Hank drowses and remembers

Hank heard the boss's door open and his voice raised in a hearty hello to Veevee. His cock twitched again, and he closed his eyes, breathing slowly and deeply as he sat on the office couch. He smiled, imagining how Veevee's lover was enjoying her surprise visit. All dressed up like Little Miss Secretary in her blouse, skirt, and shoes from shopping today.

Veevee had kept a regular weekly nooner date with her former boss since leaving her executive assistant job. They'd first connected at a holiday party at his old company. The man had apologized when he realized that Hank was married to the woman he was flirting with. But Hank had encouraged him to continue with his blessings. They'd kept hooking up at work, and when Veevee's workplace lover started his own business, he'd taken Veevee with him and arranged the new workplace so that he could bang his secretary regularly to their great mutual satisfaction.

"Yes, over the desk," Veevee had said. "My work shoes put me at the perfect height for him to take me from behind."

Hank smiled, remembering when Veevee had coaxed her lover into taking a picture to bring home. Veevee's butt, pale, soft and broad, with her skirt flipped up. Slanting light from the window blinds dappled one side. And her lover's cock, deep brown and shiny with their juices, penetrating her deep pink pussy lips, a few blonde hairs from the tails of her bush on each side.

Veevee had told Hank, "He said my butt wasn't half bad for a white girl."

"Girl? He's ten years younger than you," Hank had replied.

Veevee had laughed. "Yup. He was pretty clueless to start. Learned a lot from my girl parts. My gift to his wife."

One thing their circle of swinging friends was, well, it was pretty darn white. Aside from Jim inviting folks he'd met through his import/export work -- mostly East Asian -- the parties looked like Whitopia was throwing an orgy. While Veevee hadn't exactly had any black boyfriends at college, she'd enjoyed plenty of dick of every color. After marriage and kids, she wasn't getting the variety she craved -- partly just time and responsibilities. So Hank was pleased she'd hooked up with her boss and stayed connected. Lovers made his wife bloom. They pumped joy into her with their cocks and she brought that happiness home.

Hank dozed off on the couch. He woke when the office assistant's keys jingled as she let herself out.