My name is Judy, and now at forty-three years old, I’ve been reminiscing about how so willingly my husband, Don, who is now forty-five, and I seduced ourselves into a cuckold relationship with my boss and others, beginning three years ago in our hometown of Houston, and continuing to this day.

I’ve been an administrative assistant to business executives since graduating with my associate degree in business at the age of twenty, and Don is an electrician, who went to two years of technical school. We met in a bar when I was twenty-two, were married when I was twenty-four, and our baby boy was born a year later.

That first five years working was a lot of fun, especially since the ‘me too’ movement hadn’t started. I was as flirty with my bosses and other employees as they were with me, even after Don and I started dating and into our marriage. I don’t mean to brag, but as I’ll explain, I’m pretty, and with a voluptuous body, I have been pursued by boys and men since my breasts blossomed in my junior year of high school, when I became sexually active.

I’m five feet and seven inches tall, weighed one hundred and fifty pounds when the main events in this story began, and I have natural, strawberry blonde hair, cut in a short, sculpted style. People say I look a lot like the voluptuous actress, Christina Hendriks, especially with my 36F breasts, with the main difference being my sparkling, emerald green eyes, instead of her blue eyes.

My hiatus from work began when our son was born, and I didn’t go back to work until he began middle school. It was hard getting back into the workforce with that time gap, despite my excellent skills with the Microsoft suite of applications and others, and I found that being older didn’t help either. But I did find a good position, that lasted almost three years, ending when the company went bankrupt.

It was concerning losing that job, since I was forty years old then, but my prospects improved when I interviewed for an administrative assistant’s position working for Jim, the CFO for a chemical company, with subsidiaries in twenty states. He appreciated and I think gave even more weight to my non-business, physical attributes than my previous bosses.

I’m naturally outgoing, have a positive disposition, and I didn’t flinch, but instead smiled, when Jim made a couple of suggestive comments during our interview. The ‘me too’ movement had begun by then, and he rightly felt comfortable that I wouldn’t go running to human resources every time he made off-color or suggestive comments. Little did he know at the time how much I enjoy the flirting.

Insights into My Teasing Relationship with My Husband

Jim hired me on the spot, which was unusual since it was only two weeks before the Christmas holiday season. He left the usual human resources formalities for later, and I began the next morning. That night, Don was excited to hear that I got the job, and he kiddingly said, “Wow, Judy, that was fast. Did you have to give him a blowjob or something?”

I teased him back, saying, “No, honey, not yet anyway. But then tomorrow is a new day, and no telling what might happen. I wore this low top on purpose, and you should have seen the way he was staring at my jiggling and swaying tits.”

Don and I have exchanged that kind of suggestive sexual banter since the night we met in that bar, and his friends were giving him shit since I chose him over them. We started dating, and he’d tell me what his friends were saying about wanting to suck my melon-sized tits and fuck me. He wasn’t upset by it, and in fact loves to tease me about the way so many men gawk at me and make comments. It’s been that way ever since.

We even teased about his cock, which is thick and six inches long on hard. I had many bigger cocks before meeting Don, and I was open about my active sexual habits before meeting him. I thought it was unusual that he was always asking me to describe those other cocks, and even wanted details about my sexual encounters with the other men.

I teased him about his friends when he told me some of their suggestive comments. I’d say, “That’s really nice of your friends to be willing to fuck me for you. What can you tell me about what they have swinging between their legs? If they’re long and thick, that might be a lot of fun to have them over, and you can watch them breed me.”

That led to all kinds of teasing conversations. I sometimes got the feeling that Don wouldn’t have minded sharing me with his friends, but I never offered, and he didn’t push it. We’ve teased that way all through our marriage, and there was new a new twist after our son was born, when I saw him going online to read porn stories.

When I questioned Don, he told me they were cuckold stories, and he even got us to sometimes fantasize about his friends fucking me, which was a lot of fun for us. He admitted that all his friends are better hung than him, and I played along, making him describe their cocks and balls in detail. Unless he was just making it all up, he seemed remarkably familiar with their genitals, and it was hard not to glance at their crotches when we were together.

There was one other change in Don after reading those cuckold stories. We have been into mutual oral sex since our first date, but after reading those cuckold stories, he started eating me out after we fucked too. I hadn’t realized that he was so much into the cuckold thing, but I sure wasn’t complaining.

My Relationship with Jim Evolves

I was busy the first couple of days at my new job, taking care of all the new employee orientation matters and getting up to speed on my duties. I also met the people in the finance department, and the executives and their assistants in the other departments. By the end of that first week I was into my duties, and Jim was impressed by how proficient I am with spreadsheets, as I summarized various reports and financial statements from our subsidiaries.

The second week was more festive in the office, leading up to the holiday, and Jim was spending more time with me. After showing my abilities with financial matters, he was giving me more projects that might have previously gone to the accountants in our department. We were also talking more about non-business subjects, like home and family, getting to know each other better.

I couldn’t help being attracted to Jim, who was forty-three at the time. His wife, Janet, was forty-one. Jim is six feet and one inch tall and fit at what looked to be one hundred and eighty-five pounds. With his light brown hair and blue eyes, he looks a lot like the actor, Bradley Cooper. He’s charming too, when he wants to be, and even though I’ve heard him having tense conversations with other of his direct reports, he’s always nice, and at times almost deferential to me.

Jim even told me to let him know if anyone was impolite to me. He let me know in a sexually suggestive way, saying, “You know, Judy, if you wore a bra, your substantial assets might not be quite so active when you walk around the office. I’m not complaining, mind you, and in fact encourage it. But if any of the men get too mouthy, let me know.”

Except for one issue Don kept from me, that I’ll get into later, he and I have never kept secrets from each other. And we’d get into our teasing mood again when I’d tell him how good-looking and nice Jim is, and how much I’m attracted to him. And even though it had been years since we’d fantasized about me fucking his friends, he got us started fantasizing about Jim.

Don Meets Jim at the Christmas Party

We had already fantasized about Jim fucking me, by the time we went to the Christmas party, and Don was eager to meet him. Jim arranged to have Don and me sit at the table with him and his wife, and Don tapped his knee against my knee every time Jim complimented me about my work in front of everyone, and looked so intensely at me.

Don was impressed with Jim too, and even a little deferential to him. Don has a blue-collar job and mindset, and he’s always been respectful of executives like Jim, especially after I told him that Jim has an MBA. Don didn’t have the grades to be college material, and he regrets some of his decisions earlier in life.

But Don still respects those who have gotten a good education and are able to advance in the business world. I have long been accustomed to working with senior executives in companies, and although I’m respectful of them, I don’t hold them in awe as Don does. I know them to be human, like the rest of us. I was starting to think that Jim’s position in life and being my boss made Don more receptive to fantasizing about him fucking me. Don hadn’t been that way with previous bosses of mine, though, and I guessed that our perspectives were changing with age.

We had several drinks before dinner, and then wine, followed by more drinks after dinner when the band started playing. We were all in the holiday spirit, and after Jim danced with Janet a couple of times and Don danced with me, Jim asked, “Don, would you mind if I danced with your lovely wife?”

Don replied, “Of course, Jim, I’d like to ask Janet to dance with me too.”

The dance floor was crowded with over fifty couples dancing, and it was obvious that Jim steered us to a far corner of the dance floor, and out of sight of Don and Janet. He was holding me close, and with the difference in height my big breasts were pressed and bulging against his lower chest. I was wearing my finest evening wear, a black, low-cut silk dress, with no bra and a thong for panties.

Jim had one hand in mine, and the other below the small of my back, pressing and rubbing the top of my ass. He said, “I’m so happy you joined our company, Judy. You’re not only intelligent and effective at your job, but you’re also a vision of loveliness. I love having you in my arms, and I hope that we can get to know each other better, a lot better.”

I rubbed his lower back with my hand, grazing the top of his ass, and I wanted him to know my feelings. I said, “I feel truly fortunate to be working for you, Jim, and like the way you watch out for my well-being. I think you’re a handsome man, and I can’t help being attracted to you.”

He held me more tightly, and said, “I’m pleased you feel that way, Judy, and I love the way you look at me. Sometimes I feel like I could fall into those sparkling, emerald green eyes of yours. Let’s just hope that Don doesn’t become aware that you’re even the least bit attracted to me.”

I rubbed lower on his ass, as he did the same to me, and laughed, saying, “Oh, don’t worry, Jim, I’ve already told Don that I’m attracted to you. We don’t keep any secrets from each other. We’ve always been open that way.”

My comments might have sounded a little too much like an open marriage to Jim, which I wasn’t implying at that time, so I was surprised when he leaned down to kiss me. He didn’t care who was around us on the dance floor, as his desire spilled over into a passionate, tongue-probing kiss. We kissed that way for what seemed like a minute, which is a long time with so many other employees and their spouses around.

I loved kissing him, though, and when we broke the kiss, I teasingly let him know the possibilities, saying, “I loved your kiss, Jim, and would do it again, but I have to let you know that when I said that Don and I are open with each other, I wasn’t saying that we have an open marriage, at least not yet. But what about you and Janet? How would she feel if she knew that we kissed?”

He smiled and said, “I don’t think my wife would be as understanding as I’m hoping Don will be, if you tell him. Let’s just say that things have gotten a little dispassionate at home, and well, you must know that most men are attracted to you.”

Then Jim kissed me again, and that time he dropped his hand down to fully cup my ass. And when we broke the kiss, I teasingly whispered in his ear, “You have a nice touch, Jim.”

We went back to the table and found that Don and Janet were just returning as well, and we spent the rest of the evening talking and laughing. Then we left for home, and I decided not to tell Don about kissing Jim, until we were in bed.

Don’s Reaction to Me Kissing Jim

We were in bed and still a little woozy from drinking at the party, when I asked, “How’d your dance go with Janet, honey? Did you guys kiss or anything?”

He looked at me curiously, and responded, “Hell no, Judy, I wouldn’t take the risk of making a move on a woman with her status like that. But wait. Why are you asking me that?”

I answered, “Please don’t be upset with me, honey, but I might have given Jim the wrong idea, and he kissed me.”

He looked at me intently as I explained the conversation leading up to the kiss, the kiss, the second kiss, and I described how passionate the kisses were.

Don started moving down to eat me out, as he asked, “Did you like it, and did it make you wet to kiss him that way? Was there anything else you did with him?”

He was eating me out as I described Jim first rubbing the top of my ass and then cupping both cheeks in his hand. He sucked me harder when I got to the cupping part, and I orgasmed in his mouth. Afterwards, I said, “Of course I was wet, honey, having a man like that pay me so much attention.”

Don came back up to ask, “What happens next, honey? I mean, you’ve given him mixed signals. You said that we don’t have an open marriage, but then clarified it as ‘at least not yet’. And by kissing him so passionately, and letting him rub your ass, he’s gotten a strong signal from you.”

I responded, “We both enjoyed fantasizing about me fucking Jim, and now that we’ve kissed and had that other contact, I’m sure that I want to do it for real. We don’t need to decide all this right now though, honey. We can proceed with me being more and more receptive to him, over time, and I know we’ll love incorporating everything that happens into our fantasies, making them more erotic for us.

“But in fairness to all of us, we need to decide together, right now, if we, and especially you are willing to see me with another man. I have to tell you that even though we have a great marriage, it is arousing for me to be pursued by a man like him. I know that next week he’ll ask me how you reacted when I told you about us kissing.

“It would be easy to lie and say how pissed you are and then ending it. Or I can tease him a little saying it excites you, making it easy for him. Or maybe there’s another approach, where we acquiesce to the power he has over us as my boss. I could say that you like him, and are also afraid to interfere, at the risk of getting me fired, and you don’t want to make a stink about the kiss. If he’s in the mindset to dominate us, that will likely encourage him to test the limits with me and us. What do you think, honey?”

Don’s response would tell me a lot about how tuned in he was to the cuckold mentality, and I got excited when he answered, “I think I like your third option. It might be easier for us emotionally to feel like we’re being forced to submit to him, and he might like the feeling of being in control that way.”

I said, “Okay, honey, I’ll tell him that when he pursues me further, and I think he’s going to like having us submit to him. You’ve read enough of those cuckold stories to know where all of this will likely lead. Are you really ready to clean my pussy of his cum, and maybe even suck his cock?”

Don was nervous as he replied, “I haven’t thought all of this through, so we’ll just have to see if it goes that far.”

Talking with Jim, More Intimacy, and Don’s Reaction

I was on pins and needles all day Monday, waiting for some private time with Jim, but he was in and out of officers’ meetings most of the day, and I left while he was still in with Phil, the president. I didn’t have much time with him on Tuesday, either, until he invited me to go to lunch with him. It isn’t out of the ordinary in our company for executives to take their assistants to lunch, so I wasn’t worried about the way it might look to others.

Jim took me to a nice restaurant, and he asked for a table in a quiet area in the back, where we sat next to each other, instead of across. We ordered, and he said, “Sorry it’s been so hectic, but we finally have a chance to talk now. I can’t stop thinking about our time together on the dance floor at the party, and I was wondering if you’ve told Don about it yet, and if you even told him everything?”

I answered, embellishing what Don said, saying, “I told my husband every detail, even that you’re a good kisser, and you fondled my ass. He was quiet at first, and I wasn’t sure how he would react. You can read what you want into what he told me.

“Don said, ‘Damn, honey, this is the first time you’ve cheated on me in our sixteen years of marriage, at least that I know of. I know I should be pissed, but I really like Jim, after meeting him and being together just that one time, and I’m afraid if I try to make a stink about a little kissing and ass grabbing, it might get you fired. Jim’s a formidable man, and I should probably let this go. Just do your best to resist any further advances. You’ve told me before what your previous bosses have said to you, but this is the first time it’s gone this far, with kissing and other touching.’”

Jim listened intently, and said, “Wow, that’s really something, Judy. I know I wouldn’t be that understanding if another man kissed my wife and rubbed her ass. Don almost sounds like he’s resigned to the fact I’ll be pursuing you further, and he’s not talking about doing anything to stop it. I’m really attracted to you, and have no reason to stop, based just on his weak response. If it helps to keep Don on board with it, you can tell him that I have threatened you. So, I guess it‘s between you and your husband, Judy, and I’d like to know how you feel about it.”

I responded, “I enjoyed being with you at the party too, Jim, and I’d also like to take things farther. But you must understand that I won’t break my vow to my husband to never lie to him. Maybe if we take it slow, and I’m confessing incrementally more intimate details as we go, he’ll periodically get upset, but then accept things as a new normal.

“That’s conceptually like the tale of the boiling frog. If you put a frog in a pot of boiling water it’ll jump out, but if you put it in a pot of tepid water, and slowly increase the heat, it will remain until it boils to death. It might be just a matter of getting Don used to our increasing levels of heat, until finally…”

I purposely let my comment trail off, not wanting to say something so blatant when Jim could assume my meaning. He reached under the table and took my hand in his, resting on my knee, and said, “My vote is that we finish our lunch quickly, to save time for stopping by the park for a few minutes. I want to give you more to confess.”

There’s a beautiful city park between our office and the restaurant, with a parking lot that wasn’t busy, given the holiday season. I loved riding in his plush Lexus, and Jim parked towards the back. It felt like a date, as we talked for a few minutes, and then we moved back and reclined our seats, as he leaned across the console to kiss me.

It was a little uncomfortable as we kissed in the car, an even longer, wet, tongue-probing kiss than at the party. Jim pulled my hand to his lap, before reaching over to rub the side of my breast, and I pulled my hand back. He broke our kiss momentarily to ask why, and I answered, “Remember, small steps, Jim, so my husband can heat up slowly.”

He rubbed the side of my melon-sized breast and weighed it in his hand and kissed me harder and harder as he felt the shape and weight of my boobs. Then he slipped his hand under my blouse and sighed when he felt my supple flesh. My breasts are relatively firm for their size, with the nicest natural sag, and I can almost hear most men sigh when they see them swaying, shifting, and jiggling as I move about.

When we finally broke our kiss, straightened up, and headed to the office, Jim said, “How many more steps before I can get my mouth on your amazing breasts?”

I laughed and said, “You’re the first man, besides my husband, who’s touched my breasts in sixteen years, Jim. Most men can’t resist undressing me with their eyes, just like you did during our interview, and you’ll have them in your mouth soon enough.”

Don was eating me out after he fucked me as I told him about my experience with Jim in the park. He was excited that Jim got his hand on my bare breasts, and his biggest question was only a little surprising to me. Don asked, “Do you mean that Jim pulled your hand to his lap, and you pulled it away? Did you get any feel of how big his cock is?”

I answered, “Damn, honey, another man is kissing your wife and feeling her bare breasts, and all you can think to ask me is about the size of his cock? I did feel a hard lump but couldn’t tell the size. I’m sure I’ll find out more about that later. For now, I’m just going to be looking for ways to keep him interested, until our next opportunity to be intimate.”

Easily Getting Jim Aroused

We were busy with work for the next week or so, and didn’t have time for any intimacy, other than a touch on my hand when we were close to each other. Then Jim walked into the break room one day, when I was having lunch with three other ladies, and he overheard that the conversation was about what each of us wears to bed at night. He didn’t hear my answer, but he called me into his office when most everyone else had left for the day.

He said, “I don’t mean to be nosy, Judy, but it sounded like you and the other ladies were talking about your bedtime attire. I’m really interested to know what you wear to bed.”

That was a perfect opportunity to get him aroused, and I smiled coyly as I answered, “That’s easy, Jim, I don’t wear anything at all to bed.”

My answer got him excited, and he said, “Oh my goodness, Judy, I have the most arousing image in my mind of you lying in bed naked, with your voluptuous body on display. Does Don appreciate you sleeping like that?”

I piqued his interest further with a white lie, saying, “Yes, Jim, he sleeps nude too, and that works out nicely for us. We have an active sex life, even after sixteen years of marriage, and we’re easily accessible to each other that way.”

His face was flushed with desire, as he said, “I’m trying to imagine what that’s like. Please tell me more.”

I wanted to know how playful he was, and smiled as I asked, “I have to ask, Jim, how much do you want to know? The overview or all the graphic details? I don’t want to embarrass you.”

He replied, “Please embarrass me, Judy, tell me everything.”

I continued my embellishment, saying, “Imagine me lying in bed in an almost prone position, with my left knee pulled up, and my torso at about a forty-five-degree angle to the bed. That spreads out my ass and crotch area from the rear, and if Don’s in the mood, he’ll spoon in behind me, with his cock pressed against my ass, and reach over to fondle my breasts.”

Jim was behind his desk and I was in front, but I could see that he was trying to hide that he was rubbing his cock, as I resumed, “If I’m receptive, which I am most of the time, he turns around in a sixty-nine with his front to my back, and leans in to lick and suck my ass, as he moves towards my pussy. He loves eating me out that way, with his chin in my ass, and sucking my pussy from behind.”

He was more openly rubbing his cock then, and I asked, “Is this too real for you, Jim, or should I continue? We don’t want you to wear that thing out by rubbing it too hard.”

Jim could hardly speak, and he nodded ‘yes’, as I said, “If I’m still receptive, and I don’t know who wouldn’t be, Don moves back a little as I roll towards him, and then we continue a mutual sixty-nine. We sometimes suck each other to orgasm, but most of the time we suck each other for a while, and then he turns around to fuck me, while alternately sucking my tits and kissing me.

“Neither of us lasts long after all the foreplay, and I love that primal look of lust on his face when his cock throbs, and he inseminates me. Then we give each other a special treat, and turn around in a sixty-nine again, while he sucks my pussy clean, and I suck his soft, oozing cock.”

Jim looked at me with glazed eyes, as he said, “Holy shit, Judy, I’m lucky to get a ‘wham bam thank you ma’am’ missionary fuck from Janet, and she’s never allowed any kind of oral sex. Why would you even be interested in me, when you have that kind of sex life at home?”

I responded, “I like you, Jim, and I’ve sensed some unrequited passion in you that I’d like to bring out. This would be a first for me, being passionate with another woman’s husband, and I don’t know for sure that Don will go along with it, or if I can do it.”

Jim said, “Close my door and then come stand next to me, Judy, so I can show you what your little story has done to me. Most everyone else has gone home, and if someone does come in, it’ll just look like you’re going over some of your work with me.”

I closed the door and moved to stand next to Jim on his left side and was delighted to see a huge bulge in his pants. Nothing was said as he moved his left hand under my skirt, rubbing and stroking my inner thighs, and he pulled my right hand to his crotch. I kept it there as he pushed down his zipper, and he helped me pull out his cock, which was soaking wet with precum. I smelled his precum and my own wet arousal, as his hand inched closer to my pussy

Jim’s cock is uncircumcised, and so thick that my fingers just barely touched around it. I felt the bulging, prominent veins on the surface of his meat, and as I began stroking it, realized that his cock is at least nine inches long. At the same time, he pushed his fingers past the gusset of my white cotton bikini panties, and into my receptive, wet pussy.

He was breathing rapidly and I thought getting close to ejaculation. I knew it would be reckless to risk ejaculating on his pants and then possibly getting caught like that when he went home. So, as he tried to reach for some tissues, I stepped back, pulling his fingers from my pussy, and turned his chair towards me.

Just as I was leaning down to take his cock into my mouth, I asked, “We can’t let you go home with a mess in your pants, can we, Jim?”

He moaned when he felt my lips struggle to take in the head of his massive cock, and I only got to suck it for what seemed like less than a minute, when his cock began to jerk and pulse, as squirt after squirt of his tasty cum filled my mouth. I kept swallowing and sucking for more, as he held my head in place on his thick meat. It felt and tasted like he ejaculated much more cum than Don, or any of the other men I’ve been with, shoots, and I’m sure the excitement of being sucked off by another man’s adulterous wife helped produce the big load.

I sucked him dry and pulled back, as Jim said, “I haven’t had a blowjob since college, and never one as good as that. Holy shit, Judy, you’re an amazing woman. And now, I think you really have something juicy and tasty to tell your husband.”

It was still important not to let Jim know how motivated both Don and I are, and I acted like I was a little worried, saying, “Whoa, Jim, this one is going to be tense. That was hardly a baby step, with me sucking you off and swallowing your cum, and you getting your fingers wet. But at least I’ve discovered for myself what a marvelous package you have swinging between your legs. If I’m ever going fuck a man other than my husband, I’m hoping it’s you. I can’t imagine why Janet isn’t all over you to suck that big thing.”

Telling Don Everything

We were in bed, and Don was eating me out, as I told him every detail of my experience with Jim that day. He sucked my pussy and clit even harder when I got to the part about Jim ejaculating in my mouth and me swallowing his cum.

Don came back next to me and said, “Damn, honey, you actually sucked him off and swallowed his cum, and he finger-fucked your wet pussy? Fuck, baby, tell me about his cock; is it that much bigger than mine? And shit, why’d you have to brush your teeth right after you got home?”

I got the feeling that Don wanted me to demean him a little, by comparing his cock unfavorably to Jim’s, and I described it in minute detail, before saying, “Yes, honey, his cock is not only half again as long as yours, but it’s also much thicker. I can only imagine what his thick meat will feel like in my pussy.”

Don asked, “Oh shit, baby, when is your next chance to be alone with Jim, and how far do you plan to go with it?”

I answered in a way to elicit Don’s input, to make him a part of it, saying, “I’ve told Jim that you’re afraid to intervene, and we just needed to take it slow. He's confident that he’s going to be able to fuck me soon, but what do you think the next step should be? He’s taking the twenty people in our department to a skybox outing at the Toyota Center next week, and he’ll probably find a way to be alone with me after the Rockets game. How would we get together and how far should I go with him?”

Don was excited, and replied, “If you take several cars or vans, just make sure you’re in the one with him, or maybe even he should drive, and let everyone else out first. Or, maybe you could hang around in the skybox after everyone else leaves, with an excuse of cleaning up. It’s up to you how far you go, but after a lot of kissing, you should at least let him suck your boobs, and see if he has a taste for pussy. Maybe a sixty-nine and get off in each other’s mouths. And if you suck him off again, I don’t want you to brush or wash out your mouth until you get home and kiss me.”

After the Skybox

Jim justified bringing me with him and his staff to the Rockets game, telling everyone that I was the hostess for the evening. We rode there from the office in two chauffeured rental vans, and I did help his team out, even serving drinks. Jim focused his attention on the accountants, and no one could have suspected that Jim and I were becoming closer, both emotionally and sexually.

The vans dropped all of us off back at the office parking lot, and after Jim bid farewell to the others, he said, “I didn’t think there was any way for us to get together at the game, and I’m not up for fucking around in my car again. Let’s go up to my office for a few minutes, since the cleaning crew is finished by now, and we can have some privacy on the couch up there.”

We quickly went upstairs and got settled on his cushy, leather couch, and Jim didn’t hesitate to lean over and kiss me, while fondling my breasts. I also began rubbing his crotch, and his cock quickly hardened. Jim was confident in his ability to have his way with me, and he lifted my blouse, before laying across my lap to suck my breasts.

The look on his face was priceless, as he gazed at my pendulous breasts before sucking them, and he said, “Oh my goodness, Judy, every man in this office would love to be where I am right now. Even, Phil, the president, has seen you and commented on how hot you are. Your breasts are so full and firm, and I could get lost in them.”

He was laying across my lap from my right side, and sucking my left areola and nipple, as I began unfastening his pants with my right hand, while cradling his head with my left arm. He lifted his hips to help me push down his pants and underwear, and I was rubbing not only his big cock, but also his egg-sized, low-hanging balls that I hadn’t seen before.

Jim had been sucking my left breast for about ten minutes, and when he pulled back to try to get up and move to the other side, I leaned down to his cock and began sucking it, as I stretched out on the couch. Jim quickly unfastened my skirt and pushed it down, along with my panties, which were soaking wet, and he began sucking my pussy.

We were in that side-by-side sixty-nine for only a few minutes, before he rolled on top of me, and began fucking my mouth and throat with his huge cock. I loved the way he was taking charge, and I held his ass with both hands, as he did mine, and we continued sucking each other.

Jim only lasted a few minutes, before he quickened his strokes, and then held still as he inseminated my mouth, and I had an orgasm in his mouth. He stayed on top of me as his cock softened, and he slowly stroked my mouth, until I pulled his cock out and moved farther back to suck his big balls.

I sucked his balls as Jim said, “Oh fuck, Judy, Janet would never suck my cock, much less swallow my cum, and now you’re sucking my balls, which is something else she would never do.”

He resumed sucking my pussy as I sucked his testicles and hairy scrotum, and then moved farther back to suck his long, bulging perineum. Jim followed my lead and began sucking my taint, but when I moved farther and began rimming his ass, he didn’t do the same for me.

We finally sat up and he lay across my lap from my left side, sucking my right breast, and he shied away when I tried to kiss him, probably since I had been sucking his ass. He sucked my right breast for another ten minutes, and then pulled back to say, “This has been amazing, Judy, but it’s getting late now, and we’d better get home. You’ve definitely got more to tell Don about now, although I would have loved to fuck you tonight.”

Don sucked my pussy as I told him everything Jim and I did together, and then we fucked. After he sucked his cum out of my pussy, he asked, “Fuck, Judy, you sucked Jim off again and even sucked his balls and ass? It’s a wonder that you two didn’t fuck with all that going on. But please tell me about his cock and balls again.”

I described in detail Jim’s big cock head, foreskin, thick veins, and then talked about his huge balls that tasted so good, and Don’s cock got hard again. I laughed and said, “Someday, Don, you’re going to have to tell me why hearing about Jim’s cock and balls turns you on so much. I’m beginning to think that you might be as attracted to cocks as you are to pussy.”

Don said, “Never mind all that for now. When do you think you can get together with Jim again, and maybe fuck, and if possible, where I can be there to watch?”

I replied, “The perfect opportunity is coming up. Jim, his directors, and their spouses are attending our company meeting at the industry convention in Memphis next month, and he said he could justify inviting me and you, since I’ll be managing the slide presentations and lectures for all our company executives. It should be easy to find a way to get him in our room at least a couple of times over the five days and four nights we’re there. Then we’ll see if you really do want to watch me being fucked by another man.”

Convention in Memphis

We arrived in Memphis a little after noon on Monday, and Don relaxed by the pool as I worked with the hotel audio/visual staff to test their equipment and to load our company presentations. Don was planning on relaxing by the pool again on Tuesday but was signed up for playing in the golf tournament on Wednesday. Then Don and I joined Jim and his wife, Janet, for an informal dinner and drinks in the hotel lounge area.

It was a little after 10:30 pm, when Janet said, “I don’t mean to be a party pooper, but I’m taking the early morning spouse’s tour of Elvis Presley’s Graceland home, and need my sleep. Have fun but don’t be up too late, Jim, you need to be fresh for your presentation tomorrow.”

There was almost a minute of uncomfortable silence, with just the three of us there, and Jim finally broke the ice, saying, “Don, I know that Judy has told you how fond of her I am, and I can’t get over how, uh, uh, you know, how understanding of and accepting you are about our, well, our relationship.”

Don was playing into the unequal power aspects of our relationship, and said, “I just want Judy to be happy, Jim, and I don’t want to do anything to jeopardize her position with your company. And besides, I like you and know that Judy likes you too. What are your plans to take advantage of all this here in Memphis?”

Jim answered, “We have our company presentations tomorrow all day, and then at night is the formal company dinner dance. I’ll tell Janet that I’m going to play poker with some of the other officers after dancing for a little while. Then I’d like to join Judy in your room. What will you be doing while I’m with her, Don?”

Don replied, “I can see that Judy hasn’t told you everything about us. If a man such as yourself, with a big cock, is going to take my wife, then I’m going to be there to watch.”

I joined in, saying, “I’m glad we’ve had this chance to discuss this a little before tomorrow night, and I can hardly wait to get together with my two favorite men.”

Don Becomes My Cuckold on Tuesday Night

Jim behaved himself during our great dinner on Tuesday night, and even kept his distance on the dance floor, likely not wanting to take any risks before coming to our room. We did have quite a few drinks, though, and finally left the ballroom at about 11:00 pm, with Jim taking Janet to their room, before heading to his ‘poker’ game.

We were all fully clothed when Jim arrived with another drink in his hand, and as Don moved over to sit in a chair by the bed, Jim looked over at him, and asked, “Are you sure this is okay with you, Don? I don’t want to have to deal with an enraged, jealous husband or anything.”

Don smiled, and replied, “I can hardly wait to see my beautiful Judy taken by another man for the first time in our marriage. I hope you have the equipment, desire, and capability to live up to what Judy has told me about you and make her adultery worth it.”

Jim and I hugged and kissed deeply as he unzipped the back of my cocktail dress, as I unfastened and unzipped his pants. Then we broke our kiss and finished undressing ourselves, and I couldn’t help noticing how intently Don was staring at Jim’s big cock and balls swinging between his legs, as we moved onto the bed.

We kissed as Jim fondled my pendulous breasts, before moving down to suck them, with his hardening cock pressed again my thigh. When I looked over at Don, I saw that he had taken off his shoes, pants, and underwear, and was stroking his rock-hard cock, while watching me being taken by my boss.

Jim moved on top of me, between my legs, as he continued sucking my breasts, and I felt his huge, hard cock pressing into my labia. Don moved from the chair to the end of the bed to watch as Jim pushed inch after inch of his thick cock into my married pussy, until he bottomed out, and then began taking long, slow strokes. I was already moaning loudly and cumming on his thick meat, as I felt his big balls slapping against my ass and inner thighs. I also felt Don as he moved onto the bed, sliding up between our legs to get a closer look, so close that I felt his hot breath.

Jim began taking faster strokes as he pulled off my breasts, and said, “Fuck, Judy, your tight, wet pussy is gripping my cock like a vise, and this is the best fuck I’ve had in years. I’m so happy that you and Don are willing to share you and your fantastic body with me.”

His pace increased until after about five minutes, I felt Jim’s cock swell further, begin to throb, and his big load of cum was shooting into my womb. I loved the feeling of being inseminated by a man other than Don for the first time since we got married, and It was overwhelming being taken like a whore, right in front of my husband.

Jim slowly stroked my pussy with his softening cock, and finally pulled out with a loud slurping sound. He then rolled over onto his back next to me, as Don moved up and covered my pussy with his mouth. Jim looked on smiling as Don sucked and slurped on my just-fucked pussy, and he had to have a feeling of superiority watching my husband slurp up his leavings.

Then something happened that was shocking at first, although not altogether surprising, given some of the comments Don had made. Don moved over to suck Jim’s slimy cock, but Jim didn’t seem that surprised. Don didn’t just lick Jim’s cock clean either. He took it fully into his mouth and sucked it, and it was apparent to me that he had done that before to some other cock or cocks in the past.

Don sucked Jim’s cock until it was long since clean and even starting to harden, before he moved down to suck the cum off Jim’s big balls. Jim was accepting of Don sucking him, and he leaned over, and just before kissing me, he said, “Holy shit, Judy, this is what I call full family service.”

Jim fondled my breasts and kissed me as he leaned partially my way, with Don alternately sucking his cock and balls for another ten minutes. Don finally pulled away, and Jim laughed, before saying, “I was happy that you were so accepting of me being with your Judy, Don, and glad you’ve taken to your cuckold role.”

Jim stayed in our room for another two hours, with Don periodically sucking his cock and balls while Jim and I kissed, until Jim was ready to fuck me again. Then he fucked me again with slow, deliberate strokes, as Don moved all the way between our legs, and moved in unison with Jim, sometimes sucking his balls, and sometimes rimming him.

It was almost 2:00 am when Jim got dressed to go back to his room, and before leaving, he said, “I’m happy that tonight went this well, and hopeful that you’ll let me come back tomorrow night, with a surprise. I’ve been telling Phil about our evolving relationship, Judy, and it would be helpful to me and my career if you’d let him into your bed too. His wife has gone cold on him, and with Don being so accepting of his role, he can help keep one of us busy when the other is between your legs.”

I looked at Don, and he said, “That’s fine with me if it’s okay with Judy, and I’m looking forward to seeing what Phil’s got between his legs.”

Jim was pleased when I agreed, and he said, “Don, I’ve arranged for you to be in my foursome with Phil, me, and Jeff, our marketing vice president tomorrow. I thought it might be good for you to get to know Phil a little before he becomes intimate with Judy.”

Finding Out About Don’s Attraction to Cocks

After Jim left, I said, “Damn, honey, you’ve asked me several questions about Jim’s cock, but I had no idea that you would chow down on his meat like that. Where did that come from?”

Don looked embarrassed, and he answered, “I’ve never had the courage to tell you, honey, but I had some experiences sucking my friends’ cocks in high school, and some of them had big cocks like you described Jim’s being. I was becoming obsessed with trying it again.”

I asked, “Well, how did that get started in high school, and were you the only cock sucker in your group?”

He looked shyly down at the floor as he responded, “Three of my friends and I were drunk one weekend, sleeping over with Tommy, and we started a game of ‘truth or dare’. Tommy dared me to suck his cock, and I was just drunk enough to try it, but I made my friends promise to try it too. I just intended to take his big cock into my mouth for a few seconds, but he held my head in place as he fucked my mouth, as all my friends laughed.”

“To make a long story short, after he ejaculated in my mouth, I realized how much I liked the taste and texture of his cock and cum, and I ended up sucking all of them twice each that night. No one offered to suck me, and I soon became a cum dump for my friends on nights when they didn’t get laid. I couldn’t control my urges to suck my friends.”

I said, “Damn, honey, you never told me about that, after I told you about the sex I had with all those boys and men. From the way you were so eager to suck Jim’s cock, balls, and ass tonight, I’m guessing that those urges have returned with a vengeance. But shit, if you’re willing to let me fuck other men, if you get to suck their cocks, then that’s fine with me. At least now I know why you’ve always had a taste for eating your own cum from my pussy. In all honesty, I’ve been wanting some bigger cocks for a long time.”

Wednesday on the Golf Course

We had planned for me to lay out by the pool on Wednesday, while Don went to play golf, and I could hardly wait for him to come back and tell me how things went with Phil. He got back to our room at about 2:00 pm, after playing their morning round, showering in the club, and having lunch in the clubhouse.

I asked Don how the golf game went, and he answered, “It was amazing, honey. Phil wanted me, a lowly electrician, to ride in the cart with him, and I found him to be a nice guy. He asked me about my work, and we talked about the company some, for the first couple of hours when we downed a couple of beers each. I think he wanted to get me boozed up a little before talking about fucking you, since he didn’t realize how much we both want it.

“We were just starting on the back nine, when Phil drove the cart across the course from the others, and said, ‘Jim’s been telling me about the great affection he has for your wife, and how accepting you are of it and him, are you’re especially impressed with his big cock. Judy’s a beautiful woman, and if big cock is what both of you are attracted to, then I think you’ll both be impressed with mine.’

“Phil paused while we got out to hit our next shots, and then he continued, ‘I appreciate you agreeing to let me join the three of you tonight, and I thought you might like a feel of what you and Judy will be sucking and fucking.’ And then, holy shit, honey, he pulled my hand over to his crotch, and placed in on the soft, but thick cock lump laying across his thigh.”

I said, “Holy shit is right, honey. Does it feel at least as big as Jim’s cock?”

Don replied, “It feels bigger to me, and since we weren’t near anyone at the time, he unzipped and guided my hand inside. It is thick and was already slickened with precum. I stroked it for a minute or so, in the confines of his pants, and then pulled my hand off to lick off his precum. Phil was smiling, and said, ‘I’m glad you like it, Don. Maybe we can get into the same shower stall after our round, and you can suck my cock and balls for a few minutes. But I want to save my first load of the day for Judy’s pussy.’”

I asked, “Oh my, Don, did you really suck his cock in the shower?”

He answered, “Yes, and it’s a little longer and thicker than Jim’s, and he enjoyed me sucking his cock and egg-sized, low-hanging balls too. You’re in for a treat tonight.”

Wednesday and Thursday Nights and Beyond

Jim and Phil came to our room on Wednesday night, and Jim deferred to his boss for the first ride in my pussy. It was a scene of total debauchery as Phil was on me sucking my tits and fucking me with his huge cock, while Jim lay beside us with Don between his legs, sucking his cock and balls. Jim also saved himself for my pussy, and he fucked me after Don sucked Phil’s cum out of me.

They stayed with us for three hours with the men taking turns sucking my tits and fucking me, and Don sucking their cocks when they were either relaxing or needed to be fluffed to fuck me. Don and I slept in on Thursday, since my official duties were over, and we lay by the pool and relaxed in our room, as Phil and Jim attended some of the industry work sessions, and also spent time looking at the displays on the convention floor.

Then they came to our room again on Thursday night for additional rounds of ‘poker’, and Don and I loved being receptacles for their semen and sperm. We had a group breakfast on Friday morning, before our flight back to Houston, and it was amusing seeing Jim and Phil with their wives, acting all innocent, while still sneaking glances and smiles at Don and me.

We embraced our new cuckold lifestyle back in Houston, with Jim and Phil stopping by our home when they needed relief from either Don or me, and they even introduced us to two other officers who also wanted to drain their cocks in my wanton, married pussy. Don also became more active as a cock sucker after that, sucking a couple of the men he works with, and one of our neighbors.