Bringing Work Home from the Office

You’re an exec at a family-owned business. Every year they hold a picnic for all their employees and their families. I don’t really like going to these and I already know everyone that works at your company. I beg you to just let me stay home but you argue that it wouldn’t look good to the higher-ups if your wife didn’t attend. Saturday rolls around and we head to the picnic. I grab some food and a drink and find a place to sit down. I can see you across the way talking to someone. But I don’t recognize him. Finally, you come over by me and sit down for a breather.

“Who was that guy you were talking to?”

“That’s Matt. He’s a new hire to the marketing team. He recently graduated from Georgetown. Interesting guy. He was just telling me how hard it was to juggle his classes and be on the lacrosse team.”

“I see, does he have a family?’

“Nope, he’s single.”

A few weeks go by. I’m in the kitchen making dinner. I hear you come home and head to the living room. I come in to see how your day was and find you sitting on the couch; tie loosened and shirt unbuttoned at the top.

“Hi hon, looks like you had a rough day.”

I sit down beside you, put my hand on your knee and give you a quick kiss. You breathe a heavy sigh.

“Maybe I can help make your day a little better.”

I slide my hand up your thigh and graze the front of your pants. Just wanting to see if there would be a reaction. I take another pass drawing my hand from your chest down to your member. This time it’s hard. I get a little twinge in my body at your response to my touch. I slide my hand up and down your leg, massaging your cock. You let out a groan of approval.

I decide that dinner can wait and kneel down in front of you. I caress you some more until it’s straining against the fabric of your pants. I undo your buckle and as I pull the zipper down, you rise up to slide them down a little. You’re wearing boxers so there’s no keeping your hugeness contained and it sticks up right through the hole in the front.

I give it a couple slow strokes from the head all the way to the base. You lean your head back and give out a small moan. I then wrap my lips around it and start sucking. I can tell you’re really enjoying it. I pull back a little to admire the size and shape of your cock. Rubbing the head with my fingers, a little juice leaks out. I can tell that I’m getting wet. My panties are soaked and sticking to me.

Something catches my eye in the corner of the room. I’m startled to find that Matt is standing in the doorway, rubbing himself through his pants. You gently put your hand on the back of my head and draw me back down onto you. You know I’ve had this fantasy about being watched so I start to put on a little show, sucking and stroking your cock. I use my tongue and flick it around the head. I’m getting even more wet knowing Matt is watching and enjoying it.

I’m suddenly startled by a hand touching and caressing my backside. What do I do? I’ve never thought about being with two men before. But thinking about it now, two cocks for my pleasure, has got me throbbing and my heart pounding.

I return my attention to you. My face is buried in your crotch and my eyes are closed. I can feel Matt’s hands rubbing my cheeks. He gently lifts my skirt and runs a finger from the top to the bottom of me. I jump as he touches my clit which is now swollen and pushing against my panties. I lift my ass up just a little, encouraging him to keep going. He reaches for my hips, takes hold of my panties and pulls them down. I kick them off to the side and leave my legs spread apart just enough to give him a good view. I look up at you and see you give Matt a nod and gesture him to take things further.

I look over my shoulder and see Matt staring down at my backside. I can hear him unzip his pants. My body shivers at the thought of what will come next. I can feel his hand reaching between my legs and cupping me. As he pulls his hand back, his middle finger slips between my lips. My juices coat his finger and he continues to pull his hand all the way around my ass.

The next thing I feel is him pressing up against me. His large cock rubbing between my legs and gently pushing past my lips. He takes the head and rubs it around my clit. You are about to explode watching this young, hot guy getting ready to fuck me. I’m trembling with both nerves and excitement. At this point, I’m so turned on and wet that I want him in me right now. I push my hips into him. He thrusts his cock deep inside me and I let out a squeal.

I can’t believe I’m letting a stranger fuck me. And I’m sucking your cock at the same time. My fantasy is now reality. I let myself go and sink into the rhythm of Matt thrusting into me from behind and my mouth sucking you. I reach between my legs and play with myself, feeling Matt’s rod slide in and out. I can feel he’s about ready to cum as he takes a few more fast, hard strokes before filling my box with cum. Watching all this has pushed you over the brink and you start shooting your load. I can hardly contain it as your juices run down the side of my mouth.

Now that you both are satisfied, you turn your attention to me. You stand me up and move me to the sofa where I lay down spread eagle, juices dripping. Matt kneels down and buries his face in my pussy, tongue fucking me and sucking on my clit. You’re next to me and I reach my hand up to caress your balls. You start to get hard again. Watching me moan and squirm as Matt drives me to the brink with his tongue has you wanting another go. You tap Matt on the shoulder and as he gets up, you quickly step in and slide into me. I’m slippery and engorged but the fucking is so good. I can see Matt standing there stroking himself. Just then, you push me over the edge and I cum hard. An orgasm like I’ve never had before. The waves of pleasure keep going and my pussy keeps squeezing you as you shoot off another load. You pull out before you are done so I can see you stroke it and shoot it on my pussy. Matt is ready to cum again too and leans forward to shoot it on my tits.

We are all spent and lying in a pile on the sofa. I remember that I still have dinner cooking so I get up to go to the kitchen.

“Matt, will you be staying for dinner? I’d love for you to see what’s for dessert.”

I guess it is good to get out of the house and meet new people.