Richard stood up from the chair and brought another chair over to her which he stood back of her. Taking his place in the chair in front of her again he watched her proceedings.
Vera pushed out her abdomen and bending her knees a little she leaned back on her hands on the chair. Her cunt opened like an exotic flower much to the pleasure of her husband, who gave his cock a few swift and healthy strokes. But it really was to my pleasure as well and I followed him by also fingering my dripping slit.
The obscenity of her pose made Richard's rock-hard cock throb in his hand and my cunt began to contract all on its own. The sight offered by the two of them, she with her cunt pushed forward and he with his long dong throbbing in his hands, almost made me come. I had to take my finger from my cunt for a moment and give myself some rest, otherwise I would be creaming right then and there. I didn't want to miss a thing! I had been right in my hunch; they were going to give me real lascivious entertainment, and more of it would soon follow.
Vera, in the meantime, was leaning on just one arm and brought the other hand to her crack. With two forked fingers she opened her cunt even more and moved some of the blonde hairs sticking to the slimy cunt lips out of the way. Lucky for me she wasn't too far from the door where I was hidden, so I could thus actually look into her cunt. Her clitoris was swollen and stood clearly out, quivering in lust as it seemed. Spunk was streaming from my cunt, running down my legs. I was surely wet as a rag between the legs. Drops of my juices ran down my legs till they were stopped by the tops of my nylons, clinging like thick drops of rain.
On Richard's cock, drops of pre-fuck dripped from the tiny slit in the top, wetting his hand and the entire length of his prick. Wildly he frigged his cock and he growled something inaudible to Vera. He had now two hands clasped around his cock and so great was its length that this still kept the bulging, fat head uncovered. I tried my best to hear what he was saying to her and by bringing my ear very close to the door I managed to understand him. He kept repeating and repeating it in a passionate, almost angry snarl.
“Piss, you cock hungry slut,” he said. “Piss and show me your jet of piss… Spurting from your cunt… streaming from your slimy crack… Piss from that cunt I love so much… which I'm going to suck clean from all the piss you have to offer… afterwards… when you have emptied yourself completely… to my enjoyment… Oh, darling, I love you so… you do all these filthy things… all the things I love so much… you seem to love them as well… piss… piss… my darling… let me see it… coming… from… your… cunt…”
So that's what they were up to! He wanted to see the piss coming from her cunt! He wanted to have her pissing in front of his face… It seemed very strange and horrible to me at first and I thought I was not going to like this at all, but going over the whole disgusting thing in my mind I started to find it more exciting then than I thought it would.
Pushing her cunt forward, Vera began to piss. At first it was just a few drops but soon these drops grew into a thick yellow jet. Steaming from her cunt was the long-desired urine, and it almost missed the chamberpot. With a disgusting but at the same time exciting sound it landed in the pot. But not all of it ran all the way down. She must have needed to piss for a long time and the pressure behind made drops of piss fly all around. Some of these drops were clinging to her legs, wetting her stockings. The act this young bride performed was so horribly obscene and lewd I would not have missed it for anything in the world.
My spunk was flowing like never before and I masturbated like mad.
Vera must have saved her piss all day, for the stream coming from her cunt seemed endless. For a long time it went on and on, till I thought it would never end. But at last the solid jet of amber colored liquid stopped, and by pushing hard she managed to bring forth a couple of tiny spurts, but this soon stopped. Her lovely blonde bush was wet with urine when she stepped up close to Richard, who was still masturbating his rock-hard dong.
She brought her wet cunt close to his face and like a snake his head shot forward. Mouth wide open, his tongue sticking out as far as it would go, he sought her damp slit. His mouth closed over her piss and cunt-juice wet slit, and placing one foot on the seat of the chair Vera facilitated matters for him. She clasped her hands around his head and pulled him slightly against her dripping hot-box. His tongue produced wonders for her and her body shook in passion when his tongue entered her crack.
Masturbating with one hand now, his other reached down to the chamberpot. All the while frigging himself furiously his hand dipped in the piss-filled pot. He began to stir in the amber liquid in the same rhythm he wanked his nine inch dong. Still standing at the door, my hand very busy between my legs, I was not far from coming. I rolled my clit between thumb and forefinger, tweaked it, pinched, pulled at the swollen lips of my cunt and deeply reamed my snatch with two stiff fingers. Biting my lips to keep myself from crying out in utter joy I kept on watching the two people in the room. Changing my tactics again, I now had one finger up my crack while rubbing my swollen clit with my thumb. I had the best of two worlds now-a stiff finger deeply buried in my cunt and a tickling pressure on my clitty.
Tears of lust and passion ran down Vera's cheeks when she unloaded her copious flow of cunt juice in her husband's mouth. Still splashing with his hand in the piss his wife had offered him, Richard jerked his cock and made his white sticky sperm fly in the air when he joined her in her pleasure. It was a lovely sight they offered me.
Vera's writhing body under Richard's agile and ardent tongue, the shots of spunk shooting out of his cock in the air. I couldn't stop myself from coming any longer. My lust tortured body shook in heavy convulsions when I also flooded my fingers with my slippery, creamy spunk. It ran down my legs, and taking my fingers out of my snatch I had the crazy desire to lick them off. I just had to have some cunt-juice, even if it was only my own. In the state I was in it tasted just as good as anybody's. Excited as I was I had failed to hear somebody entering the apartment.
I was just about to go myself another quick finger-fuck, because my last action had made me randy again when I happened to look up. Standing in the other door to the bathroom, not too far from me, a sensual smile on his face, was the manager!
I didn't have the faintest idea how long he had been standing where he was, but he must have watched a good few of my manipulations. Without knowing anything better to do I let my dress fall down over my lower body. I couldn't fail to notice the bulge his hard cock made in his pants. What was going to happen now? Was I going to be sacked? Or could I play up to him?
Once more I looked at the bulge of his cock in his trousers and my hopes were rising again.
Without speaking he motioned me outside the apartment. I followed him into the corridor and waited for him to join me. In the corridor he looked me over and closing the door of the apartment behind him, he said:
“You come down to my office with me at once, young lady. You and I have a few words to exchange.”
CHAPTER FOUR
And there I was in his office, standing in front of his desk. All my lust had left me and although I knew he had been aroused when he had found me masturbating, I wasn't certain what he might do now. The thought that he might fire me made my usual high spirits quite low. I liked my job and all the things that went with it and if I was fired for spying on the guests I was never going to get another job at another hotel in my whole life.
Standing before him I thought about the things Sue and I had just recently found out about each other. I thought about the things we could still do with one another if he only had a heart and didn't sack me. Actually I should say: “If he only had a hard-(on).” And this is what I was hoping for. Maybe he wanted to have some fun with me himself, after he had watched me jack-off. If that was the case… But he looked so severe and upright behind his desk.