[F] Made to satisfy his bosses so he could move up the corporate ladder

My first post here!

While browsing through social media today, I saw a post from someone showing off his new expensive car with his newly wed wife in London. I stalked him for next 30 minutes. He is my Husband’s younger cousin. You’d think why was I doing that to my brother-in-law (dewar in hindi) (and how bad and filthy I am but no) – that’s because I am one of the biggest reason he is in London – earning the big money and living a lavish life. He is his late 20s now and got married a year back.

This started Couple of years back – for an office project he had come to Delhi from Mumbai. He was provided company accommodation but would visit us on weekends. He is a good looking tall guy and extremely funny. Young and fit. Couple of times after a few drinks – felt he had tried to flirt with me but nothing had ever happened.
Anyway, my husband was asked by his company to urgently fly to South Africa for a client meeting. He was supposed to fly Saturday evening and like my usual shameless self – I had invited one of my fuck buddy home (kid was at grandparent’s place). It had been many months since my husband had traveled – so the excitement and desperation was at its peak. Him being away allows time to for longer filthier sessions – otherwise its only a few hours.

I am bent over the arm of my living room sofa with MTV on my TV while I am being pounded by a boy almost half my age. I was loud and careless because I knew am alone in the house. And suddenly I hear – “I knew it”. My heart sank as I thought it was my husband but it was my brother in law. The same cousin. I moved my head to my right and he was standing right there – with a smirk on his face. Oh I was ashamed. I was caught.

You’ll not believe when I say this but its true – that’s the exact moment the guy came inside me. He was grabbing me tight from my waist – not letting me go as I dug my face into the bed out of shame and also because I was cumming too. The guy finally saw him and he started apologising but my brother in law said “Don’t say it to me. I am not her husband”. The guy went to the loo as I laid there still – I knew this is a fucked up situation. I didn’t care if I was lying there naked and filled and still shaking from the orgasm.

He was now quite near me and said “I somehow had this feeling about you”. I had now grabbed a throw and covered myself. I tried to explain him but he was just smirking throughout. Me explaining wasn’t helping.

I asked him what he meant when he said he knew it. He told me that he didn’t know my husband wasn’t home (we had forgotten to tell him) but he saw his Insta story and realised. He told me that this “cigarette seller” – couple of houses next to me had once gossiped about me telling that he sees a lot of men visiting my place. Most of those men buy cigarettes from him and he has heard them too. He told me a lot of gossip.
This was shocking to me – but I realized how stupid I’ve been. He was sitting right in front of me – and yes I was shamed. I was mostly begging him to not tell my husband and understand me. Till this time, I actually didn’t think he would make a move on me but he got up and just snatched the throw off my body and said “You want me to understand you are a whore?”

I wasn’t expecting this but experienced enough to understand what a man like him now wants. I wasn’t talking now and he said again “tell me what do I understand?” I asked him what he wants and he didn’t need an invite. He dropped his jeans and undies to floor right next to me. Oh my god that COCK!

This was all accidental and not at all something I wanted but that Cock was one thick cock. God bless his wife.

We fucked a few times that night and next day and for next whole week he visited our place every day instead of every weekend. We always fucked in my studio at home – because its sound proof and his thickness would have me screaming and abusing the hell out of myself. He liked me abusing myself and that made him fuck me harder.

Couple of weeks later, he messaged me that he is picking me up from the mall – I was shopping there. A nice swanky BMW pulled up 15 minutes later and I hopped in. I was just following his instructions. In the car was a much older man – smart dressed and smelled amazing and with a paunch. We exchanged greetings but I was confused. I called him on phone and the first thing he said “Be nice to him. He is my Boss”. I was confused and asked why am I here? That was the first time I understood that him catching me is gonna be more complicated. He straight on the call said “Suck him for now. He wasn’t believing me that I can get him some action”. I’ll skip the next 5 mins of conversation but after those 5 mins I was sucking his cock in the car inside mall’s parking to save my marriage. His hands were groping me everywhere while I sucked onto his cock and he finally ejaculated inside my mouth. He said thank you and I got off the car.
He left and I was almost crying – I knew it is a fixable problem but I knew it is going to be a problem.

For next 3 months, he made me sleep with 3 different men – all were his office seniors. All very similar looking except one from Chennai who was fit kinky and shameless. Sometimes at hotels, sometimes at one of their farms or sometimes like this in a car. Sometimes together and sometimes one on one – they would make him call or message me and fix up. He got me properly used by them – but never told them that am related to him. I was the “desperate Milf he found on Tinder”. I was their muse while they experimented and fulfilled their many fantasies using me.

Now, It was almost end of his stint here when he came to our place one evening when my husband was there with sweets and wine to celebrate his promotion and his transfer to London. They loved his project work here and is being relocated to London. I knew it was me. It was the merciless daily pounding I got from his male chauvinistic dominant bosses that got him all of that. He fucked and creamed me again that night in the washroom after my husband had slept. He left for London a week later and hasnt contacted that way since.

I see his photos and posts on social media today and I feel a range emotions – Being proud is one of them. I can only imagine what his wife might be doing in some years!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/z0ky95/f_made_to_satisfy_his_bosses_so_he_could_move_up