Let her explain herself.

“Did you set this up, as a trap?” Adam nearly shouted in rage.

“Of course, isn’t it obvious?” Holly smirked. “You’re only in trouble cause you havn’t fucked this hot piece of ass yet.” Holly licked her lips as she playfully smacked Sara’s ass.

“I did try my best.” Sara pouted.

“I know you did, someones just to much of a goody two shoes.” Holly tsk’d as she sauntered toward Sara. “Would you feel more comfortable if I got her warmed up for you?”

Holly stepped closer to Sara, her playful smirk now laced with a hint of mischief. “How about we give Adam a little show?” she suggested, her voice low and sultry. Sara’s eyes sparkled with intrigue as she instantly caught on to the plan, a sly smile creeping across her face.

“Sure, why not?” Sara replied, confidence radiating from her. The tension in the room shifted, charged with an electric anticipation. Adam sat frozen, shocked and puzzled as he tried to process what was unfolding before his eyes.

Holly turned to Adam, playfully biting her lip. "Better?" Holly smirked as she shoved Sara down to her knees. “Now, unzip. I wanna watch your little work crush **** on that cock she’s been drooling over.”

Sara looked up with doughy, lust-filled eyes. “Please.” She whimpered, making Adam’s heart leap.

There was nothing left to hold back his primal needs. As if under a spell, Adam yanked his pants down, underwear and letting them fall to the floor.

Sara’s eyes widened as she finally caught a glimpse of Adam’s thick hard cock she had fantasized about for so long. She wasted no time grabbing it and guiding it to her waiting lips. She never imagined she’d be kissing Adam’s cock before she got to kiss his lips, but she couldn’t care less. The moment was perfect, his erection was warm and welcoming. Throbbing with a frantic heartbeat she could feel as her tongue claimed every sensitive ridge and valley. Her devotion took Adam’s breath away. The tidal wave of pleasure from her teasing enough to make him worried about his endurance.

Adam groaned and arched his back in appreciation as he caringly stroked Sara’s hair, even as his wife’s eyes were glued to him, biting her lip and unfastening the clasp of her coat as Adam’s erection disappeared into his lover’s lips.

“Fuck that slut.” Holly demanded.

“Don’t call her that.” Adam snapped back in Sara’s defense.

“What are you going to do about it?” Holly asked coldly, with a sly smirk.