Abby tells Bobby of fun with Clarke and his boss in her office
After Abby and I had that wild session on the couch our house was charged with sexual energy. Abby dressed in sexy clothes and constantly had me tending to her needs. Starting the very next day Abby had me eat her to orgasm every morning, and then she'd tease me, talking dirty to me about fucking other guys while she lay back on the bed naked, telling me how much she loved having a cuckold husband, taunting me about my desire to suck cock while I jerked off until I came all over myself. The more she dominated me the hotter I got.
Abby absolutely wouldn't touch my constant erection that week. She said I had to hold out until Clark was back in town on Monday. "If he's in a good mood, maybe he'll let you have a little piece of me," she laughed. "But we have to wait, baby. You're OK with that, right?"
It wasn't really a question. I couldn't stand it but I couldn't put an end to it either. We had found a new, wild sexuality to our marriage and deep down I loved it. I needed it.
After Abby left for work on Monday I was on the edge of my seat all day. What was going to happen this time? She didn't call or text. Finally, about 6pm her car pulled into the driveway.
She opened the door and looked at me with a guilty smile, biting her lip. "I was bad today, honey," she said.
"What did you do now?" I asked, breathless.
Abby told me how Clark's boss, Joe, had come along on this trip for some important meetings. Abby was in and out of those meetings most of the day, but at one point she found herself alone with Clark and Joe in her office. She had never even met Joe before.
"I was so surprised, honey," she told me. "I was grabbing some things from my desk when suddenly they showed up at my door. Joe said he wanted to meet me because Clark had told him what a good job I was doing on their account."
Abby saw the eager expression on my face and laughed. "Oh, yeah, honey. You can tell where this story is going, can't you?" She laughed again and lowered her voice to a whisper, "I was
really
bad . . .". This is Abby's story.
*****
Well, I never wrote an erotic story before, but Bobby thought it would be hot if I told it in my own words. He was right, it turns out. Cuckolding my husband was the hottest thing I've ever done, but writing about my sexual exploits with other men and posting it online makes it even hotter. Bobby reads it over and over and he loves that the whole world knows how I fuck and suck other men. Here's what happened:
I was back in my office, taking a breather from our morning meetings when Joe and Clark showed up at my door. Joe was a big, handsome guy, even bigger than Clark. He was probably in his fifties, but very fit with silver hair and a perfectly tailored suit. You could tell he was used to being in charge.
They were my best clients so of course I immediately offered them the two big comfy chairs in my office. I wasn't sure why they were there, so I just kind of stood there awkwardly.
Joe said he had really been looking forward to meeting me after all the good things he had been hearing from Clark. I gave Clark a curious look. What had he told?
Clark laughed. "Yes, Abby -- Joe knows what a great project manager you are, but what really interests him are your . . . shall we say . . .
other talents
." He raised his eyebrows at me. Joe smiled.
"Other talents?" I said timidly.
"Yes, Abby," Clark laughed, "your
other talents
. And wow, are you ever talented!"
I felt myself starting to tremble. "What do you mean?" I asked desperately. But I already knew.
Clark paused, waiting for me to come to grips with the situation. "What do you think I'm talking about, Abby? I told Joe everything, of course - what sexy thing you are, how you might be the hottest lady in the company - everything!"
My eyes went wide. "You . . . . told . . . . him?"
Clark laughed again. "Of course! He's my boss, isn't he? It wouldn't be right to keep secrets." He looked to Joe.
"That's right, Abby," Joe confirmed, nodding his head. "After Clark told me what an awesome cocksucker you are I wanted to see for myself."
I just stood there like a deer in the headlights, mortified.
"Here, lemme take those files," Clark said, gently talking the folders from my hand and setting them aside. He put his lips to my ear and whispered, "my boss has a big cock - I saw it in the locker room at the racquetball club - you're going to love it, trust me."
My face turned red with embarrassment. I wanted to run away. I knew having sex in the office with Clark was totally wrong, but this raised it to a whole new level.
"Ummmm," I stammered, looking down at the carpet, "umm . . . Clark . . . I'm not . . . you know . . ."
Clark sighed with annoyance and looked at Joe. "Go ahead, show her," he suggested. Joe smiled and dropped his hands to his lap. I wanted to look away but I couldn't. I stared as Joe unbuttoned his pants and slid down his zipper.
"Looks like she's interested already!" Clark laughed as Joe reached into his slacks and pulled out a thick, long, semi-hard cock capped by a smooth mushroom head with a pronounced ridge. Clark was right. It was huge.
Joe took it in his hand and stroked it, looking up at me with a big grin.
I was captivated, frozen in place as I gazed at Joe's big, powerful member. It was beautiful. Seeing that big cock, and having Clark ordering me around, I was instantly aroused. I felt myself breathing heavily. My nipples were already hard. I wanted Clark to dominate me . . . and I wanted to suck on Joe's big, beautiful cock more than anything.
As if on autopilot I sank down on the carpet between Joe's legs, resting my hands on his powerful thighs. I slid my hands up his muscled chest then back down to his open pants. I looked up at him. "May I take your pants off, Sir?" I asked submissively.
Joe smiled and nodded. "You may," he replied. Looking to Clark he chuckled, "looks like you have her well trained!"
Clark nodded as I eagerly pulled Joe's pants down his legs along with his briefs. I removed his shoes and socks and tossed them aside. Joe was now sitting there naked below the waist, his big cock pulsing and rising towards the ceiling. I was on my knees, face to face with it.
I raised my fingers and brushed the smooth skin of his shaft. It was lined with pulsing veins, pointing up higher with every beat of his heart, as if it was beckoning to me. I wrapped my fingers around it and discovered they barely reached all the way. Joe smiled knowingly.
"My God you've got a big cock." I said in awe, and began to stroke him up and down. The feeling of such a heavy, thick dick, with Joe and Clark looking down at me on my knees was driving me crazy. Joe's tool was really big, bigger than Clark's and at least twice as big as my husband's. And thick. I had never seen such a big, beautiful penis before and my mouth began to water with anticipation. A wave of desire like I hadn't felt before seized me. This is what I was meant to do, I realized. Kneeling on the carpet before these two powerful men - knowing that I was going to tell my husband about this later and that he would love it - I was hornier than I had ever been before. God! Sucking off a stranger with Clark looking down at me, thinking about my cuckold husband. So hot! I was a total cheating, cocksucking slut, and I loved it.
I stroked Joe's meat up from his balls, ran my thumb along the edge, back and forth, softly, then slowly all the way down to the base. My eyes bulged wide, taking in every inch of him.
I looked over to Clark as I stroked, licking my lips in anticipation. He nodded to me, and I understood he was giving me permission, allowing me to do what I wanted to do, what I needed to do, so I leaned forward and began to slowly lick from the base of Joe's cock up the shaft. His rod was so long my tongue seemed to take forever just to reach the tip.
I licked up and down, getting him wet with my saliva, and when I eventually reached the head of his cock I bathed it with my tongue, swirling it all over the smooth cap, brushing it with my lips, my tongue flicking at the underside then twirling wetly around the massive head. It was delicious. I looked over at Clark and groaned in delight. All I wanted to do was worship that giant cock with my mouth, take in every inch of him, devour him.