# Tony came home.
He was supposed to be gone for two weeks — plenty of time to hack his wife's mindlink, go through his office and files, and get the information I needed on Tony to take him down.
But it wasn't 30 minutes before Tony strolled in the front door and said, "Honey, I'm home!"
". . . Oh, Bianca. You haven't been this loud since our honeymoon."
*Fuck.*
ᴛᴏɴʏ ɪꜱ ʙɪɢ.
He hits deep. And thick. I try to fathom it the only way I can: with his wife Bianca's pussy. I can hear it. His thrusts meeting my wet and wanting vulnerability. The smack of it. The impact — an impact I feel in my bones. I dig my knees into the soft sheets of Tony and Bianca's bed and brace myself. My tits bounce with each strike. I feel skewered. I feel him present within me, a presence I squeeze at when full. My pussy yearns his cock. Encourages it. For some reason I can't stop meeting it that way. Each little pulse I give it gets me closer to it. My orgasm.
ᴍᴍᴍ. . . ʜᴇ'ꜱ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ.
"I'm ready again, honey." Oh god, I've barely caught my breath from the first time. *I thought you were flying to Guyana. . .* I said, meeting him at the door when he came in. *"The boss had other plans."* He grabbed me around the waist. *"That means more time for us."* Oh fuck — Bianca's tits. I had always stared at them at family gatherings. She had the best tits in organized crime. I had eyed them in her wedding dress at their wedding. My best friend Tony's wife. Now they settled on my chest. My nipples still tingling with the phantom touch of Tony's grip. His lips. "I said I'm ready. . . I need your mouth."
ᴏɴᴄᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴏɴᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ.
God, am I even doing this right? This is the performance of my life. If Tony knows I tried to spy on him, he'll kill me. I move in desperation. "God, Bianca. You've never sucked my cock so good. . . and for so long." His words me like a fist in my tight little tummy. I moan softly, wondering why I'm so happy. I write it off that I'm happy to be alive one more minute. Happy he hasn't found me out. The truth is much more complicated. I feel him hardening in my mouth. Growing thicker. I caress him with my tongue and feel my pussy swell behind me. The harder he is the better he will feel inside of me. "Hop on, Babe. Fuck me."
ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀꜱᴋ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴡɪᴄᴇ.
How do I know how to move like this? To throw a leg. To straddle. To sit back. Tony held his cock at the ready. And I took it in without a beat of reluctance. Why would I do that? Now I fuck Tony the way my body tells me to. And in ever-increasing intervals, I cry out, and my body erupts. My flesh shakes and I call to the sky. Tony is making me come. My nipples tense up. They're erect. It's their way of saying *yes.* I like them this way. Tony is making me bounce. His cock exerts it's strong and steady presence. I punish myself on it.
ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀ ɴɪᴄᴇ ᴀɴɢʟᴇ.
It's started to rain outside. The house is silent. Except for my screams. Except for our steady collision. We've fucked all day. I know it's my enthusiasm fueling him. We move together. Tony is my lead. I follow where he leads. Then I let him take me. There's a room of files just two doors from this bedroom. They wait for me to go through them. To find the skeletons in Tony's closet. I woke this morning and used my imbed to hack his wife. Setting the time constraint to match his return flight: Two weeks. I have two more weeks of this. # TWO WEEKS LATER
ʜᴇ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ꜱᴏ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ.
"Bobby. I know you're in there." He told me while he was inside of me. It had been two weeks. It was hard to show emotion. My fingers were busy. Did he like my stockings? I had bought them when I was out yesterday. I spread my thighs wider, my pussy stuffed full of cock. I want him to notice. "We worked out the plan. Boss is the one who cancelled my trip. All the guys know, too." I squeezed him with my pussy. There was no stopping my fingers now. I was close. It made me hot to know everyone knew. Even more so because last weekend we had a family get together. I wore my best dress. And I caught a few of the guys checking out my tits. "I know you only have a few hours left. So I'm going to give you time to collect yourself before you go back." He pulled out of me.
ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴜꜱʙᴀɴᴅ.
I pushed him to his back. My husband took my hair in his broad hand. "For some reason, I knew you would make it hard to say goodbye." It wasn't the only thing that was hard. Tony was firming up in my mouth. "And it doesn't help the last two weeks has been the best sex of my life." He held my hair as I worked him. "And I'm guessing that's the same for you." I moaned over his cock, "mhm." Yes. Yes, it was the same. I was positively tangled inside. Every wire crossed within me. Recoded and reconfigured. Mad with the things we had done over the past two weeks. My masculinity decimated by the ways Tony had taken me. In desperation for husband's approval. And now I understood. He had known I was spying. And he still fucked me. My pussy puffed up, more aroused than it had ever been. A long line of my feminine fluid dripped from where my lips pressed together. *Fuck.* "But I'm not stupid," Tony sighed. "You've won me over. In fact, I don't think there's much of Bobby left in you, is there?" I shook my head, being sure to keep his cock in my mouth. I thought of the driver's license in my purse. The name in bold. Bianca. "That's what I thought. In that case. . . " He clutched my hair firmer and whispered. "There's one way we can help you stay."
ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜɪᴛꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴘᴏᴛ.
Oh, that's right. Impregnate me, Tony. Knock your wife up good. That's what she's been waiting for to be honest. My body tingles. The changes are taking. My husband's seed rushes out of me. But there's plenty left inside to work with. I have claim on it. It's mine to work with. Even more than his wife. You heard what he said. I'm the best sex of his life. And now I take my reward. Willingly. Desperately.
ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇᴅʀᴏᴏᴍ.
Close your eyes and imagine being a woman lying in bed. We sleep so soundly in our bed, me and Tony. Husband and wife. I've never slept this well. I was wrong about Tony. Tony goes to work and I take care of our house. I do yoga. I prepare dinner. I even go to his office and dust his file cabinets. What's inside of them? I have no idea. That's my husband's business.
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