53 comments/ 16819 views/ 46 favorites My Daughter made me Cuckold Him Ch. 01 By: Imstillfun Author's note: This is a cuckold story. It was written to titillate those who like cuckold stories. If you don't like cuckold stories, and it seems many of you don't, you don't have to read it. I myself find lots of stories I don't think are sexy. As soon as I realize I'm not interested I stop reading and move on. Now, if you like cuckold stories, and want to vote/comment. I'd love to hear what you thought, Even If you thought it was bad for a cuckold story. I leave my comments open. For those of you who hate cuckold stories, leave nasty comments, and email me threats, the fact that you read the stories, that you say you don't like, makes me think you are ashamed of yourself for jacking off to them. Being ashamed you are taking that anger out on me. I'm glad I am giving you an outlet to jack off to your private perversion and, when you feel ashamed, you have someone to blame it on. Comment away. They make me laugh. I know many of you self-shamed cuckold wannabes bomb my scores. The good news is that after a while the scores all go up. They all end up above 3.0. That means that more than ½ the readers who vote like them. So far, most of my stories have gone over 4 points and the one that hasn't, as of this submission, is heading that way. I hope that makes your day. ====================== My daughter Katie had just returned home from her first year at college and was looking for a summer job. In passing I mentioned it to my boss, Thomas, and he said we could use someone around the office. I worked as an admin for a small legal firm. Just 4 of us. I was apathetic towards the idea. On one hand she'd have a job. On the other we'd be working together. Like most 19 year olds she was willful and had a mind of her own. Especially now with a year of independence. She always fought with me when I asked her to do something. She was always trying to be in control. We had always fought about how she dressed. She rarely dressed as reasonably as I thought she should and always showed more skin than I ever thought appropriate. Men had been checking her out since she was a young teen. Last, and I know this was silly, but I hated it when she got checked out and I didn't. I missed the days I got checked out. Given that I was the only woman at the office. I got a lot of attention. I didn't want to share. I liked the attention. Being married for 21 years I didn't often have a chance to flirt. My husband often encouraged me when we were out to wear sexier clothes and even be "nicer" to men we talked to, but I never felt comfortable doing that in front of him. I felt it was inappropriate for a wife and mother. I didn't dress sexy for the office, but I wasn't averse to a little flirting or innuendo. I didn't make a great argument for hiring Katie. "Well, I'll ask but I'm not sure she can handle the workload, she may already have something," I said. Thomas, my boss, said, "OK, well ask her. If she's interested she can have it. I was terrible. I didn't even mention it to Katie. Even when she was complaining about not finding a job and worrying what she would do, I didn't say anything. That turned out to be a mistake. That weekend my husband took me, our daughter, and son out to eat. We ran into Thomas. He had met everyone before. After initial greetings he asked Katie how the job search was going. "Terrible," she said. "I can't find anything except fast food. I really don't want to work in fast food." "Well, like I told your mother, we could use you if you're interested," he said. My daughter shot me a glance. "That would be wonderful," she said. "When can I start?" "Oh. Great," said Thomas. "Your mother didn't seem to think you'd be interested." She shot me another glance. "Why not start Monday," he said. Katie accepted, we made some more pleasantries, and Thomas left us. Katie turned to me. She was obviously pissed. "Why didn't you tell me he'd offered me a job?" she said accusingly. I couldn't come up with a reason and just said, "It was only a few days ago, I forgot." "Mom, I mentioned just yesterday I was having a hard time, that didn't remind you? Really?" she said. She was obviously not buying it and a little mad. My husband stepped in, "Well, it's all settled now. Let's relax and have dinner." We settled into an uneasy truce. Dinner went fine, but I got a lot of sidelong glares. We had decided to drive in together Monday morning. As usual I put on nice pants, blouse, and a jacket. Comfortable, but appropriate, for the office. I called Katie telling her we had to go. I hated being late. She came into the room in a purple dress more appropriate for a club night out than the office. Katie is gorgeous. Blonde hair down to her shoulders, 5'7 about 120lbs, at a size 5 she had curves. In the dress she looked great, but not what I thought was office appropriate. The hem was well above the knee, and the short sleeved top showed cleavage. Not a lot, but more than I thought was acceptable. "This is an office," I said. "Not a night club. You can't go to work looking like a slut. Are you really wearing that?" "Slut? I could tell she was mad. "This is the closest thing I have to office wear. I'll have to go shopping. Besides, I'm too young to dress in the well dressed lesbian look you're in," she quipped back. We didn't have time to argue, "OK, get in the car. We can find you more appropriate stuff tonight." As we drove I thought 'Well dressed lesbian?' My clothes were perfectly appropriate and looked good on me. I wasn't as pretty as Katie, but for 21 more years, and two kids, I looked pretty good. 5'6", 120 lbs, I could also still wear a size 5. I kept in shape doing yoga 3 times a week. My hair was now a darker blonde but still pretty. I wore it up most of the time, but down it was between my shoulder blades. Still at 40 I did not think it appropriate to dress like I was 21. We arrived at the office and Thomas greeted us. "Morning guys." Then he looked at Katie. "You look nice. We can use some color in this office." When he wasn't looking Katie gave me a 'so there' look. Thomas started showing Katie around the office. It felt weird. Usually Thomas asked me to do everything. Here he was taking time out of his day to show her around. I could hear a few flirtatious comments. Usually they were saved for me. Katie responded by laughing or returning the innuendo. He gave Katie a desk right outside his office between me and him. I realized that through the glass he had a perfect view of Katie's legs. Given the length of her dress, when she sat down, she was showing a lot of leg. Nice leg I had to admit. I had kind of expected Thomas to filter Katie's work through me and I was kind of mad, hurt, and maybe a little jealous that he didn't. He would bring stuff directly to Katie and stand beside her or behind her as they talked. At one point I got up and stood behind her. I had a perfect view down her dress. In fact I could see part of the lacy bra she was wearing. Finally it was time to go home. Thomas thanked her for coming in and said he thought it was going to work out great. Katie hugged him and thanked him for the job. I was behind her. I could see her dress slide almost all the way up to her ass as she reached up to hug him. On the way home I was silent. I had no idea what to say. She did a good job, she worked hard, she deserved a job, and truthfully I had no idea what was bothering me. Finally, she broke the silence. "Well, I guess the dress was OK." "I don't know," I said. "When I was standing behind you I could see right down your dress. I think Thomas could too." "Really?" Katie laughed. "Think he enjoyed the view?" "Katie," I raised my voice. "That's not appropriate for the office and you know it." "I don't know," she replied. "He's kinda cute for an older guy." "Cut it out," I said. She laughed. I was not happy. I didn't like her flirting with Thomas. I didn't like that Thomas was also checking her out. She was 19 for pete's sake. I didn't want to admit that she was taking my flirting away. We rode the rest of the way in silence. I made dinner. My son James, 18, helped. Katie changed and came down in a pair of tight, short running shorts and a t shirt that showed her navel. Jim, my husband, put on jeans and a t shirt. I was way more aware of Katie's body and what she wore than usual. Jim asked us about our day. We both answered but there was a little terseness in the conversation, or maybe it was just my imagination. After dinner we went to watch TV. I changed into my pajamas. Usually a pair of pajama bottoms and an oversized T. Jim and I sat on the couch. James in the chair. Kate lay down on the floor in front of us with her iPad. We'd sat like this hundreds of times. For some reason, tonight, I looked at Katie differently. When she laid down facing the TV her shorts slid up her ass. You could see the curve of her ass cheeks. Her shirt slid up her back. Exposing it from the curve of her ass to her rib cage. She had a great body. I wondered if Jim or James noticed. I watched James. Every once in awhile he'd sneak a quick glance at Katie's ass. It was on purpose. His eyes pretty much went from TV to iPad to Katie's ass. It made me uncomfortable but I had no idea what to say. Why had I never noticed him looking before. What about Jim? He certainly wouldn't be checking out his daughter's ass? A quick glance told me I was wrong. In fact, he realized I'd caught him and gave me a weird guilty smile. I wondered how long this had been going on and why I hadn't noticed it before. When it was bedtime Jim wanted to make love. He was pretty passionate and I loved it, however it worried me. Was he turned on by me, or Katie. The question never occurred to me before. The next morning I got up, showered and got ready for work. I went to put on a pair of slacks, but stopped. I looked at the dress side of my closet. I wondered if I had anything work appropriate. I had a few. I put on a dress that came down to an inch above my knees. It had long sleeves and a conservative neckline. I checked myself in the mirror. It didn't show much skin but it did show off my figure. I went down and had some coffee and toast while I waited for Katie. Katie showed up in a tight red skirt. About the same length as yesterday's. The difference was it tended to ride up when she walked. She had a white button down blouse over it. You could clearly see her lacy bra through the material. I gave her a look. "What?" she asked in a huffy tone. Not wanting to replay yesterday I just let it go and said, "Nothing. You look great." She could tell I was not committed to the statement, but wasn't going to fight about it. We got to the office. Thomas wasn't there, but one of the other lawyers was. "Wow, who's this?" he asked. "My daughter," I said in my 'don't mess with her voice'. I introduced her. "Well, great to meet you," he said. "I can see beauty runs in the family." That made me smile. At least I was included. Then, still talking to me, he said, "Like the new look." I thanked him. He didn't say anything about Katie. Thomas came in about 30 minutes later. "You look nice," he said to Katie. Then to me, "Wow, a dress, I like it." We both thanked him for the compliment. I'd never been told I looked nice at work. I liked it. I admit I also liked that not just Katie got a compliment. As I mentioned Katie's desk was right in front of Thomas's office. She sat right in front of the glass wall. He could see her from the side. I noticed that, as she sat, the tight red skirt rode high up on her legs. She was showing a lot of thigh. She didn't bother to adjust it. Every once in awhile I would catch Thomas looking. If Katie had to get up, she pushed her chair back and got off of it on the side facing Thomas's office. I don't know what Thomas was seeing, but he always stopped and watched when she did. I assumed he may have seen more than he should. When she'd walk, she'd sort of adjust her skirt, but she never pulled it down all the way. When she walked around the office both Thomas and the other lawyer would watch her. Often Thomas would ask her into his office to help with something. I couldn't hear what they said, but I could see her touch his arm or put her hand on his shoulder as they talked. She would smile and giggle. I was sure she was flirting. At least twice she went to the file cabinet in his office and facing away from Thomas bent down, straight legged to get something out of the cabinet. It was weird. There was a part of me that was proud of having such a gorgeous child. On the other hand why were these guys checking her out. She was 19 dammit. What was she thinking flirting with her, my, boss like that, and then, there was a touch of jealousy. I missed being checked out. There was a time when I was checked out all the time. I guess, after I got married, I forgot what that felt like. After work we headed home. Our conversation had got back to normal. Katie offered to make dinner. Traffic was a bitch and we got home late. James had made dinner. I just wanted to wash up and get out of my clothes. I went to my room and stripped off my dress. I reached for a pair of sweats as I did I thought about Katie lying in front of the TV. I pulled on a pair of shorts and one of Jim's button down shirts. The shirt was just long enough that it looked like I wasn't wearing shorts. I left my bra on. When I got to the table Jim, James, and Katie were already there. Jim saw me first. "Don't you look cute," he said. I wasn't sure what his reaction was going to be, this was a positive one. "Are you wearing anything under that" Katie teased. "Maybe," I laughed back. Then not wanting to be too crazy showed them I had shorts on underneath. "Too bad," said Katie. "Right dad?" Jim laughed, "Never mind what your mother is wearing underneath. She's plenty covered and decent." I looked at her and jokingly said, "Do I ask you about your underwear?" Katie was wearing a little white T shirt that stopped an inch above her navel and a pair of loose, small running shorts. "No," she laughed, but it wouldn't matter," she said. "Oh?" I asked. "Why not?" She took a bite from her plate, and started to chew. "Cuz I'm not wearing any." Jim nearly choked on his food. James high fived her. I laughed. Dinner went on normally sharing a fun light mood. After dinner we cleaned up. James said he was going out and his friends were coming to get him. His two best friends were Adam and Steve. Yes, they made jokes about it. "They'll probably come in," he said. That was fine with me. They came in all the time. I did not even think about it. "OK," I said. He stood there silently. "Something wrong?" I asked. He looked uncomfortable. He shifted from foot to foot. "Come'on," I said. "What's up." "Uhmm," he started. "The guys often grief me about you being a MILF. I was wondering if you wanted to change." Wow, I'd never even considered the fact that these 18 year old boys would find a 40 year old woman attractive. Obviously I was wrong. I thought about his request. Actually the idea of teasing the guys a bit appealed to me. "Oh James," I said. "I am completely covered. It's not like I'm just wearing the shirt. I have shorts on." James just shrugged and went to his room. I felt myself anticipating the boys arrival. In the meantime i checked out Katie. It bothered me that she was there. I could barely see the outline of her nipples against the white T. I shook the thought off and sat down on the couch to check my iPad for mail. Katie was sitting on the chair at an angle with the couch. She had one leg dangling down and was sitting on the other. In that position her legs were spread and I could practically see up her loose running shorts. I was about to say something but knowing I was going to be checked out made me feel like a bad girl and knowing she was kind of exposed and I'd be letting them check her out as well made me feel even naughtier. I could feel my heart beating in anticipation. I tried to concentrate on checking my email. I didn't have to wait long. The doorbell rang. Despite James running to get the door, I got it before him. "Hi guys," I said. "Come in." Normally that would have been it. I would have left them with James and gone about my business. Today I noticed that they did check me out. Since James was right there I said. "What are you guys up too?" They were going to a friends house to play video games. "Oh fun," I said. Then I followed up with, "You know you guys can hang out here sometimes if you want." James gave me a look. "Cool," said Steve. "Maybe next time." I said good and walked back to the couch, maybe a bit more swing in my hips than normal. I could tell they were watching me. Adam and Steve gave a quick hello to Katie. She said hi, and went on with her iPad. I wondered if the boys noticed her spread legs and that you could almost see her pussy. Jim came in the room just as the boys were leaving. A quick hello/goodbye to the boys and he sat on the couch next to me. "How'd the boys handle the MILF?" he asked. I laughed, "I may have got a look or two," I replied. He kissed me. "Probably left with a hardon or two," he joked. I gave him a playful slap. Katie heard us and laughed. "Way to go mom," she said. Jim turned on the TV and then looked at Katie. I could see his gaze fall between her legs. I almost wanted to just pull the crotch aside and say, "There. Is that what you want to see?" Of course I didn't, but every time she shifted position his eyes went back to her crotch. I had that weird feeling of jealousy and pride again. Why was he, her father, looking at Katie's crotch. On the other hand, this gorgeous girl was my daughter and I was proud to show her off. Whatever the feeling was, I admit it turned me on a bit. When we got to bed that night I pretty much attacked Jim. Next morning I ran into James in the kitchen. "Way to go mom all anyone talked about last night was you." "Really?" I said way too enthusiastically. "I mean, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass you." "Well. It's more annoying than embarrassing," he said. "I mean, they're right, you are hot, and it is kind of cool to have the hottest mom, but it's also kinda of weird," "Weird. how? "Well, proud, and jealous, and a bit, ummm, exciting? It was fun seeing you look a little hot and teasing them." I kissed him on the cheek, "Thank you," I said. "It's nice to hear that and old lady like me can still turn young men on. Especially from one I love." That day at work I noticed Thomas had got there before us. The curtains to his office were closed. It wasn't a common occurrence but he did close them when he wanted to concentrate on something. After about an hour he came out and asked Katie to help him with something. She went in the office and he shut the door. As she walked in I took notice of what she was wearing. A maroon pleated skirt that came down mid thigh with a cream colored short sleeve top. It had a low V neck and just reached the top of her skirt when she stood still. Usually a little bit of her flat belly was showing. Katie was in there for about 15 minutes. When she came out she kind of gave me a guilty look and then went to her desk as Thomas opened the curtains. When Katie sat down I noticed how short her skirt was. She was barely sitting on it. As we were driving home I asked Katie what Thomas had her do. She flustered and then said that Thomas just needed some help organizing some documents. Again I felt jealous. Why Katie? Why not me? We got home from work and Katie and I started dinner. James walked in. My Daughter made me Cuckold Him Ch. 01 "Hey mom, the guys want to hang here tonight. Do you mind if they do?" I didn't mind. In fact the idea kind of excited me. Now that I knew they found me attractive it would be nice to have an admiring audience. Dinner was ready, we all sat down. Dinner was normal. I didn't say much. The fact that the were guys coming over was on my mind. I remembered them checking me out the last time and I remembered how it felt. I wondered what I should wear. I kept telling myself I was being silly, to just do what I normally would, but other thoughts kept creeping into my mind. Dinner ended and we did the clean up. Afterwards I went to change out of my work clothes. I'm not sure why, but after we finished the dishes I kind of announced I was going to go change. Normally I'd just head to my room after clean up. This time I made a speech. "Well, now that the dishes are all done. I better go change out of my work clothes before the boys come over." Everyone looked at me. Finally Katie laughed. "Ummm, anymore announcements we should know about?" she asked. I didn't answer. What was I thinking. Why did I make that stupid statement. I went to my room to change. i wasn't sure what to do? I had just made this big announcement. It was pretty clear what I changed into would be something I wanted the boys to see me in. What do I do? I looked through my clothes for casual lounging wear. Pajamas, shorts , sweats, Ts. Dammit. I still wanted to look good, but if I did everyone was going to know I did it on purpose. Could I live with that? I had no idea. I just looked at it all. "What's up babe?" I jumped. It was Jim. I was so lost in thought I didn't see him come in. I looked at the bed covered in pajamas, nighties, and sweats. I had no idea what to say. After all, The bed usually wasn't covered I. Loungewear and didn't think 'I'm trying to pick out something that will make James' friends notice me, but not look like I'm trying to hard so my husband and kids won't suspect me' was a proper answer. "Well," said Jim looking at the clothes on the bed. "I've never seen you worry this much." Jim came and stood next to me. I just stood there, no idea what to say or do. It was obvious he knew something was up. Finally Jim reached down and picked up 2 items, a pair of pink shorts and a matching tank top. They were from the Victoria Secret pink collection. They were very cute in a younger girl way. I had bought them for Jim to see when we were on a vacation. I never expected anyone else to see them. He handed them to me. "These look perfect'" he said. Jim had left the door open when he entered the room. I heard James approach on his way past our room. I was standing there holding the shorts and top. James looked in the room and saw me and Jim standing there. Me holding the pink shorts and top. "James, what do you think?" Jim asked. "These OK?" "Works for me," he said. "Might kill Steve or Adam. Especially Adam." And he headed to his room. My head was spinning. Both my husband and my son, My Son!, thought I should wear this in front of his friends. My heart was beating. The idea of being checked out, wearing just this, by men, dammit boys, other than my husband was scaring me. It was also exciting me. I could feel myself reacting between my legs. "See, perfect," said Jim as he left the room. He didn't bother to close the door. I blocked all nagging doubt out of my mind, closed the door, and started to change. I took off all my clothes and looked in the mirror. I wondered how it would feel to be looked at dressed like that. I always knew I had a good body. I just wasn't used to showing it off. Jim had often encouraged me to look sexier. I'd done that for him, once in awhile, when we were away on vacation. He'd always loved it and it led to the greatest sex, but I'd never been this bold at home. I pulled on the shorts. Maybe I didn't remember them, or maybe I was 5 lbs lighter when I bought them, but they were definitely tight. They were made of a stretchy pajama material that fit my ass like a second skin. They creeped into my butt crack and accentuated both cheeks and they were shorter than I remember showing a bit of the curve of my ass. The waistband was actually below my hips and tied with a pink satiny ribbon. They said Pink across the butt. The top was equally as non forgiving. It was a pink top with the word pink across the breasts. It clung to my body and ended and inch above my navel. My nipples stood out against the material. I stood there looking at myself. Could I really leave my bedroom looking like this? I was scared and excited. I must have stood there for 5 minutes arguing with myself. I tentatively decided it was ok. I opened my door just as Katie was coming out of her room. "Wow, looking good mom," she said and then turned and went back in her room. I had no idea what that was about. I walked into the TV room. Jim, James and his friends were already in there. All eyes turned to me. I just stood there. I wasn't sure what to say or do. I was pretty much frozen. Finally, Steve spoke up, "Hey Mrs T, you look great. We're going to watch a movie. Want to join us?" "Sure," I said and headed into the room. Jim was sitting in the chair. James, Steve, and Adam had the couch. Steve moved over making room for me between him and James. It was a tight fit, but I fit. As I bent to sit down Steve and James must have got a great view of my ass. I kind of squiggled between them. James put his arm up on the back of the couch to make more room for me. Steve tried to do the same, but James' arm was there, so instead he rested his arm between my thigh and his. They started the movie. Just then Katie came in. I realized that she was not wearing what I saw her in a few minutes ago. She must have gone back in her room to change. She was wearing a bright red polo shirt that came down just below her ass. As always she looked gorgeous. "No seats," she said. "I guess I get the floor as usual." As she lay down her shirt pulled up over her ass. She was wearing a pair of pink and grey cotton boy shorts. The word pink written across the ass. Well at least we were wearing the same collection. They left about ½ her ass cheeks showing. I had a sense of pride about how gorgeous she was as well as a sense of jealousy that the attention, previously on me, was now on her very shapely butt. I also wondered how she'd become so confident in her body. She always wore tiny bikinis and short skirts, but this was a bit more. As her mother I should have said something or Jim should have, but neither of us did. She pulled out her iPad. The movie started. As I watched the movie, I noticed the guys checking her out. She had spread her feet about a foot apart and sometimes bent her knees so her feet were in the air. All this gave all of us a perfect view of the crotch of her panties. Sometimes she would reach back and scratch her thigh or ass. Pulling up the shorts a bit and showing us a bit more ass. I think the guys watched her as much as the movie. At the same time I noticed that Steve's arm had moved. It was more resting on my thigh than on both our thighs. His hand was definitely on my thigh. I looked to see if Jim noticed. He just smiled at me. Did James notice his friends hand? I looked at James, he saw Steve's hand and just smiled. He adjusted himself, took his arm off my shoulder, and rested his hand on my other thigh. I had no idea what to do. Jim didn't seem to care, James didn't care. I didn't want to make a scene. I barely breathed, barely moved. As we watched the movie I felt Steve's hand gently rub my thigh. It felt amazing. I knew I was getting wet. Every once in awhile I looked at Jim. He was either concentrating on me or looking at Kate. Every once in awhile when he caught my glance, he'd smile at me. As the movie progressed I felt Steve's hand move up my thigh. James hand was still resting on my thigh. I felt Steve give a gentle tug, trying to part my legs a bit. I was not prepared for that nor was I consciously trying to hold them together so they parted a little. Steve's hand started sliding a bit higher. I'm not skinny, so there's no thigh gap. My thighs were still together as he got higher but the thought of him getting higher turned me on. About this time Katie said to pause the movie and she was going to get a drink. She asked if anyone else wanted one. She looked at me. The first thing she noticed was the boy's hands on my thighs. She then turned to Steve and said, "Anything special you want?" He gave her a big smile, "I'm doing good, he said. "Seems so," She laughed. I blushed. Then to James she said, "You doing good too?" James laughed, "You know it sis, but I'll take a soda." She turned to Jim. He seemed to be looking at Steve and James. "Dad?" she asked. "Anything I can get you to make your viewing experience more fun?" Jim, caught off guard, blushed a little. "No dear, I'm doing good." Last Adam. "I don't want you completely left out. Want anything?" "Yeah," said Adam. "But a Coke will do." James, Steve, and Adam laughed. I kind of sunk back in my seat not realizing my legs parted more as I did. Steve's hands still rubbing my thighs slowly edge into the new space. Jim just kind of watched. I was also aware of James' hand on my thigh. It was not as high as Steve's but it was on bare skin. It kind of felt like he was holding my leg so I could not close them when Steve pulled them apart. Was James enjoying watching his friend touch me? Katie made a joke of it. Jim didn't seem to react. I was feeling out of control I don't know why. I liked it. I also liked the feeling of getting all this attention, and that the people who should protest, weren't Katie came back in, distributed drinks and again took her position on the floor. Her shirt slid up her back, panties completely on display. Everyone looked. She twisted back looked at us and said, "Everyone OK." Everyone mumbled and answer and we got back to the movie. It eventually ended. Katie got up to go to bed. She went and gave her dad a kiss, bending over straight legged. Then she gave me a kiss. I noticed she put her hands on Steve's and James' thighs to steady herself to kiss me. "Night boys, have fun," she said as she headed to her room. I was getting overwhelmed. It was time for me to get to my room. "I'm off to bed too," I said getting to my feet. The boys protested and asked me to stay. I told them they were sweet but I had to work tomorrow. I went to my room shut the door and leaned against it. My heart was beating a mile a minute. Just a mad swirl of thoughts and sensations. I felt the door push behind me. It was Jim. Before I knew it we were ripping each other's clothes off and fucking like animals on the bed. I'm sure everyone in the house heard us. That turned me on even more. "Oh god, FUCK ME!" I yelled. He rolled me over on my knees and started fucking me doggy style. I loved it, "Oh god, don't stop, that's it, fuck me, fuck my pussy, yes, yes, yes." I put my head and shoulders down on the mattress so I could feel him thrust deep inside me. "Fuck yes, Fuck, fuck fuck, oh my god, I love this, harder, harder," I begged. I knew they could hear me. The thought of it made my pussy throb. YES, YES, I'M Cumming!" With that, I felt Jim start to cum inside me. We lay there exhausted side by side, trying to catch our breathe. I rolled over facing Jim and started stroking his now soft cock. "Wow, what brought that on?" I asked. I mean, it was as much me as him, but I wanted to know what was going on with him. "I don't know. I just felt a sexual tension all night," he said. I decided to push it. "Oh? Was it the outfit you had me wear?" "Yeah, you looked very sexy," he replied. "So you liked the boys seeing me look sexy?" He looked a little sheepish. "Yeah, it was hot seeing them look at you." "And I suppose you noticed Steve's hand rubbing my thigh?" I felt his cock start to stir. "I think if I'd let him he would have pushed it right into my pussy." This was definitely getting a reaction. "What do you think would have happened if I'd let him get to my pussy? Do you think he would have felt how wet I was. I wonder if I would have cum on his fingers?" Jim's cock was now rock hard again. "And what about your daughter? Showing off that hot little ass. The guys were checking her out. In fact, I think you were too," I said. He moaned. "Naughty man. You like the guys checking out your wife and daughter? Would you have liked it better if she hadn't been wearing those cute little panties?" His cock spasmed and with a moan he started to cum. It got all all over my hand, belly, and the sheets. "Hmmmm," I said. "I guess we hit a naughty button. Well I have to admit, I liked showing off. I liked the attention. A part of me wanted to take off my shorts and let Steve play with my pussy. That's why I was so hot when you got here." It really was kind of hot. I felt it in my chest and in my pussy. We had a pretty good sex life but still, I'd fantasized about other men. Even my boss, and with Katie making me feel a bit like I wanted to be noticed more, I admit, hearing Jim say that he thought it was hot was a turn on. "Watching you turn them on was hot," he said. "And if I hadn't stopped them?" I asked. He mumbled something. "What?" I asked. "I didn't hear you." This time he spoke more clearly. "That would have been hot too." I let that sink in. We were still lying there. I was still stroking his now soft cock feeling the cum dry on my hand and belly. I got up to get a washcloth to clean us both up. As I did I changed the subject. "Today Thomas had Katie in his office for about 15 minutes." "Oh? Is that unusual?" "Not really," I said. "But he had his curtains closed. He usually doesn't." "Oh? What do you think they were doing in there?" "Well, she says organizing papers," I said. "That sounds reasonable," Jm replied. "Yeah, it does, but curtains drawn, door closed, it was just odd," I explained. "You think they were fooling around?" he asked. He sounded a bit excited. "I don't know, they weren't in there long. I guess they could have been." I said. "Has he ever tried to fool around with you?" Jim asked. Jim had never asked anything like that before. "No, never." I saw a flash of disappointment across his face. "Would you have been mad if he did?" I asked. "No," he said. "Not at all. You're beautiful. I'm actually surprised. He was always flirting with you. Even in front of me." "Well, he always flirted a little. After all, I was the only woman in the office. "But he never tried to take it further?" he asked. While we were talking I could feel his cock starting to get hard again in my hand. I thought about it. Thomas was always saying stuff, I just never took it as more than flirting. "I don't know," I said. "I mean, he was always saying stuff. I never took it seriously." "Was?" asked Jim. I realized that since Katie started all the flirting was focused on her, not me. "Yeah, since Katie started he mostly flirts with her," I replied. "Does he flirt with her a lot?" Jim asked. "Yes he does," I said. His cock continued to grow. "Does that bother you?" he asked. "A little," I responded. "That he flirts with her, so that he isn't flirting with you?" I thought about it. The reality was I didn't mind him flirting with Katie. I missed the attention though. I told Jim. "Well," he said. "Flirt back." "Flirt back?" I repeated. I wasn't sure what to make of it. "Sure, obviously if he flirts with Katie and not you, she must flirt back. Doesn't she?" I thought about it. The giggling, touching, little comments. She flirted big time. I told him. "Well maybe you should too," he said. Wait, was my husband telling me to flirt with my boss? And while he's telling me his cock is getting harder? I tugged on his cock a bit. "And is this about me flirting with Thomas or about Katie flirting with Thomas?" "Mmmmmmm, yes," he said. I started to get it. I liked it. "So, you like it when men check me and Katie out? "Yes," he said quietly. "You like knowing other men want your women? Is that it?" "You like thinking about what Katie might have been doing in that office too?" "Yes." "Hmmm, maybe she was sucking his cock. Down on her knees behind his desk?" He Groaned. "Oh? How would you have felt if it were me in the office?" I teased. Jim rolled me over and started fucking me. Fucking me hard. 3 hardons in one night? That hadn't happened since we were 30. I continued. "What do you think goes on in there? Do you think Katie fucked him? It was only 15 minutes, maybe she just sucked his cock?" As much as the imagery was driving him on, it was making me hot also. I imagined being bent over Thomas's desk. "I wonder what that would feel like, being bent over his desk, being fucked from behind," I said. He moaned. "Oh my god," I said. "You would like me to fuck him. Wouldn't you?" My mind went racing. I'd heard of men wanting to watch their wives have sex. I never would have thought Jim was one. The thought both confused and excited me. I wanted to know more. "It's ok baby. Tell me about it. Tell me why you'd like someone else to stick their cock in me," I coaxed. He moaned, but hesitated. "I mean it," I coaxed. "Tell me. It's ok. In fact, it's kinda hot." "Come on," I said. "Have you really fantasized about me fucking someone else? Having another guy's cock in me?" Jim started fucking me harder. "Yes, I have," he panted. "I think you would look so hot being fucked. I love the idea that someone else thinks my wife is as hot as I do." He Went on. "It's more than that. There's a horrible feeling of another man taking what is mine or that maybe he's the better man, and he's going to steal you. That fear, mingled with watching you being sexy both excites and scares me. Those mixed emotions are ... Well I can't explain it. "And Katie?" I asked. "It's always hot to picture a woman being fucked. Even Katie," he said. I felt my orgasm rising. I was pushing my hips to meet his every thrust. "Are you thinking about me or Katie being fucked right now?" He hissed in my ear, "Yes!" and started to cum. As he did so did I. We lay there not talking for a few moments. After a while he broke the silence. "I'm sorry," he started to say. I stopped him. "There's nothing to apologize for. I was right there with you." "You're not mad?" he asked. "No, but it may change things. I have fantasies too. How does that make you feel?" He kissed me. "Excited for the possibilities," he said. As we fell asleep I asked myself why this was all coming out now. I realized that I had not really been in competition for attention with another woman for at least ten years. Having Katie in the office reminded me of those feelings. Seeing Thomas pay attention to her made me want attention. That feeling of competition, of wanting to be looked at, followed me home. I was enjoying the boys attention as well. And Jim? Now that I thought back, there were hints. The too small bikini he wanted me to wear at a pool party. I'd always tell him to cut it out. There was the vacation picture I let him take and got mad when I found out he showed it to his friends. Actually, I was flattered and turned on, but I did not let Jim know. No wonder he hadn't told me how he felt before this. The next morning I got up for work. I looked through my closet. Like everyone else I have a section I haven't worn for 10 years. I found a red pleated skirt about mid thigh length, a cream colored pull over that showed a bit of cleavage. My Daughter made me Cuckold Him Ch. 01 I went to get coffee and ran into James and Steve. Steve must have spent the night. "Wow Mrs. T. You look great." He was unabashedly checking me out. I did a quick turn for him, the skirt flared out a bit. "Oh good, you guys think I look OK then?" "Better than OK mom," said James. I blushed. Steve spoke up again. "Did you have fun last night?" "Yes," I answered. "The movie was fun." Steve smirked, "And after the movie?" James elbowed him. I realized what he was talking about. I was a little loud. I gave Steve a kiss on the cheek and with a flirty smile said, "Not that it's any of your business, but yes, after the movie I had a very good time." Katie showed up. She was wearing a short, tight, short sleeve dress that buttoned all the way down the front. She had the minimum number of buttons buttoned to cover her panties and expose the top of her bra. She said good morning and grabbed a cup of coffee. "Dammit," said Steve. "I want to go where you two are going." "It's just work," replied Katie. Then she looked at me. "Nice," was all she said. We were the first to the office. Thomas arrived a bit after. He went to his office and closed the curtains. About 15 minutes later he asked Katie if she could help him with some papers. Katie jumped up and they went in his office and closed the door. I sat there. I wanted to get up and knock, barge in, see what they were doing. I didn't. I sat there wondering. They were in there for 30 minutes. When they came to the door she had her hand on his arm. She was laughing. I felt that jealousy again. "What are you guys working on?" I asked. "Oh, just getting some stuff put away here it belonged," said Thomas. Katie let out a short snort and then caught herself. "Well if it's anything I can help with let me know," I said. "Oh," said Thomas. "I don't think it's the type of thing you like to do." "Never know," I replied. "I probably'd do a lot of stuff you don't ask me to do. After all. I love my job and want to keep the boss happy. "For example, I never knew you liked more stylish dress in the workplace. Now that I know..." I let the sentence drop. I did a 'voila' pose and then a little spin. I could feel my skirt flair out. "Well," Thomas said. "I do like the new you." He put his arm around my shoulders. "Maybe we could find some new stuff for you to do." I felt the arm around me. Thomas had never before really touched me. He'd hugged Katie, I saw that, but he'd never even had his arm around me before. In fact except for Jim, I can't remember the last time I had an arm around me. It felt like an electric charge. Looking at Katie, I smiled. "I'd like that I said." Katie jumped in. "I don't know. I see the outfit, but has she changed inside?" I had no idea what she was talking about. "I'm not sure what you mean," I said. "Well, just because you change your clothes doesn't mean you've become more flexible or accepting," she said. "We should have a test." "A test?" said Thomas. "Now this sounds fun. What did you have in mind." I wondered the same thing. "Well," started Katie. "We see the new skirt and top, but I bet it's the same old, old lady, boring stuff under it." At first I thought she meant me. Then I realized she was talking about my underwear. I immediately thought about what I was wearing. Blue cotton bikini panties and a white bra. I then remembered what she said at dinner the other night. 'I'm not wearing underwear'. I wondered if she was wearing underwear now. I had no idea where this was going. I was both nervous and excited. "So what should we do?" asked Thomas. "Let's see how much she's changed," said Katie. "I bet she's wearing boring, 3 to a pack, cotton panties." I just stood there. I had no idea what I was supposed to do or say. "Well?" said Katie looking at me. Both their eyes were on my skirt. "Are you still the same underneath?" she persisted. I looked down at the ground. I was actually embarrassed. "Well?" she said again. "Well what?" I replied. "Are they 3 to a pack cotton bikinis?" "No," I lied. "Really?" She went on. "I don't believe you." I don't know why I was just standing there. Why was I letting my daughter do this? Why was she in charge? I knew, but I didn't want to admit it. I was wet. I was more than wet, I was soaking wet. My heart was beating a mile a minute. I could barely breathe. I knew I could stop this, but I didn't want to. i wanted to do this, but I wanted someone to make me. I could at least pretend it wasn't my idea. I was always in charge. Right now, right here, I was giving up all my power. I continued to look at the ground. "I'm not," I lied again. "You're lying," she said. "Prove it." "And how do I do that?" in the back of my mind I knew what she wanted, but I wasn't ready to accept it. She took Thomas' arm. "Show us," she said. I should have argued. I should have at least put up a fake resistance. Anything. I knew I should, but I didn't want to. I wanted to show them. I wanted them to catch my lie. I wanted to know what would happen next. I reached down to start pulling the skirt up. I was anticipating my lie being exposed. "Wait," she said. I stopped. What now, I thought. She looked at Thomas, then at me. "The zipper," she said. The zipper? She wanted me to take the skirt off? I couldn't do that. Even as I thought it, I knew I could. Not only that, I knew I would. My hand went to my zipper. I continued to look at the ground. I slowly pulled it down. I kept picturing what was going to happen. My daughter had seen me in my underwear before. Thomas hadn't. But I had never been ordered by my daughter to take off my skirt and show someone my underwear. The zipper was undone and I started to push the skirt over my hips. As I did the thoughts kept rushing in. If I did this, my control over my daughter was gone. I would never really have a parental relationship again. But there were other possibilities. She brought this this far, what else might come. My skirt fell to the floor. Katie turned to Thomas and laughed. "I told you they were boring." I just stood there looking down, waiting. Even though I was embarrassed they were boring I was glad I was wearing cotton panties, anything else would have looked soaked through. While I stood there Katie whispered to Thomas. Thomas looked at her and arched his eyebrows, then he shrugged. Katie laughed and turned back to me. "You know, you and dad weren't very quiet last night. We couldn't hear everything but it sure sounded like you guys were turned on. I know I like it when guys check me out. Is mother like daughter?" "Dad couldn't have missed Steve's hand on your thigh. Why didn't he say anything?" she continued. I didn't answer. I didn't want to admit it, but a part of me wanted her to know. I made no denials. Katie put her finger under my chin and lifted my eyes to hers. "Dad saw though, didn't he?" I nodded. Katie turned to Thomas. "I have an idea." "Oh?" said Thomas. "Just watch," she said. Katie pulled out her phone and dialed. I could only hear her side of the conversation "Hi dad...Thomas, mom, and I are at the office...Well, something happened...Oh no, nothing bad...Actually, I think you'll like it...Well remember last night when Steve had his hand on mom's thigh... Really? You don't? ... Yeah, I thought you did...Well, I think you'll like this. She lifted her phone and snapped a picture of me. It caught me completely by surprise. "What are you doing?" I asked "Shsh," she said to me. She was talking on the phone again. "Yup, she's standing right here...I don't know yet...Yes, Thomas is here too...I'm not going to tell you...Maybe...Well, there's always pictures...You'll just have to wait. ... Bye. I had no idea what just happened. I assumed she'd sent the picture to Jim, but that's all I knew. I felt humiliated and exposed. All I wanted to do was stick my fingers in my pussy and make myself cum. I wanted them to know how hot I was. I wanted them to see me cum. Then she said, "Hmmmm, she lied about the panties. I told you so." Thomas laughed. "Well, maybe since she said she wasn't wearing them, she shouldn't be wearing them." I held my breath for a moment. Was Thomas going to take off my panties? "I think that's a great idea," Katie replied. Then to me, "I think by now you've figured out what Thomas and I do in his office. Haven't you?" I just nodded. "Do you still want to help?" She laughed. I didn't know how to answer. This whole situation had me turned on. I knew they were fooling around, but how much? Were they fucking? Was she giving him blowjobs? Was he eating her? Then I questioned, why was she running the show? Why wasn't Thomas? Thomas was usually not this passive. He seemed to be enjoying this. The idea of being seduced by Thomas was my fantasy. It was the one Jim and I talked about. I never expected to have my daughter pushing me to take my skirt off. I wanted it off in front of Thomas. I didn't expect it to happen like this. The fact that I didn't have control, and wasn't happening like I planned, both scared and excited me. I looked at Katie. Before I could say anything she said, "Take them off." Oh my god. Take them off? Just standing here? This is not what I was expecting. I'd expected Thomas to seduce me. That they'd come off while he and I were in each others arms. I did not expect to be just stripping in front of him. And certainly not while being ordered by my daughter. What really scared me? This was way hotter. My heart felt like it would beat out of my chest. My palms and back of my neck were sweating. My earlobes and cheeks felt red and burning. I put my hands in the elastic waistband of my panties. I started to push them down. "Wait," said Katie. She took out her phone. She started recording. "Ok,now." I looked at the ground. I couldn't look at either of them. I quickly pushed them off. As I did I heard Katie. "She needs nicer panties...I don't know what's next. Then to me, "I didn't know you shaved your pussy. When did you start doing that?" In a soft voice I answered, "This morning. Watching you the last few days I figured you did, so I should." She laughed, "Naughty mommy. Checking out my pussy at home. See Thomas, I told you she had a naughty side." Then she got back to the phone. "Daddy, have you seen her shaved pussy?...Only just now in that pic?...Well I assume she's going to be fucked before she gets home... Unless you say no. If you tell me to stop, I will...I didn't think so... See you at dinner. I assumed she was talking to Jim again and she just told him I was going to get fucked. My daughter, just told my husband, her father, I was going to get fucked. Oh my god, this was so wrong. It was nothing like any of my fantasies. I wanted to yell stop but knew I wasn't going to. I was going to do what she said. I was going to get fucked. I stood there, naked from the waist down, waiting to see what she'd tell me next. "Yesterday, I was on my knees, sucking his cock," she said gesturing to Thomas. "So, now it's your turn." I didn't move. "Come over here," she ordered. I walked up to her and Thomas. 'Get on your knees," she continued. As I got on my knees I again thought that this was nothing like my fantasies. In my fantasies there were kisses, sweet words, furtive glances. None of that was here. Yet, still, here I was, on my knees, getting ready to suck Thomas's cock. "Take it out," she said. I unzipped Thomas's pants. I reached through the zipper and pulled out his cock. It was thick and my fingers just barely reached around it. It must have been 7-8 inches long. As I held it in my hands. Katie pulled out her phone again. This time it was on speaker. I could hear both sides. "Hi daddy," she started. Can you see mom?" She was facetiming Jim? Jim was going to watch? Jesus Christ the suspense of all this was killing me. It must have been less than 10 minutes since I asked to 'help' but the suspense made it feel like I had been in this submissive mode for hours. What else was going to happen. What would Jim say. How was he feeling right now. "Yes, I can see her," he said. Katie went on, "Good, she looks kind of hot in her knees holding a cock in her hands. Doesn't she?" "Yes," Jim said in a quiet voice. "Mom," she was addressing me again. "Is daddy's cock that big? I shook my head no. "Daddy," she said to the phone. "Mom says Thomas has a bigger cock than you. Is that true?" She pointed the phone at me, my hand wrapped around Thomas's cock in front of my face. He didn't answer right away. "Well daddy?" is Thomas's bigger? "Yes," he he quietly said. "Well daddy, once she takes that cock in her mouth, you are a cuckold. How does that sound? Did you ever think you'd be a cuckold?" Dammit. Why was she stretching this out. I wanted to suck this cock. Worse yet. Why was I waiting for her permission. I could just do it, but I was so enthralled with the scene she was playing out. Every word was making my pussy throb. My pussy was begging for cock and everything she said made me want it more. "Did you daddy?" She can't see you shake your head daddy," she said. "She can hear you though." "No I didn't." He said. "But you've thought of her with other men. Haven't you?" she asked. "Yes," he said. "Didn't you think that would make you a cuckold?" she went on. "I never thought about it," he said. "Well, it does," said Katie. Hearing my daughter call her father a cuckold was wrong, just wrong. How could I be letting this happen. Yet every time I heard her say it. It was like a shot through my pussy. "Umm, daddy?" she said. "I can't see your right hand, but your arm is moving. What are you doing?" "Nothing," he said. "Well, I can see your arm stopped. So maybe it's nothing now, but you were jacking off. Weren't you?" There was a pause. Again Katie said. "She can't see you nodding." I heard Jim say, "Yes." "That's ok daddy." It was so weird hearing her calling him daddy in this totally sexual situation. She's going to suck his cock now. You beat off all you want." She laughed. She finally looked at me, "Suck it." It was like I was starving, someone had served me an amazing meal, and made me wait an hour before I could eat it. I practically pounced on Thomas's cock. I'd blown 2 men before this. A boy friend after high s hook and Jim. I liked giving head, but I was loving this. I knew Jim could see. I wanted him to see me at my best. As I wrapped my lips around Thomas's cock and I tasted the pre-cum on the tip. I loved the taste of it. I margined his chick exploding in my mouth. I made a moaning sound around his shaft. As my mouth worked as much as I could take I used my hands to hijack off the rest. "Wow dad," I heard Katie. "Looks like mom knows what she's doing. Does she suck your cock a lot?" Jim practically hissed, "Yes." Hearing Katie talk to her dad that way made me moan again. I dropped my free hand to my clit and started fingering myself. I moaned again. "Don't go anywhere dad," she handed the phone to Thomas. Thomas held the phone so I could see the screen. I could see me. Thomas's cock in my mouth, and I could see Jim. His arm moving as he jerked off. A look of rapt fascination on his face. I realized he was in his office. He must have the door closed. There was a narrow floor to ceiling window next to the door, but it had a blind. He must have had the blind down. Playing with my pussy, sucking Thomas's cock, I came. With my hand still wrapped around Thomas's cock, I let it slip out of my mouth. I threw my head back and through my gritted teeth said, "God!" As I came all over my fingers. "Did you see that dad?" Katie teased. "Mom just made herself cum sucking Thomas's cock. That was hot, wasn't it?" Jim again said "Yes." "I think it's time to get mom out of the rest of these clothes." Said Katie. Thomas still held the phone where I could see. Katie got behind me and pulled my top up over my head. I raised my arms to help her. "Look at that," Katie said. "A boring bra too." I felt embarrassed I was wearing a boring bra. I thought it strange that my boring bra embarrassed me, but sucking my boss's cock while my daughter watched and undressed me and my husband could see on his iPad didn't embarrass me in the least, just excited me. Katie took my bra off as well. "Gee daddy," Katie said. "I always knew mom had a hot body but seeing it naked like this, she's really sexy." She paused. "What do you think Thomas?" I realized Thomas had not spoken through this whole thing. It had all been Katie. It was Thomas I'd always fantasized about. My fingers still against my clit I waited for his answer. "I always knew she had a hot body." Then he looked at Katie. "Hot bodies obviously run in your family." Then to Jim he said, "You're wife and daughter both have fuckable bodies. I've fucked your daughter. Now I'm going to fuck your wife." I heard Jim moan. I had suspected Thomas and Katie had fucked, but wasn't sure. She'd only worked here 4 days and she was already fucking him. My fingers still in my pussy, the picture of him fucking Katie, my daughter, made me cum again. Katie took my hand and helped me up off my knees. I steadied myself with her hands. For a moment we were about 3 inches apart, face to face, eye to eye. "Who's the slut now," she said. With that she bent me over my desk, looked at Thomas, and said, "Fuck her" Fuck her. I loved the way that sounded. Like I was given away, I had no control. I knew, that in reality I could stop this at anytime. But, letting myself go was so hot, so liberating. I could let myself be what they wanted, not what I knew I should be. I felt Thomas's cock against my pussy. He rubbed the tip once or twice along the slit to get it wet. I was so wet that was enough. He slipped right in. I turned my head to see Katie still had the camera on me. Job was still watching. As Thomas pumped my pussy, I could feel my orgrasm start to rise. The words poured out, "Yes, yes, fuck me, god yes, don't stop, fuck me, harder, harder. Oh my god, Jim, can you see what he's doing? I feel so full. I feel like such a slut. Is this what you wanted? Did you want to see my boss fuck me like this? Tell me. TELL ME!," I practically screamed. Katie turned the screen so I could see it. I could see Jim's face. I knew that face. I'd seen it during sex. He must have been jacking off. "Tell me," I whispered. "Yes," he said. "God yes." I recognized that face. He was cumming. That pushed me over the edge. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck me harder." I moaned. Then it happened. "Oh my god! Yes! I moaned as I came. I could feel my wetness soak Thomas's cock. I collapsed on my desk. Chest against it breathing heavily. Thomas continued to fuck me. Katie, looked at the phone, "We'll see you at home daddy," and she hung up. "Did I do good." I realized she was talking to Thomas. Good? I thought, what did she mean by good? Thomas had his cock buried in my pussy and she wanted to know if she did good? "You did good," he said. "I've wanted to fuck your mom for years. I didn't believe you could pull it off, but you did. I'm proud of you." She leaned in and kissed him. "Anything you want," she said. With his cock still pumping me he returned her kiss. Oh my god, they planned this, I realized. Katie had only been home 4 days, and they planned this? How? It didn't matter. I felt my next orgasm building. This one hit me like waves. They rolled from my pussy and out to my toes, brain, and fingers. I let out a long slow moan as I came. My Daughter made me Cuckold Him Ch. 01 As I felt my orgasm pass through me Thomas's cock started to surge. I could feel the hot jets of cum hit the walls of my pussy. I just sighed as he came. I was spent. I just laid there. I could feel his cum and mine dripping from my pussy and down my leg as he pulled out of me. As I watched, Katie got down on her knees and licked his cock clean. When she was done, she casually looked at me, naked, bent over, cum dripping down my leg, and said, "It's getting late. We better get going." That was it. I wasn't sure what I expected her to say, but that was it. I reached for my bra and panties. "You don't need those," she said. I looked confused. "Just put on the skirt and top and let's go." My panties and bra were on the floor by my desk. I didn't know if anyone would come in, but if they did, my panties and bra would be lying there. The thought sent a shiver through me. Now I was mad at myself they weren't prettier. I left them where she told me "Ok, let me clean up," I said. "I'll be right with you." "No," she said. "I want dad to see you looking fucked." I didn't say anything. I put on my skirt and top and we headed for the car. We drove in silence for a few minutes, then I had to ask. "Planned this?" I said. Katie laughed. "Well, not exactly. Remember the graduation birthday party you had for me last year?" Of course I did. We had over 60 people there. "Well," Katie started her story. "Thomas and I got to talking at the party. I really liked him. He was handsome and sophisticated. Not like the high school guys I'd been dating. He said we should stay in touch so I gave him my number thinking nothing of it. A few days later he texted me asking if I wanted to grab a burger. I went and had a great time and we ended up back at his place fucking. "I wouldn't say we dated, but we hooked up every few weeks over the last year. He'd even visit me at school. He taught me a lot about sex and at one point we started discussing fantasies. Mine were so simplistic he teased me about it. We started watching porn and reading erotic stories together. I started to discover a lot of stuff. In fact, almost everything turned me on. We started doing a lot of role playing in bed. "During one of our discussions, he told me he thought you were hot and always wanted to fuck you. I kinda laughed and said that would be fun to watch. We started using that as a theme in role playing. It made me cum every time. "I also told him how James's friends were always checking you out. He asked if they checked me out too. I knew they did. He liked that and told me to wear things to show off whenever I came home and visited. "I did. I liked the attention the guys gave me. I also noticed dad checking me out. I told Thomas everything." "This summer I'd planned to work with you. Thomas thought it best to ask you first. When you didn't offer me the job, we both thought it was weird. So Thomas arranged to run into us at the restaurant. "Then you surprised us. You reacted so strongly to me looking sexy in the office, it again immediately brought up the talk of Thomas wanting to fuck you. That night I chatted with him and told what happened with James's friends, and dad picking out the pink outfit. I also told him about dad watching James's friends touch you." I was embarrassed. I kind of thought Katie had noticed. In fact, that was part of what turned me on so much, but hearing Katie say it made me blush. Katie went on. "I, well everyone, heard you and dad fucking. I was curious so I went to your door and listened. I heard you talking about Thomas and what dad thought was hot." "I told Thomas everything and we decided to push you a bit at the office." "Oh my god," I whispered. "You heard all of it?" "Yes," she said. "All of it. It turned me on so much I masturbared twice before I fell asleep." "We knew it was time to push you," she said. "We were not sure how fast. You surprised us. Who knew you wanted to be such a slut." "What now?" I asked quietly. "I'm not sure. We'll have to see what dad has to say," she replied. Jim, what would he think? I was going home to my husband who'd seen the whole thing. I smelled like sex and had cum drying on my thighs. I cuckolded my husband and he knows. What now? How would this change us? When we walked in the door Jim was already there. He must have left work early. I felt panic in my chest. He jumped out of his chair and rushed to me. I cringed a bit and pulled back. He pulled me in his arms and kissed me. He kissed me passionately. "You are the most beautiful, sexy, woman I've ever known." He kissed me again. His hands slid to my ass. "No panties?" he asked. Katie spoke up, "I made her leave them on the floor at work. They were ugly anyways. Jim's hand slipped under my skirt and grabbed my ass. He looked at Katie. "You're right. This is much better. He kissed me again. As he did his hand slid between my legs. "Oh my god, you're so wet," he exclaimed. I didn't know what to say. Part of it was me, part of it was Thomas's cum. Katie again stepped in. "A bunch of that is Thomas's cum," she told him. Jim looked at Katie then at me. "That's so hot," he said. He grabbed my hand and started pulling me to the bedroom. He looked at Katie. "Dinner might be late," he said as he pulled me down the hall. When we got to our room he just bent me over, face down on the bed. He didn't bother to close the door. I heard his zipper. He flipped my skirt up. I knew he could see how messy my pussy was and the cum drying down my leg. He positioned his cock against my slit. He slid right in. I felt so nasty, dirty, horny, turned on. My husband's cock was fucking my cum filled pussy. The thought of just that amazed me. I moaned as that thought hit me. Jim started pumping me hard. "Jesus baby, your pussy feels so wet, no, not wet, slimy. God yes, I love it." Then he started asking me questions, "How did it feel to be fucked at worked. Fucked by the first other man since we've been married." "God yes," I moaned. "I loved it. His cock is bigger than yours. I felt full as he fucked me." "Jesus," groaned Jim. "Did he make you cum? Did you cum all over his cock?" I grunted as Jim started pounding me harder. He was forcing my face into the bed with each thrust. Between grunts I tried to answer. "Yes, ugh, Dammit, uh uh, he made, uungh, he made me cum twice. Ughhh... Mmmmm." "Oh fuck that's hot," he said, "And Katie, she watched the whole thing?" "Yes," I hissed. "You let Thomas fuck you like a slut in front of your, I mean OUR, daughter?" As he said it, I looked up. Katie was standing in the doorway. That was it. I felt my orgasm rush over me. "Yes, Dammit," I almost screamed. "He fucked me in front of Katie. Our daughter watched me get fucked like a slut, bent over my desk in my office." I was cumming so hard the words were between a hiss and a scream. "Fucking slut," he said. "Fucking cuck," I replied breathlessly. That did it. I could barely feel him cum because my pussy was so wet, but I felt the hot jets added to Thomas's and my juices. As he continue to pump me I felt the juices in me being forced out and dripping down my pussy and my legs. I smelled like sex. The whole room smelled like sex. I loved it. I just collapsed my body on the bed. Jim pulled out and sat on the bed beside me. He softly ran his hands over my back and naked ass. He slid his hand down to my pussy. He pushed his fingers into my pussy. My juices squished around them and soaked them. He pulled his wet cum covered fingers out and running them up the crack of my ass spread the juices all over it. Again he stuck his fingers in me and rubbed the sticky mess into my ass cheeks. I could feel it drying. "That was fucking hot," said Katie as she headed for her room. Jim lay down next to me. "Yes it was," he whispered in my ear.