Husband Gets His Dick Sucked During Important Zoom Meeting And Pays Me Back [FM]

First, I am so incredibly flattered that this community enjoyed my first [post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/heskc2/my_best_friend_caught_me_and_my_husband_fucking_fm/). I got an incredible number of comments and messages telling me how hot you thought it was or what you did while reading. Just between me and you, the responses to my story resulted in some mind-blowing sex with my husband. Even now, I’m still a little bit sore in the land down under (not talking about Australia here).

I couldn’t wait to write more for you all. What have you done to me??

You got most of our background in my first post, but as a recap (plus a little extra), I am a 28 year-old mother of two. I am blonde (by the grace of the salon gods) and I have round C cup breasts—a spicy new tidbit for you all. I stay at home with the kids and I am married to a tall, sexy, and athletic man. We communicate well, including about all things sex, and both have pretty high pleasure drives. He knows my turn-ons and I know his.

My husband is an attorney who works for a big (I think?) high-power law firm. Because of the nature of his work, he keeps a pretty tight schedule since he has to meet a certain amount of hours each year (they have to record their hours, which he hates). Because of this, once he started working from home due to COVID-19, I made him sync his calendar to my phone so that I could schedule some “breaks” for him. All work and no play makes hubby a dull boy after all.

After more than a month of these *regularly* scheduled “breaks,” I started thinking about taking things up a notch. I looked at his schedule for the coming week (this took place about 5 weeks ago), and found just the thing. The day arrived and within minutes of waking up I was soaking wet after thinking about my plans for the day. My thoughtful husband noticed and tried to initiate. I would normally never *ever* turn him down, but my plans required his full load…I mean strength. I told him the kids are already starting to wake up and so I got up to get them ready for the day and cook breakfast. I’m sure he was disappointed, but I did give him the consolation of changing in front of him, making sure to bend over so he could see the natural lubrication running down my legs. Besides, I would more than make it up to him later.

Hubby went to work in his home-office and I went about my day caring for the kids and cleaning the house (how is the kitchen *always* so dirty??). Once I got the kids down for their naps, I pulled out my phone and checked husband-dear’s calendar. Right on schedule. I went upstairs to get ready.

Lingerie, lipstick, and heels. The magical combination I knew my unsuspecting husband wouldn’t be able to refuse even under the situation he was about to find himself in. The lingerie was a lacy black babydoll that tied around the neck. Underneath I wore a matching pair of black lace hipsters. I pulled my hair back into a high pony-tail (didn’t need that getting in the way), and put on my makeup including a fresh coat of my favorite red lipstick. To finish the look, I slid into a pair of black 4” peep toe pumps. After some touching up I knew I was ready.

I knocked on my husband’s office door. My heart was pounding and the familiar warm wetness was already coating my lace panties. This was about to be one of the riskiest things I (we) had ever done. He opened the door.

“Holy shit.” Those were the first two words out of his mouth, and the only two words I needed to hear to know that I was about to seal the deal.

“Hi,” I said, trying to sound confident. I approached until there was barely a bible’s width of space between us, placing my hand gently on his chest. I looked into his eyes, “Do you….have a moment of time to spare?”

“Fuck,” he muttered under his breath. His eyes scanned my cleavage and continued down to my legs. “Babe, I definitely want to do this, but I’m about to hop on a zoom meeting.”

My eyes met his again. I leaned in close enough to feel his breath on my red lips. I had his undivided attention. I parted my mouth, “I know.”

“Sit down, hot shot attorney man.” He did.

I knelt down between his legs in the cubby under his desk, and reached up to grab the rock solid outline of his penis, barely eschewed from view by his pants.

I looked up. “Isn’t it time to call in for that meeting, baby?”

“Fuck,” he moaned, “are you serious?”

“Deadly,” I responded, gently stroking him through his pants.

“This can’t be real,” he said while typing in the zoom meeting code. *Ding* A bell sounded and he was in. A few more clicks, and he looked down at me again. He must’ve been on mute without video.

“Are you going to be doing this the whole call?” His dick was throbbing in my grip.

“Oh, I have much bigger plans. Turn your camera on and take yourself off mute.” He smiled and sighed. A few clicks later and I knew he was live.

“Hey, Steve!” Hubby called, “How are you doing?” Steve was one of the partners at my husband’s firm. Probably a good 30 years older than my husband, I had met Steve a couple of times at the firm Christmas parties. For each party (even when I was pregnant) I made sure to dress up in a form fitting dress that showed off enough cleavage and leg to make the firm partners jealous of their young associate. In more than one instance, I caught Steve staring at my tits and ass, undressing me in his mind—though he tried to play it off.

“I’m doing well,” Steve responded. At this moment, I knew it was time to really make hubby sweat. The same time that Steve asked how my husband was doing I was unzipping his pants.

“Finally,” I thought. I held his cock by the base, and drooled out a good amount of saliva on to my free hand. I rubbed it onto the head, letting it drip down his shaft. I started stroking slowly, up and down, in circular movements, one hand around the head, and another around the base.

I continued but turned my attention back to the conversation my husband was having with his boss. Hubby was already stuttering his words, but holding himself together admirably in my opinion. *Ding*

“H-Hey, Amy.” Hubby stuttered. Amy was probably only about 6 years older than my husband and was already a partner at the firm. I met her as the Christmas parties as well. She was thin, and very pretty. I remember loving one of her dresses. It was a short and red low cut v neck dress with several layers of red tulle at the end, which made it so that even though tulle is typically pretty transparent, you couldn’t see anything.

Soon after Amy came on, I decided tease hubby even more. I applied more saliva, keeping my hand on the head of his penis and started gently licking and sucking on his balls, but carefully enough to not make any noise. Hubby groaned but made it sound enough like a cough that no one asked any questions (he claimed later it really was a cough, but I don’t believe him). My pussy was on fire, but instead of touching myself, I focused on my husband’s pleasure. I knew my time would come.

Three more bell chimes within thirty seconds of each other, signifying more entrants. Greetings were exchanged and Steve started the meeting, “Well it looks like we’re all here, let’s chat about this case.” Steve called my husband’s name and asked him to summarize the case and where they were in the legal process.

I knew he would probably punish me later (in a good way), but I couldn’t resist. As soon as hubby opened his mouth to speak, I slid my mouth onto that sticky cock, going as deep as I could without gagging (I was still *trying* to remain covert). He stopped talking for probably 5 whole seconds and had the cutest look on his face. “You there?” Steve called.

He quickly glanced down at me with a look of desperation. I couldn’t tell if he wanted me to stop or continue. I took my mouth off his rod, saliva dropping from my mouth onto my babydoll lingerie. “I’m fine, sorry,” he responded, clearing his throat again.

Feeling a bit bad, I let him finish his part of the meeting. The other attorneys then started talking strategy, at which point I resumed the blowjob. He leaned forward to make it look like he was paying attention with a pen and a pad of paper. But what no one else saw was his other hand wrapped in my hair pushing me slowly up and down his yummy love muscle.

It sounded like the meeting was coming to a close, so I picked up the pace hoping he would blast his cum in my mouth before it was over. My jaw was absolutely killing me, but I pressed on. Before long, however, my husband managed a “Bye, guys.”

*Click* *Click* His laptop closed. He pulled his chair out from the desk, my lips unsuctioning with a *pop*. His cock wore my lipstick maybe even better than my lips. I was dripping. I felt a wet spot on the carpet underneath me.

“You are such a naughty girl. You tried to make me cum at the end, didn’t you?” he said hungrily. I nodded, adjusting my jaw. I looked at my phone, I had been blowing him for at least twelve minutes.

Hubby lifted me up and kissed me passionately, our tongues dancing in and out of each other’s mouths. He broke our kiss, my eyes still closed longing for more. He pushed me back onto the bed in his office (convenient, no?), and spread my legs.

“I can’t wait to taste you.” He said. I bit my lip. He slid my panties down my legs and dove between my thighs. He kissed down my inner thighs and around my outer lips. “Please,” I begged. Then he repeatedly and gently ran his tongue flat from my perineum to my clit. I was so close, but needed just a bit more to cum. I think he could tell. With one hand he put some gentle pressure on my pelvis, with another he inserted a finger into my pussy, and with his tongue he focused on my clit. Gosh, he gives such great head.

Less than 30 seconds later, “Baby, I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum. I’m—I’m cuuuummmiiiinnngggg.” I came so fucking hard. The entire situation of sucking my husband’s cock in front of his boss and coworkers (virtually) without them knowing sent me sailing into a land of ecstasy from which I thought I might know no return.

I don’t know how long it lasted exactly, but hubby waited for the waves to dissipate, and then leaned in to whisper “My turn.”

Still on my back, my husband lined his penis up to my slit and pushed. Shockwaves were sent to my brain and my eyes rolled into my head. “Fuck! I feel so full babe!” He grabbed me by the thighs and pushed back until I felt bent in half, my heels above my head. My man held me there and began to relentlessly pound me, burying himself balls deep with every thrust. More ecstasy. I could tell he wasn’t going to last much longer—hell, could anyone?

“Cum for me baby,” I begged, “I want to feel your big cock explo-”

With a forceful final thrust I felt that sexy man fill me up with his cum. I felt at least 10 ropes shooting inside of me.

Hubby pulled out and watched as him cum fell to the sheets below.

After we cooled down, we were a little worried that someone on the call might have caught on, and that he would get a termination notice or something. Weeks later and no news is good news on that front, and because of that I definitely have no regrets—it is definitely one of the hottest things we’ve done together. I wonder how he reported our time together, being on the clock and all.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hge76f/husband_gets_his_dick_sucked_during_important