The following morning after I'd had my breakfast I went to Sandra's company office. She was at her desk, looking very professional in a cream blouse with a black skirt and matching jacket. Of course we kept our distance, treating each other like any normal client manager relationship.
We went to the company coffee room to pick up something to drink and afterwards to a small meeting room together with some of their technical staff. We discussed a number of issues, then the techies left and we were on our own. I told her that I'd really enjoyed our evening, that she was a fabulous lover, and that I hoped all had been fine in her return home.
"Oh, you bet," she said, "Martin wanted to know everything. I told him what we did, how we went from the bar to your hotel room and how you aroused me. I described your sexy body to him and told him what a lovely thick cock you had and how well you used it."
"I told him that I hadn't felt so stretched before and that I'd been well and truly fucked and that your cum was still oozing out of me. He couldn't wait to get me undressed and see for himself so he quickly undid my skirt and pulled down my panties."
"He said that I had indeed been well-fucked, that I looked totally ravaged and that it was a beautiful sight. He felt all around my cunt and then inside, before sucking his fingers. He licked your cum off my panties, then stuck his head in my groin and licked my pubic hair, saying that he could smell you and taste you."
"He was so excited and his cock was rock hard. Then he licked up my slit and onto my clit, sucking it into his mouth. He is very good at eating me and soon I was getting aroused again."
"I could feel the heat in my tummy and it spread all over my groin. I could feel my clit getting larger and standing out, while my labia spread open. My juices and your cum were soon flowing freely out of my cunt and dribbling down. He lapped it all up before returning to my clit. It wasn't long before I orgasmed, forcing out another lot of your cum. He rubbed that all around my cunt before licking it off again."
"I told him that you would be happy to join in a threesome if that's what he wanted. He said he would love that. He would love to watch you fuck me."
"After that we made love. We didn't fuck, we made love, full of emotion, feeling, togetherness. We came together and stayed locked together, not with that intense lust, but an intense emotional bond. Our lust is satiated differently and we both understand that."
It was a fantastic description and I found it arousing, my cock stirring. I was lucky to have been involved so far and was really excited at the prospect of playing a larger part in it.
I asked a bit more about Martin. Did he have a small cock? Did he like being dominated? Did he like to be told what to do? Did he like dirty talk? Did he like to take part? Did he like to be humiliated?
Sandra replied that his cock was average, nothing unusual and that he liked being dominated. He liked being told what to do but not excessively. He liked some involvement but not too much - he got his kicks out of watching. She wasn't sure how much he enjoyed being humiliated but said that it happened and he seemed to accept it willingly.
Sandra then asked me if I was free that evening. Unfortunately I wasn't as I had a meeting with another supplier, but I said that I was free the following evening, so we made a date for that. She gave me her address and said I should be there at 7.00pm. We spent the rest of the day in meetings and I left at 5.00.
The following day I was in meetings until about 4.00 when I went back to my hotel, showered and changed into jeans and a shirt. I called a cab and gave her address. It was in a suburb about 30 minutes out of town. When we arrived I could see that it was one of several single-storey ranch-style houses on about half an acre.
I walked up the path to the front door. Around the side there was a swimming pool and an outside jacuzzi, with a built-in barbecue next to them. It looked really nice. The door was opened by Martin who was a medium height, medium build man. Not bad looking and with a good handshake. He was soon joined by Sandra who gave me a welcome kiss on the mouth.
We went inside and sat down in the lounge. Martin asked what I wanted to drink (glass of wine) before fixing drinks for all of us. We talked about the usual things and I learned that he was a tax accountant and that he and Sandra had met at university in Texas.
After a while Sandra suggested that we all go to the jacuzzi. So we took our drinks and went outside. There we took off our clothes before settling down inside the hot tub, Sandra between us.
More social banter until Sandra asked Martin for a top-up to her drink. He got out and went to the lounge. Sandra turned to me and kissed me, her tongue deep in my mouth. I put my arm around her and held the kiss, licking her tongue before pushing mine into her mouth. Her breasts pressed against my chest.
I felt her back, running my fingers up her spine, rubbing her shoulder blades and then down to the base of her spine. She held my head. I heard Martin return. He didn't say anything, but put the drinks down and watched from the side.
I pulled Sandra round onto my lap, still kissing her, and I let my hands wander over her bottom, pulling her buttocks apart and feeling inside her hidden spaces. My cock was by now hard and jutting into her stomach. She reached down and put her hand around it.
Then she broke the kiss and said "Martin, you should look at his cock. It is so damn big."
I stood up so that he could see me. He stepped forward and said "May I touch it?"
"Sure," I responded. He took it in his hand and I could see his cock twitch. He folded his fingers around it and moved his hand up and down. Then he held my shaft between his thumb and fore-finger, measuring it.
"You're thick," he said, "and hard. And the head is beautiful."
"Thanks," I said. "Now look closely at it. Touch it some more. Feel its size and power. It's going to make Sandra feel things she's never felt before."
Martin held my cock in his hand, squeezing quite hard then tugging it. He ran his finger over my glans, spreading my precum, then sighed.
I took Sandra by the hand and we stepped out of the jacuzzi. I turned to him.
"Martin, I'm going to fuck Sandra now while you watch. You will see my cock thrusting in and out of her, her lips dragging in and out, and her juices oozing out around the base of my cock."
"You will see how she hooks her legs round my back, her feet on my bum while she fucks me back. You will hear how she holds her breath then releases it, how she cries when stimulated, how she tells me what she wants."
"You will see her cum. See her muscles tighten, her expression change, her body spasm. You will hear her cries as she loses control."
"And you will see me, my hips pounding your wife. You will see my speed increase as I race to my climax. Watch my buttocks tighten and my whole body go rigid as I cum inside her, filling her with my DNA."
"I will ejaculate time after time deep inside her, right next to her cervix, my sperm streaming into her and swimming into her fertile womb."
"I am going to do what I want with her, provided she's OK with it, without asking for your permission. Now, Martin, I want you to tell me if you are OK with all of that."
He looked at me, his breathing heavy, his eyes bright, and nodded.
"No" I said "I need you to say it. Are you OK with it?"
"Yes, I am. You and Sandra will do whatever you want and I will have no say."
"Good. Now go and get some towels and meet us in your bedroom."
Sandra led me to the bedroom where Martin arrived with some big towels. We dried ourselves and I told Martin to sit on a chair. I asked him which side he slept on. He told me and I told Sandra to sit on that side. I was going to fuck her on his side of the marital bed so that he would remember it every time he slept there.
Stepping up to her I told her to feel my cock. She leaned forward and took it in her right hand and then cradled my balls in her left hand. She gently stroked my shaft as my cock got larger. I put my hands under her breasts and lifted them, feeling their weight.
She leaned over more and licked the tip of my cock, her tongue probing my slit. I heard Martin move in his chair.
She took my cockhead in her mouth and sucked it. I took her head in my hands and moved it back and forth on my cock. She took all of my cockhead and the top inch of my shaft into her mouth. I felt my glans against the roof of her mouth, rubbing, moving back and forth, fucking her.
She was drooling, her saliva mixed with my precum. It ran down her chin and dribbled onto the floor.
I heard the chair scrape and Martin approached. He had an erection which he was gently stroking. His cock looked average in size, perhaps a little thin. His eyes were fixed on my cock which his wife was sucking.
I pulled my cock out of her mouth and told Sandra to lie down on the bed. Then I took the pillow from Martin's side of the bed and put it under her hips before climbing up and kneeling on the bed with my head between her legs.
I wanted to really excite Sandra. I wanted to feel her writhing against my face, her juices in my mouth. I wanted to her to reach a peak of frustration and hear her beg me to fuck her. I wanted to bring her pleasure beyond her imagination and for Martin to witness it, to watch his wife enjoying me, another man.
I started by kissing the inside of her thighs, brushing my lips up and down the soft flesh, while I held her breasts in my hands, kneading them, feeling their firmness. I tweaked her nipples and felt her draw in her abdomen. I ran my hands down over her flat stomach, feeling her soft skin and allowed my fingers to twirl her pubic hair. Then back up to her breasts again.
