Happily married to a sexy woman, I meet someone who guides me from heterosexual to bi-sexual. In surrendering myself to him, I am on a journey I never thought I'd take.
I received my Jurist Doctorate when I was 26. After working for a local firm for 6 years, just enough to get my feet wet, I struck out on my own. I opened my office with a single client and lots of hope that I would be somewhat successful.
My specialty is contract law and I was good at it; very good. You must not only dot the I's and cross the T's but try with words to obfuscate those very things hoping the other party will miss that are to your advantage. In no time my initial client told others about his success with me and I was on my way.
I hired Cindy to be my secretary for a couple reasons. First, I wanted to fuck her. Second, I knew some of my clients would be attracted to her and additional word would spread.
Cindy is an almond-eyed beauty. She is a very nicely shaped woman. At 5' 8", she's taller than I am when she wears high heels. 34 double D's make a nice rack a 24" waist with legs that go all the up and make a terrific ass; an ass to die for.
Now some may think that me being her boss and trying to fuck her would be sexual harassment. Let me be clear. I wanted to fuck her, yes, but she made the first move. Was I in a position of power? Perhaps but any power I had dissolved quickly when Cindy opened my pants and sucked my dick out of the blue.
It wasn't planned. It began innocently. I called her in to go over some changes I wanted in a contract she'd typed out for me. Leaning across my shoulder, her breasts pushed against me must have turned her on. She spun my chair around so I sat facing her. Then she knelt, opened my pants, pulled my stiffening dick out and sucked it.
When she finished, she rose and kissed me. I mean tongue kissed me so I tasted my own sperm for the first time.
I didn't think at the time she knew what she'd done, giving me cum kisses I mean.
Anyway, long story short, I took her to dinner and then took her home and fucked her. I'm not necessarily big in the dick department and guess that I'm rather average at 5 3/4" long when hard. It was enough to make her have a couple orgasms. I'd find out later that she was easy to make cum.
I was right. My clients loved her. She dressed provocatively and flirted unabashedly. After nearly 8 months I asked her to marry me. She said yes and we're still happily married.
After a couple years my workload grew until Cindy began to complain about the time I spent on cases. She was right. She may not always be right but she's never wrong. If you don't believe me, just ask her.
So it was that I advertised at the local college for a law student intern. Hey, it's so much less expensive than paying a full-blown lawyer or para-legal.
My phone rang and Cindy said it was someone answering my call for an intern. I took the call. A young man told me his name is Taylor asked if I'd filled the intern position. I had not and invited him in for an interview.
For those of you who have seen "A Summer Place" you know who Troy Donahue is and what he looks like. For those of you who haven't seen the movie, google it. Tall at 6' 3", the build of a student athlete, ruggedly handsome with clear blue eyes.
Cin grinned and gave a thumbs up from behind him as she showed him into my office. I rose to shake his hand. His grip was firm and he looked me right in the eye. So far, so good.
"That'll be all Cin. Thank you."
Please Mr. ah, Mr..."
"Reed, sir."
"Okay then. Mr. Reed, please have a seat."
I studied his attire as he told me about college life. I remembered my years and reminisced with him about the long hours studying followed by grueling exams and wild parties.
"Yes sir Mr. Williams. The parties are great, the girls on campus are easy and me going for my law degree makes them all that much more accessible."
"No doubt," I said. "A fine-looking young man such as you, I bet you have your pick."
"I don't want to sound like I'm bragging but yeah. But, if I may, your secretary. Well sir, I'd give up my first month's pay to listen to her piss in a tin can long distance over the telephone. She's that hot."
I laughed at his remark. He had no way of knowing she was my wife. "Yes. She's hot. She's also married."
"Her husband is one lucky man," he smiled. "But he'd better watch her."
"Why is that?"
"Because I am going to try hitting on her, even if you don't give me the job. I bet he wouldn't mind either because behind every beautiful woman is a guy tired of fucking her."
Again I chuckled. "You know, I know her husband very well. I don't think he's tired of having sex with her."
"You do? What kind of man is he?"
"You're looking at him."
He didn't blush, didn't apologize. I had to give him credit. For a twenty something he had balls and confidence. "You're a very fortunate man, Mr. Williams."
I gave him the job. What can i say? I liked his boldness and there was something very charming about him. Charisma? Maybe. But I liked his confidence and felt he would be nice to have around. With luck, he'd learn quickly and take some of the load off me.
"He wants to fuck you hon," I told Cindy over dinner that night.
She looked up quickly and smiled but said nothing.
"Did you hear me,?" I asked.
"I did. What did you say?"
"Not much," I confessed. "I told him you were my wife."
"What did he do after you told him that?"
"He told me I was lucky to have such a sexy wife."
"He didn't apologize?"
"That didn't cross his mind. I have to say he has balls."
"I bet he does," Cin said "I bet he has more than balls if you know what I mean."
I did know what she meant. Cindy was probably turned on by him and being the highly sexual being she is, I figured she wanted to fuck him too.
Later that night in bed, I teased her. Just to gage her interest in our new hire I brought Taylor into our bed hypothetically. "Let me lick your pussy to get it wet for Taylor to put his big cock in you."
"Oh God johnnie. Yes. That's right baby. Get me ready for Taylor's big cock. You want to see him fuck your wife don't you? You want to watch his big cock do things to me yours can't."
Her words surprised me. My own reaction to them shocked me. My boner was so hard it was almost painful. This was new ground for us. Ground we would explore more fully.
Cindy was lost in her thoughts as she enjoyed the tonguing I gave her extremely wet pussy. After she had three orgasms, she pushed me away rolled over and went to sleep leaving me with a raging erection.
I went to the master bath and jerked my dick a few times before cumming into the toilet paper pussy I was holding.
The visiting clientele liked Taylor and he quickly became an asset to my little firm. His high energy and ability to ferret out little things contained in the fine print of proposals we were given to evaluate greatly benefited our clients. The female clients he serviced all had the hots for him.... just like my wife.
I enjoyed working alongside the young man and we grew close. Taylor is not aggressive but he is a take charge man. Me, not so much. Although I am self-motivated, I am easily led and when it comes to decision making, I can be somewhat passive. So Taylor and I changed roles many times with me following his lead. It was not a conscious effort; it was just the way things ebbed and flowed.
The three of us would have lunch, go out to dinner, and on occasion, when Cin felt like cooking we'd have him over. Those two flirted in front of me which I expected and didn't mind. I liked seeing them together and would sometimes fantasize about the them getting together and doing the deed.
In bed I continued to tease my wife about him and although he had no idea about what we were doing, Cindy and I often included him in conversation while engaging in sex. It was a recurring theme to talk about what we supposed was his large cock fucking her while I watched. Though I had no thought of actually going through with that, it did add a spark to our love making.
I invited Taylor to the country club we belonged to for a round of golf. It was a very nice day, in the mid 80's, no wind. I shot a round of 86. Taylor finished with 78, 6 over par. We weren't playing for money for which I was pleased seeing how he out performed me.
I was struck by the way he swung his clubs. His broad shoulders, tight buttocks, the evident strength in his arms. Taylor was a beautiful specimen of a man. His focus on long putts was keen and his feel for the greens was like no one I'd ever played with.
On the 14 hole I was using my three wood from the tee. Taylor had seen me hooking that club several times earlier and kidded me about it. But this time he came up behind me. Reaching around me, he took my hands in his on the club and held me through a couple practice swings. "You have to clear your hips more, Mr. Williams."
I was very much aware of his cock against my bottom as we made several practice swings. By the time he finished improving my swing, I was flustered and it was all I could do to keep from showing it. Although I had teased Cindy about Taylor's big cock, neither of us knew how right we were.
I hooked the shot anyway.
"Let's get a shower Mr. Williams and after I'll by the drinks."
"Sounds like a plan Taylor, except how many times to I have to tell you to please call me johnnie?"
"A shower and drinks, johnnie."
"That's better. Let's hit it."
I always shower after a round of golf. I keep a locker in the dressing room with a fresh set of clothes. Who wants to put on clothing damp with perspiration after a shower? I told Taylor to bring a change as well and he kept them in my locker along with his wallet and keys.
We showered in private stalls but my curiosity was satisfied when we came out to dress. Taylor had a towel around his waist when he came over to where we were dressing. I was seated on a bench as he pulled his change of clothes from the locker when he dropped his towel. His ass was very close to my face when he bent to retrieve it. "Sorry about that, johnnie," he said turning to me.
"Um, ah, not to worry man," I said looking directly at his cock which was swinging 6" from my face. His bush was neatly trimmed. His cock, though, wow, his cock beautiful. Although it was soft it must be 6 or 7" long, hanging over nice golf ball sized testicles.
Taylor caught me staring and apologized but made no effort to move his cock away from my face. Smiling down at me he said he was used to being naked around guys as he played sports while attending his first 3 years of college. "It doesn't bother me, johnnie. I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable."
"No problem, Taylor." But I was uncomfortable. I was looking at the perfect body of the perfect man. A body Michealangelo could have sculpted. He stood tall and proud like some Greek God with his cock near my face as he pulled his polo shirt over his head..
Flustered, I hurried finishing dressing and told Taylor I'd meet him in the 19th hole. I had to get out of there, away from him. Nonplussed as I was, I didn't know what else to do.
We had a couple drinks all the while I was unable to get the sight of his naked body out of my mind. "You seem distracted, johnnie," he said coming up from behind me.
"Um yeah. I guess I am. I have a few things waiting for me at home."
"Not the least is that sexy wife of yours. I bet that's it."
"Yeah, you're right."
We made small talk mostly about his studies and when he planned to graduate. Vanilla stuff but none of it pushed the vision of his nude form fro my mind. It was time for me to leave.
"Gotta run. See you Monday. Have a great rest of the weekend. You earned it," I said swallowing the last of my drink and heading out. "And great game. One of these days I'll beat you."
His last words followed me out to my car, "I'll always be the better man, johnnie."
