An Unexpected Guest Catches Us
The more the merrier.
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I smiled in giddy anticipatory delight. He was early.
His black hair was swept back, his suit coat was thrown over one shoulder and his collared shirt was open with no tie. He might have been older than me, but his well-chiseled form was evident through his impeccably tailored shirt, and I sucked in a deep breath.
“You’re early,” I whispered.
Lance looked at the gold watch on his wrist and shook his head. “For a man with his own helicopter, I’m right on time.”
Then he took a step forward and swung the door over. It didn’t quite shut, resting against the frame, so it was ajar, but no one could see through it. Knowing Lance, that wouldn’t be an accident. He was more than happy for our neighbors to listen to his antics.
I should have been more self-conscious, but being with Lance was just so liberating. He did what he pleased, and he had the means to get away with it. His power was intoxicating.
My husband’s boss crossed the atrium in half a dozen quick strides, wrapped one arm around my lower back, the other snaked its way up through my hair and found the back of my head, pulling me into him.
His lips met mine and I melted into him.
Ralph might have been turned on by the sight of us having sex but this would send him wild with jealousy.
With my arms stretched wide I was at his mercy and Lance was in no particular hurry. He pulled me tight against him, the hand on my back slowing finding its way down to my ass as his tongue parted my lips.
When he withdrew, he took a step back, his eyes lazily tracing their way up my body, pausing for a moment when he saw the restraints. “What do we have here?”
I blushed, “I thought you might enjoy them.”
I was short of breath and my body was trembling with anticipation. I just wanted him to take me, I needed it.
But no, Lance took his time. He traced his finger down the soft skin of my neck.
My pulse quickened as he reached my supple breasts, still encased in the shiny black bra. The finger teased at them before continuing slowly down my stomach to my thong which had been pulled to the side by Ralph in his enthusiasm.
My naked sex was on display and Lance found it, his finger tracing lightly over my clit before it trailed down my lips.
“Please,” I whispered. My voice throaty and needy. I was wanton.
“Someone started early,” Lance said, as his finger slipped inside me. “Couldn’t wait?”
“No,” I shook my head. “Ralph tried to take advantage of me, but I didn’t let him.”
Lance’s eyebrow raised.
“I told him you wouldn’t like someone else spoiling your surprise before you’d had a chance to enjoy me for yourself.”
Lance’s lips turned into a smile.
“And he did as he was told?”
I nodded. “Yes, after yesterday, he does what he’s told. He knows his place.”
I let out a sharp breath as Lance’s finger teased my depths.
“Tell me what happened yesterday, when you got home,” Lance commanded.
I ground myself against his hand, my eyes closed as I savored the feel of his teasing digit inside of me.
Lance paused and I groaned. I wanted more, but I wasn’t getting it unless I played along.
“He confronted me, but I wasn’t having any of it. I laid back on the hood of your car and had him eat me until I exploded.”
“And he knew?” Lance asked.
“Oh, I told him,” I replied, with a smile, “I told him it was you he was tasting as he went to work, and the good little cuckold cleaned up every drop.”
I could see Lance’s excitement growing by the moment and couldn’t wait to have him inside me but the world it seemed, was conspiring to prevent me getting what I wanted.
I sighed in barely contained frustration as a car pulled into the driveway.
“Ralph?” Lance asked, looking over his shoulder. “Perhaps he’d prefer to watch, again.”
I shook my head. “That’s what the camera is for.”
Lance followed my eyes to the security camera above the door. Anyone watching the feed would have an unobscured view of what was happening in the entryway.
“I see,” Lance replied. “Well, this ought to be interesting.”
“No,” I pleaded. I had no idea who it might be, but I wasn’t in the mood for visitors. The only person I was waiting for was right here, and I wanted him now. “Just shut the door and take me.”
The car cut its engine and a moment later I heard its door slam. It didn’t sound like a van, so the postman idea was out.
Footsteps approached the door and I shrank back, trying to hide behind Lance.
Our visitor didn’t knock, they simply pushed on the door.
The door Lance had left ajar.
The heavy wooden door swung inward and a blonde nineteen year old stood there, a bag hung over one shoulder. It took me all over a second to recognize, Callie, Ralph’s daughter from his first marriage staring in slack jawed amazement at me as I stood bound and almost naked in the entryway.
She was wearing a tight-fitting t-shirt, denim jacket and a skirt that didn’t reach her knees. From her eyes that were almost bulging out of her head, she was clearly expecting a very different welcome home.
“Callie, what are you doing here?” I whispered.
“Me?” She breathed. “It’s my birthday. What are you doing?”
I gasped. I’d completely lost track of the date. What’s worse I’d completely forgotten her birthday, given the week I’d had I wasn’t really checking a calendar.
“Dad?” Callie whispered; all she could see was the back of Lance as he stood fondling me.
Lance turned around. “No, Lance Reynolds, but you can call me daddy if you like.”
Callie’s breath caught in her throat as she saw Lance. Her eyes darted back to me.
“You’re cheating on my dad? You slut!” Callie spat.
I wanted to protest, but given I was bound and until a moment ago had been being fingered by her father’s boss, I couldn’t argue with her assessment.
“It’s not what you think,” I replied.
“Pretty hard to explain this away,” Callie replied stepping inside and shutting the door behind her. “I’m sure dad will be eager to hear about this.”
“He already knows,” Lance replied, pointing above the door. “Who do you think is watching the security camera.”
Callie spun as she looked up. She could see the camera, but being directly beneath it, it couldn’t see her.
“I don’t believe this,” she muttered.
“Oh, come on,” Lance replied, “I’m sure you’ve seen wilder things at college.”
“So, what you just come by while he’s at work and fuck my stepmom?”
Lance shook his head, as he made his way around behind me, leaving me exposed. “I come by whenever I want. If he’s lucky we let him watch.”
Callie didn’t know what to do.
Lance cupped my bra-clad breast in one hand, his other covering my pussy.
“Oh come on,” Lance teased, “when you’re dad remarried Alexis even you had to be wondering how he would keep up.”
Callie looked me in the eye, and I shook my head. “He doesn’t. I have needs but don’t worry. He likes to watch. This way everyone gets what they want.”
“Any moment now, he’ll be getting to the office,” Lance added, “And instead of working he’s going to spend the morning watching what I get up to with your dear stepmother.”
“He’ll get fired,” Callie muttered, “this is madness.”
“Not when his boss is inside his hot young wife,” Lance replied, “hell at this rate he’s due for a promotion.”
Callie’s mouth drooped open. “You’re that Lance Reynolds.”
Lance laughed as his fingers teased my lower lips “Indeed, I’d shake your hand but as you can see mine are already a little full.
I groaned; I couldn’t help it. I knew I should be trying to cover up, but I couldn’t move even if I wanted to.
Callie’s eyes were drawn to the movement below my waist and my stepdaughter watched as her dad’s boss slowly worked his finger back inside me.
Her weight shifted awkwardly from one foot to the other as she came to grips with what was happening in front of her.
“I get it, the only one out of place here is me,” she muttered. “I’m, uh, sorry to interrupt whatever this is.”
Callie turned to leave, but Lance called out to her. “We don’t want to kick you out on your birthday, why not hang around.”
“Lance,” I breathed. “She’s my stepdaughter.”
What was he doing?
Lance paid me no heed, he just continued teasing me with those strong hands while he addressed Callie. “Your stepmom might not want to admit it, but she likes to be watched. Why not hang around. Who knows, you might enjoy yourself.”
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