Business trip, illustrated, animated gif

I work in a company in Ohio and a few months ago they send me for training in New York. They arrange for me to stay at a co-worker’s house. Actually, it was a two-bedroom shit-hole. My co-worker’s name was Mark and I didn’t like him from the beginning. He seemed like a bit-of-an-arrogant, chip-on-his-shoulder black guy. But I had no choice so I had to overlook it.

Things with my job were also not going well. Training my ass, I was actually working there. I wondered if they send me for training or to cover a new position. I also missed my wife, Kathy, and she complained to me too about me staying longer than we planned.

I’d met Kathy when we were both six years old when she moved into the house next to mine. As we got older our friendship became love, and when I was fourteen, I asked her out for the first time. From that day on we were like one, and spent every moment together. Naturally, we got married two years ago. Her position with a local company allowed her very flexible hours as she was a successful website-designer and debugger. This allowed her ample time to work out, which she’d been doing more aggressively lately as she entered a marathon/triathlon competition for a local Orphanage.  And she looked absolutely stunning in my opinion.

You can probably imagine how hard it was to leave her and come here to “train”. So, when she said she was coming, I was so glad. When she got here we spent the first day just talking. We were both so happy we were together again.

At evening Mark got home and he noticed us sitting on the couch and said, "Who’s the lady?" I’d already told Kathy about him so she’d be ready.

"This is Kathy, my wife, she’s here visiting me for the week. That’s ok, isn’t it?"

He looked her up-and-down, which made my stomach turn. but he said “sure no problem, no problem at all.” Don’t get me wrong; he should look because she’s beautiful with her long, light brown curly hair, slim firm body and long legs, but I just didn’t like the way he looked at her. He went to his room and reappeared a short while later dressed in a loose t-shirt and mid-thigh length shorts. We were laying back on the sofa, and as he walked I looked down and saw the outline of what looked like a roll of sausage between his legs. That couldn't be his dick, right? But, what was it? Could it possibly be his dick? Kathy is quite conservative and I was the only man she had slept with, so normally its size seemed unreal for both of us.

I looked back up at his face, and thankfully he seemed to be looking elsewhere. I looked over my shoulder to Kathy and I realized she noticed too because her breath almost stopped. Mark sat on the lounge chair across us and when he crossed his legs, the head of his dick was visible from the bottom of his shorts. Holly shit, it was real! Kathy couldn't help but look too. “Don’t look, come on,” I begged her in my mind. The next hour was spent in small talk. It was the first time we spent some time chatting and he was actually very easy to talk to if you ignored his show off. In the meantime, I caught Kathy staring at the bulge in his shorts a few times, and so did Mark who had a grin on his face permanently.

Time passed, so we went to our room and got dressed to go for our special dinner. Naturally, I finished first and went out to the living room, to wait for Kathy to get ready too. When she got out my jaw dropped to the ground. She looked absolutely gorgeous in her black skirt and loose tube top. I caught Mark checking her from top to bottom, she was so damn beautiful. Her chest was hinted at, and clearly no brassier, but she didn’t need one.

           

I hurried to get her out as fast as possible and we went to a fancy restaurant that I have made reservations. I must confess that I am not much of a drinker and the wine made me dizzy. Totally same for my wife, although she had only one glass of wine she was a bit tipsy. We somehow made it back to Mark’s place and I was so drunk that she had to put me to bed and then I passed out!

When I regained consciousness I noticed that the door was still open and that my wife wasn't there. I slowly got up, trying to be aware of my surroundings, when I heard whispering coming from the living room. I moved quietly towards the door and peeked outside. Then I got the shock of my life. My wife was sitting on the sofa looking very uncomfortable and concerned while Mark was stroking her thighs

“I've seen you looking at it, I know you are curious,” Mark whispered as he slowly lifted her skirt up, parted her legs, and moved his hands from her thighs up to her black underwear.
             

“No I didn’t,” she whispered back and closed her legs

Her voice made it seem so real, and my heart still aches a little thinking about it. He reached out and grabbed her tit but she managed to push him away. On the one hand she was making some effort to resist him by closing her legs and putting his hands away, but on the other hand, she wasn’t leaving the room.

“I know what you want,” he said and lowered his shorts revealing his thick long cock. Kathy couldn't keep her eyes from looking between his legs. She looked up and he was smiling at her.

“You’d like to touch it for a moment, wouldn’t you?" he continued

"No, I don't,” she replied.

Ignoring her negative response he casually took her hand into his. He boldly brought her hand over his crotch and lowered it onto his dick. Kathy was paralyzed, it was obvious that she didn't know how to react. Mark removed his hand, but Kathy didn’t remove hers.

“Stop it,” she said but still didn’t removed her hand. Instead, she started moving her fingers around, and over it. I started to freak-out. What has happened to her in one day? Was it the wine?

"Move your fingers up and down the shaft," he whispered.

She obeyed and stroked it up and down. Then he reached over and put his hand on the back of her head. He was pushing her head toward his dick. Slowly, her head was getting closer and closed to his dick until finally, her lips were touching the head.

"Open your mouth and kiss it," he urged.

“I can't... I can't do this... ” she said

“Just to lick it for a minute, to see how it feels,” he said and pressed her mouth against his cock head.

Then, I heard Kathy’s voice again, "No way."

I was glad for a moment to hear her say that, but only for a moment because then she whispered "just no sex,” and her face turned red.

“Whatever suits you best,” he replied with a huge grin on his face and then she did it. She opened her mouth, his cock-head went inside, and I repeated her phrase to myself, "No way.” She just held it there and licked it. Before she could react he began to pump his hips, thrusting slowly but intently to get deeper inside her mouth. His right hand was planted on the back of her head, and his fingers were braided into her hair guiding her head up and down faster and faster.
               

The sounds started to come from the living room, the sounds from every porn film I have ever seen, the slurping and his slight moan. “What is happening to her?” the voice was now screaming in my mind. Then he put his arm around her shoulder, pulled her up against his chest and started to to slide her top up.

“All you have to do is relax and enjoy the sensations,” he said just as she was ready to protest.


He stood her up, lifted her arms up over her head and finished removing the tube top. Then, as like she was his object to use any way he wanted, he removed her skirt and her panties, leaving her standing totally naked in front of him.

“No... no sex... right?” she stammered

“Relax... we are just gonna make out,” he whispered.

“Go, just go,” the voice was shouting in my brain. But she didn’t.

As he lowered her down, he shifted one thigh pushing it between hers, separating her legs, till her pussy was pressed against his leg. Next, he grabbed her hand in his and pulled it between their bodies onto his cock. She automatically gripped his dick and started to move it up and down.

As her head was lying on his shoulder, he moved his head closer to hers, their lips only inches away. I was expecting her to pull away but to my surprise, she didn’t. Mark kissed her and she responded. Their tongues began to dance together, slipping and sliding from one mouth to the other. Pleased to have control over her, he gripped her ass cheeks and made her ride his thigh.
                  

They kept making out and I was praying that he would cum so it would be over. It went too far already but I knew it could get worse. Soon enough my fear became a reality. Like a doll, he lifted her up, landed her on her back on the sofa and I was terrified to see him manage to get between her legs.

“What... what are you doing?” she said and started kicking her legs. I was somehow relieved that she was fighting him off again.

“Hey, calm down,” he said and hold her in place.

“You promised no... no sex...” she protested.

“I just want to put the head inside you, to see how it feels”

“Oh come on,” I thought in terror, “don’t buy this.”

“I will only put the head in,” he repeated and pushed forward placing his cock only an inch away from her entrance.

“That's not sex, don’t you agree?” he moaned as the head of his cock made contact with her pussy.

“I'm not going all the way inside. I'm not going to cum, so how can it be called sex?" he continued and started rubbing his dick up and down her slit.

Kathy told him "no" a couple of times but then she gave in. He placed the head at her opening and put pressure against her pussy. I saw Kathy’s pretty little toes curled up and she let out a moan. The head was inside, along with an inch of his shaft.

"Don't move, please don't move...” she pleaded

“Since we have gone this far, why not push it in a little farther?” he said

“Oooh... you said you would only put in the head....” Kathy protested weakly

“Just a little farther... It's not like we are fucking..." he said as he pushed, and another couple of inches went inside.

“Are you sure you aren't going to try and fuck me? ” she asked and the voice in my mind screamed “ARE YOU CRAZY? Tell him to take it out.”

“May I push some more, are you okay?” he asked.

“Yes, yes you can, I trust you to keep your word,” Kathy replied.

He pushed again slowly until it all disappeared, and finally, their pubic mounds were against each other. Here I was, watching Mark’s dick buried all the way in my wife’s pussy

“I think you should stop now,” her mouth spoke those words and I wondered “is she really that naive, or she is just acting?”

"Okay... it's all in... now take it out." she continued while at the same moment he twitched his dick, then again, and again.

"It's time to stop... please take it out, “ she said but he very gently flicked his hips, and there was a slight in and out movement. Then he pulled out about 4 inches, and pushed it back in.

“What?” she asked in panic.

But he didn’t stop. He, of course, had no intention to stop. He did this a few times, and Kathy started to moan in pleasure, “Oh... oh... but you promised... oooh...”

Mark seeing her in that state, started using longer strokes, humping up and down between Kathy's legs as she was moaning louder in each pump.
                  

Then her body spasmed almost violently and I knew she was having an orgasm. Totally surrendered she admitted her defeat. “Yes, oh, give it to me,” I heard her moan and made me sick.  Shortly he stopped and lay down on his back. His dick was sticking straight up.

"Come here and straddle me. Squat down over my dick, and put it inside yourself."

She had no power to resist, she became his sex object and she did as he instructed. Kathy sat on his cock moving her hips back and forth slowly. She was fucking herself on his cock slowly, skillfully rotating her waist as she moved slightly up and down.
                  

Mark couldn’t take this anymore. Wild with lust, he began pumping up into her. After fucking her fast and hard for only a few minutes, I heard him say to her, "Where do you want it baby?"

"Don't take it out... keep pushing,.."  she moaned, completely into it now.

And so he did. He gave one last thrust and sprayed his cum deep in my wife’s pussy. She moaned loudly as she came again too. Then Mark went off of her and I saw her breathing fast as she laid on the sofa next to him.

“You loved it, didn’t you?” he asked her.

“You can go to your hubby now,” he paused and continued “or you can suck my cock to make it hard again.”

She turned her head and looked at him.

“I promise I won't tell him anything,” he continued.

Without a word, I saw her moving to his cock and she began sucking just the head into her mouth, running her tongue over it, sliding her tongue over the head, teasing it back to life.
                

I left away from the door opening, I couldn’t stand watching this anymore...