Girls

You used bringing him lunch as an excuse to get into his office and plant a tiny camera. He went to the restroom and that gave you the chance to stick the tiny camera to the back of your wedding frame on his desk.

The next day, you got home from work and poured yourself a glass of wine. Just like clockwork, you got the text from him that he’d be working late again. You opened the app and saw the office view from his desk. You watched for 10 minutes and all you saw was him getting up to grab a binder and go back to his desk.

You made dinner, had a bite to eat, and washed up for bed so you could turn your secret camera on and find out for sure if he’s really working. You needed to know if there’s something going on with him and his secretary.

You opened the app again and were shocked by what you saw. Your blood instantly boiled and your face flushed. You saw his secretary’s gorgeous face gasping in ecstasy as your husband stood behind her, passionately tasting her sweet pussy and asshole. He was eating her slowly, taking in her sweet taste, her scent, and feeling her silky folds and tight ring of her asshole on his tongue.

You became infuriated. Helpless. Part of you wanted to grab your keys and drive over there, banging on the door, stopping them from going any further. But you’d stand before them as a humiliated, freshly cucked wife; his secretary seeing the shame on your face as you pathetically cried. By the time you got there, he will have already fucked her. You stopping them in their tracks won’t take away their lust for each other.

You turned up your volume and instantly heard his secretary moaning. You could hear a low “mmm” from your husband, which sounded muffled by him burying his face in her ass, slurping her asshole and pussy skin.

Your eyes had welled with tears, but you noticed your clit began to throb. You felt so confused that your body was betraying you. You reached down and ran your finger along your clit, feeling an instant burst of pleasure shooting through your nerve endings, as if your clit was receiving the stimulation it was begging for. You gently circled your wet clit with your finger as you watched your husband feast on his secretary’s pussy and ass.

“Your wife can never give this to you, can she?”, his secretary said in a quiet voice.

“God, no. She doesn’t compare to you. Every inch of your body is flawless. The prettiest pussy and ass I have ever seen. My body craves you…I need you.” Her husband flipped his secretary over and desperately slid his cock into. “Oh God”, he moaned, throwing his head back. He looked down again and watched his cock sinking in and out of her pussy, picking up his pace, fucking her.

“God, your pussy feels so fucking good. I need you. I need to be mine.”

You continued circling your clit, realizing you’ve never heard your husband moan like that. Something took hold of you, and in that moment, you needed him to keep fucking her.

“Fuck her…”, you whispered, not even realizing you said anything. You kept teasing your clit and started pinching your nipple, rolling it between your fingers. “Fuck her…fuck her good…”