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show me off, and let them use meBefore we even got married I knew Brad loved it when I wore sexy or see through things when we went out, but after we got married he wanted me to go to the next level. Even on our honeymoon he had me pretend to be sleeping and call room service up and order something just to get it delivered to our room. It started with me nude with a sheet covering everything except casually exposing my lower body, like a leg and part of my naked ass.Brad really got a trill watching the young guys they sent to our room as they tried to get an eyeful with him noticing. And by the pool he would have me undo the straps to my top and open it to the point that if you walked behind me you could see my tits right down to my nipples. Not that I have huge tits or anything, they’re 34B’s but with nipples that my husband calls eye-putter-outers.After we got home and went back to work he got me to wear loose tops with shelf-style bras so my tits would be on display if you cared to look that close. After my boss saw me dressed like that he asked me if I would like to move to his floor with a raise as well. We needed the money so I took him up on his offer. The other women were calling me a slut and a bitch and even a cunt, with some saying it to my face. I just laughed at them and told them if they had a body like mind they’d probably show it of like I did.My husband said my skirts needed to be shorter and I needed to start wearing hose instead of pantyhose, which was okay with me, I always hated pantyhose anyway. Plus now my boss has me take dictation and he always wants me there with him to do it. He has me sit in front of his desk in a chair that makes my ass sore so I move around a lot and I’m sure he gets a eye full. Now my husband wants me to wear see-through panties or no panties at all. I said I would try it out with his friends coming over on Friday night to play poker and see how it went. That got me going. I couldn’t think about nothing else for the rest of the week.When poker night came around I was wearing a new tiny mini skirt with black hose and with no panties and a loose tank-top, with no bra at all. I felt so deliciously slutty.The game started at 8 o’clock and by 10, four of my husband’s friends had their hands up my skirt far enough to feel my bare ass and one of them, the one I was attracted to the most, was rubbing my pussy lips with his fingers and then sucking them clean, looking into y eyes as he did that. Man, was I ever getting wet! Five guys other than my husband telling me how hot I was and I’m eating it all up.By the end of the poker game two more of them had run one or more fingers up and down my pussy slit several times and I was so horny that after they left I grabbed bolu escort bayan my husband Brad and threw him on the couch and fucked his brains out, riding him like a cowgirl at a rodeo.After we’d fucked ourselves out, he said, “I dare you to wear that to work on Monday. But I bet you’ll chicken out.”I asked, “What if I do and my boss tries to get in my pants?” He just laughed, saying, “That’s up to you isn’t it. Maybe he’ll give you another raise.”***The next morning. As I leave for work 30 minutes after Brad does, he isn’t sure what I’ll wear, so I took him up on the dare and wore a nicer top, but the same tiny skirt and black hose with no panties, just my shaved pussy for him to see. I no sooner got to my desk than he was there saying he had a few letters to send out. So I grabbed my pen and pad and followed him into his office. I started in a very businesslike way, but when I moved on the chair and my legs opened a bit – for just a second – he couldn’t remember what he was saying, and had to ask me to read back what he had said. It was all I could do to keep from laughing at him and the look on his face was priceless. By the time the letters were done and I took them back in for him to sign, I was getting very horny. As I stood there watching him sign the letters I was almost dripping wet and as I put the letters down he asked me to come around his desk because he said that I had a typo he wanted to show me. Now there’s no need for me to come around his desk but he asked so I did, and he was right I had a wrong letter in one word so I said I would retype it. Then he said for me to wait and he would check the other 16 pages in case I needed to fix another ones as well. As I stood beside him his hand next to me went down to his leg and slowly moved over towards me, then up my leg. I didn’t say a word and when he got to my ass he massaged my cheeks softly, which was turning me on even more. Then when his hand went part way down my leg, I knew I should stop him, but I was way too horny for that by then. He began to slowly rub the inside of my thigh just above my hose then slowly moved up to my very wet pussy. By then he’d laid the letters aside and was intent on exploring me as I stood there, with my eyes closed, breathing hard. He was rubbing my pussy lips and then my clit and I almost passed out from the orgasm I had just from one touch on my clit. I came all over his fingers and when I finally opened my eyes again he was smiling at me and then went back to work with his fingers again. Just as I was on the edge of cumming again he stopped and stood up, pushing me forward over his deck and I head his fly being unzipped and his pants dropping.I was finding it hard to catch my breath, escort bolu then suddenly he pushed the biggest cock I’d ever had in me from behind. Just one push and I was coming again like crazy, moaning with pleasure as he nailed me. And it wasn’t long before the room started spinning around and I blacked out! I’d ever cum that hard in all my life before.I wasn’t out for very long because when I came to he was still fucking the shit out of me, forcing me to have one long orgasmic event, until I thought I was going to pass out again. Finally I begged, “No more! No more!” That’s when pulled out and pushed down to knees and put his huge cock to my lips to be sucked. I have never tasted myself before, but I was so crazed by then that liked the taste of my pussy on his cock. He then grabbed hands folds of my hair pushing about half his cock into my mouth and part way down my throat! I have ever been able to deep-throat Brad before, but he was fucking my throat with almost all his cock now and there was nothing I could do about it. My arms were flailing around as I tried to breath between thrusts. I was getting scared that I might die with that cock down my throat but he let me breathe just enough and pulled back so just the head of his cock as in my mouth as he started shooting off. He was spurting his hot cream into my mouth and down my throat. That was also a first for me, I had never my husband cum in my mouth before, but here was my boss shooting a huge load into my mouth and down my throat. As I swallowed, I found I didn’t really hate the taste, it was kind of salty and a little bitter, but not too bad after all.***When I got home that night, Brad was already in and as I walked through the door he grabbed my skirt and pulled it over my hips, seeing that I had no panties on. “I didn’t think you’d have the guts to do it, but you did. Good girl!” As he dropped to his knees and started eating me out. I hadn’t been a good girl and I was hoping that I’d cleaned up enough so he wouldn’t know that I’d been totally fucked by my boss for 4 hours before he let me up. But he didn’t seem to notice anything, so I guess I got away with fucking my bosses huge cock, art least this time. As I started cumming in my husband’s mouth, all I could think about was my boss’s huge throbbing cock going deep into my pussy, doing things to me that I’d never had done to me before. When Brad got back up after making me cum, he said, “C’mon, we’re going to Bob’s Restaurant for dinner.” I knew why he wanted to go there, they have big plate glass windows with chairs facing the street and with the tiny skirt I had on, anyone would be able to see my pussy from that angle. But after what I’d done at work, this seemed like a small bolu escort thing to me.Anyway, when we got there, Brad said for me to sit almost in the middle of the window and he would order for us. When he sat down beside me he saw a young k** trying to see up my skirt, so he told me to uncross my legs and give him a good show. “You’ll make his whole year I bet,” he teased.Normally I wouldn’t do something like that, especially to a k**, but I was feeling strange, almost numb, so as I uncrossed my legs and opened them fairly wide. His eyes got really big, making me laugh at the look on his face. When began to eat our meals he asked if my boss had seen up my skirt or down my top. I said – guiltily – I didn’t think he’d seen anything much. How do I tell my husband that I fucked my boss every which way and was falling in love with his huge beautiful cock.***After dinner and maybe 15 guys and a few women had seen up my skirt, and most had stopped to get an eyeful before moving on, one even blew me a kiss, we went to the mall and just walk around. We went up and down the stairs flashing my pussy at anyone who looked up at the right time. It was then that Brad saw these boots in the window of a shoe store. “Come on,” he said, “you have to try them on.”These boots would go half way between my knee and pussy. I instantly knew what he had in mind and I was beginning to breath faster. He’d seen a young sales clerk who maybe 19 or so and super handsome, all tan and muscles. Brad told him I wanted to try on the boots they had in the window. So the sales guy had me sit down and Brad told him to measure my feet because we weren’t sure about size.You could have knocked the sale clerk over with a feather, when I put my foot into the measurer my mini dress rode up and he got a full pussy shot, one that only he could see. He looked up at me, then down at my pussy and then back at my face again. Then he went about the business of fitting me for the boots, but he really only had eyes from my pussy as I moved he would smile and hold my bare foot, lovingly, or so it seemed to me.The first size he tried was way to big so he went down 2 sizes and he had to straddle my leg to pull them on and I noticed I had lifted my leg high enough to give him a great sustained view of my pussy. His face was kind of turning pink when I put my other foot on his rear to balance myself from falling over. That’s when I felt his swollen cock against my leg as it pressed into me through the material of his pants.He let out a groan and turned beet red. I think he’d cum in his pants. Men! He grabbed the top edge of the boot I was trying on and pull it up my leg. When he got it all the way up his hand was on the inside of my leg and then slipped the rest of the way up and a couple of fingers touched my bare pussy briefly. He sold the boots to me for under wholesale pricing.Brad was amused at his discomfort, but I don’t think he had a clue that the clerk had turned me on…END

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