Mar
31
Natasha was a mid-30 something trophy wifey with legs to kill. She always wore incredibly short dresses or skirts, and pantyhose. Some might think she dressed inappropriately, but this was a construction company and she was the front desk receptionist. She was the first person who ppl saw when they came through the door. Plus she had this seductive, sultry slutty english voice. She could have done phone sexxx lines and made a fortune. When she answered the phone I desired to take my prick out, milk it furiously and dick paste all over her pantyhose.
I made it a habit on a regular basis to go to the front office to make copies, get a stapler, get a pen, anything to give me a few minutes of watching her seductive, nylon encased legs. She was always incredibly kindly to me, with incredibly subtle flirting, enough to get my blood flowing. She would always made sure that we could see ALL of her legs, up to at least mid to upper thigh. attempt as I might though, she was incredibly cautious about allowing us to see up her dress. I desired to see soooo bad, but no such luck.
I would talk with Pantyhose Natasha as often as I could, and as with most conversations, they would get sexual. We got to talking about fetishes one day, she told me she had one and I told her I had one. For the rest of the week we tried to guess each other’s fetish. I figured hers out, but she had no clue as to mine. I figured out that she like having nylon sexxx in public places, not so that ppl could see her, but somewhere that she might get caught.
Jan
21
My company was a product distribution warehouse, thirty thousand square feet with a collection of offices in a loft construction at one end. Normally, my eighteen employees would be busy at work, sending and receiving shipments as trucks came and went. But I had given everyone the day off with pay. I told them it was a reward for being such excellent employees. Hell, I could afford it; I made an annual profit of damn near three hundred grand.
My personal office was sexy nicely furnished, with gigantic bay windows that overlooked the wharf and shipping piers outside. Carpeted and furnished with a gigantic leather couch, a couple of chairs, a conference table and my gigantic mahogany desk, my office was my home away from home. There was even a private bathroom with a shower stall. Alexis and I had fooled around now and then in the office. I had taken her many times from behind as she leaned over my desk, her skirt pushed up and knickers around her ankles and her stockings legs spread wide.
Hmm, I thought. Gonna have to get a new desk.
I lead Alexis through the door, closed it behind me. I pretended to busy me with some papers on my desk as my wifey sat down on the couch. I could inform she was thinking about the times we had screwed in the office, by the naughtie smile on her face.
“What are ya thinking about, honey?” I asked casually as I scribbled on some blank paper, pretending to sign documents.
Alexis breathed in, smoothing her hands up and down her tight jeans. She looked around wistfully. “Oh . . . nothing,” she said with feigned innocence.
I chuckled. My penis was getting harder with anticipation. My own jeans were getting a little tight. My bulge was displaying. “Oh, I think I know what ya’re thinking,” I said, turning to face her.
Mar
31
This happened to me about 8 years ago and was totaly unexspected.The company i was working for at the time had a secetary that i got on extremely well with, but nohing more than that so i thought.
When one lunch time we went out in a crowd for a drink and Sue and i got seperated from the rest. When i asked her what she was doing for the weekend and she said “it was her birthday on the Saturday and what she was going to get from her partner wasn’t what she was hoping to get” So i said ” what do ya really desire” Then it came out, she desired an afternoon where she could suck 2 or 3 cocks and she desired to be double penetrated as well as covered in splooge
Well it was set for Saturday afternoon, i told my wifey i was going to football and that i would see her later. I was a bit nervous, but nothing more as i made my way to her address. When i arrived i was greeted by Sue who was partially clothed and a big whiskey with ice.
We went into this big room that had a pool table and where her partner John was seated. We shook hands and had a talk about how highly sexed Sue was and that she always longed for mmf or mmmf. John said to Sue “well ya had better suck his slong” We all got undressed and Sue straight away clamped her mouth around my slong and started to tease the pre splooge out of the head with the tip of her tongue. At this point John was licking Sue’s moist slit which was tipping her near the edge. We swapped round and it was my turn to give her a excellent working over with my tongue. Her shaven cunt tasted gorgeous and i was getting completely carried away when Sue stated shaking and swearing and then a flood of liquid enveloped my face. With that John who had about a 9″ slong but not as wide as mine forced his slong down Sue’s throat and shouted “take it all” She did her best but some spilled out down her chin and onto her boobies.
From then on it was 2 to 3 hours of non stop fucking and sucking. We did fuuck her both at the same time which she loved and deposited loads of the semen that she craved so much. This arrangment carried on and off for about 4 years and then we lost touch. This was my first taster to the swinging scene and one which will stay with me forever.
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