In the bright light of the bedroom, he took a good look at her prematurely aged face, and thought to himself “What the hell did I ever find attractive? No wonder I play away from home”.
Imelda took her pyjamas off, and stood there, with her belly hanging over her panties, and her hands covering her droopy tits. “Make love to me” she pleaded. “I’ve missed you”. Adrian could see a marked comparison between her body and Sara’s delicious soft, round curves, and grabbed the tops of her arms angrily, pushing her backwards onto the bed.
“You want to fuck? Ok, let’s fuck!”
“Please don’t be crude” she whined. “And turn the light off, you know I’m shy”.
As he got up to turn the light off, he whipped his pants off and began wanking, because he knew how much she hated it. “You want this cock, don’t you?” he demanded. “Tell me how much you want me to fuck your cunt and ass”.
“Please don’t use those words, I’m a lady” she pleaded.
“I give up” he thought. “I will have to think about this afternoon to get turned on. I’m fucking glad she wants the light off, I won’t have to look at her ugly mug”.
He turned the light off and moved swiftly over to the bed. Only now, in the dark, would she get naked, and pulled her panties off. Adrian knelt on the bed, and pushed his knee between hers roughly, parting her legs. “You want fucking? You’re going to get it” he said, and with that, he forced his cock into her shrivelled dry cunt.
“Please darling, be gentle” she whimpered.
That just inflamed him even more, and he reached into the bedside cabinet for the lube. He pulled his cock out, and gave it a good helping of KY, then rolled her onto her front.
“What are you doing?” she asked, her voice muffled by the pillows.
“I’m going to give you what you want” he sneered. He raised her hips into the air and plunged his hard dick into her ass, almost punishing her for not being Sara. She cried into the pillow as he began pumping his cock in and out.
“Please darling, be gentler. I will try and be more adventurous, I promise”.
“Well now’s the time to start” he gasped as he jerkily came, his spunk flooding her ass. He swiftly pulled his cock out, rolled over, and promptly began snoring.
Imelda lay wide awake in the dark, wondering when everything had started to go wrong. Daddy had always told her not to marry him, that she was too good for him, but she had too much pride to admit that he was right. “I have to start taking care of myself, and do more of what he wants in bed” she thought to herself. “No wonder he wants a bit of excitement”. And as he hadn’t bothered to do anything to her, she stroked her cunt until she had a dry, not altogether satisfying, orgasm. “Tomorrow, I will start” she promised herself, as she too began snoring.
The following morning, she actually got up before he went to work, and made him a coffee. He was more than surprised to find her standing in the kitchen when he came downstairs, his hair still damp from the shower.
“Morning darling” she said “Can I get you some breakfast?”
He glanced at her, surprised at the change in attitude. Maybe he should ass-fuck her more often, he thought, wryly.
“If you want to do what we did last night, again, just give me a bit of time to get prepared” she announced.
He looked at her, shocked. “What? Fuck you in the ass?” he asked, amazed at her actually talking about sex.
“Please, I have asked you not to be so crude” she replied.
“Oh for god’s sake, lighten up. Why not say ‘fuck’ when you are talking about sex? Normal couples use it all the time. Anyway, time I wasn’t here” and he turned to put his jacket on. Picking up his briefcase, he called “See you later” without even turning to look at her.
“Where’s my kiss? I’m not going to see you all day”.
“Good god, her attitude has really changed” he thought. She sidled up to him, with a strange grin on her face. “Maybe we can make love again tonight?” she simpered, before stretching up to kiss him. He turned away, hurriedly. “For god’s sake, call a fuck a fuck” he shouted in her face, before storming out of the door.
On the tube, he thought about Imelda’s behaviour. He really was beginning to despise her. “Ok, enough about her, let’s think about more pleasant things, like Francesca riding my knob, or Sara sticking a dildo up herself”. The journey passed much more quickly, and he couldn’t wait to get into the office.
When he got there, Sara and Francesca were whispering together in the corner. Both of their faces turned red when he said a cheery “Morning”, and strode past them into his office.
The women were discussing the antics of the day before. “I wonder when it will happen again?” said Sara. “The sooner, the better for me” replied Francesca. “I can’t wait to feel Adrian inside me. If he really gets to like me, you never know, he could leave that vile wife of his” she said, closer to the truth than she knew.
“Did you enjoy what we did?” Sara asked, with a question in her voice.
“I did” said Francesca, “You tasted fabulous”,
“OK, meet me in the restroom in five minutes” Sara whispered, “I have a surprise in store for you”. In truth, she had been so turned on by the whole event; she was dying to taste young Francesca.
Five minutes later, Francesca entered the beautifully decorated restroom, and looked around for Sara. “Where are you?” she said, and immediately turned to the last cubicle when she heard Sara’s voice. “Come here” demanded Sara, and pulled Francesca into her for a long slow kiss. Their tongues were soon darting in and out of each other’s throats, their breath quickening. Francesca could feel her nipples straining against the material of her silk blouse, and wanted Sara’s hands on her.
“Stand on the toilet” ordered Sara. Francesca did as she was told, and stood on the seat. Sara stood at the perfect height, and put her hands on the back of Francesca’s thighs. She inched them upwards, and soon reached the soft buttocks. Tugging gently, she pulled Francesca’s panties down to her ankles. “Hold on to my shoulder, and let’s take them off” she whispered. Francesca obliged, lifting one foot after the other, and then pulled her skirt up to her hips. Her soft curly hair was next to Sara’s warm mouth, and they wasted no time. Sara slid her fingers up the soft skin of Francesca’s inner thighs, steadily rising higher until she could feel the heat from her cunt. She parted the lips softly, and blew on Francesca’s clit.
It immediately swelled up, and Francesca gasped. Sara licked her fingers and then began stroking that beautiful sight. Her labia were soft and wet, and welcomed the smooth touch of another woman. Sara slid her fingers backwards until they were at the entrance to Francesca’s love hole, and pushed two fingers inside her. Moving her mouth in so that she could reach, Sara began licking gently and teasingly around the clit, without actually touching it. “Please, please make me cum” begged Francesca. Sara didn’t need telling twice. She put another finger in and sucked greedily on Francesca’s clit, until Francesca could take no more. She came loudly, moaning how good it felt.
Sara pulled her fingers out, and stuck them in her mouth, slurping and sucking Francesca’s love juice off them. “We better get back to the office before Adrian misses us, hurry up” said Sara. Francesca slipped her panties back on, and they hurried back to the office.
Adrian was standing by Sara’s desk, with his arms folded. “Where have you two been? I’ve been waiting for you. Into my office now” he barked.
The two women hurried into Adrian’s office, expecting a telling off, especially when he was stood with his back to them, arms still folded. “So, what have you two been up to?” he asked, and turned to face them with a grin playing around his mouth. (He already had an idea; you could smell sex on both of them).
“Do you really want to know?” asked Francesca, coyly, looking up at him through her long black eye- lashes.
“Yes, I do” he replied, “but I’m afraid it’s going to have to wait until this afternoon. By the way, Sara, I would reapply your lipstick, if I were you; it seems somewhat smeared”.
Francesca and Sara hurried back into the main office, giggling to each other. “Thank god for that, I thought he was going to go mad!” laughed Sara. “I know” replied Francesca, “and I can’t wait to see his reaction when we tell him this afternoon”.
The rest of the morning passed in its usual, frantic rush, with them all working frenziedly, until Adrian announced “Ok, we have more than hit our target. Half a million today already, so let’s all have a celebratory
