In the first chapter, I wed my love, Kelly, and hoped for a happy marriage, but our working hours were opposite, and we could spend quality time only on the weekends. Shortly after, my father-in-low underwent a severe motor vehicle accident and ended up paralyzed from the neck down. It devastated us emotionally and created a financial problem for Kelly's mother, Stella. After my secretary decided to leave, Stella asked to get the vacant job. At work, Stella and I felt mutual attraction and began intimate relationship. One weekend, the 3 of us had dinner together and Kelly got drunk. Unbeknownst to Kelly that her mother and I were already involved, she mentioned that since her Mom and I were frustrated sexually, perhaps we should consider going to bed together during weekdays, when she was at work. The following day I had a quickie with her Mom.
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After our quickie, Stella continued working pantyless, with my seed leaking from her cunt. I laughed, "Stella dear, you are very naughty."
She chuckled, "Yes, I am. I get the feeling we'll find common interests. We'll talk more before leaving for home."
The rest of the day, my head was spinning: Rather than concentrating on work, I was thinking about sexy Stella and the future ahead.
All the employees left at 3:30. I remained in my office. Stella arrived minutes later, sat down, and said, "Nathan, I studied Kelly's schedule. In the upcoming month, her evening shifts are on Monday, Tuesday, And Friday. We can meet these days in the afternoon, and I'll change my exercise and yoga dates accordingly. By the way, when Kelly did her best to convince me to have sex with you, we also talked about YOUR sex life with intimate details. I understand you two like to diversify, but certain things were off the table."
"Titfucking was impossible with her B-cup tits, and Kelly was too afraid to try anal. By the way, she was convinced a friend of mine fucked her when she was blindfolded, even though it wasn't the case."
"Nathan, when Morgan was active sexually, we did both anal and titfucking. His dick is somewhat smaller than yours, but I have no doubts that if you are patient and play it right, we can accomplish both."
I stared at her admiringly, "When I first met you, you looked so noble and angelic. I didn't think there was so much hiding behind this faΓ§ade."
She grinned, "Don't be naΓ―ve; everybody attempts to show his/her good side. Only when the time comes to expose other qualities or facts you can find the hidden things. Haven't you heard the expression 'everybody has skeletons in his closet?' I bet neither Kelly nor I know everything about you."
"Stella dear, how am I supposed to address you from now on? As a secretary? A mother-in-low? A lover? A sex-kitten?..."
Stella sat on my lap, hugged me, and whispered seductively, "At work, in front of other people, I am a secretary. However, in your office, when nobody watches, as your massage-needing mistress. In the presence of Kelly, I am your mother-in-law. But, the time has come for us to agree on a place where the 2 of us are alone, and then I'll be your sex kitten or, if you prefer, your sex toy..."
Stella kissed my chick, stood up, and declared, "It's time to go home. Think it over, and tomorrow, when your brain recovers from the latest revelations about sweet Stella, notify me if we can proceed." She glided toward the door and left.
I remained sitting in my chair, thinking. I was happy to know that we got Kelly's approval. Finding out that Stella was ready for an adventurous, intimate relationship was slightly scary - Suddenly, she behaved like a completely different person. However, the anticipation of owning her sexually was a strong motivation to go forward.
On Tuesday, when she served me the coffee, I smiled at her, "Stella, I thought about what you said. I'd love to have you as my lover."
She grinned, and I saw tears in her eyes, "Last night, I felt bad after leaving the office. I thought I pushed too hard to be with you..."
"I admit I was shocked by the way you offered me a free hand with you, but, in retrospect, it's good to know the terms in advance."
"You made me happy. May I reward you for making my day?"
"Stella, outside the door, employees and clients are walking by..."
"So what? You summoned me to the office for a confidential review. I'll make sure your 'reward' won't take too much of your precious time..."
I gazed at her in awe. She took it as a 'yes,' knelt before me, and opened my zipper. Her hot mouth worked my engorging pecker like a Hoover. I lasted about 5 minutes and then ejaculated my hot lava into her throat. She swallowed the thick liquid and giggled, "Honey, your cum is much healthier than coffee. Thank you."
After the blow job, I felt great. I was nicer than usual to our clients, including Mr. Jackson, a habitual complainer.
Just before leaving for home, Stella entered the office and closed the door behind her, "Nathan, it's time to decide WHERE we'll meet in the afternoons when Kelly is at work. We can do it at your house or mine."
"I prefer MY house. Can you come at 5 pm?"
"I'll be there on time. And whether I can CUM or not, it will depend on you..."
I giggled, "Your talk reminds me of Kelly. She has a sharp tongue as well, especially when we mention sexual activity."
Stella winked at me, "She got my genes, and it shows."
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Stella arrived on time. I was surprised to see her wearing a long coat since the temperature outside was 70 degrees. I let her in and asked her what she wished to drink. She replied, "A glass of Chardonnay, please."
As I pulled the bottle from the bar and poured the wine, I saw Stella removing her coat and hanging it on the hanger by the door. Underneath, she had a long, sheer, black boudoir robe... The lady looked breathtaking. I gasped and ogled her with my mouth open.
Stella grinned, "I see you approve of my choice. Let's sit and discuss how to meet in the following days."
I sat down, but my organ stood up at full mast. She smiled and caressed it tenderly, "Sorry, big boy. I think we have to take care of a small... let me rephrase it, a big, hard thing in your pants. Any special request?"
"Lady, you are too sexy for your own good! I'd like to taste, feel, and invade the merchandise before talking about the future."
Stella faked whining, "But you cannot use the stuff before I agreed to sell it..."
"Oh, be quiet and move to the bedroom."