Your husband,,his name is Dave,,Dave is a lucky guy..yes he knows that and i am a lucky lady to have such a great husband who lets me do who i want,,d...n't you mean what i want,,no who i want,,we have an open marriage..Toms eyes lit up,,would you be interested in me having some fun with you,,Yes but Dave has to be there watching and telling you what to do,,that's fine with me,i will tell Dave and you can have a pint with him after your shift and he will bring you back to ours..Dave and Tom sat. His hands clamped hard on the back my hand. I couldn't breathe. Didn't matter. Needed more of him. He pushed me down. Darkness was creeping into the corner of vision. The last of his cock rammed into my mouth. His swollen balls slapped against my chin. A wave of pleasure exploded from my cunt. My hand was soaked. My body quivered, the orgasm coursing through me."Cumming from sucking a dick, you really are a slut," he mocked."Yes, sir. Your slut." I replied, but his plunging spike muffled my. The next morning he was already there when she arrived at work. She brought in his post and he told her to turn around.“I love how that skirt clings to your ass. Very sexy. Thank you, Johnson.”The next day Mrs Johnson dropped in on her husband.“You must be Jane,” she said with a smile. “My husband has told me all about how helpful you’ve been.”She went into her husband’s office and he lingered by Jane’s desk for a moment.“I just haven’t told her how damn sexy you are,” he whispered with a. "We can't go on like this. I'm going to have to tell her."A gentle hand caressed my cheek. I know love. Carol repeated softly."And she's going to freak."Again, the touch, feather light. Perhaps, but she loves you, you know. She loves you as much as I do."I feel like such a shit. A complete, utter shit!"That's because you're a good man, Carol said gently. It's one of the reasons we both love you so much.Carol shifted into our favorite snuggle position: Her head on my shoulder, her magnificent.