Talking with Debbie Ch. 05

"'Oh there is just one more thing,' Louise says. Turning to Tony she hands him a piece of paper. 'I want you to read that out to Debbie please Tony. You're only reading what I've written so don't worry.'

"I am puzzled by this and give Louise a quizzical look. She grins wickedly at me. Tony is examining the piece of paper. He looks at Louise he nods encouragement and then he turns to me. He does a deep swallow and says shakily, 'will you fuck me?'

"The bitch! She knows I won't say no. I lower down my chair and think 'my God, I'm really going to do it. With Tony! I am going to fuck Tony.' And I really want to, not because I fancy him or anything, but just because I am so aroused I know I have to do it. I look him firmly in the eyes and say with as much courage as I can muster, 'yes.'

"'I'll leave you to it,' Louise says, zipping her top up and closing the door.

"Tony is just standing in front me, dumbfounded. I figure the only way to do this is to play the role, to get into character. So I reach across the desk and stroke his hard cock through his trousers. 'Is this for me Tony?' I ask, licking my lips.

"'God, yes,' he moans. I unzip his trousers and fish out his cock. It is rock hard, of about medium length but quite thick. It feels hot and pulsating in my hand. Sure enough, the helmet glistens with pre-cum. I slowly wank him and he arches his back, groaning.

"'Have you been wanking your cock thinking about me Tony?' I tease him.

"'Yes, I love to think about fucking you.'

"I pull him around to me and take his cock in my mouth. I suck it down to half its length and then slowly back up again. 'Do I do this when you are wanking about me?'

"'Yes,' he moans. I am worried that he will come soon, and I really do need a fuck.

"I pull him down and say, 'Tony, did you like looking at my pussy?'

"He nods and I place his hand on it. 'Feel how wet it is Tony.' He pushes his finger in to my slit and I shudder. It feels so good to have someone else touching it after this day. 'I would like you to lick it for me Tony.' He goes down on his knees and begins to lick my pussy, pushing his tongue in and out of my slit. He isn't particularly good at it, and he ignores my clit, but in my heightened state it feels fantastic. I let out a long groan and writhe about on my seat. He continues like this for a few minutes and then I think it is me who is danger of coming, so I pull him up and say, 'fuck me Tony. Fuck me over my desk with that hard cock of yours.'

"I stand up and bend over the desk, lifting my skirt up over my arse. He unbuckles his trousers and pulls his pants down. He positions himself behind me and pushes his cockhead against my pussy. I open my legs a little and with a grunt he slides it in. I gasp in pleasure, I have been longing for this all day and it almost makes me come instantly. He doesn't have much technique, but I am not interested in sophistication, I just want a good fuck. After a few slow thrusts he increases his rhythm and is soon banging into me. I am pushed onto the desk with each thrust. It feels unbelievably good and I am moaning with every action. I am quite delirious now, after the hours of excitement beforehand. I look up and see Louise, Cathy and Stefan all standing by the window watching us. Louise and Stefan are grinning while Cathy looks shocked. I know it will be detrimental to my work status but I can't stop now, can't think of anything except the sex I am having right now. If anything the audience excites me even more and I shout out, 'fuck me Tony, make me come!'

"He is now giving me long hard strokes, his balls slapping against my arse."

Debbie was riding me hard now, approaching her climax in both the story and real life. Her head was thrown back in abandon and she was spitting the story out now. I was trying my hardest not to come, I had to, just had to, manage to stay till the end.

"'It feels fantastic Dave, I am gripping the table as I feel myself coming. Tony is fucking me in my office and all my staff are watching and I love it, I love being the slut you wanted me to be. I scream out, 'I'm coming, I'm coming' and this massive orgasm sweeps through my body like an explosion. My stomach flips over and contracts, my head is spinning and I feel my pussy clamping around his cock in waves. He yells out and pumps me full of his come.

"God I'm coming now Dave," she said as she clenched my arms.

"Hurry up, I can't hold on," I told her.

"God, yes, yes, do you like me being a slut?"

"Yes!"

"I want to do it Dave, I want to be a slut. I'm coming Dave, I'm coming, oh jeeeeesus."

She collapsed onto my chest as I pushed myself out of my seat and shot my load deep inside her.

We stayed like that for a while, both if us panting to get our breath back. She looked up at me and smiled weakly. "Mmm," she moaned contentedly, "that was interesting."

"I'll say. You're quite a one on the quiet aren't you?" I kissed her tenderly.

We went up to bed and as we drifted off to sleep she whispered, "Dave, I have a slight confession to make." I felt a pang in my stomach as part of me had already guessed what was coming next. "Not all of that story was made up," she said in the darkness.

I was now wide awake. My mind raced. Even the merest part of that story being true changed everything. It moved it from being a fantasy to partly reality. With that one statement she had broken the boundaries between the two. I quickly recapped the whole story and my prick became hard again, reviewing it with the knowledge that some of it was true. I was in conflict with myself, my rational self wanting as little as possible to true and my libido, lustful self wanting as much as possible to be fact.

"It is all true up to a certain point and then it deviates from reality." She cuddled around me and reached down to feel my rigid cock. "I guess this means you're not angry? Sorry, it took place this week, remember when you had to leave early for that meeting? If only you had been here Dave I could have been satisfied before I went to work and I never would have put that little dress on. Can you guess the point where it becomes fiction, and what parts are true of your naughty wife?"

I gulped down and tried to play along, although my mind jumped between different parts of the story and I kept asking myself 'would she?' "Okay, well it has to have some basis in truth, so I take it you wore the dress and were feeling horny. So Louise and Cathy were dressed as you described them?"

"Oh yes, the little tarts."

Even this fact made my cock throb harder as I pictured the two girls, particularly Louise as Debbie had described her. "Then I guess you must have got aroused and so took yourself off to the toilet for some relief. I can't believe you went back to your office without knickers on though." I decided to test the waters early.

Debbie snorted, "not even close buster! It wouldn't be much of a confession if all I was admitting was wearing a slightly short dress and having a wank. Try again."

I had to collect my thoughts. If this was true then my sensible, rather prim wife had been sitting in her office in a short dress with no knickers on. That was enough to tell me that I was no longer sure who she was. I wasn't sure I wanted to hear the rest, but equally knew I wasn't going to stop. "So, does that mean that you flashed Tony your bush?"

"Mmhmm" she bit her lip and stroked my member smoothly. "Sorry darling, it was only a little bit and it was an accident. Sort of."

I lay silently for a while, thinking about what she had just said. "Are you angry with me?" she asked nervously.

"No, not at all. I'm just picturing it."

"Does it turn you on?"

"Yes," I admitted.

"Oh good. I wish you could have been there Dave, it would have been great to share with you."

"Okay, maybe you did that, partly by accident. But you're not telling me you went looking for someone to flash your bum at are you?"

She looked downward, "afraid so. It's your fault, you're the one who kept making up stories about how nice my arse was and having men look at it. I had never really thought about it before."

This was incredible. "You really flashed that guy in the kitchen your bum?"

She giggled, "yes. It was so much fun. Oh, Dave I've never done anything like that before, it was so exhilarating! I know why people go parachuting or bungie jumping now, it was such a buzz. You should have seen his face when I turned round to face him. He didn't know whether to look embarrassed, jump on me or just be happy."

"God," I said, my prick pulsating with excitement, "I wish I could have seen that. You must have looked so sexy."

"I was so aroused after that, I can't tell you."

So far it could all be interpreted as a bit of fun, but the next event would change the whole nature of our relationship. Surely this was where fiction and reality diverged? "Well, that was further than I ever thought you would go, but I know you didn't flash your pussy and masturbate in front of Glenn." She didn't say anything, but just looked in my eyes.

"No? You did?"

She nodded slightly, "sorry darling. Don't hate me. I was so excited after flashing my bum that I wasn't thinking straight."

"But Glenn? You played with your pussy.."

"My cunt Dave," she corrected me, "he called it my cunt."

"You played with your, your cunt in front of him?" I was shocked, but I couldn't make myself angry. It was by far the most exciting thing I had ever heard or imagined. I kissed her passionately and told her, "God Debbie, you are such a horny slut, I fucking love you."

She was wanking me hard now, "and you don't mind that I promised to do it again? Or that I won't be wearing any knickers at the next board meeting?"

"No," I said through gritted teeth.

"Thank you darling, I'm really looking forward to it. So do you think that is the last bit of truth?"

I was confused, "it has to be doesn't it, or else it's all true."

"Not quite. I didn't fuck Tony, but Louise and I teased him like I said. You should have seen her Dave, those enormous melons bursting out of her top. I sat there showing Tony my pussy and I flashed them my arse by the filing cabinet, but that was it, they left after that. If he had asked me to fuck him though I don't think I could have said no, I was so aroused. Would you have minded darling, would you have been upset if Tony had fucked your wife over her desk?"

"No!" I shouted as I started to come. Debbie ducked her head under the duvet and took my ejaculating cock in her mouth and swallowed down the cum. This is something she has never done before and it sent me into a delirium, thrashing around on the bed as she drained it.

I took a deep gasp as I finished coming. She brought her head up and smiled triumphantly at me.""Gotcha!" she said. "Of course I didn't do any of those things! You are a sick perv for thinking your wife would do all that! I just wanted to know how you would react. Now I know." With that she turned her back and went to sleep. I lay awake for a long time wondering whether these new version of events was the real one, and she had invented it all, or whether she had just added that in to confuse me. It was a sign of just how disorientating the whole evening had been that I was no longer sure whether my wife had masturbated for her boss or not. And even worse, whether I wanted it to be true or not.