“Oh baby, it just feels so big I don’t know whether I’ll be able to take it all—I’ve never had one this big before—it’s fuckin’ huge. We’re gonna hafta take it slow—you won’t hurt me will you?”
Then, “Oooh, Beau, darlin’, I’m goin’ to be nice ‘n tight for you, mon amour, nice and tight, for your big dick, d’accord? I’m gonna make you feel sooo good, baby, so good, oh god yes I am!”
Blondie turned her face to me smiling contentedly as she sought my affirmation of this,
“I will be tight for him, won’t I, cher? I’ll be real nice ‘n tight for him won’t I, honey? I’m tight for you, right?”
When I grunted my agreement, she purred, “Then just think how tight my little ol’ pussy is gonna be for this monster, pouvez-vous imaginer (can you imagine)?”
I grinned; she was playing him perfectly, stroking his vanity along with his cock. The radio abruptly switched to a news update and they slowly, dreamily, pulled apart. Beau shook his head and grinned at me with childish disbelief, as if he couldn’t quite believe this was real. Blondie, in cool control, turned to me…smiling wickedly…still rubbing the head of his cock against the soft, sheer material of her pink panties…slowly stroking it…and said in a husky undertone,
“Baby, this is truly a special situation, dontcha think? I mean the whole idea of a woman makin’ love to another man with her husband watchin’ is so totally decadent, but when it’s her husband’s boss it’s even more erotic,” then gazing directly into Beau’ eyes, she continued,
“Especially when he’s a big, sexy, black stud with a much bigger dick than this little white girl has ever had.” Turning back to me, she murmured,
“Honey, like I told you at the bar, we’re going to put on a real excitin’, real sexy show for you tonight…” Squeezing his cock, she winked at me, “Before we send you home…”
“An’ I think it’s time to get things movin’. So, right now, Dickie boy, I want you to just sit back and enjoy what time you have left, ’cause it’s gonna be hot, cher, real hot.”
Grinning wickedly, she said to Beau, “He got real turned on out in Colorado when I told him if I ever got the chance I wanted to fuck you. I knew it would get him goin’ ’cause he’s always had a thing about watchin’ me screw a black guy. So don’t you worry about him, baby, he’s not gonna get jealous…he’s just gonna get horny…an’ it for sure won’t be the first time he’s watched me screw someone else.”
I stayed in character but I wanted to laugh. Hell, I’d watched the little slut fuck several dozen guys, a number of them black. Still, I wasn’t sure that I cared for having so much information about our private sexual shenanigans imparted to my new manager. But the whole inconceivable scene was just so extraordinarily erotic that, for the moment, I really didn’t care. I took a long, thoughtful pull at my drink, finally saying,
“Hey, you two have been salivating all over each other since you said hello this evening, and I’m definitely not one to stand in the way of true lust. If you guys want to fuck each other, get it on, but you better believe that I’m staying right here and watching you do it. If a man lets his boss screw his wife, he should get to share in some of the fun hmm, Beau?” I paused before reminding Blondie, “But aren’t you forgetting one thing?”