1. The Cuckolding of Neil Dodds - Part 14


    Date: 8/25/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: angieseroticpen, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    another sip of his wine. “Well, we could set up a company together.” “I don’t have a lot of capital and I don’t want to use our home as collateral.” Karl shook his head. “I wasn’t asking you to,” he told her. “I put the capital in as a loan to the company and once the profits start to roll in I take it back out.” “What about if anything happens between us?” “Sex is sex and business is business, Claire,” he smiled. “I think we are both capable of separating the two.” Claire held his gaze. She was seeing him in a new light now. He was not just exciting in bed but he was exciting her again now in a different way. “I would have to talk it through with Neil,” she told him. Karl looked at her. “I think we both know where that will go, don’t we?” Claire felt that tingle between her thighs again. Neil was already letting her open her legs wide for Karl; giving him her body as a business partner as well would be no problem at all. “It would also allow our relationship to go unnoticed or at least without too many questions,” Karl winked. Claire smiled. “We may have to spend a lot of time together doing the paperwork.” “I know,” he sighed. “And, sadly, you would have to try out a lot of the stock for me.” Claire giggled. “I suppose someone has to make the sacrifice.” Karl laughed. Claire glanced down at him. There was a bulge in his slacks. “I hope when we are working closely together there will be... none of that.” Karl looked down as well and smiled. “We will have to make sure that ...
    we have adequate office space.” Claire laughed. “You mean to... “ Karl leaned closer. “Need to make sure that we have a nice big desk there,” he told her quietly. “So that I can have you across it regularly.” Claire felt that tingling again. She was beginning to imagine it all now. Karl calling her into the office at the end of the day, locking the door behind herself. He would be sitting at the desk, his chair pushed back and her hairbrush on the desk beside an open file. He would call her over. “Sales are down this week,” he would tell her. “Why?” “I... I don’t know,” she would stammer. The file would be pushed aside as he picked up the hairbrush. She knew the score. She would lie across the desk. His free hand would roughly push her skirt up and claw her panties down as far as her knees. Six of the best would quickly follow, and as she lay there sobbing, she would hear the sound of him unbuckling his belt. She would hear the sound of his zipper and then she would feel it. She would feel the bulbous tip of his huge manhood pressing against her cunt lips and his large, rough hands gripping her waist. It would be fast and furious; hard, rough fucking across the office desk. He would spank her thighs hard and pull hard on her hair, screaming obscenities at her and calling her names. She would feel his cum spurting inside her as he climaxed and she would feel her own wetness running down between her thighs. Once spent, he would pull himself away from her. She would hear his ...
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