Sharing My Wife – Part 2

Amanda was giving him her devastating smile as she approached. She put both hands on the desktop, and leaned forward. “What kind of agreement….sir?”

Glenn’s bulging eyes locked onto her ample cleavage, and he started touching himself beneath the table. He caught Amanda’s eyes. “You know what I want,” he whispered. They stared at one another for a long moment, alone in his spacious office.

Finally, Glenn could no longer contain himself and maintain the charade. He sprung up from his chair, sending it rolling back on its wheels. Then he hungrily pulled Amanda to him as they kissed, devouring each other’s lips and tongue for a long time.

“I’ve been waiting for this moment all day,” Glenn breathed. “I wasn’t sure if it was really going to happen.”

Amanda smiled at her boss, who was older enough to be her father, and stroked his cheek affectionately. “I’ve never let you down before, have I?”

“No. No you haven’t, love. Not once.”

Amanda kissed him again. In a sultry voice she asked, “Now tell me what you want.”

Glenn could barely contain himself. He stepped back towards the window, never taking his eyes off my wife as he quickly closed the shutters. “Are you wearing the bra and panties that I purchased for you?”

“Yes.”

“Show me.”

Amanda removed her glasses and took her cellphone from her pocket, placing them both on the table. Then she slowly began unbuttoning her blouse, knowing a sexy strip tease would drive her boss insane. But Glenn was too impatient for that. He bounded over to her and ripped open her top. Amanda’s perfectly-formed 34C breasts, wrapped tightly in a silky, lavender bra, spilled out. Taking only a moment to admire my wife’s tits, he yanked her skirt down equally as fast, revealing matching panties that hugged her hips beautifully.

As Glenn stepped back, he pulled Amanda towards him with one hand while swiping everything off his table with the other. Once everything had clattered to the floor, he kissed her again, then basically tossed Amanda onto the table and bent her over. My wife yelped in surprise. Glenn had never been anything but deferential, almost passive, towards her. But his sudden roughness was born out of lust-filled desperation and impatience.

Glenn pulled her panties down then smoothed his hands all over her ass. He hesitated before giving her a hard slap. Amanda yelped again.

“Baby girl, did you enjoy it when we brutalized you the other night, in your very own living room?”

“You know I did.”

3 more quick slaps on each cheek left angry red hand prints on Amanda’s tan skin. But now Glenn was enthralled by her cleanly shaved pussy, which already had a glint of wetness to them. He rubbed her engorged clit and vaginal lips with his fingers, eliciting a loud sigh.

Without any pretense, Glenn drove the index and middle fingers of his left hand into my wife’s pussy. Her body quivered and she let out another explosive breath. As he commenced to fingerfuck Amanda, Glenn reached up with his right hand to unclasp her bra, pulling it out from under her and tossing it to the floor with the rest of her clothes. He continued drilling his fingers in and out of her vagina while sweeping his free hand all over her body.