Chapter 3 (no proof reading yet) (Patreon)

Here it is folks. Will let it stew for a good while, then edit it again, proof and then public release.

*

That Sunday morning I woke up raging hard. Reliving the events of last night in my dreams had left me thoroughly horned up. I heard the shower shut off, as Cass was getting washed up. Soon after I received a photo of her naked ass and shortly after she was walking into the bedroom, in nothing but a small towel wrapped around her girthy booty.

“We need to wash the big towels,” Cass complained, gesturing to how the towel didn’t even reach past mid-thigh.

“Absolutely not,” I answered, letting my eyes travel down her body.

While it had been a while since she had done gymnastics at the level she used to do, she was still supremely athletic, and her toned muscular form was a sight to admire. Cass then noticed my morning wood.

“My my, let me take care of that for ya,” Cass said sensually.

She walked over to her dresser and got out a condom. Though the condom sort of ruined some of the enjoyment they explored with each other, we still took great pleasure in making each other feel good.

“Whoops, wrong one. These are Neil’s. I’ll find a smaller one,” Cass said, and tossed the condom in the drawer and picked up another one.

Did she really just tease me about my size compared to Neil? I was not small. But I was no Neil either.

“You know what I have discovered?” Cass asked.

“No?”

“A small extra fantasy that sort of coincides with what we already are doing… and I have already tested the waters of it a bit. I think you’re sort of into it, but I know I am.”

“What is it, babe?”

“A good slice of humiliation,” Cass said, finally climbing on to the bed.

“Really? That’s why you just did the condom thing now? And–”

“And let Neil treat me like he does, beside being a somewhat racist, morbid bastard? Absolutely,” Cass said, finishing my thought perfectly. “I was thinking about it, but it’s something that really gets me going. Especially in the heat of the moment it drives me wild!”

Cass laid a finger on my lips and I leaned back into the bed.

“Let me treat my man properly,” Cass said in her most sensual way.

Cass then ripped the package. What she did next was something I never would expect from her. She took out the condom, slipped it into her mouth and before I had time to digest what was going on, she had slipped the condom down my cock with her lips!

I damn near came just from that.

“Thought you’d like that,” Cass teased while I groaned from the warmth of her mouth. “But that’s all you get!”

It wasn’t lost on me. I might’ve had her mouth around my cock for the first time. But not really. There was this annoying layer of latex between the pleasure of Cass’ sweet mouth and my cock.

“Only Neil gets my mouth bare,” Cass whispered in my ear. And with that, Cass climbed up and sank down on my cock. She started grinding on top of me.

Instead of picking up speed, she focused on her dirty talk, something that always got her going.

“You know how close he got huh?” Cass moaned, grinding hard against me. “Makes me wonder what the next step is…”

“You wanna fuck him?” I dared. It damn near hurt to ask, but I had to!

“Hell yeah! What warm-blooded hot female wouldn’t try out a cock like that? Would you let me?!” Cass asked, getting more frantic and started raising herself up from me, slamming back down producing groans from us both.

She kept her slow firm pace up, letting me roam her magnificent body with my hands, cupping her beautiful breast, stroking her midsection making her tickle all over. But she was way too distracted by our fantasy, arching her back and closing her eyes in bliss, clutching my chest with her nails.

“Do you want me to fuck him, then? Wouldn’t that be the ultimate fucked up thing to do, huh? You keep dangling that big meat in front of me, what is a girl to think? I’m telling you, if we keep this up, it is inevitable! And Neil is getting, oh fuck… so… impatient…”

Cass could barely focus, teasing herself and teasing me interchangeably. I knew it was a huge turn on for her that Neil was so forceful and dominant with her, for her to submit to his demanding will. It was for me too. I groaned in reply, just imagining that big dick ravaging my beautiful fiancée. It was naughty it had to happen.

“Say yes, and I’ll make it happen. One of these days. If you say yes, it will be the final step, and there will be no way back, even if you beg me not to! Please, Isaac, say yes! I need that big dick in my life! I need to know what it’s like!”

Cass was now frantically slamming herself up and down on me, building up both our taboo filled pleasure orgasms.

“Maybe I’ll do it anyway. Let him bend me over and take me with his huge cock. Tell you about it after? How about that? Maybe one of these days you’ll come home to a well-fucked girlfriend! He’ll stretch me so good, I bet. Can’t help but be a bit curious how it’ll feel. Think about how eager he’ll be! He’ll fucking destroy me!”

Cass started grinding again, moving fast and hard on me. She bent down to my ear, her hot breath warming my cheek, her black curls hanging over and tickling my face. The pleasure of her closeness and her naughtiness of her words, leaning heavily into the final fantasy going for the final leap was bringing us both to a mutual orgasmic crescendo.

“Didn’t he bet you he’d fuck me? I guess you’re losing that bet then!” Cass moaned, cuddling her cheek into mine. Her actions were so sensual, but her words and intentions were so obnoxious and vile. It fueled me like nothing else.

“Fuck him, Cass. Please fuck him!” I groaned through gritted teeth. “Give the bastard what he wants! Give him what he needs!”

It was enough to send us over the edge, the mutual admittance to Neil’s dominant cock. We fucked each other through until we were both utterly spent, passsing out.

*

Getting back to work was a bitch. Still the workload was immense. I was however promised a bit of free time in the middle of the week, from Wednesday and onwards. Cass and I had a trip where we were going to check out some stuff for the wedding. We were checking out some veteran cars we wanted to rent for the day, and we had a few places scouted. We also toyed with the idea of driving the first part of our honeymoon in a veteran car. It was either a veteran car, or some super sportscar ala a Ferrari or something. Though we didn’t really know what that honeymoon was just yet.

Though, the big man upstairs, Jeff, talked me into popping by on Sunday when we were back instead, to see if my guys in the cubicles did their work properly. Basically run over some books and some numbers for a few hours.

Something else that was also stressing me was my constant erections. Cass had been teasing me about fucking Neil, and that she would tell me when it happened. But that also entailed that one of these days I might get the text. The text that would mark the end of Cass exclusively being my partner. Mark the end of Neil’s conquest. Mark the end of Cass’ fidelity.

With a guy like Neil.

I thought she might not go through with it though. There was a lot of baggage to making such a giant leap. It was all fun to talk about, and it certainly made for some good fucking, but fantasy and reality is two vastly different things. Fantasy was often something you never could do, be or have. Just thinking of all they had done so far made me madly jealous, and just as turned on.

That being said, this fantasy could very likely turn into a very real reality. More than it already was.

Not knowing was an aching anxiety to say the least.

Because Cass was busy today, and I didn’t want to face Neil just yet, I joined some of the guys out to a nearby cafe for lunch. I wasn’t a huge fan of it, but it was a nice change of pace I guess. Change of scenery. And, I didn’t have to listen to the vacuum cleaner.

When I was back, I found my office tended to, showing the mark of Neil having been there. I wondered if he expected to see us there, and if he expected more out of Cass. Or if he dared do anything in front of me again, even after our little chat.

Luckily, I didn’t have to face the bastard until later when I was leaving. I found Neil smoking outside at the corner of the building. I tried to walk past him, but when he saw me he unfortunately made his way over, more or less blocking my way of passage.

“Didn’t see you at lunch,” Neil chuckled.

I stopped. I knew Cass was waiting for me in the car, and I didn’t want to have to force an awkward moment between the three of us.

“Nor your misses. Really missed her at lunch,” Neil said happily. “Met her just a few minutes ago tho. I just had that bitch suck me off over in my car. Just now.”

I looked at him with a mix of shock and anger. At first I wondered how dare he talk to me like that? After last week? Then a wash the terror came through. Was he telling the truth? It wasn’t unlikely, but did Neil really gloat about it in front of my face like this?

“Yeah right,” I said, blowing him off. Neil gave a bark of a laugh that made me clench my fists.

“Hah! I’m still dripping, if you need any convincing. I’m telling you, one of these day I’m gonna fuck that girl of yours. She’s hungry for it, I can tell! She’s dripping wet for–”

“You know, I could get you fired any second, right? Just because I want to,” I told him through gritted teeth.

“Pff, go ahead. Then I’ll have more time to spend with your girl,” Neil laughed and wandered off into the building.

I was fuming by the time I sat down next to Cass in the car. Neil held too much power, I thought.

“What happened?” she asked, pulling out of the parking lot.

“Just Neil busting my balls again. How he’s going to fuck you and he even said that you just had blown him in his car.”

Cass was silent for a bit as we drove.

“Eh, Cass?” I asked, a bit concerned.

“I kinda just blew him. Kinda.”

I looked at her in sheer disbelief. Her bluntness always caught me off-guard.

“You gonna catch a bug like that,” Cass chuckled.

I realized my mouth was hanging open and closed it immediately.

“What?” was all I was able to say. I checked my phone immediately. But nothing there.

“Sorry… Neil didn’t want to record… he doesn’t wanna do it every time and honestly, I didn’t want to nag him. Setting up the shot kinda breaks the flow sometimes. Besides, he needed his hand free.”

“Really?”

While I preferred it recorded, and we certainly needed to find a way to remedy this, I also didn’t mind if sometimes it wasn’t. As long as Cass was honest with me. Hell, in the context of taboo kinks, her going off cam was perhaps in some way a turn on in itself. Denying me the participation, going behind my back sort of.. And it was a fair argument. When you wanna hook up, setting up a sexy shot in the middle of it might break it up a bit.

“What was the other hand doing?” I asked.

“One guiding my head, one fingering my ass,” Cass said, biting her lip as we drove.

Fuck, I wanted to get home so bad. Luckily it wasn’t a long drive.

“I didn’t think I’d like it, but Neil didn’t really give me much choice. He just slipped his hands down my tight pants, feeling on my ass, then as I was sucking him good and deep, he slowly inched his finger down to my asshole and pressed it in. Not all the way, but boy did I feel it. It was so different. But it wasn’t that bad, actually… Maybe I’ll even let you do it sometime in the distant future,” Cass said, chuckling as if the idea itself was ridiculous.

She gave me a side glance to see my reaction. Not disappointed, she continued as if she hadn’t said anything outta the ordinary.

“Anyway, a bigger obstacle, literally. Isaac. Neil wanted to fuck so bad. Me too… If only he brought a condom… He tried to shoot his luck by letting him hit it raw by teasing the shit out of me. Didn’t work though. So many ruined orgasms,” Cass pouted playfully.

We now sat on the sofa, Cass leaning on me, looking up at me. How did we get here? I must’ve followed her lead. Cass reached over with her hand and gently stroked my cock on top of my pants.

“Jesus, Isaac, you get hard everytime I mention him. You really wanna go down this path, huh? Well, we’re already on it so… Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah. Well, I guess he liked it when I was the one doing the work last time, because he let me do my thing. I fucking worshipped that huge cock, Isaac. Worshiped it. Licking the huge violet veins, really getting to know the way around his huge head. Taking it slow when he got too close. Yeah, had to get him back for that, you know. Fuck I was on fire. He kept teasing me about how good he could fuck me, how he’d stretch me out and fill me up like never before. I could’ve fucked him right there, but he didn’t have any condoms… I have to be on the safe side with him, we can’t trust him for shit.”

Cass still stroked my cock over my pants, never fishing it out. I was desperate for release, but remained patient, trying to get more out of her story.

“So it turns out Neil is pretty sensitive in his cockhead. I can tell from the way he groans when I focus there. I started doing these shorter strokes, with a lot of suction, and Neil groaned so loud. I could see even from having his huge cock in my mouth that his dick became redder with each stroke. Fuck. It was so much. It didn’t take long before he came right into my mouth. I had to swallow several times. And boy, Neil does not taste bad at all. Maybe he does some trick to make it taste better, but I have to say. It’s not bad. At all.”

Cass looked down at my throbbing cock, hidden under my pants still.

“Is it okay if we pause on this? I know you want it… But it’s just not the same with that condom, I have to say. Stupid idea of mine. Maybe if we save it for our trip on Wednesday?”

“But Neil…”

“There’s a difference, you see. Neil does what he wants. And for that matter, he’ll be using a condom too if it comes to that.”

And with that, Cass stood up, gave me a cheeky smile and headed off to the kitchen. I looked at her lovely, teasing ass as she disappeared through the door. I felt lightheaded.

*

Tuesday was Monday rinse and repeat. It was a bitch, and I went out for lunch. Not very exciting about it, really. Again, at the end of the day, I was greeted with the unpleasant sight of Neil. He waved cheerfully at me and came over as I walked out the front door.

“Hey there, buddy!” Neil exclaimed.

Did he call me buddy? Really? After everything he did, after everything he said? Everything I said? Maybe it was his morbid sense of humor. His sly smile certainly seemed to indicate so.

“Fuck, man, that girl of yours is something else. I’m this close to fucking her! She’s resisting though!” Neil chuckled, holding up his finger and thumb an inch apart.

I clenched my fist, walking past him. Neil didn’t follow luckily, as I hurried away.

Cass was sitting in the car waiting for me, smiling warmly at me. She looked a bit disheveled. And was that some… stains on her orange blouse? She followed my eyes, down to her lower stomach where there were some large stains.

“I… had a small accident,” Cass said, smiling innocently.

“I swear! I even have video evidence!” Cass said in a joking defensive way. “But don’t watch it until we’re home. I wanna watch it with you.”

“I’m paying for the speeding ticket,” I said slightly out of breath. I was dying to finally see a video of Cass in action. It had been days.

“Oh you’ll love this one!”

As soon as we got home, I lifted Cass up and carried her to the bedroom. Cass squealed in delight as I threw her on the bed.

“Someones eager. Something tells me this fantasy of ours was not a bad idea!” Cass said, smiling wickedly.

“You have no idea!” I answered, joining her.

“Now get down here and let me jerk you off to the hottest porn you’ll ever see.”

That’s right. I’m not to fuck her until the trip. Oh well. I take what I get at this point, being pent up from yesterday and from her teasing in the car. I slid into bed and Cass cuddled up next to me.

“Roll the tape,” Cass said, fishing my dick outta my boxers.

The video started. The last video at the hotel had been quite a few feet away from Cass, at a low angle as Neil fucked her ass cheeks. This video was shot in an extreme close up of nothing but parts of her cheek and nose, her mouth and a gigantic, bulbous, almost purple head.

There was no build up. As soon as the video started, Neil’s abnormally big cock pushed up against those sweet lips of hers, and after a moment of hesitation, the whole head and a few inches drove into Cass’ mouth. A loud groan came from behind the camera. Not only that, but also from Cass. She truly did like getting dicked down, even if it was through her mouth.

For several minutes Neil was slowly pushing his big dick in and out her sweet lips, edging the flare of his cockhead on her lips. Occasionally slipping it out of her mouth to let Cass lick around the head, then thrust back into her mouth. When he did this, Cass would meet his head with her tongue, causing loud groans from Neil.

Neil seemed content with having his head being focused on, rather than his entire cock, as he was keeping his thrusts pretty shallow, but firmly deliberate. It was obvious that she was using a lot of tongue, with the amount of spit and slop that came from with every thrust.

Every stroke seemed to send a shiver through Neil as he was jaggedly sawing in. Neil started picking up the pace a bit, but still letting Cass do her thing, enveloping his cock with her wet tongue. Neil abruptly gave one loud grunt and jolted forward and white sperm spurted into her mouth. I could only tell he was cumming because of the pulsing from Neil’s dick, and that it erupted out of the corner of Cass’ mouth. Neil’s abnormally thick cum was dribbling down the sides of her cheeks, and when she smiled even more cum trickled out.

Damn, he truly came a lot. Her mouth had to be filled up ten times. Some trickled out her mouth, and some Cass swallowed. The whole time she was smiling, enjoying having made this huge cock cum in her mouth with such expertise. Neil dragged his cock out from her mouth and smacked her cum covered cheek with the tip a few times. The video ended with those slick sounds echoing in my ears.

It was sickening, burning through my chest to see how intimately they had spent their time together. It was truly a slower kind of blow job. It seemed like they had been in no haste to reach the climax, instead enjoying the process. It was a new dynamic that was filling me with both anxiety and wicked thoughts of where all this could lead. I was dying to know. It was so wrong. And it was so right.

Then there was another video. Did they really hook up twice while waiting for me? How long had they been out there in the parking lot? How many times were Neil able to go in a day?

Judging from the little scenery there was, it was all happening in the car.

The second video was also a close up, but this time it showed Cass’ cute face from neck up. She was laying on her back in the back seat of the Camry, by the looks of it. Her face was an expression in the middle of curiosity and anticipation, as her eyes were focused on the screen to make sure she filmed it all properly. Her mouth slightly agape, and her brow slightly furrowed, as if waiting for something.

Then she gasped.

Then she closed her eyes.

Arching her eyebrows even further.

Cass’ whole face contorted cutely and beautifully in sheer fulfillment.

Small slick sounds started to come from somewhere below her, soon evolving into loud slurping and happy groans. Those sounds would haunt me. The heavy breathing and loud slurping, like someone sucking on a rapidly melting cone. The content groans of whoever was doing the licking. It was vile and sloppy. It was Neil eating Cass’ pussy.

The wet noises were getting more and more intense, and as they were reaching their crescendo, Cass’ eyes clenched shut and gave out a series of jagged gasps and whimpers. Sheer pleasure was plainly written across face as I bore witness to Cass’ face as she came from Neil expertly eating her out. The sounds she made told me everything I needed to know.

Neil knew his way around licking some quality pussy. And from the rapid slurping sounds, he was pretty eager about it, and far from done. Before her first was over, another orgasm ripped through her as she let out a series of raspy gasps. The doubling up of orgasms made her cum for minutes on end.

After several minutes, I heard Neil let out a happy, proud groan. He had almost without effort made Cass cum, twice, and pretty quickly too. Cass opened her eyes again. She looked to be in an afterglow of what I guessed was a pretty powerful orgasm. Her eyes were slightly glazed over, and her eyelids seemed heavy. Drowsy, but not sleepy.

Cass licked her lips, letting out a satisfied moan.

“You take care of me, and I’ll take care of you, eh,” I heard Neil chuckle. Cass’ eyes darted down, almost with a pleading expression. I heard Neil chuckle.

“More?” Neil asked heartidly. Neil groaned as I imagined he settled back between Cass’ legs, hefting his pudgy fingers around her thighs.

“Someone’s not doing their work at home… Don’t worry, I’ll take care of ya,” Neil muttered as he found his place back between her legs.

Cass’ brow arched and her mouth hung open as Neil started eating her again. The loud slurping returned and stayed with them for several minutes.

Then her eyes became a mix of shock and pleasure. She didn’t say anything, but one could tell she was slightly hesitant at whatever Neil was doing outside of the view of the camera. Hesitant, but accepting.

“He was eating my ass again,” the present Cass explained bluntly. I nodded slowly.

On the video Cass was wincing and whimpering as another orgasm ripped through her, and she was now trembling throughout her entire body. And then…

“This is where he moved back up to eat me out and then he shoved a finger up my ass, fingering my ass while going down on me. I’m telling you, it was so nasty, but it drove me wild.. It drove me outta my mind!”

It was sort of surreal having Cass explain in blunt detail what was going on. Like the details I couldn’t pick up on, she just told in such a manner I never expected from my dear Cass. On the screen Cass face was wincing slightly, before falling back into a thick blanket of pleasure.

Neil seemed to never grow tired of working my girl over with his tongue and finger. They seemed to go on for a while. Cass came several times in rapid succession, at least twice more, from getting fingered in her ass while Neil was licking her frantically. Slamming her other hand into the seat, while letting out repressed shrieks and whimpers, breathing heavy with each powerful orgasm. And then the video abruptly ended.

“I had to put my phone away, it was quite heavy to hold it like that after a while… Especially when Neil was treating me like he did. Basically he continued eating me out like that until I had to take a break. Fuck, Neil is so good at eating pussy. Especially mine. He knew exactly what he was doing. Makes all the dick sucking all the more worth it!”

“How long were you guys going at it?” I asked.

“A bit longer than an hour, I guess. We had a small break in between the videos. I needed to rest.”

“That long? Jesus, you showed up early just to hook up with him?” I asked. Cass nodded.

“What did you guys do while taking a break?”

“We talked.”

“About what?”

“Mostly he tried to talk me into fucking him… How he ate my pussy better than you and how he would totally own my pussy after he was done with me. How he was much bigger than you, how good it would be…” Cass began but hesitated. She had been so indulgent to my fantasy, taking it as her own, that I knew I had to reciprocate. Cass liked a bit of humiliation.

“Go on. What he say?” I asked, hesitantly.

“He asked me directly if he were. You know, bigger. I was honest. Neil is much bigger than you. He then asked if you were suspicious. I said no. Technically that is true. You’re not suspicious at all, not in the slightest. Then he called you an idiot. I wanted to slap him so bad, but fuck I was so turned on as well. I don’t understand what got over me. I more or less shoved his face back into me, having him eat me out more. You see it on the video. I barely had the mind to record. Oh you’re gonna love this last one!”

Cass reached across me and opened up the third video.

It showed her face again, mid getting thoroughly eaten out. Cass was once again clenching her eyes, holding the back of her right hand to her forehead, as if bracing herself from the onslaught. Sweat was shining on her face, as she whimpered and bit her lips from Neil’s efforts.

Cass then opened her eyes ever so slightly, as the slurping stopped. I heard shifting and the shift of a buckle. Cass looked down at Neil, who was out of view.

“What are you doing?” Cass asked with devious curiosity. Some more shifting around and then a small sigh as Neil settled.

“No, shit! Don’t put it in!” Cass loudly exclaimed and then her eyes flickered as she let out a huge pent up groan. I could hear Neil pant frantically.

“Oooh fuck! That feels… surprisingly good! Fucking hell! Jesus you’re so big!” Cass whined as she writhed on the seat.

Her upper body seemed to be rocking back and forth as wet, slick sounds were coming rhythmically from whatever Neil was doing.

“This pussy is so good,” Neil moaned surprisingly softly.

“Be careful… when … you cum…” Cass moaned in delight, as she was rocking back and forth.

Did he… Were they fucking? Cass on the video was slowly rocking back and forth in the car seat, softly moaning with every movement, her face twisting agonizingly in pleasure. The entire time maintaining eye contact with Neil. Neil was breathing heavily at this point, groaning deeply with each thrust. I couldn’t believe I had been in the same car where Cass had just been fucked just minutes before.

The present Cass was biting her lip, looking at my reaction to the actions on the screen. It was so wicked. Neil seemed to be ravishing her small body.

“No, don’t do that,” Cass said on the video.

“Don’t worry, I’m just gonna rub,” Neil panted through heavy draws of breath.

Cass leaned her head back again. So that was what they were doing?

“He was pressing his cock against my clit. I think he wanted me to ask him to fuck him, but I never did. Just grabbed my hips and… reverse hotdogged me? I guess?” the present Cass explained. “It sure gives the impression that I’m getting fucked, doesn’t it?”

It certainly looked the part. I had now received two previews of what it could look like when… if Neil ever were to fuck Cass. Three times if you count that first time in the office bathroom. And I got the sneaky suspicion that was kind of the point to it as well, why Cass had let Neil play with his dick so close to her pussy.

“You naughty girl,” I groaned. “You’re such a tease.”

“You’re not the only one who thinks so. I have to admit, I tried to play it up a bit, knowing you were gonna see it. I knew how much you liked it when you thought we were fucking at the hotel, so I thought I’d tease you again. Look, now you get your answer to where those stains came from.”

On the video Neil was now shouting and cursing, and the sound of rapid strokes were soon followed by a huge roar and I was guessing Neil was cumming all over Cass’ stomach and her hiked up blouse. Then some spurts even landed on her cheek and neck. Neil was cumming pretty hard, even if it was his second round.

When I saw the ropes land across Cass’ face, I came straight into her hand, who hadn’t stopped stroking me for one bit. It was something naughty about seeing my lovely fiancée getting covered in cum, especially from such a despicable creature, while getting jerked off by said lovely fiancée. And even more so because I hadn’t yet done it myself. And if I did, I would never ever be able to cover her like Neil was currently doing.

“Fucking shit, you little bitch! Oh fuck!” Neil groaned exasperated. “That was so good. And you look even better. You toned dark abs with my huge white load all ov–”

And the video ended.

*

Wednesday morning we were all packed up and ready to go. It might be considered excessive to take a small vacation to check out veteran and sports cars for the wedding, but truly it was nice to get away from it all. Cass from her ramping up of college work, and me from… well work. And  both of us, a break from Neil, fantasy and all the kinks that came with it. Him.

The dealership we were first considering was almost two and a half hours away, outside of Chicago. There were several places closer, but we wanted to make a trip out of it, and both of us loved road trips anyway. Driving upstate we sang songs, chatted about everything, flirted with each other, or listened to our mutual podcasts.

We made pretty much the entire way up before noon, and was able to enjoy some pizza at a true Chicago pizzeria before getting to work.

“Maybe we should go fishing again,” Cass said, as we ate. My heart jumped. It had been a few weeks since she had suggested it last. And boy did that turn out good.

“Really? There is good bass up here. And Lake Michi–”

“I was just joking, Jesus. I enjoyed it last time, but, eh. It’s still smelly and kinda dull,” Cass said, shrugging her shoulders. I slouched back in my seat. I had been too eager. Of course.

“Fear enough. I just wanted some of those hot pics again,” I said.

“All you had to do is ask,” Cass said, having noticed my eager reaction. She smiled evillish at me as she got up from her seat, demonstratively picking her phone up from her purse.

“What are you up to?” I asked. Cass just gave a small giggle, biting her bottom lip and then turned towards the bathroom.

I followed her ass with my eyes. Cass’ ass always made for an amazing sight, especially in those tight jeans she wore now. Jeans and a blouse, the uniform of my hot, lovely future-wife. I wanted to run after her and grab that ass, but I settled for the view, as it disappeared into the bathroom.

A few moments later a few photos started to trickle in. First one from above, with her face and her jeaned up ass. Then the same, but now with the jeans dragged down, so you could see her toned cheeks stick out from under her head. The third was a captioned upside down photo of her ass in full glory. “Desert at my place,” she wrote in the caption. Her wit never faltered.

The rest of the day we spent walking around the small town, checking the local shops and what not. Our appointment wasn’t until the next day, on Thursday, followed by an hour drive down to another rental-place back in Indiana.

After a good night's rest we ventured onto the first of many dealers. Or renters, rather. First one was pretty early but seemed to be a chatty fellow. He even came down the long driveway to walk us up his lot where he had a small selection of old American classics.

The guy was an older feller, in his 60s perhaps, wearing dirty old overalls. Cass was walking a few paces ahead as he and I were small talking. And I couldn’t help but notice how he too seemed to be a fan of Cass’ big juicy ass. If only he knew what sort of shenanigans that cute girl was up to. What she’d done.

The guy really put on the sweet talk, and he did have some nice classics that would be nice for the wedding. Biggest issue was the travel down to Indiana in a veteran car. While he had a sweet 67 Thunberbird, jet black and with all original parts, it was very resourceful to get it down to the wedding. And then there was the whole driving part after, though dad had said he’d pay for any of the insurance and what not. We told him we’d think about it. We had agreed beforehand that we were not to make any deals on the spot, that we were just surveying.

The next place was back in Indiana, and of course closer. He was more specialized in cabriolets. The thought of driving Route 66 in a classic cabriolet with my hot as shit then-wife was an idea I found very appealing, but Cass had her head on straight. No deals on the spot. Plus, there was surely someone closer to Indiana.

We wanted to scout far and wide to find just the right one, even if it was at a long distance. Was it ideal? No. Could we do this online? Sure. But driving around was half the fun.

The rest of the day we spent shopping manute things for the wedding Some of the little things you never think to consider that you need. Utensils and that sort of thing.. There was a candle shop that Cass especially was interested in.

“He has been nagging me by the way,” Cass said that evening.

“Who?” I asked, not really paying attention.

Cass had just had a long monologue about something monocle thing production of protein something something something. Way above my head. But apparently somewhere she had changed the subject.

After a long day, we were staying at a motel, resting on each our side of the bed. I was watching some boxing shit I didn’t care about on the TV, while Cass was dicking around on her phone. Perhaps a bit too literary, by the sounds of it.

“Big Dick Neil, of course. That is my nickname for him,” Cass said smiling.

Almost like muscle memory, my dick jumped a bit. Not full mast, but it was surely paying attention now. I felt my thoughts trailing towards if we packed any condoms. Sure hope we did, because I could tell Cass was in that mood. Something about Neil seemed to always get her going. And me. Like she said, I got hard even thinking about him. Weird sentence, but okay. It is what it is.

“I guess he’s upset you left?” I asked. Neil probably hoped to hook every day of the week.

“Yeah, pretty much. I kinda ditched him, you know. Kinda forgot to tell him about our trip. Made him pretty angry, I guess. Now he has been nagging me about pictures,” Cass said. “But he can wait. I see you’re in some dire need of relief, though.”

With that Cass swung one of her legs across me, straddling me.

“Who knows, maybe this is the last time you get to make love to me before Neil fucks the shit out of me?”

Cass bit her lip and closed her eyes, getting turned on by the idea of Neil. Not only getting to feel what his huge cock felt like, what it could do to her, but also because there would be a period where Neil was the sole conqueror of her loving. Where she wasn’t Isaacs, but Neil’s.

If it ever were to happen. So far Neil had been relentless about not bringing a condom.

Hell, I was getting off on the thought too. Of course I fucking did, it was my fantasy to begin with. Though, the lines of ownership had been blurred. And I also was looking forward to her telling me about it. Maybe even more so than the video of it, or the action. Cass’ blunt, slightly humiliating way of telling her encounters were such a wild turn on that I couldn’t get enough of it. I wanted her to bring me as many stories as possible. Even if it meant at the risk of her fidelity.

“If you were to fuck him, what would you do then?”

“Fuck the shit out of him, duh… ride that huge cock, feel it stretch me out real good… though I do like the thought of him taking control. Fuck I’d love for him to just dominate my body, show me what kinda damage he could do… Fuuuuuck… Get deeep inside me,” Cass moaned.

She had up to this point been grinding on top of my boxers, but now her patience had run out. That fire was back in her eyes, the fire only our taboo fantasy could bring out. Cass quickly leaned over to her purse and yanked out a condom and quickly rolled it on to me.

“You can’t expect to marry a girl hot as me and not for big cocks to go in and out of her,” Cass said, turning on the heat.

“Cocks?” I asked. Plural???

“Yeah. You’re still at a pretty good size too. Neil is still bigger, though,” Cass said, lowering herself onto me.

She did groan pleasurably from the anticipated relief that had been building up throughout our dirty talk, but we both knew it would be much better without a condom. Only 2 more months to go…

“Who knows if I can even feel you the same way after he’s done, dear future-husband? Fuck his cock is so thick. You know what else is thick?”

Fuck, the humiliation was burning me. It was such agony hearing her demean me like that. But I could tell Cass was enjoying it, and in return I did. It was sort of rubbing off on me, especially due to her being so turned on by it. She was practically gushing on me as she arched back, thrusting her ample tits out into the air above my head. It was a beautiful sight, to see her on top of me like that.

I shook my head, letting her do all the work while I played with her cheeks. Cass liked to go into one of her long monologues of dirty talk, getting herself worked up while grinding on my cock, taking me with her on some of the wildest adventures of her dirty fantasies. And this time was no different.

“His cum is much thicker than anything I’ve experienced. It’s almost like a thick glaze… And there’s always so much. Like did you see him cumming in my mouth in that one video? Or how far he shot his load after rubbing his cock on my pussy, dying to fuck me? And lets be real, if we ever fuck, it won’t be any lovemaking. We’re gonna fuck.”

Cass was now slamming her ass up and down, taking me deep into her pussy while trying to grip me tight around the condom. Normally when she did this, I would have to hold on for dear life. While it was amazing, the condom sort of removed that… extra edge. Or maybe numbed that edge that always came with wild sex. So while the blunt edge of fucking with a condom made for a less intense feeling, it at least prolonged the dirty talk, which I guess could be a light in the tunnel.

“I wonder where it’ll be? Me and Neil’s first fucking– Oh fuck I’m so wet now– Maybe our bedroom? That would be so naughty. Where you and I sleep, where you and I have shared so many… moments together… Letting him in our home? Maybe… How about the office instead, huh? Or more specifically, your office. It’s only right, uh, for Neil to fuck your girl in your own office. Maybe we’ll do it in the car. At a hotel. Maybe the one I work in. Fffuck… Maybe I’ll just bend over some dumpster in an alleyway and let him have a gooooo ooh shiiiiit…”

Cass threw herself at me, kissing me deeply as she grinded firmly back and forth, clutching my face. I gripped her ass firmly, pulling her towards me, squeezing her cheeks as hard as I could.

“That’s right, give it to me,” Cass moaned.

“Fucking right,” I said, coaxing her, meeting her thrusts. Cass grinded firmer, trying to get over that final edge. Though it seemed a bit harder this time.

“Let me do you from behind,” I groaned into her ear.

“N–no… I’m getting so close… just a bit more now,” Cass said, trying frantically to get off.

She just denied me fucking her from behind, even after having teased about bending over some dumpster for Neil. I had no doubt that Cass would let Neil hit it from the back in an instance. The thought of him not only fucking her, but getting to fuck her in ways I both were denied, but also at a level I was not able to, was enough to get me over the top.

I felt my own orgasm rise, but Cass seemed to struggle with hers. I gritted my teeth, holding on. I wanted her to get something out of this too. Just thinking about how easily Neil would wreck her with his cock, while she struggled to get off on me, was almost too much. Even with a condom I was sure Neil–

No. Don’t think those thoughts. I had to control myself. At least for the time being. Cass first.

“Talk to me,” I groaned. I knew dirty talking was one way for Cass. “Tell me more.”

“Fuck, I bet he’s gonna be so rough with me. He’s such an impatient man. I haven’t sent him a text in a few days and now he’s all up in my shit, calling me a slut and a bitch,” Cass said, her words getting more unsteady as she got to the humiliation part.

“I bet he won’t take no for an answer next time. Fuck… you, uh, better hope he brings a condom, because I’m not sure if I’ll be able to stop him. He more or less promised me that he’d have his way with me on Monday–uh– when… fuck –uh– at lunch, he said, at lunch he’d drag me down to the bathroom and fuck me till I screamed his name, for the whole floor to heeeaaar.” Cass shrieked at the end, finally cumming on my cock, me right along with her.

It was prolonged, and it was a shimmer of how good our sex usually was, but it was a sweet relief. I don’t think sex with Cass could ever be boring. Cass thumped hard against my pelvis, slamming herself through. Eventually she fell over me, as I gently rubbed her naked body on top of mine.

“So Monday then?” I asked. Cass fell asleep on my chest before answering.

*

Friday and most of Saturday we spent working our way downstate, zigzagging all over Indiana to get a good general understanding of the veteran rentals. Sometimes I wondered if it wasn’t easier to just buy a fucking car. The insurance was not that expensive, but the folks that rented them out didn’t seem to trust us all too much, and I had a sneaky suspicion they were driving up the prices for that reason. Why? Beyond me. Until Cass brought it up.

“Maybe they’re worried we’d steal it,” Cass said, frustrated as we were driving from one particular annoying geezer.

He had a slow way of speaking, never getting to the point. It normally wouldn’t affect me, but today was just a frustrating one. And the dude, a man in his 40s or so, had been ogling Cass while he went on and on about how an uncle of his had run in with some bad renters or some bullshit story he was going on and on about.

“Steal it? I’m putting down a fucking deposit, why would I steal the car?”

“Not you… me…” Cass muttered. I was baffled. I was so naive sometimes. Of course these fucking hicks would think like that.

“Fuck…” I muttered frustrated. “Maybe we could go back to that guy we met on the first day? With the Thunderbird? He seemed to not be completely deep fried in his brain, at least.”

Cass nodded. It did cheer her up a bit.

“He certainly didn’t seem to mind you. You should’ve seen how he checked out that hot ass of yours,” I said.

It was sort of unreal that I was trying to cheer up Cass by telling how an old creep was staring at her ass, but our lives were sort of unreal nowadays.

“Really?” she asked, turning her attention away from the uncomfortable topic. “Did he like my tight jeans?”

“Yeah, absolutely. You always look great in jeans. And especially light blue ones!”

“Neil thinks so too,” I reminded her. Cass nodded.

“He is a big fan,” Cass conceded. “He’s the opposite of some of these guys out here.”

“Let’s head back home, and forget about those folks,” I said. Cass nodded again.

*

Saturday evening we finally arrived back home. While the excursion was meant as a small vacation, we were both dead from the trip. We spent the evening chilling and then hitting the bed early. It was after all a work day tomorrow for me.

Sunday I got up early to get to work. It was best getting it done instead of lollygagging about all day. I had taken a few days off in exchange for working a few hours on Sunday, to review the tasks the guys who covered for me had done. I packed my work suitcase and headed out. In the hallway however, I was paused by Cass.

“Isaac?” she called, hurrying out into the hallway before I left.

I expected her to still be asleep, I had tried to get out without interrupting her beauty sleep. Apparently it was in vain, here she was phone in hand, fully dressed and fully awake.

“Do you… mind if I join you?” Cass asked, slightly hesitant.

“Eh. Sure. What is going on?” I asked. Cass grabbed her coat

There was nothing wrong about her joining me at my office, just it wasn’t that exciting, especially on a Sunday. I had the driest of dry work to do. I glanced at her phone, getting a sneaky suspicion as to what was really going on.

“I don’t know how else to put it, so I’ll be blunt. That’s how you like it anyway. Neil wants me to suck him off in your office. And he apparently skipped a few days when we were away, so he’s spending the weekend working it back,” Cass explained, playfully smiling at me while nabbing the car keys out of my hands.

“So you’re gonna oblige?” I asked, knowing fully well the answer.

“Of course. And also, I really missed his tongue, to be honest. Two days in a row, and then five days without? I’m kinda pent up, you know.”

“Five days without? We made love on Thursday,” I reminded her, casually

“That was making love. Neil doesn’t do that. He doesn’t lick me, he eats me. And besides… I fucking hate saying this, but the condom is just… not as good as without…” Cass admitted.

I knew it was true. But it is what it is. She was a stubborn one, and now that the rule was in place, there was no going back on it. Even if it meant if the sex wasn’t as good as it usually was.

I opened the door and held it for her and we made the small walk to the car. Being May, it was getting quite sunny outside. Soon I would be greeted to Cass’ thick thighs crammed inside those denim shorts she always wore when it got warmer outside. Fuck, why couldn’t summer come faster? Though that would also mean the stress of the wedding would be tenfold…

“Sooo… We’re kind of gonna need your office… Unless you want to watch?” Cass said.

I guess it wasn’t an unreasonable request. That would certainly involve me more directly. But so far, I kind of preferred Neil to think I was in the dark. It sort of made it more hot that Cass was ‘cheating’ on me and going behind my back. Even if I knew everything.

“I… uhm, I’ll find somewhere else to work. I have logins on the other computers so I can work from anywhere I guess,” I said, realizing I was getting delegated to one of the cubicles essentially, a step down from my own office.

“I kinda like the whole ‘going behind my back’ angle,” I told her.

“Me too actually. It’s so wrong to say, but it is the truth. The scare of being caught is a thrill in itself. Sneaking around on you like I’m doing, with Neil no less, is just some icing on the cake. The cake is getting railed by Neil and his oh so skilled tongue,” Cass explained unnecessarily.

“I think I caught that one,” I chuckled.

We pulled into the parking lot. Looking around, neither of us could spot Neil’s big SUV. We took the opportunity of being early to get inside before he showed up. We headed up to my floor and quickly found a cubicle for me. It wasn’t too far from my office, but also outside the view of the door so it wouldn’t be too damning. I wouldn’t be able to see, but I’d be able to hear most of the conversation.

“You good?” Cass asked, as I settled in Mr…. Jacksons chair. Some clerk, I don’t know. I think I hired the guy a year ago or something.

“Sure. I actually haven’t sat in a cubicle like this before,” I admitted, slumping down in the chair. It wasn’t as comfortable as mine. And rubbing my hand across the small desk, I started to wonder how anyone could get anything done out here.

“Every day you learn something new… Well. I better head downstairs and wait for Neil. It’ll be weird if I’m already inside the building. Might cause suspicion,” Cass said.

She bent down and kissed me deeply.

“Better savor those lips. Next time you see me, I might have Neil’s dick on my breath,” Cass said, giving me another kiss.

“Get going, before I get too distracted,” I teased and slapped her ass lightly on her way.

Cass giggled, gave me a quick wave and headed off down the hallway, turned the corner and disappeared.

Next time I’d hear from her, it would be in the company of Neil.

Next time I’d see her, it would likely be in a picture with Neil’s big dick on her face.

I figured I’d let myself get distracted. I had stuff to do, after all. Who knew how long Neil would take. I logged on and started reviewing the books. Initially it looked like they had done most of it as it should’ve been. I had hired the guys, so I knew they would. But supervision was of course necessary.

I was able to work for about a full hour before I heard something down the hall.

“Here it is… I can’t believe we’re doing this,” I heard Cass say. Neil’s rough voice followed right after. They moved around the corner and towards my office door.

“Yeah yeah. I know the way. Get over here again,” he said.

I heard a small gasp and some shuffling a small thump, then the sounds of lips smacking. I took a small chance, wanting to know what was going on, and stood in my seat. Barely able to see over, I could see the back of Neil’s head as he no doubt was pressed up against Cass, making out with her against my office door. I saw Cass' small hands clutch his head in eagerness.

After a solid five minutes they broke apart. I quickly hid back down again. I could hear both of them breath heavy all the way over to where I sat.

“My my, someone’s eager,” Neil said, and I heard a loud slap as Neil’s hand collided with Cass’ jeans clad ass.

“Let’s head inside,” Cass gasped. She was audibly turned on. No doubt she was eager to feel Neil’s skilled tongue on her again.

“Beg,” Neil commanded. “I want to hear how much you want it.”

Was he really gonna make her beg to suck his dick? Neil was really laying down the effort to have her submit to him. Something I knew she was heavily turned on by.

“Please… please open the door… ” I heard Cass beg. It damn near broke my heart hearing her like this. But while the tone of her voice certainly was begging, it was also with a mix of lust.

I heard them start making out again. Then the sound of the door being kicked open, and then slam shut. And then silence. My office wasn’t soundproof, but the heavy door muffled most sounds.

Minutes drew by. Slowly but surely. I wasn’t able to focus on any of my work.

Anxious to know what was happening, I decided to move closer to the door. As I moved nearer I could hear faint moans and whimpers from Cass. Neil was probably eating her out, both ass and pussy. And from the sounds of it she was rapidly on her way to an orgasm. Already. Neil had become some of an expert on Cass’ folds by now, easily bringing her to a loud gasping orgasm.

Cass came so good from getting eaten out in my office that she let out a loud squeal.

I heard Neil curse and then some shuffling. He was moving towards the door, where I was standing listening. I bolted down to the cubicles again. Just in time.

The door slammed open again and Neil marched down the hallway. I quickly had to hide to not get detected as Neil hurried past the cubicles. He wasn’t gone long, soon he came dragging that god forbidden vacuum cleaner. Once again he disappeared into my office.

Her squeal must’ve spooked him, because why else would someone voluntarily bring that shit into a room? The familiar roar muffled out any sounds from within. Even moving closer meant I just heard the vacuum even louder.

Minutes rolled by again. I wondered what they were doing. Was he still eating her out? Was she sucking him off? Perhaps Neil was facefucking Cass… Maybe they were on round two. As far as Cass knew, they had plenty of time with the couple of hours of work I had planned.

Soon I was treated to the sounds of a series of suppressed cries as Cass came what I had to guess was two times in a row. How could this bastard be this good?

Her orgasms quieted down again.

“OH SHITTT!” I heard Cass cry suddenly. I damn near grabbed the door handle. But I stopped myself.

A few moments dragged by. Minutes even. I could hear something inside, but the vacuum was really blocking any distinction of what was going on.

“FUUUCK!!!” I heard Cass yell. What could possibly make her scream that loud? Neil was good with his tongue, but I guess he had found some extra good spots or something.

Instead of quieting down, I could hear the repeating muffled pants of Cass. What the hell was going on in there? Just then my phone pinged. “Finally” I thought. I quickly yanked my phone out of my pocket, turned it to silence just in case.

I then clicked the message.

My heart dropped.

It was a photo at an angle I had never really seen before. Or I had, but not… like this. What I saw was the picture of half of Neil’s huge girthy cock, clad in a condom, rock hard. The rest was buried inside Cass. Cass was bent over over my desk with Neil’s giant cock halfway inside her.

So that was what that scream was…

I could barely breathe. I studied the photo in detail. How wide his cock looked, how much it stretched out Cass. How Cass’ ass looked bent over my own desk. Studying the picture further, I also noticed that one of Cass’ hands was even holding onto one of her ass cheeks, as if to clear the way for Neil.

I heard another yelp from within the office. This was really happening, feets away from me. Cass was getting railed by Neil. Bent over, like I had never had her, getting fucked by the biggest cock she’d had. And by the sounds from out here, I could tell my skills in a condom fell in the shadow of Neil’s gigantic cock in a condom. There was no match.

Another image popped up on my screen. It was Cass bent over again, but this time it was captioned.

“Told you I’d fuck your girl,” it said.

I bolted to the bathroom immediately, having to relieve myself. I yanked out my cock and I came within a few strokes.

It was Neil who had sent me the photos. Not Cass. Did she even know? If she did, I’d probably receive a video or something.

I studied the image again. I reacted too fast to the caption. I didn't even have the time to look at the photo. Yeah, they were really fucking in there. I thought they were gonna do it on Monday, but Neil had other plans I guess.

I sat in the bathroom for ages. I kind of waited for it to end. Or for a video to show up. When It didn’t I knew she wasn’t thinking of me. She was thinking of that huge cock ramming into her. I couldn’t blame her. Cass had told me how she’d get caught up in the act sometimes, and sometimes they wouldn’t be able to record.

But the first time? I hoped I’d be a witness to what happened in some way at least. Though, Cass’ telling of her adventures were sometimes even better than the images and the videos. It left something to the imagination. Still, visuals would last forever, which meant I could revisit it. And relive it. I had to ask her about how it happened when we got home.

After what had to be ten minutes I received another two photos. First picture was of the bin, where an obscenely leaking spent condom was thrown. The second was Neil’s cock buried deep into Cass’ mouth. She had a tired, yet content look on her face. Cass was smiling with mouth and eyes, even if she had a wet cock in her mouth. She was obvious to the photos then. Perhaps not to the fact that Neil was sending them to me too.

“This is why she’s cheating on you,” Neil had written in the caption, referring to his huge cock she was currently cleaning. And once again, my dick sprang to full mast. If only it could calm down so I could think with my regular brain. But nope, I was way too turned on to be reasoned with, even by myself. My physical reaction betrayed my rationality.

Next up I only got a text. No images. It was obvious it was from Neil. “Going for round 2,” he wrote. It was almost an attest to his control over the scenario. Not only was he skilled enough that he would be able to fuck her twice. But also Cass was complicit for another go at his cock. And the biggest factor, he was telling me about it. I had to talk to her about that one for sure.

I lost track of time and space as I stood in the stall where Cass had once sucked of Neil and almost gotten fucked. It seemed so distant now. Far away. We had come a long way since then. I stood where I had stood before, jerking off to what I imagined Neil was doing to my future wife. For the second time just this evening.

After what seemed like forever, I finally received another message. This time from Cass herself. Or at least I thought it was. “Heading to the car now,” Cass wrote.

This meant one thing.

It was done.

*

Cass had just left her fiancé at a cubicle so that she could go down in front of the office to meet and then suck off Neil. It was such a naughty thing for her to do, to throw her own future-husband out of his own office so that she could have it for her and her escapades.

After they had come home from their trip, Cass took the opportunity to snap a selfie for Neil, telling him that they were back home. He had been quick on the trigger and demanded to have his way with her Sunday. He had essentially told her to make up some bullshit excuse for me and meet him at my office, so that they could hook up again.

So early Sunday, Cass had joined Isaac to work. And now she was sitting on a bench outside, enjoying the spring sun. She had given Neil the heads up that she was at the office now, trying to get him to hurry up. While she was waiting in an emotion of slight dread, it was also with a mixture of lust filled anticipation.

Cass was more or less squirming sitting on the bench, waiting for Neil. Waiting to submit.

“Jump in,” someone said.

Cass looked up and saw that Neil had parked a few feet away by some bushes. He had an impatient look on his face. Cass hurried up from the bench and walked over to his big car and jumped in. While Cass was getting in, Neil had fished out his cock, and as she climbed in her seat, she immediately locked eyes with it, knowing what he wanted.

“I’m all pent up, and it’s all your fault. You better get to it!” Neil demanded. “Aaah yeah. That’s it, little one. Just like that. Wrap those brown lips around something good, yesss…”

Cass didn’t need to be asked twice and was already bobbing her way up and down his shaft. Neil wasn’t joking, it didn’t take him long at all to brick in her mouth. Cass loved the taste of Neil’s sperm, but he came so damn much she had to shove most of it down her throat. But she did save some of his last spurts for her own savoring.

“AAaah. That hit the spot. Nothing like a bit of good pregaming, eh?” Neil mused. Cass nodded as she let the remaining cum slosh around in her mouth before swallowing it.

“Let’s head up,” Cass said seductively.

She couldn’t wait to finally feel Neil’s tongue again. Sex with me had been alright, but she couldn’t lie when it came to the fact that the condom did ruin some of the extra intimacy and extra pleasure of fucking bare. So Neil wasn’t the only one to be pent up. Cass desperately needed it too, and was more than eager to let Neil lead her up to her husband’s office.

“Will you eat my ass again?” Cass blurted out, turning her face embarrassed at the request. It sort of blurted out before she had time to stop herself. She was just that horny for Neil's pleasure.

“Of course! I’ll never say no to eat that cute black ass of yours, babe!” Neil roared, “I’ll eat our ass right now!”

Cass had been reaching for the door, but instead she was getting turned around in the passenger seat. Knees planted firmly on the cushion, palms on the window, and pants around her knees. Neil was quick to shove his thick tongue into her ass, slurping loudly at her hole. It was so different and so nasty, but precisely what Cass needed.

Neil shoved his tongue as firmly up Cass’ as he could, and when he finally breached through Cass yelped out in sudden sharp pleasure. He was getting deeper than he had before, but with the same firm strokes, letting her ass really feel how much he loved that juicy booty.

Cass was pressing backwards as Neil pressed forward, circling and lapping his tongue deep in her ass, and soon Cass came wildly. As another trick up his sleeve, Neil quickly shoved his middle finger up her pussy and frantically fingered her as he ate her ass. It was more than enough to send her through another pulsing orgasm. It was unbelievable how easily Neil made her feel so good. But believe it she would.

In the elevator a sort of awkward silence fell on them as they traveled up. Awkward, yet somewhat eerie. Usually they were at an urgent pace almost, but this time around they had all the time they needed. It was starting to dawn on Cass. She would likely be at Neil’s mercy for hours, even if I was closeby.

Cass glanced over at Neil standing beside her. He glanced at her. A smirk crept up both faces, thinking of what was waiting. Sure, they could easily start right now, but waiting, letting the tension build, would make the release so much better. Both of them knew that. Having hooked up with each other a few times now, they’d learn a thing or two about one another.

Luckily it was only two floors up.

“Here we are,” Cass said shyly. “Ough!”

Neil had slapped her hard on the ass, for her to walk first.

“Ladies first,” Neil chuckled.

As she was about to walk though, Neil grabbed Cass around the waist and pulled her back into him. He spun her around and pulled her into a deep kiss that quickly turned into a steamy hot make out session. Cass moaned in his mouth as Neil shoved his tongue into her mouth, utterly dominating her.

Neil took Cass’ hand and guided it to his crotch. Cass rubbed her hand up and down his length.

“He’s back already?” Cass moaned excited, referring to Neil’s expanding dick.

“Someones surprised by a speedy recovery? Not getting it right at home?” Neil teased. “That why you’re so thirsty for my dick?”

“Get me into my husband's office now, I’m so wet. I need your tongue pronto,” Cass said, practically squirming with her back against the wall.

“Oh I got something big planned for you,” Neil said.

They exchanged a few extra deep kisses where they stood.

“What is that plan then?” Cass moaned in between kisses.

“You’ll know when we get there,” Neil rumbled, shoving his tongue into her sweet mouth again.

He couldn’t get enough of this young woman. This young woman who was getting married soon, who was busy studying for her masters, who was a former athlete. He felt her firm cheeks in his hands as they were getting more and more frisky at the door. He was dying to slide his face in there and eat her out again. And he knew Cass was dying for him to give it to her.

Neil started leading the way down the corridor, coming around the corner from the elevators and towards the small corridor where the offices and cubicles were.

“Here it is… I can’t believe we’re doing this,” Cass said, gesturing towards where my office was.

“Yeah, yeah, I know the way. Get over here again,” Neil moaned.

Cass gasped as she was pressed up against the wall next to my office, Neil shoving his mouth onto hers again. Being free out in the open like this seemed to have awoken Neil further. Or he was just generally getting more and more comfortable with what he could get away with.

Cass moved one hand to his thick neck, and her other down his sweatpants and into his boxers where his growing cock was. She gasped feeling how hard he was, already. They stood making out and rubbing on each other for minutes on end, until Neil pulled away.

“My my, someone’s eager,” Neil said. A sharp sting shot through Cass, as Neil slapped her ass hard.

“Let’s head inside,” Cass gasped. She was so turned on, she couldn’t wait any longer. She had to have Neil give her orgasms after orgasms. Hopefully for a gooood long while.

“Beg,” Neil commanded. “I want to hear how much you want it.”

This drove Cass even more on edge. She was so wet for him, she’d do him right here right now. Him commanding her to beg like that? Fuck, she couldn’t wait to submit to him properly.

“Please… please open the door… ”

Neil kicked open the door and pushed Cass in, as they were continuously making out.

There they were. In my office. Window overlooking the parking lot. The two-seater sofa that was never used by anyone. The big desk with a few monitors. Neil aimed Cass straight at the desk and shoved her over the table, bending her over. Without waiting any longer, Neil ripped down her tight jeans and revealed that beautiful, toned black ass of hers. And no thong. Had he really missed that detail earlier?

“Easy access,” Neil muttered. Cass gave a small giggle. That was her intention, after all.

Neil drew in her scent as he shoved his face into her cheeks, immediately finding the now familiar folds of her pussy with his tongue. He was quite accustomed to her by now, but it was always a new delight to explore every inch of her again and again.

And boy did she react to his efforts. She was already oh so wet against his tongue. Neil would have her gushing in no time at all. He tasted her fluids, gasping in the bliss of having such a hot woman wet for him.

Cass felt his tongue slide slowly into her folds and after a couple of minutes of tender soft licking, Neil picked up the pace. Really digging into her with everything he got. The office was soon filled with the sounds of Neil lapping away at her pussy. The desk was even creaking with each lap he gave her.

Cass couldn’t help but clutch the desk. It was pure ecstasy getting her pussy licked while bent over her own husband’s desk, in his own office. While he was sitting just down the hall in a cubicle. Or perhaps he had moved closer.

All thoughts of me quickly disappeared as something that had been building for a while was now ripping through her with full force. Her second orgasm of the night, first in my office. The anticipation and the delightful pleasure Neil gave her made her squeal out. Cass tried to shut it, but the release of the pent up tension was too much for her.

Finally a proper orgasm.

Not an embellished one.

Not one ruined by a condom.

A true, wrecking orga–

Neil suddenly stopped his licking. Cass turned her head in frustration and saw Neil stumble towards the door, buckling his belt again.

“What’s going on?” Cass asked.

“Two seconds, stay there,” Neil commanded.

Why did it have to end so suddenly? And in the middle of cumming? Cass wondered if this was what it was like having blueballs.

Soon enough, however, Neil was back. He was dragging behind him that awful vacuuming cleaner. He quickly stood it by the door and turned it on. He was drowning out the noise of them! Maybe he was a bit spooked by her sudden outburst.

Neil hurried over to her again, quickly getting to his knees and pushing his face into her again. It was weird to see him move fast at any capacity, but Cass guessed it spoke to how horned up he was as well.

This time around, Neil didn’t play around with her pussy. Instead he shoved his tongue right up her ass, pressing his tongue as firmly as he could. Cass squealed out. She had initially not been a huge fan of any assplay, but Neil’s demanding efforts had brought her over. Now she couldn’t get enough. Now getting her ass eaten was one of the easiest ways for her to get off.

And now was no different. In quick succession Cass came twice more. It became easier with each orgasm. On the second one, Neil played with her clit even, extending the pleasure further.

After violently cumming over and over on Neil’s face, Cass was horny to say the least. She was more than ready to reward Neil by sucking off that delicious cock of his, to make him feel as good as her. Cass wondered if she could make Neil cum as many times as he made her cum. It would only be right, after all.

Neil seemed to have the same idea, as he stood up behind her. Cass got ready to get off the table, but Neil held her by each side of her hips, preventing her.

“Stay. I’m not done,” Neil said over the vacuum roar.

Cass did so, leaning her face back down against the table, wondering what was next. Then she felt something rub up and down her ass cheeks. Once twice, and on the third she felt it pause at her asshole and press slightly.

Cass quickly turned and saw that Neil had his upturned hand nudged in between her cheeks. Phew. For a second she was worried he was trying to take her anal virginity. With that huge cock? No way, it would hurt too much.

Plus, she couldn’t do that to me, to let Neil own both her mouth and her ass. Though it hadn’t been explicitly said, she had sort of come to the conclusion that her mouth was all Neil’s. She made a mental note of telling me that. Oh that humiliation and denial was something she couldn’t miss out on.

But what kind of relief was that, that it was not his huge cock, but his fat fingers instead? Neil clearly had intentions.

“Careful back the–” Cass started, but was interrupted by Neil.

Before Cass could contemplate her reaction, one of Neil’s thick fingers pressed into her ass. Cass squealed out again. It was initially painful, but Neil held his finger right there, only the first part of his finger inside her.

Was this his surprise? It was certainly something new.

“Easy,” Cass said, stunned. If they were gonna do this, Neil would have to be real careful.

Neil paused for a few moments. Then he slowly pushed a bit further and paused. And dragged out a bit, then in. And out. And in. Within a few strokes, Neil was practically fingering Cass’ ass and she was loving it. It was so different, yet it actually felt really good. And Neil was kind enough to only use the first part of his thick finger.

But damn did it start to feel good. Real good, actually! Her ass was rippling from the speed Neil had built. It wasn’t deep, but it was at a pretty good pace. Soon Cass was breathing heavily again, finding more and more comfort from being fingered in her ass by Neil.

“Fuuuck yeah,” Cass moaned, arching her back up again as her whole body was tensing up.

Her breathing was becoming ever more frantic. Cass was whimpering and clenching her eyes shut, tensed up and trembling as she was cumming hard to the weird sensation of getting fingered in her ass.

“OH SHITTT!” Cass screamed, pressing hard back against Neils finger. Even pressing more of it inside her as she bucked and trembled all over.

It lasted for forever. Neil eventually pulled his finger out and gave her a light slap. Then she heard his buckle. Perhaps now was the time for a blow job? Cass just needed to catch her breath a few minutes and then she would get on her knees and give that man exactly what he deserved.

She felt another smack on her ass. Though a bit different. Then another. Then something rubbing up against her clit before pressing up against her opening.

Cass thought it would be his finger. A small smile spread across her face, awaiting even more pleasure, now from being fingered in her pussy instead.

Boy was she wrong.

Neil looked down at her muscled ass, aiming his thick cock at her entrance. He had waited so long for this and being this close to conquering Cass sweet pussy was almost enough to make him dizzy where he stood. Neil rested his tip against her opening, letting her feel his thickness. She didn’t seem to object this time around, like she had before. Perhaps he had finally brought her around.

Finally.

Neil pressed forward.

Cass quickly realized that it was not his finger. Neil was currently entering her with his huge dick, stretching her wider than she had ever felt before.

“FUUUCK!!!” Cass gasped out loud.

Her mind was filled with the sensation of finally getting Neil inside her. Perhaps it was too much for Neil too, as he held still for a few moments, letting them both adjust.

“You’re tight as shit,” Neil exclaimed.

He took a firm hold of her hips and pressed forward even more. He seemed to struggle getting his dick inside her, her being this tight. With some effort, half his cock was soon inside of Cass. It was true. Everything she had imagined and more. She had for weeks wondered what it would feel like to finally have him inside her. Suspecting how it would feel. Both Cass and I had teased each other about how good it would feel.

And it did. It felt like nothing else. She was so full. Nothing had made her feel so stuffed. Her mind was about to go blank with pleasure. Cass looked over her shoulder and saw that only half of Neils cock was in her.

Wait a minute?

“Neil! You’re not wearing a rubber!” Cass exclaimed.

Neil at least had the decency to look guilty. He quickly pulled out, leaving her feeling empty. Fuck, she desperately wanted him inside her again. If had started working her over before she noticed, who knows what would’ve happen… the though fueled her even more…

Has she already grown a desire to have his delicious cock inside her?

“Sorry… I thought for the first time… and you didn’t say anything,” Neil said, designated.

“I thought it was… Nevermind…” Cass said, leaning up into an upright position.

Neil looked at the floor, not saying anything. God damn it. On one hand she was furious. She had made it clear to him that he had to use a condom. It was too much of a risk. Plus, her own husband wasn’t even fucking her bare anymore, so it would be extremely fucked up if Neil would have that privilege, especially being off the pill.

On the other hand, she was so fucking horny. There was no point in denying it. And now that she had had a taste of what Neil could bring… Not even having done a single thrust. Cass’ mind slowly became clouded by thoughts of what ifs. She knew she had to have some more.

“So… do you have one?” Cass said, finally, biting her tongue at her own wickedness. Neil looked stunned. Even with the small betrayal from him, he had her horned up enough that she’d still would let him fuck her.

Neil, having planned for this since they texted, immediately produced a condom from his pocket, ripping the plastic open.

“You have one and still shove it in bare? You naught– Oh fuuuck! Thaaat’s riiight! Get in there!”

Neil had waited no time and shoved himself inside her again, and this time with less caution, to Cass’ delight. He pressed into her in one long stroke until he was all the way inside, emanating a shivering whimper from Cass. He held there for a moment, letting her adjust, then pulled back before shoving himself firmly deep inside her again. Slowly. Then not so slow. And then faster.

Neil was now fucking Cass for real. Her cheeks rippling with each impact. It was pure heaven finally fucking this broad, even if it was with a damn condom. Neil made a mental note that he had to make a plan for how he could get around that.

But now, he would fuck Cass as hard and good as he dared. Normally he would’ve just shoved himself in and thrust away until he came. However, Cass was the hottest woman he’d ever fucked, and he had a sneaky suspicion he could continue this affair if he played his cards right.

Instead of giving her full force, he held a decent pace, but with firm, deep penetration. Only pulling back an inch or two before pressing in again hard. Sawing into her and letting her feel the full girth and length of his cock.

Cass was panting and moaning like never before. This was incredible! It wasn’t like any of the fucking she’d done with me, or anybody else for that matter. Neil filled her up over and over, shoving himself at her deepest, reaching places that only he could reach, hitting all the right spots simultaneously. And the stretch! Oh god the stretch!

Neil pressed and fucked, sweating wildly with the effort of not ever going to fast. He wanted to rail this wet bitch so hard she would scream, but he knew if he played his card right, he would have her hooked.

Meanwhile, Cass had constantly had small mini orgasms throughout as he fucked her. She felt like a warm glove around his cock, squeezing him with each movement. Cass was gripping him firmly with her pussy and still gushing with each thrust. The slick sounds of them fucking tore through the noise, and added to the debauchery of their coupling.

Then Cass felt Neil’s big dick expand inside her even further, giving her all kinds of extra pleasure, and knew at that moment that Neil was reaching his own limit. Cass felt his fabulous cockhead grow even bigger and pulse within her. It made her writhe and shake uncontrollably, knowing what was about to happen inside her.

Cass smiled for herself, while biting her lip. Being bent over my desk like this, railed by Neil’s gorgeous cock was sending her into another orgasm. Making such powerful cock cum brought her so much joy. It brought her so much pleasure it was hard to comprehend. Once again Cass arched her back up as she came together with Neil.

Neil leaned close to her, moving his hands from her hips and up her blouse, pressing her up against his torso while mauling her ample tits. Sucking on her neck, letting her know just how good her tight pussy made him cum. His thrusts were jagged and without control now, and while that stung a bit more than when he was in control, Cass was in such delight that it didn’t matter.

Then it happened. A warm glow shot up inside her, muffled by the latex. Still, Cass could feel the condom expand warmly inside her body. Thank god she realized that he was bare. She knew that there was no way Neil would be able to pull out with how frantic he was now. He thrust into her without mercy, hilting inside her with each spurt. Cumming inside that condom, but also letting her know how good he could cum inside her

It went on for minutes. Neil giving her small thrusts, pumping more and more cum into the condom. Until he was finally spent.

“Quick! Take a photo!” Cass said, just realizing she hadn’t filmed any of it!

*

Cass spent the next minutes cleaning off Neil’s cock, as he was slumped naked back into my office chair. It was a vile scenery to look up at. Neil’s unkept body, hairy and repulsive. Maybe he wouldn’t be so bad if he had maintained… no, his face was still hard and coarse. And his blonde hair was probably a good feature once upon a time, but hanging down like a mop like it did now, it did Neil no favors.

Neil even snapped a photo of her while she was working his length into her mouth. They hadn’t said anything yet, but she knew that it was something she had to do. And thus something she wanted to do. After that first fucking, she knew she wanted to worship this man. Neil deserved it. Or rather, his cock. The man was still janitor Neil, but Cass found his cock to be a whole other thing.

Somewhere along the cleaning, they had sorta made a silent agreement that there would be a round two. Like it was obvious. Neil had grown to full mast and Cass quickly rolled another condom onto his cock.

“Climb up here,” Neil moaned into her ear as she settled into his arms, leaning her palms on his chest.

It was just then it struck her that Neil had fucked her from behind, something I had never done. And now she was going to ride him, something she had only done with me. It was much more intimate, something she wanted to avoid with Neil. But Cass was still too caught up to make anything of it other than the pleasure she would get once she’d sunk herself down on it.

And she did.

Slowly she eased Neil inside her. She was wet, so it went in without trouble. Neil had controlled the pace the first time, now it was her turn. Cass rose her ass up, and sunk it down, gauging how her body reacted to the various areas. She did that a few more times until she found out that it would be alright to slam herself fast and hard.

My poor office chair was squeaking as Cass rode Neil with vigor, not holding back. Her athletic background made her pretty agile, so she had no trouble holding her balance, even if it felt like the chair would keel over at any moment. That didn’t deter Cass, who frantically slammed her big juicy ass on Neil’s dick.

Neil let her do the work, enjoying the feeling of her tight pussy rolling over his cock over and over again. In the meantime, he slid his hands back to her ass again, mauling those glorious cheeks. They felt so soft, yet firm in his hands. Like the muscles were solid, but her skin was like silk. Neil couldn't get enough of her ass, and they both knew it. Even while fucking her, he wanted to shove his tongue up her ass. Instead he pressed at her cheeks, clutching her tightly against him.

This shift in position made it hard for her to slam that dick up in her, so Cass started to grind on his dick instead. Her face hovered over his, looking into his beady eyes while grinding and panting on top of him. She closed the small gap and locked her lips with his, stunning Neil in the process, their tongues colliding and playing with each other.

They made out and fucked like this for ten minutes straight, with a series of orgasms, which Neil was an expert of coaxing out of Cass by now. When Neil felt it boiling again, he started meeting her thrusts with more and more jagged thrusts until they damn near roared into each other’s mouths as they held nothing back and came together again.

After they had fucked twice, they finally decided it was enough. Cass shot me a quick message that they were heading out. She had more or less forgot about my existence while fucking, but now it was all coming back. She had in many ways gone behind my back, fucking Neil much earlier than what they both first thought. And not even filmed any of it for my voyeuristic pleasure. But when Neil shoved himself inside her, it just felt too good. And it was a mere miracle that she was able to tell him to put a condom on.

But Cass decided to trust in me. Trust in our relationship. We had been talking about this for weeks, more or less. And she had told me that if she and Neil kept hooking up, it would happen. And now it did. Two times. Depending on how I reacted, there would probably be more.

“So how was it?” Neil asked with a mix of coy evil and genuine curiosity.

They were in the elevator, heading downstairs again.

“It was… incredible. Better than anything I could imagine,” Cass answered, honestly. It was almost scary how easily Neil had handled her body. Twice.

“So better than hubby?” Neil said, smiling at her. Cass responded by leaning over and kissing him hard on the cheek.

“Much better,” Cass answered with conviction, starting to bite her lip again, thinking back to how well she had been fucked. How good Neil made her feel over and over again.

Like me, Neil had gotten around to know what Cass biting her lip meant.

“Hungry for some more?” Neil teased. Inward he was almost shocked by her eagerness. Willingness. Eager to jump him again, and willingness to cheat on me.

Cass fell into a deep chronicle of thoughts however. Reality was sort of setting itself on her. Cass had just let this big, fat, ugly bastard totally wreck her insides. And when he had fucked her once, he ended up fucking her twice. And what scared her most was how much she wanted to do it again. It was such a physical release. To forget everything, and just fuck. No emotions, and fuck all the repercussions.

But then her thoughts fell back to me again. Sure, I had agreed to all of this. But it was Cass that was ultimately doing it. And kept doing it, and if nothing rational were to be done, she would likely keep doing it. Neil had truly brought out something out of her she didn’t expect. It was true what Cass and I had discussed. One thing was fooling around. Fucking was definitely something else.

Cass blinked. She realized she was in the backseat of Neil’s car. How did this happen? Neil was on top of her, kissing her neck, making his way down her belly. She had joined Neil for some extra fun in the backseat of his car, without even thinking about it. Neil had a hold of her that she didn’t even recognise herself. Was she really gonna do it again?

“Who’s hungry for more now, then?” Cass teased Neil. Fuck the second thoughts. It had to happen again. She had to feel him.

Neil had reached her waistline, but was not deterred by it. Instead he rolled her skin tight pants down her thighs, kissing his way down as he did.

“We need to do it again, we didn’t film it,” Neil groaned as he found her pussy with his mouth.

He was frenching her lips as soon as he connected. He just couldn’t get enough of her hot sex, her cute disposition and overall body. Neil roughly shoved her pants down over her ankles, never letting up licking her sweet pussy. Soon he had Cass clutching the car seat around her, panting wildly and bucking herself into his mouth as she came all over his face.

“Well, you certainly put on a great argument,” Cass said, still slightly out of breath from cumming so fast.

“Gimme that phone of yours, I’ll prop it on the dash,” Neil said.

Fuck it, it had already happened, so why not again? Cass reached for her purse, fished out her phone and gave it to Neil.

While he was propping the phone, Cass dove back to her purse and fished out another condom, rolled it on Neil and jerked him while he was getting situated. When the phone was all good to go, he grabbed his cock and put it at her opening, but as he was about to push, Cass spoke up.

“No, fuck me from behind instead,” Cass pleaded.

She couldn’t stand fucking Neil with him intimately on top of her like that. It was too much, even now. Besides… it was much better this way, something she’d learn from their escapade earlier. Neil leaned up and Cass started to roll over, almost trembling in anticipation of what was to come. She landed on her stomach, laying almost prone, but when she thought she was getting fucked, it turned out she was not.

Instead, Cass heard the opening of the car door. In an instance of panic, she looked over her shoulder. Had they been caught? Was it me putting an end to it? It was fucked up, but Cass hoped not. She didn’t want to be interrupted, she was way too busy getting railed by Neil.

But alas, it was just Neil opening the car door. Why, though?

“Get out,” Neil commanded. It was not like he was throwing her out, so she wondered what was going on.

“I need more space,” Neil explained. Had he just turned into a high schooler or something? Space? What the fuck?

Cass started to drag her pants back up, dumbfounded to what was going on.

“No no, what are you doing, you stupid bitch? Get outta the car, lean against the seat so I can fuck you better!” Neil said, annoyed by Cass.

Cass immediately got flustered. Stupid bitch? She was a fucking bioengineer for christ sake, on her way to maybe doing a phd! What kind of disrespect was Neil dishing out to someone he had just fucked? What kind of delicious humiliation was this? Wait what? Delicious? Cass was practically overflowing at the thought of this disrespectful asshole fucking her, with her loving future-husband nearby clueless to their latest actions. And not just fucking her but giving her the wildest pleasure she could get, totally owning her body.

“Well, what the fuck? You gonna bend over or what?” Neil demanded.

Of course she would. Cass scooted out of the car, landed on her feet and turned over, all in one fluent motion.

“Hah! I can tell you’re a gymnast! Those are some moves!” Neil laughed cheerfully. His compliment contrasted with his cruel demands was such a rollercoaster. When he talked down to her it both stung her and made her even more turned on.

“So what about it then?” Neil asked, once again rendering Cass confused.

Neil had such an intimidating way of talking to her. Like she was an idiot or something. He talked with assumptions he knew she wouldn’t catch, making her feel like a total idiot. Fucking bastard.

“What you want me to do back here then?” Neil asked, rubbing his cock up and down her crack, smacking her cheeks and feeling his sensitive cock against her skin.

Oh.

“I wanna hear you say it!”

Cass didn’t say anything at first, just kept feeling his cock rubbing around on her, hoping he would soon shove it back where it belonged.

“I want you to beg for it!” Neil demanded. How could he be this determined in his cruelty? Sure, it was all in the name of the game, but it was so annoying. Why couldn’t he just fuck her?

“Please… shove that big dick in me and fuck me like nobody else can!”

“Including who?”

“Including my dear Isaac!” Cass blurted out, coating her words with extra venom. She was trembling from the taboo of what she had just said. What she had begged Neil to do, and the way she did it, made the anticipation and eventual reward so much better. It was searing through her.

Searing through her, building up more pent up tension. Tension only released by the final penetration of Neil’s cock, as it traveled for a third time deep inside her.

Cass hurriedly looked around her. Neil had sort of parked secluded enough. There were some bushes and a fence obscuring the area, and the parking lot was pretty desolate as it was. Good thing, because by the way Neil was working her pussy, she was whimpering and moaning pretty loudly.

Neil kept the strokes deep and shallow, like last time, showing her just how much bigger he was. Reaching all those places I never could, filling her up completely. They were both groaning in unison, meeting each other’s thrusts for several minutes. Instead of paying attention to technique, fantasies or anything like that, they simply just fucked. For at least fifteen minutes straight Neil threw his cock inside her over and over, making her cumming over and over again.

It was unbelievable. All good things have to come to an end.

“Get down!” Neil yelled, sliding himself out of Cass’s sopping wet pussy.

Cass did as she was told. Neil yanked the condom off and immediately shot waves of cum across her face, neck and cleavage. Even if it was his third round, fourth if you count the first blow job, he was still cumming a whole lot. Though this time not for as long as the last time. Cass’ head jolted back from the sudden impact and got her whole face covered regardless.

“Fffuuuuuck,” Neil gasped with jagged breath, barely able to get a single intelligible sound out.

He stood shaking over her for minutes after, feeling the bliss of having ravaged this hot cute girl three times in one afternoon. How lucky wasn’t Neil, eh? He glanced down at her, seeing his cum spread across her cute face.

“Those black cheeks and cute brown lips look so hot covered in my cum, I almost wanna go again,” Neil said.

“Heh, I think you’ve had enough, mister!” Cass laughed, wiping cum from her face and putting it into her mouth.

Neil’s eyes practically bulged at her nasty actions. What had he done to Cass? She was so different from that time he spied her in my office.

“Aren’t you glad we’re finally fucking?” Neil asked. He was as blunt with Cass as Cass was with me. Maybe it was a trickling down kind of thing…

“Oh yeah. Absolutely. You’ve changed my whole perspective on sex,” Cass said, laughing heartidly at Neil even questioning it. Her laugh was even tingling Neil. Her smile and laughter truly was something to be admired.

“Heh. So. Monday then?” Neil asked, as if he was asking her to clock into work on Monday. Like it was a given that they were gonna keep hooking up.

“Unless your husband kills me,” Neil muttered, hiking his pants back in place.

Cass didn’t really pay attention, as she was busy cleaning her face in his mirror. Neil let her do her thing, not wanting to disturb a womans fixing up process.

“Well… See ya. I better get going,” Cass said, rubbing awkwardly at her elbow.

Post-sex their interaction was way less… fluent. During it was like they were so eager to give each other pleasure, making the most out of their physical pleasure. But other than that, they were not compatible at all. There was no connection there. Not like with me.

Which brought up another issue. She had fucked Neil three times, blown him once. Gotten fingered, eaten out and made out with him. But she only had the one video from it, and some photos early on that Neil had taken.

Cass wondered how much I had picked up on. Surely I had noticed they were fucking in my office, but all the other stuff? And the dialogue? And the preemptive notion of them fucking again already tomorrow?

She knew honesty was the core center for the whole fantasy to work out. But she contemplated how and how much to tell? Cass was gonna tell me about the fucking, but she figured she’d save it. Maybe she could tell of the two first, and then save the last one? Both the story and the video. Like a pure act of denial. Maybe she’d tell me on some special occasion. My birthday perhaps. Or the wedding? Sometime during the honeymoon?

Who knows.