My Husband's Office Lover Became My Primary Lover
Married right out of college to my one and only, I moved with my new husband to his first job after finishing his MBA. We moved to Chicago, working or a large bank. He was a new loan analyst and he shared an office with a girl who had been there a couple of years. She had the responsibility of training him to the bank's procedures and supervising his work. My husband described her as Greek or Italian, he didn't know but she was definitely Mediterranean and hot as hell. That woman was sexy. How so? He described her from head to toe. I asked him if she had nice tits, oh yeah she's got tits.
For the next month or so he came home with stories about her, he described how she sat, her tits and her crotch were his focus points. I thought I knew her from the way he described her. Then he told me that on Friday night there was going to be an office happy hour and he would be home later. He showed up well after midnight, a little drunk. He fell on the bed without getting undressed. He was awake enough and when I asked him if he had fucked her, he answered best piece of as ever.
The next morning I asked him to take me through the night blow by blow, word by word, to describe her to me naked, how big were her nipples, did she have a full bush or did she shave. Did he eat her, did she blow him, did he fuck her and did he cum in her. I soaked up the description, wet and horny and made him fuck me with his hangover. I let him get off and told him, when you fuck her, you fuck me, I want her pussy in me. That was our understanding.
I met her at a fall picnic, she was hot and sexy, I could see her tits and her nipples, I could see her bush and her birthmark on her thigh. But this was in my mind's eye, she had on shorts and nice top. And yes she was Mediterranean sexy, it's the way they walk and hold themselves. I can't pull it off. I felt like telling her that I knew every time my husband fucked her, but what would I gain from that, other than scare her away. Since she didn't have a spouse, I asked her to sit with us My husband couldn't stop staring at her and she kept looking at me as if asking for approval.
In a quiet moment when we walked to the ladies room I told her that my one time with a girl had been during my summer abroad in Italy. And that she reminded me about her a lot. She didn't comment on it and we waited our turn for a stall and when we were washing our hands I complimented her tits. With tits like that you can land anything. She had no choice but to compliment my tits, and I told her they were my best friends, my husband liked to suck on them. Walking back across the lawn I took her hand and we walked back to our table.
I told my husband in a quiet moment that I had broken the ice and I wanted him to invite her to come over. What was good for the goose was good for the gander. We had her over on Sunday, I made a lasagna and she brought some wine, and we plaid cards and when the moment was right, I mean I felt like getting it kicked off because my husband was a bump on a log and it was either get it going or send her home. I asked her to massage my shoulders and sat between her legs on the floor while she rubbed my shoulders. I reached for her hands and put them on my breasts, I had taken my bra off, and watched my husband while she massaged me.
It was my turn and I had her take her bra off, and she did have great tits, and I massaged her naked tits in front of my husband. I told him he could jerk off if he wanted but this afternoon was for us to get to know each other. I pulled her panties off from under her skirt and ate her as he lay back on the couch. I told her she had a very sweet pussy, I could see why my husband like to fuck her. We were both naked by then, and my husband was pushed aside and he could watch and jerk off but not touch. We got hot enough that we moved to the bed and went full monty. I ate her pussy and gave her mine and we got off a couple of orgasms, and I asked her if my husband had ever fucked her ass. She said no, I told her she didn't know what she was missing. I found the anal lube and lubed up her hole and told her to get over me and kiss me while he fucked her back door.
It took him more than a minute to get hard enough to enter her and fuck her and she and I kissed the while he worked. After he was done, we laid down to enjoy sharing the moment, we let him lay down to but didn't pay attention to him. That afternoon he was there to serve, he wasn't invited to dinner.
The result of our afternoon delights, was she and I became good friends and lovers and he had the choice of which one he wanted for dinner. We got together often, spent most every weekend together, the relationship definitely leaned our way, we were the girls and we enjoyed being together. We include my husband, gave him lots of attention, but at the core we discovered that we were quite lesbian. We've been together now for eight years, my husband changed jobs for obvious reasons and she lives in the unit next door. When you are hot for your lover you don't want to waste a lot of time unnecessarily. I feel sorry for him, but when we sleep together, we sleep together. It's a girl thing, I know it doesn't make sense but girls like being together.
