Hot Wife Is Working Late Again

The phone rang on Clare’s desk. She picked up the receiver. It was her husband.

“Hello darling, how’s it going?” he asked.

“Tied up again Steve. This project is taking longer than I thought. I should be finished though in a couple of hours.”

“I’m on my way home. Do you want me to drop in with a bite to eat?”

Clare glanced down at her skirt rucked up around her waist. Her stillettos were perched on the edge of the desk, her thighs spread wide and her knickers hanging off one ankle. The office manager was licking slowly up and down the length of her pussy lips. The situation was making her very wet.

“Oh no darling, don’t bother. My work colleague is just having a snack right now.” She ran her hand through John’s hair and pulled his face harder between her legs. His hands ran up and down her nyloned legs, sending cold shivers through her body.

“I’ll grab something to eat when he’s done,” she continued, “anyway tell me about your day.” Clare suddenly had a wanton idea. Cupping John’s chin with her hand, she made him stand up in front of her. With her husband droning on she unzipped the young man’s trousers and pulled his cock out. It bobbed in front of her, long and hard. Grasping the shaft she fed the helmet past her glossy lips and into her hot mouth. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock before sucking on his meat. She couldn’t help make faint slurping noises in her attempt to give John the best blowjob of his life.

“What are you eating?” her husband suddenly asked.

She withdrew from John’s cock but kept it within reach of her tongue.

“Just a sweet to keep me going. It’s one of those hard ones so I’m sucking on it.” She flicked her tongue over John’s helmet. She loved his taste and of course the fact that she was talking on the phone to her husband whilst sucking another cock. She pumped the cock with her fist.

“I’ll see you around 9 then,” Steve said and rang off. Clare put the phone down and looked up at John.

At the same moment her husband was watching her through the glass doors of her office. Concealed by the tall fern in the doorway he had a perfect view of what his wife was doing with the young man. He had stopped by her office to surprise her and ended up being the one surprised. There she was legs spread for another man, smearing her sexy lipstick up and down his cock while on the phone to him. The situation was too exciting to walk away from.

Clare lifted her legs up and parted her pussy lips with her painted nails.

“Get your tongue back up my pussy. You haven’t finished your snack,” she giggled. John knelt down and plunged his tongue back up Clare’s tunnel.

“Ooh yes,” she hissed, “fuck me with your tongue.” She ground her pussy against his face, pulling him in by the back of his head. Her gyrating motions smothered his face in her fuck juice. Wanting more she grabbed her ankles and pulled herself even wider open.

“You dirty slut,” breathed John, taking a break from licking, “look at you, legs spread in stockings and heels, exposing your holes.”

“Well don’t just look, lover, lick my slutty holes, both of them. Give me a good rimming before you stick that cock in my cunt.”

Aroused by her language, John licked her tight arsehole, prodding his tongue as far as he could. Clare’s fingers slid down to her clit and started to rub furiously.

“Ah yes,” she moaned, “lick my arse, I’ve been thinking about this all day. Give it to me, lick it loverboy.”

John’s tongued probed her back passage as his hands ran up and down her nyloned legs.

“Mmm, a stocking man. You know I put these on for you. It made me so wet this morning getting dressed, thinking of your reaction when you would see what I was wearing underneath my skirt.”

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