Michelle Ch. 2 - The Manager's New Slut
The drive from the restaurant seemed endless. Michelle knew what was about to happen. They were going to his house so he could fuck her. She was going to have a man that wanted her and wanted to fuck her. That's exactly what she had fantasized about last week when she first met him. Now it was going to come true.
When they arrived at Peter's home, he took Michelle to his bedroom. It was a nice master bedroom suite with a king size bed and a huge Jacuzzi bathroom. Michelle stood there waiting for Peter's direction as he removed his jacket and tie. He moved in front of Michelle placing his fingers to her face. "Is this what you want, Michelle?"
At first Michelle didn't answer as she contemplated what was about to happen. After all, this was the first time she'd ever been alone with a man to have sex other than her husband. "Answer me, Michelle!!" He asked again with a much more dominating voice.
Deep inside this IS what she wanted. She needed a man that would want her and take control. But this was all so new and happening so fast. How could she say "no," when all she thought about this past week was having him? Michelle was a respectable wife. She was an elegant lady well liked in her community. She had always been faithful to her husband even though she wanted, needed, and craved so much more. It was Michelle's moment of decision as to what she really wanted. Deep down she knew she couldn't turn back now. Her performance at the restaurant made her feel as though Peter owned her. But what did he have in mind to do. Right now she wanted him to fuck her so bad. Her whole body craved it. And she could feel her pussy getting wet already. But all those stories about his domination and bondage of women... and the S&M? Would he use her body for his enjoyment like that? Is that what he wanted from her? Everything was flashing through her mind all at once.
She looked up at him knowing she should say "no," and fearing what might happen to her. But instead a timid "yes"..., came out of her mouth.
Peter didn't waste anytime and began disrobing her. A minute later she was naked except for the black nylon stockings, garter belt and six-inch stilettos. Peter loved seeing his women in sexy lingerie. Those high-heeled platform shoes really complimented Michelle's gorgeous legs. And the black nylon stockings fit her nice and tight, actually hugging her milky white thighs leaving just enough exposed flesh to make her look so desirable. She looked as much like a slut as you could get. No one would ever have guessed that she was a respectable middle-class housewife.
Then Peter removed his clothes while Michelle watched. When his underwear fell to the floor Michelle stared between his legs. She instantly became partially amazed and partially scared. His cock was so big. Peter saw Michelle's eyes focus on his huge manhood between his legs. He stroked it in his hand while Michelle watched it grow fully erect. "Twelve inches," he said. "You're going to love it up your hot little cunt." "And just wait till you suck this."
Michelle softly and shyly spoke. "Peter, there's something you should know," "I've done very little with my husband." "He fucks me, not often, but that's all." "I...I've never....done anything else."
"Really!!" Peter responded. "Then I'll enjoy you that much more." "It'll be almost like having a virgin." Peter's hands began roaming all over her body feeling her soft delicate flesh. He loved the way her soft thighs felt clad in those sexy stockings. By the time his fingers stroked through her cunt she was dripping wet. "Looks like you're ready to be my slut now," he commented.
Peter then grabbed Michelle and began kissing all over her face. Then he pulled her down on the bed. She moaned out to him, "Oh Peter..." He kissed and tongued down Michelle's body making sure he spent plenty of time with his face buried between her incredibly full breasts. His mouth then moved on to her delicious wet pussy. He had Michelle moaning right from the outset.
In a short time he was kneeling between Michelle's legs and had his big cock sliding in. At first he fucked her slowly, but then once his big cock was coated with her juices he began burying it all the way inside Michelle's cunt. She was moaning out, "Oh!.. Oh!... you're so big ...Oh God...." "It's so big"...
He pulled out and moved Michelle to the floor. He positioned her kneeling with her back against the bed looking up at him. "It's time you learned what I expect of you." He stood there stroking his huge cock while instructing Michelle on her new duties as his whore. "Let me make it simple." "You will do anything I want." "Got it?" Michelle didn't say a word; just nodded that she understood.
"So you've never sucked cock before, huh?" "Well, I'll teach you that." "That's as good a place as any to start." "A good slut should know how to take it down her throat."
Hearing everything he had to say scared Michelle; not just a little, but a lot. She didn't know how to respond. She wanted him badly. He had already aroused her more than any man ever had. And his cock had felt so good inside her cunt. All she wanted to do was please him. But the way he talked scared her so much. And he was going to teach her how to suck his cock? How could she possibly swallow that big thing? As she knelt there looking up at Peter she replied, "I don't think I can do that." "You're too big." Michelle figured he would understand and not force her to do it.
But then suddenly in an instant, "SMACKKKK!!!" Peter's hand slapped her face hard right across her cheek. "Don't you ever talk like that," he yelled at her. "You'll do as I tell you." "Didn't you hear what I just said?" He paused for only a moment.
"It's time you learned how to be a good whore." And he slapped her face again just to be sure she knew that he meant what he said.
