Cheating wife Donna entertains

Have you ever wondered what your wife does when she’s at work? Will she come home later than expected, and hurry upstairs to wash and change before you have the chance to exchange a few words? Is she avoiding intimacy as an excuse for having a rough day at the office? Is she wearing inappropriate underwear for work? If this all sounds familiar, you got to keep reading.

I would like to share a story with you about a situation that developed at work a year ago. At the time I worked in the busy service department of an electrical retail company. There were about ten men operating all kinds of household appliances. We had a few girls working at the helpdesk and customer reception down the stairs, but our floor was almost a male dominated environment, so you can imagine the fun among the boys when our service manager employed a really young cleaner. She only worked part-time, but saw her breasts wiggling as they struggled with the electric floor polisher every morning became quite a distraction. At 11:30 she made tea and coffee and brought it to every desk on a tray. The boys could always hurt her, tickle her when she had the tray and was generally messing around. She was a little embarrassed at first, but it wasn’t long before she gave back as good as she got.

She had a fantastic body, that she squeezed into a tight white nylon overall, she always seemed to undo the top pair of buttons, reveal just enough cleavage to hang out all our tongues. It was all I could do sometimes to prevent That she took a handful when she bent over with my coffee.

On a hot day in the summer we had persuaded her to wait for us after her shift so she could come to the pub with us for an extensive lunch. Our boss was on leave and nobody was planning to come back. We all had a lot to drink and Donna was clearly getting a little drunk. She flirted with the boys, sat on their knees and put her arms around their necks laughing and talking. After lunch instead of going straight home, the boys convinced Donna to come back for a coffee and pick up her bag. When I looked at the clock and realized I was catching up, I left them at the reception and went to my office, reluctantly picking up my tools and starting. I had just started working on a product then, Dave put his head around my door.

“Come here,” he said, “I want to show you something.” I followed him to his office and he closed The door behind us. I was surprised to see Donna inside, looked very flushed and sloppy. Her hair and lipstick were everywhere. Look, he said when he pushed Donna against the wall. He slipped his hand between the poppers on her in front of her uniform. He slowly opened them up one after the other, until the garment was opened from top to bottom. I almost saw her beautiful tits burst out of her white greasy bra. Donna didn’t try to stop him or cover himself when he came after her and untied her bra.

“Come on,” he said, “don’t you want to feel good about these beauties?”

I couldn’t believe what he was doing; But in moments we had lifted her bra so that her full breasts could fall free. When Dave kissed her open mouth hungry, I finally sank my fingers into the soft flesh of those perfect tits, feeling the warm fullness in my hands when I lowered my head to suck on her hardened nipples. I looked down and saw Dave now had her panties halfway and his fingers in her pussy. Donna let her legs fall further open to meet him. I could tell she was really excited by her rapid breathing and the way she reacted to our kisses.

“Let’s get her over the desk, I’m gonna fuck her,” said Dave. ‘No’, Donna gasped, ‘you shouldn’t’, but she started bending over the desk without our help.

I pushed a heavy box to the door as Dave held her firmly by the shoulders and slowly lit up his big hard dick in her waiting pussy. My eyes were on her when I moved around the station. A few days ago she seemed inaccessible and now she was almost naked to me with her beautiful big tits bouncing while my boyfriend hit her pussy.

I grabbed her by the hair that slowly lifted her head off the desk and squeezed her tits when I offered my dick to her lips. She obeyed her mouth and let me slip in. The excitement was more than I could stand and it didn’t take long for my wick to shine on her face. Dave quickly followed his sperm deep inside her.

Donna begged when she dried her face on a towel.

Turns out Dave had tried it with her when we got back and she hadn’t resisted at all. I think the alcohol had played a role, but now we had gone so far that there was no turning back.

It was worth staying for ourselves, we have some kind of understanding now. While the other boys were still fantasizing about their dream girl, we got her whenever and in any way. She’s such a slut now, every morning we see her husband saying goodbye while he drops her at the front door, knowing that in a few minutes our dicks will fuck those sweet mouths. Several times I actually have my dick in her, fucking her from behind when she waved him out of my office window. She used to get as lost as we do; She once admitted to me that it wasn’t the first time she’d dealt with more than one man at a time. It turned out that when she was about 15 years old and was on holiday in Spain with her parents, a group of about five local boys jumped her and dragged her into their apartment. I think with the intention to rape her, but eventually she couldn’t get enough of it and even came back the next night for another session. I don’t think she ever shared this with her husband. As time went on we became more daring, I was a key holder for the office and asked her to come a few hours on a Saturday morning. Of course, the office was closed, but she apologized to her husband that we took stock. When her husband Bill dropped her off, Dave and I waited. As soon as I turned the key in the door, we had her naked in seconds and started fucking her there at the reception. I don’t think Bill’s car left the parking lot. I had brought a double quilt from home and we stretched her out over the cafeteria dining table and fucked her for a good three hours in any conceivable position.

I must have done her four or five times and hurt my balls. Dave had just finished her mouth when we heard the outside bell. I looked out the window and saw Bill’s car outside. Instead of panicking, I can’t believe we did this, but Dave was ready in her mouth I went down and made Bill a cup of coffee and asked him to wait for the stairs at the reception for her, before he fucked back to Donna one last time. We kept him waiting another 20 minutes while I was emptying another shipment into her. I think it was the excitement to know that her husband was alone downstairs, which increased our excitement again.

After she was washed and Donna applied fresh makeup, we escorted her down the stairs.

“You worked hard,” said Bill, considering Donna’s flushed cheeks. “She works like a pro,” I replied with a smile, “I don’t know how we’d make it without her.”

I don’t know what excuses she gave him, but on Monday she trusted that we had made her so painful that she couldn’t have had sex with Bill all weekend. Luckily she had rested because we had another session scheduled during lunch. We had her many times after that, both in working hours and outside. Even at the Christmas party in the office, while one of our colleagues let Bill talk at the bar, we sat Donna between us and we discreetly fingered her under the table. He was a few feet away, but he had no idea what was going on. We each put a hand on her leg, forced them apart and gave us unlimited access to her pussy. Eventually I removed her soaked wet underwear completely, placing the little thong in my pocket as a souvenir. I remember we all got so excited by what we did that we took her to the hotel elevator and after reaching the top floor, I waved the door open with my foot while Dave and I pulled her dress up and squeezed our hands over her tits. they hard to make her nipples stand out. Then we let her kneel on the floor between us while we both ripped in her open mouth. We took crazy risks. Anyone could have come out of their room and got us, but I think that made it all the more exciting. When we were done with her, part of our pit had splashed on her cheek and Dave didn’t let her wipe it off, leaving her walking through the hotel lobby before he gave her a tisDonna. When we got back to the bar, Bill was still talking and drinking and hadn’t even noticed Donna was missing. It was that night we pulled the most daring stunt so far. Dave and I stayed. Buying Bill whiskey until he could barely get up, then we helped him back to his room so he passed out on the bed. We kept talking in their room for half an hour, and while Bill was still unconscious, we took his wife’s tits out of her dress and played with her nipples as we spoke. It was so tempting to fuck her again on the bed next to her sleeping husband, but we thought that would be a little too tempting for fate.

Unfortunately, all good things ended and we said goodbye to Donna at the end of last year, when Bill’s job forced them to go to Frankfurt. Although I’m sure you can imagine That we gave her a farewell party to remember, but that’s another story.