After what had been happening to me these last few days and weeks, I couldn't wait to get to work on Monday morning. Since having had a threesome with my husband Jim and a temp from work in a hotel I'd become a real slut. I needed and craved cock. I realised how much I loved to be fucked. And not just straight vanilla sex anymore. I loved having all my holes fucked and filled with man juice and anything else to hand. I'd always thought that my love life was good, but nothing compared to how I felt now.
I still loved my husband Jim and having sex with him was great, but even that had improved since I'd started playing away. Not that Jim knew of course, but whether there was some new air about me now I don't know, but Jim couldn't keep his hands off me. Even when I'd come home from seeing my lover, with my unfaithful married pussy filled with another man's cum, unknowingly Jim had still ridden me to another orgasm.
Jim had even now surprised me by suggesting we have another get together with someone else, so Jim and he could fuck my brains out. Of course I was up for this. Extra cock and my loving husband. We'd agreed we'd try and make it happen, but currently weren't too sure how to go about it. Although I'd got a few ideas in my head!
I'd started an affair with an older guy from work gradually over the last few weeks. Tony was 21 years older than me, but even at 72 he was still in good shape. Me, I'm about 5'4" and a UK size 8. I have small breasts, but as I've found out recently that's nothing to hold you back from plenty of attention. Especially if they're displayed well. When aroused my nipples get quite big, so I guess that helps. I've also found out that guy's attention can be easily gained if you have a nice shapely arse and legs. Both of which I've been complimented on a lot of late.
Jim usually rises first, showers and heads off to work whilst I shower and get ready. Today was no different in that respect. As soon as I was in the shower though I couldn't wait to play with myself. Something I would never have contemplated before. Applying plenty of shower gel to my clit I began to masturbate. Whether it was all the attention it had been getting lately I'm not sure, but my pussy seemed extra sensitive these days and it didn't take long before I was building up to my first orgasm. Leaning back against the shower wall with my legs crudely spread and my hands frantically rubbing away, I came. Damn that felt good.
Normally Jim would shave my pussy and arse, but there hadn't been time. So standing there in the shower with the water cascading down me I proceeded to make sure I was totally bald and smooth down there.
I quickly towelled dry and went to get ready for work. What to wear? Feeling so horny I opted for a nice white sleeveless blouse, leaving the top couple of buttons undone and a pink wrap around, just above the knee, silky skirt. Deciding to be really adventurous, I also decided today was going to be a no underwear day. Looking at myself in the full-length mirror I felt like a real slut. My nipples could easily be seen pushing through the sheer white cotton blouse, so I did concede and opted to wear a matching cardigan. To check the view, anyone I chose to offer a view to, could see, I bent over at the waist, looked in the mirror and down my top. I was pleased to note that because my tits aren't that big, with the blouse hanging loose, anyone looking would be able to see everything that was on offer. I even noticed that my nipples were standing out more than ever at this thought.
Finally I selected a pair of 3" heeled shoes and headed out to work.
When I got there I was pleased to see Tony's car already in the car park. I made a point of going in through the workshop, so anyone interested would get a good look at me. Of course Tony was already looking out for me as I passed through and shouted a "good morning" to me. This had the effect of causing the others to look round. I'm glad to say I noticed a good few double takes.
I made way up to the office and found Pete already in there at his desk. I strutted over to mine and leaned over to switch on my PC. This caused my skirt to ride up slightly at the back and offered Pete a view of the backs of my thighs and my silk covered arse. Letting out a small whistle, he commented on the fact that I'd obviously had a good weekend. Pete and I had always had a good laugh together, with sometimes quite a bit of sexual banter and innuendo, but it had never gone any further.
I put my stuff down and then sat down at my desk, which faces out the large window. Pete is at right angles to me, facing in my direction with his back to the wall, but usually he is sat hidden behind his monitor. He informed me that the boss would be out today meeting clients and wouldn't be back until tomorrow. Oh goody, I thought.
I started working and it wasn't long before I noticed that my silk skirt had started to slide form my right thigh, not really revealing anything other than a bit of leg. I pulled it back in place and thought I heard a slight sigh from Pete's direction. "All ok?" I innocently asked him. "Oh yeah" he replied.
A bit later I noticed it had slipped again, so I pulled it back over. This time there was a definite sigh. Feeling randy I decided to set about teasing Pete.
I waited a while then allowed my skirt to fall open again. Only this time I did nothing about it. In fact as I sat at my desk I swung my legs about as if trying to get the circulation going. Pretending not to notice I saw that it had now fallen from both my legs, although not enough to reveal my pussy, yet. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Pete was now paying me a lot of attention.
Even with me swaying my legs and my skirt gaping wide open, from his angle I'm sure Pete could only see to the top of my thighs. What was I doing? I thought to myself. Not only was I now having a filthy affair with one colleague, masturbated a stranger in a public car park, but now teasing another co-worker and contemplating flashing at him.
I left it a while, with my skirt open and got on with a bit of work. Not that I was in any frame of mind to concentrate on it. I did a little typing, sent a couple of invoices and generally looked like I was doing something. All the time I kept an eye on what Pete was doing.
After a while I decided to push things a bit further. I picked up a file, said something and spun my chair round in Pete's direction. I didn't pause there long, but I'm sure if he'd been quick enough he would have got a glimpse of my naked pussy. I then stood up and walked over to the filing cabinet next to Pete, on his left hand side. His eyes were burning in to me as I moved across the office.
In front of the cabinet I squatted down to get to the bottom draw. To do so I knelt on my left knee and kept my right foot on the floor, so that once down my right leg was at right angles. This had the effect of causing my silk skirt to drop down to the side of my right leg, but left the left side hanging directly in front of my pussy. Pete could now see the full extent of my right thigh, but still not directly between my legs. I moved some papers around in the drawer for a minute or two, and then slid it shut and stood up.
Next I turned slightly to my right so that my arse was almost facing him; bent down, from the waist to open the next bottom drawer. In this position I could feel the soft smoothness of the silk skirt between my bare arse cheeks. Pete obviously couldn't see anything other than the outline, but I'm sure when I wiggled my rear, while pretending to rearrange some files, he would have had a pleasant view.
Having selected a random file I stood up again and went over to Pete's desk on the pretence of asking him a question. He had a huge grin on his face. Leaning over I placed my free hand on the edge of the desk and looked directly in to his eyes. In this position I knew he'd be able to look straight down my top, if I hadn't been staring him out, and from the angle at least be able to see one of my naked tits.
"Come on then" I jokingly said, "what's so funny?" Normally not shy in the slightest, he began spluttering out some rubbish and that's when he looked down my blouse. He was hooked. Again pretending not to notice, I stood up and made some joke about men being all bluster and went back to my desk.
The rest of the morning passed by in a blur of sexual innuendos and banter. All good light hearted fun. He even found a couple of excuses to come over to my desk and look down my top again and even got me to lean over his desk once more. Of course each time I made it easy for him to see what was down there. By lunchtime my nipples were almost aching from being so erect for so long and I certainly knew my pussy was very wet.
Pete went out for some food and within minutes Tony was in the office. He walked straight over to me, bent down and kissed me. Kissing him back I slowly rose from my chair and turned myself full on to him. Wrapping each other in our arms we had a deep and passionate kiss, during which time Tony dropped his right had to my waist and slipped his hand round to grip my arse.
Using his free hand he withdrew something from his pocket and handed it to me. When I looked down I saw that it was my green lace thong from Saturday that he had kept. "It might be a bit damp" he told me. "I've jerked off in them several times over the weekend!"
Gradually pulling my skirt up he soon found that I was naked underneath, allowing him immediate access to my private parts. He didn't waste anytime there either. Within seconds his fingers were again dancing around inside me. Opening my legs further allowed him even better access and moments later I felt his other hand start to rub back and forth on my clit. Soon enough I could feel my first orgasm building up inside me. I started to push back against his hands, encouraging him to delve further inside. With his right hand flicking across my sensitive little bud and the fingers of his left sliding in and out of both my slutty arse and unfaithfully pussy, I came.
Not as strong as some I'd recently had but certainly a good one. As I recovered, Tony let my skirt fall back in to place, stood back and began to ease my cardigan from my shoulders. Once removed he let out a small whistle as he could easily see my nipples pushing hard against the cotton material of my blouse. Raising both hands to my perky little breasts he started to caress them with the flat of his hands and then roll the hard nubs between his fingers and thumbs. I couldn't believe how hard they were getting. The more he tweaked them the bigger they grew. This only made him pull on them more. Leaning down he pulled my blouse up and started to suck on my left tit. This was wild and I began to worry someone would come in.
As Tony reached across and attached his lips to my right nipple we heard footsteps on the stairs. He quickly stood back allowing my blouse to sort of fall back in to place, but to be honest anyone could tell it had been pulled up and just dropped.
The door opened and in walked Pete. Tony muttered something about work. I just stood there leaning back against my desk looking dishevelled with my now very hard nipples clearly visible sticking out through my thin white blouse. Any idiot could see what we'd been doing.
