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Lithuanian Wife and Cock Slut in London
Date: 1/7/2016, Categories: Cuckold, Author: edlangston, Rating: 19, Source: LushStories
the game room and living room of Nitin’s beautiful home near Elmstead, and had a disc jockey to play music and an open bar. Most of his parties did not include music and dancing, so that was a real treat. Pedro and I had more to drink than usual and were dancing earlier in the evening. Later, he was off talking with his coworkers in the other room when Nitin asked me to dance. Most of the other wives had gone to Nitin’s library room to talk, since they got bored of all of the shop talk among the men. We took to the dance floor and enjoyed two fast songs, before the DJ played several slow songs in a row. Nitin maneuvered us to a darkened corner of the room and held me close as we danced. Then he nuzzled my neck and whispered into my ear saying, “Isabel, you look so lovely this evening and your perfume is very sexy. I’m so happy to be alone with you like this after all of times you have teased me with your beautiful body. I was hoping that you would be willing to slip away with me to the water closet (restroom) for a few minutes, to show your appreciation for what I am doing for Pedro.” Nitin is two inches taller than me, and he was holding me so close that I felt his cock bulge pressing into my lower belly. My mind was a little foggy from the drinks I had, but I was alert enough to know what he wanted. I was curious about Pedro and asked, “What do you mean, Nitin? Pedro hasn’t told me anything that you are doing for him.” He held me even tighter and whispered, “I haven’t ... told anyone else about this yet. Now that our big project is over, I will need to lay off five of my men. I thought that you would want to help me make the decision to keep Pedro on the payroll. You can’t be so innocent, after the way you have flirted with me over the past several years. I also know that many Lithuanian women like men with dark skin and their big cocks.” I wanted to help Pedro keep his job, and I was also becoming aroused at the way that older man was asserting himself with me. He was making me feel like a cheap whore again, and he had no idea of the affect that was having on me. He could see the acceptance of the situation in my eyes. As he discreetly led us to the water closet down a long hallway, I was worried about Pedro seeing us and asked, “What about Pedro? He might be looking for me.” Nitin laughed, “Don’t worry about Pedro interrupting us. I told two of my Indian employees, Hadi and Sanu, that I wanted to try to get you alone. They have been occupying Pedro’s time in the other room, and making sure that he has had many drinks. For all I know, he could be passed out by now.” We walked in and he turned on the light and locked the door behind us. Then he pushed me up against the sink basin and kissed me deeply. I was again reminded of my first experience with Darijus, and I pushed my tongue back into his mouth as we kissed passionately. Nitin wasted no time in running his hands over my braless breasts that were covered only with my skimpy black dress. He ...