My boss is a provost at the college. He’s brand new, and was brought in to help make the college more lean after some funding cuts.
If you’ve read my last story, you know how he interviewed me, and what I did to make sure I stayed on.
I went home after, had a shower and some wine in the tub while my husband was working in his home office. I kissed him when I got home, but he didn’t notice my boss’ taste on my lips. Even the wine didn’t completely cover the taste, so he must be oblivious. For now, that’s fine. My husband will love the little surprise discovery of what I have been up to.
This isn’t the first time I have cheated on him. We learned about ethical non-monogamy only after some other mistakes I made in college. We weren’t married then, and I am a little selfish for experiences. Turns out that my husband is a cute and wicked little cuck and liked it, despite the dishonesty. Now that we are both on the same page, the secrets are sexy cause consent.
My husband does software stuff and spends spends lot of time at home. He keeps himself on a ‘porn-and-a-vibrator” schedule so he is usually very spent. I encourage this, cause it keeps him pleasant and docile. We fuck now and then, and I give him a lot of oral, but he is small average at five inches fully erect. Frequent orgasms keep the fully erect part dubious lol. I need more, so you can see why my boss’ advances weren’t unwelcome.
I correctly anticipated the lunch meeting, and planned accordingly. Trim up, shave my legs, shower, make-up, make myself date presentable instead of just-another-day teaching anthropology. Still have to be professional, so I left my come-and-fuck-me skirt and heels combo at home, and stuck with a nice sundress with minimal panties and pushup bra. I brought a spare pair of granny panties with me, for my ride home. They catch fluid way better than a thong. Makeup on point, I kissed my husband goodbye and went to my classes.
He was waiting for me at my first class, sitting in the back and performing an unannounced surprise observation. Everyone was scheduled for this, I just happened to be first. Of course. I felt his eyes on me and couldn’t help but feel my cheeks get hot. I’m fair skinned and redheaded, so when I blush it is super obvious.
He opens his briefcase and pulls out the same camera as last night. I make flustered mention of it, and he just says that it is for a thorough faculty evaluation. The resource board must determine who is the best, and what positions need to be optimized. With a shrug and a smirk, he settled back to watch me teach my first class. I was pissed, flustered, and already dripping. Assertive older men just do that to me. As I discussed the lecture material for the start of the semester, all I could think of was his eyes and the camera watching me, recording me teaching a lecture right after the footage of last night. I was dripping and flustered for the entire lecture. As the students filed out, I gathered my materials, and felt my provost’s presence behind me. After an hour of being examined by this man, I had grown sensitive to it.
He said something about my class performance and how pleased he was. I turned to face him and stammered something, I’m not sure what. I just melted under his gaze and lost myself in a moment of embarrassed need. He confirmed lunch and afternoon review, and excused himself. He left, and I managed to swelter through my next two classes. Somehow.
We met in the parking lot of the restaurant, but he walked toward the hotel next door and I followed. I was starting to get the rough outline of how my relationship with my boss was going to be. Him telling me to do things, me promptly obeying. I hate to say it, but the obnoxious micromanaging he started really got me going. I guess I just like being told what to do.
He went through the hotel room door, and as soon as the door clicked shut he had me on my knees, my gasp cut off by his huge cock head pushing into my mouth. I sucked his uncut head into my mouth, and flicked my tongue all over his bare crown, an all too familiar eagerness overtaking me.
Just the tip and an inch or two filled my mouth – deeper than the first time. I stared up at him as he pushed deeper, making be choke on it, making my eyes water and my makeup run. The musk of his precum filled my mouth and nose immediately. I rolled my tongue against the underside of his cock, sucking and lapping at his cock, foreskin, and thick slit that was so leaky.
I didn’t flinch when the now familiar video camera showed up in his hands. I looked up, big blue eyes looking straight into the camera as he overfill my mouth with his cock. I discovered that I enjoyed making this kind of semi-consentual content for the provost. I couldn’t say that of course, because it would spoil the illusion, so I answered with enthusiasm instead.
I think he got off more on the control than my mouth, because after he got my makeup messy, he practically threw me on the bed and mounted me.
Despite the long bath, I was still aching from the first time. I had not been filled like that… ever, probably, and he wasn’t gentle this time either. I felt the thick head dialate me, and go deep all in one thrust. His heavy balls slapped against my pussy and clit in the next thrust. He was hurting me with his cock and I loved it. Needed it. He took so much longer this time, in a more private space, with his complicit fuck toy.
He barely said a word, just panted and held the camera near my face while he used me. He caught every gasp, scream, and moan from his cock. The only time it wasn’t on my face was right after he came. He unloaded inside me, the first of three times, and pulled the camera back as he withdrew his cock, catching the moment his head popped out of me, followed by a river of cum. Then again, and again… by the third time, I was red, gaping, and so fuckdrunk on his cock and fluids I could say to the camera was thank you thank you thank you~~~~
He bought me lunch after, and we talked about work in the restaurant. The server knew something was up – two people show up for lunch reeking of sex and disheveled professional clothes, it was obvious. Less obvious were the big panties I had on, and the wet spot soaking through them into my dress. I could feel it as lunch dragged on- aching sweetly inside, throbbing, all electric while he was leaking out of me.
Finally, we wound down. He took the check and told me to expect contact later tonight on my personal email, with what he called ‘our content, and instructions.’
I went home in the early afternoon, aching and itching and satisfied… but not. I have an appetite. Once I have tried something and like it, I want more of it. I kept busy with chores during the afternoon, had a light dinner with the husband, and scrolled as I waited. Usually I keep busy, but I just couldn’t clear my mind. I was still leaking cum, and in a mood. I grabbed my wand and chased my husband down in his gaming area, and used my mouth to get him hard – as hard as he got, anyway, then used the wand on his frenulum. He has been trained to cum rapidly from this type of stimulation, and did so for me. In less than a minute he shivered, gasped cutesy, and shot a small, thin load over my fingers. He sucked them clean, and I went off to bathe finally.
My boss’ cum was still in me – so different than my husband’s. I realized I didn’t want to let the provost’s cum out of my pussy yet, and plugged myself with a toy before settling down into the hot soapy water. Just as I did, my phone lit up with a new email notification.
A few pages of text, some links, and some photos were attached. It took me a few minutes before I fully grasped what was going on, or thought I did at the time. All of my ‘content’ was ready to stream if I was not 100% submissive and fully compliant with whatever was asked of me. A vague threat to share things that might be career ending, standard compulsory stuff. I giggled, amused that he thought this was necessary. My face looked back at me from the email, big blue eyes pleading for more toward the camera, and I knew this would only get more fun from here.
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