My Boss Makes It Up To Me

While I watch my wife cheat on me.

Most men don’t get to watch their wife cheat on them in spectacular panoramic 8K resolution. Watching it I couldn’t help but think my boss had expected this might happen. Otherwise why install such quality security cameras throughout the building.

Zara clearly expected her employees to misbehave. She’d been betting on it. That’s why she was distributing the company’s new aphrodisiac Xcite like it was candy.

I considered saying something, but that would mean she’d need to answer me and right now her lips were working overtime on my rock hard cock.

You heard that right. My boss was sucking my cock. Never in a thousand years would I have expected it, but it seemed she was so intent on gathering data on her new drug that she was willing to keep me occupied while my wife surrendered to her inner slut.

I felt like a boiler of emotions ready to explode. There was intense jealousy as Tom grabbed the back of my wife’s head and vigorously pumped his impressive cock into her mouth. She was on her knees saliva and precum running down her chin and onto her tits. I’d never seen her so wanton.

I knew I should do something before they got any further carried away but my boss Zara was relentless and a vision on her knees.

One hand worked my shaft while her lips teased my head. Her white blouse was low cut and offered a very promising view right down her chest at her impressive rack. They had to be double d’s but I’d never expected to enjoy them at this angle.

Her eyes gleamed with mischief as she worked my shaft, her eyes always flicking back to the screen and my wife.

“Tom, fuck me please,” my wife’s plea filled the office. I looked at the screen as she planted a kiss on the bulbous head of his big cock. “I need this inside me.”

My colleague reached for her hand, drawing her to her feet. She looked so sexy with her dress bundled up around her waist, sexy black heels emphasizing her incredible legs.

“On no,” I muttered. “I can’t let this happen.”

I stared at the screen as Zara rose to her feet.

“You could go and stop them,” she replied, laying back on her desk, her head dangling off the edge as her hands undid her blouse. I panicked not sure wether I should watch her or my wife.

Her hands reached for the clasp nestled between her tits. With a flick of her wrist it popped open revealing her pendulous breasts. “Or you can use me like he’s using Claudia.”

I was going right to hell. I was sure of that much, but the man inside me knew if I walked out of the room, I’d never get this chance again. Dr. Stevens struck me as the sort of woman who took rejection poorly.

I also imagined she got very little of it.

Tom thrust into my wife, taking her from behind, using Claudia’s dress as a handle to really give it to her.

“Oh yes,” Tom groaned as he took my wife. “You’re such a hot piece of ass Claudia.”

I strode over to my boss, taking her perfect tits in my hands as I sank my hard cock into her mouth. As I played with them I couldn’t believe it. They sat high and firm and looked fake, but as I played with them, they felt totally natural. My hands tightened around her nipple and Zara’s back arched her fingers slipping down her skirt to play with her pussy.

My boss moaned as I thrust into her mouth, my hands using her tits like the world’s most ergonomic keyboard. The more I played with them the more lewd she became. For a moment I wondered if she was on Xcite, but she’d been far too calm and collected for that. The more I played with them, the more she writhed on the desk, her lips sucking me like a hoover.

“Your tits are incredible,” I whispered, drawing my cock out of my boss’s mouth.

“Aren’t they?” she replied as she played with her pussy. “Enjoy them, they’re company property.”

I decided I didn’t care what that meant I was too damn hard.

“Harder Tom, give it to me,” Claudia pleaded her knuckles turning white as she pawed at the surface of the desk for traction.

Tom obliged, one hand reaching for my wife’s breast as the other pulled her back into him.

Not that he needed to, I could see her thrusting back against his every stroke. She wanted this.

“So big,” she moaned as he drove her to her orgasm. I could see it coming. The familiar sign of her body tightening up as she braced for impact.

“Faster Tom,” she pleaded. “Roger will be back soon. Finish me, please.”

Tom grinned like an idiot. “Wouldn’t want him to see you with a real cock in you.”

Claudia giggled and I took out my frustration on Zara, grabbing her tits, as I placed my cock between them fucking my boss’s perfect tits while my wife came on Tom’s big dick.

“Yes, Tom. That’s it, I’m cumming,” she grinned in euphoric ecstacy.

“So am I,” Tom answered as he erupted inside of my wife.

He’d just creampied my wife. I wanted to punch him in the face, my jealousy welling up. But Dr. Stevens guided me back to her mouth and on the third stroke I erupted shooting my pent up load right down the back of her throat.

The load I’d been saving all week to put a baby in my wife. I looked at the screen where Tom was pumping his load into my wife with slow strokes. What had I done? What had she done.

I drew out of Zara’s mouth. Trailing saliva and cum across her cheek, but she didn’t seem to care.

“Fuck me,” Zara instructed, peeling her panties to the side.

But I’d spent my strength and was already going soft.

“I can’t. I’ve got to get down there,” I whispered fixing my pants.

Dr. Stevens sighed. “Your loss,” she replied as she reached for the desk drawer, opened it and pulled out the largest dildo I’d ever seen.

My wife slid her black thong back on, and was fixing her dress.

I raced for the door, my boss groaning in pleasure as she forced the huge black sex toy into her soaked sex.

What the hell? I thought as I raced downstairs ready to confront Claudia.

I made it down in record time, and there Claudia was waiting at the door. Her dress was fixed, the trail of cum that had been running down her chin was gone but the room reaked of sex.

“There you are, baby. Ready to go?” Claudia asked, her eyes still a little glazed.

I looked from her, to Tom sitting at his desk grinning like an idiot.

“You still want to go to the movies?” I asked, not sure what else to say.

“No,” she whispered. “I want to go to the car. I need you.”

She was clearly still out of her mind on Xcite. I wasn’t sure what I should do.

She must have sensed my hesitation as she reached for my face and drew me in. Her lips found their way to my ear.

“You know that thing you’ve always wanted to do?” She whispered.

I nodded slowly.

“Tonight’s the night, babe. I’m going to need you to take my ass.”

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