housekeeper to hot wife
Hey friends, my name is Susan. I’m 28 years old, and my measurements are 36-30-38.
I’m 5 feet 6 inches tall, and I’m quite beautiful to look at.
I’ve been married for 2 years, but I’m not at all happy with my husband.
His name is Robert, and he’s a clerk at a government office.
He’s 35 years old, but he’s not good at all when it comes to sex.
Robert’s cock is very small—about 4 inches.
And the biggest problem is that he cums very quickly.
Whenever we have sex, he finishes his work in 1-2 minutes.
I’m always left unsatisfied.
My pussy remains thirsty, and I keep tossing and turning all night.
I work in a home—as a cook and housekeeper.
The owner’s name is Ryan. He’s 30 years old and a businessman.
He’s been married for only 1 year, and his wife’s name is Tiffany.
Tiffany is very beautiful—her measurements are 34-26-36, and she looks like a model.
Last month, Tiffany went to her parents’ home in Denver.
She’s gone for 3 months because her mother is sick. Now Ryan is alone in that big mansion.
Ryan likes me very much. He compliments my work and often gives me tips too.
But I never thought about his intentions—until that day.
That day was Friday. I arrived at work at 9 AM.
Ryan was at home—he had taken a day off from the office. I made breakfast, and we both ate together.
“Susan, how is your husband?” Ryan asked.
“He’s fine, sir,” I said.
“And you? Are you happy?” he asked.
I was surprised. “What do you mean, sir?”
“I mean that I’ve noticed—there’s no happiness on your face. Something is wrong,” Ryan said.
Tears came to my eyes.
I told him everything—about Robert’s small cock, about him cumming quickly, and about my unfulfilled thirst.
Ryan gently put his hand on my shoulder. “Susan, don’t cry. I can understand your problem.”
“How can you understand, sir? Your Tiffany is so beautiful, and you two…” I said.
“Tiffany and I aren’t doing well. She… she’s not interested in sex. She always refuses. I’ve been alone for 3 months too,” Ryan said.
We were looking at each other. Both incomplete, both thirsty.
“Susan, would you…” Ryan left his sentence incomplete.
“What, sir?” I asked.
“Nothing,” he said.
But I had understood.
I stood up and went to Ryan. “Sir, if you want…”
Ryan looked at me. There was that sparkle in his eyes that I recognized—that thirst, that desire.
He held my hand and pulled me. I sat in his lap.
He took my face in his hands and kissed my lips.
It was a long, deep kiss. His tongue entered my mouth, and I responded too.
We were kissing each other—like two thirsty travelers drinking water.
Ryan started removing my clothes. First my dress, then my blouse. I wasn’t wearing a bra—who wears one at home.
My breasts came out—big, round, and beautiful.
“Wow Susan, what breasts you have,” Ryan said.
He grabbed my breasts and started sucking them. I was enjoying with my eyes closed.
This experience was very different—Robert never did this. He would just get his work done and finish.
Ryan removed my skirt. I was only in panties. He removed my panties too.
My pussy was clean—I had shaved just yesterday. It was pink, beautiful, and wet.
“What a beautiful pussy you have,” Ryan said.
He laid me on the sofa and spread my legs. Then he started licking my pussy.
His tongue was moving on my pussy—sometimes the clitoris, sometimes the hole, sometimes inside.
“Oh sir… this feels so good,” I said.
“Call me Ryan,” he said.
“Ryan… Ryan sir…” I said.
He started licking faster. I was about to cum. I held his head and pressed it harder against my pussy.
“Ahh… ahh… I’m going to cum,” I said.
“Cum, I like it,” Ryan said.
I came. Water came out of my pussy, and Ryan licked it up. I lay down exhausted, but Ryan hadn’t finished his work yet.
He removed his clothes. His cock came out—8 inches long, thick, and hard.
I had never seen such a big cock until today. Robert’s wasn’t even half of it.
“This… this is so big,” I said.
“Don’t be afraid, you’ll enjoy it,” Ryan said.
He took me to the bedroom and laid me on the bed. Then he came on top of me. He placed the tip of his cock on my pussy and slowly pushed.
I screamed—it was hurting. But at the same time, it was also pleasurable. He slowly started going inside.
“Bear it Susan, you’ll enjoy it in a little while,” Ryan said.
He inserted his entire cock inside me. My pussy was about to tear, but it was so wet that the cock went in.
Ryan started moving. Slowly at first, then faster. I was enjoying with my eyes closed. His cock was going deep into my pussy—where Robert’s cock could never reach.
“Oh Ryan… this is so good… do it faster,” I said.
Ryan started thrusting rapidly. The bed was shaking. I was about to cum again.
“I’m going to cum,” I said.
“I’m coming too,” Ryan said.
We came together. Ryan released his semen into my pussy—warm, thick, and a lot of it. I felt him filling me up.
After some time, when our breathing normalized, Ryan hugged me. “You’re so good, Susan.”
“You too,” I said.
“From now on, whenever you come, we’ll do this. You don’t have any problem?” Ryan asked.
“Absolutely not,” I said with a smile.
After that day, my life changed. I go to Ryan’s house every morning at 9 AM, and until 5 PM in the evening, we both enjoy ourselves. Robert doesn’t know anything—he stays busy at his office.
Ryan fucks me in every way—sometimes missionary, sometimes doggy style, sometimes sitting on top of me.
He also taught me the 69 position. I suck his cock, and he licks my pussy.
One day, Ryan also called his friend Sam.
Sam was 32 years old, and he was also very handsome.
His cock was 7 inches, and he was very strong.
Ryan proposed to me—”Susan, would you do it with Sam too?”
I refused at first, but then agreed. Sam came, and the three of us enjoyed ourselves.
Ryan was fucking my pussy, and Sam was in my mouth. Then they switched.
That day was unforgettable for me. Two men, one woman, and countless orgasms.
Today, 2 months later, Tiffany has returned.
But Ryan and my relationship continues. We still meet—secretly, when Tiffany goes to the office or shopping.
Ryan has also got me an apartment—in the same neighborhood, a short distance from his house.
Now I go there, and he comes over. Our relationship has become even safer now.
Robert still doesn’t know anything.
He’s happy in his own world, and I’m in mine.
I had thought that maybe I would leave Robert, but then I felt that wouldn’t be right.
Robert is a good person, just weak in sex.
So I decided that I would keep both—Robert as a husband, and Ryan as a lover. This double life suits me.
Yesterday Ryan called me.
He said that Tiffany is going to her parents’ home again next month—this time for 6 months.
I’m very happy. 6 months—that’s a very long time. We’ll have a lot of fun.
He also said that he wants to invite another friend—Shawn.
I’ve said yes. I’ve become open-minded now.
One sex, two sex, three sex—I don’t care anymore.
I just want pleasure, and I’m getting it.
So this was my story.
If you liked it, please let me know.
I’ll tell more stories.
Thank you.
Your horny Susan!
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Very nice story 🙂