When Kate's boss, Mike, came over for dinner one night, her husband, Jeff, had to sit idly by as they flirted and fooled around. It was obvious the pair had been building up sexual tension for some time. Jeff was sure they had been up to some office shenanigans by the way Mike's hands were already overly familiar with his wife's body as soon as they sat down to eat.
Jeff really wouldn't have been surprised if Kate was on her knees that very morning with her mouth around her boss' cock, draining his balls during her mid-morning break. Jeff knew the way she dressed at work was anything but modest; short skirts, low necklines, sheer blouses and tight yoga pants revealing lacy thongs and lingerie.
At dinner, Kate wore a tight-fitting, short black dress and Mike had his hand up it for most of the meal, slowly manipulating her sex beneath the table. He had Kate worked up enough that when he brought his hand away from her sopping pussy to cut his steak, Kate's husband could smell her familiar sweet scent on Mike's hand. Jeff was jealous, but resigned and also turned on by her untempered need to explore her sexuality with different men.
After dinner the trio drank wine. Kate and Mike occupied the loveseat while Jeff sat in his recliner across the room. Mike had quickly figured out that Jeff wouldn't stop him from fooling around and openly pawing at his wife, and practically had one of her tits out as she half-sat in his lap.
Mike playfully rubbed her smooth, bare leg, inching up the hem of her short dress, as she ran her knee up his inner thigh and toward his hot crotch. Jeff saw her bedroom eyes and made a mild protest when she said she wanted to show Mike the new painting they had purchased, hanging upstairs in their room.
They ignored Jeff and went upstairs, and it only took a few minutes before Kate's husband could make out the tell-tale sounds of lips smacking and then the slurping sounds of Kate's expert cock sucking. It turned him on to hear the creaking of the bed and the escalating action overhead in the loft bedroom.
Jeff sat downstairs, pathetically jerking his cock as he listened to his wife enjoying what sounded like rough sex with her boss, not twenty feet away; Kate having left the bedroom door ajar. When he stood in the corner of the living room he could practically see her through the loft slats, getting her shaved cunt plowed doggy, Mike holding her hair in his hand, spanking her ass hard to make her yelp. Jeff was still shocked at how roughly she seemed to like to be treated when she fucked other men.
Soon he could see that Mike had gotten underneath her, and Kate's husband watched her place her hands behind her head and show off her glorious, fake tits. Mike groped, massaged, then suckled and nipped at her swollen nipples. All the while he slid her up and down his shaft.
Ten minutes of hot sex later, Kate's husband couldn't believe how hard his wife came or how long Mike was lasting, as he spied his wife's legs, now high in the air, the headboard thumping in rhythm against the wall as Mike fucked her missionary.
Mike finally came inside her unprotected cunt, and there was a pause in the action before he heard Kate begin sucking his cock again. She likely hadn't come yet and she always made sure to get hers. They were in a different part of the bed, now hidden from Jeff's prying eye.
