I have to give you some context (no hate, please). Firstly, I'm married. He's a bit… I don't wanna say "weird", but that's the best word to describe him. He's this alpha-male prototype due to his uprising, but also super nice, caring, intelligent and, sometimes, he's super jealous. We're swingers, but we do everything together. I do allow him from time to time to do as he pleases with some women (not all), and once or twice he's explored the option of allowing me to do as I please, but It's true I'm a bit…. How do I put this. Slutty. He's afraid of "letting me go" and losing me. We're working on it! What you must know is that he broke some rules a couple of months ago and, as a punishment, we agreed I'd break some rules too. Once, though, so I had to choose adequately. As I mentioned, he's quite jealous, so it's not easy to get to know other guys.

Aaanyway, context given, the story!

There's this guy we've known for a while. I don't wanna be offensive at all, but he's more or less the opposite to my husband, more in touch with his feminine side. He's, as my husband says, "harmless". Nerdy, slightly fat, younger, innocent… He's helping us from time to time with our company (social media, networking, the "techy" side!). My husband doesn't feel jealous when he's around, which is interesting because once I saw his bulge (he got hard while dancing in one my classes) and I do get quite horny when we're nearby. Still, I'm more into dominant guys and I get why he thinks the guy's harmless.

Last weekend, this guy invited us to his place. He lives like a couple of hours ago from ours, so he invited us to spend the night. We needed to discuss some work-related stuff, nothing huge. It was QUITE hot, so we were sweating almost all the time. At first, everything went as expected - relaxed work-related conversations, staring at my cleavage, some jokes, more work-talk… I wasn't particularly horny that day, I remember.

At some point, my husband went to take a shower before bed, and we both knew he normally takes 15-20 minutes. His house is QUITE big, and we could perfectly hear if he stopped the shower. This is important =)

Well… I have no idea what gave me away. I am famously "easy" in my inner circle, but I have no idea how the rumours got to this guy. Clearly, they did, because as soon as my husband closed the bathroom's door, he approached. No hesitation, no doubt, no "innocence". He started massaging me, saying that I seemed too tense and over-worked. I said nothing.

Then, he got closer and closer to my boobs. I rarely wear a bra, so, easy access. Still, I said nothing. But I was breathing heavily, and I didn't make any effort to hide it.

He started playing with my nipples. Don't imagine 10 minutes of "building up" - no. My husband closed the door and, not even 2 minutes later, he was already playing with my nipples. I could feel his dick in my arm, he was slightly pushing, and I think I was slightly looking that "contact" with my arm.

I wanted to turn around, take his dick out and suck it. I truly did. But there's nothing that turns me on harder than following orders and doing EXACTLY as I'm told.

Finally, he said "would you mind turning around and taking my dick out". There was no question in his voice - it was a "kind command", my fav. I turned around, took his dick out, and immediately swallowed it all to try and make it as hard as possible - and the fucker pushed me away and slapped me!

"Did I tell you to suck it, Chris?"

My first words to him were, "I'm sorry. Please let me suck it"

He said nothing. Just approached again. I had his dick literally touching my lips, my mouth slightly opened. I was staring at him, directly in the eye, I didn't want to make the same mistake twice… So I was waiting.

And waiting…

And waiting…

(Asshole…)

He pushed harder, and, as my mouth was half opened, his dick went inside without any resistance. Still, I didn't dare to move - I just waited with his dick choking me (don't worry, I'm more than used to it). His dick got fully hard while inside my mouth, and I could perfectly feel it in my throat. When it got fully hard, I began choking, and some tears began falling down my cheeks. He just smiled, pushed even harder and warned me not to move… Until he came directly inside my throat. I had to swallow it, whether I wanted it or not.

Once he was finished, he went back to his seat, and resumed the conversation as if nothing had happened. At some point I had cum, and my chair was wet too, but I was too embarrassed to mentioned it, so I waited until my husband went from the shower to our bedroom, and this guy decided to have a shower too - then I cleaned everything up (including myself) and pretended nothing had happened.