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cuckolded by my wife's boss

... better.’ As this went on I hadn’t noticed that John had stripped his clothes off and was now standing behind her, coaxing his cock. I grinned at him and watched for a moment, only slightly envious at the fact that he was bigger than me, but I reckoned that mine was thicker and had more experience! I thought it amusing that this guy, my number two, was relaxed about standing naked in front of me when we’d only ever seen each other dressed in work suits! I knew his wife too a little, and imagined the two of them in bed. Maybe one day I should make a play for her. He walked forward and pressed himself against her back, cupping her tits in his hands. She clasped her own hands above her head to allow him total access. But I was looking ridiculous now, still fully dressed, so I told him to lift her onto the bed. Her picked her up easily and walked over, lowering her gently onto the sheets. She looked up at him as he stood there, then stretched out an arm and grasped his swollen cock. He let her play. I stood up to see better, and started to remove my evening wear, jacket and tie, shirt, then shoes and socks, and finally my underpants, carefully stretching them over my extension. I held myself firmly and moved over so that she could see clearly. I was at the other side of the bed from John, and so out of her reach, so I knelt on the bed allowing her to take me into her other hand. She stroked the two of us rhythmically, expertly. I’m sure you’re aware, Sam, that your wife appears ...

... to be very experienced in these activities. We let her continue for a while, and from time to time she turned and took one or other of us into her mouth. I stroked her tits and her belly, and when she turned towards John I leaned forward and stroked her pussy, noticing the wetness that was already there. I looked across and said to him ‘This slut is ready to be fucked. Do you want to go first or shall I?’ He shrugged and said ‘You’re the boss!’. So I told him he could be first, and moved away to my chair. I stretched back with my legs apart and my swollen manhood in my hand, and watched as he climbed off and moved round to her feet. He stroked for a moment, then laid on her and entered, her legs pulled up, and perfectly set up for my hungry eyes. As he rose and fell on her trembling body, it struck me that he was a novice. I wondered why I’d invited him to join me; I could have found someone else who was a bit more exciting. I made a note to make a pass for his wife – if this was the best he could do, I could certainly make her life more interesting. Maybe I should offer him a rise! He continued to saw away at her, and I could see that she wasn’t so involved. Eventually he pulled out and shot his juices over her pussy and belly. I laughed. I walked over, and suggested he move. He rolled off and went to the chair I’d just vacated. I looked at her, showing her my cock. She smiled and stroked her thigh. I knelt between her legs and licked the place where her hand had just been. ...