Short Stories

Part 3 Of Husband's Boss

My eyes were closed. I held the edges of my pillow above my head. My entire body clenched and I felt an adrenaline rush. David's tongue slowly swirled in the dark curls of my core, and I was lost in ecstatic bliss. His head was buried between my legs and his hands were grabbing my ass but he was nowhere near rough. David has always been a gentleman, and this is the thing I love about him.

His hands on my skin were a perfect example of "how a gentleman treats his woman." When David started sucking the upper hud of my core, my pleasure was so close to its peak, and he kept sucking until I screamed his name and collapsed on my bed. He rose between my legs, bent his knees, and swiped the head of his hard shaft. I flinched and growled. Then he slowly started slamming his length into me, then he grabbed my waist and started rocking his ass against my sex.

David has a knack for triggering another orgasm in me with double the intensity. His veins began to bulge on his temples, and I knew he was close. When he shuddered his hot desire into me, I screamed as well, although not as loudly as David. I thought he was going to collapse on me, but after spilling into me, his body shivered twice with a gap of half a minute. Then he rolled off me and laid on his back next to me. This was our second time in the last 45 minutes.

I was looking at the ceiling and lost in my dilemma of how I could fall for two completely different men at once. David and Mr. Langford are poles apart but both make me come whenever they want. Even after having amazing sex encounters with Mr. Langford, my feelings for David never faded away. I never even think about Mr. Langford when I am having sex with David. I never had a fear of calling Mr. Langford's name mistakenly when in bed with David.

I can't compare them and also not grade who is first or second because I want them both as individuals. I don't want to be in bed with both at once because both have different strong personalities. I think I am not in a position to lose one and select another to be with for the rest of my life. To live a peaceful life, I need both in my life.

Mr. Langford never called or texted me. After that party, he came to my place unannounced, and even after our second encounter, I thought he would ask for my number or that I would receive his call or message, but he didn't. Maybe he doesn't believe in a relationship or wants to be in touch. He just comes and moves my world upside down and then vanishes in thin air.

David jumped out of bed and held out his hand. "Come on, let's take a shower together because we'll have to leave for a vineyard in the evening for two days."

I smiled and then we rushed to the bathroom and under running water, David had his final round of slamming himself in me and spilled his hot stream inside my throbbing core. I thought the shower was going to be refreshing but after taking the shower, I was feeling more drained and this was the reason I fell asleep on our way to Vineyard.

The air was filled with the scent of ripe grapes and freshly cut grass, reminding me that we were at Mr. Langford's vineyard.

David's voice is in my ear. "Wake up, sleepyhead."

I sighed with closed eyes. "I am not sleepy; I am tired."

David asked. "And why is that?"

I opened my eyes and looked at him. "Because my husband was on a sex spree before coming to his official visit to this vineyard."

David kept a hand on my mouth. "Sshhh."

We both laughed and then we were greeted by valet attendants who directed us to the entrance. The moment we entered the party, my eyes landed on Mr. Langford, who was standing right in the middle of the foyer of his farmhouse. He was wearing a tailored navy-blue suit with a matching tie. David and Mr. Langford shook hands and exchanged pleasantries. Then Mr. Langford held out his hand to me and I thought he was going to shake but when I held out my hand, he turned and kissed me on the back. A shiver ran down my spine and I felt like someone squeezed my heart as I buried my gasp inside me.