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“I said about three o’clock” my wife called down to me as she was getting ready. I shouted up, “OK”. Shortly after she came downstairs. She looked gorgeous and sexy and she reminded me why I fell in love with my wife in the first place. “How do I look?” she asked. My stomach churned. “He’s going to want to fuck you on the spot.” I answered

Half an hour’s drive later we stopped outside his house. “I’ll try to keep you up to date,” she said. “But he doesn’t like his face in pictures.” Then she looked at me with that look on her face . “Thank you for this. I love you so much.” She got out of our car and headed for his door. I drove off to a multi-storey car park in the town. It was a Sunday so it was quiet. I headed up to the top floor which waa empty.

And that’s where I am now. Imagining him opening the door to her, guiding her inside, taking her in his arms and kissing her, his tongue probing into her mouth and hers rolling urgently around it; his hands roaming over her body and hers pressing him to her. I picture him clutching at her round arse and firm full breasts, and her reaching down between them to caress his crotch, feeling him harden under her hand. In my mind I see him undressing my wife as he takes off his own clothes and a knot of excitement and jealousy forms in my stomach.

My phone buzzes. It’s a video. My wife is naked and on her knees before her bull’s long, thick, black cock. She’s looking up into the camera as she takes it into his mouth, lovingly and adoringly. I can hear him grunting and saying ”Yes..you are a great cocksucker”. I imagine her lips sliding up and down his shaft, her tongue rolling around his crown and my own cock gets so hard that I need to unfasten my pants pants and take it out and hope that the cameras in the car park aren’t too good.

Another buzz. It’s my wife’s arse. I kind of love it that I can recognise my wife by the curves of her buttocks. But here the tip of a big black cock is gliding between the lips of her moist and ready pussy. I watch as with a long slow thrust he penetrates her and hear her moaning “Oh God yes…fuck me”. In my mind I watch my wife on all fours, panting as his cock pounds into her over and over as a sheen of sweat builds on her body. I stroke harder, that knot getting harder and harder in my stomach as I imagine her clutching at the sheets of his bed, panting and moaning.

Another buzz. It’s confused. She’s holding the phone in her hand and directing it at her face. It’s moving rhythmically as he fucks her and her face is convulsed with pleasure. Her mouth forms a perfect O and her eyes close tight and I know she is cumming on his cock. and I imagine her clutching at his back as her legs tighten around him and urging him to his own orgasm, begging him to fill him with his seed .

I grab at a tissue from back seat of the car and hold it over the crown of my cock as I empty into it. My phone buzzes. Another video clip. It pans down from my wife’s flushed face. She is panting and her eyes are gleaming. Down over her sweat-gilded breasts and over her palpitating stomach. Down to her crotch and her open, used pussy; his slick white semen seeping onto her sweaty thighs.

A text arrives a few minute later. “Maybe you should go and find dinner Honey. We’re going to go again. Love you xxxx”

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Apparently it began at my works Christmas party. There was a point when I couldn’t see my wife or my boss. But there were a lot of people there and I’d had a few drinks and I didn’t think too much of it at the time. Some months later something clicked in my mind. My boss seemed to be out of the office often on Wednesday afternoons; the afternoon that my wife was not working in the library. My suspicions grew stronger until eventually I confronted her. She admitted that she was having an affair with my boss and said that it had been purely sexual and that she loved me. I’m still not sure how to deal with that. She also said that she would end it. I couldn’t deny though that I was more than a little turned on by the thought of my boss fucking my wife and, for reasons I still can’t grasp, I said that she could keep doing it.

For a while this made things a little awkward at work. Eventually my boss and I started to get more relaxed about it and started to joke about it on Thursday mornings. “Your wife made sure you keep your job yesterday.” “So, any chance of a raise this morning, Boss?” One part of the deal is that when he’s been with her my wife always tells me. Sometimes she shows me the stains on the sheets of our bed where her orgasm juices have spilt on them and his cum has dribbled from her pussy.

I prefer she doesn’t go into details though. I like to imagine. Maybe I project my Boss-employee relationship onto what goes on. I imagine my wife naked and kneeling at his feet, her nipples hard and her eyes filled with excitement as she unfastens his pants and takes out his cock while he takes off his shirt. In my imagination it is bigger than it probably is as I picture her hand, the hand I take in mine so often, moving on it, making it harder before she takes the head in her mouth and begins to suck on it adoringly. I hear him grunt with pleasure as my wife’s lips, the lips I kiss goodnight, move up and down his now rigid shaft and she cups his big full balls in her hand where her wedding ring glistens on her finger.

She gets up and offers him her hand as she guides him to our bed. She lies on it and spreads her legs, her pussy already wet and open for him. He nestles his hips between her parted thighs and she moans gutturally as he sinks his cock deep inside my wife, stretching her, and starts to fuck her long and slow and deep. “YES!” she cries out. “Fuck me! Oh God that’s so BIG!” She wraps her legs around his waist and pulls him to her, her fingers clutching at his back. I imagine his arse rising and falling between my wife’s splayed thighs, her hips rolling and grinding as they grunt together, her gasps getting louder and faster as he drives her toward orgasm. Her eyes widen and her mouth forms a perfect O as she stops breathing for a moment then wails with orgasmic pleasure.

As she is still shaking my boss withdraws and lifts and turns my wife’s hips until she is on all fours. She grips the headboard of our bed and cries out as he fills her again. In my imagination I hear the slapping of his groin against my wife’s arse as he fucks her hard and powerfully and her cries of pleasure as he drives her toward a second orgasm - something I have never managed. I see her shaking and crying out “YES!! YES!! OH MY GOD YES!! as my boss with long deep thrusts grunts with satisfaction and empties his balls into my wife’s waiting womb.