Hi there, so we're very new to this site, My name's AJ and as an experienced writer (although not my main job) I'll be writing these stories while my wife Sidz looks over my shoulder and reminds me of some of the hornier parts I might have forgotten (probably because I was so high watching some of the things she was doing!)

This story is by way of introduction and will just give a flavour to how we met, how she seduced me (she says it was the other way around) and how we got into the swinging, threesome and gangbang/orgy lifestyle together.

I had been transferred from London to Lahore, Pakistan for a very senior position with a PR agency and I didn't really know the country or speak the language fluently. I was tasked with setting up an office and hiring staff, and my first job was to hire an office manager who could do some of the heavy lifting with me. After a round of interviews with some very qualified candidates I hadn't yet made up my mind when an acquaintance said he was sending someone over who, although maybe not as qualified on paper as the others, was worth an interview as she had previously been his assistant but he was downsizing and he was trying to help her. She arrived 45 minutes late for the interview (yeah, seriously!) but when I saw her I was utterly gobsmacked. I acted very professional, but my heart was pounding and I completely ignored the fact that she'd kept me waiting. Here was this gorgeous young lady (she was 27 then), with flawless poise, about 5ft 5 wearing 6 inch heels (the first thing I noticed ) and a tight long traditional shirt with baggy trousers (an outfit some of you may know as shalwar kameez, the preferred traditional local dress). Her breasts (not big, but not small either) were enhanced by a bra that was outlined through her white shirt. She had long, brown hair with blonde highlights only noticeable at certain angles. She was pretty too. Lovely complexion, brown eyes, cute smile and a nice button nose to complete the perfect picture of an elegant young Pakistani lady.

Because the new office was not yet furnished we went next door to a very chic, upmarket cafe and went through the round of questions. She spoke English fluently (I later discovered that she had a bit of a potty mouth and, for example, never said "making love" when saying "fuck" would do!) and answered professionally, but was not as experienced as the other candidates so I was ready to give her a polite "don't call us, we'll call you' and leave it at that. But then she did something unexpected and asked if I minded if she smoked. You have to remember, all i had ever heard about Pakistani women was that they were submissive, demure, and never did things like smoke or drink, let alone have extra or pre-marital sex (of which, more later).

I was transfixed as she put a slim cigarette to her perfectly red lips and inhaled nonchalantly as she smiled mischievously when i told her how refreshing it was to meet someone out of the norms of my (obviously blinkered) expectations. I remember her saying something like "you don't even know the half of it" or words to that effect which had me immediately intrigued.

Her nickname was Sidz and, long story short, I hired her a few days later and she began the task of setting up the office.

It was just the two of us in the office for several weeks and I was married at the time to a woman with whom i had a very vanilla marriage and she had come to Pakistan with me. Neither of us were happy in the marriage but had never really considered divorce and just plodded on as is sometimes the way. One day I told Sidz that my wife would be visiting the next day to see the new office and meet her, my new office manager, so it would be nice if we could get some flowers, etc to spruce the place up a little.

The next morning, my wife and I came to the office and I introduced Sidz, who i was shocked to see was wearing an extremely drab outfit, no makeup, her hair tied in a quite unflattering bun and wearing what could only be described as her Granny's spectacles. I didn't have time to dwell, but the visit was nice and after my wife left I was desperate to understand what was going on with Sidz but didn't think it was appropriate to ask. I carried on with my work while Sidz went to the ladies room. Ten minutes later she came out looking sexier than I'd ever seen her, having discarded the drab clothes for an outfit far more flattering and glamorous. She had a big grin on her face and said very matter of factly that the real reason she had left her previous job was because her ex-boss's wife had a problem with her husband being in such close proximity every day to an attractive subordinate!

Anyway, we started getting on famously after this and shared a lot of personal facts about our lives. She lived with her parents and told me she was dating a guy who had his own place where they regularly hooked up, but was also still sleeping with an ex-boyfriend who, in her words, "was a far better fuck" but who also lived with his parents so she was getting frustrated at the lack of good cock. They used to sneak into bathrooms and sometimes they'd have sex in his car or rent a motel room, or borrow a friend's place for daytime fucks. She even told me that a couple of times that these friends had walked in on them accidentally on purpose and she enjoyed the experience of being watched while she was being pounded by her hung ex. She had never, however, taken it any further by inviting others to join although had considered it, but knew her lover would never countenance the idea. I loved knowing that she was not a typical Pakistani girl and her conversations about her sex life, which she recounted in a very matter of fact way, regularly had me hiding my own hard-on as I sat at my desk. one time she even said, in an almost embarrassed way that she would love it if the next time I went home I could bring her back a vibrating dildo as they were unavailable in Pakistan at that time. I was enjoying her company, was constantly horny, but would never have contemplated making a move - I was married, she was younger, she was way out of my league, I was her boss, etc etc.

One day, as I was leaving for a meeting, she told me her ex was taking her to lunch, but that she would be back by the time i got back. Two hours later I returned and opened the door to my very spacious office and the sight that met my eyes took my breath away. She was sitting on my couch, reverse cowgirl style on the biggest cock I'd ever seen, moaning passionately as she fingered her clit to the rhythm of the hard pumping action of this guy's cock with one hand and squeezed her left nipple with the other hand! She saw me almost immediately and smiled and then put a finger to her lips so that her man, who had his eyes firmly fixed on the prize, did not realise that i had returned. I must have stood there transfixed for 20-30 seconds watching this pussy being expertly plunged until she winked at me and indicated i should quietly exit as she started moaning even louder and started playing with the guy's balls. I quietly went out in a daze and didn't know what to do next. I sat in her office where I heard the moaning getting louder and louder until only a minute or two later I heard him yell his obvious satisfaction at the conclusion of his endeavours!.

I waited and after several minutes my phone pinged and I had an SMS from her saying I could come in now, but could i please not let on to her ex that I'd seen them at it. So i went back in pretending I'd just returned from my meeting and she introduced the guy as her fiance (for proprieties sake, I guess, even though i knew he was an ex and now just a fuck buddy) and said he was just leaving but had waited to be introduced. We made some small talk and Sidz had what can only be described as a satisfied smirk on her face as I tried to stop remembering what I'd just seen. All I could think of was her smile as she saw me enter and how dirty she looked bouncing up and down, cunt lips fully exposed and swollen, on this guy's massive pole. The guy of course had no idea I'd seen them both at it and after a while he took his leave and she walked him out.

I was nervous waiting for her to come back in as I didn't know what to say in these circumstances. She returned, but it was as if nothing had happened. I wanted to say something, but didn't know what or how! she went to her office and I, unable to carry on with my work, as my mind was on the sight of a usually demure and sophisticated young lady, naked, being pleasured by a well hung Pakistani stud! I turned on my laptop and there in front of me was a porn site, opened at a page which showed A gangbang scene with five men being blowbanged by a woman in a Muslim headscarf. They had clearly been watching this to get in the mood, I guessed and I was even more deeply aroused imaging it was Sidz surrounded by all of these cocks.

Then my phone pinged to another SMS from her saying she had left a document in my desk drawer and was leaving early for the day. I messaged her back telling her i'd see her the following day and opened the drawer to find a pair of pink, wet in all the right places, lacy knickers. I ran out to catch her before she left without thinking what I'd say or do, but she had gone already and I went back to my desk, undid my trousers, licked the cunt juices from her panties and wanked furiously as I watched the gangbang she had so generously left open on my screen.

That night my wife got the most thorough fucking I'd ever given her as i pondered what was to follow the next day at work...

TO be continued...