Brit Cums Out Of Her Shell Ch 08

Ch 8

Friday morning came, and Brittany woke up a full hour earlier than normal. She laid wide awake for a few minutes, listening to Hal's deep breathing next to her. Thoughts much like those she'd been having all week swirled through her head, and she found herself burning inside.

Brittany rolled over and grinned. Hal was dead asleep, but she snaked her hand down to his groin and grabbed his flaccid cock. She gave it a squeeze, then slowly stroked it. Hal grumbled. Brittany stroked it more firmly, and whispered, "Good morning, babe." She felt his blood start to flow into his member.

Hal grumbled again and rolled away from Brittany. She huffed and nudged his shoulder. "Babe!" She said in a sing-song voice. He didn't move, and his breathing was deep and slow. "C'mon!" she said softly. She reached around him and grabbed onto his cock again. When Hal didn't respond, she just paused. "Hm," she said softly. Then she sighed, got out of bed and started getting ready.

Hal rolled over, half awake from Brittany's prodding. "Babe?" he asked groggily. "Isn't it a bit early?"

Brittany shrugged as she quickly put on some make up in the bedroom mirror. "I was wide awake, so I figured I might as well get up. Since you aren't

getting up,

that is." Brittany glanced meaningfully at Hal's midsection.

Hal rolled over again. "Sorry babe," he mumbled.

Brittany chatted, "There's not much left to do today anyway, and it'd be nice to finish early and get my... bonus."

Hal was too tired to notice the shift in Brittany's demeanor. "Oh, okay, babe." he yawned. "Don't let Cade give you less than he promised," he mumbled.

Brittany grinned. "Oh, I'm taking definitely taking the whole thing." Brittany glanced over and saw that Hal was already sleeping again. She shrugged and rushed to finish getting ready.

When Brittany pulled into Cade's parking lot, she noticed that some lights were already on. Her heart started fluttering as she glanced at the clock.

Hal probably won't be here for another forty minutes. That means...

Without a second thought, Brittany stepped out into the crisp, early morning air, took a deep breath, and walked into the building. She headed straight for Cade's office. The door was open, but when she peeked inside, it was empty. She walked in, and saw that the bathroom was empty, too. "Hm. I thought he was here," Brittany said to herself.

She realized she hadn't looked into the garage on her way down the hallway, so she headed out to the garage. Sure enough, Cade was in the front seat of the Mustang Hal had been working on all week, the seat low and reclined, so Cade was practically laying down in the front seat. He had a hand behind his head and his other held his phone in front of his face. One leg was spread wide, hanging out of the car just above the concrete.

When Brittany walked up to the young man, he glanced over. "Good morning, Brit. You're looking even better than yesterday, if that's possible."

She actually wore an outfit almost identical to the day before, though with black panties and a black bra, instead of the white satin from the day before. "Thank you!" she said. "Hal couldn't even be bothered to notice, but I'm glad someone does," she led.

Cade picked up what she was putting down, saying, "Oh yeah? Seems like a girl like you deserves to be noticed. I guess even a guy like Hal can get a little complacent, huh?" He set his phone down next to him, giving Brittany his full attention as he put both hands behind his head.

Brittany was done playing coy. The week's events had her feeling horny as hell, and it seemed like Hal was a less excitable than usual - they'd only fucked once that week, on Tuesday. When he'd gotten home the night before, he'd promptly sat on the couch and claimed they should just kick back for a while.

"I guess he knows he can get it whenever he wants. He didn't even react when I came onto him this morning, that jerk!" She had a light tone, as if to just make small talk, but Cade latched onto the admission.

"He turned you down?" he asked, incredulous. Pivoting, he said, "You must be pretty pent up, then."

"Hmm," Brittany thought. "I am pent up. And I happen to know you're pent up, too." Brittany's heart was hammering in her chest, but she took a step closer to Cade. She looked directly down at him.

Cade reached a long arm out and put a thick hand on her hip. "I don't know about you, but I'm ready to be a whole lot less pent up." His hand slid around to her ass and squeezed gently.

Brittany pretended not to notice the young man groping her ass, and said, "Well, I was planning on getting laid this morning," she trailed off, twirling a strand of blonde hair around her middle finger. She looked off toward the garage door, heart hammering away at her chest.

"Oh, I wouldn't leave you hanging. Besides, we're both so pent up, it would practically just be an... accident, right?"

Brittany chuckled, nodding. "Oh, definitely. Just like yesterday."

He pulled her by her ass, eliciting a little yelp from Brittany as she ducked into the Mustang. She turned and land on her butt, putting her side-saddle right in his lap. The mustang was small, but the seats Hal had installed were made for someone much taller than Cade, and were so low to the floor that Brittany actually had enough room to sit on his lap and only duck her head a little bit.

The steering wheel wasn't even in the way, as the seat was rolled so far back that she had room to move around. "Oops. It seems like I fell right into your lap." Brittany bit her fingertip playfully. "I've been so

clumsy

this week!"

Hal woke up earlier than usual, and vaguely remembered how Brittany had left early that morning. He figured that having her leave before him must have made him wake up sooner. Either way, he was wide awake. He got up, got dressed, and was stepping into the shower when he remembered she'd come onto him that morning, too. He paused, thinking. "Huh," he said aloud. It had been a weird week. Brittany seemed to have more sexual energy, and he'd actually been a little drained having her at work with him. He wasn't sure why, but he started worrying about why she would go into work so early.

Part of it was just how eager Brittany seemed to get going that morning. He'd been wiped out, and really wasn't a morning sex kind of guy anyway. But Brittany was rearing to go. And now she was already at work. It wasn't like Cade to show up before 8am, anyway, but Hal couldn't help but imagine Brittany walking in and finding Cade out in the garage...

I don't know why the hell I'm having these thoughts right when I wake up. It's not like they actually mean anything, right?

He couldn't help but imagine Brittany and Cade out in the garage.

Cade was sitting in the mustang, and she was sitting on Cade's lap. Then she was leaning down, delicately manipulating his belt. It wasn't long until she pulled Cade's cock out of his tight jeans. She stroked him until he was hard, biting her lip the way that always drove him crazy. He tried to imagine some kind of witty banter between the too, but just ended up picturing their mouths moving as Brittany casually stroked his boss's cock.

"Just, casually going at it?" Hal exclaimed as he popped an easy breakfast into the microwave. "Where is this coming from?"

In the garage, Cade grabbed Brittany's blouse and bra and yanked them down. He took one huge breast and massaged it, and Brittany's face reddened. She always did that when she got horny.

Brittany spat on Cade's cock, lubricating the veiny rod for her delicate fingers, and Cade pulled Brittany's blouse open. He reached his free arm around her back, unclipped her bra in one smooth motion, and pulled the bra off her.

The soft, black lace bra dropped onto the concrete floor of the garage and he grabbed both of her tits as they hung out of her open blouse. Brittany's pink areolas peeked out between his splayed fingers..He could feel her nipples harden under his middle fingers as his cock hardened in Brittany's hand.

Hal rushed to finish showering. Again, he tried to think of more witty banter as the fantasy developed, but...

Brittany, while stroking the young man's thick cock, glanced at her bra on the dirty garage floor. She raised an eyebrow at Cade. "Hey, now. You'll have to include the cost of new underwear in my bonus if my bra is ruined," she prodded.

Cade, unphased, said, "Don't worry. I think you're already getting a pretty thick bonus."

Brittany laughed. "Mm, true." She bit her lip. "Thicker than... well, there's a first time for everything."

"First time you've had one this big? It won't be the last," Cade stated.

"Oh-ho! Feeling pretty sure of yourself this morning, huh?" Brittany asked. In the back of her head, the idea of fucking the man in the future stirred some excitement in her chest. "I guess it depends on how much I like my bonus."

"Seems to you're already enjoying it. Don't worry, I'll make sure you get enough to be satisfied." He pinched her nipples between his knuckles and Brittany's eyes fluttered closed. "Hey, it's not like my office is going to be tidy forever. Who knows, I might need your services on a monthly basis."

"Or weekly," Brittany blurted, not sure how the words escaped so quickly.

Cade grinned. "I think Hal would understand if I had to call you in on short notice because you misplaced some paperwork."

Brittany moaned, completely unphased by his mention of her boyfriend. "Accidents happen all the time, right?"

She grinned down at him and spat on his cock again, spreading more fluid along the veiny shaft. Having it in her hand for the past several minutes had given her a pretty good idea for how it was about to feel pushing into her. It somehow seemed thicker that morning.

Cade was on the same wavelength. "I don't think you're getting enough spit on there. It's time for a little more lubricant, if you know what I mean. After yesterday, I can tell it's one tight pussy that's about to need a lot of it."

"Mmm," Brittany purred. She dismounted the man's lap and kneeled outside the Mustang. "You'd like to stretch out that tight pussy, wouldn't you?"

Cade sat up, swung his legs out of the car, and moved out toward the edge of the seat. He pulled his legs out of his pants, letting them sit on the concrete next to Brittany's bra. He opened his legs wide and his throbbing cock pointed at his employee's blonde girlfriend. "I hope you're ready for it, because today you're getting the whole thing."

Brittany leaned forward and took the thick cock in her mouth. He didn't miss the half grin on her lips.

Hal finished his breakfast and leaned against his kitchen counter, thinking while he looked out the window over the sink. He couldn't seem to get his mind off of Brittany and Cade. Or, he thought, the idea of them hooking up. He knew -- of course -- that something like that wouldn't actually happen. Brittany had met Cade a few days ago, and even though she'd finally started coming out of her shell, he didn't think she had it in her to lay her boyfriend's boss, of all people.

He had to correct himself -- Brittany was coming out of her shell with his help. He had to admit that he'd had a big part in getting her more comfortable in her own body. It hadn't really taken much, either. Once he'd given her that first big push with Brian, she basically did the rest. Hal knew that all he'd done was give her ideas along the way to make sure she didn't lose her momentum.

Still,

he thought, looking out at the morning dew,

it's not like she would just start cheating on me.

After a moment of thought, he realized even that sounded off, for some reason. She had only been three days in with Cade. Even if they were heating up -- after the strip tease that Hal

let his boss watch

the day before -- he told himself there wasn't any reason to worry.

He glanced at the clock, thinking Cade probably wouldn't even show up at the shop for a few more minutes. He figured Brittany was probably alone at the shop, finishing up. Maybe that made it easier to kind of, just a little bit, indulge the mental image of the two together. For the sake of getting it out of his head, he rationalized. It was the most foreign idea he'd ever had about Brittany, but there it was. Hal pushed off his kitchen counter and headed back to his bedroom to get dressed for the day.

A few minutes later, Brittany was choking on a thick cock when she lurched up for a gasp of air. Two strands of saliva stretched between her lips and Cade's cock. "Oh fuck, that's big."

Cade sneered and let go of her hair, which was now messy from his hand pushing her mouth onto his cock. He exhaled hard, like he'd been holding his breath. "I could never, ever say no to that. How in the hell does Hal say no to you?"

Brittany wiped her mouth on the shoulder of her blouse and leaned back. Cade leaned out of the Mustang, then knelt down and put an arm around Brittany's back. Before she could ask what he was doing, he hefted her up until he could put an arm under her legs. Then picked her up.

Brittany squeaked in surprise. She had just enough time to shake her head and say, "So is this what you meant about Hal not treating me right?"

Cade took a few steps toward the front of the car. He set her down on the corner of the hood of the Mustang. Brittany leaned back on her elbows, tits out, legs closed. The young man used both hands to spread her legs. "Actually," he said, his cock pointed at her black panties under her skirt. "I'm about to show you that part."

Hal was in a strange state of mind. The longer he dwelled on the idea of Brittany leaving so early for Cade's Customs, the more he worried about "walking in" on something. It made him sit down and think. Did he want to walk in on that? What if he did? What if he let it happen -- would he know? What would that mean for their relationship?

There was something so taboo about it, and even though the thought hadn't even occurred to him before that week, he was locked into the idea that his girlfriend could be suddenly putting out for another man just because Hal had made a few pushy jokes. And because she liked the attention.

He knew he liked that about her a long time ago, even if she never admitted it herself -- he knew who she was. She loved getting attention from men. She had her high anxieties, but she'd had men's attention for so long that it was only natural for her to have it. So Hal was never really bothered if she flirted with other guys, or even teased a little. He didn't even mind if a guy got a little handsy with her -- he knew it could boost her confidence as long as she didn't have to worry about him freaking out, so he always rolled with it.

What does that mean about this, though?

he thought, sitting behind the steering wheel of his truck in his driveway. He looked at the clock. Even leaving that second would put him a few minutes late. He reached for the ignition.

Maybe I'm getting ahead of myself. I basically just convinced myself that something is happening. I'm not going to jump the gun. I'll just roll with it unless something weird is up.

Satisfied with how he'd thought through it, Hal grabbed the keys in the ignition. And hesitated.

Brittany's skirt and black panties were haphazardly tossed on the floor with her bra, but her blouse hung loose around her shoulders. She still had her high heels and thigh-high stockings, but nothing else. The dime herself was bent over the hood of the Mustang with one leg up on the hood next to her hand. Her hips arched upward toward the man squaring up behind her. Her pussy was already glistening wet -- the two had been fucking for several minutes already. They had just paused so she could slide off the hood of the mustang Mustang, turn around, and bend over it.

Cade stood behind her fat ass, astonished at how she looked even more attractive bent over the car. "Fuck, Brit," he said, short of breath. "I might miss those tits, but your ass is unbelievable." He put one hand on the leg she had planted on the hood, and he curled his other hand around her hip. His cock was still wet from the girl's tight little pussy, so all he had to do was put his thick cock back against her and push.

"Ohhh, yeah!" Brittany gasped, not for the first time. "How are you so

thick

?!" she moaned.

Cade slowly pushed his cock deeper. He sucked in his breath. When he was balls deep, he exhaled a breath. "Fuck," he drew out. "You like that thick cock, don't you, slut?"

"Mm. I love thick cock."

Cade pulled back and starting fucking the blonde. Her lips stretched fit him, and they glowed a soft pink. She was so tight around him that, as he pulled away, her lips pulled back with him, and she gripped the big dick as she dropped her head to her chest.

Cade picked up speed, pushing into her fast enough that her tits began to sway in front of her. "Oh! Fuck that little pussy. Show me who's boss." Brittany groaned as the man rammed her.

Cade grumbled, "This-pussy-only-has-one-boss-now, doesn't it? Yeah." His hips slapped against her ass with every word. He stared down while he did. Her ass jiggled with each thrust. He couldn't look away from the sight, and pulled her hips down on him harder.

Brittany laughed breathlessly, "I think you're-gonna have to-try harder-if you think-you're the only-

Oh, fuck yes!

" She almost screamed the words as an orgasm shook her body.

Cade slowed down, then stopped balls deep inside her as she shook and clenched her hands. "Oh fuck. Oh fuck, yes. I haven't cum like that in... Oh!" Cade was done waiting. He grabbed a fist-full of hair, and started pounding her pussy again.

Brittany shook her head, exasperated. "Ohhh! Even if you do fill me up," Brittany's voice constricted. "-more than anyone else has-" She exhaled deeply, moaning. "You can't think you're that special."

Cade pulled back on her hair and slapped her ass hard. Brittany gasped, "Oh!" She looked back at him with a lusty little grin.

Cade knew she was egging him on. "

Un!

, So you want me trying harder, huh?" Cade pulled harder and clamped his free hand around her hip.

In a drawn out breath, Brittany bit her lip and moaned, "Mmhmm."

Cade barked a laugh and flipped Brittany over. He grabbed her around the ass and lifted her in his hands. She squeaked again in surprise and said, "I keep forgetting how strong you are. It's so hot being manhandled like this."

Cade's thick cock rubbed her against her wet pussy as he walked them to the side of the mustang. He pinned her against it. "You'll love this then" He pulled his hips back, nudged his cock against her pussy with one hand and lowered her onto his thick rod.

"Mmmm!" Brittany dropped her head to her chest. Almost effortlessly, Cade lifted and dropped Brittany onto his cock while simultaneously arcing his hips into her. He rammed her ass against his hips and her tits bounced against her chest. Brittany gasped. Her legs wrapped around his waist reflexively. His arms bulged from the effort of practically throwing the blond onto his cock.

"You want me to fill this little pussy up? Huh?" he huffed. He picked her up and slammed her back down. His cock stretched her tight cunt as he started pounding her against the Mustang in earnest. While he tossed the blonde up and down, every muscle in his body went rigid.

Brittany moaned and gasped. Cade mostly just grunted with the effort of making her his bitch.

"Oh! Fuck! Yes!!" Her every word was punctuated by Cade dropping her balls deep onto his hips.

He watched as the Mustang rocked back and forth, giving Cade more momentum to work with. Britany used the muscles in her legs to further grind against him.

"Oh. Fuck!" Cade huffed hard into Brittany's bare chest as his body tensed under her. Even as he lost his rhythm, she continued to grind and bounce on his cock. She felt his thick cock pulse hard, deep in her cunt.