Your Husband’s Boss II

“Yeah, yeah, I’m almost there. I’m just waiting for the elevator.”

“Perfect. We’re both ready for you up here.”

“Can I just say… I really thought this whole thing was going to make you jealous.”

“Really? You know I don’t have a jealous streak.”

“Yeah, but… thinking about something and actually doing it is different, you know? Like when I wanted to do that threesome when we started dating, then I just couldn’t?”

“True. But we’ve grown a lot, I think. We didn’t really talk everything through back then.”

“Yeah, we did kind of rush it. Well, I just want to say I’m really loving this… thing we’ve got going right now.”

“Yeah, it’s pretty clear.”

“You know what I mean.”

“You know, I knew watching would be hot, but watching you two together, it just… I don’t know. I think it unlocked something in me.”

“Yeah? Me too. Okay, I’m in the elevator. See you in a minute.”

“Okay. See you soon. Love you.”

“Love you too.”

Come on… come on, come on. Hurry up.

Why does your office have to be on the top floor?

Finally.

I stride through the endless corridors of cubicles, trying to act like I actually belong here, trying to blend in, hoping no one notices me.

Okay. First left… then the third office to the right.

There you are. Both of you.

My stomach flutters with anticipation.

Fucking your boss at a party is one thing. But during the work day? In your office?

I really don’t want to get walked in by one of your co-workers with your boss’s dick in my mouth. But the thrill of it all is so hot.

“Come in!”

“There she is.”

“Hey.”

You get up from behind your desk and pull me into your arms.

Your office is much smaller than Luke’s, obviously. It’s got more of a personal touch.

One of our framed wedding photos and your newest succulent usually sit on the desk. But… I notice they’ve been placed on the windowsill today.

The window that overlooks the city skyline has the blinds drawn open. And neither of you can stop smiling.

Luke’s half-sitting on the desk with one hand in his pocket.

It’s clear who actually owns the office.

“Hey. It’s good to see you again.”

“You as well.”

He’s wearing suit pants and a shirt rolled up at the sleeves and the top buttons undone. I feel myself getting smaller under him as he stands up.

Being under those dark eyes again, like they’re already undressing me. My mind flits back to being on his desk, him inside me… stretching and filling me.

Just like he did at the party, his eyes flick down my blouse and skirt, then back up to me. A white-hot flush rises in my cheeks.

I still can’t believe I had sex with this guy, your boss, while you watched. And I can still barely look at him without going beet red.

The way his eyes wander over my body like he wants to take me right here, right now…

“So… I appreciate you coming all this way.”

“It’s no problem. Happy to take a break from work.”

I perch myself on the edge of your desk, looking back and forth between you.

Your smile is so mischievous… I feel you’re up to something.

The game has already started. The way you’re looking at me, the way he’s talking… we’re diving right in.

“I’ve given your husband a different job for us today, one with a little more responsibility. I think it’s time he can be trusted with this new position.”

“Yeah? And what new position would that be?”

“We were thinking that I… stand guard outside while you two… catch up. I can see through the blinds and… just watch from the outside. How does that sound?”

“Won’t you… be joining us?”

“Oh yeah, when we tell him to, of course. Until then, I think a private meeting between the two of us is in order. How do you feel about that?”

“Fine by me. Just please make sure we don’t get caught.”

I squeeze my thighs together and glance over at you.

I can see the anticipation written all over your face, and… it’s hot, how into this you are.

“Deal. I’ll be right outside.”

You stand up and head to the door. My breath catches and excitement swirls in my stomach.

We’re actually doing this.

“I’ll see you soon.”

“I’ll let you know when, okay?”

“Okay.”

I steal one last glance at you before I turn to Luke.

His eyes never leave mine as he gets up and steps closer. He leans forward, his hands on either side of my hips.

“So, it’s just us now…”

“It is.”

“I can’t wait to hear you beg for me again.”

I trail my hands up his chest and wrap my arms around his shoulders.

“You might have to try harder this time. I’m a tough negotiator.”

Everything about kissing Luke just feels so natural, like I’ve been doing this for years, yet, at the same time, it all feels so new and exciting.

He pulls me flush against him.

I wind my arms around his shoulders, and I catch sight of your figure through the window. I can’t see your face, but I imagine you’re watching us with that same longing, hypnotized look as last time.

He takes my jaw in his hand and guides my face up to look at him.

“Open your mouth…”

His kisses are urgent and confident, self-assured in how he likes to take charge. I melt against his strong, hard body as he walks me back until my thighs press against the desk.

“Here, round you go…”

He grabs my hips and spins me around. He swipes a small pile of papers and files to the ground to clear more room.

My breath catches in my throat. This is like something out of a movie.

Anticipation spikes in my stomach. The thrill that we might get caught in the middle of the day…

The scandal of finding you watching your boss fuck your wife…

He traces his fingers up my thighs and lifts my skirt around my hips. I part my legs instinctively and reach for him, massaging the bulge in his pants.

He places soft but deliberate kisses along my neck and collarbone, reaching around to unbutton my blouse with one hand while he haphazardly pulls off his tie.

“Take your shirt off…”

He helps me out of my shirt, and drags his thumbs over my nipples through my lace bra.

“Look out the window.”

My eyes lock with yours, and I can see your chest rise and fall. You look away for just a moment, checking that the coast is clear, before turning back to me.

I let my head fall back onto Luke’s shoulder as he kisses along the nape of my neck.

“Mmm, he told me this was a sweet spot for you…”

“He did, huh?”

“Anything to hear you beg, again…”

Luke slips his fingers between my legs, under my panties. He slides his fingers through my pussy, slowly but confidently. I’m already so wet…

“Watch him… watch him watch me fuck you…”

I put one hand on the desk to steady myself, but I keep my eyes on you through the gap in the blinds.

Fuck, he’s good with his fingers.

But you don’t move. You watch and wait.

I can feel his cock grow harder through his pants. I can’t see what you’re doing, but I imagine you’re finding it so hard not to touch yourself right now.

I grind my ass against his cock, and he presses down on my lower back, bending me forward.

“You are wet for me, aren’t you? Did you miss me?”

“I…”

Waves of pleasure wash through me, and my knees buckle, but he clamps an arm around my waist and holds me up.

His lips hover over my ear, both of us staring right at you.

“I haven’t stopped thinking about that night. The way you fucking came on my cock…”

“Yeah…”

“I’ve been thinking about fucking you on his desk ever since.”

He reaches around and gently cups my jaw. His lips brush over mine, teasing a kiss. But he stops just as I’m about to…

Fuck…

“You want me? You want my cock inside you again?”

“Yeah…”

“Beg for it.”

I reach back for his belt, but he catches my wrist, and I lose balance, half falling onto the desk. My cheek is pressed against the cold, polished wood.

Oh my god, yes…

He unbuckles his belt and frees his cock. He slides it against my pussy, teasing my clit…

“Please…”

“Tell me you need my cock.”

“I need your cock. Please…”

“You really need my cock?”

“Shut up and fuck me already…”

“Okay. I’ll fuck you…”

I grip the sides of your desk as his hand presses into my lower back.

Fuck, I’ve never felt so full… not like this.

“You feel that? Feel me filling you up?”

“Yeah…”

“You like how he watches? How he watches another man fuck his wife?”

“Oh god, yeah. Harder…”

“Harder, what?”

“Please, I need you to fuck me harder. Please, I—”

“Shhh. Shhh…”

He clasps his hand over my mouth and gently pulls me up.

“We can’t let anyone hear us, can we?”

“Mm-mm.”

“Keep your eyes on him. I think he likes watching you get fucked, hm?”

I cling to his arms, meeting him with every thrust. My ass bounces against his hips.

You look so fucking desperate. Your hand is pressed up against the glass, and you can’t take your eyes off us.

I can’t wait any longer for you. I want you inside me. With him. Both of you.

“He’s looking a little lonely out there. Should we let him in?”

“Yes, please… oh my god…”

He gestures for you to come in, and immediately your hand is on the doorknob.

“Lock the door.”

You shut the blinds as you close the distance between us… right as Luke sinks deeper, fully inside me.

Fuck… that feels good.

The way you’re looking at me… it’s so intense. Your teeth graze over your bottom lip as you glance down and watch my tits bounce with every thrust.

Your cock’s straining against your pants. I want so badly to unzip them and take you in my mouth.

But I want you inside me, your mouth on me…

My whole body’s buzzing…

“So… where do you want me?”

“Under the desk. I want your tongue on me…”

You crawl under the desk on all fours. You kiss up my thighs, softly, teasing me…

“Take your cock out. I want you to make yourself cum.”

“You’re not going to deny him?”

“He was so good watching…”

“I told you, I’m his boss. He does what I tell him. You want his tongue?”

“Yes, I want his tongue. I want you both so bad…”

“Yeah?”

“Touch me. Please—”

“That’s it. Moan into my hand. Oh, shit…”

“You taste so fucking good…”

The mix of your tongue on my clit, and Luke pinning me down on the desk, fucking me harder… faster…

Waves of pleasure course through me…

I reach out and grasp the end of the desk, and it starts to rock as he fucks me harder, faster…

“Oh fuck, right there! Keep going… right there!”

Luke leans down and hovers over me. He presses his lips against my ear.

“You’re getting close, aren’t you? Fuck, yes!”

“Yeah, that’s it. Cum on my mouth…”

“Oh god, I’m going to cum! I’m cumming!”

“Yeah, cum on my cock. That’s it… fuck, I’m going to cum!”

“I’m cumming…”

“Stand up. Cum in my mouth.”

He pulls out of me, and I step back so you can get up. You get to your feet, your cock thick and hard as you lean back against the desk.

I drop to my knees and grip the base of your shaft. I waste no time taking you deep into the back of my throat.

Luke falls back into the desk chair and pulls me into his lap.

“Fucking hell… that was…”

“Intense…”

I look up, and you’re smiling at me. You still look spaced out from your orgasm as you pull up your boxers.

I grab your open shirt and pull you down to me.

Luke rests his head back against the cool leather and glances down at his watch.

I pull away from you for just a moment and lean forward to kiss him.

“Thanks, boss.”