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Subject: {ASSM} Cristina and her boss (M/FFF, FF, wife)
Date: Mon, 21 May 2001 20:10:02 -0400
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WARNING: This story is fiction, and should be treated
as such.  The
following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS
ONLY, and contains
descriptions of explicit sex.  If you are not an
adult, or reading sex
stories upset you, DO NOT read any further.  If it is
illegal in your
georgraphical location, DO NOT read it.

Cristina and her boss (M/FFF, FF, wife)

by nujbaf (nujbaf@yahoo.com)

	My husband, Chuck, was trying to sneak a large
multipack of chocolates into our shopping cart.  He
failed miserably.  I gave my exasperated look but
right after we broke into laughter.  At thirty-nine,
my husband should control what he eats.  I let it go
this time and continued shopping in the large
membership warehouse store.

	At thirty-seven, I still attracted the eyes of men. 
I could always catch them taking a look at my exotic
features; my light amber eyes,  my full pouty lips and
my fair olive skin tone.  When I had first come to
America from the Philippines at the age of twenty-two,
men had openly proposed for sex whenever I was alone
in public.  I had never told my husband of those
episodes.

	My husband was busy checking out some trousers when
my eyes rested on a sight that drained all the blood
out of my face.  The face I saw belonged to an aged
Zack Ivanis.  He was calmly shopping with his wife.

	"I'm not feeling well.  I'm going to rest in the car.
 You go ahead and finish up shopping," I told Chuck.

	"OK, honey," my husband said.

	I avoided Zack Ivanis as I slipped out of the store. 
I was glad that we had parked in the shade.  As I sat
down my mind went back to the events that began 14
years ago.

         Working at Z.I. Industries was my third job. 
I was twenty-three at that time.  With my looks I knew
I would get the job.  Even on my first two jobs, I was
hired on the spot.  However on those first two jobs,
my bosses had their hands all over me and finally I
had to quit.  I never told my husband the reasons for
quitting and he started to rile me as to why I
couldn't stick to a job.

          Zack Ivanis was different or so I thought. 
In fact he ignored me quite a lot.  I worked with two
other Filipinas and besides Zack, we were the only
ones in the office.  The other three employees worked
in the warehouse.  My job was invoicing the sales,
keeping customer files and making sure the company got
paid.  I thought it was a coincidence that all three
of us were young attractive females.  All of us were
also married.  I got paid $800 per month which was
what the ongoing rate for clerical work was at that
time.  I had spoken too soon when I told my husband
the night before that I think I will stick to this
job.

          "Yes, Mr. Ivanis," I spoke timidly when he
called me into his office.

          "I have a proposition for you," he said.  "I
want you to work until 8:00 pm daily like the other
girls.  You will get paid more.  Will that be OK?"

          "I have to discuss that with my husband," I
replied.

           "You will be paid $1000 more per month if
you agree now," my boss said.

          At first my mind started to do the math and
I had gotten excited about what that money would do
for Chuck and I.  Then I asked, "What do I do until
8:00?"

            I remembered how my skin crawled when he
said, "Get naked.  Have sex.  The usual."

           I got furious and said, "You must have
mistakened me for something else."

           "OK, no problem.  You're fired," he said.

          I stormed out of the room with tears in my
eyes.  I started to gather my things and noticed the
other two women's eyes on me.  I realized that they
knew I was propositioned like they had probably been. 
The only difference was that they had accepted.  

           I got into my beat up car and realized that
I didn't know how to break the news to my husband.  I
just didn't want to tell him the truth.  That men
everywhere wanted to have sex with me.  Still I had to
make a decision.   I decided it was better to have sex
with that man than to go back to Chuck and tell him
that I have quit my third job in nine months.

           I knew it was the most heinous act what I
did.  I cheated on my dear husband.  I allowed another
man to have my body and to defile my soul.  I walked
back in and agreed to his proposition.

          "Good," he said.  "Let me see what you got."

          "Right now.  Here." I said.

          He nodded.

          It was 4:00 pm and anyone could have walked
into his room.  So here I was, beautiful Cristina in
her prime, getting naked for her boss.  I never forgot
how I removed my clothes.  It wasn't easy.  I nearly
changed my mind five times.  I removed my blouse first
and saw his hungry eyes staring at my bra.  Holding my
tears, I unzipped my skirt and let it fall down.  I
felt dirty and cheap.   He was staring at my crotch. 
I wanted to hide.  I couldn't get myself to remove my
bra but he started to get impatient.  So I unhooked
and slowly let it slide down, exposing my perfectly
formed breasts to this man.  His eyes actually popped
when he saw how beautiful they were.  Finally I had to
face my final shame.  I showed him my bare ass and my
pussy as I removed my panties down my legs.  He knew I
was a beauty and he whistled in appreciation.  I just
stood there naked trying not to look at his face. 
Then he told me to get dressed and get back to work.

	I was very embarrassed when I left his office.  My
colleagues knew I gave in and would now be their
partner in crime.  For the next two hours I considered
to still quit.  After all he only got to see my naked
body.  He hadn't yet had the privelege of entering my
precious glory hole.  Then I rationalized that I would
immediately look for another job while becoming a slut
for my boss.  In a week or two, I'd inform my husband
that I got a better job and leave Z.I. Industries.  If
it was only temporary, I thought I could manage it
without too many emotional scars.

	So when the time came and the warehouse workers had
left, Emma, Milla and myself went to his private room
which I hadn't known existed prior to that day.  It
was interesting to see that my boss had everything
planned.  The room wasn't large but it had a
comfortable king size bed, a large T.V., a
refridgerator, a couch and a little kitchenette.   My
expectations were that we would undress, lie on the
bed, opened up our legs and let Mr. Ivanis have his
way with us.

	Milla and Emma showed me the ropes.  Mr. Ivanis sat
on the couch and watched the show.  They sandwiched me
from the back and front, their hands exploring my
body.  Milla had unbuttoned my blouse and rubbed her
palms over my bra covered breasts.  I figured that he
wanted us to fondle each other as we removed our
clothes.  So I grabbed Emma's behind and pulled down
her pants.  I was rewarded with two well shaped cheeks
seperated by the thong that she wore.  I massaged her
ass and also caressed inside her crack.  I had never
been with another woman, but getting intimate with
Emma's buttocks was thrilling.

	"Cristina is a quick learner," Emma said to Mr.
Ivanis.

	I didn't realize that my bra had been removed
already.  Milla's hands grabbed my open breasts.  I
liked the way she lifted each one up.  My boss enjoyed
the view of my young body topless with just my shoes
and skirt.

	I don't know why but I was really getting into this. 
I thought I would feel disgusted and violated.  Just
the wickedness of being married and exhibiting my body
to my boss was now thrilling.  I hadn't expected this.
 I had expected to be just sexually violated rather
than pleasurably participating in a sort of a sexual
blooming.

	With hunger never felt before, I french kissed Milla.
 Not expecting my move, Milla now only in her bra and
panties was startled.  But soon she responded in kind
as our tongues played with each other.  Emma had
tugged down my skirt and removed my panties.  Milla's
bra was remove by Emma.  Emma from behind held Milla's
breasts so that as we continued kissing our nipple
were rubbing each other.

	Since I was the only one fully naked, I took off
Emma's blouse, her bra and her thong.  I removed
Milla's panties as well.  Emma and Milla were totally
shaven between their legs.  I pressed their bodies
together, went down on my knees and alternatively
kissed their pussies.  I wanted to tell them that my
face belonged at their crotch always willing to suck
them.

	"Very good.  The three of you complement each other
well."  Mr. Ivanis stood up and approached us naked
women except for our shoes.

	He got in between us and we intertwined our arms and
pressed our pussies and breasts onto his clothed body.
 I glanced at the mirror and what reflected to my eyes
seemed surreal.  I couldn't believe it was me stark
naked with two other Filipinas pressed against this
man who was not my husband.  

	Three pairs of hands explored this man's body as it
removed its clothes.  I cupped his huge balls as we
made our way to the bed.  I thought the fucking would
commence now but taking my cue from the others we just
cuddled and explored each other.  Mr. Ivanis was on
his back, his sizeable erection standing to full
attention.  It was definitely bigger and longer than
Chuck's.  I wondered how it would feel once he had it
all the way in me.

	"I just want to hold it," I said as I enveloped my
left hand on the base of his cock.

	"You like it?"  My boss sounded pleased.

	"You can't have it all," Emma said.  She was lying on
the other side of my boss, her right hand clutching
the top of his handsome penis.  

	Milla was on top of our boss.  "You have to share,
Cristina," she said.

	"But this is my first time," I said.  I liked the way
Mr. Ivanis had his arm around me, lovingly holding my
breast.

	My boss supported me.  "Yes, she is right.  I will
have to give her the special treatment. A one time
deal."  He got off the bed and position the three of
us side by side all on our backs.  I was in the middle
surrounded by Emma and Milla snuggling their bodies to
mine.  My legs were open, one rested over Emma's
thighs, the other over Milla's.

	His cock ready for action, Mr. Ivanis had a big smile
as he took in the view of the three naked women on his
bed.  Outside, the rumblings from the 18 wheelers
became more infrequent as it started to get dark.

	Once when I told Chuck my sexual fantasy of being an
offering to someone in power in a public venue naked
in front of many people, he was quite disturbed.  It
was a secret turn on for me to be in such a situation.
 However I never would have turned this fantasy into a
reality.  Now I felt in a way this fantasy was being
fulfilled.   My boss was going to fill and stretch my
pussy with his strong cock.  All I was missing is an
audience to watch me being gloriously fucked.

	As one would say, the parting of the labia had
commenced.  His cock was only in an inch inside me and
he stopped there.

          "Push it all the way in me," I said.  With
his strong arms, he managed to remain hovered over the
three of us.  I tried pushing my pussy up to envelope
this cock.

         Sliding up and down in millimeters, his cock
was slowly getting deeper into me.  It was my first
time having anyone else's cock in me besides my
husband.  I didn't realize that it would feel so good.
 But my boss kept teasing me.  Now he had half his
cock in me.  I wanted him to plunge that thing in me
and start some quick and strong strokes.  But he kept
it on.   Getting in just little by little.

          Milla had her hand on his balls, playing
with it.  Emma was gently pinching my nipples.

          "Stop teasing me," I begged.

          "Ask him nicely," Milla said.

          "Please put your cock all the way in me?" I
asked.  My boss's face was about a feet above mine. 
He eyes was looking deep into mine.  He was savoring
his moment of victory.

          With one push, he buried his cock in me. 
"Oh, fuck..Oh, fuck," I kept moaning.  This was too
much for me.  My boss was kissing me all over my face.
 Our lips met and then our tongues.

	To be fucked like this was unbelievable.  He kept
plunging to the hilt, his sack bouncing off my ass.  I
always knew there had to be more to sex.  I hadn't
felt these sensations with my husband.  Zack grinded
into me, touching all the right places.  Chuck would
only slip inside, like a tourist really never getting
to know the place.  

	I moaned uncontrollably.  Milla and Emma knew my
husband paled in comparison as I acted like a girl who
just figured out what sex was.  Zack was superb.  That
sensation started.  But it was different, I could
tell.  Like the Richter scale, the difference between
a 3 and 6 was exponential, I then knew sex with Chuck
was pathetic.  I was in for a major one and my only
regret was it was coming too soon.

	I must have sounded like a whimpering idiot as waves
and waves of pleasure sensations overroded my nerve
ends.  The involuntary twitching and the gush in my
cunt signalled the coming of the biggest orgasm I had
ever had.  I never could recall the words that escaped
my mouth.  "Oh, fucking shit," being repeated like a
broken record was my best guess.  

	I laid there for what seemed like eternity.  I knew
Zack had spilled his seed in me but I was so focused
on myself that I missed the event.  I had joined the
sisterhood of sluts.  Zack was still on me.  Emma and
Milla were lovingly caressing us.  Their fingers
touching my spent body told me that they had shared in
this experience of mine.

	Zack went back to his couch.  Semen was oozing out of
my pussy.  Emma and Milla then did one of the most
beautiful thing.  They both lapped up my pussy clean
taking in our boss's cum.  It became a tradition.  The
other two would lick clean the one that just got
fucked.

	There was more fucking, cock sucking and pussy
licking that night.  I didn't look for another job.  I
also tried pushing my husband's cock deeper into me
but I couldn't get any satisfaction, so I kept working
for Zack a little over two years.

	Zack was true to his word.  $1000 cash every month
was the icing to the cake.  That money went to my
elder sister like clockwork.  She put it in mutual
funds on my behalf.

	"Where do you get this money?"  Irene used to ask
with that suspicious look of hers.  When I'd left Z.I.
Industries, that money was the down payment to our
first home.

	"Mama saved that money for me," I explained to Chuck.

	About seven months after having sex with my boss,
Milla arranged for her husband to work for Z.I.
Industries in the warehouse.  He was a sweet guy and
he had no clue that his new boss had been and was
still fucking his wife.  Few months after that, Emma
was gone.  Two weeks later, Lourdes, a stunning
beauty, took her place and joined our tryst.

	The day did come that my boss got bored of me.  He
needed a fresh face and a fresh body, I guessed.  Zack
had become so much a part of my sex life.  I had
relied on him to get me where my husband couldn't.  I
did not know how I was going to live the rest of my
life without someone who could get me that certain
sexual gratification.

          I had even flirted with one of my subsequent
bosses.  Finally when he made his move and we had sex
on the floor of his office, it was disastrous.  There
was no magic.  The next three weeks after that was
miserable.  He kept wanting more of me and I was no
longer interested.  I reluctantly allowed him to fuck
me and sucked his cock everyday until I quit.

          For seven years after I left Z.I.
Industries, I would occasionally drive by at precisely
8:00 pm to see who was leaving from Zack's business. 
Milla had long left, but I always saw two or three
fresh faces and young bodies jovially making their way
out to their cars.  I knew that afterglow after a good
orgasm and I wanted to go back and be there.  But  I
drove back home with an empty feeling. 

          One day when I drove by Z.I. Industries, I
noticed everything was boarded up and the building was
up for lease.  I got off my car and went to the door. 
There was no sign whether the company closed or moved.
 With a tear in my eye, I placed my head on the door
and left.

          I was in such a reverie that I didn't notice
Chuck had opened the trunk and was loading all the
purchases.  I was back in the present. 

         "Are you OK, honey.  You didn't look too good
there," my husband said.

          "I'm much better now," I replied.

           "Good," Chuck said.  He got into the
driver's seat and started the engine.  "As I was
waiting in line this guy asked me if I wanted to sell
my home or buy a new home.  He gave me his card." 

          I took the card from his outstretched hand. 
I had on a wry smile as I saw the name of Zack Ivanis
on the card.  I rolled down the window and tossed the
card out.  Chuck didn't know that Zack Ivanis had
already helped us buy a home.


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