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5-STAR POSTS!!     |
14/05/2008
Whoa! Down boys! From the e-mails all of you have been sending me I gather you'd love to hear more about how my bulls and I treat my husband Scott like our personal doormat. Most of you wanted to hear about me with his boss but I'll get to that wonderful experience next maybe. Right now I'll relate how I climbed into bed with the marriage counselor Scott begged me into seeing since it followed the bit where Scott's sister and I were fighting over luscious Paul.
When I wound up losing Paul to Tammy just because she one-upped me by sharing him with her sister Michelle I was devastated. That dear man had really gotten a hold of my heart not just my desires and I was very depressed. I had lost interest in seeking out any more bulls and I had definitely lost interest in any sex with my husband Scott. With Paul out of my life I felt like a teenager dumped for the first time and you can bet I took a great deal of my unhappiness out on poor hubby. We even stopped going to family get-togethers for awhile since Paul and Tammy and Michelle and her husband would be there.
Finally I gave in to Scott's pleas to go to a marriage counselor. My spirits picked up a little at the sight of him - he was a very handsome older man with touches of gray at his temples and was very well built. By the end of our first session I was flirting with him and winking at him when I would see him struggling not to laugh at my pathetic husband's humiliation over my habit of being with other men. Telling him how hung up I was on Paul brought me back down to earth by the end of that session, though.
Over the next few sessions with Jack, the marriage counselor, I started wearing slinkier outfits and started leaning over to tough his arm at times when speaking to him. One day he called me at home and said he was recommending a different marriage counselor. I was stunned and was beginning to feel rejected until I asked Jack why he was doing this. He said he couldn't be objective about my situation with Scott any more because and I quote, "I'd really like to see you in a non-professional capacity."
Well my heart started racing in a way it hadn't since Paul disappeared from my life (and bed)but I played it cool and engaged Jack in conversation of a very personal sort telling him I needed to know a few things before I could decide. To my delight he didn't have illusions about us becoming a full-fledged romantic couple and was even seeing other women, among them his beautful Filipino receptionist Magdalena.
That information keyed right into my "humiliate hubby" pleasure centers since Scott had remarked several times how gorgeous he thought Magdalena was and had practically drooled over her every time we were sitting in Jack's reception area. I relished the thought of making Jack my latest bull and rubbing poor Scott's face in the way Jack was screwing his wife AND the woman he could only fantasize about, Magdalena. (To calm you boys down, I'll let you know right now Magdalena never joined Jack and me for threesomes. She refused Jack's entreaties for that sort of action.)
I told Jack to shelve his idea about another marriage counselor since I felt our own budding relationship was all the cure I needed for my depression. I also told him we could have some fun with Scott at our next session before letting him know Jack and I were going to be seeing each other. At that next session Jack put on a perfectly straight face and sided with me over Scott no matter how outrageous my stand on anything was. Scott was getting more and more flustered and even swore at Jack when Jack told him he felt he (Scott) might be to blame for Paul leaving me for Tammy.
Eventually, Jack went way over the top and asked Scott to "share his feelings" on how it felt to "perform fellatio" on Paul since that meant he had been "orally servicing" a man who had gotten to sleep with his wife and two of his own sisters.
By that point Scott realized he was being had and Jack and I shared a good laugh at his expense. We then explained to Scott how interested we were in each other and he as usual let himself be brow-beaten by me into not thinking of his own feelings at all. I even nixed his timid suggestion that we take Jack up on his offer to recommend another marriage counselor. The three of us went out to dinner afterward (Scott's treat, of course) and there was definite chemistry between me and Jack. We didn't sleep together that time but I told him to be clean and ready for next week's session.
I told him I felt we could take to screwing each other at our counseling sessions while Scott had to watch and know he was actually PAYING Jack to fuck me. Jack said we could do it once for fun but he felt it wasn't right to use his office like that all the time.
Well at that next session Jack and I were good and charged up and went at each other with a mad passion. After we had kissed for awhile I made dear little hubby kneel down in front of Jack and unzip his fly and pull Jack's pants down around his ankles. Meanwhile I was unbuttoning Jack's shirt and undoing his tie. After doffing my own clothes Jack and I got down to serious business, making love on his office sofa but being as quiet as we could to avoid letting Magdalena down the hall realize what was happening.
After our loveplay was over Jack and I kissed and cuddled for awhile, then I had Scott get down on his knees in front of me to clean out the creampie Jack had just deposited in my pussy. While he did so, licking me to another climax in the process, Jack and I shared some very deep and wonderful kisses.
After some desultory conversation and some tentative arrangements for our next get-together, Jack and I got dressed and had a brainstorm about a great way to humiliate Scott since he and I were never coming back to this office as clients. At first Scott resisted but I gave him a stern talking to and of course he played along.
Jack and I lingered by the door in his office to wait for our cue. Scott had given us the idea by telling Jack how lucky he was to have Magdalena in his bed sometimes (he did this after lapping out Jack's creampie from me). We made him go to the reception area and pretend to be very awkwardly but forcibly try to get Magdalena to go out on a date with him. Naturally she was refusing, at first politely then more and more curtly as Scott was pretending to not take no for an answer. At last Scott nervously delivered the line I had ordered him to say which was "Well if not a date, how about a quick screw sometime. I'll pay if I have to."
That was the cue for Jack and me to come barging out and berate Scott in front of Magdalena. I was screaming at Scott about what a jerk he was and Jack chewed him out for the way he had been talking to Magdalena and demanded he apologize to her. Scott did so and then Jack told him he had "better find a new marriage counselor" and ordered him out of his office. Scott slunk away after sneaking another hopelessly hungry look at Magdalena, who was smiling adoringly at Jack for "rescuing" her. I thanked Jack "for trying to save my marriage" and went down to the car, where I rubbed Scott's face in the fact that it was a pretty safe bet this would be one of the nights when Jack got to have Magdalena's body all to himself again.
Jack and I saw each other for quite a few months, and he eventually got comfortable with having Scott suck his cock and doing chores like mow his lawn. We would make love in his bedroom and share a few laughs at Scott's expense as the sound of the lawn mower could be heard outside. He drew the line at any harsher treatment of Scott, however, making him the only one of my bulls to have any compunctions about treating my husband like dirt. This made him a favorite with Scott who seemed to really look up to him and was sadder than I was when Jack and I called it quits.
Recognizing what a great catch Jack would be for an older woman, though, I fixed him up with Scott's widowed mother Terri. They hit it off big time, much to Scott's dismay since he had been so fond of Jack but now had to always endure the humiliation of knowing his new step-father (yes, wedding bells rang for that happy couple!) had gotten to have his wife on a regular basis for awhile. None of us ever said a word to Terri, though and sometimes at family get-togethers (yes, Paul and Tammy and Michelle's odd three-way relationship had finally ended in awkward and bitter feelings between the two sisters and their mutual lover and between each other as well) Jack will give me a certain look and I smile warmly at him or gently touch his hand and let him know I too have some very happy memories of our days as lovers.
FUCK MY WIFE!
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When I wound up losing Paul to Tammy just because she one-upped me by sharing him with her sister Michelle I was devastated. That dear man had really gotten a hold of my heart not just my desires and I was very depressed. I had lost interest in seeking out any more bulls and I had definitely lost interest in any sex with my husband Scott. With Paul out of my life I felt like a teenager dumped for the first time and you can bet I took a great deal of my unhappiness out on poor hubby. We even stopped going to family get-togethers for awhile since Paul and Tammy and Michelle and her husband would be there.
Finally I gave in to Scott's pleas to go to a marriage counselor. My spirits picked up a little at the sight of him - he was a very handsome older man with touches of gray at his temples and was very well built. By the end of our first session I was flirting with him and winking at him when I would see him struggling not to laugh at my pathetic husband's humiliation over my habit of being with other men. Telling him how hung up I was on Paul brought me back down to earth by the end of that session, though.
Over the next few sessions with Jack, the marriage counselor, I started wearing slinkier outfits and started leaning over to tough his arm at times when speaking to him. One day he called me at home and said he was recommending a different marriage counselor. I was stunned and was beginning to feel rejected until I asked Jack why he was doing this. He said he couldn't be objective about my situation with Scott any more because and I quote, "I'd really like to see you in a non-professional capacity."
Well my heart started racing in a way it hadn't since Paul disappeared from my life (and bed)but I played it cool and engaged Jack in conversation of a very personal sort telling him I needed to know a few things before I could decide. To my delight he didn't have illusions about us becoming a full-fledged romantic couple and was even seeing other women, among them his beautful Filipino receptionist Magdalena.
That information keyed right into my "humiliate hubby" pleasure centers since Scott had remarked several times how gorgeous he thought Magdalena was and had practically drooled over her every time we were sitting in Jack's reception area. I relished the thought of making Jack my latest bull and rubbing poor Scott's face in the way Jack was screwing his wife AND the woman he could only fantasize about, Magdalena. (To calm you boys down, I'll let you know right now Magdalena never joined Jack and me for threesomes. She refused Jack's entreaties for that sort of action.)
I told Jack to shelve his idea about another marriage counselor since I felt our own budding relationship was all the cure I needed for my depression. I also told him we could have some fun with Scott at our next session before letting him know Jack and I were going to be seeing each other. At that next session Jack put on a perfectly straight face and sided with me over Scott no matter how outrageous my stand on anything was. Scott was getting more and more flustered and even swore at Jack when Jack told him he felt he (Scott) might be to blame for Paul leaving me for Tammy.
Eventually, Jack went way over the top and asked Scott to "share his feelings" on how it felt to "perform fellatio" on Paul since that meant he had been "orally servicing" a man who had gotten to sleep with his wife and two of his own sisters.
By that point Scott realized he was being had and Jack and I shared a good laugh at his expense. We then explained to Scott how interested we were in each other and he as usual let himself be brow-beaten by me into not thinking of his own feelings at all. I even nixed his timid suggestion that we take Jack up on his offer to recommend another marriage counselor. The three of us went out to dinner afterward (Scott's treat, of course) and there was definite chemistry between me and Jack. We didn't sleep together that time but I told him to be clean and ready for next week's session.
I told him I felt we could take to screwing each other at our counseling sessions while Scott had to watch and know he was actually PAYING Jack to fuck me. Jack said we could do it once for fun but he felt it wasn't right to use his office like that all the time.
Well at that next session Jack and I were good and charged up and went at each other with a mad passion. After we had kissed for awhile I made dear little hubby kneel down in front of Jack and unzip his fly and pull Jack's pants down around his ankles. Meanwhile I was unbuttoning Jack's shirt and undoing his tie. After doffing my own clothes Jack and I got down to serious business, making love on his office sofa but being as quiet as we could to avoid letting Magdalena down the hall realize what was happening.
After our loveplay was over Jack and I kissed and cuddled for awhile, then I had Scott get down on his knees in front of me to clean out the creampie Jack had just deposited in my pussy. While he did so, licking me to another climax in the process, Jack and I shared some very deep and wonderful kisses.
After some desultory conversation and some tentative arrangements for our next get-together, Jack and I got dressed and had a brainstorm about a great way to humiliate Scott since he and I were never coming back to this office as clients. At first Scott resisted but I gave him a stern talking to and of course he played along.
Jack and I lingered by the door in his office to wait for our cue. Scott had given us the idea by telling Jack how lucky he was to have Magdalena in his bed sometimes (he did this after lapping out Jack's creampie from me). We made him go to the reception area and pretend to be very awkwardly but forcibly try to get Magdalena to go out on a date with him. Naturally she was refusing, at first politely then more and more curtly as Scott was pretending to not take no for an answer. At last Scott nervously delivered the line I had ordered him to say which was "Well if not a date, how about a quick screw sometime. I'll pay if I have to."
That was the cue for Jack and me to come barging out and berate Scott in front of Magdalena. I was screaming at Scott about what a jerk he was and Jack chewed him out for the way he had been talking to Magdalena and demanded he apologize to her. Scott did so and then Jack told him he had "better find a new marriage counselor" and ordered him out of his office. Scott slunk away after sneaking another hopelessly hungry look at Magdalena, who was smiling adoringly at Jack for "rescuing" her. I thanked Jack "for trying to save my marriage" and went down to the car, where I rubbed Scott's face in the fact that it was a pretty safe bet this would be one of the nights when Jack got to have Magdalena's body all to himself again.
Jack and I saw each other for quite a few months, and he eventually got comfortable with having Scott suck his cock and doing chores like mow his lawn. We would make love in his bedroom and share a few laughs at Scott's expense as the sound of the lawn mower could be heard outside. He drew the line at any harsher treatment of Scott, however, making him the only one of my bulls to have any compunctions about treating my husband like dirt. This made him a favorite with Scott who seemed to really look up to him and was sadder than I was when Jack and I called it quits.
Recognizing what a great catch Jack would be for an older woman, though, I fixed him up with Scott's widowed mother Terri. They hit it off big time, much to Scott's dismay since he had been so fond of Jack but now had to always endure the humiliation of knowing his new step-father (yes, wedding bells rang for that happy couple!) had gotten to have his wife on a regular basis for awhile. None of us ever said a word to Terri, though and sometimes at family get-togethers (yes, Paul and Tammy and Michelle's odd three-way relationship had finally ended in awkward and bitter feelings between the two sisters and their mutual lover and between each other as well) Jack will give me a certain look and I smile warmly at him or gently touch his hand and let him know I too have some very happy memories of our days as lovers.
 TAKE MY WIFE |
 FUCK ME |
Poster:
Christine