Summary
Cuckold MMF, edging, blowjob, fingering
Rich boss Phillip Wade has this ongoing flirtation with one of his assistants, Monica May. Barry, Monica’s husband works as Phillip’s accountant. Monica beca so thirsty for her boss that she divulged sothing – her husband was filching money from their boss’s account.
Monica May Smith was running late. It was Monday morning and she had to be in early for the regular breakfast eting her boss was holding for the sales managers. She had overslept and blad it all on her husband Barry. She was just tying her bathrobe when her husband ca in.
"Ummm, you sll glorious," Barry slipped his hands into his wife’s bathrobe, sliding his palms from her side boobs to the small of her back before cupping both her ass cheeks.
He pulled his body onto hers as his head nestled on the crook of her neck. Monica May could feel his long cock hard against her belly.
"Barry, it’s Monday morning and you know I have to get in early!" she protested.
He had always been such a horn dog. They had t in college but didn’t date.
They were friends with benefits and hooked up frequently, though. Barry was the class nerd with his wiry fra and goofy hair. Monica May was the head cheerleader – a buxom blonde and campus figure. She had been failing in her math classes and Barry had been assigned to tutor her. It was during one of these sessions that they had hooked up.
Only Monica May knew what a big cock Barry had and she relished keeping it a secret. She pretended to need help with math whenever she felt horny and Barry was only too glad to oblige.
Soon, both of them beca addicted to having sex. Because they were not socially on the sa level, Monica May and Barry would often go out in unusual places and hook up in unconventional places.
Eventually, graduation separated the two when Barry went to another state for work. When a few years down the road, they found themselves working in the sa company, the two couldn’t stop hooking up and they eventually got married to simplify their arrangent.
Barry Smith had beco the chief accountant of Wade Industries while Monica May belonged to a pool of personal assistants who worked for the owner, Phillip Wade. She had just been promoted to bring his private secretary and this was her second week on the job. She didn’t want to disappoint.
"One for the road, then, baby," Barry whispered.
He was now parting her robe and taking one of her nipples into his mouth. Monica May could feel his at poking at the apex of her slit.
"B-barry," she protested but her husband already slipped his hands from her bum smoothly to her inner thighs.
As he pressed his body on hers, Monica May instinctively perched her ass on the edge of the sink and opened her long legs. Barry had no trouble poking her fat pussy lips open and slipping his long, thin cunt into her.
"Unghhh," Monica May moaned as the tool slipped inside her.
It only took her a second to be wet and Barry’s suckling had achieved that quite successfully. While she was in a hurry, Monica May was also horny.
That Saturday, they invited a girl they had been chatting with online for a threeso and it turned out to be a wild ti. Monica May enjoyed the entire experience but Barry relished it more, of course.
This was not the first ti the couple hooked up with a woman. It had been both their fantasies to have a threeso. The difference was that Barry wanted the third person to be a woman while Monica May wanted to have two n fuck her. She just couldn’t get enough of cock.
With her feet planted firmly on the bathroom floor, Monica May bore down as Barry slamd into her, his cock reaching deep inside. They thumped furiously at each other and when she was at the edge of cumming, Barry grunted and climaxed.
"Fuck," Monica May cursed softly as she felt his dick slip out of her pussy.
She was going to be late plus she didn’t cum. She pushed Barry out of the way and quickly sat on the toilet to douche his spunk from inside her pussy. Barry attempted to nuzzle her hair but Monica May was annoyed.
"Babe, rember, you said the next ti we have a threeso, it’ll be with a guy," she said a bit crossly.
"Okay, okay," Barry backed off, clearly sensing the irritation in Monica May’s voice.
His wife looked at him as he made his way out to get ready for work. She knew that he was still at the edge of sharing her with another man.
"Pig," she muttered softly, angry that he had begged her to be okay with sleeping with another woman but couldn’t take her being with another man.
She quickly pulled together a red stretch dress that hugged her curves and donned a black tailored jacket that went all the way midthigh.
Monica May knew that the Lycra of her tight dress was enough to support her double D’s. She decided to go braless, knowing that her jacket would very well hide her huge tits but wore a regular pair of cotton panties with a pantyliner stuck at the crotch, knowing that Barry’s cum could overflow anyti.
Monica May could feel her pussy aching as she applied lotion on her nicely tanned legs and feet. She was still so horny but there was no ti to waste.
Wearing a pair of sensible pumps with kitten heels and bundled her long blond hair in a severe bun.
"Better to have that out of the way during the eting," she thought and quickly applied light makeup.
Monica May quickly made her way to the garage and hopped into her car. Barry had already left since his office was further downtown at their warehouse compound while she was headed to their main office which was closer to where she lived.
Monic May imdiately made her way to the conference room when she arrived. As Phillip Wade’s personal secretary, she had to make sure all reports were ready, the coffee brewing, and the breakfast catering must be all set up.
Last week’s eting was hitch-free and her boss complinted her on her superb organizing skills. This week, she was determined not to disappoint as well.
It didn’t take long for everything to be set up. Monica May checked the ti and saw that she had a good thirty minutes before it got busy. She took a baguette from the breakfast buffet along with a piping cup of cappuccino and headed for the staff room where she knew she would be alone.
If there was a perk working for Mr. Wade, it was being with such a good- looking authority figure. Monica May knew that her boss was a bit younger than her but he exuded charisma and confidence beyond his years.
Phillip. Monica May smiled to herself, rembering the first day on the job when he asked not to be called Mr. Wade or "Sir" when they were alone. She could still hear the deep voice that had a hint of a vibrato that made her spine tingle.
Phillip was quite tall – a fascinating character with dark curly hair and piercing brown eyes. He was quite well-built and had naturally tan skin. Any girl would be lucky to have such an attractive and successful man, she often thought.
As Monica May enjoyed her coffee, she thought how handso her boss was. She knew she had big hands and feet, so if the old wives’ tales were to be believed, he would have a proportionately large penis. Monica May shivered involuntarily in her chair. She felt her temperature rise.
"Fuck," she silently cursed knowing that she was still horny. She quickly finished her baguette and coffee.
"Damn that Barry for leaving hanging," she thought crossly.
Monica May unbuttoned her jacket and spread her legs and snuck a finger into her panties. Her forefinger dived into her slit and grazed over her aching clitoris. She dipped it into her hole and confird that it was sopping sticky wet. Monica May knew she had to get off quickly so she flicked her fingers furiously on her tiny nub.
The personal assistant lost herself in the process of achieving her quickie self-pleasure.
She knew that there wouldn’t be anybody around and she could make herself cum pretty fast. What she didn’t know was that by the ti her body was hunched as her orgasm exploded with her self- stimulation, Phillip Wade was stepping into the staff room.
When he saw his sexy blonde assistant bent on the chair and hearing her soft cries, he thought she was sobbing. He stopped in his tracks, unsure of how to deal with the situation.
"Should I comfort her? Say sothing? Or leave it be?" he thought.
But as he ca closer, Phillip could see that Monica May had one hand underneath her skirt. She had folded one arm on the table and was resting her head on it as her body continued to shiver. Phillip’s cock twitched inside his designer slacks and he felt himself grow hard. She was masturbating! Right here in the office.
Phillip was not the least bit scandalized by this behavior. Monica May was always soone who exuded a certain sex appeal no matter how proper she tried to behave. This wasn’t the first ti that she turned him on either.
Phillip had often ogled at Monica May especially when she wore those tight dresses that she hid underneath oversized jackets or blazers.
He would often pile her up with paperwork so she would get flustered and remove them. He eventually moved her into a corner inside his office so he could watch her surreptitiously.
And there were Monica May’s legs. He prayed she would never lose her love for skirts, that she would never start wearing those businesslike pants the other girls wore.
When his personal assistant was in a hurry, her skirt would rise up and he could see her upper thighs and sotis, if she swished her bottom hurriedly, he would get a glimpse of her the panty-clad ass.
Phillip stepped back a few paces until he was at the staff room door. He cleared his throat loudly.
"Oh, Monica May, are you alright?" he remarked as he pretended to stride into the room for the first ti.
The blond was imdiately jarred. She pulled down her skirt and hastily stood up.
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