Abby and the ceo - S01 E28

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Abby and the ceo - S01 E28

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 28

"Yes, ma'am," I responded and moaned as his cock rammed my cervix. I sighed as he pulled out obediendtly. I turned around and gave him a kiss and commented, "I guess we'll just have to continue this later." I washed his cock and that did nothing to help soften it. I winked at her as we exited the shower toweling off and his still hard cock bobbing in front of him. I whisper to her, "That should guarrantee more action for us later." She giggled and shook her head.

She said, "You're terrible. You're wonderful. I love it."

She made reservation for us at one of the fanciest restaurants in the city. It was known for it steaks but it had a wonderful ***********jon of most anything, I wore a mini-dress with a deep plunging cleavage. I was already clear to me that she enjoyed drawing attention to my large breasts. She wore a similar dress in style but with a bit more hem and a hint at showing cleavage. Mг. Cornell wore a smart looking dark suit with white shirt and tie.

After the salads and before the main entres, Mrs. Cornell rose and leaned next to him, whispered something into his ear, and he looked at me. I saw him nod and she came to me and put her hand our. She led me to the restroom and my heart picked up pace, immediately. She said what I suspected: she wanted me to removed my underwear. I first thought she could have requested this before we left but this was part of her fun. In order to accomplish what she wanted, I would be force to nearly strip in the restroom. Although any coming in would be a woman and likely an adult, the idea of being caught like that in a place it wasn't appropriate made me very anxious. I pulled the hem of my dress up near my hips, reached underneath and pulled my thong down. I handed them to her but she placed them on the counter where anyone coming in would see them. Of course, anyone coming might also see me partially undressed. I next reached behind my neck, loosened the clasp and pulled the zipper down my back. I shrugged the dress off my shoulders and pulled it down over my breasts, quickly returned my hands behind me, unclasped my bra and shrugged it off, too. I then pulled my dress up and she helped me zip it. I reached for my underwear but she stopped me. She arranged them on the counter so the bra was near the mirror and the thong arranged near the edge. Anyone coming in would know that some woman out there was now without underwear some woman with large breasts some woman who is in the small minority of size.

The dress was tight enough to provide some measure of support but they still jiggled considerably. Also, the dress pushed them into the gap and displayed even more breast tissue. I, and the Cornells, notice the male server spent more time next to my chair when taking requests. I blushed frequently and they seemed to enjoy it. I had to admit, though it was embarrassing it provided a definite spark of excitement.

When leaving, the valet assisted us by holding the door. I couldn't help but wonder if I was flashing a bare pussy as I got into the back seat.

Later, as we prepared to get into bed less frantically than the previous night, I knelt at the end of the bed where Mr. Cornell sat. I sucked and licked his cock while Mrs. Cornelll knelt along side him. The kissed and caressed each and they frequently paused to watch me with his cock. This was hugely different than being seen at the office. This attention was very casual and intentional while at the office it would be glances and fleeting. Also, and this was a big part of it, I was sucking this woman's husband.

I heard her softly ask him, "Joe, have you ever had the opportunity to try anal? I know you haven't with me, the idea terrifies me. My man is so big you fill my pussy so completely and the asshole is so much tighter."

I looked up while continuing to suck his cock. He kissed her hard while grasping one of her breasts. "No, love. I've never found a woman who would give me that experience." They were looking at each other with that look people who know each other very well use when they are silently communicating.

She looked down at me. I diverted my eyes and plunged my mouth down over his big cock and taking much of it into my throat, the length and thickness testing my ability to control the gagging. I knew what she was doing, it was the reason I refocused my attention, the reason I nearly gagged on his cock as a diversion. Could 1? Would I?' Is this one of the 'anything' I said I would do? What was this feeling I had for him, this connection that magically happened during encountered late in the office? What was it about him that had me saying things like 'I'd do anything for him?

I sat back on my heels and looked up at them, their heads pressed together watching me. My look was soft. Though I had stopped sucking his cock, my hand continued to stroke up and down in a long motion that twisted at the head. My eyes flicked from one to the other of them. They were both intently and expectantly watching.

"Sir. I... I with Mrs. Cornell's understanding and permission - I would like to offer my body for your use in anything sexual or erotic or... whatever... that you might desire to explore." He looked at me for a moment. I suspected they were teasing, playing with me but not completely. Now I had made the offer and it was more expansive than they intended. She leaned into him and whispered something. Her hands were caressing his chest and down his stomach.

"Why did you make that offer, Abby?" he inquired. "Samantha was teasing about anal but you went past that into the unknown. You know you could have refused even the tease of anal. All other women have. I understand my cock size may be a limiting factor. So, why make such an open-ended offer of yourself? Am I to take it seriously or is it some pressure you feel because of the job I have offered you?"

"Sir, I will learn and do everything necessary to not let you down as far the job goes. No, sir, the rules of the office are very clear and nobody feels pressure to engage in something they are not comfortable with. And, you have restricted your own participation to avoid adding potential influence over those in much lower positions. I was secure in that, sir. No..." I looked at his wife, "... I tried to explain it to your wife, sir. We both feel in our hearts that you are an extraordinary man and an extraordinary we can both help in our own ways. think this is one off those ways for me and if it takes away some feeling of regret for Mrs. Cornell, so much the better."

He pulled me up to sit alongside him opposite his wife. His arms went around both of us. "We have a lot to talk about, Abby. I am feeling quite possessive about you."

I smiled at both of them, "It wouldn't do me any favors in the office if you were to become possessive about me there. In some respects, I envision being kind of an interface between you and the main body of the office. I was one of them and we shouldn't lose that."

He nodded. I could see a conflict but also a recognition of my point. "Then, we do have something to talk about." He turned to his wife, "Just as Samantha and I have much to talk about, too."

Was I wrong? Was there a conflict brewing under the surface I hadn't noticed? She smiled and leaned across him, her hand pulling my head to her. She kissed me on the lips and murmurred, "All good things to talk about, dear. You're so exciting that he and I need to discuss all this." She wants more involvement.