Kinky Couple

KINKY COUPLE, part 5

Hi, it's Connie and Frank again. This is another chapter in our sexual awakening after our children had grown and left home. We decided to explore and try different things. It had opened a whole world of wonderful new experiences.

In our last chapter, we had hooked up with my husband's sister Rita and her husband Chandler. After knowing them for over twenty years, we were surprised to learn that they were swingers. I also learned that Chandler had a huge cock and had longed to put it inside me from the time we'd met.

We'd had them over to dinner at our house. After dinner we went swimming and since they hadn't brought suits, we went skinny dipping. The dipping continued with Chandler dipping his cock into my cunt on the side of the pool. At the same time, my husband Frank fucked his sister Rita. After we had finished with the men, Rita and I spent the night together while the men slept alone.

The next chapter in our sexual enlightenment happened without any particular planning. My husband works in a food services company. His boss, Warren, has treated him well. I had joked about fucking Warren to get Frank a pay raise. It was just a joke, but it came true, but in a different way.

Warren's wife, Amelia, is a nice lady. She helps with the business sometimes, preparing flyers and developing proposals for clients. She works from home. While a lot of stuff can be done remotely with computers, there was the need to occasionally fetch something from Warren and Amelia's home. They keep some of the more expensive serving pieces and tableware at their home. Some valuable things had 'walked away' and ever since, they kept some things in their basement.

I'll let Frank tell you what happened with Amelia, the wife of his boss.

FRANK

Hi, I'm Frank. Connie's husband. I'm truly lucky to have married such a wonderful and exciting woman. Let me tell you about what happened with my boss's wife.

I've worked for the company for fifteen years. I worked for the late, Warren Senior and got to know Warren Junior who also worked for his dad. He took over when his dad passed.

Amelia had been around for years and they had married before Connie and I did. Amelia was kind of plain looking, but she could look really nice when she tried. She'd been with Warren so long that since she only had to please him, she didn't put excessive effort into prettying herself up for others. They were a great couple, but I noticed that the old spark wasn't there. They were getting stale with each other. So it was not really a surprise when things got complicated.

I was out at their home; it's an hour drive from the shop. I'd been there before to get things, no big deal. Amelia was often occupied elsewhere or away doing errands or something. They had a pool in their backyard. I'd wandered back there looking for her one time and saw her sunbathing nude. I scurried away. I didn't want to mess with the boss's wife; that's for sure. I did get a good glimpse.

Well, I was running another errand, retrieving a candelabra that we needed for an upcoming awards banquet.

Like I always did, I went into the house after lightly knocking and went into the basement to look for the candelabra. I found it.

As I reached the top of the stairs, which exited into the kitchen, Amelia was standing there. She was nearly naked. She was wearing a negligée of sorts. It was gauzy white and it didn't hide anything. I could see the dark nipples on her breasts and below was a triangular patch of black pussy hair.

"Hi Frank. I thought it was you."

"Excuse me. I didn't know you were home. I knocked. I came to get the candelabra." I was running-on, nervous at intruding on her privacy. I looked down at the floor, trying not to be too obviously staring at her.

She said, "I just woke up. I had a headache and took some Tylenol after Warren went to work."

I noticed, "You're not dressed. I'm sorry for intruding."

She said, "Oh, you noticed what I'm wearing."

"Of course. How could I not?"

"Well, your asshole boss didn't notice."

"What?"

"I wore this to bed last night and Warren just fell asleep. He didn't pay any attention."

I defended the boss, "Well, he's been working very hard on the proposal for the new arena."

Amelia said, "You're working hard too, aren't you, and you noticed." He nodded at my crotch, where my dick, which has a mind of its own. had formed a tent in my pants.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

She said, "Don't be sorry. I think it's a compliment when a man gets a boner because of me. It's been a while."

"I don't know what to say."

She asked, "How do I look? Would you ignore me if I wore this to bed?"

I said, "You look fantastic, if it's not out of line to say so. I certainly wouldn't ignore you if you came into my bed wearing that."

"Does Connie wear nighties like this?"

I said, "No. When she wants to seduce me, she wears skimpy panties or is just naked."

She said, "Oh. I'd like to see that." Then she pulled her negligée over her head and stood before me naked. "Is this what Connie wears to bed?"

I said, "Yes. She has the exact same outfit."

Amelia asked, "I've never seen your wife naked. Does she shave her pussy?"

"No. I like it unshaved."

"Do you put your nose in her bush and ferret around?"

"Exactly. How did you know."

Then she said, "I think maybe you are a little over-dressed, aren't you?"

She wanted me to undress too. I was nervous, although my dick wasn't. I pulled my shirt over my head and set it on their kitchen table.

She came over to me and sat in a chair next to me. She undid my belt, then the button on my trousers. She unzipped me and pulled my pants and underwear off my hips. My dick sprung free, bouncing a few times before settling, aimed right at her.

She said, "Do you think Connie would mind if I borrowed you for a few hours."

I said, "No, but they need the candelabra."

"Fuck 'em. They can wait while you fuck me."

Her mouth wrapped around my cock and she began to give me a wonderful blow job. In a few moments, my prick was shining like a glazed donut from her saliva. She licked my dick from top to bottom. She had my balls in her hand when she put her mouth over the head of my cock. She took it into her mouth and it pressed against her gullet. She choked a little, then proceeded to slide her head up and down, expertly sucking my cock.

She said, "I've been told that I'm a good cocksucker. What do you think?"

"I would agree. You're wonderful. Maybe Connie could come over for lessons."

She smiled and said, "Whose cock would you like her to suck?"

"Mine, of course."

She said, "Beware. My husband has his eye on her. If you don't keep her home, he'll be in her panties."

I said, "I trust my wife." I did trust her and trusted that if presented the opportunity to hop in the sack with my boss, that she'd do it. Fucking the husband's boss is one of the most popular topics on the erotic video and story sites.

Amelia was giving wonderful head. She would get me to where I was approaching coming and then back off.

"Do you like to eat pussy?" She asked.

"Of course. It's one of my favorite things."

She surprised me when she said, "I'll let you eat my pussy and fuck me if you show me a nude photo of your wife."

That seemed like a reasonable trade. I had a few photos of Connie naked, well, more than a few. What's the harm in showing another woman.

I pulled the hidden album up on my phone and chose an attractive, full frontal photo of Connie. Amelia looked at it and began to scroll through the entire album. She found one of Connie sucking our marriage counselor's cock.

"Ooh, look at this. Your wife goes down on other men."

"She does. We've been experimenting with new things."

"Does it make you jealous?"

"No. I like watching her. She's like my own personal movie star."

"A porno actress, just for you."

"That's right."

Amelia led me to their bedroom. Any serious thought of what I was doing was lost from my mind. I was about to fuck my boss's wife, something that would probably get me fired. I knew that he had bagged a few of his employees' wives, but that was different.

When Amelia crawled into her unmade bed and leaned back on the pillows, displaying her feminine treasures to my eager eyes, any thought of morality or concern about my job vanished.

I dove into her pussy. She needed it, as evidenced by how quickly and how intensely she came. My face was covered with her pussy juice. I smelled like a cunt. It was great. Even though she was the boss's wife I had access to all of her womanly treasures. I was seeing things that only Warren was supposed to see. She had prominent labia and her clit stood up like a little soldier. I spent a considerable amount of time teasing and sucking her love button. Her pubic hair was dark and kinkily. She didn't have as much hair as my wife, but it was still quite wonderful to rub my nose on her fuzzy snatch.

I used my fingers to explore inside her. I found her g-spot and made her come by pushing on it while my lips sucked on her clit. She came in buckets, wetting the sheets on the bed with her juices.

She lifted my head and said, "Come up here and fuck me."

I obliged. My cock slid right into her tight little hole. She was moving the muscles in her vagina. There's no better sensation in the world than having your dick inside a woman. We were joined physically and joined emotionally too. I had known Amelia for a long time and we were good friends. I sensed that she needed someone to comfort her, to hold her, to desire her, and I was more than willing to fill her need. Of course, she was a wonderful piece of ass, forbidden fruit, the boss's wife.

I took my time, bringing her to orgasm twice more. After the second time, she seemed to be relaxing some, reflecting some contentment. I dumped my cum inside her and she held me tight.

She said, "You've been such a good friend. If I weren't married to Warren and you to Connie, we'd have done that a long time ago."

I gently kissed her and told her she was a wonderful lover.

I left, getting back to the office with the candelabra just in time. I told folks that I had stopped to get something to eat to justify why I'd been gone for almost four hours on a one-hour errand. I hoped nobody was suspicious.

I wondered if that was the end of it, a one-time liaison, just to see what it was like for Amelia and me. It was not to be. She wanted more, and Warren wasn't giving it to her. A couple of times, I encouraged him to not work late and go home to his wife. He declined, which I knew would cause problems at home. I noticed that Warren frequently had appointments with prospective clients in the afternoon. I was soon to learn what that was about.

Well, Amelia called me the week after our first session.

"Are you busy this afternoon?" She asked.

"Not especially."

"Why don't you come over to the house. I need some help with taking inventory."

"Where's your husband?"

"He's out of town on business."

"Oh, I hadn't heard."

"He said it had come up quickly. He'll be gone just overnight."

"You want me to come over."

"Do you want to?"

"Yes, of course."

"What about your wife?"

"She's visiting her sister overnight. I can come over for a while."

That began my regular visits to my boss's home where I fucked his wife for him. I thought he was foolish to ignore such a fine lady and I was pleased to be of service to her.

Our weekly meetings consisted of oral and vaginal sex. We'd skip a week during her period, but usually make up for it with two sessions the next week.

I told Connie about what I was doing and she was fine with it. We were experimenting and the idea of me sneaking off to fuck the boss's wife was kinky enough to please her.

She can tell what was happening with her.

CONNIE:

Frank told me all about fucking Amelia. Amelia is okay, but she's a little weird from my perspective, so we've been friendly, but never friends. I'd never want to eat her pussy. Once Frank started banging her, I dismissed any reservations about resisting his boss's overtures to me. That's right, at the same time that Amelia was throwing herself at Frank, her husband was making a play for Frank's wife, me.

I was in a tizzy one day, going from place to place at work and then I was going to pick up Frank at work. His car was in the shop. I was a bit late, it was almost six when I got to the office. I knocked and Warren let me in. I asked where my husband was and he told me he'd gone home. When I was late, they'd loaned him a company truck and I'd missed the text from Frank telling me. I'd silenced my phone.

Warren invited me into his office and I went, being polite. I needed to relax for a few minutes. That's when Warren made another play for me. He'd tried before and I had politely rebuffed him. But now that the kids had moved out and we were enjoying our freedom, having some fun with the husband's boss was in the realm of possibility.

Warren was talking about the company and how well it was doing. He started talking about how Frank was such a valuable asset to the company.

"I'd like to give him a raise." He said.

"Why don't you do it?"

"I'm afraid the other employees will want a raise too and we can't afford it."

"Well, if Frank's doing so well, the others will just have to accept it."

Then he dropped the bait, "I'm on the edge on making the decision. I need something to push me one way or the other."

I said, "What type of thing would work in Frank's favor."

"Oh, I don't know."

I smiled and said, "What if I let you fuck me, would that be enough?"

He acted shocked, "Connie, what are you suggesting?"

"Come on Warren. Cut the shit. I know you want to fuck me and I'm willing if you give Frank a raise." I was willing even without the raise, but Warren didn't need to know that.

He said, "I'd have to think about it. Where would we meet up?"

I said, "We don't need to sneak around. Let's do it right here and right now. I'll give you a blow job at your desk and then you can bend me over and fuck me."

Warren was stunned by my forwardness. I began to undress. His eyes were glued on me as I removed my blouse. I reached behind and undid my bra. I let it fall to the floor and stood before him with my tits like headlights, pointed right at him. He'd never seen them before; I know he desperately wanted to.

I led him to his desk chair. He sat and I went my knees. He put his hands on my breasts. He liked my hard little nipples; his fingers were flicking them.

I undid his pants, pulling them down off his hips, freeing his prick. I examined his penis. It was of medium length and girth. It was not a young penis, lacking the bulging veins of some of the pricks I've seen.

Precum was oozing from the tip. I looked up and smiled lewdly at him, then proceeded to lick the clear fluid from the end of his penis. I rubbed his cock over my tits, putting the little slit over one nipple.

When I put the thing in my mouth and sealed my lips around it, he gasped. This was the way I wanted him, not naked, but sitting there with his pants below his knees.

I sucked his dick for a while, putting forth my best effort. He believed in recognizing excellence and I was trying to give him an excellent blow job. He certainly seemed to like it. He was lifting out of his chair with his hands on my head as he got near ejaculation.

He didn't give me a choice about whether he came in my mouth. His hands held my head and he pushed his dick into the back of my throat when he came. The milky spunk flowed into my mouth. I choked on it. Some escaped onto my chin. His taste was a bit bitter compared with other semen I'd eaten. The thought that I was becoming a connoisseur of cum was amusing.

He fell back into his chair, exhausted, and pleased. "Connie, that was wonderful. Thank you."

I asked, "Does my husband get a raise."

"Absolutely."

"Do you want to fuck me too?"

"I don't think I can get it up again."

I told him to come around to the front of his desk. He watched me reach under my skirt and pull my panties off my hips. I stepped out of them, one high-heeled shoe at a time. I handed them to him. He put them to his nose, inhaling the scent of my pussy.

I said "Keep them in your desk drawer and think of me."

I lifted my skirt. My ass was bare under my bunched-up skirt. I was wearing dark stockings and high heeled shoes. I bent forward, giving him a squirrel shot of my naked pussy between my upper thighs. I used my hands to spread my cheeks, providing an obscene view of my asshole and my pussy lips.

He knew what to do. It was his turn on his knees. He put his face into my ass and his tongue found my labia. I spread myself more to give him full access. He lightly bit over my asshole and licked my perineum. I opened my pussy lips and he put his face into my cunt, licking my clit and the opening of my vagina. I felt my juices oozing out onto his face, increasing to a steady flow as he munched on my cunt.

I was positioned like I'd seen in a porn video. I was topless, my tits were swaying with each movement. My skirt was around my hips. The stockings on my legs framed the cream-colored skin on my upper thighs and the mixture of pink flesh and dark pubic hair on my cunt. My high heels completed the decadent scene.

Warren was feasting on the juicy treat between my legs.

"How much of a raise does Frank get?" I asked.

He was at a disadvantage. He was in the midst of real pleasure and easily yielded, "Ten percent, okay?"

I asked, "How much will he get if I let you fuck me in the ass?"

Warren said, "He can have the whole company."

He stood behind me, his cock had revived. Eating my pussy seemed to do the trick.

I was in position for him. He placed his hands on my hips and his cock poked once, then slid right into my well lubricated snatch. His cock felt good, filling my needy vagina. I moaned in pleasure, letting him know that I liked what he was doing to me. His hands roamed over my naked back and my ass cheeks while his dick explored deep inside me.

His penis was a nice size, not nearly as big as my brother-in-law, Chandler (see part 4), but he was thicker than my husband. It stands to reason, that the boss would have a bigger dick than his subordinate. The bull with the biggest cock gets the most cows.

"Ooh, you feel so good inside me." I said. "We're going to have to do this again."

He said, "I've wanted to fuck you for a long time. I only hired your husband to keep you around."

I hoped that wasn't true, although it was a compliment.

Since he'd come earlier, he had a lot of staying-power. He gave me a good fucking; we went on and on. He would occasionally grab my tits. His fingers pinched my nipples. I wasn't keeping track of time, but it seemed like we fucked for over half an hour.

I had another idea, "Take me over and fuck me in my husband's office. I'll remember it every time I visit him."

We walked down the hall to Frank's office. I'd walked that hallway many times, never with my tits out.

In Frank's office I asked, "Where do you want me?"

"Sit on his desk, where he does his paperwork."

I sat with my wet pussy on the smooth desk top. I was almost at the perfect height for Warren to step forward and slide his cock into me.

He held my ankles, spreading me wide open. My cunt lips were swollen and apart, with my clit and my cunt hole prominently on display. I looked down at his hard dick as the big head disappeared inside me. He pushed more and his entire dick was engulfed by my pussy. It felt so good, so fulfilling to have him inside me. Doing it on my husband's desk added an element of nastiness. I knew Frank would merely be amused. I remembered that he had been fucking Warren's wife unbeknownst to Warren.