Nelson stays late at the office

"Hey honey I won't be home for dinner, Mr. Frazier personally asked me to handle this important project for him." Nelson texted. "I probably won't be home until after midnight. Looks like I'm the first one on this and nothing's been done."

"Aw, okay baby. Love you!" Morgan returned as she bobbed her head.

With Nelson's promotion at the Christmas party, Morgan found her evenings suddenly wide open, much like her mouth at this very moment. Glen smiled down as Morgan tossed her phone aside to continue gagging herself on the older gentleman's sizable girth. When he first arrived Morgan had been surprised, but pleased, to find her husband's boss on her doorstep.

Morgan instantly recalled their holiday tryst at the company party in his office, her heart fluttering in anticipation for whatever it was this man had planned for them. She was going to think about that, she didn't want to, stepping aside to invite him into their home.

"Do you do this with all of your employees' wives?" She asked playfully as she had taken his hand and lead him into the living room.

"You're one of many." He had revealed before taking a seat.

"Aw..." Morgan pouted as she turned to face him, kneeling at his feet.

"I'm choosing you now, aren't I?" Glen offered. "Now why don't you show me the respect I'm due and stop making me wait."

"Yes, Sir." Morgan smiled up him as she pulled his cock from his pants to quickly take him into her mouth.

"That's a good girl." Glen encouraged. "I told you I'd make this work." He smiled again, a groan escaping as Morgan's smooth wet tongue writhed wildly against the underside of his cock.

Morgan nuzzled her face into his nuts as her tongue lapped at the tender wrinkly bag of flesh before returning his throbbing length to her hungry mouth with a whimpered moan. Her husband's boss grinned victoriously down at her, watching his hard veiny flesh disappear between her lips though failing to take him fully into her mouth she still left him coated with spit.

"Ulck, ughk, gluck, gluck, uck!" Morgan's head bobbed on Glen's throat poking length. She wanted desperately to take him all the way into her throat but he was far larger in both girth and length than Nelson by a long shot.

"You're a good little whore aren't you?" Glen smirked as he combed her blonde tresses away from her face, tucking them behind her ear to the slut's delight.

"Mm-hm." Morgan moaned a muffled agreement, her eyes closing as she leaned into his touch.

"Show me." Glen commanded, leaning back and Morgan realized he had positioned himself as her boss too.

Eager to please her new master and get that massive slab of meat inside her, Morgan quickly climbed onto his lap and turned away before bending over and reaching back to point that beefy flesh-scepter towards her glistening slit. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she sunk down onto his rigid length, her body shuddering as it acclimated to his impressive endowment.

"Mm-fuck..." She gasped as she started bouncing her hips, his thick cock filling her with a spreading warmth, a surge of bliss.

"Oh yeah, that's... ...yeah!" Glen grunted as Morgan's ass bounced up and down before him, his cock sliding easily into his newest toy's adulterous cunt. "Fuck! Yes!" He groaned through gritted teeth.

Morgan's pussy gripped Glen's throbbing rod as she bounced herself to multiple orgasms before he finally erupted. No warning, he just pulled her down and impaled his length into her slavering twat to deliver a thick load of his creamy baby-batter. Her body spasmed as she shared the orgasm with him, her eyes widening in surprise at the sudden flood of heat that was filling her thoroughly moistened canal.

"FUCK-SHIT!" Morgan cried out, her toes curling as she fell back against Glen's chest, his cock still pumping seed into her convulsing folds.

Behind her Glen panted, his hands holding onto her tits as she too attempted to catch her breath. His cock softened and slid out of her causing a shudder to ripple through her sweaty body. Her master's warm cum drizzled from her pink and wrinkled folds, pooling on the chair beneath them, Nelson's chair. She almost came again when she realized that last part, a dazed smiling curling her lips.

"I hope you don't think we're done." Glen warned. "Before I fuck you again, why don't you go make us some dinner?" He said, pushing her off of him and onto the floor.

"Ugh." Morgan was almost offended but something else hit her causing her to simply nod. "Okay-yes, Sir." She wanted him inside her again at that very moment. It was taking all her strength to not throw herself at his feet and beg him for more.

Morgan made a light dinner, sandwich and salad for two reasons. The first being the activities they were about to partake in and the second being speed. She didn't want to put off their lustful relations any longer than absolutely necessary. One thing urging her haste was that she didn't know exactly when Nelson would come home and didn't her husband to catch her with his boss like this.
"Who's-my-dirty-fucking-whore?!" Glen grunted through gritted teeth as he drove his cock into Morgan's unfaithful hole.

"ME!" She cried out as her orgasm exploded from her upturned twat, spraying out around Glen's pounding rod to soak the couch beneath them.

Morgan's legs swayed overhead as her husband's boss claimed her pussy for his own. His cock filled her so much it was all she could do but to mewl beneath the older man's surprising virility. She almost wondered if he was trying to knock her up and the thought alone was enough to make her cum again.

"Yes-you-are!" Glen grunted as he used her and fucked her into the couch. "You're-my-fucking-whore-aren't-you!?" He asked. "Aren't-you!?" He asked again using his hips to emphasize his words.

"YES! YES! YES! OH FUCK! YES!" Morgan moaned as her orgasm rushed from her still spasming folds.

"Good, now I'll let you wear this last one." Glen smirked before suddenly pulling out of her.

Without any instruction, Morgan rolled from the couch and onto the floor at her master's feet. She looked up, closed her eyes and opened her mouth as he stood over her. Groaning as he stroked his erupting cock, Glen slathered her face in strips of his steaming cream.

"FUCK! YEAH!" Glen shouted as he slapped her lips and cheeks with his cock.

"Mm... ...Sir..." Morgan moaned as his cum dripped into her mouth and onto her tongue, salty and almost metallic she savored his cum.

"Good job." Glen smiled down at her. "I hope you had fun tonight." He added as he started to get dressed. "I hope I'll be seeing you at the company retreat in the Spring."

"Can we... ...before that?" Morgan was nervous to ask, but she didn't want to wait that long. "I-I would like to do this again, Sir."

"Good. I'll be in touch my dear little whore." He smiled before bending over to kiss her softly on the forehead, careful to avoid his own semen. Morgan closed her eyes and leaned up into his kiss. When she opened his eyes he was just shutting the door behind himself.