Elizabeth Grey - Use My Wife - Cuckold Sex Stories

"Thank you... see you later." She said smiling flirtily.

"I will be travelling for a few days... for work... I will definitely see you after that and take my friend out for dinner."

"We will see about that." She smiled and walked away, feeling his eyes on her ass. An involuntary shiver went through her body. It felt good not being so uptight.

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Later in the evening Greta headed straight for the study after getting home.

Valentin looked up from his computer and asked, "How was your day honey?"

"Just a normal work day... nothing different." She responded nonchalantly. "Greg left for work?" Greg worked at the local grocery store.

"Yes... just a little bit ago." Valentin responded as he swiveled his chair around to face her.

"So how was your day... busy? did you get anything done?" She asked teasingly.

"Mine was okay... did as much as I could, it was kind of difficult to focus on worky today." He said as he eyed his wife. "So just a regular, normal day for you?" Valentin raised his eyebrows.

"Yep... just a normal day... why were you expecting something to happen." She coyly asked.

Keeping his eyes on his demurely standing wife, Valentin stood up. "You know you are looking very elegantly sexy." He opened the button of her suit jacket and moved behind her to pull off the jacket. Under the jacket she was wearing a form fitting, sleeveless, white blouse. Valentin liked how the form fitting blouse clung to her body showing off her flat stomach, slender waist, the silhouette of the bra covering her small, firm breasts.

He slowly walked around her running his eyes over her. "I know Scott does not work with you... but did you run into him today?... did he see you?"

"Yes he did." She responded.

"Well?... did he like how my wife looked?... did he come on to my wife?" He gently hugged her from behind and whispered into her ear.

"He did like how your wife looked baby... he asked me out again." Her pulse quickened and her breathing changed.

"Did you flirt back with him?... were you a naughty wife today? flirted with another man?" He kissed her neck and behind her ear.

"I was... I flirted with him... just like you wanted."

"Good girl... did he try anything?" He enquired.

"Well, he wants to take me out for dinner... " She paused and then said. "But that ain't gonna happen." She smiled.

Valentin felt a bit disappointed but also a send of relief that she had not agreed to go out with Scott. "That is fine but you were really naughty today flirting with your co-worker, leading him on... a naughty wife like you needs to be punished." He pushed her towards his desk. "Bend over the table." He hissed at her.

Greta's pussy moistened and she felt her body tingle. She bent over the table arching her back and sticking out her ass. She looked back at her husband, breathing hard and her mouth open. She couldn't believe how turned on she was.

Locking his eyes with her, Valentin grabbed the hem of her skirt and jerked it above her hips. Feeling ashamed due to the lewd way her husband had her exposed, she looked away burying her face in her arms.

Valentin's arousal was inflamed seeing his wife's naked, shapely ass with the back of her thong buried between her creamy ass cheeks. He put his hands on her ass cheeks and kneaded them.

"You are turning into a hussy... first you flirt with that teenage, punk, black boy... and now you are flirting, teasing your co-worker." Valentin smacked her one ass cheek.

"Aaah... honey!." She yelped loudly. The slap on the ass stung but at the same time her pussy released more moisture and tingled.

Valentin rubbed her reddening smooth ass cheek and then delivered a hard smack on her other ass cheek. "Aaah... Jesus... baby." She sighed and groaned.

"You like getting your ass spanked?... don't you?... a naughty, cheating wife like you needs to be punished." Valentin growled at her lustily and then proceeded to deliver several more hard smacks on her pert, round ass. She yelped, groaned as her husband spanked her. She felt completely humiliated but the crotch of her panties was completely drenched.

Wanting to sink his aching cock in his wife's slick hole, Valentin hooked his fingers into the waistband of her thong and tugged them down to her ankles. Greta shyly lifted her feet one by one as Valentin bent down and slipped the panties over her feet still wearing the stylish pumps.

Valentin smelled his wife's arousal as he took off her panties. He sniffed her panties, taking in her aroma. He stepped back as he lustily stared at his bent over wife. Slowly he took off his pants and underwear admiring his wife's pert round ass, her long shapely legs and her glistening pussy lips peeking between her thighs. His prim, proper wife bent over so lewdly.

He moved forward and rubbed his cockhead on her pussy lips. Greta instinctively shuffled her feet apart to provide better access to her husband. He kept rubbing his thick cockhead on her wet pussy lips, smearing her pussy juices over his cockhead

Greta whimpered in anticipation. "Yes... yes... baby."

"You want it bad don't you?... tell me what you want." He huskily demanded as he continued to rub his cock on her pussy lips.

"Don't tease me honey... give it to me." There was desperation in her voice and she reached back grabbing the hard cock. She tried to put it inside her.

Valentin was shocked by his wife's wanton action. He had never seen her to be so lustful.

"Just tell me what you want... tell me and you can have it." He demanded.

Desperate to be filled by a cock, she felt completely humiliated as she capitulated and said, "Baby I need your cock... give it to me... fuck me." She never used the F word. Valentin was shocked.

Gently Valentin slipped his cockhead between her pussy lips and Greta immediately pushed back her ass trying to get more in. Her action inflamed his arousal and he savagely thrust inside her sopping wet pussy. Bottoming out in one stroke.

"Umphhhh... aaah." She gasped and arched her back even more.

Valentin reared back and again bottomed out in one stroke. Then he started to pound his wife hard. "This is what you want, don't you?... to be fucked... not to be gentle or loving... you just want to be taken hard, just used." He snarled at her as he pounded her fuck hole.

Greta was breathing hard through her open mouth and moaning loudly. "Aaahh... yes... yes... give it to me." She whined.

Soon she had an intense orgasm and her body spasmed. She got on her toes and pushed her ass back into her husband's pelvis while tightly holding on to the side of the table. "I am cumming... cumming... aaahhh... eeeeiiiiii... yessss."

Valentin kept fucking her through her orgasm but slowed down his pace. A little bit later he again had his wife in the throes of another orgasm and he also ejaculated, coating the inside of wife's pussy with his hot, gooey cum. He draped himself over his bent wife and gently kissed her shoulders and neck.

She was breathing hard still feeling mini-orgasms while the big one subsided. "You okay honey?" Valentin whispered into her ear.

She just nodded still enjoying and basking in the afterglow of the intense orgasm.

As Valentin's erection went down he slowly straightened up withdrawing his shrinking cock. Cum leaked out of Greta's gaping open pussy. Some of it smeared her inner thighs and some dribbled down onto the floor.

"What are you doing to me?... you just driving me crazy." Greta slowly straightened up and turning around shyly smiled. She bashfully pulled down her skirt as her face turned crimson.

"You got it all wrong... it is you who is driving me crazy." Valentin ginned.

Picking up her discarded jacket and panties, Greta went upstairs to clean up and change. She changed into a short drawstring shorts and a tank top after cleaning up. Valentin was cooking and had already poured a glass of wine for her.