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cuckolded by my wife's boss

... were naked almost to the top of her thighs. I said nothing, nor did she, but her wicked smile spoke volumes. I wanted her so much to separate her knees, but she didn’t. John reappeared from the bathroom, glanced at me, then walked over to the bed. He pushed her backwards, leaned over and kissed her full on the mouth. But as she fell she could not help her knees separating, and it was evident that she had removed her panties when she first went back to the room. I had a full view of a lovely mound of red hair. I didn’t move a muscle, just enjoying the vision that was before my eyes. I could have joined in but decided to sit for a while. John pulled his head back from her, and started to undo the buttons of her dress. I thought how impetuous he was, how much of a hurry, but then as you get older you learn to take your time. He struggled to undo them all, but finally succeeded and pulled the garment aside. She had a black bra on, but helped him by swiftly pulling the clasp open. Her beautiful firm tits emerged, topped by swollen nipples the size of g****s. She was exciting and excited. He slipped off the bed to the side and she kneeled up, fondling her breasts and grinning from ear to ear. I thought about you, Sam, at that moment, wondering if you were the luckiest or the unluckiest guy on earth. Suddenly John said ‘We want you to dance, bitch. Get on the floor and dance for us.’ He turned on a radio on the bedside table, then sat on the floor at the side of my chair, both of us ...

... still in our tuxedos, dressed for an evening out, facing this erotic red-haired vision of womanhood. She slowly climbed down into the space between us and the bed and started to gyrate. She oozed sex, and I was starting to react. A small patch of wet appeared on my pants and I felt constricted as my erection took shape. I looked down, and John was stroking himself through his clothes. She knew exactly how to tease two horny males, and I wondered how often she had done this before. Maybe you know the answer to that, Sam, but I doubt it. I should think she has cuckolded you often, either with your knowledge or in secret. Were you at home now, I wondered, fantasising about your gorgeous wife’s body being ravished by some unknown guy or guys. After dancing for a while she gradually came closer, and sat on my lap as I stretched out on the chair. Her legs were astride my right leg, and through my pants I could feel the soft bush as she manoeuvred into place. Her pelvis pushed against my cock, which was now obviously straining against the material. She leaned forwards, and pressed her tits against my face. ‘Don’t you fancy me?’ she whispered. ‘Don’t be ridiculous’ I answered ‘It’s just that I get a kick out of watching. I only brought John along so that the two of you could entertain me first.’ She laughed, and moved her breasts and her legs against me. I held her back a fraction and took her right nipple in my mouth and sucked. She leaned her head back and murmured ‘Oh yes, that’s ...