I sat hunched over the X-box controller, shooting aliens, my eyes getting bleary. My wife had gone out a few hours earlier to a wedding reception for one of her work colleagues. I'd taken full advantage of the freedom by erm ... sitting on my arse doing nothing productive. I didn't know any of Melissa's work friends and it was my idea of hell - making small talk with a bunch of accountants, (Yeah, Melissa was of all things an accountant) so I was glad to dodge that bullet.
Anyway the clock had ticked well past midnight so I decided to call it a night and head for bed. There was no way I was waiting up to all hours in the morning to greet what was pretty likely to be my inebriated wife. I was just hoping she cadged a lift with someone and I didn't get a call at stupid o'clock to come pick her up.
I guess it must have been much, much later when I was awoken by Melissa fumbling around downstairs. I heard a clattering and banging from the kitchen, followed by some choice swear words. I pulled the pillow over my head when the landing light went on outside the bedroom and the light flooded through the crack in the door.
Moments later Melissa clumped up the stairs (more swearing) as she tripped up and came into the room.
'Hello' she whispered in a not so whispery way.
'Are you awake?'
I grunted something and rolled over. 'Sleepy' I muttered, although really, I was angry she'd woken me up making so much noise.
I heard her unzip her dress, and slip it off, dropping it to the floor before she climbed into bed beside me. She wrapped her arm around me and kissed the nape of my neck.
'I've been a naughty girl tonight.' she said into my ear.
I grunted again.
'Don't you want to hear how naughty I've been?'
She chewed my ear and her hand snaked towards my crotch.
She'd got my attention now. Our sex life had hit a rough patch of late. I don't know why, it wasn't as if I didn't fancy her, but we'd both stopped making the effort and for the past few weeks we'd barely touched each other. Having her pressed against me, and feeling her hot boozey breath against the back of my neck was proving a bit of a turn on.
'Well after I left here, I met up with Jenny and Paula and we went on the reception - it was at the Egmont hotel - you know where that is? - the posh one near the park. It was incredible, so lush. We were greeted by all these uniformed staff who offered us drinks as soon as we walked through the door.
Well we immediately started knocking them back, and the three of started gossiping and cackling like witches. You would have hated it. Anyway during the meal we upped our game and had a few rounds of shots, I was well on the way to getting wasted. As we walked back into the hall we bumped into some of the gang from Sales. One of the new temps was there, Gareth. He was holding a large wedding present.'
'That's a big package you've got!' screeched Jenny.
Paula elbowed her and laughed out loud.
Gareth took it in his stride, and made some lewd comment back. He looked at me eyeing me up and down. He was only young about 20 or so, at least 10 years younger than me anyway.
He made small talk for a while and then winked at me and turned and walked off.
I asked Paula what that was all about and she said that Susie, one of the others in the office had been to bed with him and told everyone that he'd got a massive cock.
'The way he was looking at you perhaps he'll let you find out if the rumour's true.' added Jenny.
'Are you getting jealous honey?' Mel asked me, 'Hearing about Gareth?'
I shook my head and murmured a no, more interested in her hand and the effect it was having on my rapidly stiffening member.
'Well I haven't got to the bit where I'm naughty yet have I?'
'Anyway some time later I was feeling a bit sick and needed the loo. I went to the downstairs ones but there was a big queue and I knew I couldn't wait so I went looking for some more. I ended up going up in a lift and pressed the wrong button so ended up on the second floor, but as the door opened I saw a sign for the toilets. I followed the signs and was just about to go in when who should appear but Gareth.'
'What are you doing here we both said at the same time, then we both said Jinx straight away after.'
'I was looking for the manager, someone said he was up here, they're running low on champagne downstairs.' he said.
I must of been really drunk because before I could stop myself i blurted out, 'Paula says you've got a huge penis.'
Gareth just looked at me intently. I didn't know what he was going to do.
Finally he said, 'Nip in there and I'll show you if you like.'
He followed me into the ladies toilets and as soon as we were in, he unzipped his trousers and dropped them to his knees. I could see his dick in his pants straining at the material. 'I immediately thought of what Paula said and that she was right.'
'Go on then, take them down and get a good look.' he ordered.
'Don't be angry Matt, but I had to. I couldn't stop myself, what with the booze and the sheer promise of the size of what was hidden under those boxers. I dropped down on my knees in front of him and gently took the soft material in both hands and lowered his boxers.'
'Oh my god Matt, it was fucking huge. Don't be jealous OK? I've never seen a cock so big. It wasn't even erect and it was massive.'
I turned towards her, eager to hear what happened next. My own cock was rock hard now with her gentle wanking and her dirty story.
'OK, Well now for the really naughty part....'
'There I was on my knees with this semi erect firehose of a cock bobbing in front of my face. Gareth just said "Suck it bitch!" like an order.'
'Honestly I didn't know what to do. I was drunk but not totally smashed. I just knelt there hypnotised by his cock. He reached behind me and bunched my hair in one hand and pulled my head onto him.
I opened my mouth and took the tip in. there was no way I was going to get the whole length down my throat.'
"That's it you dirty little cocksucker, take it down."
'He controlled my head gently moving me up and down the length of his shaft gradually pulling me further onto him. I couldn't do anything but obey. His dirty words, and his controlling hands and that fucking cock....'
By now my own cock was raging hard, the thought of Mel sucking Gareth off in the toilets had turned me on something rotten.
Melissa reached down and rubbed her hand against the length of my own cock, gently stroking up and down as she related her filthy exploit.
'I started sucking his cock for all I was worth, massaging his balls in one hand while I wanked his length with the other and swallowed as much of his dick into my mouth. Don't be mad at me, but I wanted him to cum in my mouth there and then. I wanted to taste his cum mixed in with the booze. It would of felt so rude and dirty. I was sucking him like a whore, but before I could make him cum he pulled away from me.'
"I want to fuck your tits." He demanded. "Take off your dress."
'I wasn't sure what to do. I was in the toilets for fuck's sake, and though no one was around, someone could easily walk in.
I couldn't stop myself though, I stood up and unzipped my dress at the back and let if fall to floor around me. I was standing in front of him in my underwear. Luckily I'd put on a sexy set - the matching black lacy number. Strapless bra and thong.
He wolf whistled his approval.'
"Those are some fine titties," he said.
'You've always loved my boobs too haven't you Matt?' She reached my hand and moved it to her sumptuous breasts.'
'Oh god, yes,' I murmured as her hand continued its rhythmic stroking of my blood engorged dick.
'Well he certainly liked them. "Take the bra off .... slowly," he commanded.
I did I was told unhooking it and letting it fall, but covering my nipples as I did in false modesty.
I wasn't really shy about showing him my breasts. I wanted to feel his dick sliding between them, but I played along all the same.
