It would be an understatement to say that Eric, my husband, was ambitious. He joined a local gym when he heard his boss was a member, dressed in a similar style, hoping to get noticed. We even moved into the same dockside apartment block as his boss, though we had a hokey little flat several floors below his boss's three bedroomed penthouse where he lived alone since divorcing his wife.
We started dropping into a wine bar which his boss frequented on Friday’s after work.
Eric would have me wear short skirts and revealing sexy dresses to impress his boss. I certainly got noticed alright by David, his boss, who is about fifty.
David looks much younger and is a very handsome, muscular and fit man of Scandinavian descent. He would come over sometimes and buy us a drink and chat.
Eric always directed the conversation to work and trying to impress David. I could tell David really didn’t care about work chat once Friday came around. We started going to this place on Friday nights on a regular basis. David always made a point of stopping over and greeting us.
This last time, however, David put his hand on my thigh as I sat perched on a bar stool. I politely removed his hand, but when we got home, Eric said, “Why did you move his hand? He's my boss, don't embarrass him.”
I responded, “Are you serious? You like seeing him touch me?" Eric denied it, but the look on his face told me differently.
A week later in the bar again, David's hand was back on my thigh, so I left it there. I could tell David knew that Eric was trying to get noticed, to ingratiate himself for a promotion. David was pushing to see how far he could go before Eric was forced to say something, probably hoping Eric would leave him alone about work.
It amused me, watching them both, Eric’s face was a picture as David pushed his luck, and his hand getting higher up my legs each time we saw him at the bar and Eric watching it happen.
I did find David attractive and an entertaining man and I was getting used to the attention and his touching me. I found my pussy getting wet as his big hands warmly resting on my leg and his fingers only inches from my panties and occasionally brushing his hands over my tits when no one could see him.
Still, Eric said nothing and I realized just how pathetic he was. Eric was prepared to let his boss grope me in the hope it furthered his career. Eric was using my sexy body to please his boss, making me dress up wearing sexy clothes and letting his boss touch me.
Let me tell you about myself. I’m a very attractive 29-year-old, slim build, 5’5”, shapely legs pretty face with big puffy kissable lips. 36EE tits that are too big for my body frame. For those of you that don’t know what that means, it means Huge Tits that protrude from my chest about six inches with 3” diameter puffy dark brown nipples, probably inherited from my Latina grandmother.
They do sag a little, but you can’t have tits this big and not have them hang a little. If you look at me from behind you can see them sticking out on the sides of me. My pussy has nice big lips and folds of skin with a nice triangle patch of trimmed black hair. I turn heads whenever I walk into a room and have since I was sixteen.
The following Friday we went again and this time Eric and I sat in a booth across from each other. I was wearing a pair of tight fitting shorts and a body hugging almost sheer white top with no bra. My tits stuck out like torpedoes and you could see the outline and hint of brown color of my nipples.
When David arrived, he chatted with a few people and then made his way over to our booth and Eric invited him to sit down and of course, he sat next to me sort of forcing me into the corner.
David and Eric talked about work again and of course, David had his right hand between my legs under the table.
Then Eric decided he had to use the bathroom and asked David to stay and chat with me while he went. I’m thinking Holly Shit I know what’s next. I can’t believe Eric is leaving me alone with David.
David started telling me how good I looked and that he missed having a woman around since his divorce and how lucky Eric was to have me. David didn’t waste any time, my legs had parted and his right hand was on my pussy rubbing it through my shorts. Then he put his other hand on my tits rubbing them and pinching my hardening nipples. I tried to protest but David is very strong and persistent and I didn’t want to make a scene. I gave in to him and let him feel me up.
I was frozen and couldn’t move. He softly talked to me telling me how beautiful I was and how attracted he was to me. It was like I was frozen in time and dazed while he was doing things to me and making me do things to him, my pussy getting wet and my nipples getting hard.
Then I could see Eric returning, I said, “David, Eric is coming, please stop. David! Please don’t let Eric see you doing this.” but he didn’t stop, he kept fondling me and squeezing my swelling tits. Eric got to the booth and David made sure Eric saw him groping my tits and gave them one more good squeeze and nipple pinch to each of my tits looking straight at Eric.
Eric just slid into his side of the booth watching David fondle me saying nothing and looking kind of timid not knowing what to do or say.
David spoke up and said. “Eric, I really like Niley’s tits, you’re a lucky guy.” Eric then brought up work conversation again and David played along and stopped to chat with him about work and let me go.
I’m like, OH MY GOD I can’t believe this just happened. That moment pretty much sealed the deal for David, when Eric said nothing after seeing David feeling my tits. David knew I was his to fuck. David continued to play with my legs and pussy under the table until the work conversation wore out and it was time to go home.
When we all decided to call it a night, before we all got out of the booth, David put his right arm around me and with his left hand grabbed my tits again pinching my nipples and rolling them in his fingers making them puffy and hard.
David, Looking Eric straight in the eye said. “I’m going to go home and masturbate thinking about Niley and her luscious tits.” I’ll get a rubber and fill it with lotion and put it on, then get on my bed with a bunch of pillows under me and fuck them until the rubber is overflowing with my cum.
Eric just sat there and watched him play with my tits. David gave me a quick kiss on my lips and said hope to see you again soon. We all got up to leave. My nipples were so puffed up and hard that people were looking at them and me as we walked out of the place.
When we got home that night, I told Eric that when he went to the bathroom that David leaned into me grabbing my tits and whispering in my ear that he hadn’t had sex since his divorce a year ago and wanted to fuck me and wanted to know if you would be willing to share me.
"Then he took my hand and unzipped his pants and put my hand in his pants and made me touch his cock. "Eric, It’s Big…Eric; It’s Really, Really big…I think ten inches big and thick. He made me wrap my hand around it and hold it until just before you got back.
Eric, he asked me for my cell phone number. I didn’t know what to do…so I gave it to him. Eric, you know he’s going to call me for a date, You know what he’s going to do to me on that date? Don’t you? Are you Okay with him doing that to my tits?
Eric, He’s going to fuck me with his big cock if you let him take me out. Is that what you want? Eric…your boss wants to FUUUUCK me! What should I do?"
Eric sheepishly and not making eye contact with me, said, “He’s my boss, I don’t think there is anything I can do. Maybe it was just the drinks he had. Why don’t we just sleep on it and forget about it?”
I was beside myself. Eric wasn’t going to do or say anything he was going to let his boss do whatever he wanted to me. I guess I was on my own.
We went to bed and Eric was fucking me. He was on top of me and doing it slowly. I looked up at him and whispered softly with a little smile on my face.
Eric, “David is on his bed pillows right now pretending to fuck me. I think you will be letting him fuck me soon. What do you think”?
Eric just closed his eyes and started fucking me harder then came inside me as if talking about David doing it to me got him off. Eric collapsed on top of me panting. I whispered in his ear again.
“Eric, You know David is going to Fuck me. Don’t you Eric.?" Eric was silent.
Two nights later we were in bed making love again and I thought I would experiment again. As Eric was fucking me, I asked him what he thought David would do to me in bed.
"Eric, Are you thinking about what he was doing to my tits in front of you in that booth? Your boss David was rubbing my tits and pinching my nipples so much that people could see them through my top when we walked out. Are you thinking of me with my hand inside his pants zipper holding his big cock?
He was getting hard in my hand you know. As his cock grew hard, I could not wrap my whole hand around it and he made me pump it up and down. Are you thinking about your boss fucking me Eric? You know he wants too. He told me he wants to fuck me. He said he wants you to share me with him. Are you going to give me to him, Eric? You know David is probably on his pillows right now pretending to fuck me. Does that turn you on?"
There was no response, but sure enough, Eric started pounding me really hard as I talked about his boss. I could tell he was about to explode then he pulled out and shot his seed all over my tits and face. More cum than I had ever seen him shoot. It really turned Eric on that I talked about his boss. He didn’t say anything about it, but I could tell by the way he fucked me so hard and came so much. Usually, Eric just cums inside me and rolls off and falls asleep.
It was a quiet week of thinking after that. David never called, but we exchanged a few sexy text messages. Teasing him, I asked him how his pillows were doing and sent him a picture of me to look at while he was in bed with them.
He said he hoped to see us again the coming Friday. Eric’s work week went normally, but David scheduled a Monday morning meeting with him at 8am and asked if he and I were going to be at the wine bar Friday night.
I have to admit I found myself fantasizing about David’s body during the week and what it would be like to be with him. David was a former athlete and still works out. He is 6’2” tall with big muscular arms and chiseled body. He is quite a handsome and successful man.
After a few days of nervous thinking about David and the events that have happened so far, I pretty much conceded to myself that this handsome older man was going to take me and I was very willing and wet thinking about it. The thought occupied my mind most of the week.
I thought about what David did to me in that booth and how his strong hands felt as he felt my tits and how scared or exciting it was when Eric saw what he was doing to me and how his cock felt in my hand.
I conceded that it was inevitable that David was going to have his way with me and I actually liked the idea.
As the next Friday approached, I asked Eric if we were going again. Eric just said
“We should if it’s okay with you."
Translation: It would be good for my carrier if you dressed in something sexy and let my boss feel your tits up and play with your pussy.
If Eric’s not going to do anything I’m just going to let it happen. I decided to wear my shortest pleated white tennis style skirt the next Friday night. A Skirt that when I sit on a bar stool if I wasn't careful, my panties would be visible, except that I wasn't going to wear panties and I wasn't going to be careful and I was going to show David my pussy.
I didn't tell Eric all I would have under my skirt would be my wet pussy, and the little gold ring piercing my pussy lips. No bra, just an almost sheer white spaghetti strap silk crop top, with my perky nipples sticking out and spike-heeled shoes.
I smiled to myself at the reaction I would get from David in this outfit. We got there quite early and stood chatting to some people we knew, keeping an eye on the door for David. I'd made sure I was next to a stool at the end of the bar in the corner, close to the table David usually took.
He arrived, and I caught his eye as he fetched drinks for himself and a couple he was with, then as he came over and sat on the stool next to mine. I hitched myself on the stool swiveling towards him, letting my legs part briefly flashing my pussy before crossing my legs.
The couple had their backs to me, David was the only one who could see and he nodded his approval and licked his lips at what he'd seen. I was careful no one else could see.
Eric was turned away from me chatting to the couple. I slowly uncrossed my legs, sitting heels hooked on the stool footrest, knees together, my hand resting on my thigh. A quick check again that no one else could see as I parted my legs, just a couple of inches. I could see the look in David’s eyes urging me to open my legs more. I could feel my juices seeping from my pussy, I guessed my wet cunt was visible, but I went further, moving my legs apart, sitting spread for 10 or 15 seconds.
I was getting aroused exposing myself to him, and moved my hand from my thigh and ran a finger along my slit, feeling it open under my touch, my finger slipping inside until I felt my clit ring. I gave it a quick rub, stroking my hard little erect clitty under my fingertips while David watched.
I suddenly became aware that Eric had said something to me and was turning, just managing to remove my hand and close my legs before he saw.
I didn't get another chance to flash David and about twenty minutes later saw him going to the door with the couple. I thought he was leaving but he saw them off then came over and bought a round of drinks and squeezed in between Eric and me.
He bent down, whispered in my ear.
“You’ve made my dick hard you sexy little thing, I'm going to fuck you as soon as I get the chance.”
I smiled and said, “I know.”
As usual, his hand was soon on my thigh and as he moved it higher, I parted my legs slightly, until his fingers were brushing my pussy. He pushed my legs further apart, slid a finger in my wet hole, dipping it in and out rubbing my clit with his thumb whilst he chatted to Eric. I gasped, loud enough for Eric to glance at me. I was close to cumming from the attention my sensitive clitty was receiving. I smiled at him, reluctantly removing David’s hand from my pussy at the same time.
We stayed for about another hour, and another drink, David’s hands straying up my skirt several more times when Eric wasn’t aware. David dropping hints about changes he was thinking of making at the company. Then David invited us up to his apartment for a nightcap.
Eric couldn't accept quickly enough. He looked like he just won the Lottery. We left with David and walked to his apartment suite.
Going up in the lift I listened as David told Eric how impressed he was with his work. Entering his apartment, he was telling Eric that he had a great future with the company. Bullshitting him, but I suppose that's why he's successful and Eric's just a gullible wanker. He was lapping it all up, agreeing that it was important to please the boss.
I could see where this was going even if he couldn't. I was admiring the view from the picture window and checking out the pad, bar, hot tub, piano, 80” TV, etc..
