My Wife Makes Me Her Cuckold ch 1 - Sex Stories

My Wife Makes Me Her Cuckold ch 1

... brought in, some were attractive with little skill. Some quite skilled but not very attractive. Looking back, perhaps my life would have taken a different turn had Nancy chosen the later. Then one afternoon, I came in the office to find Nancy explaining procedures to an absolutely stunning young woman. Carrie was a cute little blonde, maybe 26 or so, with brown eyes and a nice body. I tried to act disinterested but I was hoping Nancy was going to say this one is a keeper! As luck would have it, Nancy was pleased with her skills and I was absolutely delighted at the new office scenery. We gave Nancy a going away party with the workers I employ and then it was down to business. Carrie was very matter of fact for the first several weeks as I tried to lighten the conversation up between us. Eventually she became much more open with me and less guarded as I gave her more and more freedom around the office to take care of personal errands. I would compliment her on her outfits, particularly those which might be a little more casual or revealing than the clothes she wore when Nancy was supervising her. Pretty soon she was wearing shorter skirts and tops which displayed her gorgeous chest and hot young body. I tried hard to be good at the office but I suppose my subtle signs of encouragement to Carrie was my own downfall. Soon she was walking around the office barefoot, showing off her toned legs, and wearing revealing tops that did little to hide her ample breasts. My workers also ...

... took notice and I often overheard some of their conversations when I was out on the sites as they discussed the hot chick back at the boss's office. Carrie had been with me for about eight months when I asked if she could attend a Builder's Compliance Conference with me where we would be introduced to some of the new regulations being enf***ed in the industry. It was on this conference that I took the step that would seal my fate. The two of us had a nice dinner after the last session, before heading to the bar for a couple more cocktails. I could tell Carrie was feeling no pain as she sipped on her drinks, her brown eyes dazzling me, as I contemplated my next move. I offered to walk her back to the room and as she started to open the door, I softly said her name. When she turned and looked up at me, I locked my eyes on hers and lowered my head down, placing my lips on hers. We stood in the hallway and kissed before I pushed open her door and moved us quickly inside. My hands moved to her slender waist and then slid under her shirt, touching her skin for the first time as I felt her push harder into my body. I knew then she wanted me as much as I wanted her as I let my hand slide down over her delectable ass, squeezing it, as we both began undressing at a maddening pace. She was every bit as good in bed as I imagined and we spent most of the next day making love rather than attending the sessions that we had registered. From that point on, our relationship changed and we often ...