ve been dating for a little over a year now, living together for just under 3 months.  She's young, 22 years old, working part time at a videostore while taking an art class or two at the local college.  I'm 29 and I work for a major investment firm.  I guess anybody with have a brain can figure out the score here... while I'm not rich per se, I'm definately not worried about where the rent money's going to come from and I can afford to go out to dinner, clubs, travel, and all that good stuff.  Kayla knows a good situation when she sees one, and it's an arrangement I can live with.

 

I guess the main reason I got involved with Kayla was the obvious.  She really is a piece of ass.  She's about 5'8" or something and couldn't be more than 120 pounds.  The thing I noticed about her first was the way she looks in a pair of jeans... she has these long legs that make me more jealous than anything nowadays because guys are always turning their heads when she walks by.  She has a great tight ass and, while her tits are probably a B cup, they are perfect for her body type and have the perfect sized nipples.  She has long brown hair and a really cute face, with a great set of lips and nice blue eyes, if you're the type who gives a damn aboutt hat sort of thing. 

 

Anyway, our relationship started out really hot and wild and it stayed that way for months.  We'd see each other 2 or 3 times a week and we'd tear each other apart.  Usually she would end up panting and covered in sweat (or my cum) and moaning even 20 minutes after we fucked each other to pieces.  I can honestly say that she was and still is the best fuck of my life.  She is in such amazing shape that she can ride me cowgirl style pretty much for 45 minutes straight, changing tempo and keeping my cock in a constant state of near-orgasm.  Simply put, she is an unbelieveable lay, once in a lifetime kind of thing.  She would always tell me that I could fuck her like no other, and I believe it... she would cum several times each time we do it, even when we'd do a quickie in the car or other places where it's usually wham-bam-thank you ma'am.  I mean, I'm a good looking guy with a pretty big cock and I love eating pussy and making her cum, so I guess she has nothing to complain about.  All in all, I don't think either one of us could have asked for any better.

 

Then, she moved in. 

 

Suddenly, the sex slowed down.  I'd come home from work and she'd be tired from doing nothing all day.  We'd get into little arguments that would escalate into this big drawn out wars that really put a damper on things.  Communication started to break down, and before you know our sex would start becoming routine.  Time for bed, brush the teeth, floss, get underdressed, fuck for 10 minutes, go to sleep.  Shit like that.  Suddenly, we weren't all over each other when watching a movie, we didn't go out to eat anymore, and most of all, she stopped dressing to impress.  Jogging pants and sweatshirts and hair always tied back in the ponytail.  I admit, I could've probably done a bit more to encourage her, but I guess I had kind of started to lose interest too.

 

The other day, I'm on the computer and her messenger thing pops up.  I guess she left it logged in.  I see this message from a guy named Todd, so I couldn't help but read it.  I won't lie, there was nothing incriminating in there (trust me, I read the whole message archive!).  Some guy from the videostore, the assitant manager or something.  The message was just them going back and forth talking about some work bullshit, but I got the impression that there was an undercurrent of some heavy flirting going on.  I couldn't put my finger on it, but maybe I'm just the jealous type.  One way or another, this guy was now on my radar, although there was no real way of bringing it up to Kayla.  I asked her some vague questions about her work but she wouldn't really offer too much.

 

So this all leads me to last night.  Kayla was invited to a party at a co-worker's house, actually the co-worker's parents house, and I saw this as a great opportunity to get introduced to this Todd character and see if my suspicions were warranted.  We drove out there at 5:30 because it was a barbeque pool party, and Kayla was dressed in a loose denim mini skirt, a bikini top, and a pair of those ridiculous oversized sunglasses that's been in style.  We had a little argument that morning over something pointless, so we didn't talk much on the way there, besides her saying that she wanted to get hammered.  I was definately thinking along those same lines, given the fact that I wouldn't really know anyone at this party anyway.

 

The party was actually pretty good though.  Lots of people, and some pretty hot girls too.  One girl named Carrie was there that I knew from highschool that I hadn't seen in ages, so we hit it off right away over some burgers and beers and talked for a long time.  Meanwhile, Kayla was off talking to some friends or swimming in the pool, and I was cool with her keeping her distance anyway, so I was enjoying myself.

 

Carrie is shorter than Kayla, with short black hair, a cherubic face with really cute dimples... okay who am I kidding, she really has an amazing set of tits on her.  They are big and round and with her sitting there in her one piece bathing suit I kept getting glimpses right into a canyon of cleavage that after a few beers had me trying desperately to hide my raging hardon.  Carrie has these really full, red lips and a gorgeous smile that made me thinking about how she'd look with them locked around my hard cock.  Okay, so I was horny and having dangerous thoughts.  Could you blame me?  I had blue balls for a week now and I needed something to look at, if only to give me inspiration to jerk off in the shower the next morning. 

 

Anyway, at one point Carrie went inside with the rest of the party when it started to drizzle.  I looked around for Kayla and I saw her sitting under an awning by the pool house, talking to some guy.  Right away, I sized him up as "the" Todd.  He's not bad looking, taller than I am but not as ripped, kind of on the skinny side and with one of those spiky emo haircuts that I think make guys look gay.  He dressed like some frat boy and he looked pretty harmless, so I went inside to get out of the rain. 

 

After about an hour, I started getting restless.  Carrie had disappeared, so I was sitting on the couch drinking a Bud and watching TV with a couple of people I didn't know.  I was pretty bored, so I got up and started walking around half-looking for Kayla to see if I could pressure her to get going.  I looked all around the house but I couldn't find her.  Then I remembered where I saw her outside, so I went to the window to see if she was still there.  She was.

 

It was pouring rain out, and she and Todd were standing there under the awning looking as though they were considering making a run for it into the house.  They were giggling and laughing, and I could see Todd's lips counting down from 10.  When he got to 1, they ran hand-in-hand towards the house.  The thing is, they made it about half way when all of a sudden they veered off to the right and ran to the pool house instead.  I guess they didn't want to get soaked in the downpour so they diverted to another dry spot.  I don't know why I just stood there watching, but when I saw Kayla lead Todd into the pool house, my heart started to race.  It was innocent enough, they just wanted to get out of the rain, but it was the look on her face when she led him in through the door that made me wonder what was going to happen.  I've seen that look before, and I know what it means... she wants something!

 

Like I said, I was just standing there staring out the window, my eyes focused on the door and window of the pool house.  I wasn't angry, and I definately wasn't upset.  Curious would be the most accurate description of how I felt.  What the fuck was she up to?  Was I right all along about this Todd character?  Is Kayla cheating on me?  I had to know.

 

I walked around to the other side of the house and opened the patio doors to go outside.  Nobody was around that part of the house, so I was able to creep up to the window of the pool house without being noticed.  It really was raining though, and within seconds I was soaking wet.  I was so focused on not getting too wet that I almost forgot about what I was there to see, but when I made it to the tiny window and looked in, everything came back into focus.

 

There was Todd, facing me on a small loveseat, his head back and eyes closed, with my Kayla on her knees in front of him.  I couldn't see her face, only the back of her head, but I could see she was working him good.  Her head was bobbing up and down with a really good rhythm that I know so well.  I touched the door handle and was seconds away from bursting in there and kicking the shit out of him, but I stopped myself.  Even now, I still don't know why I didn't go in there.  It's so out of character for me, but I had to keep watching.  I just had to see this.

 

Kayla was giving this guy some serious head, and his hands were in her hair and rubbing the back of her neck while she sucked him off.  At one point, she reached back and in one motion undid her bikini top, exposing her back to me and her tits to Todd.  He reached down and starting fondling them, at which point Kayla really went nuts and started what looked to me like some deep throat action.  The guy had the biggest smile on his face, like he couldnt believe his luck. 

 

This went on for three or four minutes or so, until she looked up at him and said something.  He nodded, and she stood up, still stroking what turned out to be a pretty big cock, and kissed Todd on the lips. He put his hands around her back and started rubbing her ass under her miniskirt.  It looked like a pretty passionate kiss that went on for a while; the only breaks was when he reached down to suck on her nipples while she continued to stroke his rock hard cock.  Finally, Kayla stood up straight and pulled down her bikini bottom from under her skirt, climbed into Todd's lap and slipped his dick into her pussy.

 

I couldn't see Todd's face anymore because the back of her head was blocking, but I still know the look he must have had on it.  Elation.  I know how hot, wet and fucking tight Kayla's pussy is, and when she started riding him slow, all the way up and all the way down his cock, I know he must have been in heaven.  And still, I just stood there like a douchebag, watching my hot girlfriend fuck some stranger.  But I couldn't look away.

 

After several minutes of this, Kayla gradually picked up the pace, squatting on his cock and really fucking herself hard on it.  I could hear her moaning and groaning through the glass, and talking a whole lot of shit.  It was muffled, but I could definately hear her telling him how good he felt.  "OHHH You're so big" was one thing she kept saying over and over.  She really looked like she was enjoying herself.

 

Finally, she collapsed onto his chest and started screaming as she came hard all over his cock and balls.  She stopped riding him and he just held her there, cock buried all the way inside her, as her body shook from a powerful orgasm.  Her moans were really loud now, and if it wasn't for the torrential downpour I was sure the neighbours would have heard it, if not the party-goers.

 

Todd, to his credit, didn't stop there.  He flipped her over onto her back and spread her legs wide and started fucking her missionary style while she slumped on the couch.  Her legs were moving around alot, sometimes wrapping themselves around his back, other times spreading wide, but mostly just flailing about as though she was too lost in the sex to have control over them.  At one point, Todd put one of her legs over his shoulder and started pounding into her hard.  "Fuck me!" she kept screaming, and when he started moaning and groaning I knew the end was near.  Finally, he grunted and cried out, throwing his head back and pushing his cock all the way into her.  I could see Kayla's face now, and she looked positively possessed.  She had this greedy look on her face and a huge smile as she looked up at his face; you could tell she wanted nothing more than to have his cum flood her pussy.  She ground her pelvis into his, licking her lips and crying out as Todd pumped what must have been a massive load into her tight little cooze.  When he finally came down from his high, he bent down and they kissed passionately. 

 

The funny thing is, it wasn't the sex that bothered me so much as the fact that 1. he came inside her, and 2. the way they kissed afterwards, with her hands in his hair and tongues all over each other, that I knew this wasn't just some fling.  These two were really into each other, and this probably wasn't the first time.  As I walked back into the house, drenched from head to toe, I finally began to feel pangs of jealousy and anger.  It was like my brain had been asleep the entire time I stood there watching them.

 

I walked over to the bathroom and went in to dry off.  I toweled my hair dry and removed my T-shirt and wrang it out in the sink.  I stood there looking at myself in the mirror for a really long time, wondering what the fuck I was going to do.  Just then the door opened and Carrie walked in absently, laughing to someone behind her and she made her way into the bathroom.  "Oh!" she said when she noticed me, and I smiled at her.  She smiled back, and I know she was looking at my barechest and muscles.

 

"Hey Carrie" I said, walking towards her with a big grin on my face.  Her expression changed from smiling to confused when I put my hands on her hips and moved in for a kiss.  "What the fuck are you doing?  You're drunk!" she cried out as she shoved me away from her.  At this point, a friend of her's who was right behind her poked her head in to see what all the fuss was about.  I was backed up against the sink at this point, looking at Carrie's hot body and big tits and just wishing that I could have a piece of that.  I moved over to her again, and I guess she was still in a state of shock, because when I kissed her on the lips this time, she didn't push me away... well, not right away.  After a couple of seconds she shoved me again and spat into the hair.  "What the fuck don't touch me!" she yelled out while I just stood there staring dumbly at her face, wondering how the fuck this could have gone so wrong.  To make matters worse, right over Carrie's shoulder I saw Kayla, looking at me with this "oh- my- god- i've- never- been- so- shocked- in- my- life" look that was pretty priceless, considering what I just saw.  "You fucking BASTARD!" she yelled at me, storming off. 

 

"Kayla, wait!" I said, lunging after her.  Everything might have been fine if I hadn't practically ran over this waterpolo player guy trying to get to Kayla... this guy was huge and he practically picked me up off my feet and tossed me to the ground.  Sandra, the girl whos party this was, was trying to do damage control, but with all the yelling and screaming going on there wasn't much hope of that.  Before I knew it I was out on the front porch of the house in twilight, walking towards my car holding my T-shirt, wondering where the fuck Kayla got off.  Fucking bitch, she thinks it's okay to fuck some clown at a party but I can't take a little piece?

 

Anyway, I heard people saying as I left that they were gonna call the cops if I drove, so I figured I'd cut my losses and I just started walking towards the main street so I could catch a cab.  I was pretty loaded after all, and getting nabbed for DUI is just what I needed... I figured I'd worry about the car the next day.

 

So here I am, the next morning, waking up in a bed by myself, my girlfriend (or ex girlfriend I guess now) obviously is off somewhere dozing peacefully in the arms of this fratboy, while I sit here wondering what the fuck happened.

 

And I still have to go back to the house and get my car. 

 

 

rations. You like this, don't

you? He pulled her with him across the room, sitting in a chair he threw

her across his lap. I will paddle your ass for your behavior! He looked

down at her naked ass, the cheeks so smooth and pink, he felt his cock

hardening.

Oh Sir please no, please don't.

Oh yes you must learn who's master here. Smack, his hand landed

across her ass.

She cried out in pain, please stop I'll be good.

I know you will! With every slap came a rub on her inflamed cheeks.

She felt his hand slide down her backside into her crack.

Oh Sir what do you do? He spread his legs further, spreading her

legs in the process. His finger delved down between her globes, she was

hot. He cock grew harder, and he ran his finger up and down her

virginal slit.

Please oh please Sir, stop! She struggled but was caught in his vise

like grip. He probed deeper into her, feeling the heat and moisture

build and flow.

You like me touching you like this, don't you?

No, please no Sir! Placing his hand on the small of her back to hold

her still, he slid his finger into her virgin pussy slowly. She screamed and

wriggled trying to get free of this torment. Deeper his finger went and

withdrew. Her pussy was tight and hot. He could barely contain himself.

She was about to learn the facts of life and him her teacher. He sat her

up so she sat in his lap facing away from him. One hand on her nipples

as he licked her neck, whispering in her ear all he was going to do to her.

She cried, the sobs becoming jerky. Oh please Sir, let me go, I'll be

good, I swear!

Look, do you see my pet over there? Over in the corner she could

barely make out an outline of shape, it moved closer, what it was she

didn't know. It looked like a man but it was hairy and it smelled. It sat in

front of them silently, waiting. Again he pushed his finger into her tight

little pussy going even deeper. Her scream echoed in the room as he

stroked his finger in and out of her. With his thumb he massaged her

clit, while licking and nipping her neck. She started feeling funny inside,

it scared her, what he was doing was wrong but it was starting to feel

good. See. My pet he likes licking little pussies. She looked at it and it

licked its lips, never taking its eyes off the finger plunging in and out of

her pussy. Slowly moving closer.

She looks at this thing, a man but like a wild animal. She opens her

mouth to scream and he sticks part of her dress in it, gagging her. As he

finger fucks her, she gets wetter and wetter. He rubs her little clit and

she almost falls off his lap, because it feels so good. The thing doesn't

take his eyes off the finger in her pussy. It licks its lips. Sir pulls his

finger out, letting her see evidence of her innocence and her juices on it.

The thing's nostrils flare at the scent of pussy. Sir holds his finger out, It

comes closer, It licks the finger, long tongue coming out of its mouth

engulfing the entire finger, licking all the juices from it.

See he likes the way you taste, he wants to lick and suck your pretty

pussy. The whole time the thing is licking the finger its eyes never leave

her swollen pussy. Closer it moves, closer. Sir's hands move back to her

nipples, pulling them, twisting them, whispering in her ear, what will be

done to her. He wickedly licks her necking, biting her. She can feel its

breath on her thighs. It looks up at her and smiles with serrated teeth.

Its tongue comes out and licks her, she screams through her gag. It licks

her again. Sir spreads her legs wider. It opens its mouth and she thinks

its going to bite her, instead it covers her pussy with its mouth. She hears

the slurping noises and feels It sucking her. She feels its tongue trying to

push its way into to her pussy. It spreads her thighs, she sees the razor

sharp nails on its fingers. It fucks her with its tongue. Sir tells her how

its preparing her for him to fuck. How Its going to make her wet. Ready

for him to stick his cock in. She frantically tries to wiggle away to no

avail.

Suddenly the mouth is gone. She felt a loss. She looks down and sees

it licking Sir's cock, sucking on it, deep throating it. It's nose rubbing

against her clit with every move.

I'm going to fuck that little pussy girl! Oh yes, I'm going to enjoy

fucking you. It sucks my cock so good, It knows what I like, and I let it

have my leftovers. It wants to suck my cum out of your sweet little pussy,

then its going to fuck you! You wanted to know, now you'll find out,

won't you? Your pussy is so juicy, its running down on my cock. Look at

him lick it off. Sir lifts her, his cock springing up. She feels it brush

against her backside. She's shaking her head, no! It grabs Sir's cock and

puts it at her pussy entrance, rubbing it back and forth. She felt pressure

as the head tried to squeeze in, oh how it hurt her. Gravity pulled her

down on his cock. Yesss, so tight, so hot, so wet, you feel good. His cock

was splitting her in two. He grabbed her hips and thrust upwards.

Searing pain, she screamed and struggled for naught.

When he was seated fully in her, she was barely aware of It's tongue

on her clit licking and sucking her. Sir started thrusting slowly. You are

so tight, so tight. With every lick of It's tongue, it licked Sir's balls. It got

more and more excited. Sir stood up holding her against him like a doll

hanging on his cock. Pushing into her body over and over, pounding her.

He fell to his knees fucking her doggie style, laying on her back going

deeper. He reached around and rubbed her inflamed clit while he thrust

into her faster. All she could do is whimper from the pain and pleasure

of his intrusion. Faster and faster he pumped, then he was cumming.

Jack hammering her young pussy. When he was spent, he lay on her

back breathing hard. He pulled out and left her on her knees with her

backside in the air. She was breathless. She couldn't move. She hear It

breathing heavily behind her. Looking between her legs she saw a huge

cock hanging down between hairy thighs.

She felt It's long tongue lick her thighs, all she could do was shake

her head back and forth, No! She felt the wet tongue slide between her

legs and glide over her sopping wet ravished pussy. Hands on her hips

holding her in place while the tongue licked and sucked her. Cleaning all

of Sir's cum out of her. She feebly struggled and she heard it growl, she

stilled. The tongue thrust into her sore pussy like a cock. Sucking on her

tender lips and up between her ass cheeks. She could not help but moan,

what was she feeling? She was feeling so strange, like a tickling in her

lower belly. Again she looked between her legs and saw the huge weapon

It intended to use on her body. It seemed to get bigger and bigger. It was

pressing itself against her body, rubbing Itself against her. She felt

something poking at her, prodding, trying to get in. She struggled. She

felt it, hard and big pushing in. Hands on her hips keeping her in place,

hot breath on her back. A long rough tongue licked her back and neck as

the huge cock slide deeper and deeper into her. She was being impaled.

It withdrew and she was able to breathe. It thrust back in deeper, and

she screamed her silent scream. It stroked faster, deeper pulling on her

nipples and rubbing her slit. It felt so good, and she started thrusting

back on it. It fucked her faster, her tight little pussy grabbing and

sucking on Its cock. Milking it, squeezing it. Growling louder it howled

as It's cum splashed into her, flooding her tight channel.

 

Moral of this story curiosity fucked this pussy!!!!!

Peace out Madamesin

ron, the bitch I was talking to, is one to the female mechanics.

Sharon is really a hot, good-looking woman and the day she walked into my office, in her tight, short, did I say short? Hell I meant VERY short mini, to interview for a mechanics position I didn't take her very serious. She had attended a well-known trade school for diesel mechanics. Just the thought of her working on semi-tractor trailers, being 5 1/2 feet tall and very slim. Hell her drivers license says she weights 140 pounds but that must have been after she had one of her three children because if she weighs 110 lbs. I would be surprised. It is obviouse that she works out with her very lean body. Sharon has long blonde hair that when her hair is down will cover her rather small breasts that seem to be perfect for her because of the clothes she wears certainly accentuates them.

Sharon's husband is quit a bit older that her and is a very successful bean counter that works at some big company in Chicago's loop. She is now 27 and he must be 40 and takes care of her very well financially. When her last child started attending school full time she decided to pursue her goal of becoming a truck mechanic like her father was.

A week ago I had someone break into the shop where Sharon works and so I pulled the video surveillance tape and was watching it before turning it over to the police. I couldn't believe what I saw! Sharon was the last one to leave and locked the doors and set the alarm. I saw a red corvette pull up and a good-looking young man gets out and meet her. As they met it was obvious that he wasn't just asking for directions to someplace because they locked lips and his hands went around and cupped her ass and pulled her close to him. She locked her arms around his neck and the two stayed like that for a few minutes, talking and kissing. Then they walked back to the shop and she unlocked the door and disarmed the alarm system.

Sharon and her lover then went to the break room and I was so glad I had installed good cameras in every room of my business. She entered the break room pulling him by the scarf around his neck. Then they started taking coats off, and then she unbuckled his belt adn undid his fly all the while their lips were locked. At the same time her lover ripped her shirt open, buttons flying everywhere and pulled it off of her exposing her bra-less firm tits. She knelt down and as she did so she pulled his pants down and his cock jumped out to meet her.

Sharon began to take the entire length of his rather large cock down her throat. He guided her head with his hand behind her head, and thrusting foward he began to fuck her throat. Slow and steadily she was fed his long shaft. In and out he fucked her face and than stopped pulling her head to his pubic hair. I could tell he was cumming, shooting it down her throat by the look on his face.

He then released her head and pulled out of her mouth and she stood up and he began to suck on her nipples. Reaching down he undid her pants and pulled them off her. Then picking her up and putting her on the edge of one of the tables she laid back while he spread her legs and place his cock at the entrance of her pussy. Then in one swift act he rammed it inside her shaved pussy and began to fuck her hard. He rammed his cock in and out of her. With each thrust the table would move across the floor till it finally came to rest against the wall. Although I didn't have sound, I could tell she was moaning by the way she moved her head back and forth and from side to side. He had placed her legs with her knees against her chest allowing him full access to her beautiful pussy. Sharon's hands gripped the edges ofr the table and she moved her mouth as if she was screaming for more.

My cock stained against my pants as I watched this beautiful woman being fucked on the table in the break room. I reached down and undid my pants and pulled them down and began to stroke my own cock wathinig this scene.

Sharon reached up and grabbed his hair and pulled his head to her turning and biting shoulder. I could tell it must have hurt because he screamed out in pain and esctacy. All of the sudden it was as if she had gone into convulsions and then they stopped as if she had passed out. I realized that I was shooting my wad all over myself. I grabbed a napkin and as I cleaned myself up they slowly began to move again and he pulled out of her and she lowered her legs to the floor. He reached down and grabbed her hands and helped her to sit up and as she did she reached down and massaged his balls. A few moments of conversation and then they kissed and she stood up and they began to put their clothes back on. Her shirt was ripped and so she put on her uniform shirt and tucking it in, walked together to the door and she locked up. I watched them exchange one last kiss and they each got into their vehicles and drove off.

My mind began to form thoughts about what I saw on the TV monitor. I knew that this was what I had been waiting for. Sharon was a flirt. She knew she was sexy and she used it to her advantage. At times she was known to turn some of the guys red in the face by her comments or the looks she would give them. But she always reminded the guys when they moved in for more that she was happily married. Now I knew she was getting some action on the side. I wanted some of that action. I knew she loved her husband and children by the way she talked and I knew she would not want to jeopardize her marriage.

Blackmail is such a dirty word but if that's what it would take, well so be it. I wanted her for my pleasure and I would have her!

I began to edit the  videotape and called the police and told them I had a tape of the guy that broke in to the shop. The part I didn't give them was of Sharon and her lover. That part I kept for my own use.

I called Sharon in and told her I had something I wanted her to watch. She sat down and I placed the tape in the VCR and turned it on. I watched her eyes begin to fill with tears and shock as she watched. I turned it off and she stood up and turned to me and pleaded that I destroy the tape. I told her to see me after work, that we needed to talk.

At five I heard the punch ot the timeclocki as the last guy punched out. i kept busy with my paperwork as I waited for Sharon to appear in the door. When she had changed into the clothes she wore to work that morning and was dressed in a tight mini skirt with a silk blouse and long coat wrapped tight around her as if to hide her body from me. What a contrast between seeing her all covered with oil and grease with her hair up under a hat to keep it clean. Now with her hair down and cleaned up she was gorgous. Many of days I had watched her work on something bent over and wanted to come up behind her and ram my dick in her. Or to see her working under a truck on a creeper and just want to crawl between her legs.

"Tom, can we talk about that tape now?" Sharon asked sheepishly red faced.

"Sure, come in." So Sharon walked in and stood in front of my desk.

"I am so sorry that you had to see that and It will not happen again. I am so embarased I have been shaking all day thinking you were going to fire me. I love my job and I know you have given me an oppertunity when no one else would. Well, I am sorry. Are you going to destroy it for me? Please I don't want anything to get back to my husband, it would destroy him and if the guys in the shop  saw it, well I would not get much respect from them. Please!" she pleaded.

"Well let's just say it will be kept secured. I have it in my vault where nothing will happen to it but," I paused to let the next words sink in, "If you don't want anyone to see it, your going to be my fucking slut! Fuck me, Suck me, do what ever I want you to do and whenever I want you to do it. Is that clear?"

She just stood there with her mouth open but no words came out. Tears began to fall down her cheeks.

"Now take your clothes off and get on your knees and suck my cock. I know you like to suck big cocks and I have one for you.!" I stood up and undid my pants and pulled out my swollen cock.

The little bitch just stood there, with a look of shock, disbelief and indignation showing on her face. So I repeated my demand."Take your clothes off and get on your knees and give me a blow job. NOW or I send the video tape to your husband!"

In tears she bagan to take her clothes off pleading with me not to make her do this. When she had her clothes off I pointed to the carpet in front of me and said, "On your knees where a good whore belongs!"

She came forward and got on her knees and with tears flowing from her eyes like a rushing stream she began to open her mouth and suck my cock in. I grabbed her hair with my hands and pulled her to me shoving my cock deep into her mouth and then down her throat. It was so hot and moist that it made my cock swell even more. Gagging she tried to pull away but I refused to release her. Then after of moment of shear warmth overtaking me, I released my hold and allowed her to back off and she  began to cough and gasp for air. I then began to fuck her face. In and out I fucked her mouth and throat as tears continued to flow. I felt myself wanting to cum so I pulled out of her mouth and told her to  bend over my desk.

Sobbing, Sharon stood up still pleading with me so I grabbed her by the arm and threw her to the desk.

"Bend over my little slut!"

She laid her tits down on the top of my desk as she bent over with her beautiful ass in the air just waiting for me to take. I spread her legs and stuck my fingetr in her pussy to find it so wet and hot that she must have been getting turned on. Shoving my cock deep inside her she cried out as if in pain. As I fucked her the tears continued to flow but her cries of pain was turning into soft moans of pleasure. Her pussy was tighter than I had expected, especially after her having three children. It was so tight and her cunt muscles were gripping my cock as if they were working a nipple on a cows utter to get milk. It was such a turn on to just look down and see this sexy woman laying there, nude across my desk with my ridget cock plowing in and out of her. Knowing she was at my beck and call. I was her master now. My sex slave!

 I couldn't hold on much longer, I was ready to explode so I pulled out of her pussy and walked to the other side of the desk and offered her my cock. As she sucked me into her mouth I began to shoot load ofter load of hot steaming cum down her throat for her to swallow. She sucked me dry and when I pulled out of her mouth there wasn't a drop of cum on my shaft, only her wet saliva. I stepped back and pulled up my pants. Sharon stood up and went over to her clothes and started to get dressed, still sobbing.

After she had put her pants on I walked over to her and put my arms around her and she responded by putting her arms around me and pulling me tightly to her. Her bare breasts against my body felt so good that even though I had a shirt on her nipples were poking me in the chest.

"Your a bastard!" she whispered.

"I know it but I have wanted to fuck you from the first time I laid eyes on you." I told her.

"I should quit!" she responded.

"That wouldn't release you from being my whore.It would just make it more inconvient for you to be where I want you to be at the time I want you to be there. After all your husband would not like the video of you and that stud or of you and me just now."