Cheat on Me: A Hotwife Novel
Page 8
“So what?” she asked. “Is that so bad?”
I leaned in and kissed her again. A quick kiss as I slipped my hands in her thong and pressed my fingers along the edge of her pussy. A pussy that was sticky and so wet. Way more wet than she’d ever been before.
It was that moment that I realized what I was feeling. That wasn’t the feeling of my wife’s arousal. No, that was the feeling of my wife’s arousal mixed with the come from a man who blew a load inside her earlier in the day.
Now I was the one pulling away from her. She’d kept up that dancing with her fingers and that coupled with the realization that she’d actually done it, she’d actually gone through with fucking another man, was almost enough to get me to blow my load in my pants.
I didn’t want that. Not when the fun was just starting. Not when I was just beginning to get to the bottom of what she’d been up to out at the office earlier.
“I can feel his load inside you,” I whispered. She moaned again. This time it was like an inhuman moan. Like she was some creature from another world reaching out and feeling pleasure on the tips of my fingers.
Hell, I was getting a hell of a feeling pressing my fingers inside her and knowing that there was a mix of her and another man in there. I’d thought about this so many times, dreamed about it, but there was nothing like actually being there and feeling her insides knowing they were coated with another man’s sticky come. Talk about a fucking turn on!
“I was a bad girl tonight, but it was so fun,” she gasped.
I couldn’t take it any more. I needed her. Now. I wasn’t going to be able to wait any longer. There was something about knowing another man’s sperm was swimming around inside my wife, knowing that she’d committed the ultimate taboo tonight and gone through with this fantasy, that drove me nuts.
And I knew in that moment that if I didn’t go ahead and blow a load inside my wife now then I was going to blow a load inside my pants. I knew what I’d rather be fucking tonight, thank you very much.
I pulled my fingers out of her and she gasped in disappointment. She actually shimmied towards me just a little on the bed as though trying to get closer. Trying to get my fingers inside her again.
Well something was going to be inside her, but it sure as fuck wasn’t my fingers. No, there wasn’t a chance in hell I was wasting this experience on my fingers. Not when I could be fucking her. Mixing my come with Aiden’s.
God that was a dizzying thought. There was another man’s come inside her. She’d done it. She’d fucked another man. That simple fact ran through my head on repeat. It was like a lightning bolt from the skies.
I quickly pulled my belt off and in a flash I’d pulled my pants down. I was so frantic to get inside my wife that I didn’t even bother to pull them down all the way. I rolled on top of her and in a flash I was buried deep inside her.
Even burying myself inside my wife felt different from before. I was familiar with every inch of her body, and I was particularly familiar with how it felt to slide my cock deep inside her body, but now it felt different.
There was the familiar grasping sensation as the velvet walls of her pussy wrapped around me, but it was wetter than usual. As though she was more turned on tonight.
As though there was something else in there providing some extra lubrication.
Yeah, that was a pretty fucking dizzying thought. I started thrusting inside her. Watched her tits bounce. Looked down to that window into her cleavage and licked my lips as my fucking caused one of her nipples to pop out of the thing.
“He fucked me just like this,” she whined, grasping at the bed and pulling up the sheets in her pleasure. “He bent me over his desk and he was plowing inside me. He filled me with his cock and I screamed his name in the middle of the floor. Anyone could have heard us.”
I couldn’t take it. The evidence that she’d fucked another guy was hot enough, but hearing her admit it while I was fucking her, while I was feeling his come deep inside her, was too much.
“You naughty girl,” I said.
It was all I could think to say. It perfectly described what she’d done tonight. What I hoped she would do again in the near future. Maybe not with Aiden, but certainly with someone.
And with that I buried myself inside her and exploded. That seemed to send her over the edge, it looked like I wasn’t the only person operating on a hair trigger today, and her pussy clamped down on my cock as she let out a scream of her own. As her screams rang out loud enough that the neighbors on the other side of the wall started pounding to get us to quiet down.
Wow. That hadn’t happened in awhile. I put a hand up to cover her mouth and there was a twinkle in her eyes. Like she knew exactly what she was doing and she was having a hell of a time doing it. I guess fucking her boss wasn’t enough for my naughty little slut.
She had to let the whole world know how good she had it. Fuck yeah.
The orgasm that hit me knowing another man had fucked her was so intense that it nearly caused me to black out. I went lightheaded and the next moment I was on my side next to her. Damn. That had been so intense that I really had blacked out for a moment.
Denise propped herself up on one elbow and looked down at me with obvious concern.
“You okay honey? Was that too much for you?”
I stared up at the ceiling. Took a couple of deep breaths to remind myself that I was actually still alive. That this whole thing wasn’t some dream that I was going to wake up from.
But no, of course it wasn’t a dream. The bed felt real under me. Denise was so warm and so real next to me. My beautiful wife. My beautiful not-so-innocent wife who’d fucked another man. Who’d let another man fill her with his cock and blow a load inside her.
Fuck.
“That was pretty fucking amazing,” I said.
Denise bit her lip. “So you really liked this? You’re not mad that I went through with the fantasy?”
“No I’m not mad that you went through with the fantasy!” I said. “That was the most incredible thing I think I’ve ever felt. I can’t wait to do it again.”
“You’re serious? You want to keep doing this?”
“Of course I’m serious,” I said. “I mean we’ll probably have to have some ground rules. I’d like to have a say in who you go out and fuck and I’d like to watch sometime, but fuck yeah we’re doing this again.”
Denise grinned and it seemed like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. Maybe she thought I was going to be pissed off even after all the times I’d told her there wasn’t a chance anything she did regarding this fantasy would make me mad.
“I’m glad to hear you say that,” she said. “Because Aiden was already talking about some of the deals we could get if I was willing to…”
She trailed off and I arched an eyebrow. Sure I’d entertained the idea of her having a little fun without me on a business trip, but I’d never known it was actually a possibility.
I’d certainly never known there was the option of her boss basically pimping out my wife to seal the deal on one of their contracts. Sure she’d complained about other girls in the office doing it and that had caused no small amount of fantasizing on my part, but I never thought she’d go through with that.
She’d been so down on the idea that I hadn’t thought she’d go through with it even when I told her I was interested in her fucking other guys.
Now, though? It seemed the sky was the limit. And I couldn’t wait to see where this took us next. This little taste of the fantasy had been nice, but it was just a taste. There was so much more for us to explore.
“Oh I think that would be just fine,” I said. “So when were you thinking of starting?”
Denise bit her lip again. A sure sign she was thinking of something. A sure sign she already had someone in mind. I grinned.
Yeah, this is what I was talking about. Already my cock was getting hard thinking about what she was about to tell me.
10
Denise
Yeah, I had this.
I was dressed to kill, for one. I had on a pencil skirt that definitely wasn’t workplace appropriate, but we weren’t having this meeting at our office so I guess it didn’t matter if it wasn’t workplace appropriate.
Up top was a simple button up white blouse with short sleeves. I’d done my hair up so that it looked perfect. Like I was getting ready for a night out on the town. I also had on heels that provided a nice little accent to my ass thank you very much.
Of course that wasn’t the topper. A white blouse might have been boring, but I had on a bright purple bra underneath that would leave no doubt to the men in the room exactly what was going on under my shirt.
Craig had helped me pick the thing out, and Aiden had given his seal of approval when I walked into his office and took off my jacket.
A jacket I wasn’t wearing for this meeting. After all, I didn’t want to cover up for this meeting. I wanted them all to stare at me and fantasize about what they wanted.
What they were going to get if things went well, but I wasn’t going to tell them that. Let them stew in their anticipation for a moment. I was sure that under the table there were a couple of hard cocks.
Aiden gave ma thumbs up from the back of the room on the other side of the conference table. I smiled but didn’t blush.
Now I had it coming from two directions. Craig had been impossible to get off me this morning as he talked about how hot I was and how he couldn’t believe I was actually going to do this, as though it should be a surprise to him now that I’d been fucking Aiden at least once a week then coming home and telling him all about it.
Aiden had turned out to be almost as insatiable though. Every time I walked through the door to work he was all over me. He’d called me into his office first thing in the morning a couple of times, and each time he had the blinds on his office down and drawn.
It was almost embarrassing. Everyone in the office knew what it meant that he had the blinds down and drawn. It meant that he was doing something that he didn’t want the rest of the floor knowing about.
Which meant that everyone on the sales floor knew he was calling me in there so he could run his hands all over me and tell me how sexy I was. Tell me what he was going to do to me that day. Tell me all about how my husband didn’t know what he was doing by letting me be with another man, with a real man.
And of course going home that night and telling Craig all about how Aiden was going on about me being with a real man was always enough to inspire one hell of a fuck session on the flip side.
Yeah, I was getting it from both ends. I was getting so much of it that it was almost too much.
Almost. Because what girl could possibly look at two sexy guys wanting her and get tired of that? Sure I was a little sore, but it was so worth it to have these two incredibly sexy men basically worshipping my body and telling me how much they wanted me.
Yeah, there were worse problems to have.
Of course right now there were other problems too. Like the fact that there were three men staring up at me. There was Aiden, my sexy boss who I already knew was so fucking hot for me. Then there were the other two guys. Two guys who’d stared at me as though I was a piece of meat every time I walked into a meeting. Two guys who devoured me with their eyes and were clear that they wanted nothing more than to fuck me to within an inch of my life.
I’d been turned on before watching them watching me. Knowing how much they needed me. I guess it had always turned me on at some level knowing there were guys who were into that sort of thing. Knowing that I had that sort of power over them.
That was nothing compared to how turned on I felt now though. Because this time around both Aiden and I knew there was something else going on here. We both knew that this was going to be the time I finally took things too far in order to get a sale.
I felt like such a slut, but I couldn’t help myself. I was already dripping wet feeling their eyes all over me. I was in their territory now.
I looked down at the laptop set up in front of me. I didn’t even have a presentation ready to go. What was the point of having a presentation ready to go when I knew there wasn’t going to be any presenting?
No, I knew coming into this meeting that the only presenting was going to be me presenting myself to these men and letting them have their way with me. I shivered thinking about it. I looked up at them again and licked my lips.
And in that moment I felt a profound sense of confidence washing over me. Three men in the room, and they would all be putty in my hands by the end of this. They might think they were sexy studs or something getting the good married sales girl to submit to them, but I knew the truth. I was the one with the real power over them.
Hell, I was the one with the real power in the marriage. Craig might be going on about how he was sharing me, about how hot it was that I was out here fucking around with other guys, but I think on some level we both knew that without me this wasn’t happening.
And it had made for one hell of a change for the better in our marriage, let me tell you!
“Good morning gentlemen,” I said, putting a hand over my flat stomach and trying to calm the butterflies that threatened to overwhelm me there. “So glad you could make some time for us.”
“We’ll always make time for you,” the older one, Mr. Anderson, said.
Mr. Anderson. I guess he was the sort of guy you’d call a silver fox. An older guy with white hair, but he was fucking built. He was like a walking example of the idea that men could be sexy no matter what age they were. Sure he might have a few wrinkles, but they only added dignity and made him even sexier.
Not to mention his body! It was pretty fucking obvious from looking at him that he spent plenty of time keeping himself in shape. As rich as he was he probably had to do that to keep up with the line of girls who were no doubt running out his door to keep up with him.
“So what do you have to show us today?” the other one asked.
I turned to Jeff. I had a hard time thinking of him as Mr. Thomas even though that’s what I was supposed to be calling him. After all, the guy was only a few years older than me. Sure he was doing pretty well for himself, partially because he was the owner’s son, but he was also sexy on top of all that.
Sexy in a different way from Mr. Anderson, of course. He was young and he carried himself with the cocky confidence of a young guy who knew he was the master of everything he saw.
When he looked at me it became pretty fucking obvious that he really wanted to be the master of me. I shivered under that look. He didn’t bother to hide the fact that he was hot for me. That he wanted me.
No, that he desperately needed me.
When Mr. Anderson looked at me it was with the calm and appraising look of a man who’d been with many women before. He was obviously looking me over and wondering what I would be like in bed. How I would stack up compared to other women he’d been with over the years.
When Jeff looked at me it was with the hunger of a young man. It was with the burning desire of a young man who saw something he had to have. It was two different ways of looking at the world from two men who were at the beginning and end of their careers and it made my knees wobble thinking of it.
I looked to Aiden. He smiled and winked at me. He knew exactly what was going on here. I wondered how many times he’d done this with other girls from the office. It was pretty fucking obvious that this was a regular thing for him.
That I was just the latest in a long line of women he’d used in sales meetings like this.
Yeah, everything about this was hot. Everyone in this room thought they were going to use me for their pleasure. Not a one of them ever stopped to think that maybe it was the other way around, but that was just fine with me.
Men, they were always th
e same no matter what.
“So I was going to come in here today and tell you all about how our platform could drive sales to your business, but I don’t think any of us give a fuck about any of that, right?” I asked.
There was a confused look from Jeff to Mr. Anderson. Well then. Maybe they were expecting me to come in here with a real presentation. For a moment I felt a rush of panic and hoped I hadn’t completely fucked this up and misread the situation, but there was something about the way Aiden smiled and nodded at me from the back of the room that calmed me down.
He’d done this plenty of times. Explained it to me on the ride over here. We were fine. All I had to do was continue acting like the confident woman I was. All I had to do was keep acting like I was the one in control in this room.
Which I was, of course.
And it was time to show off some of that confidence. Let them know what was going down today.
Hopefully I’d be the one going down in a little while.
I reached up and undid the top button on my blouse. Of course they could already see what I had on under because I’d been sure to wear something that was see through with a brightly colored bra that showed off everything.
They probably thought they were getting an eyeful because I didn’t know what I was doing when I got dressed in the morning. Well they were about to learn just how wrong they were.
“I don’t give a fuck about this account and I don’t think you boys do either,” I said.
I had their undivided attention now. Both Jef and Mr. Anderson were staring at that spot where my hand was slowly undoing another button. I looked down at that and then back up to them. Bit my lip.
“Oops. It looks like I’m having some trouble here with my blouse,” I said. “Maybe one of you boys could help me with this?”
Jeff and Mr. Anderson looked at each other again. There was a touch of disbelief there. Yeah, they weren’t expecting something like this, but it’s what they were getting. They both licked their lips in anticipation.