Must Read: Office Support

Episode 7 years ago

Must Read: Office Support

Ijeoma lay Unclad on her back, watching her husband take off his boxer. She was pleasantly surprised at the naturalness of Chidi’s initiation, but would have liked about ten seconds’ warning to end the call with Jide.

She was trying to decide whether to hang up on him. If she removed the headset now, it might seem a little strange to Chidi that she had it on while Unclad, right out of the shower, and even stranger, hadn’t removed it until now.

On the other hand, what was the harm in leaving it on? Ijeoma fittingly decided not to do anything about it.

Chidi climbed onto the bed, his eyes on her pubic hair, which looked different than the last time he saw her. “Did you shave yourself down there?”

Ijeoma nodded. She didn’t know what Chidi would think. “Is it okay?” she asked, watching his eyes.

“You look so different…” He studied her for awhile as a pleasurable, almost guilty chill flowed through his body.

“Oh, Ijeoma!” said Jide softly. “Did you do that just now? Holy Moses, that is so hot!”

Chidi got on his knees and bend under her thighs, pausing to admire his wife’s pretty little X-rated star K!ttyC@t. He ran his hand through her now-reduced hair and smiled at Ijeoma. She eyed him intently, hoping for his approval. She had never done anything like that before. She was dripping wet inside, aching for her husband’s touch. He let a thumb touch between her labia, liberating some moisture waiting just inside. Ijeoma closed her eyes at the blessed contact. “You’re ready right now, aren’t you?” he said, rubbing his slippery fingers together.

“I’m really horny,” she confessed.

“That makes two of us,” Chidi replied, ignoring the fact that he had never heard that word from his wife’s lips before.

“That makes three of us,” remarked Jide.
He didn’t know if he should press his luck on having the privilege to listen in on a married couple’s lovemaking, but then again, she had kept him on this long, maybe she wanted him to hear. What an amazing delight that would be! Still, he needed to hear it from Ijeoma. He was intruding and meddling if she didn’t want him on the phone, and it was possible she couldn’t hang up. Mustering tremendous self-discipline, Jide decided to get Ijeoma’s clear permission. “I know you can’t talk directly to me, but I need to know if this is okay, Ijeoma.

Do you want me to hang up? Clear your throat or something if you do.”

Jide waited for a response, but there was only kissing.

Chidi pressed his body against Ijeoma’s breasts, allowing most of his weight to settle onto her. He kissed her deeply as he got up on his hands, positioning his J0yst!ck between her swollen labia majora.

Jide needed one more confirmation from her before he could fully commit to this voyeuristic adventure. “Do you want me to stay on the phone with you?”

Ijeoma inhaled a quick audible breath as Chidi pushed his J0yst!ck into her creamy K!ttyC@t.

She had been longing to be filled all day, and feeling her husband’s hard J0yst!ck slip into her with one long, smooth motion was taking her breath away both physically and emotionally. Hearing Jide’s voice in her ear while her husband was inside her was making her feel s*xy** on a whole new level—and a little dirty, like she was doing something that nice girls don’t do, slutty behavior that was secretly manifesting itself as a warm, delicious tickle deep inside her tummy. “Mm hmm,”

Jide heard her say in his ear, affirming her intentions and giving him the green light to listen in.

Jide rubbed his trousers in his short. “In that case, I’m going to get as comfortable as you two.” He went to his bedroom and unfastened his trousers with one hand, wiggling them off and freeing his J0yst!ck through the fly in his boxers. Jide stroked himself a while, listening to the kissing going on in his ear. He hated to put the phone down, not wanting to miss a second of this call, but he did briefly so he could strip the rest of his clothes off. Grabbing the phone, he crashed on the bed, Unclad. “I’m so hard listening to you,” he said to Ijeoma. “He’s inside you right now, isn’t he?”

Ijeoma couldn’t believe what she was doing!

She had just told a man he could listen in while she had s*x with her husband. It wasn’t cheating, but it felt strangely similar. She reached up and confirmed that her hair was safely concealing the dishonest device in her ear. Her heart trembled with guilty pleasure at knowing two men were hot for her right now.

She certainly had not planned for this practical threesome, but now that it was happening, she felt sexier than a cheerleader in a men’s locker room.

Chidi drove his firm hips into his wife more forcefully than usual, his knees buried into the soft mattress. He was turned on like he hadn’t felt in a long time. Her trimmed K!ttyC@t hair was an unexpected treat, making her look not only loveable, but totally s*xy**.
He didn’t think Ijeoma would have ever thought of doing that.

She put her hands on his butt0ckz, probably the naughtiest thing she would normally do to him, and helped him keep the loving pace while kissing his neck. Ijeoma raised her legs up and spread them wide for her husband, letting the slutty impulses that were budding inside her blossom.

Jide was trying to picture what they looked like, and what position they were in. He figured it was their usual missionary position. This would be even hotter, he thought to himself, if they would try a new position. Suddenly a light went on in his head. What if he made a suggestion to Ijeoma? Maybe it would spice things up for her.

A little encouragement might be just what she needed. He decided to give it a shot. Jide could hear Chidi breathing and figured he had better speak softly, so as not to be overheard. “Ijeoma, are you two doing mishion?”

“Mm hmm,” she said, timing her answer again to coincide with the lovemaking and not raising suspicion from her husband.

“Mmm, I bet your little trimmed K!ttyC@t is so wet! This could be your greatest night of lovemaking. I have a suggestion for you that might start you on a memorable ride. I want you to do something. You two need to roll over so you can be on top. Chidi wants to feel your sweet, round b0s0m with his hands while you rock your hips on his hard J0yst!ck. Can you do that for him? Come on, Ijeoma, ride him like a cowgirl!”

Hearing Jide talk dirty to her while her husband F***ed her was just about the most erotic thing Ijeoma had ever experienced. It was like a vanilla ice-cream suddenly got sprinkled with chocolate crisp. Her senses were charged and her normally passive behaviour was being sq££zed and pushed aside by a new, powerful inclination to please.

She pushed Chidi away by the hips and sat up. “Lie down,” she gently ordered.

Jide could hardly contain his excitement at hearing Ijeoma follow his suggestion!

Chidi, a little startled at Ijeoma’s sudden authority, was more than happy to please.
He lay on his back, grabbing a pillow to put under his head. He lustfully watched Ijeoma’s Unclad body climb on top of him, her creamy tummy looking so inviting. He felt her up as she got herself into position. Her breasts were soft and ample, more than a handful, and her soft tummy gave just a little at his touch. Ijeoma’s skin was silky soft and creamy chocolate and was just now feeling smooth and dry after her shower.