Part 4.

More extract from Secretary Sally’s Office Diaries.

It was after some time of working for Rob, Sally my wife began an affair with him. He was one of the first men and sometime women over the years. I knew all about them and I have even encouraged them but she would always come home to me.  She would then tell me, going into every little detail, knowing how excited it would get me. Not a day goes by as I think of how lucky I am to have such an exciting wife.
Sally continues.

There are so many stories here about unfaithful spouses and I discovered that they would refer me as cuckolding my husband. Most of the stories are about men who want to be cuckold and some wives oblige them but these are not truly cuckold men. These are couples who are in a deep, intimate, sharing, and loving relationship. After my husband's accident he encourages me to have affairs as it spiced up both our lives! 

Rob, my boss, was going off for a couple of days to see five or six Clients in Devon and Cornwall and would be staying over for a few days. He was going to sort some problems they were having! He had already advised me that Mr. Hopton would be visiting and possibly some other as well.  

Mr. Hopton was one of our older Farmer Clients who like to visit and he would be coming in for a few hours using Rob's desk to check out on some of his Insurance Policies.  Would I be alright about that? I told no problem, Rob had already introduced me to him as I had already met him, his new wife Nicky and step daughter Cindy earlier. Sadly, due to a problem at the Farm they had to cancel our visit to watch the Stallion mating the Filly, I think I mention that in an earlier post. I had been looking forward to seeing Nicky and Cindy his new Wife and stepdaughter. We had arranged another date for that, seeing Nicky and Cindy again. I think I had mention them in my earlier posting.

Monday morning about 10.am Mr. Hopton arrived.  He still had the oily tractor smell about him, which was all ways a big turn on for me! I think I had mentioned how earlier how I had been gang banged in the Car dealership that I worked for in my younger days by three of the mechanics in their oily overalls, one being a young nineteen-year-old black apprentice, so the oily smell would always turn me on! My husband Tony was away in London for a week with his secretary on a Sales Course, so he said! 

Showing him to Rob's desk, I sorted out his paper work and started up the computer he would be using and made him a coffee.

Hubby had already mentioned that I might be up for some action with Mr. Hopton! I had a funny idea that something was going to happen today! After having a coffee with him, I had my head down doing some follow up work on some claims that Rob wanted doing. Mr. Hopton had the laptop open on the desk.  After a while he called out to me.  "Sally, what do you think of this claim I'm working on here.”

Getting up, I walked around the desk, leaning in close to him so I could look at the computer screen. I could sense that oily smell from him again!  The screen was blank. "Sorry Mr. Hopton, but there's nothing there." "Really?" He said. I felt his gnarled fat fingers touch the back of my knee then up and under my skirt. His fingers glided slowly up to the top of my stocking, finding my bare thigh. "Mmm, Sally." There's something definitely here then."  His other hand found my bare arse. "You're right, Mr. Hopton." I stepped forward between his spread thighs, continuing to lean over his desk. Both of his hands had now found their way beneath my skirt to my bare arse. 

I looked back at him, biting my lip. He reached back, grabbed my skirt and flipped it up so that my arse was now full to his view. I spread my legs farther apart for him to reach and to play with my wet cunt. I was soaking wet. Mr. Hopton groaned, getting of his chair he knelt on the floor behind me. His mouth ground itself against my arse and cunt sucking on my clit. He then he tongued and rimmed my arse, it was heavenly. He was very good with his tongue. He licked and suckled my clit as he inserted three fingers inside me. Then a fourth finger. His thumb found its way inside my anus as he continued to nibble at my clit.

I pressed back against his hand. "Oh, Mr. Hopton, Jonathon.  That feels so good. Oh, yes. You're going to make me cum, is this what you do to your new wife Nicky."  "Yes, and like you she also likes the same." He moved his fingers and worked them faster inside me. Right as I was nearly on the verge of about to cum, he pulled back. I gasped. "No!" He sat back in his chair and unfastened his pants. "Suck my cock, Sally Ann." I immediately turned and knelt in front of him. My mouth took his hard shaft inside.  

My tongue moved around the purple head as I worked my tongue into his piss hole and then took him deeper inside. I moaned as I continued to pleasure him. I kept moving my mouth up and down his shaft until I knew he was almost ready to cum. I slowed down the movements of my mouth and stood. Leaning towards him, I released my breasts from my blouse and rubbed them in his face. His gnarled farmer hands grasped them as he pinched twisted and suckled on my nipples each in turn. 

Spinning round, he bent me over, my breasts pressed hard on the desk top. I gasped as he penetrated my arse. I could feel my sphincter muscle expanding like an elastic band. This, allowing no foreplay that surely would have prepared me to accommodate his thickness. He wrapped a length of my hair around his fists and used it for leverage as he vigorously slammed into me over and over again, my soft cries now piercing the silence.  

Each time I would stumble forward from the weight of his body on my arse. He would yank me back by my tangled locks.  I felt the stinging starting to subside in my arse. Our bodies began to move in a sordid, rhythmic dance. It wasn't long before I felt him stiffening, aware that he was dangerously close to release, and turned to look back at him. “Cum in my arse, Mr. Hopton,” I groaned. With one final, explosive thrust, he was filling my bowels with his hot spunk. His grunts and groans the only audible sound in the room. I stayed still, letting him ride the last waves of his orgasm, before collapsing onto the cold desk top. 

He was still very hard as he sat back down in Rob’s chair. Grasping his cock, I straddled his lap and lowered myself onto him. He groaned as he grasped my hips and helped guide me. "That's it, ride my cock, Sally Ann." As he kissed and sucked my nipples. Ride his cock, I did. With his help, lifting me up and down, I slammed my wet cunt onto his cock. Faster and faster, I went. He felt so good; he was so deep inside of me.  

I held his head as our mouths met in a deep tongue-dueling kiss. His mouth moved to a very sensitive spot on my neck that completely drove me crazy. I slammed my cunt down harder onto his cock.  Finally, he exploded again. I screamed and felt his shaft throb as Mr. Hopton filled my cunt with his hot sperm; it was a good job I had been sterilized in my early youth as I am sure I would have mothered lots of children by now! 

After resting for a while, we both tidied up and dressing. "I better go freshen up now before I go home to my Husband for him to have sloppy seconds." Mr. Hopton really laughed at this.