No one says a thing.

They couldn’t; there was nothing for them to say.

They just gave each other blank stares as Steve positioned himself behind her ass. They both knew what Steve was probably going to do next.

Jennifer preferred different sex with different people. Some people felt better in the mouth, having a pleasing shape and taste. Some felt better in her pussy, with stamina and strength she enjoyed. Some felt better giving them tit jobs. Those were men she wanted to be with, and she wanted to see their cock, the beautiful ones, so she could watch the cum leave the cock; it was a dirty and erotic sensation for her.

Some women were better for a soft touch and having skill with their tongues or fingers; others were better for striking beauty or having a pleasing scent or taste.

What she liked about sex with Steve was how he treated her like an object to be fucked, and for his raw physical power. He was not just a man with a big cock; he was a massive and physically powerful man with a big cock.

It got her off to be used by him, so vaginal sex with him felt great. But anal, well, anal with him felt otherworldly. She rarely had cum so reliably as with her boss Steve; he was a machine, a fucking machine.

He always gave her the best anal in her LIFE, and he knew it. For a while, Jennifer had struggled with his size, but she had grown used to it over time, and she could take most of his length in her ass at this point.

Steve rarely ever gave it to her because he liked the risk of fucking women when people could catch them, and when he took her ass, she was VERY LOUD. Rarely for Steve and Jennifer meant all the time for usual sexual partners, she sucked his cock almost every day, and she fucked him three to five times a week most weeks. When they were busy, they fucked much more.

Steve had fucked Jennifer the day after her first date with John and the night John proposed, making a point to cum on her engagement ring. Steve would have fuck her even in her wedding dress the day before she got married; if he could have, he would have sent her down the aisle with his cum dripping down her leg.

He took his time getting ready to fuck her ass this time, wrapping his hand up in her hair as he lined his cock with her pussy, allowing the excitement to build inside of her. He rubbed his huge cock head against her pussy, gathering his cum and her fluids and rubbing them on her asshole. He wanted to give Jennifer and John time to appreciate this moment properly, what they were going to see and experience.

Before she got caught, Jennifer initially hoped to introduce John into the swinging life slowly, but even then, this was one thing she never wanted him to see. A man could take a lot, but seeing what happened to her when her boss fucked her in the ass was something else. She wasn’t sure John could manage this, to accept this.

But that was the last thought that went through her head because Steve finally pushed his cock head into her sphincter. He pulled on her hair as he pushed his cock inside of her, causing her eye to line up with her husband’s glare as she screamed, “Oh, fuck.”

She hollered as his massive cock head split her ass. Her voice was so loud that it actually echoed inside the strip club. She even squirted, something John had never seen her do, just from having his cock thrust into her once. After that singular thrust came many more, an almost never-ending amount of thrusts that drove Jennifer’s screaming mouth into her husband’s lap. Her rear rosebud is shaped into Steve’s dick in a very pleasurable process.

She screams, “Fuck Daddy, Use my ass. It feels so good, Daddy.” Her mind didn’t want to say that, but her body wouldn’t let her not say it.

Jennifer felt John’s hard cock in front of her and held it tightly as her boss fucked her ass. She exposed it and jerked John off as Steve fucked her, but didn’t put it in her mouth; she would just about lose her mind when Steve did this to her; she didn’t want to bite her husband’s cock on one of the rare instances where it got hard these days.

Steve eventually came in her ass, grunting like an animal and pushing himself deep inside of her. When this happened, John came as well, and he came a lot; it shot everywhere: on his pants, on Jennifer’s hand, in her hair, and on her face. He made a mess.

Steve slowed his thrusts and then finally pulled out, with Jennifer groaning in both pleasure and pain. She turned to look at her boss, and he saw the mess her husband had made and smiled: all the better, more humiliation.

Jennifer struggled to get up and to try to turn around towards him. Steve just laughed. She was going to feel that one for a while; they were both going to feel that.

Jennifer always cleaned his cock after he fucked her; he expected it, but ass to mouth in front of her husband felt like a bit much. No need to push too far and fuck this up.

“Don’t worry, you don’t have today, I’ll clean myself. I can see that after so long, you aren’t used to a real man yet.” he chuckled as he left the married couple alone in the room.

They silently stayed just like that for ten minutes, with Jennifer wiping the cum off her face with John’s shirt. When John’s pants finally dried, Jennifer got up, got changed back into her regular clothes, and drove home.

On their way home, Jennifer asked, “John, honey…Do you want to talk?”