Helen and David submit to her workmate
My wife, and I are in our late 40s and we married in our early 20s and started a family straight away. The kids have now completed their college courses and live away from home. Both of us are followers rather than leaders and have not progressed very far career wise. I think Helen may be suffering a bit of "empty nest" syndrome as she has been very restless lately. She had low paid part time work before to give her more time and energy for our two children. More recently she applied for and got a new full time job. She is enjoying the challenge but needed to learn quickly and she has been bringing her work home to help get up to speed. Her mentor at work, Alan is clearly doing all he can to help this process. I am not really the jealous type but noticed she mentioned Alan's name quite a lot when telling me about her work. He is a few years older than us and it is obvious he has made a deep impression on Helen.
We had built up quite a lot of debt helping the kids through college so I encouraged Helen to see if it was possible to find a scam at her work to help pay off what we owed. This appeared very easy as security at the firm was rather lax. Easy that is until Alan caught her red handed. Helen came home one night looking ashamed and explained that she had pleaded with him to keep it a secret if she stopped immediately. He told her he would agree provided she agreed to do what he wanted. Helen told me she had agreed almost immediately. I realised from her demeanour that the prospect of submitting to Alan excited her. To my surprise I found the idea arousing too. He said she had behaved like a naughty girl and he would make her work late the following Wednesday night when she would receive a bare bottom spanking. He said he would film the spanking and give her a copy of the film to show to me.
"He was always ordering me around in the office, getting me to do menial jobs like make the coffee", Helen said blushing. "I enjoyed it—it was a sexual thrill"
"I noticed him looking at my legs and cleavage" she said. "I began to wear lower cut tops and shorter skirts to give him more to see". "Are you angry with me David?"
Perhaps I should have been but for answer I took her in my arms and kissed her hard on the lips. We exchanged tongues and began to frantically strip our clothes off. I bent her over the arm of the sofa and plunged my hard cock up to the hilt in her wet and willing cunt. Helen is usually quiet when we fuck but this time she was the opposite squealing and moaning with gusto telling me to fuck her harder. We both agreed it had been our best fuck ever.
I was beginning to believe we might have got away with our stupid attempt at theft but feared Alan could still change his mind. I suggested Helen go out and buy a few more revealing tops and even shorter skirts and allow him glimpses up her skirt and down her cleavage. Helen was all in favour. We fucked every night over the next week and Helen told me she was masturbating in the toilets at work thinking about Wednesday night.
On the morning of the spanking Helen said as we kissed goodbye,
"Will you be mad if he fucks me tonight?"
"Do you want him to?" (knowing full well what her answer would be)
"Well—yes I do. I've never felt so turned on by anyone in the whole of my life".
I wasn't sure if I'd wanted such a full answer and Helen said she was sorry after noticing the look on my face.
Yes, it was humiliating to hear but I found my cock stiffening.
I told her I was looking forward to seeing the film of her first venture into adultery.
On Wednesday, Alan cornered her at the lunch break to privately ask her about their assignation.
As usual he was forceful with his questions. She blushed with shame but explained she had been masturbating about it. She said she and David had greatly increased their love making.
"I may decide to impose limits on that kind of thing. Please use the Anglo-Saxon words in future. Now-- what were you and David doing?
.....Quickly, answer me, slut"
"We-We were fucking sir"
"Good. Well I hope tonight comes up to expectations. I hope you realise you've been flashing your yellow panties at me for most of the morning."
"Yes sir" she answered guiltily.
"Take them off—I expect they're soaking aren't they?"
Helen removed her panties. "Yes sir".
"You can sit at your desk without them all afternoon. And I don't want any other members of staff catching sight of your hairy cunt. Next time I want it freshly shaved."
"David can help you with that can't he?"
Helen smiled. "Yes sir, thank you sir." She informed me later she was pleased that there would be a next time.
That evening he waited until all the other staff had gone then, after switching on the video camera he made her bend over his knee. He took his time pulling her skirt back over her back slowly and deliberately. Helen said she was trembling all over. She has a big bottom but it is in nice proportion to her large breasts.
"This is what happens to naughty girls."
He began to slowly and systematically slap her bottom making sure he spread the slaps over all the areas of both cheeks until they became red (I could see this plainly on film later).
Helen had not been spanked for some years but the pain and the warm feeling was having it's usual effect. She was very close to orgasm.
"Have you had enough?"
Her reply was inaudible.
"Speak up, slut."
"More please, harder, sir" She whispered. "Then finger my cunt"
She could detect his erection through his jeans and pretty soon she was enjoying a noisy and physically out of control orgasm as he plunged two fingers into her.
He pushed her off his knee and, standing, removed his jeans and underpants in one swift movement.
She stared in awe at his beautiful cock.
