I always used to wonder how a person can write so many interesting stories which should be private, but after going through some of them I myself is t...mpted to write this coz I thought I myself being so interested in sex & specially in experimenting new ways n means in sex I thought my real life incidence will definitely interest my readers. This story is about my encounter with my Office staff Miss Priyanka (Fake Name), this started when I was already married. My married life was normal only. Standing over her, Jason ripped her breasts into chewable strips with his hands and teeth, feasting on her delectably soft flesh in utter jubilation. Her areola tasted particularly delicious, or perhaps it was just the texture as he grinded them into a meaty past between his jaws?He did the same to her left breast, completely ripping it off her chest with a single tearing bite. As he ravenously devoured the mound of flesh like a piece of KFC, the woman covered her destroyed chest with her bound. A demand more like.“Hi,” said Tyche. “Where is your boat? Do you all have one? We could have a class. How many do you have?”They discombobulated. “Hi Tyche Selene. Surprise built seven boats for us.”The discussion started.Of course, it was more like a political debate ... everybody shouting all at once. Many different greetings for Tyche and depositions as to where each of them had their boat. Discussions about weight rules, sail area and windsurfer sails. The Powers that Be were claiming that. Her and I decided to put and end to his wishful thinking. We decided to let him catch us in the act, we knew if he saw us fucking and taunting him behind his back would add to add to his humiliation and of course add to our sadistic sexual pleasure. With her powerful hands she held my head as i sucked and kissed her warm tits. I bit her luscious nipples causing to curl her big veiny feet. She grabbed my wrist ," You bad little shit, making love to a married woman, time to bust your fucking.