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Watching My Wife's Dates
by Ving (ving0025@hotmail.com)
***
Husband corners himself, then finds out he likes
watching his wife in action after all. (M+F, wife, voy,
gb)
***
I guess it really was all my fault. At the age of 30 I
found myself running a five man insurance office in a
town that I had just moved to. Six months in the
secretary gave her notice and quit. My 25 year old
wife, Ginger, happened to be a graduate of secretarial
school so it seemed a natural fit, except for the
company wide policy of not hiring relatives.
From the day I mentioned it to my wife until the day
the old secretary left Ginger kept begging me to hire
her. She too was in a new town, and with no friends her
days were really long and boring, I at least, had some
place to go. Her arguments made sense, and the extra
money would be nice, so against my better judgment I
hired her and told the men she was a single girl who
had just moved to town.
Within two weeks each of the five men in my employ hit
on her, and I could hardly blame them. Ginger was a
blonde ex cheerleader who kept her shape, petite, nice
tits and lean tapered legs. After dinner one night I
finally asked her if she wanted me to intercede on her
behalf and ask the men to stop it.
She looked at her feet for a few moments, cleared her
throat, and whispered no. Then she looked me in the
eyes and said actually she would like to go out with
them, she was running out of excuses, I was either at
work, or working at home, or sleeping, so we never went
out, she wouldn't go out alone, and hadn't been to a
restaurant or nightclub since we moved, and maybe once
she went out with one or two of them, and they didn't
even get to first base, they would leave her alone. I
was shocked, obviously it was something she had thought
about, but once again her arguments made sense, and
once again I bowed to her wishes.
The next day when Anthony, the oldest and most diligent
and professional of the salesmen, asked her out, and
was quite flattered when she said yes. That night I
watched Ginger, my wife of five years and who I loved
dearly, dress for a date with another man. She put on a
white cotton bra and panties, over that she wore a high
collar calf length dress, pantyhose, and one inch
heels. She looked like she was going to church, not on
a date. She looked so prim and proper I swallowed my
trepidation and watched her walk out the door and into
another man's car.
It was around eight when she left, it was just past one
when she returned. There happens to be a streetlight
right outside our bedroom window and when I heard a car
and leaned out the window I could see Ginger and
Anthony quite clearly as he parked in front of our
door. With panic in my eyes, my heart in my throat and
much to my chagrin, a hardening cock, I watched them
embrace and share a deep and long lasting kiss. Ginger
finally broke away when he placed a hand on her breast.
She smiled at him, caressed his cheek and exited the
car.
She waited until he was out of sight then sprinted up
the walk way. It wasn't but a few seconds between the
sound of the front door slamming shut and seeing my
wife taking off her dress as she entered our bedroom.
She leapt into my arms saying she was glad I was awake
because she was horny as hell. She proceeded to strip
as fast as she could, all the while telling me to get
my clothes off so she could fuck me. Another shock went
through me, on top of having a hard on from watching my
wife kiss another man, she was using language I had
never heard her use before.
She pushed me back on the bed and positioned herself
over my upper thighs. Then she took my rock solid cock
in her soft hands and guided it to her pussy. My shy
about sex wife had made a complete change, she was not
only instigating our mating, and she was leading it.
She rubbed the head of my cock over her pussy lips,
where for the first time I could tell how really turned
on she was. My cock head easily slid up and down her
lips and I felt more lubricant from her pussy than ever
before.
Suddenly my shaft was swallowed up by the warmest,
wettest sensation it had ever felt. Ginger leaned
forward and put her hands on my shoulders, pushing them
into the mattress, using that brace she lifted her
torso four times in quick succession, each time ending
by slamming her weight down on my thighs, forcing my
cock into her pussy as far as it could go, while at the
same time grinding her clit against my pelvis.
Those four jabs were all it took for my sweet innocent
wife to have the most intense orgasm of her short
sexual life. Her body quaked and quivered as it
straddled me, her head became a bobble doll, rolling in
all directions on her stretched out neck. Finally she
collapsed in near exhaustion, her chest resting upon
mine, while my still hard dick was lodged in her cunt.
She rested that way for a few minutes, then slowly
regained her senses, the first of which was my cock
still in her cunt. Ginger grinned like a Cheshire cat
and leisurely began to hump her pelvis up and down
while still lying flat on my chest. My cock could feel
her cunt walls as they clamped around its' intrusion.
We slowly fucked this way for a few minutes when I
finally couldn't bear it any longer and had to know,
What's gotten into you, I asked my wife, I've never
seen you act like this before. I love my wife for many
reasons, one of the most endearing is that she is an
honest blonde. Ask her a question and in her
naiveté/dumbness she will tell you the truth. So she
told me about dinner and drinking and dancing and
drinking and talk about sex and drinking and finally
about dancing real close and tight and feeling a
strange cock rubbing and growing against her thighs and
belly.
When she got to the part about feeling Anthony's cock
against her body she came again, and I could feel her
cunt walls contracting around my cock. Her orgasm
wasn't quite the earth shaker this time, but it did
exhaust her out. She collapsed onto my chest and was
soon gently snoring. My cock was still hard and still
inside her pussy. I found myself fucking my passed out
wife while getting excited about her new found sexual
passion. I would soon find out the price for that
passion.
Two days later she had a date with Jeremy, he was just
a couple of years younger than Anthony and seemed to
use him as a mentor. Jeremy had a good head on his
shoulders and I liked him For a second time I watched
my wife ready herself for a date with another man. This
time her full bra was nylon as were her granny style
panties. A dark pair of panty hose was covered by a
knee length skirt while a high cut sweater covered her
bra. She reminded me of the teenage beauty I first met
and vowed to marry.
Again she left about eight and retuned after one.
Jeremy also parked his car under the streetlight and
there I was, watching raptly and with a growing cock
inside my pants. Instantly they were in each others
arms exchanging a prolonged and passionate kiss. Ginger
then broke the kiss and leaned back against the car
seat. Jeremy swung around to the side and pulled her
sweater up over her bra and with my wife's eager help
unclasped it. My jaw dropped and my cock grew harder
when Jeremy and I both saw my wife's naked breasts. The
dark amber of her aureoles contrasted with the
alabaster white of her tits as the light from the lamp
shown down on them.
He bent over her and for the next few minutes kissed
and sucked her nipples while my wife caressed her pussy
over her skirt and squirmed her body around. She
finally called a halt to the sucking when he reached
under her skirt and tried to spread her thighs. She
lowered her sweater without re hooking her bra, stroked
his cheek, kissed him lightly on the lips and got out
of his car. She hopped from foot to foot as she
impatiently waited for his car to disappear.
From the window I watched her scramble as fast as she
could into the house, then I heard her yelling for me
to be awake and ready because she needed to be fucked
really bad. Ginger bounded into the bedroom, pushed me
back on the bed and pounced on me, not even bothering
to take off her clothes. She just shredded her
pantyhose by yanking on them as if in a fit of
delirium, which, from the way she attacked me, used me,
then came on me, all the while moaning and wailing
about fucking and cumming and cocks and cunts, I had to
concur with.
We fucked until she came, not as intense as that first
one the other night, but longer in duration, until she
again passed out from the exertion. And again I was
left to fuck my passed out wife, this time with visions
of Jeremy sucking her tits in my head.
We fell asleep in each others arms and awoke with a
mutual desire to fuck again. Ginger was still fully
clothed so I flipped her over on her back, pushed her
skirt and panties out of the way and fucked her
missionary style so I could watch her face as I asked
her to tell me about her date with Jeremy. It was
another tale of dining and drinking and talking about
sex and drinking and dancing and drinking and dancing
with her back to him so he could slide his hands up and
down her body while grinding his cock into her ass.
I asked her about the sex talk, and true to her blonde
honesty, she answered bluntly that Jeremy had asked her
what she liked done to her to turn her on, and in her
blonde honesty, she told him. Jeremy being no dummy was
quick to use what she related and got to second base
before my wife remembered her wedding vows and got out
of the car. And I, also being no dummy, began to do the
things she told Jeremy about, and soon I had her crying
out as she came in one quick jerk followed by a body
wide shiver.
We barely made it into work on time and were there only
a few minutes before Charles asked her out. Charles was
a middle of the road kind of guy, did just enough to
get by, but never exerted himself. It would be
interesting to see how far he and Gingers' date would
go.
That night I watched as Ginger pulled some new lingerie
out of a sack and began to put it on. The bra was a
white nylon support one, that pushed her tits up and
apart, creating quite a bit of cleavage. The panties
were also white nylon high cut bikini style, that
showed a lot of bare thigh at the top of the stay up
stockings she also put on, much to my surprise. I
mentioned it to her and she said she was tired of the
struggle to take her pantyhose off when she wanted to
fuck me.
I don't know what made me say it, but before I could
stop myself, I blurted out that it would also give
Charlie easier access to your pussy. A dreamy kind of
smile crossed her lips as she said with half closed
eyes, that she hadn't thought of that, but it sounded
kind of fun. Then she donned a white silk blouse that
buttoned up the front and that she left unbuttoned to
the top of her bra, exposing the top of her globes and
the crease between them.
The dark skirt she then put on ended about two inches
above her knees and was skin tight. When she bent over
to put on her shoes I could see the outline the edge of
her panties made and an inch or so of the dark band of
her stockings.
She left near nine and didn't return until near two. I
was almost asleep when I heard their car drive up. I
sprang to the window in time to see my wife swivel on
the car seat so she was facing Charlie while at the
same time drawing her skirt up her thighs until her
white panty covered crotch came into view. She put one
foot up on the seat, one foot down on the floor and
leaned her head back against the passenger door.
I saw her lips move and then saw Charlie put his head
between my wife's wide spread legs. I lost sight of him
but had a perfect look at Ginger as her face contorted
in erotic frenzy as I could only imagine what Charlie
was doing to her, but what ever it was, she was
certainly liking it. I considered our situation a
moment, she never went down on me, I never went down on
her.
Our sex life was very straight laced, Ginger was a
virgin and I not much more than that when we married.
The honeymoon was perfunctory and then sex took a back
seat to school and work. How quickly things change, I
pondered, as I gazed upon my wife thrashing about in
another mans car while that cars owner did god knows
what to her pussy. Suddenly she sat bolt upright and
let out a scream that I prayed our neighbors didn't
hear. She reached down between her spread legs and with
one hand pinching each ear brought Charlie's head back
into view.
Ginger lowered her leg from the seat and sat back
against it, breathing rapidly and deeply. Then I saw
Charlie put his hand around Gingers' neck and begin to
draw it down to his crotch. My wife deftly ducked her
head from under his grasp and wagged her finger at him.
He made a hands to the sky gesture and shrugged his
shoulders. Ginger spoke a few words, Charlie nodded and
I saw him squirm around on the seat.
Then Ginger put her leg back up on the seat, moved her
panties out of the way, giving me a wonderful beaver
shot while she got easy access to her abundant pussy
juice. She scooped up a load in a cupped hand and
disappeared it into the vicinity of Charlie's lap. I
watched as her arm moved in an up and down motion,
giving me a good indication that she was jacking him
off.
In a few moments he jerked his head back and forth and
shimmied his shoulders. A few seconds after that I saw
Ginger with a right hand and wrist coated in a
shimmering glob filled liquid. Charlie grabbed her arm
and pushed her hand towards her face, I was filled with
shock and awe when I saw her actually stick out her
tongue and lick Charlie's cum from her hand.
I began to rub my cock as I watched her really get into
it as she ran her tongue up and down her wrist and
palm, seeing her lap up a particularly large wad and
suck it into her mouth, then finishing off by sucking
clean each finger and her thumb. She gave Charlie a big
smile and got out of the car.
Ginger didn't even wait for him to fully leave before
she was scampering into the house and into my arms.
This time I met her and before she could do anything
and guiding her forward momentum as she entered the
bedroom I soon had her kneeling on the floor, with her
torso bent over the bed. I tugged her tight skirt up
over her ass, pulled her panties aside and jammed my
dick into her cunt.
Ginger squealed in pleasure and ground her ass cheeks
back into me. I leaned onto her back and told her to
tell me about her date while I fucked her. It was the
usual tale but this time on the dance floor he openly
played with her pussy and she came on his hand when she
noticed other dancers looking at them.
That's when I told her about watching her in her date's
car when they brought her home. That little revelation
set her off, she screeched, shivered and drenched my
cock in juices. When she recovered I began to fuck her
harder, all the time calling her my slut, and a horny
cunt and every other nasty thing my disoriented mind
could come up with. Ginger responded in kind, agreeing
with my every word, and begging me to call her names
while I put my hard cock up her slutty cunt.
We fucked off and on that entire night, with Ginger
finally realizing my watching her in the cars was why I
was always so hard and ready for her when she got to
the bedroom. Just before we fell asleep she whispered
in my ear that since I got turned on watching her she
will just have to do more for me to watch.
Her giggle was the last thing I heard before sleep took
over. Ginger proved true to her word. Tom was the next
man to ask her out. He was the youngest and brashest of
the salesmen, cocky and full of himself, he would make
a fine salesman once the edges wore off.
The night of their date Ginger wore a bright red half
bra, it held her tits up, while exposing them almost to
her nipples. Her panties were also bright red and
covered in lace. A thin string held the front and back
together, and it looked incredible on her, especially
the way it cupped her round ass when she bent over to
put on her stockings, a black pair of stay ups that
just about covered her legs, leaving a bit of bare
thigh between the tops and the edge of her panties. Her
blouse was a translucent silk that did nothing to
conceal the bright red bra beneath it.
She buttoned it only to the bottom of her bra, exposing
it and all the globes of her tits. If she wiggled too
much I was sure her nipples would poke out. Her skirt
was a red and black pleated tartan design that came
down to mid thigh. In this skirt when she bent over to
get her shoes not only the tops of her stockings came
into view, but I could plainly see her red panties
covering her lower ass cheeks and the crack of her ass.
When she stood and turned around her movements made the
skirt fly up in front and I got just as good a look at
her panty covered pussy lips. We hugged and kissed
before she walked out the door, and just as she exited
she told me she left a gift for me on the bed.
As Ginger was departing on her escapade, I dashed to
the bedroom to see what she left. I tore open the
package to discover a pair of very high end binoculars
and a note saying now I shouldn't miss any of the
action.
My little tramp had gone so far as to make sure her
husband didn't miss a beat of his wife's sexual fun.
And I must say she and Tom put on quite the show. It
wasn't until almost three that they pulled in to the
light. I lost no time in zeroing in on their activities
and putting them in the correct focus with the
binoculars. I was rewarded with a scene so close I felt
like I could reach out and pinch the nipple my wife
just exposed. She then raised her skirt, spread her
legs, grabbed Tom by his hair and pulled his head down
into her crotch.
I zoomed in on his tongue as it glided up and down the
red lace gusset of her panties where it covered her
pussy lips. Soon I could see a dark spot starting to
spread and the outline of her lips peek through. Then
two fingers appeared and pushed her panty crotch into
her cunt then pulled it out. It was a sopping mess and
had lost all shape, making it easy for Tom's tongue to
slip by the edge and lick her pussy from ass hole to
clit. He then settled in on her clit and began to
nibble it with his lips while every so often flicking
his tongue out and lapping it from top to bottom.
Ginger started thrusting her cunt into his face, she
grabbed his head again and mashed it hard between her
legs, creating more pressure on her clit which caused
her to orgasm. When she recovered she looked up at our
bedroom window and winked. She then unzipped Tom's
pants, pushed them down his thighs, took his cock in
her hands and guided it to her mouth. I brought into
sharp focus the image of my wife slowly inserting
another mans cock into her mouth.
Every now and again she stopped, slid her tongue up his
shaft and out her mouth, then slither it back in her
mouth and proceed to take more of his shaft with it.
When her nose and lips finally came to rest against his
belly and balls she pulled his shaft from her mouth
until just the tip remained, then in one motion
swallowed it whole, then back to the tip, then swallow.
For someone who never gave me a blow job she really
seemed to know what she was doing. It didn't take much
of this fucking my wife's mouth to get Tom to blow his
wad.
Suddenly, while Ginger was busy trying not to gag from
the amount of cum being shot down her throat, a pair of
headlights pulled in behind Toms' car. A man quickly
got out and approached the passenger door. Tom lowered
the electric window and motioned to the man. The
stranger lowered his zipper, reached into his pants and
pulled out his cock.
Tom gently tugged Gingers' head up from his spent dick
and turned it so she could see what was sticking
through her side window. With a sly smile my wife
instantly slid over next to the man's growing cock,
grasped it in her hands, put it in her mouth and began
to masturbate it while sucking it at the same time.
It didn't take much of this and the man was soon
bucking his cock into Gingers mouth while ejaculating
down her throat. Again Ginger did a magnificent job of
swallowing everything he could give her, as I zeroed in
on her face not a drop of sperm was anywhere to be
seen. As soon as the stranger finished he walked back
to his car, got in and drove away. Ginger smiled at
Tom, kissed his cheek and left his car too.
This night Ginger seemed to be in no hurry to get to
the bedroom and I watched her just kind of amble up the
walkway and into the house. When I didn't hear her on
the steps or see her in the bedroom I went to find her.
I discovered her in the living room bent over the arm
rest of our couch, head buried in the cushions, ass
pointed to the heavens. Her skirt was pulled up over
ass, her panties were pushed to the side, and her
fingers were pistoning in and out of her gapping cunt.
Ginger heard me enter the room, picked her head up and
told me to fuck her as hard as I could while she told
me what my wife slut had done this evening. I needed no
second invitation, I unzipped my pants and unleashed my
iron bar of a cock while I walked to her upturned ass.
I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her back to me as
I violently as I could while at the same time lining up
my shaft to pierce her pussy as I pulled.
Ginger began to squeal but between her outbursts of
ecstasy I could hear her words as they came out in
breathless gushes. At first it was just her telling me
to, "Fuck your slut. Fuck your filthy cum loving whore
of a wife! Fuck me like a slut should be fucked! Oohhh
yesss, fuck me baby, slam that big cock of yours in
your nasty cunt."
Then the story came out, Tom didn't bother with a
dinner, he took her straight to a bar, sat her on a bar
stool and fed her two Long Island iced teas. Then he
turned her around so she was facing the patrons and
pulled her skirt up her legs and bunched it in her lap.
He told her to look at the booth right across from
them.
When Ginger glanced in that direction she saw five men
staring at her stocking covered upper thighs and
craning their heads trying to get a peek at her
panties. Tom told her to spread her legs and she did as
she was told. At this point Ginger stopped talking and
began wailing in pleasure as my slamming cock and her
recitation triggered an orgasm. When she resumed her
story Tom had left to talk to the men then returned,
grabbed her by the arm and led her out of the bar.
As they drove to their next destination Tom told her
how she had mentioned to one of the men that she was a
very inexperienced cock sucker and the he was going to
help her over that little hurdle. He pulled into the
parking lot of an adult bookstore and escorted my naïve
wife into the store and led her around pointing out the
wares of the place.
Ginger was the only woman there and was the center of
all eyes. Tom took notice of this and went to great
lengths to make sure they all got a look at her legs,
tits and panties as he paraded her around and made her
bend and stoop over to look at things. When he heard
the door open and saw the group of men from the bar
enter he took hold of her hand and led her back to
where the video booths were. They walked down the hall
while Tom looked from booth to booth, seemingly looking
for something.
Of course he was looking for a booth with a glory hole
and when he found one he ushered my wife inside and fed
the machine its' requisite money, told her to watch the
movie and that he would be right back. He went to the
men from the bar, told them what booth to go to and
returned to find Ginger raptly watching a woman fucking
seven black men while she lazily finger fucked herself.
Tom unbuttoned her blouse, removed her bra, and began
playing with her tits.
Suddenly a cock was thrust through a hole in the booth,
Tom took my wife's right hand and put it on the cock
and told her to jack it off. While Ginger was
masturbating a strange cock Tom was telling her that
she had to learn how to suck cocks, and there were ten
or so men lined up outside the booth. He said they had
volunteered to help her by letting her practice on
their cocks.
For the next three hours Ginger sucked off one man
after another while Tom told her what to do and how to
do it. His instructions were augmented by the videos
being shown, he would stop her when a close up of blow
jobs would appear and make sure she watched it to get a
better idea of exactly what to do. Ginger had three or
four more orgasms as she continued her amazing tale.
Finally Tom wiped her face and chest off of all the
sperm deposited on her, put her bra and blouse back on
and began to leave the store. They were stopped by one
man who begged them for a blow job too, Tom told him
where Ginger lived and told him to meet them there.
That was the guy who showed up out of nowhere to get a
blow job from my wife.
Gingers' story turned me on more than anything she had
done before, so much so that my cock remained hard for
longer than ever and allowed me to fuck my wife during
the length of her speech finally exploding when she
talked about the man who followed them home.
Ginger met my orgasm with one of her own and together
we tumbled off the couch and onto the floor in our
passion. We passed out from exhaustion right there. We
woke the next morning and gathered out senses. I asked
how she liked her night's adventure. She smiled shyly
and replied she loved it, she felt she was now an
experienced cocksucker and loved all the different
sizes, shapes and tastes of the anonymous men she
sucked off and swallowed.
The floodgates were now open, and Daryl, the last
salesman to take my wife on a date had heard all the
details of her previous excursions and was more than
ready for his chance. Daryl was the only black employee
of the company and the only black man Ginger had ever
met or talked to. Their date was set for three nights
later.
When we got home that night, Ginger asked to be taken
back to the bookstore, she wanted to rent some inter-
racial videos, especially the one she saw of the woman
with seven men. We rented several films, and I used the
opportunity to see my wife's new found talent up close.
We went to the booth she had used previously and I
watched her suck off four men in the space of a half an
hour.
We returned home and fucked our way through three of
the rentals. The seven man gangbang gave her one
continuous orgasm, start to finish Ginger moaned, shook
and quivered while she watched the white woman take on
the seven black studs in her mouth, cunt and ass. We
watched the other films the next night but Gingers fuse
wasn't really lit until we re ran the gangbang tape,
where she once again had one long drawn out cum.
The night of her date with Daryl she didn't wear a bra
or panties, instead she donned a garter belt and long
black stockings. A translucent broomstick skirt just
long enough to cover her garter straps and a see
through blouse tied in a knot under her tits made her
look like a walking wet dream. Four inch stiletto heels
had her swaying her hips from side to side as she
walked to Daryl's car. The movement had her skirt
swishing around her legs, every so often exposing her
garter straps and the bare white skin above the
stocking tops.
I didn't see my wife again until late the next morning
when she was literally dropped off at the front door.
It was a limp, well used dish rag I carried into our
house and up to the bathroom to begin her cleansing.
She was a mess, her blouse was gone, her skirt was
torn, her stockings were just tatters hanging from her
legs. Her body, almost from head to toe was caked in
dried or drying cum. Her lips and cheeks were coated
with sperm, it cracked as she moved her mouth and jaw.
I soaked her in the tub for about an hour, refilled it
and bathed her and washed her hair. I put her to bed
and waited anxiously to hear about her date with Daryl.
It wasn't until after the next night's diner that
Ginger felt up to relaying the events of her night. We
sat on opposite sides of our bed, both nude and both
masturbating, she with a dildo and me with my hand. I
decided it would be less strenuous this way, and I
could hear the story without too many interruptions.
Daryl drove her straight to a pool hall on the other
side of town, led her to a back room where she was tied
lying on her back to a four poster bed. Her arms and
legs splayed apart Ginger was an open invitation to one
and all.
The men had her fuck for three hours on her back, then
untied her, turned her over, retied her and let the
assault on her ass begin. Ginger gave herself an orgasm
when she got to the part of the men fucking her virgin
ass hole. She said it hurt like hell at first but by
the time the fifth cock was shoved up her butt she was
loving every minute of it.
A couple of hours later they untied her, let her go to
the bathroom and stretch a little, then bent her over a
bench so both her pussy and ass hole were easily
accessible, retied her and let the men take their
choice of pussy, ass hole or both. She was tied up at
the pool hall for six or seven hours, when she was
untied, led back out to the car and driven to a
whorehouse.
For the next five hours my wife was used as a common
whore, but instead of the usual charge of 50, 100, and
200, Daryl charged five bucks for a blow job, ten for a
fuck, and twenty for around the world. An ass fuck was
fifty, with pussy and mouth thrown in at no charge, and
customer's choice of what hole to cum in.
Needless to say Ginger was the most used whore in the
place, which led to some pissed off regular whores, who
in turn attacked Ginger and began a fight, this led to
the men making the women eat each other out and make
each other cum, then they all got fucked, made to take
the men's cum shots in their mouths, then told to
transfer the globs from one woman's mouth to another.
This shut them up, calmed them down, and even got a
couple of them turned on.
Ginger now tasted her first pussy and was eaten for the
first time by a woman. She told me she didn't mind it,
and the sharing of the men's cum was a real turn on,
but she preferred the rough style of men eating her and
fucking her.
The house finally ran out of men so Ginger was picked
up like a sack of potatoes, dumped in the car, and then
on my doorstep. I shot off twice on hearing my wife's
adventure and she came four times from reliving it.
From that day forward she was the office slut, always
dressed for easy access to her ass, pussy and mouth,
and always ready to be used anywhere, anytime by
anyone.
Once the salesmen turned some clients on to Ginger, our
office monthly take soared. All the men got performance
bonuses, and I received a bonus equal to the size of my
yearly salary. In the end I guess I became my wife's
pimp, because she got fucked, and I got paid.
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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