I love Late-night Work



Admittedly I felt more than a little guilty by the time I arrived home. Luckily for me, my wife Samantha was sound asleep. I thought initially to simply take off my clothes and slip into bed beside her, without waking her, but soon after discovered I once again had a powerfully raging hard on.

Don’t get me wrong, I truly did love my wife, but for the past several months now, our sex-life had become virtually nonexistent. Between both of our jobs and the hectic schedule we’d both been keeping lately, it seemed like there was little enough time as it was in the day, and certainly no longer any real time for quality sex. If we even had sex at all, it was quick, furious and over. As I pulled up the sheets looking down at my wife, she was as usual wearing only a tee shirt and nothing else. Her exquisite looking pussy bare, available and just waiting for me.

I silently, and carefully slipped between her legs, my tongue only then beginning to ever so softly tickle the quiet un-expecting folds of her cunt.

“Whaaa?” she spoke sleepily, trying to come awake, only then realizing what was actually going on.

“Jim?”

I answered her by sucking her clit between my lips. She sighed pleasurably, her hands coming up to entangle themselves in my hair.

**

We had both lost a bit of sleep, but it had been certainly well worth it. I still felt a bit guilty, knowing fully why I had gotten home still horny and aroused, though Samantha had certainly been the willing recipient of my intentions towards her.

“Working late again tonight?” she had asked just before heading out. I didn’t think I would be, no real reason for it really, but then found myself answering just before she stepped out.

“I’m not sure yet…I’ll call you.”

**

I sat for the better part of the day at work just thinking about all that had happened the night before. I couldn’t help but wonder if Maya, Thomas, and even John would be on the tram again as they said they would be. An hour before my normal quitting time, I called Samantha at work. Once again I felt like a bit of a heel telling her I’d be working late, and not to wait up for me. It also meant I’d be hanging around the office for quite a while as well, quite unnecessarily, though I did have a book I could read and get lost in until it was actually time for me to leave.

When the time came, I made my way over to the station, wondering as I boarded if indeed they would be there as Maya said they would be. Sure enough all three of them were, and I was pleased to likewise find, I was the only one getting on to join them in the rear car, though a couple of others did board the other two cars ahead of me. There was no point in sitting away from them this time, which I didn’t, immediately walking back to where the three of them were happily and excitedly waiting for me.

“Well, I am surprised. I actually didn’t think you’d show up again,” she told me. “I know that a few things were a first for you, so I honestly wasn’t expecting it.”

“Well, yes…they were,” I freely admitted looking at Thomas. “But as strange as it sounds, I actually…enjoyed it!”

Thomas grinned, as did John, who even then had reached down, his hand rubbing the bulge in Thomas’s pants as they stood there.

“Unfortunately, we don’t have as much time tonight,” Maya said. “My husband’s actually picking me up from the station, so Thomas and John here will be traveling on to the next stop. That only leaves us…”

“Less than twenty minutes,” I said looking at my watch. Maya smiled, stood, and slipped out of her short skirt entirely.

“So…in that case, how about we simply fuck until then?” She said smiling.

It was still weird, even though I knew no one was actually watching us directly. The few people forward in the next car weren’t sitting so as to be looking our way on the one hand, though it was possible any of them could have turned around and looked back. Some few others might see us, though only for a split second or so, and probably even then not entirely sure they had seen whatever it was they had thought they’d seen as the tram whizzed by wherever it was they might have been standing.

I was still amazed at Maya’s brazenness however as she stripped out of her pull over shirt now entirely naked as she did so. “Give me five minutes warning at least…before we arrive,” she had asked. “So I can dress and move up to the next car.” Obviously she didn’t want her husband seeing her with her two friends. I knew then it was highly unlikely he was even aware of their existence.

“Sorry,” she said, handing me a condom. “But until I’ve gotten to know you a little better,” she added, smiling. I didn’t mind though, actually preferring I use one myself. Especially if either Thomas or John for that matter, had any intentions of sucking my dick again, or visa versa for that matter.

“Come on John…it’s your turn to take me in the ass tonight,” she told him excitedly, which he obviously was. There was just barely enough room for him to lay down, even then his legs bent at the knee resting on the floor as Maya positioned herself over him. I stood there watching as John’s prick slowly disappeared inside her ass. Once he was all the way inside her, he held still…waiting. “Ok…um ah…”

“Jim,” I finally said, introducing myself for the first time. Maya smiled.

“Ok Jim, your pick. You can either fuck me, or I’ll suck you off. Unfortunately, we don’t have a lot of time to do much more than that on this trip,” she added. I had never experienced a double penetration before, and wasn’t about to pass up what might prove to be my one and only shot at it. In seconds, I was buried to the hilt inside her pussy, Thomas now standing, balancing on the bench over where John was laying, though his positioning placed him at just the right height for Maya to be able to suck him while John and I fucked her together simultaneously.

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