I felt on top of the world on the drive home.
I'd gotten to cum twice in the office with the love of my life. Once while watching an emotionally charged fuck session between my hunky co-worker, and his minx of a girlfriend. Another just a few minutes later with Jess sucking my dick to perfection under my desk.
But, deep down, the part that turned me on the most was the fact that Dylan had stared straight into Jess' eyes while fucking his girlfriend, and put on an unforgettable show for her.
The way Jess reacted was delightful. I could feel how horny, and submissive she became once they'd seen each other. She yearned for Dylan to cum, and cum herself.
I pulled into the driveway very carefully, so as to make as little noise as possible, because Jess hadn't had enough, and I knew it.
She was on fire, and it'd take a cannon of cum to douce the flames.
I opened the front door, and felt an eerie calmness of the first floor.
"A good sign," I thought, with a sly perverted grin.
I stood completely still at the bottom of the steps without calling out to Jess. I couldn't hear a sound.
I stepped carefully onto the first step, then the second, and finally at the third stair, I heard the faintest traces of a groan.
"She's being very quiet, must've just started," I thought.
As I reached the closed office door, I slowly unbuckled my pants, and lowered them to my feet. Then, I put my ear to the door, and listened.
"Mmmmm, I love that big cock, Daddy," Jess cooed lustily.
"That's right. Work that clit for me, Slut," A cool, and commanding voice growled back.
I couldn't help but feel that the voice was oddly familiar.
After that, all I heard was Jess' moans for a few minutes. It allowed me to close my eyes, and imagine the gorgeous cock she'd scored. Jess had impeccable taste, and I knew it was a big one.
Immediately as my eyes closed, the thought of Dylan putting on a show for Jess filled my thoughts, and I began to stroke.
"The chemistry between them would be electric," I thought. "I just know he'd be able to give her what she needs."
Dylan would take charge, push all the right buttons, and give it to her with stamina and passion.
On the other side of the door, just 15 feet away, Jess was working up to a crescendo.
"That's right, Daddy. Give it to me," Jess said.
It was so erotic to hear the words flow from her tongue with such comfort, and ease.
"Mmmmm, weeeee," she repeated a few times. Then, continued submitting to her stud, "I've been a good girl, give me that big cock."
At this point, she was so loud that I couldn't hear the mystery man as prodded the inner slut out of her.
Then, I heard Jess shudder, and knew that she had cum.
I pumped away for a few seconds, and came all over my hand. The load was much smaller this time, and didn't make a mess thankfully. Despite less cum, it still felt incredible, and unlike any other orgasm I'd had before.
Before Jess could regain her senses, I pulled up my pants, and skipped down the stairs, out the door, and then, drove away.
About an hour later, I returned at my usual time, and called to Jess.
She ran to the door immediately, and greeted me with the most radiant, and beautiful face I'd ever seen.
After an embrace, and a kiss, I headed upstairs to get changed. After doing so, I slid into the office, and quickly opened the internet browser.
I scrolled to history, and found the most recent visit was indeed to Camsturbate, and someone named "bigD_4_3"
I made a mental note to keep an eye out for the name while I was browsing the site, and returned to Jess downstairs.
Both of us were feeling lazy, and couldn't decide what to do for dinner, when out of the blue, my cell lit up with a text.
It was an unknown number.
Jess picked it up before I could, and read aloud, "hi dan. its dylan from the warehouse. yall feel like grabbin a drink tonight?"
"Baaaaaaaabe!!! You gave him our number?" Jess exclaimed with a sense of astonishment, and eagerness.
"Do you wanna do it?" she asked, trying to hold back her excitement.
"I don't know, Honey. Its up to you, I guess," I said, and then after a pause, "I wouldn't mind. We were just trying to think of something to eat anyway."
I grabbed the phone from Jess, and texted back, "hey bro. sounds good, we're starving. where were you thinking?"
Jess and I sat waiting for his reply like high schoolers trying to play it cool.
"How about that new piano bar on high street in about an hour?" he replied.
I looked at Jess, and asked, "Are you sure you want to go?"
"Of course, Babe. It'll be a good time, and you can get to know your co-worker a bit better," Jess replied.
I texted our approval back to Dylan, and Jess ran upstairs to quickly get ready.
About an hour later, the door opened from our bedroom. We were going to be late for our rendezvous with Dylan, but it would be worth it for him, and everyone in the establishment, once they caught a glimpse of Jess. She stood at the top of the stairs in a tight, scandalous little black cocktail dress that I hadn't seen before.
"For a Thursday night?" I raised my eyebrow, and joked to my love.
"Do you like it, Babe?" she asked somewhat self-consciously
"Of course, Babe. You look stunning. Anytime we go out you always get looks, and now its going to be ten times worse," I grinned, then continued hastily, "There's no time to waste, we're late. Grab your bag,"
We rushed out, and arrived at the bar. It had a nice vibe. The crowd was a manageable size, it felt upscale, and elegant, while also being fun.
We sifted through the good looking, mature crowd, and approached the bar to find that Dylan was all alone. He hadn't brought his girlfriend. He was just standing, and looking around a bit vulnerably with a drink in his hand. When he saw us, he looked relieved.
We greeted each other, and immediately fell into a nice flow of conversation.
I stood face to face with Dylan while Jess was to my left. As we chatted, Jess fidgeted closer and closer to Dylan's side. I noticed that she laughed, and smiled at nearly everything Dylan said.
