My wife was slept with by the manager

My Wife Got Slept With by the Manager

The cool air conditioning in the office building lobby eased my slightly tense wife and me considerably. The security guard
gave us a strange look because my wife had changed out of her usual business attire, wearing a strapless top
that exposed her entire shoulder and half of her chest. She wore a sexy black skirt that only reached twenty centimeters above her knees, and her
nearly ten-centimeter high heels with straps wrapped around her legs several times, perfectly accentuating her long, beautiful legs.
My wife nodded and exchanged pleasantries with the guard, her body still moving, and we stepped into the elevator together.
The security camera inside the elevator silently monitored our every move, unaware that I had already secretly slipped my hand under my wife
's skirt, caressing her bare, full buttocks. A short while later, the elevator dinged; we had arrived at my wife
's company floor. My wife hurriedly tried to push my hand away, worried that someone might see, but I was determined to tease
her. So I pinched her plump buttocks and wouldn't let go.
The elevator doors opened, thankfully no one was there. My wife blushed slightly, punched me lightly, and scolded, "If you do
that again, I won't talk to you!" I chuckled and pulled her towards the office.
Since it was Saturday night, the office was already empty. My wife turned to close the door, and I put down
the shopping bags I was carrying. From behind, I slipped my hands inside her strapless top and grabbed her breasts. My wife
cried out softly, "No..." The door to my wife's company was glass, and although there was no one outside, she was still
a little nervous.
I held her tightly in my arms with one hand, and with the other, I ruthlessly pulled her top down to her waist, pressing her
completely naked against the glass door, facing the empty corridor outside. My wife blushed and struggled
, but couldn't escape. She could only close her eyes and let me humiliate her. If someone walked by at that moment, they would see a beautiful, slender
young woman, eyes closed, biting her lip, her body pressed against the glass, her breasts flattened, even her nipples
pressed into her skin.
The thought of my wife possibly being admired like this aroused me, making my mouth dry and my penis as hard as iron. I
whispered in her ear, "Don't move." I bent down and took out a camera from my bag. The first shot was of her company's gold signboard,
then I switched to my wife, who was naked from the waist up, making her turn around. Her two white, tender breasts came into view,
reflecting her beautiful face.
Although we had performed sex acts in front of the camera many times before, this was the first time my wife had been naked and filmed at her company.
Her flushed face held a mixture of shyness and wantonness, making her especially captivating. Under my guidance, she
took off her skirt, swaying her large buttocks seductively as she walked naked into the room with me. She climbed onto the large conference table, lay
down, closed her eyes, and moaned as she caressed her breasts and body.
I asked from behind the camera, "What's your name?"
"...Jun Jun..."
"Where is this?"
"The company...my company..."
"What do you do?"
"I answer questions."
"Have you ever stripped naked here before?"
"No..."
"Was it fun stripping naked at the company?"
"Mmm...so fun..."
"What would your male colleagues do if they saw you like this?"
My wife let out an "Oh," clearly stimulated by my thought. She still had her eyes closed and said in a sweet voice,
"They would definitely pounce on me..."
"And then?"
"They would touch my whole body, lick my breasts..."
"And what else?"
"They would shove their penises into my mouth and make me give them oral sex."
"Go on."
"If I refused, they would slap me! Then they would climb on top of me and fuck me! They would pin me down and
vent their lust on your wife like a sow! Oh..."
My wife's voice grew louder and louder, her legs rising high in the air, one hand rubbing her breasts, the other
rapidly rotating on her clitoris. I took a close-up shot of her vulva with the camera, and saw a trickle of
fluid flowing out with each contraction of her vagina. Unable to resist any longer, I frantically set up the tripod, mounted the camera, and
shouted, "Wife, I'm here!" Like a hungry wolf, I pounced on my wife's beautiful body.
I gripped my long-awaited, red-hot penis with both hands, aimed it at her long-awaited secret
cave, and thrust in with a "plop." My thick, long penis forcefully opened my wife's tight, wet vagina, bringing unparalleled
pleasure. My wife let out an "oh," her face filled with satisfaction.
Looking at the slut on the table, thinking of her colleagues' lustful gazes towards her, and now, in her company, stripping
her naked and raping her, I felt an immense sense of satisfaction. Downstairs, people were still bustling about, but no one knew that in the modern office building, a
man and woman were openly engaging in the kind of deed they usually only did in the security of their bedrooms.
I thrust rapidly, bringing immense pleasure to the woman beneath me. It was clear that making love here was incredibly exciting for her
.
I shouted, "Who's the most lewd person in your company?"
"...Our CEO..."
"How about I be him?"
"Hmm...or be my manager..."
'Damn it!' I thought.
"Is it that guy surnamed Zhao?"
"...Hmm...Zhao Cheng...Oh...fuck me!"
"Does he really want to fuck you?"
"Yes!...He really wants to...hmm..."
"How do you know?"
"He peeks at my thighs..."
The thought of my wife's beautiful legs being spied on by another man aroused me greatly, and I hurriedly asked, "Anything else?"
"...Hmm...he'll deliberately touch me..."
"Where?"
"Sometimes...he deliberately touches my breasts with his arm...oh...so good!"
Hearing this, I felt both sad and excited, and quickened my movements.
"Do you want him to fuck you?"
My wife was getting excited, becoming increasingly lewd as she said, "Yes! I've already been fucked by him! I'm
kind of in love with him!"
"How do you want him to fuck you?"
"Like this...all the other colleagues aren't here...he stripped me naked, pinned me to the table, shoved his big cock
into my cunt, and fucked me like crazy!"
"And you?"
"I spread my legs wide open and let him fuck me. I even called him 'husband'!"
"Whose cock is bigger, his or mine?"
"His! His dick is bigger than yours! I want his big dick, to fuck me to death!...Your wife wants to
fuck him! To cuckold you! Next time I'll bring him home and fuck him for you!...Do you just enjoy watching
your wife get fucked?!"
I was about to answer when I heard footsteps at the conference room door. Before I could react, a
familiar-looking man's face peeked through the open doorway. I had a bad feeling. I heard my wife scream
, and when I turned around, I saw her sitting up, clutching her body, her face full of embarrassment.
The man paused, his expression instantly turning lewd, his eyes darting around my wife's mostly exposed naked body
. Only then did I remember that he was Zhao Cheng; I had met him once before when picking my wife up from work.
Seeing his expression, a thought flashed through my mind: what if he called security? It would be troublesome, especially since he
might tell all his colleagues, and my wife would be out of a job there. Besides,
seeing my wife naked like that, besides jealousy, I felt a strange thrill, like a burning fire inside me.
Manager Zhao walked over and deliberately sat down at the table close to my wife, saying, "Xiao Jun,
do you understand the consequences of this?"
My wife was completely disoriented, looking at me pitifully for help. I forced myself to answer, "
How do you suggest we resolve this?"
Manager Zhao glanced at my wife and brazenly touched her beautiful leg. My wife instinctively pulled her leg back,
but his hand followed, moving towards her inner thigh. He looked at me and said, "Go out for a while, and come back in when I call you
."
I looked at my wife, seeing her pitiful expression, and felt quite unwilling. But another voice in
my head said, "Today I finally have the chance to see my wife being with another man in front of me. I wonder if it's as
enjoyable as I imagine? Besides, he has the leverage over me now, so I can't refuse..." So I made
excuses for myself and hardened my heart, saying to my wife, "Xiao Jun, I'll be right outside the door." I didn't even dare to look at her expression before I
hurriedly turned around, went outside, and pulled up a chair to sit down.
At this moment, Manager Zhao had already discovered the camera I had set up indoors, fiddling with it and rewinding. I had a bad feeling;
wouldn't he have seen the entire clip of my wife being horny? Sure enough, a moment later, I heard my wife's recording
: "Be my manager... umm... I hope he's already done it to me!..." Looking through the doorway, I saw
my wife burying her head between her legs in embarrassment, curled up and motionless.
Manager Zhao was overjoyed, laughing as he took off his clothes, "Xiao Jun, so that's what you wanted from
me. I won't let you down." As he spoke, he climbed onto the table, his half-grown but already quite large penis swaying,
pushed my wife down on the table, and pressed down on her without saying a word. I saw my wife's slender, sexy body
writhing beneath Manager Zhao's slightly overweight frame, her head constantly trying to avoid his forceful kisses.
He said, "What are you pretending to be so prim and proper for? Weren't you just begging me to fuck you like a whore?
I'll satisfy you right now!" He grabbed my wife's hair, forcibly pulling her head and kissing her.
My wife whimpered, unable to break free.
Manager Zhao's hands roamed up and down, thoroughly enjoying the alluring
body of his young, beautiful female subordinate whom he had longed for day and night. I saw his two fat hands vigorously kneading my wife's breasts; the feeling was both hateful
and pleasurable, stimulating my penis to its peak.
The lustful Manager Zhao, having only touched her halfway, was probably already unable to resist. He reached down and
touched the point where his penis met my wife's, aiming his glans at the entrance, but suddenly stopped, saying to Junjun,
"Do you want it?"
My wife, who had gone from struggling to half-heartedly resisting, still somewhat unwilling, turned her head away without answering. Manager Zhao
, surprisingly unhurried, slightly lowered his body, inserting the head of his penis into my wife's vagina, leaving the entire shaft outside .
He began to rotate his buttocks, the egg-sized head rubbing and rotating at the entrance of her vagina, causing my wife to
shake her head and moan softly.
After rotating a few times, Manager Zhao pulled the head out again. My wife, unable to withstand such stimulation, immediately
lifted her buttocks, preventing the penis from leaving her body.
Manager Zhao whispered smugly in my wife's ear, "How about it? You said you wanted it, so I gave it to you."
My wife whispered, "My husband's here... I can't say it..."
Manager Zhao glanced at me, then turned back and said, "Your husband loves this kind of thing. Look how engrossed he is
!"
My wife glanced at me and saw that I was indeed completely absorbed, but seemed not angry. She knew I
had a penchant for exposing her to other men and playing roles. Thinking of this, she closed her eyes and whispered, "Come
on... take me..."
Manager Zhao had waited long enough. Before she finished speaking, he thrust his seven-inch-long weapon completely
into my wife's vagina, making a crisp, fleshy sound. My wife cried out in pleasure, her legs
suddenly lifting off the table and hooking around Manager Zhao's thighs, unwilling to separate them. I felt as if a heavy hammer had struck my heart
, and I felt like my nose was about to bleed.
Manager Zhao, completely unstoppable, began thrusting rapidly into my wife. You wouldn't guess he was so chubby
and fair-skinned; he was incredibly fast and rough with her, eliciting continuous moans from Junjun, mingled with the slapping
sounds of flesh colliding, echoing lewdly in the empty office.
Junjun's eyes were tightly closed, her lips unconsciously seeking the man's tongue. Sometimes she would tightly embrace
Manager Zhao's plump back with both hands, hooking her legs around his thighs; other times she would spread her legs wide, using her hands...
She was held up in the air, as if offering her own fleshy cunt for him to enjoy.
After about ten minutes of this, Manager Zhao got up and turned my wife over, deliberately positioning her face towards me in a doggy-style
position. Then, with a lewd grin, he slowly penetrated her from behind and began thrusting. This guy was fucking my wife right in front of me;
he must have been incredibly happy, and I felt just as happy watching.
My wife initially kept her head down, afraid to face me, but Manager Zhao deliberately pulled her hair and yanked her head
up, allowing me a clear view of her face. Her cheeks were flushed, like she'd drunk fine wine, her forehead
slightly furrowed, her expression one of weeping and lamenting—clearly, she was experiencing extreme pleasure.
Manager Zhao slapped her large buttocks as he fucked her, occasionally reaching out to knead her
breasts, which sagged slightly from her bent-over position. At the peak of the fucking, the two of them pounded against each other like madmen, my wife's hair
flying through the air with each head movement, her moans no longer coming from her throat but from her abdomen.
Seeing that the two were getting into the swing of things, my wife suddenly pulled herself up and lay on the table, her face full of desire, and said, "
How about you lie on top of me?" My heart skipped a beat. I knew my wife usually liked me to lie on top of her and ejaculate, because that made
her feel more conquered. Today, it seemed it was more than just being played with. Manager Zhao readily complied
, pressing down on her and burying his head in the side of her head, thrusting hard as if he were releasing his pent-up desire.
Amidst her busy schedule, my wife glanced at me seductively, then closed her eyes and whispered passionately in his ear, "Oh
... Lao Zhao, you're so amazing... You're killing me! Isn't it especially good to do it in front of my husband... Your big balls
are so big! Your dick is bigger and feels better than my husband's... Oh! I feel so good... Oh oh... Yes! Do it like that
! Look, my husband is watching! Look at your big dick poking his wife's cunt! Do you like me? Do you
want to play with me again next time? How about we do it again when we're at work the day after tomorrow? I'll always be your freebie, your free prostitute! Ah
ah ah... I'm coming, Lao Zhao, hurry up! I want it! Fuck me! Fuck me!..."
Manager Zhao was extremely aroused, his penis pounding into my wife's secret place like a torrential rain. The two of them
reached the peak of sex together in a symphony of moans and shouts. My wife's vagina was filled with Manager Zhao's semen, and she was still
reluctant to separate for a long time.
From then on, my wife became Manager Zhao's tool for sexual gratification, frequently used by him in the office, even
hiding under his desk to perform oral sex on him. Manager Zhao often made her wear revealing clothes to work,
exposing her buttocks and breasts to other male colleagues. Sometimes on his days off, Manager Zhao would come to my house as a "guest," having sex with my
wife on our bed, allowing me to feast my eyes.
I even hung our wedding photo above the bed, and every time I saw my wife's picture on the wall and
her writhing and moaning under another man on the bed, it gave me immense stimulation.

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