Chris woke up the next morning to his wife lying between his legs, her warm tongue bathing the underside of his flaccid shaft. “Good morning, lover,” she purred as she felt her husband start to stir. “I thought the new head of sales deserved a special wakeup. I hope you don’t mind.” As she spoke, she wrapped her manicured hand around his shaft, bringing it to life as Chris wiped the sleep from his eyes.

“How did I get so lucky to marry such an amazing girl?” he sighed as he ran his fingers through her hair. Ashley purred lovingly from between the sheets, her tongue circling his head, willing it to life. “God, I love when you do that,” he said, letting out a long sigh as he pushed his head back down on the pillow.

Once his dick was completely hard, she smiled to herself and engulfed it with her mouth, running her tongue along its underside as her hand continued to pump his shaft. She loved the way she could get him hard. Being able to watch and feel her man’s arousal grow filled her with some primal urge she couldn’t explain. Chris bucked his hips up as soon as her mouth made contact. He held his hands to her head and groaned in pleasure.

Ashley was by far the best he ever had. He couldn’t believe this was how she was waking him up this morning, but he wasn’t about to complain. Ashley took her mouth off his dick but never stopped pumping his shaft with her hand. Her mouth found one of his balls as she gently sucked it. Her tongue began swirling around it, tasting and caressing. Chris let out another low groan, and she moved and began working on the other side, gently caressing and teasing his shaft. Chris was in ecstasy. This woman knew what she was doing. He would do anything she asked as long as she never stopped sucking his dick the way she was.

Holding his dick in her hands, Ashley began licking and kissing her way from his balls up his shaft. Her beautiful face puckered and kissed every inch of his dick until she made her way to the head, where she twirled her tongue around it again, sending little shocks through his body. She kissed the head of his cock in the same intimate way she had kissed him earlier. She slowly removed her mouth from the tip of his cock and began planting soft kisses on his shaft as she stroked him. She only stopped stroking him to lick his dick from the base all the way to the head, where she swirled her tongue around again. Chris groaned in frustration and reached forward, grabbing the back of her head and pulling her down onto him. She obliged, removing her hand and letting his dick disappear into her mouth.

He held the back of her head gently as she sucked the entire length of his dick into her mouth. Chris knew he couldn’t last much longer, and so did Ashley. She reached up, running her nails along his chest as she hollowed out her cheeks and desperately worked her husband’s dick.

“Oh fuck, I’m so close.” He raised his hips off the bed as Ashley continued to work her magic, determined to suck him dry. With one final thrust, Chris grabbed the back of Ashley’s head, pushing his dick as far into her mouth as he could as he let out a long moan and rope after rope of cum hit the back of her throat.

Ashley purred seductively on her husband’s dick, doing her best to swallow every last drop and not allow any of it to spill from her mouth. She felt so powerful sitting there. The ability to literally suck the energy from a man was beyond hot for her.

As she heard the last grunt from her husband and felt his cock start to deflate in her mouth, she did her best to put on a show, allowing his cock to drop from her mouth with a ‘pop’ as she made slurping noises and swallowed the rest of his seed before falling onto the bed next to him, completely satisfied.

“What did I do to deserve that?” he asked with a smile as he turned on his side to face his wife.

“You took great care of me last night; I figured I owed you one,” she said with a grin, turning to face her husband, staring deep into his almond-colored eyes.

“Yeah, last night was crazy. I mean, it was some of the best sex of my life. Did… did you mean any of it?” His eyes shifted; she could see a hint of sadness in them but also something else… excitement?

“You mean, do I want to fuck Clayton and feel his massive, thick cock inside me?” she asked teasingly. As soon as she said it, she could see the arousal in Chris’ eyes. He couldn’t even speak; all he could do was nod. Ashley smiled sweetly and put a reassuring hand to his cheek.

“No, lover. It was all pretend. He’s way too arrogant and full of himself. He seems like the type of guy who would only worry about his own orgasm and not care if his partner finished or not. I just played along with your little game. After all, you seem to enjoy the fantasy a lot,” she said with a wink, as only then did Chris realize she once again had her hand on his dick, and despite cumming just minutes ago, he was already starting to swell.

“I can’t explain it. Maybe it’s the thought of you with someone else, or maybe it’s just the idea of something new and exciting,” he said, trying to understand his own desires.

“It’s okay, baby. We all have fantasies. The important thing is that we’re open and honest with each other about them. I can’t wait to learn what other fantasies you have,” she said, her hand slowly stroking his growing erection as she planted one last kiss on his chest and climbed out of bed to go to work.

As Ashley prepared for her shift at the hospital, she couldn’t help but think about her conversation with Chris. She had always prided herself on being open-minded and adventurous, but the idea of exploring his fantasies with him excited her in ways she hadn’t expected.

****

Clayton strolled into his compact, yet purposeful office, tucked away in a corner of town. The small team, primarily composed of sales personnel, didn't require much space, but he preferred this centralized location to keep a close eye on everyone. Even on a Saturday, the sight of his team diligently at work pleased him. Despite the excellence of his app, it required active promotion. That was precisely why he had brought Chris on board. And, of course, it didn't hurt that Chris' wife was stunningly beautiful, and completely out of his league. Clayton smirked, reminiscing about the previous night and the way Chris' innocent wife had accidentally brushed against him. He anticipated the pleasure of manipulating her to his will. However, business matters beckoned, diverting his thoughts.

As Clayton passed by Katie's desk, he noticed her hurriedly closing a window on her screen upon spotting him. This action reminded him of Katie's student debt, a burden she had taken on before joining the company. With a warm smile, he approached her desk. "Katie, could you step into my office for a moment?"

Katie gave a concerned look, then cautiously followed him to his windowless office, where he shut the door behind her. “Have a seat,” he said, gesturing to the chair in front of his desk. He took his time walking to his chair, allowing her to squirm and fear the worst.

“Katie, it seems you’ve become distracted lately at work. It feels like you’ve lost focus and commitment. You need to understand that loyalty is very important to me.”

Katie’s eyes grew wide and tears started to form. She was barely scraping by as it was, there was no way she could afford to lose this job.

“Sir, please, I’m very committed to you and this job. Just this morning, I signed three small businesses to a trial of our product and I expect them to convert to paying customers by the end of the month.”

Clayton sat calmly at the other end of the table. He knew he had her right where he wanted her, she just needed a little more pushing.

“Unfortunately, trials don’t generate revenue and I need results.” Clayton softened his facial features and smiled gently at the young woman who was on the verge of tears. “I like to think of myself as a reasonable man. I know you still have a lot of outstanding student debt, so maybe it doesn’t have to end like this. I’m willing to give you one more chance if you can prove to me that you’re loyal. Can you do that, Katie? Can you be loyal to me?”

Katie dried her eyes and returned her boss’s smile. "Yes, sir, anything you want. I promise you won’t regret it. I’ll be the most loyal person in the company.”

Katie quickly leapt from her seat and wrapped her arms around Clayton’s neck, pulling him into a hug. He smiled to himself as he returned the embrace. The poor girl had no idea what she’d just agreed to, he thought to himself as he dismissed her from his office.

Clayton spent the rest of the afternoon in his office going over emails and looking at sales numbers for his team. The popularity of his product was growing, but if they were going to start making serious money and catch the eye of investors, they needed larger companies with more lucrative deals. He sincerely hoped hiring Chris would help in that department. But even if it didn’t he knew there were other ‘incentives’ to think about. While he was considering what those possibilities might be, he came across a potential sale that caught his eye. The Morgan Group was a local company of about three thousand employees who were currently demoing the product. He decided to give their CTO, Jack, a call and see how the trial was going.

****

Chris adjusted his tie in the mirror, glancing over at Ashley, who was rifling through her wardrobe, trying to find the perfect outfit. He couldn't help but smile, staring at her perfect ass as she slid on a small black thong.

"You know, you don't have to try so hard. You always look stunning," Chris said, walking over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist, and kissing her neck.

Ashley leaned into his embrace, turning her head to meet his gaze as his hands slid up her body, cupping her large breasts, his fingers sliding over her sensitive nipples. "I just want to make a good impression. Your boss is kind of a big deal." She emphasized the word big, feeling Chris’ cock come to life against her ass as she chuckled. “Someone is having naughty thoughts.” She teased, gently rocking her hips against his growing member.

Chris chuckled, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. "You’re just so sexy. How is it you always know exactly what to say to get me all charged up?"

Ashley blushed, feeling her heart flutter at his words. “Well, these days it seems all it takes is a little shake of my hips and then mention of a large, powerful…”

Ashley couldn’t finish her sentence as Chris kissed her again with even more aggression, slipping his tongue past her lips. She happily accepted it into her mouth, sucking on it softly as her own tongue danced with his.

"I mean every word," Chris replied, pulling back slightly to look into her eyes. "You're everything to me, Ashley. I love you."

"I love you too, baby," Ashley said, smiling up at him. "Now, let me finish getting all dolled up for you." She gave him one last kiss on the cheek, then pushed him backward as she reached for her bra.

When they finished getting ready, Chris was even more taken aback by her beauty. She wore a short black cocktail dress cut low enough to show just enough of her cleavage to make any guy do a double take. The dress came up just past her knee, showcasing her long, toned legs as she walked across the room in her four-inch heels.

As they arrived at Clayton’s house, Ashley couldn't help but feel a surge of nerves. She had only met Clayton the one time at the bar, and he was nothing but respectful to her. However, she couldn’t help but feel in this short time, the lines between what was real and what was fantasy were starting to blur.

The evening started off well, with polite conversation and delicious food. However, as the night progressed, Ashley couldn't shake the feeling that Clayton was staring at her every chance he got. Clayton was his normal charming and charismatic self, with a smile that could light up a room. But tonight, there was something in his eyes, a glint of mischief that made Ashley's heart race. As they ate, he paid close attention to the way she would look to Chris when he would make a racy comment, or the way her pulse would quicken and she’d turn red when she caught him looking down her neckline. He wasn’t sure what it all meant just yet, but he knew there was more there than met the eye.

"Can I get you another drink, Ashley?" Clayton asked, his voice smooth as silk.

"Uh, no thank you; I'm fine," Ashley replied, trying to keep her composure.

Clayton leaned in closer, his breath tickling her ear. "Are you sure? It's a special blend, imported just for tonight's dinner."

Ashley felt a shiver run down her spine at his proximity. She could feel Chris's eyes on her, and she knew she should pull away, but there was something about Clayton's confidence that drew her in. She looked to Chris for guidance, who just smiled warmly and nodded.

"Maybe just a small glass," Ashley finally relented, feeling a blush creep up her cheeks.

As Clayton poured her a drink, their fingers brushed, sending a jolt of electricity through her.

She quickly pulled away, taking a sip of her drink to calm her nerves. "Thank you," Ashley said, trying to sound composed.

"My pleasure," Clayton replied, his smile widening. "I always aim to please.” He added with a wink, sending her into a coughing fit. “Care for another bet?” He asked, turning his attention back to Chris.

“What were you thinking?” Chris asked, sipping his drink as Ashley tried to regain her composure. She was happy the attention wasn’t on her anymore as she tried to slow down her pulse and the wetness between her legs.

Clayton grinned, his eyes dancing with anticipation. “I have a bottle of tequila in the kitchen. First person to finish twelve wins. Just like the old days.”

It had been years since Chris drank tequila, and he knew he would regret the decision in the morning. However, he also prided himself on never backing down from one of these bets, and he wasn’t about to stop now. “Fine, but if I win, I get to go to that big security conference in Vegas next week.”

“Vegas? I want to go!” Ashley whined as Clayton refilled her glass without her asking.

“And Ashley gets to go with me.”

Clayton thought about the proposal for a minute before nodding in agreement. “Deal, but there are going to be a lot of prospects at that conference, so you better bring your A-game.” The two friends shook hands, making the bet official, and Clayton lined up two rows of shot glasses on the kitchen counter. “Pace yourself, I don’t want any vomit on my floor.”

Ashley was made the judge in case it was a photo finish. She nervously drank her wine as the two men got in position. She had never seen Chris drink this much before, so she wasn’t sure what to expect, but she couldn’t deny the excitement of a possible trip to Las Vegas.

Ashley said, “Go,” and the two friends began throwing back their shots.

Clayton started off strong, but after the third shot, he had to take a minute to catch his breath. This gave Chris the time he needed to catch up and take the lead. Ashley watched nervously, drinking her wine to help calm her nerves. Clayton smiled to himself, his plan was working perfectly. He made it a show to try to catch back up with Chris, but after his eighth shot he made it a whole production about how much he was struggling. This seemed to give Chris renewed energy as he powered through the last four shots with ease, causing Ashley to squeal and jump into Chris’ arms.

The room was already spinning for Chris, and as Ashley leapt into his arms it was all he could do to catch her before falling to the floor with a laugh.

“Good job, baby!” Ashley said again, planting a kiss on his lips. Chris moaned into her mouth, running his hands up the side of her legs.

“Yes, good job indeed. I’ve gotta say, I thought I had you there for a minute. I can’t believe you were able to drink that much.” Clayton’s words brought Chris back to reality, and he broke the kiss with his wife to give a cheerful smile to his friend.

“Well look, it’s getting late, and you two are clearly in no position to drive. I’ll convert the sofa into a pull-out and you can sleep here tonight.”

Chris opened his mouth to protest, but as he did the room started spinning again, and he knew it was pointless to argue. Instead, he slowly pulled himself off the floor and lifted Ashley, who was also staggering after having finished an entire bottle of wine.

“That’s probably for the best.” Chris said a little too loudly as he started giggling for no apparent reason.

As Clayton disappeared to prepare the bed, Ashley kissed her husband again. “I can’t believe we finally get to go to Vegas. We’ve talked about going for so long. I’ll have to call work in the morning and make sure I can get my PTO approved, but it shouldn’t be hard.”

Chris kissed her back, his fingers drawing little circles on her ass, causing the bottom of her dress to ride up a bit. “I’m so happy, baby. It feels like our luck is finally turning around.”

Ashley agreed, kissing his neck softly; the wine from the night was starting to take effect on her.

“It’s all like a dream come true. Maybe I should march into the living room and show Clayton just how much we appreciate him,” she teased as she heard Chris’ breath catch and felt his manhood press against her thigh.

“You’re so naughty. Did you see the way he was looking at you all night? He was practically eye-fucking you right in front of me.” As he spoke, his fingers continued to play with her ass, causing her to squirm in his arms.

“It’s too bad he only did it with his eyes. Maybe I would have let him have me right there on the table if he tried.” Ashley teased, feeling her husband start to surrender to the fantasy.

Just outside the kitchen, Clayton stood watching. If Chris had opened his eyes, he would have seen Clayton come back to the room. He licked his lips as he watched the back of Ashley’s dress ride up, her toned ass coming into view.

“Fucking beautiful,” he said to himself, noticing the wet spot on the front of her panties as she grinded against her husband. He wished he was close enough to hear what they were saying, but he could only make out a few words here and there, most of the words a mumbled mess. Despite his desire to stay and watch, he didn’t want the young couple to see him standing there and suddenly get uneasy around him. Instead, he took a step back and made it a point to make a bit of noise before appearing back in the kitchen.

“The sofa bed is all made up for you. If you need me, I’ll be upstairs, first door on your left,” he said as he reentered the kitchen. Ashley was standing against the kitchen table, bracing it a bit to keep her balance, and Chris was leaning against the counter, grinning like a Cheshire cat, his erection threatening to burst from his pants.

“Thanks again for tonight. You’ve been an excellent host and built a great team.”

“Nonsense. Thank you both. I really am grateful you decided to come aboard. I can’t wait to get to know you both better,” he said, practically eye-fucking Ashley as he spoke, causing her to look away in embarrassment.

As he made his way upstairs, the couple made their way into the large living room and sat down on the bed, turning on the TV in an attempt to bring down their excitement. The movie began playing, and Ashley nestled up against Chris, resting her hand on his leg.

“I had a lot of fun tonight. And your boss seemed to really like these,” she teased, pressing her arms together to make her chest pop a bit.

Chris laughed, placing his hand on her thigh. “Oh, I’m sure he did. You didn’t seem to mind the attention too much, either,” he said with a laugh.

“What can I say? There’s just something hot about getting two guys all hot and bothered thinking about me. I bet he’s up there right now thinking about it,” she purred into his ear, letting her fingers slowly slide up his leg. She felt his heart begin to race, unsure if it was caused by her words or her actions. As her hand slowly slid up his leg, she brushed against his hardening cock.

“Well, well, what do we have here, Sir?” she laughed as she nibbled at his ear, causing him to let out an audible sigh.

“What can I say? Clayton wasn’t the only one who noticed how unbelievably sexy you are.” Ashley purred and moved her face close to his. Her hand now lightly caressed his dick through the fabric of his pants. "Mmmmm, hmmm, good answer.”

Her soft lips gently connected with his, their tongues slowly venturing out and exploring each other as the events of the evening raced through both of their heads.

Chris put his hand on Ashley’s face, his fingertips playing with her ear as the other snaked around and pulled her body close to his. His fingers reached to the base of her neck, where his nails slowly caressed the hair there. Suddenly, he tightened his grip on her hair and pulled her right on top of him, eliciting a soft moan from Ashley.

His mouth opened hungrily, kissing her fast and hard. Ashley responded in kind, matching his passion and pushing herself down into him as she moaned into his mouth. Chris could feel Ashley’s dress start to ride up. The soft fabric of her panties rubbed against his manhood as it strained against him. He ran his hand down and grabbed one of her ass cheeks and squeezed as he pulled her harder into him.

Ashley moaned into his mouth and kissed him harder. She loved when he grabbed her ass and pulled her harder onto his dick. It was pressing right into the inside of her thigh. She could feel how wet she was already getting and the heat from Chris’ cock was making her grow hotter. She stuck her tongue into Chris’ mouth and slowed down their kissing, savoring the taste of him. His tongue darted out and danced with hers, moving to a long, slow, open kiss. She continued kissing him like this as she reached down and slipped her hand beneath the waistband of his pants.

Fumbling to get beneath his boxers, Ashley eventually found her prize when her hand made contact with the rigid hardness of Chris’ cock. He broke their kiss and took a sharp intake of breath as she wrapped her fingers around it and slowly began to stroke. Chris leaned his head back in ecstasy. Her touch was electric. He had been so pent up all day that the sudden attention was sending him into overdrive. Ashley could see and feel his excitement and began licking and kissing his neck while she stroked his cock. After about a minute, she got tired of the awkward angle and how difficult his waistband was making things. “Take these off.”

“Clayton is right upstairs,” Chris reminded her before instinctively raising his hips.

“You’re right; maybe I should go up there instead. I bet he won’t hesitate to pull out that large cock of his for me.” Under normal circumstances, Ashley would have never talked like this. Perhaps it was all the alcohol clouding her judgment, or maybe just the taboo nature of it all. Whatever it was, it was clearly having an effect on Chris as well, as he gave her a mischievous grin and quickly pulled his pants and boxers off his hips. Ashley gave a triumphant smile as she helped him get them the rest of the way off, sliding off his body and onto her knees in front of him.

Ashley enthusiastically began stroking his now rock-hard cock with her hands as she kneeled between Chris’ legs on the side of the makeshift bed. The lust and desire were practically pouring out of both of them as they locked eyes, and she eagerly licked her lips.

She engulfed his dick with her mouth. Chris let out a long moan as he bucked his hips up as soon as her mouth made contact. He held his hands to his head and groaned in pleasure. Ashley never took her mouth off it. It was like her prized possession as she continued to work more and more of it into her mouth. Chris let out another groan, and she let it fall from her mouth briefly, only to suck even more of it back into her mouth. He had never seen her this motivated to suck him before. “Fuck, that feels amazing, baby,” he moaned a little too loudly as she proudly took his entire length into her throat.

Chris reached over and grabbed the remote, pausing the movie to avoid either of them getting distracted. Ashley didn't even seem to notice as she released his cock from her vacuum-like seal and started to lick and suck his balls, slowly and deliberately. Ashley ran her tongue from the base of his balls to the tip of his shaft before again watching it disappear into her beautiful mouth. Her makeup had begun to smear as she forced more of his cock into her mouth, gagging herself but refusing to slow down.

This went on for several minutes until Ashley leaned back away from him and began tugging at her dress. She peeled it off over her head, slowly revealing Chris’ favorite black lace bra underneath. Her soft breasts were held perfectly in place for him to stare at as she once again forced the entirety of his cock into her mouth and let it slowly slide out. “Do you think I could get Clayton’s massive cock all the way into my mouth like that?” she asked playfully with a mischievous grin on her face as Chris’ own cock pulsed in her hand.

She began to lick his dick again. Slowly. Her eyes were not breaking from his, waiting for a response.

He whispered, “Have... have you thought about it a lot since that night?”

Ashley stared into his eyes, her tongue coming off his dick as she slowly wrapped her hands around his shaft. She grabbed onto it hard and began stroking it. “Would you be mad at me if I said yes? Or would you punish me for being such a baaaad girl?” She pouted her lips when she said this to get her point across. She could see the lust in Chris’ eyes and she could certainly feel it in her hand.

Chris was speechless. He always loved the dirty talk from his wife, but this was on another level. What was she going to do next?

“Uughh...” Chris started and then stopped, blanking on how to respond as he willed his cock not to explode.

“You’ve thought about it too, haven’t you?” she teased, bending down and circling the head of his cock with her tongue. “Tell me, what did you think about? Was it just me accidentally touching him? Was it the thought of me seeing his thick cock for the first time? Or maybe you thought about me in exactly this position with him. My mouth is dangerously close to his large…”

Chris groaned and reached forward, grabbing the back of her head and pulling her down onto him. She obliged, removing her hand and letting his dick disappear into her mouth. He held the back of her head gently as she sucked his cock.

Ashley suddenly pushed herself up and stood next to the bed. Chris was surprised and sat up, unsure of what was happening. She bent over, peeled off her tiny thong, and moved towards him.

“I need you to fuck me.” She mounted him, grabbing his dick and guiding it towards her opening.

Chris pushed himself up from the bed, and they connected, his cock sliding deep into her wet pussy in one shot. She moaned loudly and gripped his cock, never intending to let go. Chris grabbed her hips in his hands and began to eagerly thrust up into her. Ashley forcefully pushed his shoulders down to stop his thrusting.

“You just watch right now. Watch as I ride this magnificent cock.”

At that moment, he wasn’t sure if she was talking about him or fantasizing about Clayton, but he was too far gone to care. He stopped and sat there as Ashley rode his cock. He looked up at her beautiful face, eyes shut, contorted in pleasure as she slowly brought herself up and down on him. He watched as her breathing quickened and her bra-clad breasts began to rapidly rise and fall right in front of his face. He could feel her pussy strongly grabbing onto his cock, milking it for all it was worth.

The games she had been playing today with him had them both waiting for this. Longing for it. She ground herself on his cock so that it kept hitting the right spots to get her to cum. She loved when Chris took charge and he was great at what he did, but tonight she had to do it her own way. She wanted to tease Chris and rile him up some more, but right now she wanted to get lost in her own orgasm. So close...

She opened her eyes and looked down at him, immediately locking eyes. He was staring up at her, his hands casually behind his head like the stud that he was, looking at her with a self-satisfied grin. He is so fucking hot right now, she thought to herself as she ground her pussy into him.

As he stared at her, he slowly raised his hips off the bed, pushing himself deeper into her. Even though she told him to sit back, she couldn’t help but get turned on when he took control. Part of her wished he would flip her over and fuck her from behind right now, using her for his own selfish reasons. She bit her lip, and his smile grew, knowing exactly how she liked it. He was touching the right spot.

He slowly dropped his hips and then slowly raised them again, over and over, completely in control of what he was doing to her. She gripped him tighter as his hands found their way back to her hips, holding them firm, not intending to let go. The way he took back control, the look of confidence and cockiness in his eyes, that smile, the way his cock was touching everywhere at once set her on fire. It came quickly and washed over her entire body. She gripped his cock even harder as she came, her head flying backward in the process.

"Ohhh fuck, Chris," she breathed as her orgasm washed through her. Chris didn't stop but kept up his slow deliberate pace, his cock rubbing against the sensitive spots again and again as her orgasm slowly eased back down.

Before she could completely come down from it, he picked up the speed of his thrusts as his hands moved to her ass, pulling her deeper into him. She felt it begin to rise again. Another orgasm was on the horizon.

"Oh shit. Oh, fuck. Don’t stop," she said louder than she intended to.

"Cum for me, baby. Cum," he whispered. "Give it to me."

That encouragement was all she needed, as she came for the second time. Her nails dug deep into his shoulders. Her pussy was gripping his cock so hard that he had to stop thrusting into her. He felt her cum on his cock and had to control his breathing or else he was going to cum with her.

Ashley wanted another orgasm but needed a second to catch her breath. She wanted to stay in this position, so she kept herself firmly planted and tried to regain control.

He looked up as she slowly began to ride him again. "Is this what you’ve been thinking of?" she whispered. "Do you secretly want to see me riding him?"

He grunted as he flexed his cock, making her moan. "Mmmmmmm....fuck that’s so hot. You’re such a bad boy wanting your poor innocent wife to fuck another man."

"I can't help it. Something about the thought of it. The way you describe it. It’s just so hot," he said as his hands began to explore her back and legs. "You really have been thinking about it, haven’t you… his dick?"

She grinned and resumed slowly riding him, setting the pace for him.

"I was feeling naughty today," she whispered. "You make me do bad things. I would never do anything to hurt you, but seeing the way this gets you going. It’s so naughty, and so sexy." As she spoke, she began to increase her tempo, her imagination starting to run away from her.

She loved seeing him like this. The face he makes when he is insanely turned on. Seeing him look at her like that always turned her on. He looked so animalistic, like nothing would get in the way of him getting what he wanted. She could feel another orgasm building. This one was coming on quickly. The taboo nature of their conversation, his face, and the way his cock felt inside of her was sending electric shocks through her body. It felt like a giant wave of an orgasm coming in, getting ready to crash down on her.

"Sorry, just coming down for some water."

Chris and Ashley turned their heads. A figure was standing a few feet between the bed and the staircase. Clayton stood less than ten feet away from them, dressed in only a pair of boxers, his cock nearly visible as it bulged against the front of the fabric, his cocky smile brimming as he took in Ashley’s body in front of him.

Chris quickly looked away and back at Ashley. The outline of Clayton’s dick burned into his mind, subconsciously noting its size. Ashley took an extra half-second to appraise what was happening before she too turned and looked back at Chris. Neither one of them moved, still connected to one another. Both of them on the cusp of cumming.

"Don't stop on my account." Clayton took another step into the room. "It's okay, I'm just going to watch."

Chris and Ashley looked at each other, trying to read the expression on each other's faces to decide what to do. Before either of them could react, Chris’ body did something that would alter the course of their relationship forever. The situation was too much for Chris to process. Clayton is here, watching them have sex. Seeing Ashley in just her bra. His cock twitched and Ashley felt it. She gasped as it sent a bolt of electricity down her legs. Her body responded in kind, by gripping him tighter. He let out a soft moan and pushed his hips slightly off the couch.

Ashley closed her eyes, her mind racing. This was no longer a taboo fantasy. A game between two lovers to help ignite their sex life. Something that had always been private and just between them was now being shared with a spectator. Not just any spectator, either. The very person whom they had fantasies about. Who they were just talking about fucking her. It was so bad and unlike her. She shouldn't be doing this. If she were sober, perhaps she would race out of there embarrassed but no harm done. She could get Chris home and in bed to finish this little game. But she did none of that. Instead, she ground her hips into her husband, his cock pressing deeper inside her.

While lost in thought, her body had taken the lead and was gripping his cock as she rode him. Chris was looking up at her in amazement. This was happening. All the talk of fantasies and what-ifs were now coming full circle as the man who had consumed those fantasies sat less than ten feet away.

Chris was beside himself. Ashley was on display for another man while she was fucking him, no less. She wasn't stopping and seemed to be just as into it as he was. He watched as she bit her lip and threw her head back. Her hands left his shoulders and moved into her hair. Her pussy gripped him tightly. Her breathing grew rapid. Her breasts rose up and down in quick succession.

"Oooohh fuuck," she tried to whisper but failed.

Chris looked over at Clayton, trying to avoid the sight of him and his cock. The spot where he was standing was empty. Did he get bored and go back to bed? He felt a sudden ping of disappointment as he scanned the room.

"Mmm, even more perfect than I imagined," Clayton said from behind Chris, causing his heart to nearly leap from his chest.

Chris looked up and around but still couldn't see Clayton from his vantage point. Clayton was standing directly behind the makeshift bed out of his view. Ashley came down from her orgasm and immediately felt another one begin building. She opened her eyes and saw her husband's boss standing right in front of her on the other side of the bed.

He was looking at her with an animalistic, lust-filled face. The look that turned her on so much when her husband would make it. Clayton’s was more intense somehow. She could tell by his arm movements that he was stroking his cock. She couldn't see it from behind the couch but the fact that someone was touching themselves while looking at her....

She ground herself into Chris harder. She kept the same slow, deliberate pace as she recovered from her last orgasm but tried to push down onto Chris to take him further into her. Chris looked up at her, surprised. At first, he didn't think she heard Clayton’s voice, but she just opened her eyes and looked at him. She knew he was there and was pushing into him harder.

Ashley only looked at Clayton for a split second before her eyes snapped down and locked with Chris’. Her mouth hung open as she breathed, her eyes needful. She's getting ready to cum again, he thought. Her face also wore an expression of concern, but her hips never stopped moving. Chris could read the look on her face. Without speaking, she was looking at him for reassurance. Was this okay? Should they stop or keep going?

She was still grinding on him as she waited for some kind of indication from her husband. The situation was surreal; Chris didn't know how to process it or his thoughts. Part of him wanted to pick her up and run away, to keep what was his all to himself. But another part wanted Clayton to see her, to see what a wonderful woman he had married and to be jealous of Chris for it. The thought of him wanting Ashley but not being able to have her made Chris feel like he had some type of power over Clayton. He also wanted to see how Ashley would react. Where would she draw the line? He hadn't thought this through; he didn't know what he really wanted. All he knew was that Ashley’s pussy was grabbing onto his dick harder than ever before. The way her chest was rising and falling and the look on her face were intoxicating. He didn't want to stop.

Without breaking their intense eye contact, Chris’ right hand found the bra strap on Ashley’s shoulder. He slowly pulled it down her arm until her bare shoulder was on display. Her large breasts were still largely hidden but now in danger of falling free. Free for Clayton to see.

Ashley gasped, surprised and turned on by Chris exposing her. They exchanged a look and, at that moment, made a silent agreement. This was going to happen.

Ashley closed her eyes and focused on the feeling Chris' dick was giving her. His hips rapidly lifted off the couch as he met Ashley’s rhythm in earnest. Clayton stood there, looking at Ashley. They knew he was there, and they weren't stopping. This spot behind the bed gave him a great view of her. He didn't have to look at Chris at all. He could just imagine it was him Ashley was riding. He wanted to get closer, but he had to be patient. He didn’t want to end a good thing before it really started.

Ashley was still riding her husband with her eyes closed. Clayton’s eyes feasted on the smooth skin of her breasts, rising and falling. He focused on her face, watching it contort in pleasure as she went along with the situation. He licked his lips. "Mmmhmmm."

Ashley’s hands moved to Clayton’s chest, pushing her body down onto Chris's cock as she sat in a more upright position. With her newfound leverage, she continued to push down to meet Chris's thrusts, opening her eyes to meet Clayton’s gaze.

Clayton had his hand inside his boxers, stroking himself slowly, matching the pace the couple was setting. Ashley’s eyes burned into his. It felt like they were sharing something, but she was too lost in the pleasure of it all to understand what that was. She was getting fucked and staring at him. Her husband's dick might be in her, but she was focused on him. He licked his lips and grinned at her, placing his fingers on the waistband of his boxers. He started to slowly slide them down, causing her to bite her lip. She was looking at him with lust-filled eyes, a look that, up to this point had only ever been reserved for her husband.

“Do you want to see it?” he mouthed. He wasn’t sure how much Chris was involved in this little fantasy of theirs. The last thing he wanted to do was to say or do the wrong thing that would break them from the trance they were in.

Ashley felt her face grow flush. She knew what he was asking; she wondered if she should ask Chris first. She too wasn’t sure how much of this was part of the fantasy or where the line should be drawn. However, before her brain could catch up to her, she felt her orgasm start to grow. She curled her toes as she rode her husband faster, not daring to close her eyes. “Yes, fuck yes. Do it, baby.”

Clayton wasn’t sure if she was talking to him or her husband, and neither did Ashley. However, before she got a chance to clarify, Clayton pulled his boxers away and stepped out of them. His large cock now pointed directly at Ashley. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing. It was even larger than she had imagined. Her walls began to grip Chris even tighter. She instinctively licked her lips as her eyes feasted on his large member, causing Chris to groan in pleasure.

Clayton took a step forward, closing the ground between them. He was close to touching the back of the makeshift bed with his cock, inches away from where Ashley was. She flinched ever so slightly but quickly recomposed her sexy demeanor as a hundred thoughts ran through her mind. “Oh fuck, he… he has his dick out, baby. He’s stroking his big, thick cock right in front of me.”

As she spoke, Chris could feel her walls spasming around his cock. He could feel himself getting close. "Is it as big as you imagined?"

Ashley kept rolling her hips on Chris’ cock. Without breaking eye contact with Clayton, she licked her lips again, this time in an exaggerated, almost pornstar-like manner. “Bigger. Oh fuck, so, so much bigger, baby.”

Clayton was beside himself. He involuntarily started stroking his cock faster, his breathing quickening. The thoughts of everything that happened today began to flood his brain. He knew getting them drunk would likely lead to him getting to see Ashley naked, but he had no idea it would go this far.

"Mm-fuck, is that okay, baby? Is it okay that I’m looking at his massive cock while you fuck me?" she asked, finally closing her eyes as her orgasm began to take over.

"Fuck yes," Chris breathed. He looked up at her as his sweet and loving wife was fucking him in front of this stranger. She always went along with his fantasies in the bedroom and would often surprise him with the things she would say.

"And how about you, big boy, enjoying the show?" Ashley’s eyes were back on Clayton, looking at him as she rode her husband’s cock. Chris couldn’t believe it. Not only was she fucking him with another man in the room, she was now openly talking to him. Somehow, she always knew exactly what buttons to press to get him off.

Clayton grunted from somewhere behind Chris. "Oh yeah, baby, I like that. I bet you could do a lot more with those lips of yours." He smiled, taking a small step closer to Ashley as her mouth hung open.

That comment was too much for Chris. The heat of the moment, Clayton talking to Ashley like that, her exposed here in front of him, and the way she was milking his cock. It was all too much. With a sharp inhale of breath, Chris came. His cum shot out load after load, drenching the inside of Ashley’s pussy, sending her into overdrive. She began grinding her hips harder into Chris, every nerve in his body feeling like it was on fire. Clayton saw this as an opening and quickly moved from behind the bed until he was standing next to its arm, right next to the couple.

"Stay back, Clayton. No touching," Chris said, as a sudden rush of clarity hit him. He tried to look more imposing, but Ashley’s hard pounding kept him seated in place. She was getting close to cumming herself and wasn't about to lose this one.

"Don't worry, I’m just giving her a better view of what she really wants." He smirked, still stroking his cock. His brassiness was now on full display. He gestured to his cock, and both Chris and Ashley involuntarily looked at it.

Ashley gasped, taken aback. She saw it earlier from across the room. But now, here so close to her, it looked even more massive. Clayton’s cock was long, girthy, and looked as hard as a steel pole. And it was hard because of her. For a moment, she thought about how it would feel inside of her, but quickly pushed those thoughts away and focused on her husband.

"She can't take her eyes off it, buddy."

Ashley immediately blinked. Her eyes darted to Chris, then back at Clayton, not knowing where to look. She closed her eyes to escape the situation and focus on the feeling of her husband’s cock inside of her. But behind her closed eyes, the image of Clayton stroking his impressive organ was seared into her brain.

Chris had long since finished, but the situation was keeping his cock hard as a rock. Ashley continued to ride him with desperation. She was going to cum soon. She half-opened her eyes, only to see Clayton’s eyes burning a hole through her as he stroked his magnificent cock.

"I'm going to cum for you, Ashley," he said in a commanding voice. In that instance, it sounded like he was the one in control. Like he was the person calling the shots in this fucked-up love triangle. The assertiveness in his voice made her brain short-circuit as she once again wondered what such a cock would feel like. That's when it hit her. The orgasm that had been building inside of her exploded, radiating across her entire body. It hit fast and hard and didn't stop. Pleasure washed over her. Chris could feel Ashley’s pussy clenching his cock, holding it tighter than he had ever experienced before.

"Ohhhhh fuck," she groaned through gritted teeth as her face contorted in pleasure and she stared at Clayton. "Fuck, fuck me."

Her eyes involuntarily closed. Her breasts were rapidly rising and falling; her nails dug into Chris’ shoulders. He was trapped beneath her as her legs clamped down.

"Mmm, that's right, baby. Come for Clayton, baby." Clayton growled while stroking his cock with abandon.

Mid-orgasm, Ashley looked up at him and saw his balls tighten.

"Fuck." Stream after stream of Clayton’s white-hot cum shot from his cock, hitting Ashley square on her chest. His cum soaked into her black bra and ran down her cleavage. With her chest covered in Clayton’s cum, Ashley finally broke eye contact. She stopped moving and tried to catch her breath.

Chris just sat there, unsure how to react. What he did know was that his cock was still hard. Ashley’s eyes opened, and she looked at Chris. Both of them sat for a moment, trying to read the other's face. This was the craziest thing the couple had ever done together, and both were terrified of how the other would react.

Chris could see the guilt spreading across Ashley’s face. She needed some reassurance after what had just happened. "I love you, Ashley. More than anything in the world."

Ashley half-smiled, her body still spasming from her last orgasm. "I love you too, baby. I don't know how that happened. That was... crazy," she said pleadingly.

"It's okay, it's fine." He looked at her cum-soaked chest. "Let's get things cleaned up, and then we can talk about it."

Ashley looked down at her chest and gasped. "Jesus... I'm a mess."

“We’ll get you cleaned up. You look so fucking sexy right now,” he said with a reassuring smile.

Ashley smiled back at him. "I love you so much, Chris."

As they shared the moment, they both realized simultaneously that there was a third person in the room. They turned their heads to talk to Clayton, but he was nowhere to be seen. The click of a door at the top of the stairs told them he had gone back to his room, leaving them to deal with the aftermath of the situation alone.