by Lexi Archer
Well maybe it wasn’t an innocent game, but it had all started out as what felt like a game. A naughty game, if you will, and now it was all coming crashing down around me with the kind of real-world consequences I never would’ve anticipated.
Sure I knew it was always a danger doing this at work. That I could get in serious trouble. Only I’d convinced myself it wasn’t a big deal. That I wasn’t going to get in too much trouble. That we wouldn’t get caught.
And now, like all people who wound up getting caught, I found myself backpedaling and freaking out and wondering what the hell I could do to get out of this. Though as I looked at my boss I had a pretty good idea of what he had in mind, and more of those thoughts of him at one end and Peter at the other started filling my mind.
It was as though indulging in this fantasy with my husband had opened the floodgates, and now all I could think about was fucking other men. Which seemed dangerous, but I was also so turned on that it’s not like I wasn’t going to go along with it.
“So are you saying you want to join in on the fun?” I asked.
My boss blinked. He seemed genuinely surprised.
I walked over to him, and I reached down and grabbed his cock. Of course he was rock hard. There was never any doubt in my mind that he wouldn’t be rock hard. His eyes went even wider.
I wasn’t sure what he was expecting, but I was going to take command of this situation. I wasn’t going to let him get the upper hand. I wasn’t going to let him ruin my fun.
I was sure if my husband liked the idea of me getting with one man, well he’d really love the idea of me getting with two men. And who knew? Maybe I’d be able to get something out of this. Maybe…
Well I wasn’t sure what was going to come of this, but I did know I was the one who held all the power here. My boss might be acting like he was the one with all the power, but I was the one who decided whether or not he was going to get with me.
“Oh my,” I said. “It certainly does seem like somebody is happy to see me. Don’t you know that’s the kind of thing that could get you in serious trouble with HR?”
My boss swallowed. He suddenly seemed like he didn’t like where he was. He glanced between me and Peter, and it looked like he suddenly was in the mood to be anywhere but here.
“I don’t know that it’s like that,” he said. “It’s just that…”
“But it’s exactly like that, isn’t it?” I asked. “You came in here thinking you’re going to catch me. That you were going to be the big man. That maybe you were going to interrupt whatever it was we were doing, or maybe you had some idea about getting in on this as well.”
“I didn’t…”
“But you totally did,” I said.
It was so delicious watching him getting so flustered. Clearly whatever he’d been thinking when he came over here, this wasn’t how he saw it working out.
“I would never…”
“You stayed late getting all hot and bothered thinking maybe you’d find us doing something naughty. I’ve seen the way you look at me. I know what you think.”
“You do?” he said, licking his lips and sounding like he didn’t know what the hell to do with this.
“Of course,” I said. “What kind of idiot do you think I am? I’d have to be blind to not see the way you look at me!”
“It actually is pretty obvious,” Peter said. “Like it’s funny. You look at her and…”
“Like you’re one to talk,” my boss snapped at him.
“Come on boys,” I said, reaching out to touch Peter’s cock as well. I smiled and looked between the two of them. I figured there was nothing to do but have a little bit of fun. “I’d hate to think the two of you would fight over little old me. Especially when there’s plenty of me to go around.”
That seemed to finally get their attention. Their eyes both went wide, and they stared at me like they weren’t sure what the hell was going on here. But I was sure exactly what the hell was going on here. They might not realize what was happening tonight, but I was going to have both of them before this was over.
So I got down on my knees between the two of them, and I fumbled first with my boss’s pants. He stared down at me in shock as I pulled his pants down and his cock sprang free.
It wasn’t anything to write home about, definitely not as big as Peter’s, but it was still a nice cock. The kind I wouldn’t mind having a taste of, so I did exactly that. I leaned forward and opened my mouth, feeling his cock sliding into the back of my throat.
I let out a moan as I did it. Because God did this feel so good. It was so naughty. I was breaking all kinds of workplace rules here, not to mention putting my career on the line, but I didn’t think my boss was going to complain about any of this.
No, his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he seemed to be having trouble staying up on his feet.
Whatever.
I felt powerful. I was fulfilling a fantasy for him, sure, but I was also doing one hell of a bit of fantasy fulfillment for myself. I was the one with the power. I was the one calling the shots. Knowing that he was getting ridiculously turned on getting with a woman who he probably thought he didn’t have a chance with was feeding into me and filling me with an incredible desire that was unlike anything I’d ever felt before.
I was getting a hell of a thrill from getting with this guy who wouldn’t have a chance with me otherwise. Though, come to think of it, that’s probably the kind of thing that would’ve gotten Clint all hot and bothered too.
Whatever. That was something to think about later. Right now I wanted to concentrate on his cock in my mouth as his cock head pressed against the back of my throat.
It wasn’t much trouble to deep throat him, and a moment later my nose was pressing against his pubic hair.
I held myself there. I squeezed my throat around his dick, and he let out a groan. We’re talking it was the kind of groan that was so primal that I thought he might be on the verge of losing it. That he might be on the verge of actually blowing a load in the back of my throat, for all that I’d only put my mouth down around his cock once.
Damn. He was getting turned on!
It might be fun to feel that sense of power over him, but I didn’t want to ruin the fun so early. Not when there was still so much fun for us to have together. So I pulled off of his cock, kissing the head one final time, and he looked disappointed as he stood there with his cock hanging in the breeze.
It was a funny sort of situation. We’re talking this would’ve resulted in both of us getting fired if anyone from the company had any idea what was going on here, but I couldn’t stop myself. I was a woman possessed as I let him have his way with my mouth.
Only there was still Peter to think about. There was still all the fun we were going to have. I looked up at him, and his eyes were darting between me and my boss with clear anticipation. I loved seeing how turned on he was.
It made me want him even more. Again he gave me the sense of power, though oddly it wasn’t quite as powerful with him as it was with my boss. Probably because he knew he had a chance with me. He’d always been so cocky and confident, acting like he’d love nothing more than to get into my pants, and he had gotten into my pants last night, hadn’t he?
I licked my lips as I looked between these two perfect specimens. I wanted them so bad. I needed them so bad. And I knew, deep down, that my husband would want to watch me getting with these men if he could.
It was a damn shame he couldn’t, but then something occurred to me. It was a sneaky idea, something I’d been thinking about throughout the day, and now that they were both in here I was thinking maybe it was time to go through with being just a little sneaky.
I looked to both of them and winked.
“Give me just a minute to get ready here,” I said.
I walked over to my chair and sat down. I looked to my phone. I had a little stand for the thing so I could look at it throughout the day. Which was useful for playing music and things like
that, but it turns out it was going to be useful for more than that today.
I made sure my body was in the way as I initiated a video call with my husband. I had a panicked moment where I worried the sound of the video call might tip them off, and I quickly turned the volume down.
I figured I was doing pretty good for coming up with this plan at the last moment. I’d like to see someone else do better. Finally I thought I saw the call go through, but I didn’t have time to make sure everything was in order.
I just had to hope he was smart enough to be quiet and watch. I mean it’s not like it was going to be a big problem if he decided not to be quiet with the volume turned down, but if he hung up on the call that was tough shit.
I looked at the camera on the back of my phone, licked my lips, and winked as I stood and moved across the cubicle to my boss and Peter, and got ready to have the kind of fun my husband could only dream of.
Only this was becoming so much more real than any dream. This was our reality now, and it was about to get really good!
16
Clint
I frowned as I looked down at my phone. It was a little odd that I’d be getting a video call from Cassie at this time of night. But then my body froze and my cock got rock hard as I thought of exactly what was going on here.
Because there was something interesting going on here tonight. She was working late with Peter. Where “work” is basically her getting it on with him.
My mouth went dry as I realized exactly what was going on here. As I realized she was probably initiating a video call so she could be naughty on camera.
My hand shook as I went to accept the call, wondering what I was going to see on the other end. I wondered if she’d talked to Peter, explained the situation to him, and set this up. I wondered if…
All that wondering went out of my head as I got a good look at what was happening on the other side of the call. Because there was my beautiful wife standing there winking and licking her lips, looking like pure sex.
Her clothes and hair were in disarray. Like she’d been having a little bit of fun. I also thought her lipstick looked smudged, which was odd. Almost like something had happened to smudge that lipstick.
My cock was throbbing now as I stared at my phone. I reached down and started stroking the length of my cock as I wondered what was going on here.
It was clear she’d strategically placed her phone in a spot that had a good view of her cubicle. I could just imagine my perfectionist wife spending part of her day trying to figure out the best possible way to get a good angle of her cubicle without letting someone know that her phone was running.
Only when I saw what was actually going on in her cubicle my breath caught. Because not only was she in there with her coworker, but that was her boss as well. He was looking at her in disbelief, and that wasn’t even the most surprising thing about what was going on there.
No, easily the most surprising thing about what was happening with her boss was his pants down around his ankles, and his cock out for the world to see.
I shook my head. I couldn’t believe it. Talk about things I never thought I’d see.
Not that her boss’s cock was ever at the top of any list of things I wanted to see. In fact it was pretty close to the bottom, only there was something about this situation that made it that much more arousing.
Because no sooner had my wife walked over to them, looking like pure sex in that short skirt with no panties, than she was rubbing her hand over his cock and smiling at both of them.
She pointedly didn’t turn and look at her phone. Which told me she’d probably done her best to hide the fact that her phone was running from both of these men. My breath caught, my mouth suddenly dry, and I wondered what we were getting ourselves into.
I was pretty sure it was illegal to record video like this, but we weren’t exactly recording. I was just watching. Not to mention I didn’t think either of these men would have too many complaints about me watching considering what they were getting from my wife.
So I pushed those worries out of my mind as I watched and enjoyed the scene playing out in front of me.
Cassie had gone above and beyond. She‘d pulled two men, and from the way her boss was looking her up and down he couldn’t believe he was going to enjoy her body.
Though from the way light reflected off of his dick, like it was already wet from something, I also got a pretty good idea that he’d been enjoying my wife already.
She moved her hand over and undid Peter’s pants. She bit her lip as she looked at both of them, and God was she the perfect little sex goddess. My beautiful Cassie. The woman I’d married. She had a ring right there on her finger. We’d taken vows to forsake all others, and now she was getting down on her knees in front of these two men with a cock in either hand as she leaned forward and put Peter’s cock in her mouth.
That almost had me coming in my pants. I had to look away from the screen. Just for a moment, because I didn’t want to miss this, but still. I could scarcely believe this was happening. That this was my wife.
Only as I looked at the screen it definitely was. I almost came as both men reached down and grabbed either side of her tank top, nodded at one another as though they’d come to an understanding, and ripped it down the center as she was exposed to them.
It was a damn shame she was turned away from the camera. Otherwise I might’ve gotten a good look at her tits as they were freed.
I licked my lips, wondering what they were going to do next.
Though it looked like Cassie was the one who was going to take things in hand. She had both of their cocks in her hands, for starters, and she was jerking their shafts. Then she leaned forward and took Peter’s cock into her mouth. She ran her lips up and down the length as she blew him right in front of me.
And I suddenly didn’t care that I wasn’t getting a good look at her tits, because this was a porn performance that went way beyond anything I’d ever anticipated when we started this fantasy.
I went dizzy as all the blood in my body went rushing to the head down below, and I wondered what I’d done in a past life to witness something as incredible as this.
“That’s it baby,” I whispered. “Suck that cock!”
They were both staring down at her tits as she sucked Peter off. It was weird, but watching them watching her tits was almost as intense as the experience of looking at her breasts. Maybe even more intense.
It was fucked up, but I could look at my wife’s breasts whenever I wanted. Looking at other men getting a look at her breasts for the first time was a completely novel and new experience. It wasn’t the kind of thing I could just do whenever.
Well we could probably do it whenever by going out to a bar or something and having her show off, or maybe we could do something online which brought up all sorts of interesting possibilities in my mind, but the point was I was getting off watching them watching her.
She stared up at them as she pulled off of Peter’s dick, her hands moving back to their cocks and starting to jerk them, and she seemed very turned on as she spoke.
“So which of you boys gets the front, and which of you gets the back?” she asked, licking her lips as she stared up at them with a twinkle in her eye.
At least I could imagine the twinkle in her eye. She was facing away from me at an angle where I couldn’t actually get a good look at her eyes, but still.
My cock jumped in my pants as she said it.
And she didn’t have to ask them twice. No, they both started scrambling to get their clothes off, as though they were jockeying for position.
It was the old man versus the young man. The boss versus the employee. Both of them were in a competition to see which one of them was going to get first crack at my wife. Who was going to be the first cock to slide into her pussy for the first time since she’d been married.
It was a thought that sent a shiver running through me. It was a thought that had my cock throbbing and it had me nearly
coming in my pants. It was a thought that made me giddy, even as it also had waves of jealousy washing through me.
It was a thought that made me wonder exactly how long it would take me to get down there to that office building so I could beat the ever living shit out of both of these men who thought they could get with my wife. It was a thought that had me wanting to stay right here in my house sitting on the couch so I could catch every moment of this.
The scramble was over soon enough. Cassie looked up at them giggling like she loved the idea of these two men in competition to be the first to get their clothes off. Though I had a pretty good idea that Peter was going to be the ultimate winner of this competition.
She might get off on the thought of her boss getting all turned on, but this whole thing had been about her coworker first and foremost. She wanted him. Not the silver fox who’d suddenly entered the arena.
“My my boys,” she said, turning and winking at the camera. Which was a dangerous move, but it also let me know she was still thinking of me sitting here watching this and getting oh so turned on.
She looked like a goddess there on her knees between them, her tank top down at her sides.
Then she stood. She kept the skirt on. I knew she wasn’t wearing any panties. That’d been one of the finishing touches we’d put on this morning. It’d been a sensual and erotic experience feeling her panties moving down her ass and down her legs.
She’d gone wide-eyed in surprise as she watched me pulling them off, but then she’d smiled a sexy little smile because she knew exactly what I was doing.
I think that had been one of the most erotically charged moments of our marriage, and that was saying something considering some of the sexually charged moments we’d shared over the years!
“I think you’re the good boy who’s been flirting with me forever,” she said, turning to Peter. Then she turned to her boss and wagged a finger at him. “And you’re the naughty boy tried to catch me in something! I can’t believe you!”