Lauren Is A Gifted Sexretary
My husband and I have never been happier.
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The cool timber of our dining table felt heavenly against my warm skin. Or perhaps it was the contract between it and the half naked woman on top of me.
Lauren. She was Lance’s secretary. Or rather his sexretary. And I could see why. She’d been in our kitchen less than an hour and she’d already brought my husband and then me to an exquisite orgasm.
Strapped to the table, I’d had little say in the matter. But feeling her leather clad body rub against my naked flesh had only made me wanton with lust.
The nubile blond was still wearing her studded black leather bra, but her soaked pussy was on display as she gently stroked it.
“You two are quite fun,” she mused. “But I do wonder whether you have what it takes to go the distance.”
I paused. It wasn’t the ringing endorsement I was used to getting for my sexual performance. Was it because she was a woman? I was certainly far less experienced in that arena. I knew men got what they wanted from me, usually because the evidence of their climax was sprayed all over my naked body or pumped deep inside me.
Lauren sat beside me, her hand running up the inside of my thigh. My husband sat nearby stroking the biggest hardon I’d ever seen from him and very much looking like he was ready to help either or both of us.
“What do you mean?” I asked, trying to keep my voice even. “Just untie me, Lauren, I can take care of you. I’m just not used to being constrained. Please give me another chance.
Lauren laughed. “That’s not what I mean dear. I mean your position in the ERB.”
“What about it?” I asked, fearful that our new lifestyle was in jeopardy. The pay raise for Ralph had been incredible and the steady bevy of girthy men had certainly revitalized our sex life. I didn’t want to see any of it disappear.
“Well,” Lauren paused. “The problem with the ERB is most of its participants don’t live up to their potential.”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Ralph is killing it at the office. The last few deals have been very lucrative for Reynolds Capital. It’s the sort of thing promotions are made of.”
“I’ve already been promoted,” Ralph replied. “And given a raise.”
“And there’s the problem,” Lauren said, sliding off the table.
“Lance cuckolds these young men, enjoys their wives and gives them more money then they dreamed of and their amibition just dissipates. Most of them don’t even realize they have two paths to choose from.”
“Two paths?” Ralph asked. “What paths?”
“Well the first is you continue as you are. Alexis here plays the good little fucktoy for our dear CEO. You both roll in the cash and privelege that comes with it and who knows, perhaps Lance will even put a baby in you. It’s a lucrative and easy life, you’ll want for nothing.”
It sent a shiver down my spine just hearing her say the words. The taboo of carrying another man’s baby was intensely arousing. With the amount of times he’d taken me bareback I figured it was a miracle he hadn’t done it already.
“Or,” I countered, not sure why I’d want anything else.
“Or, you show Lance you’re not content to live off his largess,” Lauren replied walking over to Ralph. I was acutely aware of her halfnakedness as my husband got an eyeful of that freshly shaved pussy still glistening with our arousal. “You show him that you have ambition to rise higher. You show him that while you might be willing to share your lusty wife with him, you need compensation. You show him you’re not content to be cuckolded, that you too have what it takes to cuckold another. If you want to be in Lance’s inner circle you must be able to do as he does.
“That’s an option?” Ralph said, quicker than I would have anticipated. Perhaps his entushiasm was driven by the abundance of female flesh on display in his kitchen.
“Wait,” I interjected trying to keep up.
“I don’t know, Ralph,” Lauren replied. “Do you have what it takes, to take another man’s wife?”
Ralph swallowed, suddenly a little less certain.
“Could you do it while he watched you?” Lauren asked, parting her folds for him. “Could you make her scream with pleasure as you drained every drop inside her married pussy.”
“I think so,” Ralph said, never taking his eyes of Lauren’s supple body.
Lauren reached into her bag and pulled out a phone. “Think or know, Ralph. There’s no room for uncertainty here.”
“What are you saying Lauren?” I cut in, having the distinct impression I was about to discover the full gambit of emotions I’d put my husband through the past few weeks.
“I’m saying I just want to help you see in yourselves, what I see in you,” Lauren replied, unlocking her phone and holding it out to my husband.
“What do I do with this?” Ralph asked.
“You facetime my husband,” Lauren replied. “Then you make him watch as you take what you want from me.”
Ralph paused, and looked at me. I was tied to the table and not sure I could have stopped him if I wanted to, but what’s more I didn’t feel like I had any right. I’d enjoyed at least six men that he knew about, who was I to deny him this?
Or maybe it was the voyeur inside me wanting to see what he’d do to her. Is this how he’d felt when I’d cuckolded him? It was a strange cocktail of jealousy and lust. I wasn’t sure I was enjoying it, but I was curious.
“Don’t look at her,” Lauren replied. “Look at me and make your choice.”
Ralph did. His eyes playing over her exposed sex as he hit the call button.
“Turn the camera on me,” Lauren instructed. Ralph did, just as the call was answered.
“That doesn’t look like the office.” Lauren’s husband’s voice filled our kitchen. It wasn’t loud, simply curious.
“It isn’t dear, I had to make a house call for a new up and coming executive.”
“I see.”
“I just finished with his wife, now I’m going to get what I came for,” Lauren panned the phone over my naked body but positioned herself to block the view of my face.
Her hubby was certainly getting an eyeful of the rest of me though.
“She is a pretty one isn’t she?”
I blushed as they talked about me.
“She sure is,” Lauren replied.
“Now I’m eager to see what her hubby has to give me.”
Lauren panned the phone around until it was faced at Ralph’s lap and the large boner he was sporting there. It wasn’t Lance but it was still a hard cock, and clearly she had every intention of taking it.
And this time I would be the one watching.
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