It was a typical Monday morning. The day started like any other. I was still lounging in bed, naked and covered in sweat as the morning light crept through the blinds. There was a gentle buzzing on the nightstand. Groggily, I reached over and grabbed my phone, squinting at the bright screen. A text from Pravesh, my Indian coworker, greeted me. 

"Yo, where you at, man? Did you miss the meeting?"

I chuckled to myself as I read the message. Pravesh had no idea what was really going on. With careful fingers, I typed out my response. 

"I'm fucking this married woman. I've been balls-deep in her tight little pussy all morning. She's been riding my huge black cock like a pro."

A few seconds passed before his reply came through. "You took the day off to fuck some bitch?"

I chuckled at his crude words. "Yeah, man. She is an amazing slut for a big black cock. I fucked her pussy and asshole all morning."

He seemed taken aback. "Wait, really?"

"Oh yeah. We fucked all over her stupid husband's house. The slut is now sucking my thick dick and licking my sweaty balls on their marital bed," I lied.

I could almost hear him gulping over the phone. "Are you coming in tomorrow?"

"Nah, man. Please cover for me while I'm out. I'm not coming in tomorrow because I want to fuck this bitch for a few more days."

"Really dude?" His next text asked incredulously.

As if on cue, I heard the bathroom door open. "Baby, I'm so ready for round two!" purred a familiar female voice, Amelia.

I smirked, knowing exactly who it belonged to. "Yea, man. I’m about to have a very hot shower sex with her. So will you cover for me?"

A brief pause, then, "Yea, I got you, man."

"Thank you, bro! You are such a good friend. Listen, I have to go, man. This bitch is sucking my dick and licking my balls from behind. She's about to stick her tongue in my asshole," I lied again.

As the bedroom door opened, I quickly slipped the phone back on the nightstand and propped myself up against the pillows, waiting for her return. My current companion, strutting in completely nude, emerged from the bathroom, her curvy body glistening, and crawled seductively across the bed towards me.

"Mmm, you’re hard already. You ready for me to suck that dick and eat that hot ass, baby?" she cooed.

Before I could respond, my phone started blowing up. Glancing at the screen, I saw Pravesh had texted again. "Dude, what? Take a picture or video. I got to see that."

I shook my head, smiling at his perverted request. "Sorry, my dude. I can't do that. I don't kiss and tell. Plus, the bitch's husband works with us. I can't have the loser finding out. Not trying to ruin the fun I'm having."

Moments later, his reply pinged through. "It's cool. I understand. Well, have fun with her, and don't worry, I'll cover for you."

I couldn't help but laugh at the thought of his reaction. I knew he'd never suspect a thing. His wife and I had been carrying on this affair for months now. Whenever he was at work or away on business, she'd sneak over to my place. And now, with him covering for me at the office, I had her all to myself for a few sweet days of non-stop fucking.

Life was good.

I gave the sexy vixen a wink as she settled between my legs, her soft lips wrapping around my shaft. "Mmm, thanks again, man. I have to go now. This slut just told me she wants me to fuck her in the ass. Something she doesn't let her husband do."

"I'm fucking your wife, bro.” I wanted so badly to say to him.

With that, I tossed my phone aside, already panting as her talented mouth worked me over. I had Pravesh right where I wanted him—clueless while his own wife sucked my dick.

Her eyes locked with mine as she settled between my legs, licking her lips before taking my semi-hard cock into her warm mouth. I groaned in pleasure, tangling my fingers in her hair.

As she bobbed up and down my shaft, I couldn't help but think how ironic it was. Here I was, fucking Pravesh's wife quite literally under his nose, and he was covering for me. If only he knew.

But that just made it all the more thrilling. The forbidden danger, the risk of being caught—it all added to the excitement of our illicit affair. And there was no doubt in my mind; she belonged with me, not some pussy beta like Pravesh. I knew how to step up and make a woman like her truly happy.

“I’m going to shower. Want to join me?” she asked.

“I thought you’d never ask.”

We got up and walked to the bathroom. She turned the water on and stepped into the shower behind her. I pressed close, my lips brushing her shoulder as my hands cupped her breasts. She shuddered at the familiar touch but didn't pull away.

"I can’t wait to be inside you," I murmured, kneading the soft flesh. 

"Mmm… I want you inside me," she said, biting her lip.

My cock pressed against her ass, already hard. I rocked my hips, grinding against her.

I squeezed her nipples, rolling them between my fingers. "Mmm… you feel so good, baby. Gonna make you feel real good."

Amelia turned in my arms, meeting my gaze, lust in my eyes. Water droplets clung to her full lips. She reached down, wrapping her fingers around my thick erection. I groaned, my head falling back.

"You want this, don't you?" I growled. "Want me to fuck this tight little pussy."

She didn't answer; she just pumped her fist along my length. Pre-cum leaked from the swollen head, allowing her hand to glide smoothly.

I gripped her thighs and hoisted her up. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I pinned her to the cool tile. My cock nudged her entrance.

"Please," she whispered, all thoughts of her husband forgotten in the heat of the moment.

With a flex of my hips, I sheathed myself inside her. Amelia cried out at the delicious stretch. I was so deep. Her nails scored down my back as I began to move.

The slap of wet skin echoed obscenely loud. Amelia rocked against me, meeting each powerful thrust. I pounded into her, grunting with the effort.

"Fuck yes, take it," I growled. "Take this big black cock."

Amelia's orgasm crashed through her like a tidal wave. She came with a silent scream, her pussy clamping down on my pistoning cock.

A few more deep thrusts and I joined her, spurting hot seed deep inside her fluttering sheath. We clung to each other, breathing ragged and hearts pounding.

The water finally ran cold. We toweled off in weary silence.

We padded back into the bedroom and laid into bed naked under the covers.

She pulled me in for a desperate kiss. I responded eagerly, my hardness already interested again.

We made love again and again, lost in the haze of carnal pleasure. 

Hours later, I wrapped my arms around her from behind, nuzzling her neck. "This was amazing." 

“As always,” she murmured.