HUSBAND'S BOSS - PT 4 - SON'S TURN AFTER NIGHT OUT WITH BEN - Sex Stories

HUSBAND'S BOSS - PT 4 - SON'S TURN AFTER NIGHT OUT WITH BEN

It had been a little less than a week since my son discovered that I was fucking my husband’s boss.

It had been an interesting week since that revelation: My son, Shane, had blackmailed me into servicing all of his morning woods; giving him daily blowjobs – usually several per day; and multiple fuck sessions whenever he wanted. He also required me to remain nude whenever he was home while his father was traveling for business. This way he could watch my big d-cup tits bounce all over the place whenever I moved around the house. This allowed him easy access to them whenever he was close enough to grab, squeeze and pinch them. It also gave him free access to the rest of my body so he could more easily fuck me whenever the mood struck him.

The other part of our blackmail deal was that I could continue fucking Ben, my husband’s boss, periodically while my husband was traveling on business trips, and Shane wouldn’t squeal on me. I was a bit surprised, but definitely pleased, by this part of the agreement because Ben’s cock was 11 massive inches, and I missed it whenever I couldn’t have it inside me for long periods.

Shane planned to be home with me for about four more days before returning to college for his final semester. After servicing Shane’s 9” cock and his every sex need for the past several days, the day arrived when I was going to see Ben for the first time since Shane caught me fucking him in our family room.

Shane was out with friends when Ben came by to ...

... pick me up for dinner. I had dressed in a thin, form fitting sundress with an elastic upper half, held up (somewhat precariously) with spaghetti shoulder straps. This dress showed off my big boobs beautifully, and – since it was impossible to wear a bra with this dress – allowed them to bounce and jiggle as I walked and moved about. Wearing outfits like this always got me plenty of attention from men (and women), which – in turn – got me horny and made my nipples hard so that they were even more obvious through the thin dress material. That night was no different.

I climbed into Ben’s car when he arrived and – as usual – his hands went immediately to my tits, and my hands immediately unzipped his fly to free his 11” monster cock. After some deep, tongue-filled kisses, Ben started the car and began driving – his right arm around my shoulders, his right hand playing with my tits and nipples inside my dress, and my left hand gently stroking and fondling his huge, semi-hard prick.

We drove to our favorite Italian restaurant where we could sit near the back, somewhat obscured from the rest of the room. This worked for us because the tables had long white tablecloths and it allowed us to continue our fondling and stroking whenever our waiter wasn’t at our table.

On that night, we enjoyed the pre-dinner teasing in the car, then composed ourselves, put everything away, and fixed our clothes before getting out of the car and walking into the restaurant. We sat next to each other ...