1. Company Cuckold


    Date: 10/27/2014, Categories: Group Sex, Interracial Sex, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    the tissue, positioned my mouth to her warm supple mammary and slowly stroked myself until I came into the "tissue cunt" she handed me. After I got off and removed my lips from her tasty tit, I discovered she was sl**p. After disposing of the tissue, I went back to bed and held my beautiful sl**ping wife. Even though horrified at what she had become, deep down within I was glad I had chosen to stay with her and thankful she still had need for me. After being on the job for over three months, my wife was correct, I was surprised at how much degradation and humiliation I could really take. The office staff, which numbered about twenty, toyed and teased me at times and treated me with disdain at other times. There was Joe Benson, President of the company and four other black managers. In addition there were five other lead administrators, all black men too. The rest of the staff was composed of ten white women and myself. It was evident, all the women were routinely sexing it up with the black men. They all had white husbands and families, but were more than willing to part their legs for their black stud co-workers. It was common knowledge that Joe dug my wife, but he didn't mind her screwing the other black men in the office and business associates. Apparently, she didn't either. The company was like one big screwing club. Joe Benson and my wife subjugated and ridiculed me horribly in front of the office staff as it wasn't bad enough that my desk was in the men's restroom. It ...
    was also common knowledge that I was also the office custodian in addition to my regular work. Everyone praised my accounting skills, but at the same time taking their cue from big Joe, they put me down and berated me whenever it pleased them. Take for instance, at staff meetings, Joe would often have me serve coffee and donuts to the others like I was a maidservant. Additionally, I had to stand near the coffee pot for the entire meeting until someone beckoned for me, or snapped their finger, which my wife and Joe did frequently, for me to bring them a coffee or wait on them. Other times, if Joe thought the office needed tidying up doing the day, it was not unusual for him to order me to empty the trash cans or vacuum or mop or dust in my business suit. I was the butt of office jokes and nobody counted me as a man. It was strange but I found their attitude so easy to accept. After all, what man could love his wife so much to go through the ordeal I was. Having a desk in the men's john was something that took getting use too. The urinals were about five feet in front of my desk and due to the geometry of the area, one would see my desk first upon entering. There was a small corner, so I positioned my desk that allowed me to turn my back to the wall and face the door, rather than looking at the urinals and having to watch the men coming and going to do their business, even though it was obvious they all were very well hung. I concluded it was true what was said about black men ...
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