House Husband: Parts 22 - 28 by Katt Ford

Author:Katt Ford
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-08-22T04:00:00+00:00

"This is so fucking hot," she breathed. "I love having you watch this. It must be driving you crazy, being all locked up and watching me get fucked by a real man. I love it. I think we're going to be doing this again and again." She chuckled to herself as I groaned against my gag. I had no reason to doubt what she said. She truly did seem absolutely delighted with the way things are going. And as she turned and made her way back to our bed, I watched her go, tormented by the sway of her hips and the narrowness of her waist inside the corset as she sat down beside her boss. Her thigh was pressed against his. Her breasts bounced in the corset as she sat. With one last evil little glance at me, she ran her hand down her boss's back.

“Did that make it worth your while?” She grinned. Declan smiled back at her.

“Absolutely,” he said.

“Not bad for a married girl, huh?”

"Not bad at all. I don't remember seeing that skill on your resume." Carrie laughed loudly, throwing back her head as her body shook with amusement. She was always like that with him. Everything Declan said was hilarious.

“Well, now you know,” Carrie smirked.

"Yeah. I'm starting to think there might be a new position for you once the office opens back up."

"Really? And what might that be?" Carrie's teeth shone between her lips as she smiled. She knew what was coming, just as I did.

“On your knees under my desk,” Declan grinned, to a gale of laughter from my wife.

"Sounds good to me," Carrie said. "A man like you needs something to take his stress away. I could be your personal assistant. Your office slut. And my husband wouldn't be able to do a single thing about it." With another quick glance in my direction, Carrie moved on the bed. Once again, she slid onto the floor to kneel at Declan's feet, her back turned to me. I watched over her shoulder as she reached between his legs, beginning to stroke his cock again.

"Ready for round two?" she asked, smiling up at him.

“I’ll need a couple of minutes,” Declan said.

"That's no fun," Carrie pouted. "Let me see if I can do something about that." Her hands reached for Declan's pants and pulled them down to his ankles. He pulled his legs free, and she tossed his clothes to the floor. His shirt followed. Now he was sitting naked on a bed with Carrie kneeling in front of him. The back of her head obscured my view, but I could see the way her arm was working. I knew she was stroking him. And as she lowered her head, black strands of her hair trailing over her bare shoulders, I knew she was using her mouth on him again. Declan groaned, tipping his head back. For the briefest moment, his eyes saw me before sliding away. He didn't want to look at me any more than I wanted to look at him.

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