Donald was in a meeting when his secretary came to whisper to him that he had an urgent call. Don excused himself and rushed to his office. He called his wife Cindy on his phone, self assured that it wasn't an emergency. He would have heard from her direct if that were the case. What's up, Han, Hi, darling. I'm with Darren and we're about to have ourselves some fun time. Just wanted to let you know. Okay, where are you guys? At some hotel not far from where we met, the
Merry Go Lodge in Burrington? Is he there beside you? Let me talk to him for a minute. Okay. A man's voice then came on the line. Hello, Hi, Darren. Hope you take good care of Cindy while you're with her. I sure will. I've got something lined up within the week i'd like you to be interested in. It's gonna involve you and Cindy. I'll let you in on the details later. I'll have to check my schedule, but if it's worthwhile, then I might be interested. Oh, it's sure
going to be worthwhile. I'll get back to you later on that mind. Giving the phone back to Cindy, thanks, yeah, sure. The phone passed hands. Then Cindy's voice came on, what's up, darling, do me a favor? Han? Since I'm not there, would you mind switching on your audio record? It'll be great if you do that. I'll do talk to you later, Don sure, Han. Later the call ended. Donald smiled reassuringly at himself. Gosh, if only he were there with her
to see them in action again. The thought of it raised goose bumps on his arms and a nudge on his pants. The moment ended with a knock on his door. It was his secretary, reminding him they were waiting for him at the conference room. Donald dropped his phone and left his office. Cindy half turned to Darren, who was kissing the back of her neck while holding her in his arms. Her body responded correctly to his caresses. Donald wants us to do an audio record of our you
know what. I hope you won't mind. Nah. Does he do that often? Make you do recordings when he's not around? Not always? I guess you can say that you impress him a lot from last time. That's good. About time we got to do more of that. Cindy set her phone's audio app on record, then placed it on the bedside cabinet before turning her attention to her lover. Her tongue darted it into his mouth, exploring as their lips remained passionately locked. Her hands rubbed his back, and slid
over to his shoulders. She wanted to consume him in the best way, in ways she wasn't capable of exploring during their first entanglement. This was more than wanting sex. This was love and lust rolled into one. His hands grabbed her but giving each his cheek behind her panties a fond squeeze while pressing her forward. To feel his heart on alive in his jeans, Cindy rubbed her knee against his crotch, loving the feel of his rigid heart on enclosed in his jeans. Her hands got busy unbuttoning
his shirt, fighting not to rip it off him. Let's get comfortable better, Darren said. He led her to the bed and stopped to hurry out of his clothes as well, kicked his shoes off her feet. While Cindy checked her phone to make sure it was recording, leaving it close by on a pillow. Darren kept on his briefs while he discarded his clothes on the floor. Cindy spread her legs as he then lowered his head. He slid her panties to the side and slid his tongue into her
wet neckar region. Within seconds, Cyindy's eyes glazed over as she began writhing her pleasure. While caught in the throes of her gasps. She was able to rid herself of her dress before resuming to succumb to the feel of his tongue probing her pussy's wet velvet folds. Her body squirmed, writhed,
and tensed with her suffocating moans. Darren held her legs apart and later pulled back to kiss his way across the under side of her thighs, all the way to her knees, before returning to the small patch of forest that grew on her crotch. Cindy arched her back and held her legs over her head as Darren dug further into her cunt. Eventually, he withdrew to catch some air and ran his tongue across his lips, licking off her
pussy juice. He climbed on to the bed and Cindy tugged at his briefs to release his erection, which tumbled into her hand. The sight of his thick organ was enough to get her wet even more. She kissed the mushroom shaped tip before propping it into her mouth. Darren swept hair from her face as she needed similar pleasure upon him. Her hand played with his balls while she sloppered on his dick, which seemed way too thick for
her jaw muscles to handle. Still it felt enjoyable. Knowing his heart on was hitting the roof of her mouth, dripping saliva on his foreskin, She pulled away from it, gasping, stroking his meat, reveling in his thick girth. God, I can't wait to get fucked by you, she moaned. Darren took that as time to get down to the real business of why they were there. He fell on his back, and Cindy came on one knee, taking his cock in
her hand and rubbed it against her vulva. She coued from the sh shards of delight that gave her, before lowering her other knee, letting his cock slip into her tight warmth. Cindy held her breath, her body tensed a shockwave coursed through her body as Darren's cock slid into her. It felt like an eternity for her as she then she let go of her breath and compensated by bursting into a chuckling fit. As shockwaves of lust tore through her body. She felt her buttock muscles quiver as her
cunt consumed his girth. Oh fuck. She flung her head side to side, as if that would distill the impact of his cock from further stretching her pussy walls. I forgot just how good your cock feels inside me. Oh my god. Darren said nothing, as he was busy concentrating on her, taking inch after inch of his manhood. He held her by her waists and watched between her legs as she gently rose then fell off his erect organ.
Cindy rested both hands on his torso, still taking his girth with ease, not wanting to rush the feeling, but Darren grew somewhat impatient of waiting and began thrusting upwards. Cindy felt the air knocked out of her lungs and screeched aloud. His cock went deep past her gut, toward her kidney or so she felt it was unlike any
force she had experienced. Darren felt her pussy milking his cock, and he held his breath as he then increased his pace, pumping hips and thighs, ramming his cock deeper and deeper inside her. The bed springs groaned with his movement. Cindy screamed and whimpered in response to his action. Her hair flew in a dervish, her face curled into a mask of hurting ecstasy, her mouth hung open and gasping moans. She surrendered to the frenzy of his cock punishing her.
Oh oh, fuck all fuck me, fuck me, just like that. Oh ah, repeatedly. She swept her hair from her face, still taking the brute round of pounding he gave her. Her tits rocked and bounced each way. Darren grabbed at them and gummed his lips to them. He let off his breath and allowed her to do the work. Cindy fell off him, sucking in air and letting it off in a wooshing breath. Darren turned on his side and hooked her leg across his thigh and angled closer to
her crotch. Cindy rested on her shoulder and held her leg up for him to reintroduce his cock back into her. They went like that on a steady tempo, like two people rocking a boat on a high sea, careful not to tip over. That felt good for Cindy to claim back her loss from the fast paced salvo he had started with her. Darren grew tired and pulled out of her, and Cindy came on her knees to clean his cock
for him. She was ravenous for it. She attacked his cock with gusto, slurping and gulping as much of his cock she could fit into her mouth. Darren grabbed a fistful of her hair and gasped as she choked forcefully down on his meat. His body underwent a tense paroxysm of shakes, and Cindy sensed he was moments away from climaxing. She didn't want to miss any of it and upped her blowjob effort. Darren spurted ounce of come. Rivers of
seamen rolled out the side of her mouth. Cindy ingested come still spurting out of his penile whole, before attending to the stream running down his shaft. The whole time, Darren was groaning and gasping. Cindy dug down and ran her tongue deep in his ass crack before coming back for air. They collapsed on the bed and lay there in silence. There was nothing except the cold air coming out of the air conditioner. Cindy then recalled phone and checked to see if it was still recording. It had
stopped halfway during their action. She replayed some of it, loving the sound of her moans. It sounded surreal and unlike her. I'm trying to imagine the number of women you must have pleasured like this, she said, quite a number? Darren answered, did they always like it? Rough? Who doesn't? But I like to get to know them first before I got started on them. What do you mean Not every woman is quick to jump into this, he explained. Some of the wives I've met they did it to
please their husbands. With those, I got to start gently with them. I got to work myself into their mind and make them feel comfy. You got to be like a therapist in bed, he chuckled. Yeah, if you want to call it that. Did it always work? Plenty of time? It did? With some wives. They learned to loosen up their nerves when they see me approach. Once they took my cock in my hand, it was like magic to them. It got them melting quick. Cindy reached down to grasp
his flaxed penis in her hand. She could picture how odd lonely wives would feel once they got to see his man had up closed as she was. Right now, what about the husband's I'll bet they too were floored whenever you've got to stripe in front of their wives. Did any of them ever come unto you even with their wives around? Yeah, he turned on his side to cut one of her tits in his hand. So many couples out there, all walking around, looking good and pretty,
you'd never presume a lot of em are bisexual. The weird thing is you've got to pass them to get at the wife. No way leaving them out of the equation. Did that ever unsettle you? It used to it first, but I learned to get over it. Nothing wrong with a husband wanting a taste of black cock alongside his wife. But enough about me, What about you? Have you ever played with chicks several times back during my swinging days? But I don't consider myself by or maybe I should
I don't know, what do you think? He shrugged. You're whatever you say you are. At least that's how I like to look at things. Whatever makes people happy is what I'm about. I'm starting to see why my husband likes you. She wrapped her arm around him. You're so plain, honest with yourself.