Chapter 10 A Swinger s Party Innuendo and Lancelot Enters My Camelot
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I was in the stationery cupboard getting some paper when the bulb blew. I opened the door a crack to let in some light and picked up a new bulb. I was reaching for the light to replace it when I heard noise like a gasp. I turned and poked my head out the door.
Imagine my surprise when I saw Mr. Connor, my boss, in a tight embrace with Rose his secretary. I drew back into the shadows of the cupboard and watched. After a passionate kiss they drew apart. Mr. Connor looked like he was panting. "Go on Rose, do it!" he said.
Mr. Connor unzipped his fly and drew out his penis. It was semi erect and already at least eight inches long. Rose was watching him a look between lust and revulsion on her face. Mr. Connor took hold of her long black hair and forced her to her knees. Her eyes looked wild as his thick penis hung in front of her face. There was a long silence and then closing her eyes she said, "Okay" before she opened her mouth and started to lick the end his cock.
Mr. Connors cock was growing bigger as she licked him. It was a monster at least ten inches long and a couple thick. "Good. Now get over the desk."
Rose stood and leant forward over her desk. Mr. Connor lifted her skirt. Her curvy bottom was clad in white panties. He pulled them to one side, stared at her shaved pussy, and pushed the head of his prick into her. She shuddered as he entered her, moaning and leaning back into him. I was amazed to watch as she slowly sunk onto his whole length. Her head dropped forward and she held herself on her elbows as he fucked her from behind. He was pushing hard into her, his hands under her top pawing at her breasts.
I found my hand under my skirt, touching myself through my knickers.
Mr. Connor's orgasm was building. He was bucking faster and they were both panting. Rose mumbled something. "Again! Say it louder," Mr. Connor grunted.
"I'm a whore!" Rose said out loud.
"Again!" Mr. Connor ordered as he thrust deep into her.
"I'm a whore!"
It was at that moment I slipped. I tumbled out of the doorway with my knickers around my ankles. I had pulled them down so I could finger myself. They both turned, frozen in position, and looked at me.
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