My Hubby Knows Where I’ve Been

And I’ve been bad, very, very bad.

It had been almost a week since my daughter in law had arrived home to find me bound and naked in our entryway, her father’s boss using me for his pleasure. It had taken some explaining and I’d expected her to storm out, but I guess I didn’t really know Callie at all.

College had heightened her sense of adventure to say the least and egged on by Lance she had done things to me I never would have expected. Deep down I knew that I shouldn’t. She might not have been my daughter, but she was Ralph’s, and I had no doubt he’d be furious if he ever found out.

But self-control had hardly been my strong suit of late, and the three of us had spent a devilish day in bed together. Callie was the opposite of her father, strong-willed and adventurous and she had taken great pleasure in dominating me alongside Lance.

I’d also grown much more familiar with her nubile body, and the thoughts of what she had done to me were enough to make me wet just thinking about it.

I had hidden the truth from Ralph of course. There were things he just wasn’t ready for. He knew that someone else had been in the house that day, Lance had said as much to torture him but press me as he might for details, I’d remained tight lipped about our other guest.

They had both been gone when he’d arrived home to find me stark naked on our bed. I was utterly exhausted and the evidence of Lance’s last ardorous exploit was still leaking out of me.

Without a word he went to work, using his tongue not only to clean me but to tease my tender sex. I’d let him. Not only did it feel incredible but it was intensely erotic watching him taste me after another man had taken me as his own. The fact that his daughter had done the same only a few hours earlier only heightened the taboo and drove me to a powerful orgasm.

I wrapped my legs around his head and pulled him into my pussy as I ground against his tongue, my hips bucking and trembling as the waves of bliss rolled through me.

When I let him go, I collapsed against the bed, my legs falling open as I caught my breath.

“That’s a good boy,” I groaned. “That’s just what I needed.”

Ralph didn’t say a word, he did however grab me by the hips and roll me onto my stomach before pulling me to the edge of the bed so that my legs hung over it. As my feet hit the floor I heard his pants unzip and hit the floor. His belt clattering against the soft carpet.

“What are you doing?” I asked, I don’t know why, his intent was obvious, but I was a little in shock and frankly still dazed from the day’s activities.

“Good boys get to fill up their wife’s pussy,” he replied, “everyone else certainly has and I’ve waited all day for this.”

Maybe it was the guilt over what I’d done. Maybe I was just too exhausted to protest. Or maybe I just wanted to see if he’d go through with it.

He sank his shaft into me in a single stroke, forcing a groan from my lips, which he took as encouragement even though it was largely due to how tender I felt after Lance had taken me repeatedly.

The groan only spurred him on, and he increased his pace.

Ralph grabbed my ass in both hands as he drove his member into me.

After Lance’s nine inches, Ralph almost seemed like a warm down but I thrust back against him to make the most of it.

“That’s it,” I whispered. “Give it to me hard, just like your boss did.”

The goading worked him into a frenzy, his pace growing with each stroke. I knew he wouldn’t last long like this; he didn’t have Lance’s stamina which in my case was probably a good thing.

“I hope you got all of him,” I teased. “I think he’s trying to get me pregnant.”

Lance hadn’t said as much but he never bothered with protection, and seemed to think nothing of filling up his employee’s wives whenever he wished.

I reached beneath me and cupped Ralph’s balls in my hand, massaging them as he took me from behind. The added stimulation was too much for him and his ragged breath turned into a groan as I felt him explode deep within me.

Spurt after spurt of his thick pent up load filled me until he withdrew and shot the last strand across my ass.

“That’s my good boy,” I reassured him as I collapsed on our filthy bed. I had badly needed a shower, but now I needed time to recover.

The rest of the week had been uneventful. Perhaps Lance was giving me time to recuperate. Or maybe the lead up to Christmas was keeping him busy. He’d certainly enjoyed himself, so I knew it wasn’t anything I’d done wrong but as the days wore on, I started to worry. He’d certainly enjoyed having Callie, was he spending the time with her?

The thought of being replaced by my stepdaughter sent a pang of jealousy through me.

I hadn’t considered it as a possibility but then again, I hadn’t been thinking clearly either.

As I made my way around the kitchen tidying up, I resolved to find out the truth.

I picked up my phone. I didn’t want to text Lance, not until I knew what was going on. If Callie was trying to steal my favorite new toy, I wanted to know about it.

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