WELL FUCK ME, you know I hadn’t thought of the possibility that Krystal was cheating on me ! Thank you to the anonymous readers input.

When my anonymous readers had suggested this, at first I thought they were crazy fuckers, but on reflection it is a possibility.
I thought Krystal was just being moody and evasive. I was the one feeling guilty.

Come to think of it, she closely keeps an eye on my whereabouts, whereby I trust her that she is working back or at some work related function. I will have to be more vigilant, suss out her movements and see if she’s as devious or naughty as me.

We carried on our usual pleasantries at home for the next few days – no fucking.
It seems that unless, I make the move, initiate some erotic scenario, or seduce with strong intent, Krystal and I do not fuck, she does not pursue the issue at all, Krystal is happy to let things run along – it does make me and the anonymous dudes wonder.. is she cheating?

Maybe this is causing my mind to fantasize and wander seeking desirable, delicious cunt, strongly led by Mr Penis.

Krystal did make some arrangements to go out at some unusual times, I made note of this for future reference.

Unfortunately my weekend of working with Tracey didn’t pan out, she was off work both days, due to a serious illness with one of her children. But she did ring me at work, and tell me she was shocked at my brazenness at the canteen, she had never come in public before and found it exciting. Tracey said she had to concentrate on not being too noisy, whilst watching the other people in the canteen chat and eat, knowing that my fingers probed her cunt and tickled her clit, making her tits tingle, she wanted me to turn and eat her cunt there and then. She loved standing close to me while her pussy shook and sent hot cum over my hand and down her legs was so erotic – she wanted to shout out to the canteen public ” I’m fucking cumming”.

I couldn’t say too much on the phone, because I was at work. But Tracey made up for my restrictions by telling me, how she felt at the time and afterwards. Basically giving me a real hard boner whilst I was sitting at the office desk. The office clerk (Mary), often looked my way, as I smirked and made the occasional comment to Tracey on the phone. I spotted her looking at my pants on a couple of occasions, I had a bulging Mr Penis, because Tracey was talking dirty on the phone.

Tracey said that when she went to the ladies to clean up after my fingering, she couldn’t help herself as her cunt was so excited, she had to finger fuck herself thinking of my cock pounding/fucking her. Tracey closed the cubicle door, and took her panties off and put the toilet seat down, sitting on it with her legs spread wide, lubricating her clit with her ample juices – with the fingers of one hand, while two fingers from the other hand slipped in and out of her primed cunt. Sending her already aroused cunt into overdrive, thriving with the attention, her legs trembled, her back arched and she came with such force almost causing her to scream. Tracey said she wanted to come and drag me from the canteen, into the ladies toilet to fuck her – she wanted my cock so badly.

Tracey said she was sorry, she was not at work for the weekend, but her mind had come up with some interesting scenarios – they might not have happened, but she got wet thinking of them – she giggled to herself. I laughed back and said I was looking forward to it as well, that I was pleased she liked some risks, but still we had to be careful.

When Mary was out of earshot, I told Tracey that her recollections of the canteen had also made Mr Penis alert and horny, and that Mary was eyeing him off in my pants while we are chatting. Tracey laughed and said lucky Mary, her and Mary are very, very good friends and that Mary had told her once that Mary had the hots for me. Well Mr Penis went a little crazy, stirring some more – omg, I thought really, wow.

Mary was Nigerian, had an excellent personality,beautiful ebony skin, killer smile, about 170 cms and 65 kgs, really shapely body from what I could determine as she dressed conservatively. We were courteous and friendly, work colleagues.

I said to Tracey why are you telling me this, I have Krystal and you, and your telling me our Nigerian princess likes me. Feeling bold I said, what if I made a play for Mary, you’ll get nasty and jealous. Tracey’s reply was that she didn’t care, that she was not possessive, that she wanted to have a life and some good fun after her fucked up marriage. Mary was currently in an abusive relationship, and Tracey was trying to get her out of it, as Mary was scared and lonely for affection.
Tracey suggested that at some time, the three of us should go out for a meal together. My reply was, yeah maybe, then jokingly added, I’ll bring along Krystal.

Mary returned to the office, Tracey asked to speak to her, so I handed over to Mary. Mary’s close proximity, gave me a warm fuzzy feel, Mr Penis was interested as well, remaining alert. Their conversation went on for another 15 minutes, I observed lots of laughing and giggling, Mary would often look my way, while chatting with Tracey – I wondered what they were talking about – I had a funny feeling I was being discussed.

While Mary was on the phone, she winked at me, an appeared to blush – well this got my interest as well. Tracey was given back to me on the phone, I inquired as to what had she told Mary about me, Tracey just laughed and said, she told Mary that I had a friend Mr Penis that had helped cure frustrations, and that he was strong and reliable.Tracey then giggled. You didn’t I said, shocked. Maybe I did , maybe I didn’t she replied ….have a nice weekend, I have to change my panties now they’re soaked from talking to you two, byeee.

I spent some time between my work tasks/chores, briefly chatting with Mary when the opportunity arose. I was trying to subtly ask what Tracey had said about me. Mary kept me intrigued, but was evasive as women can be. The more time I spent with her, the more the more attractive she appeared to me, slight movements of her body, mannerisms, sparkling eyes and as I said killer smile. Mary had the habit of when talking to you, she would touch you on the hand or arm, her ebony skin so smooth. I asked her how close she was to Tracey, she said Tracey was her best friend, and they look out for each other, and share most things.

Well that made me think, usually best buddies- especially females tend to tell all, or so I am told. So there was a strong possibility Mary knew of some of Tracey’s and my exploits recently.

Mary then said, it was time for her to finish up for the day, that she enjoyed our little chat, though she appeared a little sad. Mary said she had some issues at home, then smiled, in fact giggled and blushed, saying I hear you have a good friend that helps people in need, I might have use for him in the future, enjoy the rest of your shift …byyeeee

Mary departed, as I watched her cute swaying waddle, she looked back and waved, aware of my following eyes.
Mr Penis was upright and throbbing, panting, sending signals to my brain, follow, follow her now.

Can’t Mr Penis, I have to go back to work , perhaps a quick visit to the toilet. For Relief.

I thought Fuck, what am I doing, another woman,do I go there as well.

Fuck. Oh My God !

Krystal.

Tracey.

Mary.

Mr Penis has his own little smile. Right on Bro !