Thursday, 7 January 2016

HE SHOWS ME OFF AND I GET HOT

Before we even got married I knew Brad loved it when I 
wore sexy or see through things when we went out, but 
after we got married he wanted me to go to the next 
level. Even on our honeymoon he had me pretend to be 
sleeping and call room service up and order something 
just to get it delivered to our room. It started with me 
nude with a sheet covering everything except casually 
exposing my lower body, like a leg and part of my naked 
ass.

Brad really got a trill watching the young guys they 
sent to our room as they tried to get an eyeful with him 
noticing. And by the pool he would have me undo the 
straps to my top and open it to the point that if you 
walked behind me you could see my tits right down to my 
nipples. Not that I have huge tits or anything, they're 
34B's but with nipples that my husband calls eye-putter-
outers.

After we got home and went back to work he got me to 
wear loose tops with shelf-style bras so my tits would 
be on display if you cared to look that close. After my 
boss saw me dressed like that he asked me if I would 
like to move to his floor with a raise as well. 

We needed the money so I took him up on his offer. The 
other women were calling me a slut and a bitch and even 
a cunt, with some saying it to my face. I just laughed 
at them and told them if they had a body like mind 
they'd probably show it of like I did.

My husband said my skirts needed to be shorter and I 
needed to start wearing hose instead of pantyhose, which 
was okay with me, I always hated pantyhose anyway. Plus 
now my boss has me take dictation and he always wants me 
there with him to do it. He has me sit in front of his 
desk in a chair that makes my ass sore so I move around 
a lot and I'm sure he gets a eye full. 

Now my husband wants me to wear see-through panties or 
no panties at all. I said I would try it out with his 
friends coming over on Friday night to play poker and 
see how it went. That got me going. I couldn't think 
about nothing else for the rest of the week.

When poker night came around I was wearing a new tiny 
mini skirt with black hose and with no panties and a 
loose tank-top, with no bra at all. I felt so 
deliciously slutty.

The game started at 8 o'clock and by 10, four of my 
husband's friends had their hands up my skirt far enough 
to feel my bare ass and one of them, the one I was 
attracted to the most, was rubbing my pussy lips with 
his fingers and then sucking them clean, looking into y 
eyes as he did that. Man, was I ever getting wet! Five 
guys other than my husband telling me how hot I was and 
I'm eating it all up.

By the end of the poker game two more of them had run 
one or more fingers up and down my pussy slit several 
times and I was so horny that after they left I grabbed 
my husband Brad and threw him on the couch and fucked 
his brains out, riding him like a cowgirl at a rodeo.

After we'd fucked ourselves out, he said, "I dare you to 
wear that to work on Monday. But I bet you'll chicken 
out."

I asked, "What if I do and my boss tries to get in my 
pants?" 

He just laughed, saying, "That's up to you isn't it. 
Maybe he'll give you another raise."

***

The next morning. As I leave for work 30 minutes after 
Brad does, he isn't sure what I'll wear, so I took him 
up on the dare and wore a nicer top, but the same tiny 
skirt and black hose with no panties, just my shaved 
pussy for him to see. 

I no sooner got to my desk than he was there saying he 
had a few letters to send out. So I grabbed my pen and 
pad and followed him into his office. I started in a 
very businesslike way, but when I moved on the chair and 
my legs opened a bit - for just a second - he couldn't 
remember what he was saying, and had to ask me to read 
back what he had said. 

It was all I could do to keep from laughing at him and 
the look on his face was priceless. 

By the time the letters were done and I took them back 
in for him to sign, I was getting very horny. As I stood 
there watching him sign the letters I was almost 
dripping wet and as I put the letters down he asked me 
to come around his desk because he said that I had a 
typo he wanted to show me. 

Now there's no need for me to come around his desk but 
he asked so I did, and he was right I had a wrong letter 
in one word so I said I would retype it. Then he said 
for me to wait and he would check the other 16 pages in 
case I needed to fix another ones as well. 

As I stood beside him his hand next to me went down to 
his leg and slowly moved over towards me, then up my 
leg. I didn't say a word and when he got to my ass he 
massaged my cheeks softly, which was turning me on even 
more. Then when his hand went part way down my leg, I 
knew I should stop him, but I was way too horny for that 
by then. 

He began to slowly rub the inside of my thigh just above 
my hose then slowly moved up to my very wet pussy. By 
then he'd laid the letters aside and was intent on 
exploring me as I stood there, with my eyes closed, 
breathing hard. He was rubbing my pussy lips and then my 
clit and I almost passed out from the orgasm I had just 
from one touch on my clit. 

I came all over his fingers and when I finally opened my 
eyes again he was smiling at me and then went back to 
work with his fingers again. Just as I was on the edge 
of cumming again he stopped and stood up, pushing me 
forward over his deck and I head his fly being unzipped 
and his pants dropping.

I was finding it hard to catch my breath, then suddenly 
he pushed the biggest cock I'd ever had in me from 
behind. Just one push and I was coming again like crazy, 
moaning with pleasure as he nailed me. And it wasn't 
long before the room started spinning around and I 
blacked out! I'd ever cum that hard in all my life 
before.

I wasn't out for very long because when I came to he was 
still fucking the shit out of me, forcing me to have one 
long orgasmic event, until I thought I was going to pass 
out again. 

Finally I begged, "No more! No more!" That's when pulled 
out and pushed  down to knees and put his huge cock to 
my lips to be sucked. 

I have never tasted myself before, but I was so crazed 
by then that liked the taste of my pussy on his cock. He 
then grabbed hands folds of my hair pushing about half 
his cock into my mouth and part way down my throat! I 
have ever been able to deep-throat Brad before, but he 
was fucking my throat with almost all his cock now and 
there was nothing I could do about it. My arms were 
flailing around as I tried to breath between thrusts. 

I was getting scared that I might die with that cock 
down my throat but he let me breathe just enough and 
pulled back so just the head of his cock as in my mouth 
as he started shooting off. He was spurting his hot 
cream into my mouth and down my throat. That was also a 
first for me, I had never my husband cum in my mouth 
before, but here was my boss shooting a huge load into 
my mouth and down my throat. 

As I swallowed, I found I didn't really hate the taste, 
it was kind of salty and a little bitter, but not too 
bad after all.

***

When I got home that night, Brad was already in and as I 
walked through the door he grabbed my skirt and pulled 
it over my hips, seeing that I had no panties on. "I 
didn't think you'd have the guts to do it, but you did. 
Good girl!" As he dropped to his knees and started 
eating me out. 

I hadn't been a good girl and I was hoping that I'd 
cleaned up enough so he wouldn't know that I'd been 
totally fucked by my boss for 4 hours before he let me 
up. But he didn't seem to notice anything, so I guess I 
got away with fucking my bosses huge cock, art least 
this time. 

As I started cumming in my husband's mouth, all I could 
think about was my boss's huge throbbing cock going deep 
into my pussy, doing things to me that I'd never had 
done to me before. When Brad got back up after making me 
cum, he said, "C'mon, we're going to Bob's Restaurant 
for dinner." 

I knew why he wanted to go there, they have big plate 
glass windows with chairs facing the street and with the 
tiny skirt I had on, anyone would be able to see my 
pussy from that angle. But after what I'd done at work, 
this seemed like a small thing to me.

Anyway, when we got there, Brad said for me to sit 
almost in the middle of the window and he would order 
for us. When he sat down beside me he saw a young kid 
trying to see up my skirt, so he told me to uncross my 
legs and give him a good show. "You'll make his whole 
year I bet," he teased.

Normally I wouldn't do something like that, especially 
to a kid, but I was feeling strange, almost numb, so as 
I uncrossed my legs and opened them fairly wide. His 
eyes got really big, making me laugh at the look on his 
face. When began to eat our meals he asked if my boss 
had seen up my skirt or down my top. I said - guiltily - 
I didn't think he'd seen anything much. How do I tell my 
husband that I fucked my boss every which way and was 
falling in love with his huge beautiful cock.

***

After dinner and maybe 15 guys and a few women had seen 
up my skirt, and most had stopped to get an eyeful 
before moving on, one even blew me a kiss, we went to 
the mall and just walk around. We went up and down the 
stairs flashing my pussy at anyone who looked up at the 
right time. It was then that Brad saw these boots in the 
window of a shoe store. "Come on," he said, "you have to 
try them on."

These boots would go half way between my knee and pussy. 
I instantly knew what he had in mind and I was beginning 
to breath faster. He'd seen a young sales clerk who 
maybe 19 or so and super handsome, all tan and muscles. 
Brad told him I wanted to try on the boots they had in 
the window. So the sales guy had me sit down and Brad 
told him to measure my feet because we weren't sure 
about size.

You could have knocked the sale clerk over with a 
feather, when I put my foot into the measurer my mini 
dress rode up and he got a full pussy shot, one that 
only he could see. He looked up at me, then down at my 
pussy and then back at my face again. Then he went about 
the business of fitting me for the boots, but he really 
only had eyes from my pussy as I moved he would smile 
and hold my bare foot, lovingly, or so it seemed to me.

The first size he tried was way to big so he went down 2 
sizes and he had to straddle my leg to pull them on and 
I noticed I had lifted my leg high enough to give him a 
great sustained view of my pussy. His face was kind of 
turning pink when I put my other foot on his rear to 
balance myself from falling over. That's when I felt his 
swollen cock against my leg as it pressed into me 
through the material of his pants.

He let out a groan and turned beet red. I think he'd cum 
in his pants. Men! He grabbed the top edge of the boot I 
was trying on and pull it up my leg. When he got it all 
the way up his hand was on the inside of my leg and then 
slipped the rest of the way up and a couple of fingers 
touched my bare pussy briefly. He sold the boots to me 
for under wholesale pricing.

Brad was amused at his discomfort, but I don't think he 
had a clue that the clerk had turned me on...

END

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