Julia sat at the table in her kitchen, in the seat by the window, waiting expectantly for Stefen to arrive. She and her husband Ken had an open relationship, and had agreed to just not talk about it very much, but this was pushing the line a little: Stefen was Ken’s boss. They’d talked- flirted really- a little at the office Christmas party, and since then, he had been texting her dirty messages every so often, and she had responded tentatively at first, but then with growing enthusiasm. This was the first time they had agreed to meet, and she was just a little bit nervous. She fiddled with her necklace, watching the driveway.

He pulled up a few minutes later, and she let him in. He didn’t waste any time. “Take me upstairs so I can fuck you,” he murmured into her neck as he kissed the curve of her shoulder, her collarbone, her ear. She gasped a little when he bit her earlobe, and then took him by the hand to lead him to the bedroom.

He pushed her down on the bed, onto her hands and knees, and pushed her dress up over her firm ass and over her head. She wasn’t wearing any underthings, and as he pushed the fabric up, her breasts swung free. She was already dripping wet, and she leaned back toward him a little bit, eager to have him inside of her. He took off his tie and gagged her with it, and dipped his fingers into her. She ached for him.

He was still fully dressed except for the tie he’d removed, but he slid his pants down over his hips to let his already stiff cock spring free. He wrapped his fingers around her hip bones, and drove into her hard, once, twice, and over and over. She moaned against the gag, rocking against him as he thrust into her.

All of a sudden she heard the door creak open. Her eyes widened in panic when she looked up to see her husband standing in the doorway, his arms crossed and an odd expression on his face. Stefen had promised that her husband was tied up in a meeting all afternoon. So what was he doing here? She tried to speak, but the gag blocked her words. Then, to her surprise, he smiled. He moved toward the bed, unzipping his pants as he approached her, and swiftly untied the gag. She tried to say something, but before she could, he filled her mouth with his thick, hard cock. Stefen didn’t stop thrusting, and now her cunt and her mouth were both deliciously full.

After just a few moments, her husband took his cock out of her mouth and replaced the gag. He walked around the bed, and she watched in shock in the mirror as he took the bottle of lube from the bedside table, applied it to himself, and then drove his cock into Stefen’s tight asshole. He thrust into him powerfully, causing Stefen to fill her even more. They must have planned this, she thought desperately as she gasped against the gag.

She and Ken had an open relationship, certainly, but she had always assumed he was fucking Lily, the office secretary, not the boss. And yet, here they were. The things that had changed about Ken’s business trips to conferences suddenly made more sense. Her husband had talked about how it was such a drag that he had to share a room now, instead of getting his own hotel suite as he had in the past, but now she imagined what he and Stefen had done in the room they shared. Maybe her husband had fucked Stefen on his hands and knees the way Stefen was fucking her now, or pressed up against the wall. Maybe Ken, unwilling to wait until the night, had dragged Stefen into the privacy of a single-stalled bathroom and pushed his mouth down onto his cock. Maybe sometimes they hired an escort or brought another man home from the conference so they could share. Maybe they did it at work as well, Stefen bent over his desk as Ken took him from behind.

She grinned a little behind her gag. Maybe the ‘others’ in their open relationship didn’t always have to be a secret. As Stefen came inside of her, and her husband kept thrusting into him, she thought, maybe we can share sometimes.