The following weeks were quite uneventful apart from the usual cheeky comments and flirts from the farm hands even Dave the farmers son had stopped messaging for lunchtime blow jobs and life on the farm seemed to have settled down.

My husband and I had continued our own swinging adventures with visits to Chameleons and meets from this site. Every now and then I’d have a lunchtime meet with a guy and film whilst sucking them off in the car before sending my husband these videos to keep him turned on. I even popped up to Cannock Chase alone a few times during my lunch hours to tease and flash the odd lucky daytime dogger that happened to be up there.

My boss was in his sixties and a great boss, he was also good friends with my husband. His relaxed views on timekeeping were certainly something I took full advantage of when enjoying my lunchtime meets! He’d never shown any interest in me sexually even though we were very open with each other when discussing certain limited aspects of our sex lives and I’d certainly never thought about playing with him partly cause he was a friend of my husbands and partly cause I didn’t fancy him in the slightest.

One afternoon the old farmer popped in to see him and as I led him to my bosses office he made sure he took the opportunity to grope my bum discreetly. I made them both a coffee and left them to chat, as our offices were next to each other I could hear them both having a laugh and chatting away. I could tell they were talking about things they didn’t want me to hear as they lowered their voices at times which I found strange.

After about half hour my boss called me back to the office and as I walked in I could see he was a bit stern looking which was unlike him. “John here has been telling me about some of the things that have been going on the farm recently and the distraction you’re becoming to his guys. He says they take any opportunity they can to go past the office to chat with you and he needs them to stop. He also tells me that you’ve been using the office on weekends for extra marital events”

It was obvious that the farmer had told him some but not all of what had gone on and as my boss didn’t know I was a swinger or that my husband was cuckold I couldn’t really say some things I wanted to in my defence. I started to say sorry but was cut off by the old farmer “ I’d also like you to stay away from my son and stop using the farmhouse as a knocking shop!” I was absolutely fuming but felt unable to say anything as my boss was there already looking stern.

The farmer stood up and went to leave brushing past me as he walked to the door but instead of leaving he shut the door before returning to stand behind me. “I think you need to apologise properly to me young lady” he said as his rough hands reached round cupping my 36c tits and his belly pressed against my back. I turned to face him and was about to say “stop” before I felt his hand grab a handful of my hair and his lips close round my mouth muffling anything I was about to say.

It took milliseconds for my hormones to take over and instead of pushing away I found myself kissing back with my tongue exploring his mouth as his hands fondled my arse pulling my dress up to expose it to my boss who was still sitting in his chair. As we stood kissing I’d stopped thinking of where I was and instead was focused on try to unzip the farmers trousers to release his bulge.

The farmer unzipped my dress and I shrugged it off leaving me in my underwear and heels, his cock was now in my hand and it was dripping wet with pre cum. I lowered myself to my knees and took him into my mouth slowly sucking and wanking him as he turned to my boss and said “ I told you what a slut you had on your hands, now do you believe me?” I turned to my boss while still having the farmers cock in my mouth and his face was totally stunned.

He just couldn’t believe what was going on in his office with his mates wife sucking off a guy 40 years older than her. I could see he was torn between wanting to join in or not and by this stage I couldn’t care less if he did or not as the farmer had started to slowly face fuck me. The old farmer stripped out of his clothes and lay down on the floor before getting my head between his legs again. I was face down ass up as I explored his balls and licked between his ass and balls up to his shaft and head.

Then I felt my bosses hands on my ass as he pulled my panties to one side, he’d undressed while I was sucking and any thoughts of not fucking his mates wife had totally gone out of his head. I felt him run a finger between the lips of my pussy parting then and opening up my dripping pussy before he pushed his cock balls deep into me making me moan onto the farmers cock.

I couldn’t believe these two old men were spit roasting me on the floor of my office and I was loving every second of it. My boss was fitter than the fat farmer and his had a surprisingly long cock which was hitting the spot and It wasn’t long before I collapsed onto the farmers belly with my first orgasm. They started laughing saying “the slut really loves white cock, her hubby must be a waste of time sexually for her to be so randy all the time” I couldn’t argue with this as my husband would often cum in seconds when we fucked.

My boss was getting more frantic as he fucked me and I could tell he was close before he pushed deep into me and I started to feel his cock pulsing and unloading all his hot seed into my fertile pussy. The farmer pulled my head down onto his cock making me gag and I knew he was about to cum as well, I tried to move my mouth away as I don’t swallow but he just wouldn’t let me and fed me all his cum making me swallow his load.

They both stood up and offered me their cocks to clean in turn which I gladly obliged licking their balls and cocks clean. I sat on the floor with cum round my mouth and make up ruined as the two old guys laughed about my slutty nature. My boss decided to take a few pics to wank over later as he said to the farmer whilst taking them.

I stood up grinning to myself, pleased with my work for the afternoon and the thought that these two men who would never have been able to fuck a young Indian girl like me had had their fantasy fulfilled. I picked up my dress and slowly put it on as they both dressed and tried to make myself look half presentable before walking out.

I went over to the farmer and gave him a kiss before starting to walk out the door when he invited me to a get together he was having with something called 41 club in a few weeks that both him and my boss were members of. “ I’ll see if I can” I said having no intention of showing up but knowing full well what would be expected of me if I did!.....