They got to the back entrance and there stood a man. How had Una never noticed him before? He wasn't particularly good looking or tall or big but he r...diated confidence.You could tell he had his world sorted out perfectly."Una please meet Tad and vice versa" and they shook hands. It wasn't practical to talk on the walk to the bar so it was only after sitting and ordering that we could find out about him. Breda obviously knew more than Una did."Tad joined the company about eighteen months ago. But another thought was uppermost in my mind that day. Three months earlier David and I had agreed we’d start a family as soon as we were married. I had stopped taking my pill at that point, I’d told no one, and every single guy who’d screwed me in the last 36 hours had done so barebacked, spewing cum into me and not only had I not raised a protest, I’d found a extra zing from it. StartingThis is the account of how I first really cuckolded my husband. I use that word carefully. J. Chegwidden asked as he stood from his desk and walked towards Harriet."Oh thank you, A.J. I've got one other request. Would you power-fuck me doggy style and do me right over there on your sexy big leather couch? I love that couch, and I love being taken from behind doggy style. Bud can't really fuck me very good anymore in that position, A.J., and that's why I want you to fuck me while I'm down on my hands and knees in front of you like a horny little bitch dog getting mated by a big studly. I feel myself naturally dip my head and modestly look down, avoiding his direct gaze, unconsciously adopting the pose of submissive women since time immemorial. More consciously I shift one foot to open my legs and turn my knee outwards, exposing to him my sex lips and inviting him, willing him, to touch me down there. He doesn’t need any further encouragement, but drops his hand from my breast and gently teases my labia before running his hand beneath my crotch, and feeling with his thumb.