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I have supported my wife's career goals by following her from job to job, location to location, as she worked for a large multinational corporation. Her expertise is international finance and her jobs have carried us from the east to west coast of the USA, Europe, Asia and now to South America, specifically Argentina.
My wife was promoted to be the controller for a large manufacturing facility in Cordoba. Since we both are fluent in Spanish we were excited for the move. We arrived in September as the weather was warming and immediately fell in love with our new home location.
The facility leader, my wife's boss, surprised me by the fact that she was a woman. I'll call her Evita, a brilliant and beautiful brunette with blue eyes, an incredible body and a magnetic personality. She spoke five languages, including Spanish, fluently and immediately was the center of any room she entered.
The duo of my wife and her boss was dynamic because of the combination their abilities and incredible looks.
A word about my wife. She is a mix of Korean and Mexican blood, black hair, olive skin and black eyes that command attention. She has a naturally athletic body that she keeps fit by her devotion to the gym. On top of her beauty, her financial knowledge was unmatched.
They, my wife and Evita, immediately bonded and became a fearsome team. Within the first six months of working together the facility had cut costs with no impact to people, and improved productivity and morale. They were such a good team that, behind their back, people started calling them 'Las Hermanas.'
In addition to their professional bonds they were also close on a personal basis. The corporate culture of their company rewarded performance, but it was rare to see women in top management positions. They recognized this and supported each other rather being rivals. This extended to their private lives spending social time together and I was the lucky recipient of being around two beautiful, smart and engaging women.
While my wife worked at making us a very comfortable living, I made it my mission to assume all tasks at home. Housekeeping, finances, home and auto maintenance, cooking. I didn't mind my role and as a sideline I was a successful travel writer and has been published often in travel magazines and had written several well received restaurant reviews, one, in particular, in Buenos Aires.
As we became closer to Evita, we discovered she was divorced and the mother of a wonderful set of seven year old twins, one boy and one girl, who quickly called us Tio and Tio. We had no children and enjoyed them and since we had moved into the same neighborhood I started spending time with them as well.
My wife came home one evening, and after dinner and getting ready for bed, announced that she had been scheduled to travel to corporate headquarters for a fiscal review. Evita, at the same time, had been invited to a government dinner and needed a chaperone. The twins were on holiday with their father. I was somewhat surprised Evita had no one to accompany her after my wife asked if I would be interested in going to Buenos Aries with Evita while she went to her corporate meeting.
"Really? You'd be okay with me and your boss alone in Buenos Aires?"
"Sure. I think the two of you would have a fun time and it would be good for Evita to get away from work for a few days. And you could tell me all about it when I return."
As she spoke she stripped off her clothes, Rus Escort but kept her heels on, knowing that was a turn-on for me, and continued talking.
"I know the two of you are attracted to one another and I told Evita to enjoy you."
In the past my wife had given me a few 'hall passes' to pursue other women and now I was being given another. Her only rule regarding my adventures was that she wanted details of what had gone on. My rule for her was unabashedly unreasonable; she could only sleep, could only fuck me, as long as I satisfied her sexual needs. If that ever changed, we would work that out. So far, it hadn't.
As I watched my naked wife and listened to her, my cock started growing hard.
"Evita is cautious with men because she's fearful they are after her prestige and money. Since you're not looking for that, she's comfortable with you. I'm not saying to take advantage of that, but what happens, happens. She told me she wants pampering. Show me what you woulddo for her."
By now I was naked and I approached my wife and took her into my arms. My seven inches of dick was now hard and it pressed into her stomach. I kissed her lightly on the lips and leaned down to suckle her swollen nipples. As I massaged her ass cheeks and sucked her tits, a low moan escaped my wife's lips.
I led her to our bed and pushed her onto her back.
"Baby," I said, "I'm going eat Evita's sweet pussy like this."
I spread my wife's legs apart and kissed and licked my way up to her now steaming cunt, shiny with juices flowing from her. She kept herself shaved and as my tongue licked the baldness around her labia, she cried out, "Eat my wet pussy like you're going to eat Evita's cunt!"
I plunged my tongue deep into my wife and then lifted her legs onto my shoulders so I could lick and taste her pussy, her perineum and her anal entrance. As I pushed my tongue into her asshole I could feel shivering rack her body as she was ready to explode with her first orgasm. I backed off and found her clit, rock hard the size of a large peanut, and sucked.
"Oh fuck! Don't stop! I'm cummmming!"
Waves of pleasure hit her body and I worked to hold on as she bucked. I released her from my mouth and immediately positioned my cockhead at the entrance of her vagina and forced my way into her tight, hot cunt and fucked her almost violently.
As I was nearing my own climax, my wife stopped me and said, "Stop! Stop! Let me roll over, I want you in my ass!"
We quickly repositioned and with only the juices that had spilled out of my wife to act as a lube, I pushed my dick into the tightness of her backdoor. I loved the tight feeling and wanted to be still, but my wife wasn't having it. She pressed back into me before rocking forward, then back and then forward. She was building a ruthless pace to satisfy her need for a good ass fucking. By now I was caught up in her rhythm and I was fucking her as hard as I could. She reached to her crotch and found her clit and rubbed it to enhance her budding orgasm as we fucked. Feeling the pressure buildup, I acquiesced and exploded, leaving my load of cum in her. The wave of pleasure hitting us both was palpable and satisfying. I collapsed onto my wife's back and our sweat soaked bodies slid on to one another.
When I finally caught my breath, at the same time my diminishing cock plopped out of my wife's ass and we were sated.
"Honey," my wife said, Sincan Escort "that was fantastic. Were you thinking about me or were you thinking of how Evita would feel?"
"Both." I replied. "But for sure she can't be better in bed than you."
"I hope not," she said, "but I want to know how she is in bed...I need to know the details."
A week later my wife had left and I was at the Four Seasons in Buenos Aires with Evita. When Evita and I checked in, since the company was footing the bill, we reserved adjoining rooms. Our ride from Cordova had been completely comfortable and neither of us was strained or awkward with our circumstance. I could feel we both knew what was coming and we were looking forward to it with a barely contained excitement.
Before my wife had left, she told me, "Evita is ready for you. Have fun. Remember, I like details."
Until this moment I hadn't thought of the impact of being sexual with the woman who happened to be my wife's boss. It was a unique situation highlighted by the fact they had, basically, arranged it. But I determined that I would enjoy the fact that two smart, beautiful and successful women wanted me.
We had arrived a day early in Buenos Aires to take advantage of the city and to acquaint ourselves. After getting into my room, I immediately opened the door adjoining her room. She had already done the same, so I entered her suite and found her looking outside. She hadn't noticed me, or was acting like she hadn't noticed me walk up behind her.
From behind she looked magnificent. Her dark hair flowed down her shoulders Her body was framed by the white blouse she wore over a white bra highlighting her 34DD breasts. She had on tight, red slacks and red, open toed, 4 inch stilettos.
Without a word, I stepped up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her into me as I kissed her neck. Her perfume had a citrus smell that was intoxicating. She leaned back and released a contented sigh.
"I've been directed to pamper you, and I'm going to try. I've made reservations at a restaurant that I reviewed, and the owner promises a unforgettable meal. But for now I want you to come and sit and relax while I massage your feet."
Just then the doorbell rang. I had ordered a bottle of champagne and it delivered right on time. After tipping and excusing the bellboy I opened the bottle, poured a glass for Evita and sat her on the couch.
"Please relax and enjoy your drink."
"No man has ever offered to rub my feet before. This will be a treat."
"It is my pleasure and I plan on pleasuring you as much as I am able."
Evita said, "Your wife is a generous woman. As we got to know one another she bragged on you and your...skills."
I took one of Evita's feet in my hands and slipped off her shoe. She had sexy feet with perfectly pedicured toes painted blood red, my favorite color. I had a small bottle of lotion in my pocket and opened it, spread some on her foot and started working it in with firm strokes. I innocently pressed her foot lightly against my already hard cock and, as soon as she felt my hardness, she kicked the shoe off her free foot and pushed it against my crotch.
As I massaged her foot, she moaned, "That feels fantastic."
I lifted her foot to my mouth and sucked on her big toe, much as I would soon be doing on her nipples and pussy. Evita's free foot was now rubbing against me and felt so Sıhhiye Escort good I stopped her. I didn't want to cum for the first time with Evita while my cock was still in my pants.
I stood and lifted Evita to her feet. We glided to the suite's bedroom and I ordered her to stand still. I slowly removed her blouse and then her slacks, leaving her transparent bra and thong panties.
"Now," I said, "Undress me."
Without hesitation Evita kneeled and removed my shoes and socks. Reaching up she unbuttoned first my dress shirt, then unbuckled my belt and pants. She stood up and removed my shirt, then slid my pants down and I stepped out of them. My dick was tenting my boxers and she gripped me and pulled me to the bed. She pulled my boxers off and licked the tip of my dick, tasting my pre-cum.
"My turn," I said as I stopped her. I wanted her to suck me off and I wanted to cum in her mouth, but wanted,more than anything, to please her first. I knew before our trip was over I would get my cock sucked by her, so taking care of her would be worth the wait.
I drew her into me and leaning in I kissed her. Her lips, full and Cupid shaped, parted and she forcefully probed my mouth and started our tongues wrestling. My hands roamed her chest and I pushed aside her flimsy bra and found a handful of her breast and pinched her engorged nipple.
By now she had taken a firm grip on my dick and was slowly, methodically, stoking me. I knew I wouldn't last long, this first time fucking Evita, so I knew I had to take charge.
We fell into the bed and I immediately spread her legs apart and ripped off her thong. Her pussy was glistening from the juices leaking from her wet, hot cunt and I simply position my cock at the entrance to her love channel and pushed and buried myself to the hilt in her. She screamed with pleasure and pain as she adjusted her pelvis to accept me.
I marveled at her almost perfect body. She had perfect, flawless skin. In spite of having two children, she had the body of an athlete and swimsuit model. Her breast were full, nipples dark brown surrounded by aroleas puckered with desire, her stomach flat.
As I was in her, the tightness of her cunt was amazing and I felt her using her kegels to clench, then release me, then squeeze me again. It was so erotic I started, slowly pumping in and out of Evita. She was moaning my name.
"Oh my god...fuck me! Fuck my pussy! FUCK ME!!!"
I obliged.
I fucked my way in and out of Evita's tight cunt as hard as I could. My cock was enveloped in the hot wetness and my balls slapped against her each time I pounded against her. Her legs when we started fucking were splayed wide apart, but now were wrapped around my waist.
"Don't stop! Don'tfuckingstoppp!" Evita cried out as a massive orgasm racked her body. As she came her body convulsed with pleasure. Her nails dug into my back and left scratches in my skin as my own orgasm hit me. My balls felt like the release of my sperm boiled up from the bottom of my feet and I dumped a load of my seed into the bottom of Evita's cervix. Steaming sweat from our bodies made us slippery as I collapsed onto her breasts.
We fought to catch our breath and we embraced and held on to each other, desperately not wanting the feeling of an incredible fuck to leave us. Evita kissed me, while my dick started shrinking inside her, dropping out with a 'pop.'
Evita spoke first.
"That was fantastic. Your wife was right about your skill in bed. I hope she will continue to share you after this trip."
"I don't think that will be a problem," I replied, hoping I was right.
"Tonight," Evita asked, "would you fuck me in the ass? Your wife says you are a master and I've not experienced that."
We had just started a magnificent journey...