The House Guest

Nelson could hear a clear conversation downstairs and whatever it was about had Morgan giggling. Yawning and still wiping the sleep from his eyes, Nelson wandered into the kitchen to find his wife seated across the kitchen table from a tall dark stranger. He cock a brow as he stood in the doorway, waiting for Morgan to acknowledge him, but she didn't, still engrossed in the conversation.

"I'm sure it won't be any inconvenience and we'll have all that time to catch up!" Morgan smirked, reaching across the table to paw his Travone's hand.

Nelson missed the gesture having given up on being seen he instead wandered over to the coffee pot for his morning joe only to find the pot with little more than a spit in it. He hung his head with a sigh.

"Oh! Nelson! You're up!" Morgan rose from her seat to greet her husband. "I want you to meet my friend, Travone."

"Mm." Nelson grunted with a mild grin still not awake enough for social interaction this early.

"Babe, you're being rude to my friend." Morgan hissed under her breath.

"Morning, Travone." Nelson grumbles.

"Mornin' man. I just want to say I appreciate you putting me up for so long." Travone revealed.

Nelson grunted and looked to his wife with his brows slightly raised before sighing heavily and nodding.

"Sure thing." He turned around and threw up a thumb before wandering back upstairs to his office. "At least I don't have to go in today." He mumbled to himself.

Morgan lingered by the doorway her husband had just exited to listen for his distant footfalls and the eventually clicking of his office door shutting before turning seductively to Travone, who had during this time moved to join her.

"I'll take that cream now..." Morgan smiled up at her friend turned lover.

"Of course you can." Travone grinned as he pressed and close, pressing his lips against her own.

Morgan's hand wandered down between his thighs as she parted her lips to suck his tongue into her mouth, manicured digits coiled around the thickening length inside his jeans.

Morgan lead her lover to the spare bedroom unaware of its position in the house, just beneath her husband's office, or perhaps she was fully aware and simply didn't care. Travone certainly hadn't a concern on his mind as he followed quickly behind her, being lead by his cock until he was able to take a seat on the bed.

"Mm..." Morgan moaned, licking her lips as she regarded Travone's massive shaft. "Fuck this thing is... ...mm... ...it's so fucking big." She breathed pressing her face against his dark, heavy cum-laden nuts, inhaling his scent as she dragged her face up along the side of his cock. "Nelson's is nothing compared to this..." She whispered before lowering her lips to suckle on his sack.

"Fuck!" Travone groaned above her, watching as Morgan dragged her soft warm tongue up along the underside of his shaft, flicking the tip of his bulbous crown. "Keep going..." He encouraged her, slipping his hand along the back of her head to guide her.

It would however prove entirely redundant as Morgan needed no encouragement to work his mythic-sized slab of manhood, though it was going to take a fair bit of effort. Morgan slathered Travone's throbbing girth with a thick layer of spit, her fingers expertly working the veiny length with practiced skill.

"Ugh, that's it, Morg." Travone groaned spurring the lusty vixen on.

Unwilling to release his cock Morgan just nodded and moaned in response her warm slippery grip and wildly writhing tongue was pushing Travone over the edge and she wanted desperately to hear him moaning. She wanted him to be louder.

"Fuck it! Roll over." He ordered suddenly as he sat up.

"...ulk, okay..." Morgan nodded with gasp, her spit dribbling down her chin as she fell away from his crotch before she clambered onto the bed beside him and presented her glistening pink slit.

Travone admired the view of Morgan's shapely peach waving invitingly at him. Gripping his dick in one hand and her butt cheek in the other, he lined the tip of his cock up with her other drool-covered lips, slowly sinking inch after inch of his rigid girth into her waiting hole.

"UUUUGH!" Morgan cried out as Travone filled her moistened folds with his thick chocolate rod.

Travone pushed her into the bed, slipping his arm under her as he held her in place, it was all she could do to not cum right there as she was bound in his grip unable to do anything but take his massive dick into her unfaithful cunt. Morgan would not be able to hold out long though as the thought of her husband in the room above her was hard at work as her friend stuffed his cock into her again and again.

"Oh my god!" Morgan whimpered beneath Travone's insistent thrusting. "You're, ugh... ...fuck... ...so fucking... ...bigger..." Her eyes crossed as her body broke on his cock. "SHIT! YES!"

"Ah, fuck!" Travone growled as he pounded his cock into her, feeling her inner walls tensing around his probing girth.

Nelson had been dutifully typing away at his desk when he thought he heard a loud noise, something he couldn't quite place though as it was a sound he wasn't familiar with. He cast a quick glance out his window and stopped in the middle of his office to listen for it again.

"Hm, that was odd." He said to himself before returning to his desk.

As another email dinged on his laptop he heard another noise, this one was steadier, but he couldn't make out what it was. He wondered if the pipes were acting up again and if he'd have to call in the plumber for yet another visit.

"Thankfully, Morgan can deal with him." He nodded before turning to his email, distracted by work he ignored the steady rhythmic thumps emanating from the room just below him.

"Oh fuck yes! Fuck your cock feels so good!" Morgan moaned as she bounced on Travone's beefy member, her husband only half-aware of anything. "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" She cried out as her sopping hole soaked Travone's hips and the bed beneath him. "Fuck! Cum! Cum inside me!"

"SHIT!" Travone groaned ash is cock erupted inside Morgan's hungry pussy.

"YES!" Morgan shouted, slamming her hips down on his throbbing length, her inner muscles spasming as they came together.

A loud noise upstairs startled the two cheating lovers. Morgan leapt from Travone's lap so quickly she whined at the sudden emptiness that now filled her. Her mind blanked for a moment as she attempted to ground herself back in reality, but now her lover's warm goo was dribbling down her leg.

"Fuck." Morgan hissed as she stood stock still in the center of the spare room that Travone was going to be sleeping in.

The ceiling creaked above them and then they heard the footsteps. Morgan was tracking him across the ceiling and gathering her things, dressing as hastily as she could, even dashing to the door to throw it ajar so that it wouldn't appear amiss that she had been in there and alone. Nelson left his office, Morgan could hear his door opening and closing.

A smiled curled her lips as she spotted Travone already fully dressed and leaning against the dresser watching her with his own grin as she attempted to wipe the sweat from her brow. She paused to listen for her husband again as she buttoned up her pants and stole a quick tongue-sucking kiss from her friend.

"So I hope you'll find this to your liking." She said loudly as Nelson approached.

"Hey." Nelson tapped on the door frame, Morgan about jumped out of her skin

"Hey, Nelson. Morgan was just showing me the room here and where everything was." Travone started intercepting him at the door so Morgan could have more time to compose herself. "I really want to thank you for what you're doing for me man. You down to go out for a couple drinks later?"

"Oh, uh..." Nelson stumbled taken aback by Travone's offer. "Yeah, we could, uh, we could do that. Sure." Nelson nodded, looking up at that rather tall man.

"Cool!" Travone flashed a charismatic grin.

"Hey babe!" Morgan beamed as she bound out from behind Travone. "I told him not to worry about paying us, but he insisted on doing something." She laughed, breathing a little more comfortably now that had some extra time to compose herself.

"Yeah, okay. We can all go out for a few." Nelson suggested with stiff nod.

"Great!" Morgan threw her arms around Nelson and ushered him out of the room. "Is there a place you'd like to go?" She asked as the left Travone to his room.

"Wherever's fine." Nelson shrugged with a smile forgetting his reasons for coming out of his office in the first place. "Oh! Coffee! That's right!" He tossed an arm into the air and hustled into the kitchen to start a new pot.

Morgan found this last part incredibly difficult to maintain her composure, she was thankful that Travone had intervened when he did otherwise Nelson was sure to see her face flushed and still glistening. She was certain he had heard them and that's why he had come down, but Morgan was learning how to distract and redirect her husband. With work on his mind, Nelson was back in his office with a thermos full of coffee.

Meanwhile Morgan returned to Travone's floor to suck another load from his heavy nuts, her husband hard at work upstairs and she hardly working.

"Ulck, ulck, uck-uck, gluck!"