[M]eeting [M]y Wi[F]e’s coworker.

My wife is what you would call a Cumslut. She loves cum more than she loves anything else. She absolutely loves sucking dick and her favourite part of it is that she insists every single time that I cum in her mouth so that she can drink some warm cum. We have an extremely kinky sex life, and she enjoys cumplay. Enjoy is an understatement, she loves anything and everything to do with cum.

Now my wife is 30. Brunette. 5’8”. Nice C cups with big brown areoles. Looks a bit like Katy Perry. I on the other hand, am 6 feet. Got that intellectual look going for me, but in reality am a freak when it comes to sex. 6 and half inch cock.

We have both had our share of fuckbuddies and this is the story of me meeting one of her coworkers, who she had just fucked. Let’s call him Micheal and this happened on a work day a few months ago.

My wife had talked to me on occasion about Micheal and his flirty nature with her ever since he joined her company. Micheal shared an office with her and according to her was charming. He had on occasion made suggestive remarks to her, which she took as a sign of wanting to get together, but up until that day she hadn’t acted on it.

That day, I got a text from her around mid morning saying how horny she was. She was in her ovulation week and as usual insatiable even though we had finished a session that morning that resulted in her cumming twice. She sent me a picture of her exposed breasts from the workplace bathroom and my phone kept buzzing with her texts along the lines of ‘Fuck me hard tonight Daddy’.

After a while, the conversation turned to Micheal and she told me how he looked good today in his tailored suit. ‘He’s been flirting during our coffee break Daddy’ she texted, leading me to understand that she was so horny that she wanted my blessing to fuck him.

“Do you want to fuck Micheal, whore?” I asked her. After a slight pause she responded with “If you will agree Daddy”. Now we a strict no going behind each other’s backs policy in our relationship and more often than not, we encouraged each other for open flings with a fuckbuddy.

“Pretend that I don’t know about this. Don’t tell him I’m in on it. I’ll pick you up in the evening. And send pics” I texted back. She was ecstatic.

Throughout the day I received pictures of her in various states of undress and after lunch time, she went quiet for an hour or so. I imagined that she would be fucking Micheal right about then and jerked off to the previous pictures at my office bathroom.

In the evening, she came back online, sounding excited, more so than the morning. “Send me my pics” I texted and she complied. She sent me video clips of her sucking his cock, with her kneeling inside the bathroom cubicle, her breasts out in the open and his pants down to his knees. The clips showed that the recording was secret with the phone kept in what seemed to be her handbag, and that Micheal was unaware of being recorded. She sent me another video clip, both of them standing, her pants pulled down to her knees and of him fucking her from behind. I was pleased to see that she had remembered all parts of our agreement and had insisted on a condom.

The final video clip was again her kneeling on the floor jerking and sucking his cock again, until he came into her mouth, and her swallowing. She turned around, looked at the camera smiling and winked, him still unaware.

“Good whore, make sure he’s with you when I pick you up” I texted her. “Yes daddy” she replied. I drove to her workplace and waited outside my car while she came up to me with Micheal following her. She got into the car and started to talk on the phone, leaving us to have a conversation.

I introduced myself, smiling. He shook my hand, appearing a bit nervous. We exchanged a few pleasantries about my wife’s company and the city as such. “How do you find working with *insert my wife’s name* ?” I asked him. He gave me a generic answer about it being great. “You did a good job today giving her the cum she needed” I said looking him in the eyes. He froze.

I took out my phone and played for him the video of him cumming in my wife’s mouth. He looked mortified. “Next time, bring your wife too” I remarked, getting into the car, driving off, leaving him shocked. I could see him standing there staring at us in the rear view mirror, still in shock as we turned the corner.

“Thank you daddy, for today. I really needed it” my wife said. We fucked passionately that night with that afternoon’s videos playing on the bedroom TV. Micheal isn’t much of a sharer I assume because he never did take me up on my offer to share his wife.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/g8d6xb/meeting_my_wifes_coworker