Delusions and Fantasies - the final part!

After that night he and I became more than intimate; he would always come to bed with me after taking a shower, making sure to put on perfume (he said it was for me!); he'd cover me from behind and kiss my neck whispering: "I am so happy with you and don't want this to end. Never!" He had no idea how those words carried me further away; there wasn't another man in the world whom I wanted to belong to; being his woman made me complete and fulfilled.
We talked a lot about our future and how we would deal with anything that might affect us in some way, all the while he showed no fear or hesitation by standing firmly beside me. For every reason he proved himself to be different from other men, behaving soberly and never losing confidence.
On my part, of course, there was a whole fear ..., my age..., my social situation ..., friends and relatives ..., and whenever I weakened he would hug me and say affectionately: "Calm down, love! Everything will be fine!" With that, I took a deep breath, smiled at him and moved on. Sometimes I had to endure some inconveniences, especially when we went out together, always the target of stares, whispered comments and malicious laughter.
All of this I was able to endure, until the day that I got called into my principal's office; she was a sculptural blonde doing "fitness" kind of stuff, assisted by some silicone in the right places and an incredible ability to offer herself up for men so they could get jobs, advance their careers.
She began by saying that she understood my relationship as well as the unwanted reactions and side effects I had to face, both in the work environment and outside of it. As she spoke I controlled for trembling in my legs and accelerated breathing because I suspected this conversation was just a respite before the final blow ..., which did not take long to arrive.
-Look, darling, I'll be very honest with you <unk> she said at one point <unk> Here in the company there is no problem ..., but, you know that this can slow down your professional growth ... so, I thought maybe it could help you.
I asked in an exasperated tone.
"It's very simple", she replied with a smile, whispering closer to me. You let me try your evil stallion... In return I guarantee you that in all future promotions you will never be passed over"... What do you think?
Hearing those treacherous words, my throat dried as a shiver took hold of my insides and no matter how hard I tried I could not hide the expression of pain and revolt. I had an urge to put my hand on her face and leave there never to return, throwing away all my professional effort and dedication for so many years.
"Be calm", she said, in a falsely affectionate tone. "Think about it and then answer me". After all, this is an important step for you!
I finished the case in a hurry, swallowing my tears and sobs. As soon as possible I ran home; he arrived just before his usual time and caught me holding back anger and weeping. At first I didn't say anything, even tried to talk him out of it, but he was always attentive to me, realized that something was wrong, and after some insistence I gave up crying while embracing him.
He comforted me very fondly, waiting until I was in a position to vent; some time later, I told him about my superior's "proposal"; at first he became indignant and revolted with the gesture made by his wife ..., but as always he remained thoughtful for a few minutes; then suddenly he smiled.
- Calm down, my love..., I've got a great idea! <unk> he said without stopping to hug me <unk> Let's do this...
He told me about his idea and how she could put an end to the harassment before it had even begun; I became a little insecure, since this was something risky that might cost me my job, suggesting to him that the best course of action would be to resign; he did not agree.
"Listen, my dear", he said softly. "If you back down now, you'll have to do it forever! And your career is part of your life... I know how important this is for you... trust me that everything will work out!"
As soon as he had finished speaking, he kissed me and I saw no alternative but to give in to him ..., after all, he was my man! So we worked out a strategy and an action plan, conferring moments and opportunities. Hardly could I sleep that night, such was the anguish burning in my chest..., everything was uncertain and dangerous.
The next day, as soon as I arrived at work, I asked to speak privately with my manager. Although she was busy and knew what the subject matter was, she dispensed with all urgency; we locked ourselves in her room, and trying to hide our curiosity she asked me about it.
- About your proposal <unk> I started, trying to control the insecurity in her voice <unk> So I thought about it and ..., what do you think we should discuss this better outside here? ..., say at my house..., tonight?
"But of course, my dear!" she replied almost euphorically in her cynicism.
I went back to my desk and sent him a message, informing that she had accepted my invitation. "That's great darling! Let's go ahead with the plan!" he wrote in reply. It was an extremely difficult day at work since I didn't have any head for anything other than meeting her that night. During lunch, my meeting with the Director was very quick and subtle; we agreed that I would expect her from about eight-thirty, which she happily consented to.
The doorbell rang at the appointed time; I opened it and there she was, exuberant as ever in casual attire that further highlighted her voluptuous body. We greeted each other and invited her to come inside; we sat down on the living-room couch and I offered her a drink of alcohol; I knew how much she loved drinking and sometimes lost her temper ..., so I prayed for one such night.
I was lucky, because after a few drinks she already showed the characteristic signs of alcohol-induced frenzy.
-So, as you told me..., can you ensure that I'm not overlooked in promotions ..., provided of course you get to have fun with my man? <unk> asked seeking a natural and unpretentious tone.
-But didn't I tell you before? <unk> she replied emphatically <unk> And not only that, my love! If I like the performance of your new male, I can even interfere in your favor ..., it is a take there, give it to me, understand?
- Um, I get it <unk> I commented, preparing to give her more rope <unk> And what guarantee do I have that you will fulfill your part in our deal?
"My dear, if your male is really good... I'll even give it to you in writing!" she replied with an ironic and suggestive tone.
-That's good to know! <unk> he said, appearing in the room without warning and carrying his mobile phone.
She was taken by surprise, transmuting her expression from satisfaction to revolt ..., she tried yet another threat saying that it did not prove anything and if we used it could cause damage for all of us.
-I don't know, no ..., I think that Dr. Sosthenes would not approve of your behavior <unk> he said with an ironic tone <unk> You know how strict and somewhat..., misogynistic!
Immediately she fell silent, cowering on the couch and making clear her sense of defeat. He looked at me with a smile; I wanted to throw myself into his arms and fill him with kisses and caresses, feeling that he would want the same... but also knowing that he had prepared one final blow.
- Anyway, I think we can give you something <unk> he said approaching me and embracing me <unk> How about a consolation prize so that you don't leave empty-handed ..., just sit back and watch ...
"Watching what?" she asked in a discouraged tone.
- Watch how a passionate male fucks his wife! <unk> he replied proudly <unk> But you can only watch, see? You cannot participate directly ..., unless you want to masturbate!
Without wasting any time, he began to undress me ..., it was the first time in my life that I had been naked in front of other people than him ... but curiously, I felt a certain pleasure; I let him strip me completely and then did the same with him.
We began to caress each other and exchange kisses that grew deeper and more intense in the sight of her gluttonous gaze; every moment he whispered into my ear so I imagined she was not with us, but I preferred to think otherwise ..., somehow unexplainable, knowing there was an excited spectator further activated my libido.
I purposely threw myself on the couch, resting my head upon her lap while my man covered me by breaking into my wet cave with his thick rigid tool; and as he thrust his mast inside of me, I felt her hands caressing my bosoms, squeezing my nipples with an expression of pure unashamed debauchery; it was not long before she leaned over to kiss me..., offering no resistance.
It was a different kiss, but as exciting as any other; I was being permeated by the voluptuousness of that depraved female and didn't intend to resist; at the same time, I could sense my partner's growing arousal from seeing us making out, which also made me even more horny. After he had fucked me hard enough, he pulled his member out and snaked through my body until my vagina was within reach of his mouth.
At one point, she asked to lick me as well but he refused saying that my vagina belonged to him ..., this sentence caused a delicious shock of rapture for my man and leaving all reason aside I asked him to share my cave with her ... He looked at me in some surprise but did not deny. When feeling two eager tongues fucking my vagina the pleasure unfolded in an almost stunning way causing me hallucinatory sensations which I answered with screams and out-of-control moans.
Some time later, I asked for a change of position by demanding that she also be naked; I began to ride my male up and down on his member while making her put her vagina over his face so he could suck it. I don't know where I got such perversion from seeing my man sucking another butch than mine! It could only have been the moment and situation!
"Oh, my love! I want more!"
-What do you want, my female! <unk> he asked anxiously, pushing the woman aside.
"I want you to fuck my ass!" I replied in an exasperated, thoughtless tone.
He looked at me with an expression of delight and a bright smile, confirming that he too had coveted this opportunity.
I didn't wait for an answer, but squatted down on the couch and waved my ass in a welcoming manner. He slit my butt open and stuck his face into it while licking my seal. Wow! It was creepy to feel that abused tongue either lick or simulate forced penetration causing me indescribable sensations.
I looked over my shoulder and saw the bitch sucking on my man's dick, but still, excitement was at its peak! And it was a high-impact smasher when he charged into me with his spear stuck in my asshole. I don't deny that hurt badly! But I resisted! Not just for myself, but for us both. Without warning, the cunt took up position between us, passing by and fingering my grotto while asking to oil my guy's mast with her mouth.
The desire was so strong that the pain didn't last... on the contrary, I got caught up in a wave of limitless pleasure and enjoyed myself like crazy; it did not cool off to fuck my ass by punching me as hard and deeply as possible.
Suddenly, I cried out in madness as I saw myself filled by a hot and furious wave of my delicious male experiencing an indescribable delight! The member seemed to swell inside me while shedding its voluminous load; and at the end of this unusual journey there were only two full and fulfilled beings left. We tried to pull ourselves together watching the whore finish off in insane masturbation screaming and moaning like crazy.
It was dawn when she left, leaving us alone in our provocative intimacy of kisses and caresses that ended on a delicious "sixty-nine", sacramentizing the desire to unite us forever. I sucked that hard member again just for myself! Nothing else mattered to me in life but sharing days and nights beside my man!
In the days that followed, everything took a course of normality only exceeded by our sexual adventures; we hardly got home and were already naked picking each other up in all corners of the house ..., even in the laundry room where we could be caught fucking hot ... I did not care about anything else, just to feel owned by my man any way he wanted and anywhere he wanted.
And at the end of this journey I still ask if something else matters besides that! It is important to know what we are? Who we are. I think not ..., it's important for them to know that we are a couple in love and full of passion which satisfies each other and completes itself..., do you need more than that? Well, if so ... I say we are what everyone wants ... We are what they dream about and pursue throughout life.
Well, I have to go now because there's a kinky male behind me poking me with his hard member and kissing my neck so eager that he doesn't want to let go of me! Rubbing my ass on this mast just like mine and giggling at the feeling of your lips all over me ..., the night is only beginning! And it won't end before I am filled by my man!