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  They lay in silence on the bed, her head resting on his shoulder.

  She kissed his armpit. “I’d like us to repeat the random pick-up sometime.”

  He looked at her, unable to stop smiling. “Will you repeat what you just did to me?”

  She nodded. “That could work. You come on the last Sunday of every month, but also whenever I have a random stranger.”

  “That sounds good to me.” He thought about it. “Why was that more erotic than arranging a bull as normal?”

  She pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. “I don’t know. Maybe the surprise on the guy’s face. All the bulls know exactly what’s in store—the guy tonight didn’t.”

  “He probably couldn’t believe his luck.”

  She laughed.

  Harry stroked her arm. “Maybe we could book into a hotel every few months, and go down to the bar and pick up a guy. Hotels are full of businessmen on their own.”

  Michelle nodded. “Yeah, that’d work well. We’d have a room, and I wouldn’t have to get fucked standing up in a stairwell.”

  Now he laughed. “I bet you enjoyed it.”

  She bit into his shoulder. “Of course I enjoyed it.”

  He had a thought. “Did you talk to him?”

  She shook her head. “Not really. I only said two things.”

  “And what were they?”

  “The first was fuck me.”

  He smiled. “And the second?”

  “Come inside me.”

  He smiled, stroked her hip.

  She sat up and turned to face him. “Speaking of me enjoying myself…”

  Harry knew what was coming; she’d organised her next bull. “Yes?” He was smiling.

  “I’ve arranged something special for my next time.”

  “Oh?” A familiar twitch moved his cock inside the cage, and she noticed.

  She leaned closer to his ear, made her voice breathless. “I’ve decided to up the stakes.”

  Harry’s mind raced, but he couldn’t work out what she meant. “Oh?”

  She smiled. “Come on, what’s the obvious next step?”

  He was about to shake his head when a thought occurred. “You want a threesome.” It wasn’t a question.

  She smiled, then shrugged. “I thought I’d skip that, and go straight for a higher number.”

  Harry sat up. “What do you mean?”

  “I’ve booked a chalet by the sea for next weekend.”

  “Uh huh.” He waited.

  “I’ve arranged for some people to pay me a visit.”

  “How many people?”

  “Roy and Lucas will be there. And maybe Jon.”

  “Michelle, tell me what’s going to happen?”

  “I’m going to get gang-banged.”

  His mouth was dry. “How many?”

  She held his gaze for a long time.

  He saw her swallow, then lick her lips. “How many, Michelle?”

  “Seven.”

  “You can’t be serious. Do you have any—?”

  “I know exactly what I’ll be getting. I’ve discussed with all of the bulls what’ll happen.”

  Harry was concerned for her. “Michelle, you’ve got to think about this. Roy can come four times in a night. Jon did three. Lucas went off to another woman after you. If all the others can do the same, you…” He shook his head.

  “Don’t worry about me. I’m going to get exactly what I asked for. Aren’t you excited about seeing it?”

  He paused, then shrugged. “That’s not the point. What if it’s too much?”

  “I’ll be having three men in me at once, and the others will be either groping me or jerking off over me. It’ll go on for a long time, and they’ll all have their turn. But when it ends, there’ll be just the two of us. We’ll have that memory to keep us hot for a long time.”

  Harry watched her face, then nodded. “If you’re sure it’s what you want.”

  She smiled. “Oh, it’s definitely what I want.” She blew into his ear. “And what’s more, I know it’s what you want, too.”

  He held his breath, nodded again.

  “Good. And there’s a bonus with this one.”

  “Oh?”

  She smiled. “They’re going to film it, so we’ll be able to watch and enjoy it long after it’s over.”

  He closed his eyes, felt the tell-tale wetness seep inside his cage. This was his life, and he was enjoying it more than he liked to admit.

  The End

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  My Wife, My Black Boss and the Office Party by Sylvia Redmond

  Introduction

  She was struggling to keep up with what they wanted from her. I knew she was a little drunk so that was making it harder – or maybe it was actually making it easier, it was hard to tell. What wasn’t hard to tell was they were having one hell of a good time with her, and all I could do was sit there and watch.

  The Sales Director had her now. She was on her hands and knees blowing him and he was loving every minute of it. Judging by her enthusiasm she was enjoying it too, which was odd because she never really enjoyed sucking my cock when we were home in our bedroom. Although I had a feeling it wasn’t sucking his dick that was exciting her, it was the secretary’s hands on her body.

  My boss’s personal secretary had her hands all over my wife’s body. I could tell my wife was trying to concentrate on blowing the Sales Director but the secretary’s hands wouldn’t quit and it was making it harder for her. When they were on her tits she had managed to keep her shit together and kept sucking with the occasional moan escaping her lips. But once the secretary’s hands went between my wife’s legs and opened her up all hell started to break loose.

  I knew what she was doing. She was preparing my wife for her boss. I knew that because the secretary’s boss was also my boss. Raymond Sykes had been sitting on the couch watching but he had stood up and was now taking off his clothes. He had already taken off his suit jacket and was working on his tie.

  The secretary was trying to spread my wife’s legs further open as she started to manipulate her with her hands. I knew the way she was touching her was having an effect because I could see her body trembling. Twice she had tried to lift her head but the Sales Director had a solid grip on her. I thought that he might be close to cumming himself as I turned back to look at my boss.

  His shirt was off and he was unzipping his pants. He was doing it without watching because his eyes were locked on to my wife’s ass. The zipper was down and I watched as he lowered his pants. The bulge in his briefs was impressive and when he lowered those too I found out why.

  His cock was huge. It was big and black and on its way to being fully hard. He kicked off his briefs and then stepped closer to my wife and I knew she was in for trouble. The secretary still had her spread open and was looking at hi
s big cock too now. He took it in his hand and knelt behind her as he got ready to drive it home.

  I watched as he swirled the tip over her moist opening. I heard her moan again but knew she had no idea what had just stimulated her. I thought about the choice I had made to put her in this position. It had seemed like the right thing to do at the time…

  Chapter 1

  “That would be a pretty big promotion” Raymond Sykes said. “I’m not sure if you’re ready for it or not.”

  Raymond Sykes was the head of Northeast Operations. He was a cold, calculating businessman. What he had just said was his way of telling me he probably wasn’t going to give me the position I had come to his office to lobby for, which made me all the more intent to persuade him.

  “I understand it’s a big promotion sir” I started, “But I also know that I’m the best man for the job. I handle most of the large Midwest accounts now as it is. I can leverage those relationships to build sales this company has never seen before.”

  Our existing Sales Director was getting ready to be transferred to our European conglomerate, which meant that his job would be up for grabs. I knew that his salary was probably a hundred thousand more than mine was, and he probably got another two hundred in bonuses every year. I needed to make the pitch to land that position. It would be a game changer for Vicki and me.

  “I’m going to need to give it some careful consideration” Sykes said. “You know there are several people up for that spot. Some of them are arguably better qualified than you too.”

  He was right, I knew he was right. Richard Evans was probably his first pick, since he had been killing his numbers for the past eighteen months. And Bob Andrews had been there longer than me, and I knew that he golfed with Sykes once a month. I was going to need to do something to put my name at the top of the deck.

  “I know that sir” I told him. “But I also know this company got to where it is by taking chances. I think if you took the chance on putting me in that position you would see it pay off tenfold.”

  It was a weak pitch. Sykes smiled and nodded but my pitch bounced off him hard. He started to change the subject.

  “Are you bringing your lovely wife to the office party this year?” he said. “It should be a fine time. We’ve rented an entire floor at the Excelsior. I hope to see her there.”

  He smiled when he asked about Vicki and his brilliant white teeth made a sharp contrast with his ebony skin. I knew he liked Vicki – he had spent most of last year’s party flirting with her and feeding her drinks. It didn’t surprise me that he was asking if she would be there.

  “Absolutely sir” I told him. “She’s part of the team too, I wouldn’t think of having her miss it.”

  Chapter 2

  “I bought two of them, you need to tell me which one you want me to wear” Vicki said to me.

  I was sitting there in our bedroom, trying to figure out how the hell I was going to get that Sales Director job. If I had that money, we could buy that other house that Vicki liked, the one that backed up to the golf course. The first thing I would do would be to trade in my Volkswagen and get a BMW. Jonathon Sharpe was the existing Sales Director, and that prick was driving a Porsche.

  “Ok honey, let’s see them” I said.

  She was dressed in a pair of panties and a black lace bra. We had been married for ten years and it still felt like we were honeymooners. She wasn’t the brightest bulb on the tree but she had the body of a swimsuit model. I watched her slide the black dress over her D-cup breasts and my cock was immediately at attention.

  “There’s the black one” she said. “It’s more formal, and a little more conservative.”

  The black fabric hugged her curves perfectly and looked spectacular. Ordinarily I wouldn’t give a shit and would tell her to just pick one but I wanted to see her take the dress off again. She was watching me and I nodded.

  “Ok, let’s see the other one” I told her.

  She pulled the black one off and I was looking at her panty clad body again. I decided then I was going to fuck her. As soon as she took the other dress off I would fuck her. I could feel my dick getting harder.

  “And then there’s the red one. This is the fun one – it’s a little sexier, I’m just afraid the neckline is too low” she said.

  She wiggled into the red dress and adjusted the tight fabric around her body. She was right, the neckline did plunge too low. I watched her fidgeting to adjust the dress and her big tits practically sprang right out. The dress was bordering on inappropriate.

  “I like the red one” I said.

  She straightened up when I said it and put her hands on her sexy hips. She looked at me with that cute look and wrinkled her nose.

  “Really?” she said.

  I walked over to her and put my hands on the dress.

  “Yeah, really” I told her.

  I started to peel it off of her. Inch by inch it came off and her luscious body started to spill out.

  “What are you doing?” she giggled.

  “I need to get this dress off you” I said.

  I finally got it over her curvy ass and on to the floor. I pushed her back onto the bed and scooted her up into the center.

  “Turn over” I told her and she did so obediently. She did most everything I asked of her, especially in the bedroom.

  I had really just wanted to get at the bra to unfasten it, but I took the moment to look at her beautiful ass. It was framed out in her little pair of panties and looked delicious. I traced my fingers up her panty line and listened to her moan. I then moved my hands to their original target and unhooked the bra.

  I flipped her back over and looked down at her gorgeous breasts. Some woman pay thousands of dollars to surgically make their tits look like Vicki’s, and they would never look as good as the real thing. I bent down and took her nipples in my mouth.

  She moaned and started to move her hips. Touching her tits always got her engine revving. I sucked on one first, and then the other. Sucking them was nice, but what I wanted at that moment was to fuck them.

  I got them wet with my saliva and then straddled her chest. I put my cock between them and brought her hands up to her chest so she was propping one on each side of me. She didn’t get it at first, but she was always slow to catch on. I saw the light bulb go on and she pushed them together so I could tittie fuck her.

  I looked at her beautiful face as I straddled her chest. I fucked her big tits until I felt myself ready to blow. I didn’t plan on cumming on her face. I had intended to blow on her stomach. But when I tried to pull away she kept her tits forced together, keeping me pinned to her. I felt my cock twitched and I grunted and coated her with thick jets of hot semen.

  “I’m sorry” I said to her, “I didn’t mean to do that.”

  “That’s ok sweetie” she said. “As long as it was good for you.”

  Chapter 3

  “I want to thank you all for coming tonight” Raymond Sykes was saying. “It’s been a tremendous year and we’re hoping that next year will be even better.”

  I hoped next year would be better too

  He still hadn’t committed to who was going to get the Sales Director position, which was good news. I didn’t know if I would get it or not but at the same time I hadn’t been ruled out. Still, it seemed like a lot of money that was sitting on the table, and I felt like I needed to do something to increase my odds.

  “Our sales pipeline looks better than ever for next year. We are already projecting a fifty percent increase over this year” Sykes said, and it prompted a round of applause from the employees at the party.

  Fuck, a fifty percent increase – that would translate to close to a three hundred thousand dollar bonus for whoever was Sales Director, I was certain. I was crunching the numbers and moving figures around in my head when Vicki bumped into my arm.

  “Woopsy” she said. “Sorry sweetie. I think I’m going to go get another drink”

  “Ok honey” I told her. “Just
take it easy, ok?”

  “Yepper” she said, and I watched her get up and weave her way towards the bar.