08-28-2017, 03:49 PM
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My wife Susan and I work for the same tech company in the suburbs of a medium sized city here in the Northeast. She is a secretary and I work on the electronics assembly line right now. We've been married 12 years and have kids that are 9 and 11 years old. Our sex life had become sort of dormant since the kids came along. That started to change this Spring and I'm not sure how I feel about it. Our company got bought out by an international outfit in March and we got a new boss. He seemed like a nice guy but almost immediately we started to hear rumors that he was a real "ladies man" who was pursuing some of the women we work with. Susan had lunch one day with a friend of hers who is married to one of my good buddies. She didn't tell Susan much of the details but did admit to some sort of sexual encounter with him that she was ashamed of.
It wasn't long after that when Susan came home all excited because she was getting a promotion. This man, our boss, had had asked her to be his "executive secretary". We talked about it over dinner and I voiced my concerns about what we had heard about him and I couldn't help but wonder if had more in mind than just having her work for him as his secretary. She's really pretty and has a nice body so it isn't hard to imagine that he might be interested in her sexually. Susan agreed that what we had heard did make her wonder too but she was very excited about the pay raise that came with the title and she really wanted to take the position. I had to agree that the money sounded really good and said it was OK with me if she was sure she could handle it if he made sexual advances. She accepted his offer and started working with him the following Monday. That's when things started to change at our house. Over dinner, she told me that working for him was very different than her previous secretarial posts and she spent much of her day arranging meetings and travel plans for him. He had told her he didn't like the dress she had worn and he had given her an account card with instructions to buy new outfits he felt were appropriate to his office. That evening we went to the mall where she bought a bunch of new clothes from a list that she was reluctant to let me see. She bought several what looked like short skirts, heels, silk blouses and she made me wait outside of Victoria's Secret while she shopped there. Later, I told her I didn’t see why she had to buy lingerie for work and she said she didn’t either but that nice underthings were included in his instructions. The next morning as we got ready for work, I had to admit that she looked really good, far nicer (and sexier) than the usual secretarial pool gals. Later that day, she texted me to tell me that she was going to have to work later than usual and that Mr. Hinton, our boss would drive her home. I wondered how he was treating her as I drove home alone and took care of the kids for the evening. She didn’t get home until almost 11 and immediately jumped in the shower while I heated up some dinner for her. She said it had been a really busy day and that he was working on a new contract for which her secretarial help was essential. She also said that it was likely she’d have to work late the next few nights but that the deadline was only 3 days away so it wouldn’t always be like this. When I asked if he was “behaving himself”, she giggled and told me that he actually had put his hand on her ass at one point and said he wanted to see for himself if it "felt as nice as it looked." She said she knows he is a shameless flirt and she just shrugged it off as harmless firting. I told her she shouldn’t have let him do that, it would only encourage him. She just laughed and said she didn’t think so as she turned off the light and we went to sleep. The following morning, she seemed to use extra makeup, more than she usually does and I thought it a bit much for going to work but didn’t say anything. I didn’t hear from her all day and again drove home alone. She got home around midnight and I could smell alcohol on her breath. She said that they had in fact had a drink after a particularly stressful conference call with their counterparts in Japan. I asked if he had touched her again and she just laughed saying that it seemed to be part of her job now but that it was still just harmless flirting, something he does to relax when he’s stressed. I asked if he’d touched her ass again and she blushed when she said yes but that he’d also put his hand insider her blouse while she was typing. She must have seen the shocked look on my face and quickly added that his hand was outside her bra. She said she had tried to just ignore him and kept typing while he felt her up but that when it became impossible to concentrate, she had told him to stop and that he did stop when she told him to. I’ve always thought the idea of Susan doing lewd things with another man would make me feel very jealous and angry but hearing about what he was doing with her just confused me. I found I was feeling some of that anger and jealousy but also found my cock was really hard and I found something about their interactions exciting, sexy in a way I’d never imagined. Susan has really nice nipples that stand up tall and eager when she’s excited and I imagined her boss feeling hers through her bra. That night, I couldn’t sleep, just laying there thinking about her flirting with him like that and wondering if there was something wrong with me for finding it exciting. Things have progressed pretty wildly since then and I’m hesitant to give details right now, having not really come to terms with this and wondering what it means about my marriage, my wife, me. I just recently started trying to read up on the internet about this kind of stuff and that’s what led me to this group. Seems like most people here are OK with their wives doing sexy stuff with other men and that I should just relax. Anybody have any advice on what I should be feeling about this? It just seems so…. Not even sure what to call it or whether I ought to get counseling or something. Last edited by sirius33; 09-01-2017 at 01:56 PM. 
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09-01-2017, 03:28 PM
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It went like that for about a week, her dressing so sexy for her new job, working late while I took care of the kids and then her letting me know what her day at the office had been like, including how her boss had behaved. I grew accustomed to hearing about his brand of flirting, touching her where he shouldn’t, massaging her shoulders to tease and distract her while she typed and it sounded like he was acting even bolder as the week went on.
I could see Susan blushing as she got dressed in the morning, pulling on her stockings and telling me about how he tricked her into kissing him with a silly bet. She said she was expecting just a peck on the cheek and it would be over with though Mr. Hinton, now referred to as Bill apparently had other ideas. He said they needed to be alone for his kiss and he took her by the hand and led her to the coat closet where he pulled her inside and closed the door making it perfectly dark and quiet. She said Bill is an excellent kisser and that they’d kissed for a “long time”. I could easily picture them holding each other close and kissing passionately, warm lips, wet tongues while his hands explored her body there in the dark. She giggled nervously when she told me that he had pulled her skirt up around her waist then rubbed his hand over her satin panties, sometimes teasingly inside her panties, rubbing her smooth naked skin. This little revelation brought me to some kind of crossroad in my thinking. Picturing her playing along with his flirting to that extent made me feel a sort of jealous anger though I couldn’t deny that as she told me the story, it turned me on more and more. For a moment, I felt like the emotions were competing and that I might explode somehow and then this explosive energy began to fade as I went over some kind of mental barrier and committed to enjoying it. I didn’t let her know how much it turned me on but ended up telling her that I loved her and trusted her to go as far as she wanted to with his flirting as long as it didn’t jeopardize our excellent marriage or compromise her integrity. I told her I felt like the only way that could happen would be if she were open and honest about whatever she did. Susan said that she did like the work (when they were actually working), reminded me how much more money she was getting now and added that his flirtations did make her feel sexy and attractive something she’d been missing since we had our kids. She agreed very seriously that she would tell me everything so that I wouldn’t have to wonder or harbor suspicions. Right after that, she actually did the opposite though and stopped talking about what was going on altogether. She was still working late, in fact one morning she didn't get home until after 3 and she slept in so we didn't get a chance to talk that morning. She texted me the next day telling me that everything was OK but that she'd be out late again that night. I got her to meet me for lunch the next day in the company cafeteria as she was coming to work and we got a chance to catch up some. She was reluctant to talk at first but opened up some when I reassured her that whatever was going on was OK. She blushed as she recounted how Bill's fllirtatious acts had grown increasingly bold over the week, progressing from feeling her body through her clothing to sliding his hand inside her dress while she was typing, inside her bra, feeling her naked breasts and even pinching her naughty nipples. He had a leather couch brought into his executive suite and he made her lay down on it so he could look up her short skirt. The next day she had purposefully worn a very tight pencil skirt so he wouldn't be able to see much but he made her pull it up around her waist so he could see her panties. Susan said she had never felt so humiliated until he started talking about her pussy and asking her questions about it like does it drip when she gets hot? and does she stick her fingers way up inside when she masturbates? She said she squirmed and tried not to answer him but he was persistent. Finally, he said he'd stop talking about it if she'd let him touch her there. By then, she would have agreed to almost anything to just shut him up and she nodded OK. She was blushing hotly as she described what happened next. He placed his palm on her vulva and began rubbing her thin panties slowly and lightly at first then harder and faster. She said she could feel her clit getting excited and her pussy grew warm and wet. She wanted him to stop but couldn't seem to manage the strength to tell him and instead spread her legs in surrender to his touch. He then ran his fingers inside the crotch of her panties exploring her hot swollen pussy lips and dipping into the sex juice in her cleft before lubricating her clit and rubbing it in hot hard little circles. She said she tried to remind him that she was married and that they shouldn't be playing together like this but he just laughed and continued to masturbate her until she came. After that, he looked at his watch and suggested that they get back to work. Susan found it hard to concentrate after that and wondered what (or who) was coming next....
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09-19-2017, 11:46 AM
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I thought it was pretty clear that Bill’s “flirtations’ had crossed some kind of line and rubbing her pussy until she came was far more than just flirting. Still, I found it incredibly exciting and when Susan shrugged it off as harmless play between a boss and his secretary, I let it go. The next evening, I was surprised that she finished at 5 when I did and we rode home together for the first time in a week. She said her day had been less busy than usual and that Bill had tricked her into taking off her dress at lunch and that she had worked the whole afternoon wearing only her bra and panties while she took dictation and typed. I was astounded imagining my wife working under these conditions and at her nonchalant reaction, giggling that he had made her take dictation sitting on his lap. It was difficult not to imagine her pretty ass clad only in skimpy panties squirming on his lap like that, feeling his boner as they “worked” together.
She then surprised me by letting me know she was coming home early because she had to get ready to accompany him to a trade show in Chicago the next morning. She said they’d be gone two nights and she had to pack and get her hair done. She was very eager to see Chicago, a bustling city she had never visited and seemed genuinely interested in attending the trade show. That night, I sat on the bed as she packed her suitcase and talked excitedly about her trip. She said the trade show was huge with companies coming from all over the country and that it was an excellent opportunity for Mr. Hinton to network and broaden our company’s presence in the market. I couldn’t help but notice as she packed her prettiest lingerie and sexiest sheer nightgown but didn’t say anything for fear of causing an argument. When I asked about her hotel accommodations, she grew silent for a couple of minutes then casually said that his decision to take her along had been last minutes and all the local hotels were completely booked so she ended up having to share his suite. She tried to make light of it telling me she hoped he doesn’t snore as they’d be sharing the king sized bed! This really got me! She was going to be going away with our boss for the weekend and openly sleeping in the same bed with him! This made me both crazy jealous and very excited imagining that they wouldn’t be getting much sleep. I was so turned on, I tried to get her interested in sex that night but she said she had to get her “beauty sleep” and just turned her back to me. I lay there all night thinking about what seemed to be happening and ended up jerking off right before the sun came up. The kids and I took her to the airport and I’ve never seen her look lovelier or sexier as she kissed the kids goodbye and headed through security her little suitcase in towI didn’t hear from her the whole weekend and their flight had some sort of delay on Monday so they ended up having to stay an extra night in Chicago and she didn’t get home until Tuesday afternoon. She seemed tired but happy as she eagerly recounted the highlights of the conference glossing over the time spent back at the hotel. When I did question her about their hotel room and about how he had behaved her tone changed and she seemed more reluctant to give details. Drawing her out, I learned that Mr. Hinton had tricked her into a bet about football. I was very surprised that she’d even go there as she knows next to nothing about football. She lost which meant she’d have to go topless for the whole evening in their hotel room. She said he had mercy on her though and made another bet with her, letting her go “double or nothing.” It was a bet about baseball this time though she also doesn’t know much about the game. She lost and ended up spending the evening completely naked except for her black pumps. She said he mostly behaved himself but took a lot of pictures and played with her tits whenever he felt like it. She said that she felt so self-conscious walking around nude in their suite that when he said it was time for bed and that she could put on her nightgown she felt so relieved even though it’s very short and very sheer. She was also surprised to learn that Bill likes to sleep in the nude. After they’d turned off the light, he had suggested that they play Truth or Dare. He’d given her the choice of describing how she likes to masturbate or taking a Dare. Susan is very private and couldn’t imagine talking to her boss about masturbating so she took the Dare. He dared her to kiss his dick! She was blushing as she told me that she really didn’t want to do that but she had agreed to play and it was too late to back out. I couldn’t believe my wife was sitting here with me describing how she kissed his cock but she was doing exactly that. He was apparently very hard and she gripped his shaft with both hands and just gave him a quick peck right on the tip of his boner, barely touching him with her lips. He said that wasn’t enough, that it should be a “real kiss” like in the movies and he had pulled her head down so that his cock tip slid between her lips and into her mouth. He made her kiss him like that for several minutes and then all of a sudden, without any warning, he had an orgasm and squirted a whole load of semen into her mouth. Susan was shocked as she had never had this happen to her before. She said she tried swallowing it all but there was so much that she just couldn’t and a lot of it oozed out of her mouth and dripped onto her nightgown. She said Bill was a real gentleman about it though and had apologized telling her that it was an accident. I thought “accident my ass!” I’m sure he did that on purpose. Susan said she didn’t want to talk about it anymore, feeling very tired and just wanting to go to bed. I was so turned on I tried to get her to kiss my dick like she had done for Bill and she said that she had just done that on a dare and wouldn’t be making a habit of it. I stayed awake again that night and jerked off 3 times imagining Susan kissing Bill’s cock like that. The next morning when she came out of the shower I noticed that she had shaved her pussy and she sheepishly giggled saying that it was the result of another bet she had lost with Bill while in Chicago. I thought about Bill making her shave and about her naked pussy all day. She got home about 10 that night and I asked her to tell me more about her time in Chicago. She told me about an interesting lunch they’d shared with a politician and about a visit to the Fire Fighting Museum. I asked her if she slept well and she quickly replied that she had though added that Bill had sometimes made it difficult to sleep. When I asked her to elaborate, she told me that on more than one occasion, he had initiated a ‘tickle fight’ where he would grab her around the waist and dig his fingers in, tickling her mercilessly while she squirmed and laughed so hard she could barely breath. She was blushing as she told me that in trying to elude his grasp, he was tenacious and held on tight so that when she rolled on her back, he was pulled over on top of her. She said suddenly she could feel the tip of his cock pushing against her pussy and as she squirmed this way and that she felt it start to splay her labia, starting to push into her pussy. She tried to get him to stop, tried to cry out but she said she was laughing so hard she couldn’t get any words out. As she writhed and squirmed beneath him, her legs akimbo, her little nightgown riding up over her breasts, she grew very wet and his cock pushed further and further into her and she didn’t get his attention until she could feel his full balls up against her ass. When he finally stopped tickling her, she panted that his cock was inside her and he had to stop immediately. She told him that he was having sex with her! Mr. Hinton firmly denied this and said it was entirely unintentional and he even apologized to her promising he’d pull it out right away. Susan said that when he did start to pull out, it felt like she might have an orgasm so she gasped and asked him to push it back in. When he did that she said it mashed hard on her clit and that made her feel like she might cum too. Afraid for him to pull out or push further in, they just lay there for several minutes. Mr. Hinton suggested that maybe she could just cum and get it over with but Susan didn’t want to do that, afraid that would be considered having sex. After a few more minutes of thinking, Susan hit on the bright idea that they could gently rock, like when her car had gotten stuck in the snow, just gentle rocking back and forth had gotten it out. They started gently rocking like that and at first it seemed like it was working, little tiny thrusts got to be a little bigger and then bigger until he was coming halfway out before pushing back in. Susan said her pussy grew so hot and wet from the rocking that she felt as though she might have an orgasm. She wrapped her legs around him and continued rocking harder and harder, hoping that he’d come all the way out before she came. She told me she was chagrined with she felt herself starting to cum and she could no longer control herself, shamelessly humping herself up and down his stiff boner. She said that Mr. Hinton apparently sensed this and kissed her deeply. As she came over and over, he apparently did too, filling her pussy with his hot sticky cream. Though they had both cum, he would later deny that he had sex with her, that they had just been playing and it was sort of an accident. Susan seemed OK with that explanation but I had serious doubts. It really sounded to me like they had sex.
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09-19-2017, 01:06 PM
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great story, would love to hear more if more happens
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09-20-2017, 04:32 AM
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Yes, it is a great story, but I have to ask, could Susan really be that naïve? And are you? They definitely had sex. He fucked her good, with her full cooperation. Smooth operator, but I'm surprised it took him so long to get around to doing her, if it really did. I'm inclined to believe that he's been doing her and she's just easing into letting you know.
It sounds like you don't REALLY have a problem with this, because of the turn-on it is for you, and that is good, as it should be. You are really enjoying the idea of your wife dressing for "the boss" and doing what he wants, including letting him fuck her. Good for you. I hope you continue to enjoy the kind of things I suspect may be coming in terms of what he gets her to do. This could get VERY interesting and I hope you keep letting us know how things progress.
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09-23-2017, 06:55 PM
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Believe me, I’ve given this a lot of thought and I know that on the surface it sounds like maybe Susan is interested in having sex with Mr. Hinton but knowing her as I do, after all we’ve been married for more than 10 years and she’s always been honest with me so I’m pretty sure she is telling the truth. I know too that some might think they’ve “done it” already but her explanations of the circumstances make their seemingly sexy interactions more understandable as accidental encounters so I haven’t gotten too bent out of shape over them.
I thought my views might change over the next couple of days however as I caught Susan dressing sexier than ever for work with a garter belt, sheer stockings and an extremely short skirt. She blushed deeply and sheepishly explained that, at the trade show, Mr. Hinton had gotten the idea to put together a Sexy Secretary Calendar for the company executives and to send to other companies as a promotion. She said he wanted to take photos in his office that day and told her how he wanted her to dress. She told me not to worry, it was “all in a day’s work” and that it was helping to pay our mortgage. Still awake at midnight when she got home, I asked how her photoshoot had gone and she positively couldn’t wait to tell me all about it. She said Bill had her start out with her hair in a bun on top of her head and wearing glasses like an old-school secretary then little by little got her to change as he took pictures. He gave her wine to drink so that she would be relaxed and Susan said it relaxed her so much, she wondered if there was something more than just wine in her glass! First she let her hair down, then he made her lose the glasses. After that he had her unbutton her blouse, one button at a time until it was completely open in front and he could see her bra. He gave her another glass of wine to drink and then had her take off her blouse while he snapped photo after photo of her perfect breasts in her lacy bra. Susan was blushing deeply now and apologized for letting herself get so drunk, she really didn’t know how that happened but she soon found herself mesmerized by the role of the fashion model and she began to imagine herself a professional model, started to feel a real sense of pride in being sexy and feminine. She did everything he directed her to do, slowly reaching behind herself to unfasten her bra before removing it entirely. Then, unzipping the little skirt and stepping out of it so that she was wearing only the smooth stockings, garter belt and heels. He made her get down on her hands and knees and he moved around to take photos of her smooth round naked ass, her nude pussy peaking out at the tops of her thighs, lips swollen and red with excitement. He took photos of her breasts hanging seductively beneath her, taut nipples also showing her excitement. He got her to feel herself up with one hand and then slide down her lithe torso, down between her legs to touch her femininity in naughty ways. He made her dabble her finger in the growing wetness now making her lips glisten. He made her masturbate, slow sensual circles around her excited clit. He took lots of pictures while she came and came again in the shattering convulsions of an intense orgasm that seemed to go on and on. At that point, he gave her more wine and then he gave her his naked cock, first in her mouth, watching as she eagerly looked up at him with those pretty blue eyes wide open with wicked anticipation as she sucked his cock, working her tongue up and down the shaft, her cheeks hollowing and filling with each thrust as he fucked her pretty red lips, her mouth warm, wet and willing. Before he could cum, he pulled away playfully and had her lay on her back in the middle of his living room. He grabbed a throw-pillow from the couch and worked it up under her ass so that her back would be arched, her nude vulva now obscenely elevated, her excited pussy there on full display. Susan looked away and bit her lip, saying that she felt so ashamed now, barely able to tell me about this episode but at the time she didn’t recall feeling that she was doing such sinful things. She sounded reluctant to tell me what happened after that and we talked about other stuff but kept coming back to that and I finally asked her what happened next? It came out that Mr. Hinton or Bill as she called him had put down his camera, taken off his pants and boxers and his cock was big and hard for my pretty wife. He had apparently stretched out over her and brought the bulbous tip of his cock to touch her swollen labia. He kissed her hotly, feeling her up with one hand, squeezing her meaty tit and playing with her stiff nipple while he used his other hand to rub his cocktip up and down her drenched slit, lubricating his cock before beginning to push, pushing it slowly between her lips, her warm “mouth” gladly welcoming his girth, splaying her lips, deliciously tugging at her engorged clit, causing her to emit little sexy gasps with each push. She said he kissed her over and over while whispering that she was his little pussy girl and that she was sucking his cock with her pussy. He got her to say that she loved being his pussy girl and that she needed him deep inside her. he made her tell him how much she wanted his cum, all of it, inside her and how much she wanted him to get her pregnant. I couldn't believe what she was telling me, it sounded so completely out of character for my sweet wife. She said that he worked his way into her tight wet pussy, he soon was fucking her, his full balls slapping up against her ass with each thrust, now fast and hard like a jackhammer, now slow and gentle. Susan was almost whispering as she told me she came so hard and it wouldn’t seem to stop, each shattering orgasm followed immediately by the next. She said she had cum 3 or 4 times before he finally came, his fat cock lurching wildly deep inside her, spewing jet after jet of hot sticky semen, each one of which she could feel as he wasn’t wearing a condom. She cried as she recounted the events of the evening and how she had been such a slut for our boss. She said that before the night was over, he had cum in her mouth, her pussy and all over her ass. She knew that what she was telling me was so unlike her she thought I might not believe her so she made me kiss her, made me taste his cum in her mouth and she showed me where some had landed in her hair, now moist and matted together. I definitely believed her though had never tasted cum before. I laughed wondering if Mr. Hinton would be shocked to know that some of his cum had ended up in MY mouth! Susan removed her makeup and showered before coming to bed. I had gotten very turned on listening to the shameful details of her lurid evening and tried to get her interested in sex but she said she was just worn out, maybe we could do it in the morning…. I lay there thinking most of the night still confused by all this and unsure how to interpret it. I really think the whole definition of sex is a matter of intent and felt that since Susan was drunk, she wasn’t really in her “right mind”, it wasn’t really on purpose and wasn’t necessarily sex, at least in the conventional sense. I felt better about it after that and lay there thinking about her doing those lewd things with him while I jacked off into a pair of her panties. When I awoke the next morning, I could hear Susan talking to someone on the telephone. I couldn’t hear clearly could tell that she sounded happy and very animated. After about 15 minutes, it sounded like she had hung up and soon she came into the bedroom with a tray bringing me breakfast in bed! She confided that she had felt awful about doing those terribly lewd things with Mr. Hinton but that she had just spoken with him on the phone and he had let her know that he had experienced the same overwhelming intoxicating effects of the wine they had shared and had only dim memories of what they had done together. He had apologized and blamed their obscene interactions on what he was sure had been the effects of bad wine. Susan said she felt better about things knowing this and hoped that I would forgive them for acting so rashly. Of course, I did forgive them both and could well understand that it had been a form of poisoning for which they really couldn’t really be held accountable.
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10-18-2021, 10:36 AM
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Great story reminds me of listeneing to my wifes stories when she gets home. The difference is that she tells me her stories as we lay together with my cock inside her. You should try it. Not actually fucking because it'll be over too soon, just lay there with your cock in her soaking pussy
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