Her Husband's Boss - Sex Stories

Her Husband's Boss

... dirty bar, did you?” Slater laid the front of the dress open, exposing the sexy, delicate bra beneath as he continued giving the woman gentle, four inch fuck strokes, When she felt the man reaching behind her, obviously in search of a clasp to loosen the bra, Jessica interrupted him. “No, sweetie,” she cooed, using with irony the term he had used do often with her, but imagining that the irony went over his head. “This one opens from the front.” With that she brought her fingers quickly to the small strap connecting the twin cups of the bra and undid a tiny clasp that was there. This separated the cups, but they remained in place. Slater eagerly finished the job of laying the bra open, exposing the firm, exquisite breasts of his subordinate’s hot young wife. For many years Jessica had thought her breasts were too small. She was delighted when she gave birth to her son and her tits swelled with milk that her baby readily sucked from her. In fact, she breast fed her child for longer than what was probably considered “normal”. It was her husband who day suggested that perhaps the boy was too old to nurse. Since then, she had come to accept the fact that, while not particularly large, her breasts were quite perfect in every other way. Slater seemed to think so, too. He began massaging them, delicately at first, and then with decidedly more roughness. Jessica moaned as he did this, aware that her nipples were hardening against his unrelenting fingers. She was also keenly aware ...

... that he had given her an additional two inches of his penis. She emphatically fucked back against him and this time was able to draw even more of his dick into her. Feeling that, Slater decided that the time had come to shove everything he had into the woman’s sopping cunt. Jessica cried out as she felt her cervix being struck with repeated blows as he thrust in and out of her with unmitigated abandon, the heels of her shoes digging into the man’s ass as it cycled up and down in lightning fast fashion. After a length of time that she could not measure, during which the roughness with which she was being fucked did not wane, Jessica felt the wave coming once again. Only this time her climax was more of a tsunami than a just a wave, a tsunami caused by an earthquake epi-centered in her loins. She cried and whimpered and scratched the man’s back and kicked her feet in the air. Slater ceased his thrusts with his hard penis planted deep within her and watched her as he allowed her to cum squirming and wiggling up and down on the entire length of his cock. When she was finished and sagged back into the mattress, spent and exhausted, Slater resumed fucking her, only more gently this time. Jessica, though in a near stupor, was astonished as she realized that he was still doing her. She could not believe such staying power. Her husband could not last this long. Not even close. Thoughts of husband again! Yes, I’m bad, but this is good! Jessica was a rag doll now beneath Slater as he ...