The first time I met Amanda was when I’d gone to Accounts at work to ask why a client had not been properly billed. When I got there, the accounts manager introduced me to her, saying that client billing was her responsibility. I shook her hand as we were introduced, looking her in the eye, but I’d already allowed myself a brief look at her body. She was an average-sized person, maybe five foot six, with a full figure. Sh...

In the months following my first fuck with Mandy, we developed an enjoyable affair. We managed to get together at least twice a week, sometimes at her place, sometimes at mine. We had a good time sexually. She was an enthusiastic and uninhibited lover, willing to try anything I suggested. We fucked in every position imaginable. Her favourite was doggy style, which suited me as I like the power that gives. I fucked her in...

I woke the next morning with a raging hardon, wondering where I was until I felt Mandy’s body beside me and remembered what had happened. Tim was no longer in the bed, probably in the bathroom. I reached my arm over Mandy and took hold of her right tit, rolling her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, then palpitating her breast. It felt absolutely wonderful, full and firm, yet somehow soft. She had fabulous tits. I fe...

The Monday following the threesome with Mandy and Tim was a quiet day at work, with no real issues. That gave me the opportunity to walk through to Accounts and have a word with Mandy, taking some invoices along as a pretext. We sat at her desk with the papers in front of us, pretending to look at them. “Did you have a good time?” I asked softly. “Fabulous,” she answered, “and so did Tim. He can’t wait for the next meetin...

The day following my evening with Mandy, where her husband accepted my role in their marriage, started off normally but soon changed when an angry Sarah came into my office and closed the door. “How can you be such a shit?” she asked, “you’ve completely crushed Tim and made Mandy feel bad. You’re a bastard, Alan.” “Sit down, Sarah, and calm down,” I said, “Tim wants to be crushed. He wants to be servile. He’s nearly accep...

The next few months passed without any substantial change in my relationship with Mandy. We met two or three times a week, usually at their apartment. Tim seemed to have come to terms with his inner desires and was now anxious to subjugate himself to both Mandy and me. I noticed that Mandy, too, was changing. She was far more assertive with Tim, ordering him to do things rather than asking. She had also started to be some...

For the next few weeks following my chat with Sarah, my life with Mandy continued as before with us meeting regularly. Mandy allowed Tim to fuck her in between our sessions but required him to wear a condom, which he seemed to accept. Towards the end of the second week, I had decided I’d like an evening of fun and had called round. We were sitting on the couch in the living room when she told me that she had started her p...

It was during the week following Tim’s first fuck with Sarah that I noticed a change in Mandy’s relationship with him. I was in my office when she came to see me, shutting the door behind her and sitting down. “Are you home tonight?” she asked, “because I’d like to come round.” “Yes,” I replied, “I am and I’d love to see you. Will you be alone or are you bringing your husband?” “I think I’ll bring him,” she said, “he need...

The two weeks after the night when I filled Mandy’s fertile cunt with my semen passed very slowly as we waited to hear if she was pregnant. It was almost certain she was, as we fucked a number of times in the evenings following that night, although on some days she wasn’t available and wouldn’t tell me what she was doing. I didn’t question her too much, as it appeared that she was doing some pelvic muscle exercises. I not...