Welcome to my maiden voyage on Literotica. If you enjoy loving wives stories, particularly those with a cheating/cuckold theme this could be the story for you.
If cuckold stories boil your blood and cause you to rage like an impotent hamster, don't say you weren't warned. Your enraged comments are the fuel that feeds the next cuckold tale.
I hope you enjoy this adventure.
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Getting Back At My Boss With His Hotwife
I made his way downstairs, music wafted into the house through the back door. The neighbors must be having a party. Morning parties are the worst.
As his feet hit the tiles on the ground floor, he stole a glance out the kitchen window.
A dozen people were milling about in the back yard.
"What the hell?" he thought as he went looking for his wife.
"Hey baby," a voice called from behind.
Before he could turn, he felt a body leap onto his back.
It was Tasha. He hurriedly wrapped his arms around her legs to take the weight as his playful wife clambered onto his back for a surprise piggyback. Sam felt the warmth of his wife's skin press against his bare back. There was a lot of skin. Glancing over his shoulder he could see Tasha clinging to his back in a skimpy blue bikini, and daisy dukes. She looked good. She always looked good.
The feel of her warmth against him, melted his resistance. She knew he was angry about her unsanctioned sex parties. She may have been caught red-handed, but he still had no idea how long it had been going on, or who had been slipping into his wife's bed or body.
"What's going on?" He asked as Tasha's lips danced across his neck. "Where did all this come from?"
"I know you're cranky so I wanted to make it up to you, Sam. I planned a little party."
"I'm not really in the mood babe," I replied as the doorbell rang.
Turning I could see two people through the glass. The first made my blood boil. It was my supervisor Brian. Seeing that piece of work on the weekend was the last thing I needed.
"Why the hell would you invite that turd?" I asked.
Tasha's lips moved to my ear. "I know you hate him baby, I didn't invite him I invited Tia, turns out he's a jealous one, doesn't let her go anywhere without him."
Tia was Brian's insanely hot trophy wife. Twenty-two to Brian's thirty-five he'd scooped up the young out of towner and seduced her with his substantial pay check. Snatching her up before she had the time to learn better he'd followed Beyonce's advice and put a ring on it. A $15,000 ring if the rumours were to believed.
Through the glass he could see the blonde-haired Tia standing there in a leopard print skirt and white blouse, that did nothing to hide her figure. Tia was about 5' 8" but compensated with a set of heels that matched her blouse. As Tia turned to ring the doorbell her impressive profile was highlighted through the glass of the door. Her impressive bust had to be at least a D cup with a high firm ass that caused my groin to stir just to see it.
"If they're a package deal you could have left them both at home."
Tia must have felt my stirring with her feet as she teased the length of my manhood with her foot. "She is a hot one isn't she babe. Oh no we couldn't do that. You can't fuck that tight little body if she's at home."
"What?" I asked, spinning.
Tasha laughed, but stuck to my back, it did nothing to bring her to bear.
"I know you're mad at me baby, and I get it. I should have talked to you first. Now I just want to make up for it. So, I've invited Brian over so that you can pound that sweet little hottie. Think about it. You'll have a hell of a time and you'll get your revenge on your asshole boss too. It's win win.
I couldn't help but grin, the thought of it was enticing.
"You know me too well."
Tasha planted another kiss on his check. "Sure do, now get upstairs and put on a shirt while I welcome our guests." Tasha leapt down and bounced over to the door. As the door opened, I turned for the stairs, but not before Tia's eyes caught me. I smiled and turned for the stairs. Tia flashed a grin back. As I climbed them, I realised I was still pitching a tent in my pants.
"Hmm. Did she see that?" I wondered as I slipped upstairs. Ducking into my room I stared at my wardrobe. Taking my hint from Tasha I slid into a set of swimming trunks. I went commando, after all I had no idea what her plan was, I wanted to be as accessible as possible. Throwing on a t-shirt I headed back down to the party.
There was a good ten or fifteen people in the back yard talking and laughing. Some I knew, others I didn't. Krista shot me a look and I nodded. It had been a little while since I'd been over. Her distaste for the neglect was showing. I'd have to remedy that soon, but today I had other priorities.
Tasha was introducing Brian and Tia to others, I wandered over.
"Of course you two both know Sam." Tasha introduced.
"Of course," Brian replied. "One of the best on our team," Brian replied as his eyes lingered over Tasha's barely concealed breasts.
"You're too kind." I lied as I shook his hand.
"Tia you're looking wonderful as always," I replied pulling her in for a hug. The press of her body against mine sent a tingle down my spine.
"Why don't I leave you boys to catch up. Tia and I can go meet the ladies," Tasha suggested.
Before Tia could respond Tasha grabbed her hand and swept her away, Brian's eyes followed Tasha's Daisy Dukes as they disappeared into the crowd. Tasha was good. No doubt about it, it had taken her all of five minutes to isolate and pry Tia away from her hubby. Something made all the easier by Brian's steady devouring of Tasha with his eyes. He wasn't going to say no to Tasha. Not anytime soon.
The guys hovered around the BBQ and attended to lunch. Tasha never left Tia's side. The two of them laughed their way around the party, Tasha ensuring Tia never went without a drink. After about twenty minutes they disappeared inside.
I fought the urge to follow them. Knowing Tasha she could be up to anything, but I knew if I followed Brian would be right behind me. If we were to make good on Tasha's intentions, I'd have to trust her. She knew what she was doing, and she always got her way.
"Damn." Tony muttered as he turned the sausages. Following his gaze I saw that the girls had re-emerged from the house. Tasha's Daisy Dukes were gone and she now wore a set of stars and stripes bikini bottoms that matched her top. Her taut figure drew every eye. Most of them lingered.
A second later Tia stepped out from behind her, she was wearing one of Tasha's bikinis. It was a simple white bikini tied behind her neck and at the waist. Tia's voluptuous breasts were larger than Tasha's and the cups struggled to contain them, leaving an ample amount of side boob for everyone to enjoy. A white wraparound mini at her waist covered her ass, albeit barely.
Enjoy it they did. As eyes lingered over the ladies.
"Now those are some fine ladies," Tony said. "Don't know how you two fools landed them but power to you."
Tasha smiled. "Thanks Tony. We're going to hit the hot tub for a bit, everyone won't fit at once but we can take it in turns."
"I don't have any trunks," Brian replied, a little flustered at his almost naked wife on display for everyone. "If I'd known, I'd have brought some."
"Oh don't worry," Tasha replied. "I'll have a quick dip before I finish working on lunch, when I head in I'll grab you a set of Sam's."
"Alright gents, I'll take first run at the tub," I replied lifting off my shirt. "No way I'm missing that. You guys look after the meat, I'll be back soon."
There were a few jealous glances as I made my way into the tub, a few others had already hopped in. Krista and John sat on one side, Kylie and Bill on the other, the third side was vacant so I slid in with Tasha at my side.
"What about me?" Tia cried. "I can't stay out here."
"I'm sure the boys would love that," Tasha replied, but come on in, there's plenty of room, you can sit on my lap."
"Yeay," Tia replied, clearly a little buzzed.
I sank into the water and hit the button for the jets. The hot tub roared to life and the bubbly surface soon obscured everything beneath it. Tasha helped Tia into the tub and the giddy trophy wife settled into my wife's lap. The couples snuggled into the tub though I noticed more than a few looks at Tia. Sitting on Tasha's lap, the furious jets were causing Tia's breasts to rise and fall as they bobbed on the surface, barely contained by the scant bikini.
Distracted as they were by Tia's chest they hardly noticed what was going on beneath the surface. I knew better. Tasha's hands roamed freely beneath the waves. I saw Tia's eyes go wide and then settle into an easy smile. Tasha leaned forward and whispered in her ear. Tia blushed red but nodded.
I watched enthralled as Tia bit her lip in silent ecstasy. Brian looked over and grinned. I knew what was on his mind. He had no idea what was occurring beneath the surface, but I knew that like every other man here, he'd be thinking of what it might be like to be writhing between them. Who am I kidding, a few of the ladies seemed to be thinking it too.
I felt fabric against my hand, clasping it, I raised it nearer to the surface so I could see what it was. It was Tia's bikini bottoms!
Pocketing them I smiled. Was there nothing and no one that Tasha couldn't seduce? I watched her arm move slowly up and down and knew that she was exploring Tia's moist sex. Tia was breathing heavily as Tasha leaned forward and whispered in her ear.
Tia gasped, but Tasha simply rubbed her shoulder reassuringly.
"I best check on lunch," Tasha declared standing.
Tia stood before me looking absolutely wanton, certainly disappointed that Tasha's ministrations had ceased prematurely. I could almost see her exposed folds at the edge of the wrap as she stood before me.
"Come on Brian, let me get you some trunks," Tasha replied as she wrapped a towel around herself. Bounding over to the BBQ she took him by the hand and swept him into the house.
Tia eyed the empty seat but with Brian gone I pulled her into my lap. If the other occupants of the tub noticed they said nothing. They were well accustomed to our antics by now and were not going to interfere.
