I knew my beautiful, blonde wife Mary was a borderline sex addict because she was always horny and we spent a lot of time making love with each other. Which was great. But I always wondered if her sex-crazed attitude and antics included other men besides me.
She certainly had the looks to attract any man she wanted: 30 years old, blonde hair, blue eyes, angel face, big, full, firm 38-D breasts, nice ass, and a killer body. Plus, she had an outgoing, flirty personality with men that draws them to her like flies to sugar. And because I was out of town on business a lot, she also had ample opportunity to fool around if she wanted to. She also worked in a two person office with just her and her boss, and he too was out of town a lot - so she was alone in the office frequently.
It started bugging me more and more, but I never did anything about it until a very suspicious incident at her office made me act.
I got back into town earlier than expected one day - about 11 AM - and decided to stop by her office and see if she wanted to have lunch together. Her car was there, parked in her reserved space. So I went in the building and was approaching her office door when I thought I heard her laughing inside. But the the door was locked and there was a post-it note attached to the outside that said "Sorry. Back at 1 PM".
Well, my suspicions were aroused enough that I decided to go outside and look in the office windows - but the blinds were all closed tight! I stood there and listened for awhile, and I swear I heard noises coming from inside. But I wasn't sure.
So I confronted her about it when she got home. Why was her car there but she wasn't?
She laughed. "You are sooo crazy sometimes," she said. "My friend Linda picked me up and we had some lunch and did a little shopping."
What could I say? Her story was certainly possible, but I was still leery. So I called a private investigator friend of mine, told him I suspected that she was fooling around, explained how I was out of town a lot, and asked if he could help me out.
"Well," he said. "We could tail her for a couple of days and see where she goes and who she meets with, but unless she went to a motel or something
that wouldn't really tell you if anything was actually happening. I guess we could bug your house."
"No. She wouldn't bring anybody home. She's not that dumb. The kids are in and out, and she'd be worried that the neighbors would notice something. What about her office?
"How big is it? How many people work there?"
"It's just two rooms. The outer office and her boss's office. And there's just him and her."
"Great," he said. "We could go in at night and plant a couple of hidden voice and motion activated cameras and microphones around the place, and let the tape roll for a week. Maybe we'll get something nefarious, and maybe we won't. That's what I'd recommend."
"Let's do it," I said. "How about next week?"
"You got it pal. Most of the tape will be normal and mundane stuff, so we'll watch it , and edit out all of that. If anything incriminating shows up, we'll put a summary of that together and give it to you on a CD, Sound like a plan?"
It sounded perfect to me. One side of me felt like it wouldn't find anything, and I'd end up blowing a wad of money and feeling foolish. But if something did happen, I needed to know, and I'd feel a lot LESS foolish for letting it happen behind my back.
He called me late the next Friday night. "Sorry to be the bearer of bad news my friend, but we've got some stuff you need to see. One from Tuesday and one from Friday, Stop by sometime tomorrow and pickup the CD."
I did. He didn't say much when we met, Just handed me a CD and said to call him if I had any questions or wanted to continue the surveillance. I took it back to my office, locked the door, and shoved the disc in my CD player.
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It started with the words "Subject at her office. Tuesday, 6/4/2014, 2:10 PM to 2:58 PM". Then the
video started.
Mary was sitting at her desk typing for about a minute. The first thing I noticed was that she was wearing a tight, white blouse and a short black skirt, and the top four buttons on the blouse were unbuttoned to show a lot of cleavage, which sure as hell wasn't her normal office attire. Then the door opposite her desk opened and a tall, thin, good looking, mid-20's guy walked in wearing a business suit.
"Hiya, Mary, he said.
"Well hello, Larry. Damn. You look good in that suit. Lock the door will you?"
"Sure, baby. You're looking fine yourself. Love the cleavage."
"Thanks. I thought you would. Are you feeling frisky today?"
"Hell," he said, "I've been feeling frisky since I woke up this morning. Waiting until 2 o'clock has been driving me crazy. I didn't get shit done this morning."
"Me neither," she said.
Then she got up, walked around her desk, and started kissing him. Real deep and passionately. And as they kissed his hands reached inside her blouse, and pushed her bra down and started squeezing and fondling her big, full breasts. And her right hand slid down and started playing with his dick through his pants.
And after about a minute, she dropped to her knees, unzipped his pants, pulled out his still-limp dick, and started sucking it hungrily.
"Damn, Mary. You must be horny."
She let his dick plop out of her mouth and looked up at him. "I'm ALWAYS horny, Larry. It's just the way I am. I can't help it."
"Yeah well I'm glad you are, baby."
She started sucking him again. Sometimes swirling her tongue around the head. Sometimes licking his shaft and balls. And sometimes sliding his cock deep into her mouth and down her throat until she gagged.
"Whoa, baby. You've gotta stop that or I'm gonna come. We need to slow down and take our time."
"Okay, Larry. You're right. Sometimes I get carried away. Let's get naked."
They did. While he was taking his clothes off , Donna stripped naked, and laid back on her back on her desk, with her legs spread wide, and her big, gorgeous tits quivering seductively on her chest.
Then he knelt down, and buried his face in her pussy and started licking and sucking on her pussy and clitoris.
"Mmmm yeah, Larry. Oh God."
Then he shoved two fingers up her cunt and started finger fucking her pussy while he worked on her cllt with his tongue. And her eyes squeezed shut, and she grabbed the back of his head and pulled it tighter against her. And she started moaning and whimpering. And her hips arched up to get tighter against his face,
"Oh shit, Larry. Fuck! That feels SOOO good!"
And a couple of minutes later her body stiffened up and she came. Then Larry stood up and shoved his big, now-stiff cock up her cunt and started fucking her. Slow and easy at first. Then faster and harder. And deeper.
"Oh yes! Yes! Fuck me, Larry! Fuck me! FUCK ME!"
