0 comments/ 3975 views/ 1 favorites Erotic Play By: Yuminia Breathing heavily, I try to hear around me to find some clue as to where you are. My eyes are covered by a blindfold and my hands are tied above my head. My legs are spread apart, bound as well. I pull at my restraints for what seems like the hundredth time but they do not budge to let me have more control over my body. Already I am getting aroused, my pussy throbbing in anticipation and need. A touch on my breast draws attention and a small pull on my nipple has me arching a bit. Then it leaves and I lay back on the bed, frustration lacing me. Biting my lip, I keep the small whimper from coming out and once again try to hear where you are. A caress to my side, starting at my breast and stopping at my hip, makes me moan softly and wiggle, wanting you to go further down and across my thighs to my sex. However, the hand is removed and I growl out, wanting to be touched and stroked. Several minutes pass it seems and I start to whimper, not liking being alone for so long. A slight noise brings my attention to the center and then I feel something sliding up my legs. I shiver as it goes further and closer to my sex and start to moan loudly, loving the feel of whatever it was. Then it goes away and I start whimpering loudly wanting it back or your hands back. Your mouth starts up my legs now. Nipping and tracing lightly over the skin. I moan loudly, completely aroused by this point and wiggle. Your hand pins my hips down and I let out a whimper as your mouth completely skipped over the aching part of me and to my stomach. You nipped in a couple of spots and I arched off the bed, gasping and moaning loudly. Then your mouth was gone. Begging, I asked for you back. For you to touch my pussy, stroke it, relieve the ache there. For your cock in it, stroking and filling me completely. Two fingers enter me suddenly and I arch, gasping and moaning. They swirl around inside my sex and I groan. Then, slowly, they move out and go push back in, antagonizing and teasing. I moan and mewl, wanting more, needing more. Wanting you to go faster, harder, and allowing me to cum. You ask what I want. "Faster. Harder. More. Please Sir." I hear a slight chuckle and then your fingers leave my sex. I whimper and grind my hips to air, wanting you back. Then your fingers are back and the thrust this time is harder. The pace faster. I gasp and pant, moaning louder as I near my orgasm. Walls tightening, I squeeze around your fingers and wait for the moment to release. Right on the edge, you pull back and leave me. "Sir," I whimper "Please. I need release. I need your fingers or your cock." I try clenching my thighs together as I wiggle but the bindings don't allow me to. Your hands slid over my body, down across my sex, and completely down to the end. A second later I am flipped onto my hands and knees, the bindings on my legs released and put back on. My knees a spread apart and I feel you behind me. A slight moan comes from my lips as I anticipate what will come next. Soon I feel the head of your cock rubbing against my lips. I groan and try to push onto you, put you pin my hips under your hand and I can't move again. I moan and whimper, trying hard to get onto you. "You want this?" You tease, rubbing up and down my lips and pushing a little into my sex. I groan and nod my head. "What was that?" You push in then pull back out. "Yes," I pant. A slap on my ass and I groan. "Yes Sir. Please." "Please what?" "Please put your cock inside me. I need you inside me, filling me and making me cum. Please Sir." I start begging, telling how much I want to feel you inside me. A slow push and you start entering me slowly, and I moan. Feeling you filling me, stretching me out as you go and I know soon I will be cumming. "Can I cum sir?" I ask, moaning. The heat in my stomach was waiting to explode. "Cum around my cock and squeeze me tight." You thrust the rest of the way, being careful not to hurt me and I shatter, my walls squeezing you as I scream out. As I came, you pushed further in and soon I was filled completely with you. Slowly, you moved in and out, not waiting for me to come down from my high. I grunted and moaned as you moved, begging you to give me more, to go harder, to cum inside me. You sped up and soon I was cumming again, my sensitive walls clenching hard around you, almost making it hard for you to move. I hear you grunt as you go faster, a little bit harder, and I know soon I will be cumming again. I shatter around you once more and bury my head in the bed to stop my loud screaming. I feel you twitch and then your hot cum coating me inside. I groan, content and filled, and after you remove the bindings curl up into you. Soon I am fast asleep. Erotic Pleasure in the Shop My name is George. My wife and I are both 58 and I invested my redundancy money in a small shop two years ago which is doing OK. We open 9.30 -- 4.30 6 days a week and trade is quite good so we decided to take on extra help this year. We've got a Saturday girl, Anna, who does the hard slog on our busiest day, and we've got a lady during the week to cover the lunchtime period, 10-2 in fact. Her name is Jenny and this works well for her as she has two young kids at school and as my wife is fairly flexible we can cover for her when she has to take time off for the kids. In school holidays we bring in another schoolgirl to rotate with Anna who appreciates the chance of extra money. Jenny is 34 and not bad looking. She has a great figure to say she has had 2 kids, she's about 5'2" with shoulder length brown curly hair and a good pair of tits which are about size 38, a contributing reason to me taking her on. She's not what you would call well qualified but she is very sensible and pleasant, and being a former receptionist she speaks very well. Although me and the wife don't have sex all that often, I often regularly fantasise about having sex and certainly notice the attractive customers that walk in. When it's quiet my attention turns to Jenny, as I admire her curvaceous figure, pretty face, nice hair, and large bosom. I've often wondered what she would be like topless, or whether she switches from her prim and proper, yet helpful, service mode when she's in bed. We have a casual dress code and I've often had the pleasure of glancing down Jenny's tops as she bends to re-stock our lower shelves, or leans on the counter to check a delivery note. Her full smooth--skinned breasts enticing me to look closer for longer. I notice her nice bottom when she wears jeans or trousers, and occasionally her skirts are above the knee with the hemline going further up when she bends down or when she sits in the rest room. Our rest room area consists of a separate toilet and basin, a kitchen unit and sink, with a kettle and microwave, and an old sofa. We occasionally do stock taking on a Sunday but my wife made a big thing about not wanting to do the next one because we constantly disagreed with each other on the last one, telling me I could struggle on my own. Jenny asked if she would be paid if she helped, no doubt wanting to recoup some of the lost wages due to having time off to look after one of her kids during the week. "Single time" I said, not wanting to pay double time for something I've never had to pay for before. "OK", she said. Sunday came and I opened up, closely followed by Jenny who was as bright and cheerful as ever. We left the blinds down as we didn't want to give the impression we were open to any casual shoppers. I normally wear a shirt and tie but today wore a polo shirt, jeans and shoes, as well as socks and underpants of course. Jenny wore a pretty white short sleeved blouse, with a slightly plunging neckline. Her skirt came to just below the knee and was a blue and white patterned print skirt, the sort that you can see through if it was against sunlight, and white slip-on sandals. I could see her bra straps through her blouse and assumed she had panties on of course. We started sorting things out and worked really well. This was much better than working with my wife, as Jenny agreed with every decision I made and we both got a sense of achievement out of our work. We had a snack and a well deserved cup of tea as we finished up. I started looking through some old birthday cards that we decided to sell at giveaway prices and began laughing at the jokes. Jenny joined in and we were soon in fits of laughter. We stood up to put the cards back into a box on the kitchen worktop and I commented that it was nice to be happy in our work. Jenny said that she couldn't be happier with this job and that she appreciated how well we treated her, allowing her time off without notice and without putting her job at risk. I put my hands on her waist, still happily smiling from reading the cards, and said "I cant think of a more perfect assistant." "Oh thank you," Jenny replied. I then realised I had my hands on her waist, Jenny looking at me as though to ask me what I was going to say next if I wasn't going to take my hands off her. "Errm, no, I mean, you are really, really nice," I mumbled, still with my hands holding her waist. "Thank you," she blushed and smiled. I smiled back, thinking at least she hasn't told me to keep my hands to myself - yet. "Sorry, you probably think I'm a silly old fool," I said. "No, of course I don't, why would I think that?" Jenny replied. "So you don't think it's silly for an old man to like a young attractive woman like you," I tried to flatter. "You're as young as the woman you feel," Jenny laughed, quoting one of the cards we had just read. I laughed too, still keeping my hands on her waist. The laughing subsided, "So you really like working here then?" I asked. "Yes, its great," she quietly replied. "And the people?" I asked. "I get on well with your wife," she replied. Was this suggesting I had better watch my step? "And me?" I asked. "Yes, I think I get on well with you as well," she continued. "I think you and I get on extremely well, don't you?" I asked. "Yes, I suppose we do," she responded, looking slightly apprehensive. "I certainly think the world of you, young lady," I said as we looked at each other, our smiles having completely disappeared. "Oh," she said, but nothing more. I looked at her for a few more seconds and then leant my head forward. She seemed to move her neck and I briefly wondered if she was trying to avoid me. But I successfully engaged her lips with mine. Sliding my hands to the back of her waist as I kissed her, I paused briefly in case she wanted to object, but without allowing too much time I kissed her again, and to my delight she returned my kiss. "You're lovely," I broke off to say. "Oh," she smiled before I kissed her again. This time pulling her slightly towards me, feeling her breasts settle against my chest. Her hands had come to rest on my arms as we kissed a few more times, and then I moved my right hand to cup her left breast. "Ohh, George," she gasped, realising what I was going to do, and in fact did. "You're lovely," I repeated, as I continued to gently fondle her superb breast. "George," she gasped, before I stopped her talking by giving her another kiss. Her right breast was crushed against my chest as I continued to fondle her gorgeous left breast, her nipple gradually stiffening in reaction to my thumb massaging it, my left hand tightly round her waist and stroking her back. As she gasped her warm breath into my mouth I offered my tongue, and was rewarded with a tingling sensation throughout my body as her tongue met mine. "George," she broke off with a smile. "Oh, Jenny love, you're not going to tell me you think I'm a dirty old man after all are you?" I hopefully asked. "No..." she started before I stopped her with a kiss yet again. She kissed back and I slipped my left hand under the bottom of her blouse, making her gasp again as I felt the smooth bareness of her back with my hand. Moving upwards I grabbed her bra clasp and she gasped yet again, allowing me to force my tongue into her mouth as I easily unclipped her modern bra. "Ohh, George," she breathed. But I wasn't stopping to enter into conversation. I moved my left hand round her side under her blouse, feeling the warm softness of her ribcage, her loosened bra on the back of my hand unable to stop my advancement to her right breast. At the same time I had dipped my right hand and brought it up under the left side of her blouse, as I simultaneously took hold of both her perfect naked tits. "Ohh," she loudly called out as she threw her head back, her mouth open wide as I eagerly fondled the most perfect pair of tits I have ever set eyes upon. Whenever she seemed to be pulling herself together I gave a tighter squeeze of her tits and pinched her nipples, causing her to resume her breathless gasping. My dick wanted to join the action as it painfully pressed against the inside of my jeans, as I pondered what I should do next so as not to spoil my chances of having her. I lifted her bra and blouse upwards, completely exposing her fantastic tits, and then kissing her as I went to pull my shirt off. "Uh," she grunted, confused that I'd knocked her hands away by my pulling off of my shirt. I quickly grabbed her and pulled her towards me, kissing her as I felt her lovely bare tits against my bare chest. She put her hands up to my shoulders as I pressed her bottom, her stomach unable to miss the hard-on between us. Her mouth opened and I immediately inserted my tongue. I think she was going to say something but soon dropped all such thoughts as her tongue began participating with mine. Her skirt had an elasticated waist and I took hold of both sides and began to push it down. "George, no," Jenny softly gasped. "Don't tell me you hate me after all," I falsely pleaded. "We cant," she almost cried. As her arms were still on my shoulders I used my upper body to guide her near to the sofa. Leaning into her, she began to lose her balance and tightened her grip around my neck. As she began to slowly fall backwards I pushed her skirt and panties right down to her knees, exposing her fantastic figure and even more fantastic little black bush of hair between her legs. "Oh George, we cant," she called out loudly. "We can if we really like each other and can keep this to ourselves," I urged. She had lost her grip of my neck as she lay on the sofa, attempting without a chance to grab her disappearing skirt and panties as I knocked her sandals off when I pulled them past her feet. Almost stark naked beneath me she pleaded "George, we cant." "I wouldn't do this with Anna because that's the sort of childish thing she'd say, but you're a gorgeous sensible adult woman," I reasoned, looking at her confusedly digesting what I had just said as I quickly undid my jeans and pushed them down with my underpants. "But, but," Jenny started as her eyes widened as she saw my big hard dick waving at her from between my legs. Deciding I hadn't time to take my clothes completely off I lowered my self on top of her. "Geoooorge," she squealed as I pinned her underneath my body. She tried one last "George, we cant," before I kissed her and started to feel her naked body. Supporting myself slightly with my left arm I ran my right hand up and down her body a few times before sliding it between us. Finding her little hairy pussy I began stroking the hair with my fingernails. "Oohh," Jenny laughed as she arched her back slightly, and then began to moan. I kissed her and then placed a finger on each side of her pussy, feeling the velvety smoothness before gently opening her lips. I then slid both my fingers into her sexy little cunt. She gasped and grabbed my neck with both her hands and I then plunged my tongue down her throat. Having a good feel inside her already wet cunt made my dick jerk with impatience. And who could blame it with this absolutely gorgeous in every way, young married woman, 24 years my junior, laying there waiting to be fucked by her boss. I began to move my legs between hers. "Oh no," she gasped, but never made any request to stop as she realised the inevitable was about to happen and she was going to have sex with her randy old boss. I remember thinking that if I had known a perk of running a small business was having sexual intercourse with your prettiest member of staff, I would have jacked my job in years ago. I decided to have one last good feel of her before having her. That's a strange term I thought, having her. What exactly am I having? I'm having the woman of my recent fantasies, the mother of two young kids, the previously faithful wife of a man I've never met, the trusted assistant of me and my wife, a woman who's young enough to be my daughter or daughter if I had children. But whatever I wanted to call her, I was damn well going to have her. I forced her knees wider as I took complete control of her and my dick found the entrance to her warm wet cunt without me having to use my hand. I lay on top of her and kissed her neck, her sweet perfume wafting up my nostrils. "Oh god, I don't believe I'm doing this," she whispered. And then "Oh god, ohh," as my dick finally entered her. "Ooooohhhhhh, oh god, oh god, oh god," she continued to gasp as I forcefully pushed my dick all the way into her delightful cunt, and I allowed myself a little smile as I savoured the nakedness of my beautiful married young assistant laying beneath me waiting for me to start fucking her anyway I wanted to. I began to fuck her slowly as her arms clung around the top of my shoulders. I guessed my dick was probably bigger than she was used to and she was holding on until she got more used to it inside her. After a little while I started to increase the pace, trying to control my feelings as my dick thrust deep into her lovely cunt. I eased my self off her for a while as I began to thrust faster into her and Jenny was moaning "Ohg, ohh, uhh, oh, orr, orr, arr, ohh," as she began to respond to my every thrust. "Oh that's so good darling," I broke the silence, as I watched her whole body being shaken by my hard fucking of her. "Oh, George, ohg, ohh," Jenny uttered between thrusts. She was obviously enjoying being fucked like this herself as she began to thrust her hips and pelvis in time with my movements. I lifted Jenny's right leg and then Jenny rested both heels on the back of my buttocks as my dick relentlessly pounded into her. She was giving me a really good fucking and I tried to delay my ejaculation by thinking of something else, like I wonder what my wife is doing while I'm having fantastic sex with our posh-talking young assistant who cant add up without the till, or what's Jenny's husband and kids doing while wifey and mummy is completely naked and letting her dirty old boss have the best fucking of his life while she moans with pleasure and writhes around under him. After about two minutes of fucking her hard like this I suddenly called out "orrgh" as my buttocks tightened and I gave Jenny a handful of slow deliberate thrusts, pumping my load into her pretty little married cunt while I held her naked body tightly. "Ohh, ohh," Jenny gasped as I rammed my dick hard into her, squeezing her as I finally fucked her. I filled her with semen before collapsing on top of her. We lay still for a while, my cock still inside her, both gasping for breath after our exertions. I gently kissed her and stroked her body, amazingly realising my dick was going hard again. It hadn't done this in years. "My dicks going hard again, shall we do it again?" "George," Jenny laughed, but said nothing more. I raised myself to arms length above her and began moving my dick in and out of Jenny as she stretched her hands to my neck and smiled up at me, her cheeks redder than I'd seen them before. Her breasts gently shuddering to my every thrust. Jenny kept smiling and then kept closing her eyes and opening her mouth in appreciative gasps of pleasure as I once more drove my stiff dick deep into her cunt. Jenny began biting her bottom lip and closing her eyes tightly as I kept up the pounding of Jenny's sexy cunt once again. Jenny began moaning loudly, "ohhh, orrr, orr, oh yes, oh yes, I'm going to come, yes, yes, oh yes, I'm, I'm, Oh I'm coming, oh yes, ohhhhhhh, ohhhhhh, oooohhhhhh," getting loader until the last two were screamed out. The fantastic sight of seeing her tits wobble and my dick thrusting into her had totally aroused me again and I dropped onto her and began ramming her faster than I ever thought I could. The sofa was now creaking under our frantic humping. I let out another groan as I slowed down slightly, pumping yet another load of semen into her. She held onto me as she let me finish fucking her once again, before I sloped off her, a wet patch appearing on the sofa cushion where our mixed juices had overflowed her little cunt. We started to get dressed, "I'd better be going home," she said sheepishly. Not knowing what to say, and not knowing if she'd ever come back to work for me, I said "by the way I'm going to say that you did such a fantastic job that I'm giving you double pay for the time you've been here, and a rise." "Thanks," she smiled. We eventually left and although I still let her know I fancy her we haven't been in a situation where I can try to see if she will be receptive to my advances. But I'm not retiring yet. Erotic Pleasure With The Boss I have written a few stories of my early extra-marital adventures, which were the start of discovering my true sexuality and the pleasures that some variety has brought me. Mike and I have found that having the freedom to explore other erotic opportunities has kept the excitement going in our marriage – and we keep our relationship strong through openly sharing the excitement and eroticism of our experiences. We have agreed, and resolutely stuck to our agreement, to never have sex with any individual more than three times to avoid the risk of getting into an emotional affair. This has worked for us over many years and we enjoy very fulfilled sex lives. More recently we experienced a variation of our sexual escapades due to some adventures with our common boss. This is how it started. **************** I leaned across Rodger's desk to forward to point out the relevant details on the documents in front of him. As I explained I realized that he was not following me but was staring down the front of my blouse. Leaning forward as I was, my blouse hung slightly open at the front allowing him to see my bra and the top of my breasts. I remembered that I was wearing a rather sheer bra and so Rodger could possibly even see the outline of my nipples. A bit embarrassed I blushed and straightened up. To my surprise Rodger did not try to hide that he had been having a good look. Giving me a devilish little smile, he said, "Ann, you are a very good looking and sexy woman. Your husband is a lucky man. I am sure that is why he seems so happy and content." I enjoyed the compliment but blushed again at the sexy reference. I replied awkwardly, "Thanks for the compliment Rodger. I like to stay in shape for Mike. He is a great husband and we enjoy each other's company very much." Mike had been working for Rodger for a number of years now and enjoyed his job as marketing director. About 2 years ago Rodger had asked if I could help out with the office administration work on a part time basis. His wife, Jill, had tragically died in a car accident shortly before that and she used to do all these tasks for Rodger. I was happy to get something to do as the kids were now out of the house and my life felt a bit empty. Mike and I liked Rodger not only as a boss but as an individual as well. He was determined businessman, but a kind and considerate individual. Rodger was also a lot of fun, and only occasionally did he reveal the inner loneliness that he experienced after the loss of his wife. Mike was away on one of his regular business trips and I was particularly glad for the distraction of my job when he was travelling. At closing time Rodger asked if I would like to stay for a drink. We did this from time to time, especially if Mike was there. It was always a pleasant way to ease out of the work day. Since I faced going home to an empty home that evening I happily accepted Rodger's offer. Rodger and I sat on the couch in his office and chatted happily as we sipped the ice cold wine he had taken out of the boardroom fridge. At one point Rodger smiled at me and said," Ann, I really got a bit of thrill being able to look down your blouse this morning. I hope you don't feel offended, and understand that since Jill died I don't get much of that sort of pleasure." Not knowing quite how to respond to Rodger's brief revelation of his life after Jill, I simply replied, "I'm not at all offended Rodger. I take it as a compliment that you still find something attractive in an older woman like me!!" I tried to lighten things up. I did feel a bit of a thrill that Rodger had found his glimpse down my blouse exciting. It made me feel good that even though I was nearing 50 that I was able to stir some reaction in Rodger who was nearly 10 years younger. "Your active lifestyle and time in the gym clearly keeps you in great shape Ann. Here's a toast to your wonderful figure ............. You don't look nearly your age!!!" Rodger gave me a big wink and raised his glass to me. "Oh Rodger, thank you again – but at least I can hide my flaws under my clothes." I gave a knowing little giggle. "Oh I'm sure you are just perfect under those formal work clothes. Why don't you un-button your blouse and let me see if I am right." Rodger gave me a big grin and looked me straight in the eyes as he said this. I was quite taken aback. Rodger was being quite forward in his suggestion, but something in me made me want to prove that he was actually right. I believed I had nicely shaped tits, and at 36C I was quite happy with them. I did feel unsure of getting a little risqué with my - and my husband's – boss, but on the other hand I loved his compliments and felt sure that he would have more good things to say if he saw me in my bra. The fact that I was wearing quite a sheer bra made me rather hesitant though. My uncertainty showed as I answered Rodger. "Rodger, I'm not sure that is a good idea. After all this is the office and you are my boss – and my husband's boss." He gave me his little mischievous grin again. "I won't tell, if you don't tell," he chuckled. I responded with a non-committal giggle. Rodger looked straight at me again and spoke quietly but in a little more serious tone. "Ann, I have had limited desire for other woman since Jill died, but you cause something to stir in me. I want you to know that I have tremendous respect for Mike, and I would not like to do anything which may cause problems between you two, or in our working relationship. Having said all this I would really get a thrill out of seeing you with you blouse off. I need to see a sexy woman again!!" I swallowed hard. Rodger made me feel desired, which eroded my resistance. Added to that he had hinted at his emotional loneliness which he implied I could help him overcome. Although still uncertain, I relented. "Okay Rodger – but only because you are such a special boss," I teased him. I put down my wine glass, turned on the couch to face Rodger and reached for the top button of my blouse. As I did this, I thought to myself, "My God Ann, what are you doing? You know that your bra is sheer and your boss is going to see your nipples as well." As I undid the top button I experienced an exciting tingle in my body. I had not let another man see this much of me for a good number of years. Although Mike and I had a fairly open marriage I had not been with another man for quite a while and this situation just reminded me of the thrill it could be. I was reaching for the second button when Rodger put his hand on mine. "I would like to do that Ann, if I may," he said in a tone just firm enough for me to know that he really meant it. This was an added development but I could not think of any reason to turn him down. After all I had already agreed to let him see me in my bra. I put my hands in my lap and gave him a wry smile. Rodger looked deep into my eyes as he slowly undid each button, as if trying to assess my feelings about what was happening. If he could read anything in my eyes he would have seen my excitement level slowly rising. I was feeling quite naughty allowing my boss to undo my top. Having undone the last button Rodger gently but firmly pushed my blouse off my shoulders and down my arms to just above my elbows. I had expected that he would just part the front of my blouse to expose my bra and tits. In this way he now had my arms trapped at my side. I felt particularly exposed and vulnerable. I was surprised at the slightly perverse thrill this gave me and noted a familiar tingle in my nipples as they hardened a little. "My goodness Ann, you are even more beautiful than I imagined. You look stunning – and the sheer bra makes you look ever so sexy!!" He smiled in appreciation and sighed as he stared unashamedly at my breasts. Embarrassingly my nipples hardened further in response to Rodger's comments. Feeling a bit awkward at my body's reactions I tried to rescue the situation. I gave Rodger a soft smile "I'm glad you like what you see Rodger, but I think I should put my blouse back on now." "Oh no Ann - I want to enjoy this sexy sight while you finish your wine." After pausing briefly to sense my response, he added jokingly, "And that is an instruction from your boss." We laughed together as Rodger proposed a toast to my sensual figure. I felt flattered by all his compliments and leaned back in the couch deciding to let him enjoy the view for a while. With my arms still restrained by my blouse I could only just sip from my glass, and had to be careful not to spill. Rodger chuckled at my situation but said that it made me look all the more sexy. "Does it give you a bit of a thrill to do be doing this?" he asked of me, looking down at my round nubs pressing against the sheer bra material. I nodded in reply. "I guess it does a bit. But I really shouldn't be doing this." I replied sheepishly to his direct question. "Let's see if you get a trill from being a little more naughty," Rodger winked at me and reached out cupping my one breast in his hand. My instinctive reaction was to stop him, but I was restricted by my blouse and the wine glass in my hand. I looked incongruously at the hand touching me, and didn't know how to respond. "Your tits feel fantastic. Many woman 20 years younger than you would love to have a body like yours!" Rodger continued his flattery as he gently massaged my breast through the thin bra material. I have always found any fondling of my tits very sensual and now was no exception. I was torn between knowing this was getting very naughty and wanting to submit to the pleasure. I was still undecided about whether to stop Rodger when he brushed his thumb back and forth across my sensitive nipple. I gasped as the powerful stimulation rippled through my body. My nipples immediately turned rock hard. "Do you like that?" Rodger teased me brushing my nipple again. I could not hide my reaction to his touch, so quietly admitted that it did feel good. He smiled and gently nipped my nipple between two fingers, eliciting a soft moan from me. Rodger reached up with his other hand, fondling both my tits. "Oh God Rodger, what are you doing to me?" I moaned as my nipples sent erotic signals through me. I was getting very aroused, but knew in the back of my mind that this should not really go further. "It's exciting seeing you getting turned on Ann. And I can see that you are enjoying it!" With that he reached up and hooked his fingers under my bra straps. Looking into my eyes for any sign of resistance he slowly slid the straps off my shoulders and pulled them down my arms until my tits popped out and the straps fell right down. I felt a huge rush of erotic excitement at being exposed to this man. I had not been topless with any man other than my husband for a good number of years. I thought I was beyond taking a lover at my age, but the rush of excitement I was now feeling made me wonder. Rodger reinforced this feeling by simply saying "God Ann, you are absolutely stunning and a real turn on!!" It always makes a woman feel really good when she knows that another man desires her sexually. Rodger gently fondled both my tits as he admired them. I loved the touch of his skin on mine. It felt so much more erotic than through the bra material. I let out little moans of pleasure as he caressed the sides and underneath of my breasts and sighed more deeply as he softly tugged at my nipples. "Rodger, we really shouldn't be doing this." I said meekly, knowing that I should be stopping him. "Do you really want me to stop now? Or do you want to submit to your sexual arousal?" He tugged at both nipples as he challenged me. "Oh God Rodger – that feels good!!!" I sighed as the erotic thrill overcame any thoughts I had of cutting things short. "Ann, I can see that you want to submit to your sexual desire -and I want excite and pleasure you. If I promise not to fuck you will you let me pleasure you Ann?" he asked rolling my nipples between his fingers. "Ahhhhh Rodger. I really shouldn't. But ..... Yesssss," I sighed as I felt my pussy start to moisten. I was already very aroused and the thought of submitting to whatever pleasures Rodger had in mind turned me on even more. I somehow felt relaxed at accepting his advances now as he had promised not to fuck me. Roger gave me a big smile. "Take off your blouse and bra - so I can see your tits fully exposed." I stood up to get them off, glad to get more comfortable and feel less restrained. Rodger told me to face him while I did this. "I want see a married woman being naughty and taking her top off for another man," he chuckled. "Now cup your tits and tweak your nipples. I always think it looks so sexy when woman do that." I sensed he was getting a lot of pleasure from seeing me topless so I obliged him and fondled my tits as he watched. It felt raunchy and sexy showing off for Rodger. "Does that feel good when you do it? Do you do that when you are on your own?" Rodger looked at me for an answer. I just nodded, meaning to answer the first part of the question. Rodger got up and gently kneaded my tits. "You are irresistibly sexy!!" he said with meaning. Strong sexual signals coursed through me as he fondled my tits and teased my nipples. Rodger leaned in to kiss the side of my neck giving me goose bumps. He whispered in my ear, "You are still overdressed. Take your skirt off for me." Although I very briefly hesitated, the thrill of exposing myself to Rodger made me reach for the zipper at the back. It briefly dawned on me that only a short while ago I was resisting Rodger's suggestion that he see me in my bra. Now I was topless and about to drop my skirt for him, leaving me only in a smallish thong. I felt an exhilarating thrill as Rodger watched me drop the skirt to the floor and step out of it. I was glad that I had trimmed my bush the day before so that I looked neat around my thong. Rodger let out a low whistle. "If I didn't respect you and Mike I would fuck you right here and now. You look so incredibly sexy wearing just that tiny little thong. Does it feel exciting to show off your body – to take your clothes off for me? Does it turn you on?" I smiled at him, "Yes!" It did feel deliciously naughty and I was excited by it. Rodger beckoned me over to the couch. I was more than ready to submit to more pleasures from Rodger, so I readily lay back with my head the one end and my feet over the other edge. As I lay back Rodger sat on the edge and let his hands brush over my nipples. Quickly they got really hard again. Seeing this Rodger leaned forward and took one of them in his mouth. Having given the one nipple expert stimulation, Rodger moved his mouth onto the other one and gave it the same erotic selection of sucking, licking and gentle nibbling. I just love having my nipples sucked and licked and was soon moaning from the erotic sensations. "Oh Rodger - you just don't know how good that feels. AHHHHHHH!!!" I let out a deep sensual sigh. He lifted his head slightly and smiled at me. "Is it making your pussy wet?" I baulked briefly at his direct question, but just responded quickly so as not to interrupt the pleasuring I was getting. "Oh yes, I am wet alright!!" With that Rodger started softly caressing the inside of my thigh while continuing to suck my nipples. His touch was so sensual and so exciting as his caresses moved higher up my thigh that I gave a little shiver in anticipation of him touching me between my legs. I eased my legs apart to give him free access. I desperately wanted to feel his hand on my pussy. When his fingers finally reached my panties and softly traced the outline of my labia, I gasped and my body shuddered. Rodger gently stroked all around my thong covered pussy and then slowly applied a little more pressure over clit. I opened my legs even more to give him the best possible access. The sensations rippling through me were amazing. I had not felt this aroused in a long time. I just hoped that Rodger would stick to his promise not to fuck me, because I certainly would not be able to resist that ultimate erotic thrill. Although my husband had been happy for me to fuck other men, I was not sure that he would feel the same about his boss screwing me. Rodger straightened up and let his fingers on one hand continue playing with my tits and nipples while the other continued a slow circular rubbing of my clit. I was moaning and trying to hump his hand. I was on an erotic high and heading towards a huge orgasm. "It's so exciting to see you submitting to your erotic desires. I think you are a sexual submissive deep down. You stripped quite willingly for me today. Do you submit to other men as well?" Rodger looked me in the eyes waiting for an answer as he stepped up the pressure on my clit and tugged at a nipple increasing my stimulation even further. My hips rocked and my tits tingled. I was really focused on reaching my peak now and my body was wracked with erotic sensations. "What do you mean? What do you want know?" I stammered between my short breaths. Sensing some hesitation Rodger pushed my thong aside and then slowly ran a finger around my hard, exposed clit. I moaned in pleasure as his bare finger touched my most sensitive spot. "You really want to cum, don't you Ann?" "Oh God..... yes pleeeeease Rodger. I am so turned on!!!!" He was now rubbing my clit slowly between two fingers getting me very close to my climax. Rodger suddenly withdrew his hand, looked at me and said, "I want you tell me a bit about your sex life if you want me to make you cum. Have other men persuaded you to strip? Have you had sex with other men?" I groaned. "Oh Rodger - don't do this to me now. Please just make me cum." "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" I let out a low deep satisfied sigh as I felt Rodger slip a finger into my pussy. He slid it in and out a few times then stopped, keeping me right on the edge. "Ann, I want to know if a sexy woman like you enjoys a full sex life. Do you fuck other men? I am not going to tell your husband – unless we are going to tell him about this as well. I'll make you cum if you tell me a bit about that side of you. Do you want to cum?" He stroked my clit to keep me on the edge. In an erotic stupor and not caring anymore I relented. "Oh God Rodger, you realIy are torturing me." I moaned, and relented. "Yes I have submitted to and fucked a few other men – but Mike and I have an open marriage and tell each other about these things." I hoped that this would satisfy Rodger and make him understand that I did not cheat on Mike. Rodger gave a big smile as he plunged 2 fingers right up my sopping cunt. Just a few thrusts of his fingers combined with his thumb on my clit took me over the edge. My body shook and I yelled. "AAHHHHHH........YESSSSSSSSSSS..........AAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" My pussy clenched onto his fingers and my sensitive nipples went rock hard as my ripples of indescribable raw sexual pleasure ran through me. As I came down from my sexual high I was aware of Rodger still caressing my leg and smiling at me. He just stroked me gently until my body had relaxed and I had got my breath back. "You are incredibly sexy Ann – and it's exciting to know that Mike allows you to enjoy and explore your sexuality within your marriage. Does Mike ever watch you with other men?" Rodger was being quite forward in his questioning me about Mike and my sexual behavior. I wondered if I should let this conversation take its course or should try to cut it short. I realized my dilemma was not that I was shy or embarrassed about my sexual behavior, but more that I still felt that it could affect the "boss" relationship. Rodger sensed my uncertainty and did not push me. He continued his sensual caressing and tried a different approach. "I bet you have had many men make a pass at you. You are a lucky woman to have a husband that lets you take advantage of that. Do you also allow him to go with other women? Is your relationship open both ways?" Erotic Pleasure With The Boss "Oh yes" I replied without hesitation. "Mike is certainly no cuckold type husband. We still have a great sex between us. We actually find it a thrill hearing about each other's escapades and end up having fantastic sex on those occasions." "Will you tell Mike about what just happened here?" Rodger asked with a little concern in his voice. "Yes I will. Mike and I have agreed on the open relationship based strictly on being totally open about what we do. This one may be a little awkward with you being his boss – but Mike will always support me and what I do." "I understand that it is a bit different with me being both of yours boss. I hope this does not affect our great friendship and working relationship." Mike looked at me with concern again. I assured him that it was no problem for and I was sure that Mike would be okay with it as well – as long as Rodger did not let it impact on the work relationship. "How do think Mike would react if we were to have sex? I am sure you can understand that I would love to have that ultimate erotic experience with such a sexy woman. It makes me even more hot knowing that you do fuck other men!!" "Wow Rodger – thanks for the compliment. I don't know how Mike would feel." I was feeling a little nervous about where this was going, but it did excite me to know that Rodger wanted to fuck me. I was not averse to getting it on with him. "Ann, when you tell Mike about today, I want you to tell him that I told you I would like to fuck you. In fact, I would like you to tell him I want to fuck you with him in the room watching. But it is important that he understands I want this not to make him feel subservient in any way, but purely that I want him to see me as his friend enjoying pleasuring his wife and seeing her enjoying the erotic experience. Surely that way we can keep the friendship strong and keep the erotic aspects separate from the work environment." Rodger looked at me questioningly. I hesitated as I thought about how I could approach Mike on this. Although during my early extramarital sexual flings I had not allowed Mike to watch, I had come to appreciate the added eroticism of seeing his arousal out of watching me with another man. I was already a bit hot at the thought of Rodger fucking me while Mike watched. I knew Mike would fuck me straight after it happened as well. Sensing some hesitation, Mike offered a solution. "Possibly the best and most open way to do this would be for you to tell Mike about today and tell him that I now know that you have an open marriage. I will then arrange for us to take it further over a bottle of wine after that. With all of us together I will tell Mike about my desire to fuck you and how I would like to ensure that our friendships and work relationship stay totally comfortable. Mike can then be open with me about his thoughts. I will also assure him that if he thinks it is not a good idea, then our lives will continue as normal. Does that sound good to you?" I smiled and leaned to kiss him on the cheek. "That sounds like a great idea Rodger! I am really excited at the prospect. Are you hard thinking about it?" I wanted to know if he was turned on now already. "Oh shit yes. Look at my trousers," he said glancing down at the huge bulge in his crotch. "Let me relieve you Rodger. You gave me a fantastic orgasm. I owe you one at least." I reached for his trouser belt. "OH NO!" Rodger said emphatically, gently pushing my hand away. "You only get to see me and touch me if your husband agrees, and with him watching the first time at least." I felt a little frustrated after the expectation of seeing his cock and pleasuring him. Maybe that was part of Rodger's way of teasing me to make sure I would make this work. I certainly felt a thrill at the prospect being fucked by Rodger and was going to work on persuading Mike to go ahead with this erotic potential. Little did I realize how quickly this was going to work out and how erotic this sexual relationship was going to become. Erotic Pleasures Brenda could feel the warm summer sun on her as she walked through the meadow towards the top of the hill. Her long dark skirt flowing in the lightly blowing wind as her hair danced with the invisible force. She carried a basket of tasty sandwiches, fruit and a cold bottle of wine. In the distance she could see him already waiting under the tree with a bag next to him. He had spread a blanket on the ground sitting upright holding his knees. Jack was wearing his usual tee shirt and shorts, to his side a duffle bag. His smile invited her to come quickly. The sun in the azure sky sparkled in his eyes. Brenda had always admired Jack's fine physique. He was quite tall with an athletically fit build. His short dark hair was always well kept and complemented his tanned skin. Her excitement was building in her as she approached the picnic site not knowing what he had ultimately planned for their rendezvous. As she neared the blanket, she saw that there was a rubber mallet lying near his bag. She wondered why he had brought that, but then realized that there were stakes driven into the ground at the corners of the blanket. 'Gosh, he thought of everything' she thought to herself. "Hi Jack." She said in a giddy little schoolgirl voice while offering a feeble little wave. "Hi Barb, you finally made it huh?" he responded. "Yeah, I forgot how far of a walk it was to get here from the road. It's been a long time since we were last here. How many years has it been now?" she asked through her labored breathing. "Well, we graduated 10 years ago, so I'd say that makes about 10 years too long." He said coolly with his perfect smile shining at her in the way that she remembered when they had attended high school together. She remembered that his glorious smile would make her melt inside and her knees get weak. She flashed him a big smile accompanied by a wink as she sat down setting her basket between them. "Ten years too long? She questioned. "Well, if you would have agreed to go out with me, all this time apart never would have occurred." Jack stated in a sarcastic sounding voice as he leaned closer to her. "You know, Jack, if I didn't have to study so much then and if my parents would have let me have more freedom, then maybe.....just maybe.....I would have spent some time with you." Brenda said as she whisked away the windblown hair in her face. "I do remember when our class came up here to check out this old tree and tested the soil. You were clowning around in the tree and an apple spontaneously fell down and hit you right in the head!" She giggled at the picture that she imagined her mind. "But Barbara, you do realize," Jack quickly started, " I did it all for you. Just to see you smile." Boy he is smooth she thought as she looked over his muscles gleaming in the rays of the sun. Her thoughts began roving in her head about what could be in store. She was comfortable with the thought of agreeing to meet him here. Brenda had longed to be with Jack since they were in high school. Jack reached in the basket and took out the bottle of wine that had already been chilled. He popped the top and poured them each a glass. He held his glass up high to say a toast. "To High School reunions and the new beginnings formed from them!" Brenda smiled and held her glass up to his lightly clinking them together. "Here, here" she said in agreement. She removed the sandwiches and offered one to Jack. He took it and ate it quickly. Just looking at Brenda was getting him excited for dessert. She looked delicious to him. He wanted to lay her down and have her for lunch. As she was finishing her tasty morsel, he was offering her a refill on wine. "Why thank you Jack. If I didn't know better, I would say that you were trying to get me to relax." She said with a hint of excitement in her voice. "Now Brenda, you must know how deeply attracted I am to you. I have longed to be alone with you and have my way with you." Jack professed. "Have your way with me?" she asked with a welcoming smile. "Well, you have made me wait for so many years before agreeing to see me. That's a long time built up. I can't help but notice how beautiful you are and my body can't help but react to it." Jack spoke with anticipation feeling his cock beginning to twitch. He was just waiting for the right moment to make his move. "Jack, I must admit that I find you exceptionally handsome. I have even had some very wild fantasies about you." Brenda confessed. "Really?" Jack questioned wanting to know more. "Yeah, I have always wondered what it would be like to have sex with you. To have you just take control and have your way with me and ravish my body." She continued to the surprise of Jack's attentive ears while finishing her glass of wine. "Oh Brenda, you have no idea how badly I want you. I want you now." Jack stated as he reached over and kissed her firmly on the lips. She responded with the moving of her tongue to meet his mouth. She lay back on the blanket and he hovered over her kissing her passionately. Brenda wrapped her arms around his back tightly. She wanted to get him as close to her as she could. She felt his hardening cock press against her thigh through his shorts. "Hey Brenda do you trust me?" Jack asked her breaking away from her moist lips. "Yes, of course I do Jack. Why?" She responded to him. "Close your eyes." He directed her. He moved and rummaged through his duffle bag. She then felt a soft cloth cover her eyes. He then gently lifted her head and tied it behind her head. "What's this for?" she asked. "You will see. I have a few things planned for us today. Just trust me. I will not hurt you." Jack reassured her. "I only want to bring you pleasure like you have never experienced before." He then took her hand and pulled it. She could feel rope being wrapped around her wrist. She felt him tugging and tying the other end. She wasn't sure what he was harnessing it too, but then she remembered the stakes in the corners of the blanket. He fastened her other wrist as well. Jack finally had Brenda right where he wanted her. He slowly unbuttoned her blouse exposing her flesh. He was delighted to find that she was not wearing a bra. He opened her top wide for his viewing pleasure. Jack stared at her small white breast. The dark areolas stood at attention as if to salute him. His fingers lightly grazed over her nipples. Unable to resist the temptation of them, Jack bent over and began to suckle on them one at a time. Jack reached for the bottle of wine that was nearly empty and poured the remnants over her chest. Brenda began to move slightly in the increasing pleasure. Without hesitation Jack began to lick the tasty drink from her sexy body. Brenda began to sigh lightly as she enjoyed his expertise. His tongue licked all over her chest and down her sides towards the blanket. Sucking and consuming every last drop, he could feel the hardness in his shorts begin to pulse. When he approached the top of her skirt, he stopped. His hands reached around the elasticized material and pulled it down. Brenda lifted her ass to assist him in the removal of her skirt. Brenda was tied to the ground outside totally exposed but yet feelings of excitement reeled inside her. Oh how she wanted to feel his cock penetrate her and bring her to orgasm. She was imagining Jack with his handsome face over looking hers longing to kiss him. She felt his lips kissing her belly making their way down. He found her clit and flicked it with his tongue forcing a moan to escape Brenda's mouth. He closed his mouth around her clit and sucked it with gentleness. Jack took his finger and brought it to her wanting cunt and plunged it deep into her. "Oh Jack, that feels so good. If I only had known what a connoisseur you are, I would have let you do this to me years ago. Ooohhh." She spoke to him as he was gratifying her. Hearing her words of satisfaction made him want her more. He dove his tongue deeply in her opening keeping his finger moving rhythmically. Moving his wet finger out and down towards the rim of her asshole. He gently massaged her anal opening before inserting his pointer finger inside the nice tight hole. Brenda was beginning to feel tingles within her that she had never felt before. She longed to free her hands and grab his head and push his face tightly against her hot cunt. Her body began to get tense. The animal reflexes that she was experiencing amazed her. She was normally such a passive lover, allowing her man to fuck her without much experimentation. Now that she was tied and helpless to respond, she felt such power building up inside wanting to escape in ways that surprised even her. "Do you like how this feels?" Jack asked yearning to hear how much she was enjoying his manipulations. "Oh yes Jack. Don't stop. Please don't stop. It feels so good. I want you to bury your face deep within me and taste me cum." Brenda responded in between her deepening breaths startling herself at the words that came out. That was all that Jack needed to hear. Knowing he was pleasing her turned him on so much. He licked and sucked at her clit, tonguing deeply inside her sweet tasting cunt. Jack grabbed the wine bottle and inserted it into her cunt. He began to push it in and out. She could feel the trapped air push and pull inside her. Brenda's moans indicated to Jack that she would soon cum. Jack was relentless; he didn't slow down for a second. He desired to taste her sex juices and persisted at a frantic pace. Brenda's body began to squirm and tense. Her moans could be easily heard through her gasping breaths. Jack pulled out the bottle and smothered his face between her legs where they tightened their grip around his head as a long shudder shot through her body. Jack began to slow down his work. He gently lapped up the juices from around her sopping cum-filled cunt. Tenderly he grazed over her very sensitive clit and made his way up her belly to her breasts again. Her dark nipples stood erect eager to welcome his warm mouth around them. "Oooh, Jack that was incredible." Brenda said in an exhausted dream like voice. "Well, my dear, there is more to come." Jack responded with the tone of great excitement in his voice. Brenda laid there wondering what was next on Jack's agenda. The expectancy began to build as he uttered his last words. Until now Brenda's sexual experience had been quite limited having only few experiences. The sensations that she was feeling now were all original and greatly intense. She wished that this would never end. Jack brought his lips to Brenda's mouth and so they could lock tongues in an intimate dance. She could taste the remnants of herself lingering there. At first she wanted to pull away, but quickly realized that the taste of her sweetness was very stimulating. Jack sat next to the side of Brenda now and pulled his shirt off. He desperately wanted to get his aching cock inside her and removed his shorts in very short order. His erect member was hot and ready for action. He straddled over Brenda's bare chest and coached the tip of his cock to her full succulent lips. Performing oral sex on a man wasn't the most appealing thought to Brenda, but now that she had a taste of what could be, she was eager and ready. At the first touch of his soft tip grazing against her lips, she immediately responded with licking her lips in search for a connection with it. He held it close for her so that she could kiss and lick it. "Oh yes, baby, I like that. That feels good" Jack said quietly as he was under the influence of desire. He moved his body up and leaned over her face in a push up position giving him a great angle to fuck her mouth. He lifted his upper body onto his arms and began to slowly bring his huge cock down into her mouth. Brenda wrapped her lips tightly around his hard member as he started to pull up ever so gently. He penetrated her mouth up and down causing a tremble to surge through his body. Jack moved away as Brenda expressed her disapproval with a sigh. She was unable to move to reach out to him. He lowered his pelvis over her sensuous body and braced himself for his ultimate breach. Brenda's body was squirming in anticipation. He grabbed her leg and brought it up straight and let it lean on his shoulder. He was able to bring his wet cock to her cunt and shove the head in. "Jack, push it in. Push it all the way in. I need to feel you, to feel all of you in me!" Brenda begged Jack to consummate this meeting, still surprising herself with the unexpected words flowing from within her. Jack inserted his cock in her prepared cunt. He was surprised at how tight it was. He needed to push so slowly yet, forcefully to get his huge member inside all the way. Brenda moaned audibly. "Oh Brenda, you feel so good. You are so tight. You are so beautiful." Jack spoke reassuring her as his cock stretched her. Keeping her leg up over his shoulder, Jack bent forward more and kissed Brenda. His hand removed the blindfold from around her head. He wanted to look into her eyes. Her dark brown eyes connected with his for a long intimate stare as Jack rhythmically rocked in and out of her luscious cunt. No words were spoken. Jack moved his mouth to her neck and kissed and licked it, continuing down towards her breasts. Taking one then the other sucking on each as he kept thrusting his cock deep within her. "Oh Jack. You are so good. Please don't stop. I'm going to cum soon." Brenda said in between deep breaths. Hearing this only made Jack want her more. He took her other leg and lifted it up with the other one and knelt towards her, giving him a great deep penetrating angle. He held her legs and began to fuck her with more force. He pressed in as far as he could go and pulled out increasing his speed. He began to plunge harder into her. Brenda's cunt began to tense and squeeze around his cock. He looked at her and saw her closing her eyes and releasing control. Her body was writhing from the pleasure she was experiencing. Jack took his finger and rimmed her ass. The juice from her cunt was dripping down and made for easy infiltration of his finger. She moaned loudly as his finger took her virgin hole. So succumbed to the incredible feelings, she did not protest against this violation. Her body began to shake and tense. Jack continued to fuck her harder, his balls slapping her with each thrust. He knew he wouldn't last much longer. His cum was building up fast and was ready to explode. "Brenda you are so hot. I am going to cum too. Cum with me baby." Jack said feeling a tremble going through his body. "Jack I want you to cum all over my body. I want to feel you on me. Cum on me and claim me as yours." Brenda begged knowing he was on edge. Jack looked at Brenda and kissed her passionately. Their tongues entwined. He lifted his body up. Slowly and forcefully he thrust into her deeply a few more times and pulled his cock out allowing his cum to spurt all over her. He eased her legs gently down then crawled up to her wrists to release her. He cuddled up next to her and she wrapped her arms around him. "Jack, you were wonderful. That was the most incredible experience I have ever had." Brenda gently spoke as her hand caressed the sides of his face. Their lips met for a tender kiss. Her other hand smeared his cum all over her belly and breasts. The sun sparkled over them as they lay there enjoying the moment.