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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Sheila stopped bouncing, "Oh, hi Steve. What are you doing back?"
Phil felt awkward, but he couldn't move as Sheila was still on top of him, although no longer riding him.
"I live here. That's what I'm doing back, but what are you doing and more to the point, who is this?"
Sheila said confidently, "Sorry, this is my boss, Phil, and we are fucking."
" I can see that, but why?"
"Well, Steve, there is no easy way to say this, but you don't give me what I want, and Phil does. You show me very little attention, so I looked elsewhere."
Steve looked shocked.
Sheila went on, "Anyway, I have seen the porn you watch online as well as the stories you read, and I think this is what you want as well, isn't it?"
Steve didn't answer the question.
Again Sheila carried on, "You don't even deny it, you like the idea of being a cuckold, so go and sit on the chair over there and watch a real man fuck me."
Steve still didn't speak but slowly moved to the chair in the corner and sat.
"Now," Sheila said, turning to Phil ", Where were we?"
Phil glanced over at Steve, who sat silently in the corner, but his eyes were wide open, and he was already rubbing his erection through his trousers.
Seconds later, Sheila was riding him as before, and Phil was playing with her tits again.
Phil knew that with the added excitement of Steve watching, he wouldn't last long.
"Come on, Phil, give it to me. Fill my cunt."
Phil exploded deep in her body, and Sheila came too. Our combined juices flooded down my cock and out of her.
We lay there, both breathing heavily and hugging each other for a while. Sheila then looked over at her husband.
"So you enjoyed that too?" she said.
Phil looked over, and Steve had his cock out, and cum was covering his fingers that were wrapped around it.
"Get your clothes off and come over here," Sheila demanded her husband.
As Steve stripped, Sheila climbed off me and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Come on, get a move on."
Eventually, Steve approached the bed.
"Get on your knees and clean me out."
Phil had always thought that Sheila had a sweet voice but talking to Steve now, her voice was demanding, almost threatening.
Steve knelt on the floor, seemingly not sure what to do or how to do it.
"Come on, get on with it. You have seen it on the videos; you should know what to do."
Steve slowly moved between his wife's legs. To speed things up, Sheila moved closer to him. Tentatively Steve stuck his tongue out and gently licked Sheila's swollen labia.
"That's better, but quicker and harder. Get all of Phil's spunk out of me."
Steve did just that, while Phil fondled and sucked Sheila's tits as well as kiss her as she moaned from the effect Steve's tongue had on her.
Once Sheila was satisfied that Steve had done his job, she told him to go and clean himself up, and off he went to the bathroom.
"Are you happy with all this?" Sheila said to me.
"I wasn't expecting this when I came over, but yes, if you are okay with it, then I am too."
"I should just say that this wasn't planned. I did think he would be out most of the day, but I did know that this was his fantasy, and at least we won't have to hide our affair anymore."
"Very true."
When Steve reappeared, Sheila sent him off to make drinks for us, and while we waited, we made love again.
Steve reappeared ten minutes later with coffee.
"Thank you, Steve," Sheila said, "Now, why don't you thank Phil for fucking me?"
Steve was silent for a moment, so Sheila spoke again, "Come on, Steve, this is what you wanted after all."
"Thank you, Phil, for fucking Sheila." He said.
"Put a bit more effort into it, say it like you mean it and look at him when you speak."
Steve looked up at me, "Thank you, Phil, for fucking Sheila and making my fantasy come true."
"You are welcome," Phil replied.
"Now, honey," Sheila said, looking at her husband, "Phil will be back again during the week, and then I will expect you to clean him up as well!"
Steve looked shocked.
"Now leave us, please," Sheila ordered her husband.
Once they were alone, we drank our coffees and then showered together.
Phil left about an hour later with plans to return, midweek.
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