Veevee kisses and tells on Jordan

"So tell me more of your escapades, Veevee. How about more about this Jordan guy," Billy coaxed.

"Ooohhhh," Veevee said, rising up and down on his cock. "Hard to talk and fuck."

"Keep fucking, say what you can," Billy encouraged. "Who is he?"

Veevee panted but kept working herself up and down Billy Royce's cock. That was a story in itself, if she ever got to share it. When Veevee was young, she'd sucked, spread for, bent over for, and ridden a dozen rock musicians' cocks, but Billy was definitely the king of them all.

"Jordan. My old boss," Veevee said.

"That's a story," Billy said. "He part of your swinging group?"

"Not. Really," Veevee said. "Hooked up at a work holiday party ten years ago."

"Your lady stepping out on you, Hank?" Billy said.

Hank laughed. "With my full blessing," he said. "I was there. Jordan apologized for hitting on my wife, but I told him he was good to go, it was all about her." He lazily stroked his erection as he watched Veevee ride Billy Royce's cock.

Veevee kept riding. "So handsome. Dressed nice. Low sexy voice," she said. "Been a long time."

"A long time?" Billy said.

"No black men in our swing group," Veevee said. "Nobody since college."

"Ohh," Billy said. "Ass for days? He's a booty man?"

"Like you," Veevee said. "He loves my booty. And I'm a total taboo fetish girl for him. A married white woman at work who wants him."

"Vee just lit up from how much Jordan wanted her," Hank said. "And when she lights up, she brings that fire home."

"Ahh," Veevee said, still riding Billy. "That's so true. The more I have, the more I want."

"That's my girl," Hank said.

Veevee said, "But for a while, Jordan was really bad at sex."

"What?" Billy said.

"He only had younger women before and didn't listen to them," Veevee said. "I taught him everything."

Billy laughed. "I believe you," he said. "You have the loveliest most fuckable cunt, Mrs. Menard."

"Thank you," Veevee said, sliding that cunt on and off Billy's erection. "Jordan got better. He quit and started his own company. I went with him. Jordan's executive assistant and willing cock socket." She giggled. "Over his desk at lunch. Or sometimes under."

"You're one hot lady, Veevee," Billy said. "Inside and out."

"I quit a few years back," Veevee said. "I still see him once a week at lunchtime to get our little party on."

"Why'd you quit?" Billy said.

"Didn't need the money. Anymore," Veevee said, bouncing up and down in Billy's lap. "Thought he should, uh, save... Some action for his new wife."

"Ha, fair enough," Billy said. "When'd he have time to meet her?"

Veevee said, "Rashida was his banker. Saw how she looked at him. Fixed them up."

"Matchmaker angel with ass for days," Billy said. "Fuck, that's hot."

Hank laughed. "There's hotter," he said.

"Told her what Jordan liked," Veevee said. "Helped her learn anal."

"La-dy," Billy said. "Above and beyond the call."

"That's my Vee," Hank said. He watched from a chair facing the couch, stroking his big cock as Veevee bounced up and down on the rockstar's large natural endowment.