I guess that everyone has fantasies right ?
Well that’s kind of where my story begins when I asked my fiancé this one night we were watching a film together.
She giggled and said she guessed so and it lead to some interesting discoveries.
You see I’m 39 and my fiancé is a very sexy 26 year old with long dark hair, blue eyes and a great figure with large breasts for her frame and a curvy behind that gets plenty of admiring glances from other men.
She got attention on social media from guys as well as occasions she’d been out when she had told me some guy tried to grope her ass or get into her somehow and during sex I’d bring this up asking her to tell me about these times and imagine how much the guys wanted my fiancé.
I guess she knew this turned me on but I’d always finish straight after sex saying.
“You know I really don’t want you to go with another guy right”?
She always said I was her only one and soon I’d be her silver fox. I liked that idea and we both got turned on when she’d call me Daddy during sex.
So this night I’d pressed her on her fantasies and she giggling asked mine and she’d tell me hers. I blurted out how I liked the idea of other men looking at her wanting her and even just for fantasy having her.
She told me she liked older men which shouldn’t be a surprise but she added how it made her feel naughty and turned on to be with men older who her parents would not be happy with or bad boys that kind of thing.
“You know if it’s naughty it’s arousing I suppose to do things you know you shouldn’t”
She had a sparkle in her eye as she told me that and I was hard just listen to her say it.
We were having a few drinks and I was pressing more about guys who comment on her social media or ones that chat her up I don’t know about.
She seemed to be avoiding the questioning and I with more drink kept pushing saying I seen the comments guys make that are public on social media there must be plenty I don’t know about.
Suddenly she looked at me and said out the blue.
“My Boss Mr Radcliffe”.
She worked in the office of a real estate building and housing company and the owner was Mr Radcliffe who I had met a few times. He was tall and in good shape despite being late forties with greying hair and a moustache.
He was married and I guess I’d never considered him a threat so was shocked to hear that.
I pressed her on how her boss flirted with her a little concerned and she giggled that he flirted all the time with comments and even emails to her company email while she was at work.
She seemed to be smiling almost giggling as she told me this a little ***** now.
“What does he email you that’s weird”?
I asked her but she sensed my annoyance and I quickly changed tack to find out more saying it was funny and kinda hot.
She looked at me and smiled.
“Well at first, you know stuff like nice dress and hair etc that sort of thing”
“At first what else does he send”?
Again giggling she told me.
“Well the other day he said my dress was so tight I must be wearing a thong or nothing at all under it and if so what colour was it”.
The dirty bastard I thought but couldn’t deny that I felt aroused by this and my erection showed through my shorts as I sat next to her.
“God your actually turned on at my Boss hitting on my you dirty boy aren’t you”
She said pointing at my hard cock.
That night we had great sex and I kept saying I bet Mr Radcliffe would love a piece of this and such like and she was joining in saying she thinks I’d like that as much.
At the end of the sex I made it clear it was just fantasy and it had been pretty hot but not real.
The next few weeks I couldn’t get it out my head and I’d notice myself how sexy she looked going to work which isn’t unusual as she always made an effort but I’d bring up the fantasy a lot during sex as well as ask about his flirting but she’d normally side swipe the conversation again.
So imagine how I felt when she announced there was a leaving night out for someone at work and to add to it came down that evening looking totally stunning in a skin tight black dress that hugged every inch of her figure and was just covering her sexy ass. Her long dark hair was wavy and down her back with her nipples clearly protruding through the material. She smelled amazing and had red high heels on with read lipstick she looked awesome.
This was not unusual for a night out I told myself as she always made an effort and looked sexy so I told myself not to be stupid as she kissed my cheek saying she’d see me when she got home.
I watched some tv and tried to keep my mind off how sexy she’d looked and barely dressed also how Mr Radcliffe would certainly appreciate how she looked.
I was a mess of worry and arousal and even wanked at the idea of him flirting with her as she was tipsy. I comforted myself there would be other workers there.
It got to 02:00am and I thought they must have went on to a club so tried messaging to ask but with no reply.
I woke to the sound of the door closing in the hall followed by shuffling around as I came to consciousness looking at the time on my phone it was 06:24am and I quickly got up and went through to the hall where my fiancé stood holding her high heels looking rather disheveled and tipsy.
“Oh hey honey I thought you were in bed”
She smiled and put down her heels walking into the kitchen as I followed.
“I fell asleep on the couch it’s almost 7am where have you been”?
I questioned her feeling pretty annoyed and worried about what could have happened.
“I was out you know that we went clubbing and you know back to one of Mr Radcliffe’s apartments in town”.
She said as she got one of my beers out the fridge and asked if I wanted one.
I declined still annoyed and even more panicked I’d heard his name mentioned and I asked who had all went to the apartment.
She giggled sensing my annoyance and told me a few people from work they were all ***** and having a laugh.
I realised like the fantasy night she was avoiding the questions whilst I was annoyed so I changed my style and smiled at her.
“So did Radcliffe try to hit on you then, he must have liked that dress you look hot as fuck”?
She giggled pretty loudly looking away from me then back at me and suddenly my heart sank.
I knew from the look in her face something had happened between them and she knew that moment that I also knew.
“I think I should get to bed I’m shattered”
She said and tried to leave the kitchen but I stood at the door.
“What happened tell me now I can tell that something happened did he try it on”?
I asked this more in hope than real belief that nothing more had went on and she stopped in front of me smiling.
“Wouldn’t you like if he’d tried it on dirty boy and if I’d let him have me like your dirty little fantasy”?
She smelt strongly of alcohol and now this close I could smell the sex off her and my heart was racing pumping in my chest yet my cock was solid.
“What happened then tell me please”?
She now grinned from ear to ear as she leaned in and kissed me saying.
“You really want to know then say please again like a good dirty boy”.
I almost begged her.
“Please tell me” as she held my hand and guided it between her legs.
I immediately realised she wasn’t wearing any underwear and felt the warm sticky wetness of her bare shaven pussy as she guided my hand to it.
Immediately my heart skipped a beat as I felt it but she started kissing me her tongue in my mouth as my cock throbbed and I slid two fingers into her wet used hole feeling the cum run down my fingers.
“He fucked me so good babe, so fucking good” she breathed into my ear as she kissed my neck.
“He totally fucked the shit out me all night I came six times on his big old cock, he had amazing stamina for a silver fox”
I suddenly realised I’d fed her fantasy for older men and the naughty things as I fingered her and she moaned.
“God he made me tell me I was his and he fucked me like he owned me babe just like you fantasised”
She gasped.
Then she took my hand and led me to the bedroom I was dying for sex now but she lay back and spread her legs.
“Eat me baby” she sighed and I looked at her wet swollen pussy glistening and told her I didn’t want to eat his cum.
“Please babe and I will tell you what a naughty girl I was for you”
I found myself going down on her tasting his cum mixed with her juices as she told me what a slut she was for her boss and how well he’d fucked her after wanting her so long.
When I was done she wouldn’t let me have sex saying she was sore but she blew me and before we went to sleep I asked.
“Did I make you do this and would it happen again”.
She kissed me and replied.
“Yes you did dirty boy and we will have to wait and see won’t we”?
To be continued please leave a comment
Well that’s kind of where my story begins when I asked my fiancé this one night we were watching a film together.
She giggled and said she guessed so and it lead to some interesting discoveries.
You see I’m 39 and my fiancé is a very sexy 26 year old with long dark hair, blue eyes and a great figure with large breasts for her frame and a curvy behind that gets plenty of admiring glances from other men.
She got attention on social media from guys as well as occasions she’d been out when she had told me some guy tried to grope her ass or get into her somehow and during sex I’d bring this up asking her to tell me about these times and imagine how much the guys wanted my fiancé.
I guess she knew this turned me on but I’d always finish straight after sex saying.
“You know I really don’t want you to go with another guy right”?
She always said I was her only one and soon I’d be her silver fox. I liked that idea and we both got turned on when she’d call me Daddy during sex.
So this night I’d pressed her on her fantasies and she giggling asked mine and she’d tell me hers. I blurted out how I liked the idea of other men looking at her wanting her and even just for fantasy having her.
She told me she liked older men which shouldn’t be a surprise but she added how it made her feel naughty and turned on to be with men older who her parents would not be happy with or bad boys that kind of thing.
“You know if it’s naughty it’s arousing I suppose to do things you know you shouldn’t”
She had a sparkle in her eye as she told me that and I was hard just listen to her say it.
We were having a few drinks and I was pressing more about guys who comment on her social media or ones that chat her up I don’t know about.
She seemed to be avoiding the questioning and I with more drink kept pushing saying I seen the comments guys make that are public on social media there must be plenty I don’t know about.
Suddenly she looked at me and said out the blue.
“My Boss Mr Radcliffe”.
She worked in the office of a real estate building and housing company and the owner was Mr Radcliffe who I had met a few times. He was tall and in good shape despite being late forties with greying hair and a moustache.
He was married and I guess I’d never considered him a threat so was shocked to hear that.
I pressed her on how her boss flirted with her a little concerned and she giggled that he flirted all the time with comments and even emails to her company email while she was at work.
She seemed to be smiling almost giggling as she told me this a little ***** now.
“What does he email you that’s weird”?
I asked her but she sensed my annoyance and I quickly changed tack to find out more saying it was funny and kinda hot.
She looked at me and smiled.
“Well at first, you know stuff like nice dress and hair etc that sort of thing”
“At first what else does he send”?
Again giggling she told me.
“Well the other day he said my dress was so tight I must be wearing a thong or nothing at all under it and if so what colour was it”.
The dirty bastard I thought but couldn’t deny that I felt aroused by this and my erection showed through my shorts as I sat next to her.
“God your actually turned on at my Boss hitting on my you dirty boy aren’t you”
She said pointing at my hard cock.
That night we had great sex and I kept saying I bet Mr Radcliffe would love a piece of this and such like and she was joining in saying she thinks I’d like that as much.
At the end of the sex I made it clear it was just fantasy and it had been pretty hot but not real.
The next few weeks I couldn’t get it out my head and I’d notice myself how sexy she looked going to work which isn’t unusual as she always made an effort but I’d bring up the fantasy a lot during sex as well as ask about his flirting but she’d normally side swipe the conversation again.
So imagine how I felt when she announced there was a leaving night out for someone at work and to add to it came down that evening looking totally stunning in a skin tight black dress that hugged every inch of her figure and was just covering her sexy ass. Her long dark hair was wavy and down her back with her nipples clearly protruding through the material. She smelled amazing and had red high heels on with read lipstick she looked awesome.
This was not unusual for a night out I told myself as she always made an effort and looked sexy so I told myself not to be stupid as she kissed my cheek saying she’d see me when she got home.
I watched some tv and tried to keep my mind off how sexy she’d looked and barely dressed also how Mr Radcliffe would certainly appreciate how she looked.
I was a mess of worry and arousal and even wanked at the idea of him flirting with her as she was tipsy. I comforted myself there would be other workers there.
It got to 02:00am and I thought they must have went on to a club so tried messaging to ask but with no reply.
I woke to the sound of the door closing in the hall followed by shuffling around as I came to consciousness looking at the time on my phone it was 06:24am and I quickly got up and went through to the hall where my fiancé stood holding her high heels looking rather disheveled and tipsy.
“Oh hey honey I thought you were in bed”
She smiled and put down her heels walking into the kitchen as I followed.
“I fell asleep on the couch it’s almost 7am where have you been”?
I questioned her feeling pretty annoyed and worried about what could have happened.
“I was out you know that we went clubbing and you know back to one of Mr Radcliffe’s apartments in town”.
She said as she got one of my beers out the fridge and asked if I wanted one.
I declined still annoyed and even more panicked I’d heard his name mentioned and I asked who had all went to the apartment.
She giggled sensing my annoyance and told me a few people from work they were all ***** and having a laugh.
I realised like the fantasy night she was avoiding the questions whilst I was annoyed so I changed my style and smiled at her.
“So did Radcliffe try to hit on you then, he must have liked that dress you look hot as fuck”?
She giggled pretty loudly looking away from me then back at me and suddenly my heart sank.
I knew from the look in her face something had happened between them and she knew that moment that I also knew.
“I think I should get to bed I’m shattered”
She said and tried to leave the kitchen but I stood at the door.
“What happened tell me now I can tell that something happened did he try it on”?
I asked this more in hope than real belief that nothing more had went on and she stopped in front of me smiling.
“Wouldn’t you like if he’d tried it on dirty boy and if I’d let him have me like your dirty little fantasy”?
She smelt strongly of alcohol and now this close I could smell the sex off her and my heart was racing pumping in my chest yet my cock was solid.
“What happened then tell me please”?
She now grinned from ear to ear as she leaned in and kissed me saying.
“You really want to know then say please again like a good dirty boy”.
I almost begged her.
“Please tell me” as she held my hand and guided it between her legs.
I immediately realised she wasn’t wearing any underwear and felt the warm sticky wetness of her bare shaven pussy as she guided my hand to it.
Immediately my heart skipped a beat as I felt it but she started kissing me her tongue in my mouth as my cock throbbed and I slid two fingers into her wet used hole feeling the cum run down my fingers.
“He fucked me so good babe, so fucking good” she breathed into my ear as she kissed my neck.
“He totally fucked the shit out me all night I came six times on his big old cock, he had amazing stamina for a silver fox”
I suddenly realised I’d fed her fantasy for older men and the naughty things as I fingered her and she moaned.
“God he made me tell me I was his and he fucked me like he owned me babe just like you fantasised”
She gasped.
Then she took my hand and led me to the bedroom I was dying for sex now but she lay back and spread her legs.
“Eat me baby” she sighed and I looked at her wet swollen pussy glistening and told her I didn’t want to eat his cum.
“Please babe and I will tell you what a naughty girl I was for you”
I found myself going down on her tasting his cum mixed with her juices as she told me what a slut she was for her boss and how well he’d fucked her after wanting her so long.
When I was done she wouldn’t let me have sex saying she was sore but she blew me and before we went to sleep I asked.
“Did I make you do this and would it happen again”.
She kissed me and replied.
“Yes you did dirty boy and we will have to wait and see won’t we”?
To be continued please leave a comment
