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So the morning after my fiancé’s night out I was out my mind with the question that is the title of this story.
I was in the kitchen with a cup of coffee trying to think straight about wether I’d caused what happened and it was me who felt guilty and sorry about what had happened.
To make things worse I’d browsed social media and my fiancé had posted some pics from her night out which a lot of guys had liked as normal as well as one who actually commented.
“Clearly no bra there sexy was it cold”?
I was feeling pretty confused when she breezed into the kitchen wearing nothing but a black thong and a big smile.
“Morning what you doing sitting there looking like someone has pissed in your coffee for”?
I decided as I’d caused the situation I’d not bring it up as I took in the sight of her slim body and boobs bouncing as she walked to the kettle.
“Oh I’m just tired that’s all” was all I managed to say as she bent over pouring a coffee her sexy ass not far from my face.
“Ah yeah sorry I was so late getting home babe who’d have thought Mr Radcliffe could go that long at his age huh”. She said as she put the milk in her coffee.
She turned round leaning on the counter facing me now.
“He was actually awesome babe you wouldn’t believe how good he fucked me and how much he wanted me I was so horny for him too”.
I felt her words hit me like a train as well as not believing she’d brought it up so willingly without me mentioning it.
She must have noticed the look of surprise on my face.
“What’s wrong babe wasn’t it you that said it was so horny how other guys wanted me and it turned you on”?
I paused as I looked at her and despite wanting to beg her to never do anything like that again and it was just fantasy I felt myself conceding to her point.
“Yes, well yes I did”.
Smiling she leaned forward and kissed me on the mouth then whispered in my ear.
“I seen how hard and turned on you got that I’d been a little slut for my boss you naughty boy so let’s not pretend you don’t love me being a dirty girl for you”.
I felt my cock twitch as she whispered this in my ear and she reached down squeezing it through my shorts.
“See you love it, love me talking dirty and being a little slut.
Then she started leaving the kitchen her sexy ass swaying as she said.
“And for the record I loved being such a naughty cheating slut and with such a sexy older guy as well. Especially knowing you were wanking at home honey”
It’s strange cause I’d never been more turned on or attracted to my fiancé than now yet felt so bad at the same time. It was then I looked again at social media and she’d replied to the guy saying. “No undies at all actually” with a wink.
Even worse a guy I hated at school who only added her as he knew me had commented saying. “If I wasn’t married”.
Just as I read it annoyed I seen her reply appear saying.
“Mmm maybe I could be your dirty secret” again with a wink.
I was annoyed and embarrassed people could see this that knew me.
I went to the lounge and said this to my fiancé who laughed saying it was just a bit of fun and I should relax.
I explained that the married guy Matt who’d commented hated me all through school and me him.
My fiancé grinned.
“Mmm even more naughty he’s not only pretty sexy but he’s clearly a bad man and not scared to chat up your fiancé”.
That night she put on some sexy lingerie and came down to me looking so hot i felt reassured and we were having sex when she brought up Matt again.
“You think Matt would like that lingerie”?
She asked as I fucked her on the couch. I nodded that he would driving my cock into her as she moaned.
“I bet he’d love to take your fiancé like he owned her”.
This somehow turned me on and I drove faster into her as she moaned.
“Oh yes babe see how turned on your slutty fiancé makes you fuck me, fuck me hard”.
When we finished we lay cuddling in the after glow of sex and I kissed her deeply then for some reason asked.
“Am I as good as your boss in bed”?.
She was stroking my face and looking into my eyes as she replied.
“No babe he was amazing I came like five or six times and his cock is so thick it was amazing”.
My heart totally sunk as she grinned and kissed me.
“But your my fiancé and I love you babe”
Monday came and my fiancé was wearing a thin white blouse and her bra showed through it with a short black skirt which wasn’t unusual. My mind was racing with the fact she’d be with her boss again as she again brought it up out the blue.
“I wonder what Mr Radcliffe will be like with me today after Friday”.
I looked at her as she grinned adding.
“Don’t worry I will tell you if anything happens babe you try not to wank about it at work”.
She left the kitchen and I thought she’d left when suddenly she came back in and said.
“In fact I like the idea of you wanking about me at work maybe this will help”
She reached under her short skirt and slid a black lace thong down her legs stepping out of it and throwing it on the kitchen table.
This time she did leave for work as I stared at the thong in shock.
That evening I was just home from work and getting out the car when I heard my fiancé saying goodbye to someone.
She was getting out a jaguar and it drove off as she seen me.
“Oh hey babe good day at work”?
I reached into my pocket and pulled out her thong laughing.
“Spent most of it thinking about you to be honest”.
She came over and kissed me right there on the door step her tongue dancing with mine as she did. When we stopped she smiled.
“I hope I don’t taste of Mr Radcliffe’s cock”.
I looked at her as she still smiling added.
“Oh I have lots to tell you babe I hope it lives up to what you wanked about”.
When we got in she was kissing me again and started telling me about her day.
Mr Radcliffe had called her into the office almost straight away to tell her no one must know what happened and she’d promised not to tell anyone.
“He was literally all over me as soon as I said that”. She giggled as she continued.
He grabbed me kissing me hand up my skirt and as soon as he realised I had no knickers on he was fingering me rubbing my clit and telling me how sexy I was.
I told him I wanted to be his dirty little work secret and he bit my lip saying I was a dirty little *****.
My legs were trembling now and I was so turned on I moaned out loud that I was his little *****.
She was kissing me and virtually moaning as she told the tale and my cock was so hard as I listened to her.
He grabbed my neck and fingered me roughly telling me what a dirty ***** I was and how he was gonna fuck me whenever he wanted.
She sat me down and started sucking my cock as she continued.
“Yes Mr Radcliffe fuck me like a little ***** I want you to use me like you own me”
She told me she had told him as she paused looking into my eyes.
He sat me up on the desk and started eating my pussy so good until I came all over his face and then he got me on my knees and I sucked him while he called me his ***** and a good little slut.
I was close to cumming as she went through how he’d fucked her over the desk, with her sitting on his cock in his chair and then on the floor the whole time making her cum and beg for more of his cock.
“He was saying he owned my slutty body and I was begging him to fuck me babe”. She said as I came in her mouth and she paused to swallow it.
“He eventually came inside me and sent me back to work but I gave him another blow job on the way home”.
She ended the story and then sat on the couch legs open and smiled.
“Now it’s your turn babe come and eat my little pussy for me”.
I could taste the strong mix of sex as I ate her and she moaned loudly.
“Good boy that’s Mr Radcliffe’s pussy you eat it like a good nasty boy”.
“God I’m cumming babe I love you but I love being a dirty little slut.... oh god god”.
Her orgasm brought it to an end but the story doesn’t end here and it will be continued.
Please comment or ask any questions you like thanks
So the morning after my fiancé’s night out I was out my mind with the question that is the title of this story.
I was in the kitchen with a cup of coffee trying to think straight about wether I’d caused what happened and it was me who felt guilty and sorry about what had happened.
To make things worse I’d browsed social media and my fiancé had posted some pics from her night out which a lot of guys had liked as normal as well as one who actually commented.
“Clearly no bra there sexy was it cold”?
I was feeling pretty confused when she breezed into the kitchen wearing nothing but a black thong and a big smile.
“Morning what you doing sitting there looking like someone has pissed in your coffee for”?
I decided as I’d caused the situation I’d not bring it up as I took in the sight of her slim body and boobs bouncing as she walked to the kettle.
“Oh I’m just tired that’s all” was all I managed to say as she bent over pouring a coffee her sexy ass not far from my face.
“Ah yeah sorry I was so late getting home babe who’d have thought Mr Radcliffe could go that long at his age huh”. She said as she put the milk in her coffee.
She turned round leaning on the counter facing me now.
“He was actually awesome babe you wouldn’t believe how good he fucked me and how much he wanted me I was so horny for him too”.
I felt her words hit me like a train as well as not believing she’d brought it up so willingly without me mentioning it.
She must have noticed the look of surprise on my face.
“What’s wrong babe wasn’t it you that said it was so horny how other guys wanted me and it turned you on”?
I paused as I looked at her and despite wanting to beg her to never do anything like that again and it was just fantasy I felt myself conceding to her point.
“Yes, well yes I did”.
Smiling she leaned forward and kissed me on the mouth then whispered in my ear.
“I seen how hard and turned on you got that I’d been a little slut for my boss you naughty boy so let’s not pretend you don’t love me being a dirty girl for you”.
I felt my cock twitch as she whispered this in my ear and she reached down squeezing it through my shorts.
“See you love it, love me talking dirty and being a little slut.
Then she started leaving the kitchen her sexy ass swaying as she said.
“And for the record I loved being such a naughty cheating slut and with such a sexy older guy as well. Especially knowing you were wanking at home honey”
It’s strange cause I’d never been more turned on or attracted to my fiancé than now yet felt so bad at the same time. It was then I looked again at social media and she’d replied to the guy saying. “No undies at all actually” with a wink.
Even worse a guy I hated at school who only added her as he knew me had commented saying. “If I wasn’t married”.
Just as I read it annoyed I seen her reply appear saying.
“Mmm maybe I could be your dirty secret” again with a wink.
I was annoyed and embarrassed people could see this that knew me.
I went to the lounge and said this to my fiancé who laughed saying it was just a bit of fun and I should relax.
I explained that the married guy Matt who’d commented hated me all through school and me him.
My fiancé grinned.
“Mmm even more naughty he’s not only pretty sexy but he’s clearly a bad man and not scared to chat up your fiancé”.
That night she put on some sexy lingerie and came down to me looking so hot i felt reassured and we were having sex when she brought up Matt again.
“You think Matt would like that lingerie”?
She asked as I fucked her on the couch. I nodded that he would driving my cock into her as she moaned.
“I bet he’d love to take your fiancé like he owned her”.
This somehow turned me on and I drove faster into her as she moaned.
“Oh yes babe see how turned on your slutty fiancé makes you fuck me, fuck me hard”.
When we finished we lay cuddling in the after glow of sex and I kissed her deeply then for some reason asked.
“Am I as good as your boss in bed”?.
She was stroking my face and looking into my eyes as she replied.
“No babe he was amazing I came like five or six times and his cock is so thick it was amazing”.
My heart totally sunk as she grinned and kissed me.
“But your my fiancé and I love you babe”
Monday came and my fiancé was wearing a thin white blouse and her bra showed through it with a short black skirt which wasn’t unusual. My mind was racing with the fact she’d be with her boss again as she again brought it up out the blue.
“I wonder what Mr Radcliffe will be like with me today after Friday”.
I looked at her as she grinned adding.
“Don’t worry I will tell you if anything happens babe you try not to wank about it at work”.
She left the kitchen and I thought she’d left when suddenly she came back in and said.
“In fact I like the idea of you wanking about me at work maybe this will help”
She reached under her short skirt and slid a black lace thong down her legs stepping out of it and throwing it on the kitchen table.
This time she did leave for work as I stared at the thong in shock.
That evening I was just home from work and getting out the car when I heard my fiancé saying goodbye to someone.
She was getting out a jaguar and it drove off as she seen me.
“Oh hey babe good day at work”?
I reached into my pocket and pulled out her thong laughing.
“Spent most of it thinking about you to be honest”.
She came over and kissed me right there on the door step her tongue dancing with mine as she did. When we stopped she smiled.
“I hope I don’t taste of Mr Radcliffe’s cock”.
I looked at her as she still smiling added.
“Oh I have lots to tell you babe I hope it lives up to what you wanked about”.
When we got in she was kissing me again and started telling me about her day.
Mr Radcliffe had called her into the office almost straight away to tell her no one must know what happened and she’d promised not to tell anyone.
“He was literally all over me as soon as I said that”. She giggled as she continued.
He grabbed me kissing me hand up my skirt and as soon as he realised I had no knickers on he was fingering me rubbing my clit and telling me how sexy I was.
I told him I wanted to be his dirty little work secret and he bit my lip saying I was a dirty little *****.
My legs were trembling now and I was so turned on I moaned out loud that I was his little *****.
She was kissing me and virtually moaning as she told the tale and my cock was so hard as I listened to her.
He grabbed my neck and fingered me roughly telling me what a dirty ***** I was and how he was gonna fuck me whenever he wanted.
She sat me down and started sucking my cock as she continued.
“Yes Mr Radcliffe fuck me like a little ***** I want you to use me like you own me”
She told me she had told him as she paused looking into my eyes.
He sat me up on the desk and started eating my pussy so good until I came all over his face and then he got me on my knees and I sucked him while he called me his ***** and a good little slut.
I was close to cumming as she went through how he’d fucked her over the desk, with her sitting on his cock in his chair and then on the floor the whole time making her cum and beg for more of his cock.
“He was saying he owned my slutty body and I was begging him to fuck me babe”. She said as I came in her mouth and she paused to swallow it.
“He eventually came inside me and sent me back to work but I gave him another blow job on the way home”.
She ended the story and then sat on the couch legs open and smiled.
“Now it’s your turn babe come and eat my little pussy for me”.
I could taste the strong mix of sex as I ate her and she moaned loudly.
“Good boy that’s Mr Radcliffe’s pussy you eat it like a good nasty boy”.
“God I’m cumming babe I love you but I love being a dirty little slut.... oh god god”.
Her orgasm brought it to an end but the story doesn’t end here and it will be continued.
Please comment or ask any questions you like thanks
