Motherfucker: Part 3 - Sex Stories

Motherfucker: Part 3

... amenities, including the king-size bed, the two plush easy chairs, and the master bathroom shower.

A couple of weeks after Mom passed away, Jenny called me from work one afternoon and told me not to bother picking her up after her shift ended, because she was going to catch a ride home with her boss.

It was late in the afternoon, but the twins were still at school in their after-school care program, when Jenny showed up at the house with her boss in tow.

She walked into the house, and yelled out, "Honey, I'm home," mainly to warn me that I was no longer by myself in the house. "I brought someone special with me that I want you to meet."

I came bounding down the stairs just in time to see a 40-something-year-old, obviously-Hispanic man enter through the front doorway behind Jenny.

"Sweetie, this is my boss, Jaime Hernandez, but you can just call him 'Joe,' because that's the name he likes to be called."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Joe," I said, shaking the middle-age man's pudgy hand.

"The pleasure is all mine, believe me. I can't believe you're okay with this," Joe said to me cryptically.

"With what, exactly?" I asked Joe, feeling very confused.

"With letting me fuck your wife in front of you," Joe replied, shaking his head, acting as if he didn't understand why I would allow such a thing.

"Please don't get mad, sweetie, but I brought Joe home with me so that he could fuck me in front of you. It's been years since we've done any cuckolding, ...

... and I figured that it was high time that we get started again. You're okay with that, right?"

"Of course. It's just that I wish you would've warned me in advance that you were going to be cuckolding me with your boss this afternoon."

"Why? Would it have made any difference? Besides, I just made the arrangements with him right before Joe gave me the ride home. I thought you liked good surprises," Jenny said me. "And Joe's a wonderful surprise. I didn't think he'd say 'yes,' but he did! And so here we are."

"Yeah, here we are," I replied to Jenny half-heartedly.

"Don't worry, Joe. My husband is just in shock right now. That's all. He'll warm up to you once we get underway. Speaking of which...I have to pick the twins up from school in about an hour and half. So we'd better get a move on, if we're still gonna do this thing," Jenny said, taking Joe by the hand and leading him up to our bedroom, with me following the two of them the whole way.

Looks-wise, Jaime "Joe" Hernandez was definitely nothing to write home about. He had an average-looking Mexican-American face. He had chubby cheeks, and a large hook-shaped nose with overly-wide nostrils, and a triple chin that folded over on itself. He was maybe 5'5" tall, and was overweight by I would estimate at least 60 pounds or more. I know, because I was staring at his fat ass as I was following him all the way up the stairs and into our bedroom.

The reason why I was in shock was mostly because I never thought in ...