I am married to a much older man than me. To him I am like the expensive works of art hanging on the walls of his mansion. I married for love no matter what anyone might think and never planned on being left alone night after night. I could go out with friends but he has me followed whenever I leave to have some fun. It takes away all the fun when you have someone always looking over your shoulder. I end up drinking way to much and I want to be pounded by a hot stranger.
Sometimes when I go to my husbands office I see a tall handsome man there. I can only guess what he does for my husband as I am never allowed to go behind that closed office door. Drugs, women, his works of art, classic cars, who knows what this handsome man does for him. When I happen to run into him at my husband’s office I feel like a school girl with a lust crush. My nipples get hard, pussy gets wets and knees turn to jelly. I will be alone for a week as he is going on one of his many business trips. It all strikes me as odd as he should be retired by now and enjoying his trophy wife. We have a locked door in our home, I used to try and get in to see what it was when he left for a business trip but I have long since given up.
It is late and I am having a few drinks to relax and thinking of a plan to shake the men who follow me and go out and have some fun tomorrow. A car pulls up and the man from his office gets out. I am puzzled as he lets himself in. He doesn’t say much and walks the long hallway to the locked room where he lets himself in. After I have a few more drinks I get brave and knock on his door. He is just in his boxers, having a drink himself. He lets me in, he is so quiet so mysterious and so HOT. We start to talk and he explains he is my husbands estranged son who does things for him, many illegal. I am mesmerized at his words and his body. It is hard not to stare at the bulge in his boxers. The more we talk the more I see what a hateful man my husband really is. I am not sure exactly how it happened but before long he had me pressed against the wall with my arms over my head. He kissed me deep and hard, a kiss that made my pussy hot, wet and creamy. His hands were rough and big and all over my body. He quickly ripped by clothes off cupping my ass and pulling me closer. He gently but firmly put his hand on my hair and pushed me down to my knees. His hard cock was right in front of my lips, dripping with pre-cum. I rubbed his cock all over my hard nipples and started to titty fuck him. I had my mouth open and my tongue out as the big head of his hard cock slid up and down from my cleavage to my mouth. I couldn’t take any more of not feeling him spurt in my mouth so I started rubbing his balls and sucking him harder. He groaned deeply as his balls tightened and he spurted every drop of cum in my mouth. He pulled me up kissing me hard as he both shared his load of creamy, salty cum.
He laid me on the bed and kissed every inch of my body, kissing me like no one else has every before. When he flipped me over and started tonguing my ass hole, I felt waves of pleasure though my whole body. Before long I was begging him to fuck my tight ass. He bit the back of my neck and pounded me harder and harder as we both came. We lay in a puddle of our cum and sweat. I could feel his heart beating against my back. Suddenly he pulled out of me and grabbed my hand. We ran naked through the hallway till we got to my husband’s huge office. His son smiled and said ” I have always wanted to do this”, as he laid me down on the desk right under the huge portrait of my husband. Right there on his desk, on top of his important papers and contracts his son spread my legs, sucked my nipples and fucked my hot, wet pussy like I needed and craved to be fucked. He fucked me fast and deep till we both exploded in each others arms again. He looked at me, kissed me and told him soon, very soon he would take me away with him.
He was here on a family vacation, an older married man. I watched him the first day. I am not even sure if he noticed me. He was running after his little kids. He looked exhausted. I was doing my morning run on the beach. I stopped and watched him. It didn’t look like he was having much fun, not much of a vacation to run after and to be constantly yelling at your kids. 
