Realizing that she was getting the man excited, Sheila decided to give him a real thrill as they neared the station in the heart of Chicago's Loop.
Slowly, she started to spread her thighs apart. The man's eyes neatly bulged out of his head as he gazed between Sheila's thighs for the first time and saw what she was wearing. She could feel the gap in the front of her panties widen and she knew he was looking right straight at her exposed cunt. She leaned back a little and moved her hips to give him a glimpse of her cuntlips as the train came to a halt. Then she picked up her purse, hurried off the train, and walked the few blocks to Brad's building.
"Mr. Tomlin, Mrs. Tomlin is here," Brad's secretary informed him over the intercom.
"Fine, send her in," Brad replied as he got up from his chair and went around his desk to greet Sheila.
As Sheila stepped into the small office, Brad closed the door behind her. "What in the hell are you up to?" he demanded. Sheila answered by throwing her arms around him and pressing her body against his. Brad could feel at once that she wasn't wearing a bra, and he started feeling the thrill of her wanton little scheme.
"I want to fuck, right here and now," Sheila whispered in his ear. Brad reached for the door to lack it, but Sheila stopped him. "No, if Miss what's her name comes in, we'll let her watch."
Brad smiled at her. The horny little bitch, he thought. Where did she get the idea for all this? He didn't really care though. The idea of fucking his wife in his office in broad daylight and the thought of his secretary popping in on them turned him on.
They kissed for several minutes and then Brad unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. She stepped back and spread her legs, letting him get a good look at her sexy panties. Brad reached for her and started to pull her panties off, but she protested.
"No, leave them on. It'll be sexier. Besides they're designed for fucking."
Brad didn't care. He was too busy getting his pants off. Sheila perched herself on his desk, with her long legs dangling over the side. Naked from the waist down, Brad walked over to her and began kissing her tits while she reached for his hard cock. He sucked her taut nipple into his mouth and licked it with his tongue. Sheila started moving the skin back and forth over his cock in a slow, sensual jerk-off motion.
"Oh, baby, that's great," Sheila sighed as her husband worked his mouth over her shimmering boobs. "Kiss my pussy, too, please. Oh, I want you to eat my bunt out!" Brad didn't have to be asked twice. He got down on his knees and began licking her inner thighs that were already wet with the moisture that had seeped from her churning cunt.
Her swollen cuntlips tasted delicious. The smooth, wet flesh of her channel made his mind whirl with excitement and the sensation made his hard dick throb. Then he pressed his tongue against her clit, and she gasped with pleasure. He sucked the little sex bud between his lips and pulled on it. Her eyes were closed and she panted with the thrill of feeling his tongue on her cunt. She wrapped her naked thighs around his neck and hugged his face tightly to her hot cunt.
Brad felt her cunt muscles begin to twitch and spasm and he knew she was ready. He stood up and aimed his hard rod directly at her cunt as she sat on the edge of the desk. His cock slid easily into her tight, wet channel and he felt her grip him with her eager twat. He jammed his cock in as far as he could and then paused. What if somebody walked in? The thrill of being discovered electrified both of them.
Sheila wiggled her ass, feeling the walls of her cunt rub against Brad's hard prick. She could feel the head of his cock pressing against the back of her channel and his balls banging against her asscheeks. As Brad began to slam his cock deeper and deeper into her waiting pussy, Sheila wrapped her legs around his naked ass and held him tightly. Her cunt felt as though it were going to explode as Brad embedded his prong into her wet channel. He was lifting her to new peaks of wanton bliss as he drilled her soft pussy with his rampaging cock.
Sheila ground her cunt closer to the base of her husband's body, thrilling with every jab of his cock as he stretched her cunt flesh and made it burn with ecstasy. Her orgasm was building within her like a raging flood. Then giant waves of delight rolled over her as her orgasm tipped through her cunt. Her snatch muscles throbbed as she gripped Brad's prick and felt him shoot his cum into her body. With their passions driving them on, they thrust their bodies together again and again as they climaxed in unison.
When it was over, Sheila rested her head on Brad's shoulder. They, had been fucking for almost half an hour, and now they both were totally spent. Brad looked at his watch after a couple minutes and decided they had better get themselves dressed. It was almost five o'clock and his secretary would be coming in to tell him she was leaving for the day soon. They had just finished dressing and straightening things up, when there was a knock at the door.
"Come in," Brad said calmly. It was his secretary with a couple of letters for him to sign. She eyed Sheila suspiciously, but didn't say anything. Sheila smiled to herself. Just minutes ago she had been sitting on the desk with her husband's cock in her, and now she was acting as though nothing unusual at all had happened. It was terrific. She couldn't wait to try it again.
On the way home, Sheila told Brad how she had gotten the idea for fucking in his office from Marge. She even told him how she had teased the man on the commuter train by letting him look at her thighs and cunt. She thought maybe Brad would get mad when she told him, but it had the opposite effect. In fact, it really turned him on, and he kept asking her how it made her feel and whether the guy got a hard-on. By the time they got home, they were both so horny again that they couldn't wait to get their clothes off.
This time Sheila knelt in front of Brad as he sat on the bed, and licked his balls and his cock, making him moan with pleasure. She ran her tongue up and down the length of his stiff rod, feeling its power and tasting its masculine flavor.
Then she slid his cock between her wet, red lips and licked the underside of it while she felt it fill her mouth. She could feel the hair of his balls brushing against her lips as she took his big prick all the way into her mouth. Then she slid her lips back over his shaft until only its purplish head was within her loving grasp. She swirled her tongue over his cockhead and sucked on it as hard as she could. She probed its tiny opening with her tongue and tasted a few drops of his juice.
Then she felt his cock begin to throb and knew his orgasm was about to come. She put one hand between her legs and felt her wet cunt. Pressing her finger hard against her clit she began to finger-fuck herself while sucking Brad's cock.
Then she felt his hot, sticky jism splash against the back of her mouth, and she sucked him hard, pulling the cum from his cock. She felt her clit quiver as she came. She sucked his cock dry while her orgasm warmed her cunt.
CHAPTER TWO
Sheila was shocked. She couldn't understand how Marge could sit there and talk about mate swapping as though it were nothing more unusual than going to the movies. Sheila eyed Marge carefully as she talked.
"You'd really dig swinging. I know you would. I was a little leery about it when Harry first brought it up a few years ago. We don't swing all the time. Just once a month or so. Really, Sheila, you and Brad ought to give it a try."
"I don't know," Sheila replied. "Brad and I like sex, and that idea you gave us about making love in strange places was great, but letting my husband fuck somebody else is something different."
"You wouldn't mind fucking somebody besides Brad if you had the chance, though, would you?"
Sheila blushed, and she groped for words. "I, well, I didn't say that."