How I lost my virginity -- again!
The day from hell, barely describes my day. Someone dropped a load of crap on my desk first thing this morning, a project that was very critical and had gone to hell. So, I got it. I jumped on it, worked with suppliers, the finance team, engineering, and the quality people to put a plan together. We worked all day and the solution required working with the safety evaluation agency -- a third party independent group -- to find out how we got this project on track. They said it could not be done, and that was the start of the negotiation.
At about three in the afternoon when nothing was going right, I get a text from my wife, "
Hon, Mark and his wife are coming over this afternoon, I told them you'd grill something so we did not have to go out
." She sent me a picture of herself in a wifebeater and nothing else. I responded by telling her she looked hot, to have a lot of fun and to not wait for me; I'd be late.
It was eight in the evening when we finally got the project back on track. A lot of negotiations took place with the agency and they found a lower priority project they could move out of the way, for an expediting fee that was astronomical. A new negotiation started and by eleven in the evening we had come down to the upper stratosphere. I wanted to go home, but the project was too important.
Right when I thought there was no hope, I get a new text message from my wife, it was a picture of her on the bed, Mark between her legs and his wife Jean straddling my wife's face. I responded with one word: "
yum
!"
It triggered an idea, I called the agency contact, who by now was tired of talking to me, and I asked her if there was some testing, we could do for them. Our lab is certified by them. She looked up the regulations, the test agenda and replied that if we could do the one set of tests, the expedite fee could be reduced significantly. We agreed, and I called our vice president of engineering and got him to agree to open up the lab.
I texted my wife: "Helen, you are a genius." I rushed out of my office and headed home.
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I pulled in the garage, shut the door and walked in the house. The living room was semi-lit, and the television was on, and a beautiful dark-haired woman was riding a deliciously large cock. It was thick and long, and it was covered with her cream. At the same time, she was sucking another cock in rhythm with the one entering her from behind.
"Hi Mark" Jean welcomed me home, never looking away from the scene on the screen, her fingers busy between her legs. "Helen is upstairs with Mark; they were watching with me and lost interest so they've been fucking up there for at least half an hour. This is so hot; I decided to stay here and listen to them while I brought myself off."
I walked around the couch and looked at Jean. He breast were a thing of beauty. She was no hot twenty something, but her B-cup breast were amazing. Yes, yes, she had them done a few years ago, but still. I found my voice and said, "You look delicious, I can see why Helen loves to eat you every chance she gets!" I smiled as I said it.
"Your wife has an amazing tongue." She said in a lust filled voice.
"I think I'm going to go up and join her and Mark, wanna come?" I asked her as I turned to go up the stairs to the master bedroom.
"No, I want to see this to the end, and see how hard I can orgasm." She turned and looked into my eye, "Have fun up there, I'll join you after I'm done"
With that I took off my jacket, stripped my tie off and tossed them on the dinning room table as I turned and climbed the last few steps of our front to back California split. I topped the stairs and watched my raven-haired beauty riding Marks cock. A good close look and I could tell he was balls deep up her ass, and a few seconds later Helen's magnificent growl of primal need told me she was in the mood to get ass fucked.
I turned and went to the ensuite master bath, brushed my teeth, and took off all my clothes. I put them in the closet and walked back to our matrimonial bed to enjoy my wife in the throws of passion.
"Hi Mike," Mark said as he plowed deep into my wife's ass, tugging her nipples harshly, "tough day, huh?" He kept working my wife up to one of her epically loud orgasms. The flush on her face, the redness of her ass cheeks and the early darkening bruises on her upper thigh told me she was in one of her masochistic, fuck me hard moods.
"Yeah, Mark, but it helped when I saw you and Jean fucking Helen. It gave me a great idea and we finally broke the conflict, so I'm here to claim my rights with my wife and yours." I smiled, swatted my wife's ass and left a nice print on it.
"Hi baby." She grunted as Mark took advantage of the endorphins I sent through Helen and pounded her harder by timing his hips exactly opposite hers and making the depth and flesh to flesh smack all work together. Helen caught her breath and continued, "Mark feels so amazing inside me right now." Then she rolled her eyes up and let out a cry of pleasure, of pain, of ecstasy, and of agony all mixed together as she squirted all over Mark's chest. She let stream after stream explode out of her pussy.
I lay on her side of the bed and watched the final moments of her orgasm. Soon she collapsed onto Mark, they kissed deeply for a few moments, then she lay next to me and we started to kiss. She used her lips, her tongue and her hands to drive me up a wall of desire and need.
"Sit on my face." I told Helen.
He smiled and put her pussy over my face, fingered it a few times and then slowly lowered herself onto my tongue and hungry mouth. I kissed her thighs a bit, but since she was all worked up from Mark and possibly even Jean, I did not waste time with foreplay. I went after her delicious cunt and I drove my tongue deep inside her. She moved her hips just right to feed me the entire length of her cunt and groaned when I got the right spots with the right pressure.
