I don’t know how long this went on for. I just remember coming to, bathed in sweat, lying across him. I reached down to his cock, still semi-stiff. ...he next thing I know, I was sliding down his body and licking his length. He was still glistening with my wetness. He was fingering me while I stiffened him. Then, my turn to have control.I sat astride him and eased myself down his pole. “How’s this white slut doin’, nigger?” “You’s doin’ jus’ fine, missy, specially for an oldie”.I leant forward. When I came back to reality, I asked " are you sure"? and she was. I traded places with her so that she was sitting on the couch and I was kneeling before her. I licked her pussy for a little while then she grabbed a bottle of baby oil from the coffee table and squirted it all over my cock and her asshole. She got on her knees, bent over the couch and said " I want you in my ass" I eased up behing her, putting the head of my dick against her puckered little rectum and I started slowly pushing.. She reacted with apparent great satisfaction. I turned on my back and pulled Bev onto me. She wasted no time in putting her pussy over my face, and I quickly began to lick her clit and pussy lips. Then she took my cock in her mouth, and I lubed a finger with pussy juice and pushed it up her ass. She began to slap her cunt on my face and then had a massive orgasm. I pulled my cock from her mouth, and placed her on her back, and crawled on her, placing my throbbing cock at the head of her. When I said I wouldn't know what to say to my husband, he said he had that covered. He was going to make me his personal secretary. He would give me a raise, too but it involved going out of town on business trips every now and than. The janitor was cleaning up out in the office. He told me he wanted me to get dressed, go out and make small talk with him. He said he wanted me to sit on the desk, cross legged, Indian style facing the janitor. When I objected, he reminded me of our agreement. I.