The front door clicked shut behind Roger, and the house fell into a sudden, heavy silence. For a few seconds neither of them moved. Then Ryan stepped forward and pulled Eva into a tight hug. His arms wrapped around her waist, hands sliding straight down to grab her ass with both palms, squeezing hard. He was already semi-hard — the image of his boss openly groping his wife's ass right in front of him had done something to him he couldn't explain.
"God, Eva…" he murmured against her neck, voice thick. He kissed her hungrily, tongue sliding into her mouth as he kneaded her ass cheeks like he owned them. Eva moaned softly into the kiss, pressing her body against his, feeling his cock twitch against her stomach.
Ryan's hands roamed lower, fingers slipping under the hem of her short black dress. He lifted the fabric up over her hips, expecting to feel the lace of her panties.
There was nothing.
His fingers met bare, smooth skin and the slick heat of her freshly-fucked pussy. He froze mid-kiss.
"Ava…?" He pulled back just enough to look down. The dress was bunched around her waist, her naked pussy completely exposed — swollen, glistening, and still leaking a thin trail of Roger's cum down her inner thigh. "What the hell? You're not wearing anything down there…"
Eva gave him an innocent little smile, biting her lower lip. "Actually… when I went to the washroom earlier, it got really wet. I didn't want to make Roger wait alone for long, so I just came back like this. But he didn't notice, so it's all okay."
Ryan's eyes darkened with a mix of shock and raw arousal. His cock jumped to full hardness in his pants. "He didn't notice? He had his hand on your ass when he hugged you goodbye. Maybe he did notice…"
Eva shrugged, still smiling sweetly. "Even if he did… what's the harm? I was just being a good hostess for your promotion."
Ryan groaned. He yanked the front of her dress down, freeing her heavy breasts. They bounced out, nipples already stiff. He latched onto one immediately, sucking hard while his other hand cupped and squeezed the other tit. "You look like such a slut tonight," he growled around her nipple, teeth grazing the sensitive bud. "Dressing like this, no panties in front of my boss… what if he had noticed? What would you have done?"
Eva moaned, threading her fingers through his hair and pulling him harder against her chest. "So what? Maybe I would've done some favors for him in exchange for your promotion… hehe."
Ryan's cock throbbed painfully. He pulled his mouth off her breast with a wet pop and looked up at her, eyes wild. "You would go to that length for me?"
Eva's purple eyes sparkled with mischief. She reached down and stroked his rock-hard cock through his pants. "You want me to?"
Ryan's breath hitched. For a split second the images from the anonymous photos flashed in his mind — Eva on her knees sucking Ethan's cock with pure lust in her eyes. Now the thought of her doing the same for Roger made his head spin. "Of course not," he lied, voice hoarse. "I don't want to use you like some toy."
Eva smiled knowingly. She pushed him back onto the couch and straddled his lap, grinding her bare, cum-filled pussy against the bulge in his pants. "I know, Ryan… Now fuck me. I can't wait any longer."
Ryan didn't need to be told twice. He freed his cock, lined it up with her dripping entrance, and slammed inside in one hard thrust. Eva's pussy was soaked — warmer and wetter than usual. Roger's load was still deep inside her, making every stroke obscenely slick.
"Fuck… you're extra wet today," Ryan groaned, hands gripping her hips as he started pounding up into her. "Is this because you were sitting there with no panties in front of my boss? You liked teasing him, didn't you, you little slut?"
Eva moaned loudly, riding him hard, her heavy tits bouncing in his face. "Maybe… maybe I liked the way he looked at me. Maybe I liked knowing your boss was hard because of me…"
Ryan's thrusts grew rougher. He sucked on her bouncing tits, then looked up at her with dark eyes. "You're such a whore tonight, Ava. Walking around with your pussy out, letting another man grab your ass right in front of me… You love being a dirty little cock-tease, don't you?"
"Yes!" Eva cried, grinding down on his cock. "I'm your dirty whore, Ryan! Fuck me harder — use your slutty wife!"
Ryan flipped her onto her back on the couch, spreading her legs wide and hammering into her. "That's right. Take this cock, you filthy bitch. Your pussy is so sloppy tonight — did you get this wet thinking about my boss fucking you instead of me?"
Eva's eyes rolled back in pleasure. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. "Mmm… maybe… maybe I was imagining him bending me over the dinner table while you were in the kitchen…"
Ryan's hips snapped faster, the wet sounds of their fucking filling the room. He remembered the anonymous photos again — Eva's lust-filled eyes as she sucked Ethan's cock. The image mixed with tonight's events and made him lose control.
"You'd really do it, wouldn't you?" he growled, pounding her mercilessly. "You'd spread your legs for my boss like a cheap whore if it got me that promotion. Say it. Tell me you're my promotion slut."
"I'm your promotion slut!" Eva screamed, cumming hard around his cock, her pussy clenching and gushing. "I'd fuck anyone you want if it helps you — I'm such a dirty wife!"
Ryan fucked her through her orgasm, then pulled out and flipped her onto all fours. He slammed back in from behind, spanking her ass hard. "Look at this ass… shaking for me like a whore. You loved it when Roger grabbed it, didn't you? Bet you wanted him to bend you over and fuck you right there on the couch while I was in the kitchen."
Eva pushed back against him, moaning like a bitch in heat. "Yes! I wanted him to use me! I wanted to be your boss's little fucktoy while you made dessert!"
Ryan's dirty talk grew filthier, his thrusts brutal. He called her every name — whore, cum-dump, cock-sleeve, office slut — while he railed her. Eva came again and again, loving every second, feeding him more dirty encouragement.
"Fill me, Ryan! Cum inside your cheating whore wife!"
He finally exploded, burying himself deep and pumping rope after rope of hot cum into her already-filled pussy, mixing with Roger's load. Eva shuddered through one final orgasm, collapsing onto the couch in a sweaty, satisfied heap.
They lay there panting. Ryan's post-nut clarity slowly returned. He stared at the ceiling, the earlier photos of Eva with Ethan flashing in his mind again, now mixed with tonight's events.
*No… Ava would never actually do that. It must have been Ethan forcing her… and tonight was just Roger being drunk and handsy.*
He kissed her forehead gently. "I love you, Eva."
She smiled, cum leaking from her well-fucked pussy. "I love you too, baby."
Ryan's jaw tightened. Today was the promotion dinner. Sunday… Sunday he would plan something big for Emily.
"Just you wait Ethan."
**End of Chapter 63**
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