Crazy Sex Adventures(Erotica)

The next night, Connie is home and after a pleasant dinner, we settle down on the couch to watch a movie. Lately, her lounging outfit has consisted of just an oversized T-shirt and panties. Without a bra, the flimsy material of the T-shirt clings to her breasts, creating a clear outline of her sumptuous nipples. She sits on the couch and tucks her legs under her. I’ve seen her naked on my computer, but it’s not the same as seeing her in this skimpy outfit sitting next to me. My cock is on the rise and I’m trying not to let her see the bulge in my jeans. She fiddles with the remote and finds an eighties movie that we’ve both seen, but don’t mind seeing again.

“Um, Mr. D?” Connie says, looking over at me. “Would it be alright with you, if I brought someone to the house?” She says, looking a little more sheepish than I’ve ever seen her. I think I know what she means, but I play dumb.

“You mean invite someone over for dinner?” I ask, keeping my eyes on her face instead of her nipples, as they try to poke through the thin material of her shirt.

“No… not dinner.” She stammers. “You know, invite someone to my room… after a date.” She says, her eyes on her lap, instead of looking at me.

“Oh!” I say. “Sorry, I misunderstood.” Reaching over, I lift her chin with my fingers, making her look at me. “Connie, this is your home, now. You’re an adult. Of course you can invite someone to your room.” I smile at her, and my cock continues bulging my pants, as I think about watching her and Chris fuck in her room.

“Oh Mr. D!” She says, springing up to her knees on the couch and wrapping her arms around me. “You’re the best!” The blood surges into my cock, as her breasts push against my arm, and I can’t do anything to hide it.

“I would only hope you take all the appropriate safety precautions.” I say, sounding uncharacteristically parental. “Is it Chris you intend to invite over?” I ask.

“Yes!” She answers enthusiastically, sitting back down on the couch, but keeping her body against mine. “He has his mother living with him, so we can’t go back to his place and we don’t want to risk being seen by any coworkers going into a hotel.” She explains, while she cuddles up to my side. My cock is rock hard and I’m enjoying the warmth of her body against me, even if she is talking about fucking someone else. If she notices my bulge, she doesn’t let on.

“Be careful of office romances, Connie.” I say, smoothing her hair with my hand. “In my experience, they are never secret for very long, no matter how discreet you think you’re being.”

“I know.” She says, leaning her head on my shoulder. “But some things are worth the risk, aren’t they?” She asks.

“Yes.” I answer. “I guess they are.” I put my arm around her and hold her tightly against me, wishing we could sit like this every night. We watch the rest of the movie this way, though I admit that the smell of her shampoo and the warmth of her body, keep me more captivated than the plot of the movie and my cock pretty much stays hard the whole time.

The next date Connie has with Chris, I lie awake waiting to hear their footsteps on the stairs. Given that they have a place to be alone, I can’t imagine they’ll be very late. I smile at the accuracy of my prediction, when I hear them at the front door, a little after ten. I’m sitting naked, in my control room, my cock already hard with anticipation, when they burst into Connie’s room, tearing at each other’s clothing.

Connie has Chris’ shirt off and is unbuckling his pants when Chris interrupts her to pull her blouse over her head. Lifting her arms, he removes her blouse and quickly unfastens her bra. Shrugging out of it and tossing it aside, she again attacks his pants, while he caresses her bare tits, lifting and squeezing them.

“God, Connie!” Chris sighs. “Do you even know how sexy you are?” He asks, pulling her against him, as he crushes his lips against hers.

“I know how horny I am.” She moans, breaking the kiss and pulling his slacks and underwear down with one quick tug.

“Mmmm.” Connie says. “What have we here?” Wrapping her fingers around his hard cock and leading him over to the bed.

“The physical manifestation of my affection for you, my dear.” He says, pulling off his shoes and socks, and lying on his back on Connie’s bed. Give me a fucking break! Physical manifestation, my ass! Connie unzips her skirt, letting it fall to the floor and then climbs up between his legs on the bed.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time.” Connie says, as she wraps her lips around the head of his cock. I zoom the camera in ultra close and watch her lips glide up and down his cock, leaving a thin coating of saliva around his hard shaft. I’m secretly pleased that his cock is about the same length as mine and not as thick. I know Connie will never have the opportunity to compare, but it fuels my fantasy, as I stroke my rigid member.

Glancing at the other monitor, I catch the smug look on Chris’ face. As someone who has made their living in corporate security, I’ve learned to read expressions and I’m instantly disgusted with what I see on Chris’ face. There is no sense of passion or intimacy in his expression; all I read is conquest. The fucking bastard! He’s just using her! The smirk on his lips, as he places his hand on the back of her head and pumps his cock into her mouth, says it all.

My anger builds, as I watch him tense his legs and hold her head. The camera is still zoomed in on Connie’s mouth as she swallows repeatedly, draining every drop of cum from this asshole’s cock.

“Fuck! That was amazing!” Chris says, stroking Connie’s hair, as she worshipfully sucks and caresses his cock back to life. In no time, he’s rock hard again and Connie is pulling her thong off and getting ready to straddle his fully recovered cock. What about safe sex, I want to yell, as she impales herself on Chris’ naked cock. I am fuming at his arrogance, yet mesmerized at the sight of his cock disappearing between her pussy lips, as she bounces up and down on him. I shut off the monitors, as Chris is reaching for her tits. I can’t watch anymore of this.

Goddamn it! What am I going to do? I can’t let her get hurt, but how do I explain my suspicions? I certainly can’t tell her it was the expression on his face when you sucked him off! I lie on my bed, all thoughts of jerking off having vanished when I saw Chris’ face. I focus on calming my breathing and try to analyze this like any other security breach. It only takes a few minutes of rational thinking to devise a plan of action. I need to find out everything I can about this guy. Shit, I don’t even know his last name.

I’m still lying there an hour later, when I hear the shower. Turning on the bathroom monitor, I verify that they are both in there. I can’t help watching for a minute and my cock stirs, as Chris lathers soap all over Connie’s luscious tits. Switching off the monitor, I pull on my pants and grab a pen and my notebook.