The incident with Raef this past Friday still has me annoyed..
🕑 Added 2021-06-22 15:34:00 +0000 UTC
The incident with Raef this past Friday still has me annoyed. It’s not that I mind my sex a little rough. Especially with a y0unger bull. By nature, they’re testosterone levels drive them a little more to the aggressive side. It’s entirely to be expected.
But on Friday Raef was just a complete fucking asshole. For his part, he did text me about a half hour after I left and apologized. And then a couple more times on Saturday and once again yesterday. I still haven’t responded.
Here’s what happened after I left his office on Friday.
It being the day before my vacation, I’d already planned on not returning to work that afternoon and heading straight home. Not having my panties to collect the semen leaking from my vagina, Raef had soaked my inner thighs and skirt by the time I was pulling into my driveway. There seemed to be so much of it that I couldn’t help but wonder how amazing that orgasm must have felt to the bastard.
One of my kids was sitting at the kitchen table when I walked into the house. Wanting to avoid any lengthy discourse at that particular moment, I told him I was tired and running upstairs to take a little nap, and that we’d probably be ordering pizza later since I still had packing I needed to get done.
The reality was that I wasn’t tired in the least, I just needed some alone time to process what had happened in Raef’s office. Once in my room, I stripped off my clothes and tossed them in the hamper. Then I crawled into bed nude and buried myself in the comforter. My mind immediately turned to what had happened in Raef’s office.
How he’d so aggressively bent me over and ripped my panties, and the things he said to me while he used my pussy. Like how he loved that it gets so wet for him (that much was absolutely true. Being on my knees and pleasing an alpha male with my mouth makes my pussy wet beyond belief). But then, right before my vagina brought him over the edge, he said something else. He told me that he was going to send me off on vacation with my chiIdren carrying one of his own. Oh my…
Raef had literally mounted me from behind and taken my receptive cunt like a garden variety mongrel might mount a bitch, and in the process had gloated about the possibility of breeding his subordinate’s wife.
Without even realizing it, I found myself feverishly dipping my fingers into the still sloppy mess between my thighs, for some weird reason wanting to taste the seed of my conqueror.
The next thing I knew, I was fishing into my nightstand for my BBC dildo. I’d driven to Raef’s office horny as fuck and still hadn’t had an orgasm of my own. I had unfinished business. I didn’t even attempt to find the lube. I could tell that the remnants of my bull would be more than sufficient for that purpose.
I was cumming within a matter of minutes, remembering of all things, how I’d had to retrieve the ripped panties my sweet husband had bought for me from his boss’s floor. The last thought in my head as reached my crescendo was of Raef’s thick cock swelling even thicker inside of me just prior to his release. I imagined the powerful spasms ripping through his muscular frame as he pumped himself into me.
As soon as my orgasm subsided, I was immediately pissed at myself for having let such thoughts bring me off. But I was too emotionally spent at that point to dwell on much of anything, so I decided that a little nap would probably do me some good. I certainly wasn’t going to let one asshole ruin my much-needed vacation with my kids.
