Husband's Boss 2
With a visible sigh, she downed the rest of her drink, relaxed and melted into Bruce's arms.
"Do whatever you want," she whispered. "For tonight, I'm yours."
"Smart girl," Bruce said softly, then he leaned down and they kissed, slowly at first, but gradually building in passion. He reached behind Marie and untied the dress and let it fall to the floor. As they kissed, he backed her to the table, leaned her back and feasted on her tits, bringing the little brown nipples to full hardness. Marie gasped in arousal as she let herself be taken by this powerful man.
As he loved on her tits, Bruce ran a hand between her legs, to her panty-covered crotch. He wasn't surprised to find her soaking wet.
"I think you want this as much as I do," Bruce said,
slipping two fingers inside her panties and fingering her pussy.
Marie had lost the ability to think rationally. Her body was doing the thinking for her, and all it was thinking about was getting some of Bruce's prime cock in her wet, swollen pussy. She ran a hand down to his crotch and gave a throaty sound of lust. Bruce's cock was big, as big as any cock she'd ever had, and there had been more than a few during her college days. It was something she'd never confessed to Tim, that she'd had a regular and varied sex life in college, including more than one of her sorority sisters. Tim hadn't known her then, and she'd never had a reason to tell him.
Bruce's cock was throbbing-hard as he finger-fucked Marie's gash and kissed her lips frantically again. But he was going to take the time to give this dark-haired beauty the full effect of his expertise. He broke the kiss, picked her up and set her on the table. Reaching under her butt, he pulled her panties off and tossed them aside, leaving Marie clad only in her high heels. He spread her legs and stared at the gorgeous pussy that lay between them. She had slim, dusky lips and her inner walls were
a dark coral. Her pussy was framed by a thick, but
well-trimmed bush of the same dark color as the hair on her head. Bruce bent down and ran his tongue up Marie's slit and slathered over her clit, bringing a gasp and a moan from Marie's mouth. Getting his whole mouth in, he worked Marie's pussy like a pro, sucking, licking and kissing, and
it was no time until she was writhing in ecstacy on the table.
"Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh! Lick me, suck me, eat me!" she cried.
"Unh, unh, unh make... meeee... cummmmm!"
When Bruce captured her clit between his teeth and
lashed it with his tongue, she went tumbling into a thrashing orgasm, like she hadn't experienced in years.
Certainly Tim had never brought her off like that, and Bruce was just getting started. He pulled his face away from her dripping snatch, unbuckled his belt and dropped his slacks and shorts. His huge cock sprang free, and Marie's eyes went wide as she saw it.
"Oh my God!' she exclaimed. "It's huge! Please, be careful."
"Oh, I'll be careful, all right," Bruce growled as he slipped the head of his cock between Marie's wet lips. "I'll be careful to fuck you into oblivion with it."
With that, he slid the head into Marie's pussy and slowly pushed it in. By the time it was halfway in, Marie was gripping his back and making incoherent noises. Bruce bottomed out just about the point where he hit her cervix, then pulled back and began to fuck Marie with long, steady strokes. Each time he filled her to the brim with his meat, it seemed to slam the wind out of her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and worked her hips
around his massive manhood, her head thrown back and her eyes clenched shut in total ecstasy.
It was when Bruce began to pick up speed that Marie finally found her voice, and when she did, she sounded nothing like the demure housewife she'd been when she'd entered the room.
"OH GOD! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" she wailed. "OH! OH! YEAH! FUCK ME WITH YOUR BIG BEAUTIFUL COCK AND MAKE ME CUMMMMMMMMM!"
And like a live wire, her body went into convulsions as her second orgasm roared through her.
"OH GOD! FUCK MEEEEE!" she wailed again, as another climax followed hard on the heels of her last one. "GOD DAMN IT! FUCK ME AND FILL ME UP WITH YOUR CUM! EMPTY YOUR BALLS IN ME PLEEEEEEAASSSSE!"
Bruce was eager to oblige. He'd been anticipating this encounter for weeks, and he was on a pretty short fuse himself. Faster and faster, he pounded Marie's pussy as she clung onto him for dear life. With a roar, he felt his balls lurch, and he gasped as he unloaded a tremendous load of boiling-hot cum. Together, they shuddered as he fired one creamy jet after another deep in Marie's spastic cunt.
At last, the tremblors subsided and Bruce leaned forward on the table, kissing Marie with a tenderness that would have been unthinkable a few moments ago. Just for a few moments, they lay there, then Bruce abruptly sat up and his cock slipped out of Marie's gushing pussy. He stood up and pulled his shorts and slacks up, as Marie watched him almost pensively.
When he was fully dressed, except for his coat, Bruce handed Marie her panties. Then, when she had pulled them up, trapping that part of Bruce's cum that hadn't already oozed out onto the table, he gave her a hand off the table and helped her get her dress back on. Marie took a moment to try to fix her hair and makeup a little, so it wouldn't be so obvious what she'd been up to.
Bruce held her hand as they left the meeting room, but before he turned off the lights, we winked back at the cameras that had recorded very moment of their encounter. They kissed again on the elevator, then went their separate ways when they reached the top floor.
When she got back to the banquet room, she was met by Tim, who had a worried look on his face.
"Where have you been," he asked. "I looked all over for you."
"Oh, I was out getting some air," Marie replied. "Are you about ready to go? Because I am."
She and Tim rode home in silence. Now that she was back with her husband, back in her normal life, Marie felt enormously guilty about what she'd done with Bruce. Yet, just thinking about it sent a twinge of lust coursing through her body, and that further played with her emotions.
When they got home, Marie insisted on taking a shower before getting in bed. And she didn't object when Tim said he didn't feel like sex, as usual.
Sure enough, at the end of the next week, Tim came home with a huge grin on his face. He'd gotten an A-plus recommendation from the company's review board and a very big raise. Marie forced a smile onto her face as she recalled what she'd had to do to earn him that recommendation.
And she wondered, as she gave her husband a congratulatory hug, whether that would be all that would be required of her. Somehow, she didn't think so. Deep in her heart, she knew she hadn't seen the last of Bruce Thompson.