9 comments/ 183647 views/ 17 favorites Fucking the Boss By: sharedhousewife I'm in my thirties and have been married for almost 15 years. It all started when my husband was sent to another state for training for one month. My boss was then trying to make a hit on me. Then one day, during overtime, when only two of us were left, I was working with my computer, when he suddenly came at my back putting his hands on my shoulders then proceeded to caress my breast with both of his hands and started to kiss my nape. I was surprised and I felt numbed and didn't know what to do but I felt aroused and excited and didn't do anything to stop him. This continued until a security man came and he was forced to stop. Funny thing though is that I longed for it and I knew that he still did not have enough. At lunch break, he invited me to go out for lunch. Although I had my suspicions, I accepted his invitation. After having lunch, he told me that we're just going to a place to pick-up something. To my surprise, we ended up in a hotel room. He then started kissing me. I asked him to stop because we were both married. I guess I'd had the hots for my boss, Mr. Sharp, for a very long time, but I knew he was married, and so I'd never done anything about it. I also had a policy of at least trying to keep work and sex separate, although in the past I had a co-worker who I was fuck-buddies with, before I met my boss. Now my husband and I do have an open relationship, but still, most of our encounters with others, we share together. Somehow, I just couldn't see myself explaining that to my boss, or even seeing him in bed with another man, much less my own husband! And so my fantasies about Mr. Sharp, my boss, stayed just that, fantasies! One day I was in the bookkeeping room doing some filing. It is also the room with all our office copy machines, and as I filed, people would come and go using the copiers. At one point, I was on the other side of some file cabinets, and in walked Mr. Sharp and another male co-worker and they were talking. Neither man knew I was there, and I kept it that way, as the topic they were discussing was sex, and their wives! The one guy, Terry, said something about how his wife hardly ever gave him oral sex any more, and Mr. Sharp just chuckled and told him that his wife hadn't done that for him in well over a year now! The topic then shifted to public sex; with both men agreeing that neither of their wives would even consider it, much less do it! It then got quiet for a minute, and then came a confession from Mr. Sharp, that really surprised the hell out of me! Mr. Sharp was telling Terry that his marriage was probably over anyway, as he and his wife even slept in separate bedrooms now, and had been for over eight months! Terry asked him if that meant that he hadn't had sex for eight months now, and Mr. Sharp responded, telling him it was more like closer to a year since he'd last had sex! A year! I personally couldn't even imagine going without sex for a month or two, but a year! It was right after that the two men left, and I was again alone in the room. Waiting a minute or two, I went straight to my office because my panties were positively soaking wet from my pussy! I was so turned on, that I had trouble concentrating the rest of the day that day, and Mr. Sharp popping into my office with questions certainly didn't help either. By the time I got home that night, I was so horny my sister thought I was nuts making her hang up the phone early, just so I could hurry up and get naked in bed with Scott. (Of course she didn't know that part!) Once in bed, Scott immediately knew something was up. So as we lay there, me stroking his hard cock, and him fingering my wet pussy, I told him the whole story! We were both getting really worked up, but Scott's two word response really threw me off guard. "Donna, just fuck him" was all he said, and so I had to ask him why he was bring so cruel about another man's situation? Scott laughed, and told me that he really meant I should fuck him, and that I had his permission. Now since we'd first married, he'd known I had a "thing" for other men, but this suggestion even took me by surprise! I asked him to explain, and Scott even went so far as outlining a plan where I would accidentally be working late the same night I knew Mr. Sharp would, and that I simply use my female charms, and seduce him! I asked him if he was serious, and he quickly pointed out how hard the cock I was holding right then was, and then he rolled on top of me as I spread my legs open, penetrated me, and started fucking me! Before he stopped talking though and really started slamming his hard cock in and out of my very wet pussy, he added one last thing. Afterwards, I was to come right home and tell him every single juicy detail! God, I love my husband! I didn't want to just chance springing things on Mr. Sharp though, and facing possible rejection, so I took things one step at a time. So I started flirting and giving him glimpses of my 36DD tits. Sometimes I wore clothing a little too suggestive for the office, but not enough to get me into any trouble. Then there were the lunches, and accidentally brushing against him as we walked, and other lots of other little things women do, to hopefully show they have an interest in a man. I felt it was all working too, as he was a lot more attentive than ever and he was also in and out of my office a hell of a lot more than ever before. No one ever walked into another person's office without knocking first, but more and more Mr. Sharp was doing that to me, and often catching me bent over while filing, and getting a rather nice shot of my now panty-less clad ass! That to me was the number one indicator that he was possibly primed and ready, as I mostly wore thong panties anyway, which really meant that he was seeing most of my bare ass anyway. I never scolded him, and he never said anything about me not scolding him! I now felt the time was right, and so all I had to do was wait. I wanted to wait for a night he would be working late, and then I would be working a little overtime, myself! A little after five, when I knew Mr. Sharp really was staying, I called Scott and let him know I was working late on a special project that night, and that was all that was said by either of us. After all, we both already knew the real reason I was going to be "working late"! It was almost two hours later though, before the entire office was deserted. Mr. Sharp had no idea I was still there, as our individual offices are on opposite ends of the floor we worked on, but I knew he was still there having checked and seen his light on, and even heard his voice as he was on the phone. As soon as I was really sure everyone else was gone, I locked my office door, stood and took off my blouse and bra. I then put my blouse back on and started to pull my thong off too, but then thought better of it. Most men I know love to strip a woman's panties off during foreplay. I also knew Mr. Sharp had seen my thong and ass before, and I knew it had excited him, and so, I decided to keep them on at least for now! Leaving my office, I walked over to his and started to knock, when I realized he was again on the phone. It didn't sound like a happy conversation either and I quickly figured out he was talking to his wife. I honestly hoped this wasn't going to put a damper on what might happen, but at the same time, I thought that just maybe it would be the final push he needed to make this happen! I heard him slam the phone down and then I waited. I waited a good five minutes, wanting to give him a chance to calm down a bit, and then I knocked. I'm sure he wasn't surprised someone would be knocking on his door at that hour, because a lot of us often worked late or came in very early. We were all on salary on my floor, and so no one really cared how much overtime any of us worked. I heard him say to come in and so I did. Mr. Sharp is an assistant director, and so he has one of those large, executive type offices, complete with the big oak desk and executive chair. It has one private bathroom and a huge soft couch, and a couple of big plush chairs. As soon as I stepped in, I saw him perk up right away and he said my name (Donna) and asked what I was still doing here. As I stepped in and the office door shut, I locked it, trying to be a sneaky as possible and hoping he hadn't noticed! Apparently he hadn't since he started talking right away. Mr. Sharp was sitting on his big couch, a bottle of bourbon on the little table next to one end, and a glass that was less than half full, indicating he'd already had at least part of one drink. He seemed pleased to see me and invited me right in, patting the couch and indicating for me to sit. I asked him how things were going, and for a split second there was a frown. He told me things were just so-so, but now that I was here they were much better. I scooted a little closer to him and nudged him with my elbow, and then scolded him for not at least offering me a drink. He started to get up and I stopped him, telling him I knew where the glasses were and I was perfectly capable of getting one for myself. I then put my hand on his thigh, as if to push myself up, making sure my fingers at least should have been right where the head of his cock would be under his pants, and then I got up and strolled over to the little cabinet across the room. I was sure he was watching my ass as I walked, and I had worn a skirt that day that was maybe a little to short, but not that tight. As I turned to walk back, I swear I saw his hand quickly move away from his crotch. I was also glad that I had taken off my bra. Not only could Mr. Sharp see my tits jiggle under my blouse, but my nipples were so hard by then a bra would have only irritated them and not stimulated them! This time when I got back to the couch, I sat down right beside him, thigh touching thigh, and he damn sure didn't move. He damn sure didn't seem to mind either! He poured me a drink and then we toasted to something silly about our jobs and State government. Then as I sipped about a third of mine down, Mr. Sharp drained his glass! Setting his glass down, he half turned to me and then managed to get my name out once again. I turned into him and we kissed! I wish I could tell you I had to work at it; that I had to seduce him, but that just wouldn't be the truth. This was a man who was both lonely and hungry. A man who, if he wasn't lying, hadn't had sex in over a year! I'd spent the better part of a month by then taking our work-related friendship and using every trick in my rather large book of womanly tricks to let him know I wanted him; to let him know I wanted his hard cock! No matter what anyone says, I know that once the pheromones are flowing and the hormones going, there isn't a man or woman on this planet that doesn't know when the time is right; when I want him and when he wants me! We were both kissing with a pent up passion that can only happen the first time a man and woman are together sexually! Almost immediately his hand was inside my blouse, and he was cupping my big tits. His fingers sought my hard nipples out, and right then he sighed, telling me how big and hard my nipples were! Like, I didn't already know that! My hand sought out his hard cock, squeezing it though his pants, and then it was me saying the dumb thing, as I told him how big and hard his cock felt! From that point, it was all happening so fast! Mr. Sharp's shirt, my blouse, and then I undid his pants. Suddenly Mr. Sharp seemed to freeze, and then a single word, "Door?" I used my hot breath in his ear and I told him I already locked it, and then clothes were again flying! I wanted to be somewhat in charge because there really was a certain way I wanted things to go, but at the same time, I did let him have his way for a while. Mr. Sharp attacked my tits! I knew his wife was much smaller breasted than me, and I guess he'd probably looked at my tits, maybe even fantasized about them for so long. So for a while at least, I let him suck them. At this point he still had his boxer shorts on, and so after letting him play with and suck on my tits for a while, I sort of pushed him back. Before he could say anything, I slid off the couch and got down, kneeling between his legs! I slid his shorts down, and his beautiful hard cock sprang into view! He had a very nice cock too! Just guessing, I figured he was an inch or so shorter than Scott, and since his is exactly nine inches long, that meant Mr. Sharp was around seven, maybe seven and a half. He was the same thickness as Scott though, and I had always been satisfied with how "thick" Scott's cock was! Mr. Sharp also had big balls as well, and one of my own private secret little turn-ons has always been men with large balls! As soon as I leaned over and ran my tongue around the head of his beautiful hard cock, Mr. Sharp groaned. He groaned and his hips came off the couch. Normally, I would have started licking his hard shaft next, but with him with his situation, I immediately opened my mouth and sucked his cock in! "Oh God Donna! You have no idea how good that feels, and you have no idea how long it's been for me!" Okay, well I may not have had a real idea how good it did feel to him, but I did have an idea how long it had been. I'd heard that for myself, even though he didn't know I'd heard it! Looking up at him, I let his hard cock slip from my mouth for just a second, but I still held it firmly in my hand. I then decided to tease him. "Ask me to do it Mr. Sharp! Ask me ... to suck it for you, oh God baby, tell me to do it, tell me, it turns me on so much!" His eyes were glazed over, his look one of passion, and one I can only describe it as one of pure lust! "Suck it for me Donna! Oh Yeah, suck my hard cock!" I was doing just that, my mouth sliding up and down his thick shaft. As I said before, normally I would have taken a lot more time; done a lot more licking and then licked and sucked his balls as well. But that night, I knew how long it had been for him, and so I just sucked! Just as I'd figured too, it didn't take long. His hips were gyrating and he was moaning loudly. His hands were on my head, and his fingers tangled in my hair. As I sucked up and then back down, he would thrust his hips up, attempting to fuck his hard cock into my mouth. Only a moment or two longer, and then his voice moaned! "Oh God Donna, you're gonna make me cum!" He was being a gentleman warning me, but all that made me do was suck harder. My head bobbed up and down over him even faster, and then he groaned loudly, and I felt his cock jerking in my mouth. He had quite a large load, but he tasted wonderful, and so I did my thing. I sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed, until his balls were drained; at least for the time being! When I sat back up beside him, he kissed me. I was still holding his cock and it was still very hard, not surprising for a man under his circumstances. He again attacked my big tits, and this time I let him. Then as he pushed me back, I lay back on the couch and lifted one leg; hanging it over the top of the couch and spread my legs open even wider for him. I could feel his breath on my pussy, and then he said something about how he just wanted to look for just a minute. I told him to take his time and then he told me I might think he was silly, but mine was the fist completely shaven pussy he'd ever seen close up in his whole life! I would have laughed had it not been so sad, and I spread my legs open even wider and told him to look all he wanted. I felt and heard him breathe in, and I knew he was sniffing my pussy. I looked over and saw his hard cock twitch, and it turned me on to know my "smell" was turning him on too! His tongue came out and slid between my pussy lips, and I moaned softly and told him to lick me, and told him how good it felt! Mr. Sharp ended up being very good at licking pussy, especially for a man who had not had much practice in a long, long time! I knew he could make me cum that way, but by then I wanted to fuck. I wanted to be fucked, and in the worst way. Looking down at him between my legs, I sort of tugged at his shoulders and he immediately got my intention. Moving up my body, he was now on top of me, and I could feel his hard cock poking, probing at my pussy. I reached down between us and held him, held his hard cock in my hand, and I guided it between my wet pussy lips and up against my wet lips! The head of his hard cock felt huge, and it was just beginning to press into me. I groaned and looking right into his eyes, I begged him to fuck me! He thrust forward and the head of his cock penetrated me! "Oh God, yes Gary! (Mr. Sharp) Fuck me! I need you to fuck me now!" He thrust forward hard and his balls smashed into my ass. He was all the way inside of me, and without hesitating, he withdrew and then thrust into me again! It was immediately wild, and it was animalistic. As he thrust down into me, I lunge my hips back up at him. His balls were smacking off my ass, and we were fucking like two teenagers in heat! I was actually surprised and caught off guard, as my first orgasm blasted through me! It had been a while since I'd climaxed this easily this soon after starting to fuck, and it was wonderful! My orgasm caught Gary S. off guard too as well as the intensity of it, and he even slowed down for a moment to ask me if I was okay! My hands slapped down hard on his ass, and I told him in no uncertain terms not to stop now! Our "fuck" may not have lasted long, maybe fifteen minutes all together, but it was so fucking intense! After my first orgasm, I could quickly feel another building. I knew he was getting close too, as the power, the intensity of his thrusting only increased. His balls were just smacking off my ass, and then in one huge and powerful thrust, he suddenly buried his cock as deep inside of me as he could get it, and then he held himself there! As soon as I felt the first jerk of his hard cock and then felt the first blast of his hot cum shooting into me, I lifted both of us off the couch and just ground my pussy into his crotch. My tits were smashed into his chest and I was grinding so hard against him as he came inside me, and then I blasted off myself into an even more intense orgasm than my first! We were both breathing hard, our bodies all hot and sweaty. I held him as he lay on top of me, his body covering mine. Neither of us spoke and then we kissed, tenderly, but still with passion! His cock grew soft and slipped out of me, and eventually he got up and got us both a towel. We sort of half sat and half lay together for a long while, whispering softly, and talking about nothing. Little by little I let my hand wander, until once again, I was toying with his now soft cock. He began to grow hard again, even though it took a little while, and as his cock stiffened in my hand, he whispered to me telling me I was insatiable! I thought to myself, if he thought I was insatiable now, then he ought to see me in bed with two men and two hard cocks! Eventually I slid back off the couch and then once again had his cock in my mouth, bringing him back to full erection! When he was fully hard again, I let his cock go and slid back up by him, and then probably almost gave him a heart attack as I told him point blank I wanted him to fuck me bent over his desk! The look on his face, his expression, was just priceless as he asked me if I was serious, and if that was what I really wanted. I assured him that I did want just that, or I wouldn't have asked. He then got the oddest expression on his face and he told me he really, really wanted to, but only if I would let him do one thing first. I quickly asked him what and he told me he wanted to fuck me with the door open with the possibility of someone observing us. I sighed and told him I would love for him to do just that! Fucking the Boss(es) Author's note: The names of my co-workers have been changed, for the security of all concerned, as I don't know who will read this. I wouldn't want to ruin anyone's career, my own included. I hope you enjoy my continuing exploits. * I heard my name on the overhead pager. "Uh-oh," my friend Keisha said. "What did you do now?" We both laughed. She knew it couldn't be anything serious. Still, I was a little nervous. It was the first time in 2 ½ years I'd ever been paged overhead. My store frowned on using employee's names on the overhead. Instead, they used a numbering system for our ASM's, or department managers. My ASM was still on vacation. "Maybe they're throwing you a birthday party," Keisha volunteered. I doubted that. As I took the escalator to the upstairs offices where the store manager and her assistants had their offices, I thought about what had happened the week before. * * * I had been due for my annual evaluation, but my own department ASM had just left on vacation, so one of the managers from a department upstairs had given me mine. He explained that it was strictly against company policy to go past my deadline, since they didn't pay retroactively. That was fine with me. The ASM, a guy named Bob Hanstine, was an attractive guy in his early thirties. He was someone my coworkers and I had fantasized about before, but until that day, none of us had ever had any real contact with him. That all changed, in one afternoon. "Hi, Tori," he said, seating himself opposite me, his eyes holding mine. The room he had chosen for my eval was a part-time storeroom that was just large enough for a stack of files and a couple of chairs, when cleared out. We were having a clearance sale, so it was empty. Still, I thought it a little strange that we were doing this here, instead of one of the ASM's offices. I didn't really mind; I found the closeness very stimulating, especially with his knees touching mine. I let mine separate just a little; I'm a terrible tease, sometimes. My skirt was short, but not inappropriate, by store policy. Still, I knew he could see well up my thigh. He noticed. "I hope you don't mind our meeting here," he said. "The other offices are just too busy this morning. Besides," he continued, "I like the idea of being face-to-face, so to speak; especially when the face is so nice." He smiled. He knew by my own smile that I had picked up on his meaning. I bit my lower lip, a gesture I've been told is very sexy in certain circumstances, and he smiled again. "Ah. Good. Now, Tori...I'm looking at this review, and I'm thinking it's not really reflective of how you've performed this last year." I waited, unsure of what to say, and he continued. "I'm going to change these percentages upward by quite a bit," he said. "I'm also going to lower your quota expectations." He hesitated. "I don't know how your manager is going to take it, but I've been watching you for quite a while. Quite a while," he repeated, "and I know a good employee when I see one. You're also very attractive...and that's a plus, in this business." He let his words sink in. This wasn't normally done, I knew, and I wondered what my own manager would say when she found out. I imagined she would confront me, and certainly him. Bob didn't seem concerned about that at the moment; his eyes were on me. He'd been glancing down to where I had my hands in my lap, and now he reached out and took one of my wrists. "You can relax, you know," he said very softly, and stroked my wrist once with his thumb. I let my knees part a little more, and took a deep breath. I was suddenly very aware of how turned-on I was, and I wondered if he could sense it. I smiled at him. He was watching my face closely. "Mr. Hanstine," I said, finally. "I appreciate that. Is there some way I can thank you?" I spoke quietly; barely a whisper, but it sounded like a gunshot going off in the little room. He seemed much more calm than I was, and laughed softly. "Tori, that's entirely up to you," he told me, but his knee was pressing against mine, now; pushing it subtly outward. I glanced at the door. He started to rise, and I put my hand on his hip. "I'll do it," I said. There was no doubt about where we were going, but I wanted to be in control. He sat back down, and watched me as I went to the door. I locked it and turned to him. Wetting my lips, I said, "One time only," and waited for his response. He nodded. When I loosened his belt, I could feel him shaking slightly. His breath was uneven. It served to empower me; I knew he was at least as nervous as I had been. My lust had taken over, though, and I was ready for this. I wanted this. I unzipped his slacks, and I could already see his erection tenting his boxers. I slid my hands down over his hips, taking his underwear down at the same time. He raised himself off the chair, reaching for me. I kissed him briefly as I slid his pants to the floor, then pushed him gently back in his chair. I wanted him to watch me. I unbuttoned the top 4 buttons of my blouse and slid it back off my shoulders, then unhooked the front snap on my bra. His hands went to my breasts as I settled to my knees, between his legs. His cock was nice; not too big, but it filled my mouth as I slid my lips around it. He sighed loudly as my tongue swabbed the underside, and his hands kneaded my breasts gently, pulling at my nipples just enough to excite them. I began to suck him, wrapping my hand around the base of his shaft as I slid my lips up and down his length. In minutes he was panting. I could already taste his precum, and I knew he wouldn't last long. I moaned as I sucked him, knowing the vibrations would speed things along. I wasn't in a big hurry, but I didn't want this to go on for too long, for fear someone would catch on. I didn't need my coworkers talking about us; there was already enough drama in my store, at any one time. The flexing of his hips told me he was close. Suddenly, his hands left my breasts, and went to my shoulders. He uttered an "Ogod," and then his hips thrust upward, tensing. In another second, I felt his cock thicken and contract, and his first load exploded onto my tongue. I swallowed it and waited for the second, which was larger, and then the third. After swallowing that, I began to suck him more deliberately, and he moaned as I tortured him with pleasure. When he pushed me off his cock, he could barely speak! "Th-thank you, Tori," he stammered, as I pulled my bra back together and rearranged my blouse. "That should be all." I nodded, licking my lips as I did. "It was...nice," I told him, and left him alone to get dressed. * * * Now I wondered what might have come out of this. Had somebody seen us, and said something to the manager? When I got to reception, Sherri told me to go in, and that Mr. Hanstine was waiting for me. Great! I walked into the first office, and there were actually two men there; Bob Hanstine and Mr. J.W. Davidson, our West Coast Divisional Manager. They smiled slyly at each other. "You see what I was saying, J.W.?" Bob walked over to me, took my arm in his hand, and pulled me into the room. Mr. Davidson was looking me up and down. His eyes were shining. "She's lovely," he said in a deep, resonant voice. "Good choice, Hanstine." I didn't know what to say. My initial fear, that I was going to lose my job, turned to wariness. What were they up to? It didn't take long to find out. "Happy birthday, Tori," Bob said quietly. He went on. "I told Mr. Davidson what an exemplary employee you were. We wanted to honor you, so we're taking you out to lunch." He leaned over and kissed me on the cheek, right in front of the boss, and I suddenly knew what they had planned. The store bigwigs didn't come from Fresno just to take their employees out to lunch! I knew where this was going, and I didn't mind. "Is this part of the new incentive plan?" I teased, looking directly at Mr. Davidson. He was watching me with the same look I used to eye my Christmas presents with, the day before we were to open them. It looks like Christmas is coming early this year, I thought. But for who? I wet my lips and smiled at J.W., then said, "I think I'm going to like working under you." He smiled back, his perfect teeth a brilliant white. I wondered, absurdly, if he was married. J.W. Davidson was close to 60, I guessed; much too old for me, normally. However, he had a glint of mischievousness and youth in his eyes that made him look younger. His body was lean, and he looked like he worked out regularly. There was an undeniable sexual attractiveness to him. I could see myself with him. That thought, and the promise of being with both men, had me moist with anticipation. That I was whoring myself out never crossed my mind; Dan had already prepared me for a situation like this, and now I was going to do it. I couldn't wait to tell him about it, later! * * * There was no pretense. We took the boss's Mercedes directly to a motel, and J.W. made a point of asking for a suite. Turning to look at me, he told the registration clerk, "This lovely lady deserves the best room in the house." I avoided the clerk's look. I knew J.W. was showing me off. Meanwhile, Bob's hand was on my ass, stroking me softly through the material of my skirt, and I knew that other people in the lobby were watching. I was on fire with lust! J. W. made a point of saying loudly, "No bags. Not staying that long," when the desk clerk asked. By the time we got to the door of the room, Bob was kissing me passionately, and I was really excited; I had my hands all over him. J.W. followed us, seemingly content to watch our passion grow. We practically fell into the room, and I backed to the bed without looking behind me, taking both men's hands as I did. "You're an eager beauty, I'll give you that." J.W. smiled as my knees contacted the edge of the mattress, and I settled onto the bed. I looked up at him. "I'm hot," I said simply. "That you are, Tori," he told me. He laughed. Then he turned to Bob and said, "She's yours, first. I want her after she's sufficiently stretched." My cunt moistened at the thoughts that went through my head. Bob wasted no time, murmuring to me as he reached for my stretch top, "God, I've wanted you for more than just the last week, Tori. I can't wait to fuck you." He pulled the top over my head, and I shook my hair loose as he unfastened my bra by the back snaps. I leaned back on my elbows on the bed, then, watching him. "Mr. Hanstine, do you have condoms?" I asked. He stopped in his tracks. I looked toward J.W., who was smiling broadly. "Didn't prepare, did you?" he said, accusingly. I sensed that Bob hadn't made any points there, and wondered what kind of evaluation he'd be getting! Winking, I retrieved my purse from where I'd dropped it on the floor, and emptied a half dozen packets onto the bedspread without a word. Then I looked at J.W.. He was grinning like a Cheshire cat. "Hanstine, this girl is leadership material!" His laughter echoed through the spacious room as he settled onto a chair to watch. Bob, re-energized after his faux-paux, was tearing at his shirt and tie. I waited, content to let him undress us both, and knowing J.W. was watching me closely. I wondered what his cock looked like. Once Bob was naked, he took my hand and pulled me up from the bed so that he could remove my skirt and panties. As I stepped out of both, I put my hands on his shoulders and pushed him down on them, watching J.W. the whole time. Bob dropped to his knees, his hands sliding down the backs of my legs, and I spread them for him. "Eat me," I ordered, my voice husky with lust, and my eyes on J.W.. He was sitting, one leg crossed over the other, until I said that; then, he planted his feet and leaned forward, eager to watch. I saw his hand go to his lap, and run across the sizable lump in his trousers. Bob worked his head up between my thighs, his tongue lapping eagerly at my labia. They were slick with anticipation. I put both hands on the back of his head. It was a position of power, and I knew J.W. would appreciate the irony. I began to work my hips back and forth as Bob licked me, watching J.W. through half-closed eyes. He was rubbing his cock through his slacks now, his eyes intent. I let Bob eat me for a few minutes, but my mind was totally on J.W.. He finally unzipped his slacks and pulled his cock free, and I got to see it for the first time. It was big. It lay, still only half-hard, along his leg as he began to unfasten his tie, and it was already bigger than most of the cocks I had seen. I couldn't wait to feel it inside me. At last I sank to the bed, and told Bob to put his condom on. As he did, I crawled backwards on the bedspread, pulling both pillows behind my head as he prepared to fuck me. I made sure I could see J.W. behind him. When he crawled up between my thighs and slid his cock inside my pussy, I made a face, like it was painful. As I expected, J.W. smiled. "Do her right, now," he instructed Bob, who was already energetically rocking his hips into me. He supported his weight on his fists, on either side of me, and drove into me with long strokes. After a couple of minutes, I gave myself over to the sensations radiating up from my cunt and leaned back into the pillows. It didn't take long for my first climax to hit; I was already excited from being watched. I exaggerated it, for J.W.'s sake. "Ohhhhh...oh, God!" I moaned loudly. "Oh...oh...ooooohhhh...GODDDDDDD!" ______ upped his pace, and I could see that J.W. was stroking himself just as rapidly. His cock was fully erect, now, and it was huge. He was standing, his hand gliding rapidly back and forth over the shiny surface as he watched us, his expression intent. Then he unrolled one of the condoms over it. Within another minute, Bob exploded inside me, well before I could achieve another orgasm. His systematic stroking gave way to a series of disjointed thrusts, until he was spent; then he collapsed onto my chest with a huge sigh. I immediately felt J.W. moving onto the bed. "Better clear out, bucko, unless you want me fucking your ass!" It was an order, and Bob pulled from me without a word, rolling off to one side. I looked down to see J.W.'s enormous member bobbing between my legs. It was an angry red hue, and looked like it was ready to split me apart! I didn't expect much foreplay, but I was surprised when he thrust inside me with no warning. It hurt, and this time my face displayed real pain. He laughed. "Now, that's a man," he boasted. His cock stretched me to my limits, as he lay over me and began to fuck me. He grunted with every full thrust, and I grunted back. Thank god for lubrication, I thought. He was rolling his hips back and forth, pulling my labia out with each withdrawal, and folding them onto themselves with each thrust in. His mouth sought mine, and I realized his breath was peppermint-y. Points for hygiene, J.W.! I kissed him deeply, and felt his tongue invade my mouth, licking my own, and the backs of my teeth. The pleasure his cock was giving me was undeniable, and I skated rapidly toward another orgasm. This was going to be a big one, I knew. I grasped his shoulders with my hands, turning my face to the side. I wondered how a man so much older than me could excite me so. As my groin exploded in pleasure and radiated up through my body, I arched my back and cried out. This time it was honest. "Oh, god; oh, god; oh, GODDDDDDD!" I wailed. I'm sure anyone in an adjoining room could hear me, and it energized him. He fucked me harder yet, and my orgasm built. "Ooooooooooeeeaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiwwwwww!!" I suddenly screamed. I felt like my body had exploded; the pleasure was that intense. J.W. bore into me with newfound enthusiasm. My whole body had gone rigid, and my jaw was clenched so tightly that it hurt, later. His cock tore at my insides; he used it like a weapon on me, and it was a most effective one. I've never had anyone fuck me with so much relentless passion. His stamina was amazing; he fucked me through a couple of more orgasms without showing any sign of tiring. Suddenly, though, his body went stiff, and I knew he was going to cum. "Oh, shit!" he yelled. "I'm gonna.....oh, GOD!!" He slammed into me one last time, and I felt the condom bulge under the flood of semen he suddenly deposited into it. I was grateful he was covered; even with the pill, I thought he could have gotten me pregnant with sheer volume! I cried out as he filled the rubber, and I felt it backwash onto my thigh. His scrotum was flexing with the labor of pumping out another copious load of cum, and his hips began to move as he emptied his balls into me. I held onto his shoulders, unable to move my body, and let him fill me. At last he appeared to be spent. I turned my face to him, and he was watching me, as always. He was smiling, the crinkles around his eyes like little ropes. "Liked that, didja?" he asked rhetorically. The answer was written on my face. "Oh, yeahhhhhh," I answered, and kissed him again. To my surprise, he began to kiss me more passionately, and I wondered if he was going to get hard again. His mouth worked mine, his lips surprisingly soft and supple. I slipped my tongue between his teeth and moved my hips under him. When we broke, he laughed out loud. "Goddam, you are a hottie!" he exclaimed, but he pulled from me and rolled off to one side. I looked across the room, and Bob was sitting fully dressed, looking away as J.W. reached for his slacks and underwear. I sank back into the pillows, trying to catch my breath. When I got up, the trail of man-slime across the bedspread was unbroken, and I lay in a pool of our mixed juices. J.W., suddenly the gentleman, tossed me a towel from the bathroom, and I cleaned myself up as best I could. By the time I was ready to get dressed again, they were both seated, watching me. "Hope you liked the show," I quipped. Bob didn't laugh. He knew that his elderly boss had outfucked him all over the place, and he wasn't happy. I didn't really care; I'd had him now, and my raise was secure. I knew that. I took J.W.'s arm as we left the suite. He had Bob return the keycard while we sat in the airconditioned Mercedes. Back at the store, Keisha was full of questions. "Damn, girl...where you been all this time? I thought you got fired." She looked at me with worry on her face. "They fuck you over, or what?" I just smiled. Fucking the Boss It was like a scene from a porno movie as neither of us was shy about anything now! I got on my feet and bent over his desk as he unlocked and opened his office door, sticking my ass right up into the air. Gary S. got behind me and right away he was upright, and then I felt the head of his cock poking into my pussy again, and then once again he was inside of me! As he held my hips and started fucking me from behind, I began to think he was really getting into fucking my pussy! As he eased himself inside of me, I felt his fingers digging into my butt cheeks, and I continued pushing back into him as well. His pubic hairs were against me and then I could feel his crotch pushing into me; his hard cock was buried as deep inside my pussy as he could get it! I heard him, almost gasping for air, and then his voice, so sweet, so gentle, as he suddenly spoke! 'Oh My God Donna, I never knew! So Hot! So Tight! I just never knew! Oh My God Donna, your pussy feels so fucking good!" I looked back at him. I wanted this to be for him a fantasy moment he would never forget in his whole life, and so I looked back at him and the spoke to him! "Oh Yeah Baby, and your cock feels so good in my pussy, and I absolutely love a hard cock fucking my pussy, so fuck me, fuck me now and cum in my pussy whenever you are ready!" His hands were on me and his hard cock inside of me, and once again he began to fuck me, only this time deep inside my cervix! It was incredible that now as Gary S. fucked my pussy, I was getting so close, and then I knew I was going to climax! Once again, another rather intense orgasm that surprised even me! I could feel my vaginal muscles contracting around his cock. I could hear him grunting and feel him thrusting into me. Suddenly he was clutching my hips hard, and then even more suddenly he thrust his hard cock up into me, impaling me onto his thick hard shaft. Then he held me tight, my ass pressed into his crotch as his cock jerked violently inside of me and he filled my pussy with cum! His body jerked hard against me, once, twice, three and then four times, and with each spasm. His cock jerked hard inside of my pussy and his cum blasted out into me! At the beginning of this night I had worried! I had worried about whether or not he would even want me, and now, well now, he'd cum in both of my holes! His last orgasm in my pussy had been the most intense by far, and now I knew we were through at least for this evening! Gary almost begged me to let him keep his cock in my pussy for a while longer, and I told him to take as long as he wanted. He reached around and fondled, squeezed and pinched my tits and nipples. Over the next few minutes he must have used the words, "fantastic", "wonderful" and "incredible" at least a dozen times each. I accepted his compliments and returned them, all the while thinking to myself, what an absolute fool his wife must be! Then there was motion in the doorway and we turned our heads to observe two young Hispanic female janitors smiling and pointing at our sexual coupling. One of them pulled on the door knob and uttered, "Sorry Mr. Sharp, we didn't know anyone was still inside the building!" Gary S. continued to fondle my breasts and hold his erection inside me as the ladies slowly pulled the door closed and giggled as they walked down the hallway. I told Gary S. that he got his second wish fulfilled of fucking in public and being seen. As Gary's cock grew soft and slowly slipped out of my pussy, I knew several things! This wouldn't be the last time and who knew what was to come after this night. I gathered up my clothes, opened the door and walked in nothing but my stiletto heels down the hallway towards the ladies room to dress. As I sauntered past the two women sweeping the floor, they gestured at my naked form and giggled. The older one eyed my leaking pussy and said in broken English, "So, you fuck with the boss man?" I hesitated in front of them, dipped the fingers of my right hand into my crotch, scooping up some of Gary's semen, and displayed his cum on my fingers to the girls. I then licked the cum off my fingers seductively and continued to walk down the hall as the girls giggled and conversed in Spanish. Donna