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Fucking My Boss

... was time to cum on her. Rene let out a loud sigh of relief as the guard finally pulled out of her now ravished asshole. The guard then rolled my boss off me, onto her back, as she heaved on the table. I quickly stood up as the guard stood between Renee's legs, which dangled toward the floor, and he stroked his cock until he was shooting long, thick streams of cum all over my boss. It was quite a delightful sight for me, actually. Once the guard was done, he ordered me to follow suit. Again, he didn't realize how on board I was. I too stood between Renee's helpless legs as the guard stepped back. Still wearing her glasses, blouse and heels, my boss now had cum splattered all over her, especially on her stomach and boobs, but a couple shots hit near her mouth and on her neck. It took me a minute, but at last I was standing in my company's boardroom, cumming on my boss as she lay sprawled on the table while a near perfect stranger watched. Jets of semen shot out and plastered my boss from her chin to her belly button and everywhere in between. Once I was finished, loads of cum were streaming down Renee's tits mostly, but sizable amounts pooled on her stomach as well as dripped from her face. It took us a few awkwardly silent moments to clean up. The guard left as soon as he'd straightened out his clothes, only telling us to go home, leaving our future at the company in the balance. There was no guarantee that he'd keep his word, but we had no choice but to trust him. Once we'd ...

... cleaned up the room and got dressed, Renee and I headed back to her office to grab our coats and head out. We didn't want to discuss what had just happened, but I think our feelings differed for sure. Renee understandably seemed a bit traumatized, not that I wasn't a little too, but surely I thought the experience was a lot hotter than she did. As I drove home, I thought about how throughout the double penetration, I flashed back to my first devil's threesome experience with Jessie. She joined Renee on my mind that night, and I realized it had been a while since I'd talked to Jessie, so I figured I'd send her a text. But that story is for another time. Renee and I didn't talk again until after the weekend, but such was normal for us, even though we'd been fucking regularly these past few months. On Monday, we interacted professionally but still didn't talk about what happened. In fact, it wasn't until right before we left work on Christmas Eve, right before a long weekend, that we discussed it briefly and agreed to do as we said and stop being involved sexually. Over the next couple months, we'd see that guard occasionally, but he, for the most part, acted as if nothing had ever happened. A couple times he'd grin, and one time he made a comment about our "party," but it seemed, at least, that he'd kept his promise and that he wasn't asking for anything more -- not that I would have necessarily minded. Meanwhile, Renee and I abstained from relations for as long as we worked ...