-year-old wife
> and she would wear one of the skirts. Recalling how
> she looked when she tried them on, he knew that even-
> tually her male co-workers, and anybody else she ran
> into, would share his pleasure. She was a beautiful
> woman and he was proud to have other men lust after
> what they couldn't actually have. The skirts just
> barely covered her butt, and when she'd bend over even
> slightly, the mystery was all but over. Ray liked
> showing off his wife who had a petite but shapely body,
> shoulder length black hair, a pleasant smile and big
> dark eyes. In fact, it was one of Ray's fantasies to
> have another man physically approach Julie.
>
> Then one day, after the skirts had sat in the closet
> untouched for weeks, Julie called home and asked her
> husband whether he thought it was all right for her to
> have lunch with one of her older bosses that afternoon.
> She said he had been inviting her to lunch for weeks
> and she didn't want to keep turning him down.
>
> Ray thought about it for a minute, and though he could
> guess what was on this man's mind, he allowed Julie to
> accept the latest invitation and told her to have a
> great time and not to "turn the guy on too much."
>
> When Ray got off the phone, he decided to check the
> closet to see if on the off chance Julie might have
> worn one of those short skirts to work that day. Sure
> enough, the black and white skirt was missing. Julie
> told Ray where she'd be having lunch, hinting that
> maybe it would be a good idea if he too went to the
> restaurant. At first he didn't get it. But now Ray was
> putting it all together. Julie was obviously in a play-
> ful mood and willing to satisfy one of her husband's
> fantasies.
>
> Ray waited in the parking lot for his wife and her old
> boss to arrive. They pulled up in a black BMW. The man,
> who looked to be in his 50s, was very well dressed.
>
> Julie appeared not to be wearing any stockings or
> pantyhose; only the skirt, white blouse and ankle high
> black granny boots. She had wonderfully dark skin and
> usually didn't need to wear hose to enhance the
> appearance of her shapely legs. Still, with the skirt
> that short, Ray was surprised to find her bare-legged.
>
> The couple walked across the parking lot. Julie, seeing
> Ray sitting in his car about 20 feet away, dropped her
> keys. With her back facing Ray, she quickly bent over
> to reveal to him that she wasn't wearing anything under
> the skirt. Ray was stunned. Later that night, Julie
> told Ray all about her lunch time conversation.
>
> The man, whose name was Walter, was obviously interest-
> ed in having an encounter with her. He complimented her
> body, told her about his near frigid wife and even
> placed a hand high on her thigh in his car on the ride
> back to their office. Julie said she let him keep his
> hand there for a couple of seconds before shifting her
> legs so that he'd pull it away.
>
> "Did he know you weren't wearing panties?" said Ray.
>
> "He asked me that... and I couldn't lie, even though I
> was somewhat embarrassed," she said. "So what did he
> say?"
>
> Julie paused and looked away. "He said he wanted to
> see, no, feel if that were true. I must admit, the
> whole thing was scary, but I was so horny, and so wet
> by then that I think I left a spot on the seat of his
> expensive car."
>
> "Yeah, but what happened? Did he touch you?" Ray asked.
>
> "Remember, you've always said it was okay, right?" she
> asked nervously.
>
> "Yeah, right...just tell me all of it Julie. Tell me
> how you felt."
>
> "Okay," she said, taking a deep breath. "When he asked,
> I hesitated at first. But then he placed his hand back
> on my leg, more towards the inside, and this time I
> just melted. I don't think I said a word, but I felt my
> legs open slightly, almost involuntarily. Then he moved
> his hand up just an inch or so from my crotch and stop-
> ped. I wasn't sure why. I thought maybe he was chicken-
> ing out. So I just took his wrist and moved his hand
> right between my legs.
>
> Gosh, it felt so strange. And I was afraid he was going
> to crash this nice car. But he just massaged my pussy
> for a minute or two and I could see the bulge in his
> pants. I was leaning back in the seat, my legs now wide
> open watching his fingers slide in and out of me.
> Luckily it was a real isolated stretch of road we were
> on, about 10 minutes from the office."
>
> "Unbelievable!" Ray said. "Did you want to...?" "I
> almost felt obligated to at that point," said Julie.
> "Walter asked if I would touch him. I didn't want to
> do it while he was driving, so I asked him to pull
> over. He found the perfect spot about 100 yards off
> the main road, beside some cornfield. I also told him
> that I'd do it if we could pretend afterwards that
> nothing had ever happened. I guess being that he was
> married for years and pretty high up in the company,
> he had more to lose than me. So he was certainly
> agreeable.
>
> Anyway, he pulls over and continues playing with me,
> slipping his hands under my blouse and stuff. He even
> went down on me when I placed the seat as far back as
> it would go. On one hand I couldn't believe how easily
> and fast this was happening, and on the other hand I
> was hoping it wouldn't go too far. I really didn't want
> to fuck him, but I was enjoying all the foreplay and
> was afraid I wouldn't be able to say no.
>
> Then it came time for me to undo his pants. He asked me
> if I would give him a blowjob. Earlier in the restau-
> rant he hinted that his wife only did it once or twice
> in their entire marriage. Again, I just couldn't stop.
> His wanting me so bad, combined with his polite, mature
> approach just made me feel like it was okay somehow.
>
> So after playing with his nice cock for a minute or
> two, I just lowered my head onto his lap and slid my
> lips down onto him." "You had this guy's cock in your
> mouth?" said Ray.
>
> "How did that feel.
> I mean, you're with somebody entirely new for the first
> time in years."
>
> "Yeah, it was strange," she said. "He was smaller than
> you, smelled different. But he was so much under my
> power, so appreciative, that I was getting off just
> doing it to him. With each step I wondered what next.
> Would he come right away? What was I going to do if he
> did? Stuff like that." "OK, you have to tell me, did
> you fuck him?" asked Ray.
>
> Julie smiled and twirled her hair. "Gosh, you're im-
> patient. I'm getting to that. I didn't want it to go
> that far earlier, but he was good and I was really
> enjoying it, even though we were in the front seats of
> a car. I know it started out just as a kick, and
> you've encouraged me so many times to do something like
> this -- well I was actually getting off on it now. And,
> yes, I wanted to feel him inside me."
>
> Ray was hard as a rock at this point. His heart was
> beating rapidly as he anticipated hearing from his wife
> how she gave herself totally to another man. "Walter
> is just the kind of older guy that evokes trust," said
> Julie. "I knew no matter when I said stop, he was
> going to stop. Funny thing is, that made me want to go
> further. I suggested we go into the back seat where
> we'd have more room. At that point I knew I was going
> to fuck him.
>
> He was still hard and I told him that I wanted to sit
> on his cock. He was sitting in the middle of the seat
> and I just kind of climbed aboard, guiding his dick
> into me slowly with my right hand. At first it was slow
> and erotic as I studied the expressions on his face.
> Then, seeing that he had some staying power, I began to
> really ride him hard. He kept a tight grip on my ass."
>
> Julie continued the story now in hushed tones as Ray
> began fondling her breasts on the sofa. "Keep talking,"
> he said softly. "I want you so bad. I want to see where
> this pussy has been today."
>
> "He came so hard, so deep inside me," she said. "It was
> like he hadn't been fucked in years."
>
> "Show me baby," said Ray. "Show me where he came."
>
> Julie leaned back on the sofa, spreading her legs and
> separating her shaven pussy lips said, "Here, inside me."
>
> Ray went down on her and began tickling her clit with
> his tongue.
>
> "Oh, I hope you can forgive me," she said. "I thought
> it's what you wanted. Did I enjoy it too much? Is this
> going to change things?"
>
> "No, no way, I am glad you did it," said Ray.
>
> "What a day," she said between moans as her husband
> licked away at her clit. "All I want now is for you to
> fuck me Ray." With that said, Ray plunged into her.
>
> Julie came immediately and often. "Next time you wear
> one of those skirts, I'll know what you're up to," Ray
> said. "Tell me how much you liked being a fuck doll."
>
> "I loved it," she said softly as Ray continue his
> attention to his wife's body.
>
> "Tell me more," he said.
>
> "I loved feeling his cock in me," she said. "He wanted
> me so bad. I was so wet from his desire. I felt like
> such a slut sitting there with his hand up my skirt,
> just soaking from the time I got in his car. I really
> didn't think I could do it. I really didn't think I
> could let go like that with someone else."
>
> ***
> A couple days later, Ray was getting ready to go to
> work at noon when he noticed the other short skirt
> missing from Julie's wardrobe. Just then the phone
> rang. It was his wife...
>
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