George heads to work and gets a big surprise.

It was almost 10 o’clock the next day when George got a message from Abbey.

Hi Honey, I just met Xavier and Luther; they’re here to test the wares. I promise, no weed today, so by the time you get home, I will probably be full of cum. Love you.

George groaned and tried to focus back on work, knowing he could do nothing but fantasise about what was happening at home. Twenty minutes later, however, he got another message, a pic. This time his lovely wife, with her big tits, was naked, kneeling and sucking on one black cock while stroking another. A caption came with it.

I hope her cunt sucks as good as her mouth.

Close to 11, another message came; this time, his phone was on the desk, stupidly face up, and his secretary, Jasmine, was helping him go over the notes for his upcoming meeting.

As had been their habit when George was busy and focused, Jasmine picked up his phone and checked the message to see if it was urgent. George was too slow to stop her. “Shit, is that Xai? And is that Abbey?” she asked suddenly.

George stood up quickly and grabbed the phone from Jasmine. He saw what the picture was, poorly shot from behind Abbey, she was on all fours sucking Xavier’s cock as Luther fucked her from behind.

George went to deny everything and then stopped, “Wait, you know Xavier?” he asked stupidly, confirming what Jasmine had seen.

Jasmine laughed, “Yeah, he’s my cousin. Wait, is Abbey going to be on BOAB?” she asked. George blushed but didn’t answer. “Oh my God, really? She’s so perfect for it, her pristine skin and huge tits. Wait, she’s just getting fucked, right?”

George ran to the office door and closed it quickly, his face going even redder. “Oh, really? Abbey is going to fuck the boys raw? While she’s fertile?” Jasmine asked, sitting on the edge of his desk.

Her short skirt pulled up a bit, and she made no attempt to pull it back down. “We may have been exploring things lately,” George said pathetically.

“Wow, so in exploring things, you decided to let your wife be gangbanged and impregnated by a bunch of black guys for the internet?” she asked. George couldn’t help but moan quietly and noticed his erection was back. “So, Wayne’s normally the first one to make contact,” George averted his eyes, “And seeing as that’s Xai, I’m guessing the other one is Luther. They wouldn’t want to scare her too quick.”

“Scare her?” George asked.

Jasmine laughed, “Sure, Dayton is huge; I mean he’s like six five, and his cock is stupid big. So, how long?”

“How long what?” George said, coming back over to his desk.

Jasmine smiled, “I know the boys. They wouldn’t just want one night, they wouldn’t just want one weekend. So how long?”

George leant back on the desk beside her, “Three months, option to extend if she isn’t pregnant.”

Jasmine laughed, “Well, I guess I will see her at the annual Easter party. And what about you?”

“What about me?” he asked as his phone buzzed again. He opened it up, not bothering to hide it from Jasmine.

His wife was on her back, a bulge in her throat showed the depth of Xavier’s cock and Abbey was holding her abdomen. The caption made him shudder.

Already wishing she was pregnant.

“You getting a surrogate? Able to date in that time? Or are you just going to be swollen the whole time?” Jasmine asked.

“I can visit, not cum in her, obviously. But no, no other plans at the moment,” he confessed, “I should probably talk to Abbey about that, and I don’t know if we should be discussing this at work.”

Jasmine nodded, “I will give you the login for their live stream. It’s not public, they like to have edited cuts, but you will get to see everything going on. How about where she’s going to get tattooed?”

George shrugged, “We haven’t discussed it yet.”

Jasmine smiled, “Let her decide, and it will be a surprise for you, not knowing if you are going to find the tat on her tit, her arse, or her stomach as her belly grows.”

George moaned again as Jasmine stood up; as she went to leave, she quickly gave him a pat on his crotch. “You should get back to work, and maybe, organise to work from home for a little while; while Abbey is busy.”

George blinked at her as she started to walk away. Just as she was getting to the door, she paused, “I’m sure I will have to do some work from your house if you do that, and if you want to talk some more outside of work, let me know; we can go out and have some drinks, or,” she paused, “you can come by my place to have more, private chats.”

With nothing more, Jasmine opened the office door and went back to her desk.