"Let me sort this out!"
My terrified husband looks at me quizzically as I stroll past him. Opening the door I poke my head into the depot and see the five taxi drivers stood around looking impatient and not too pleased. Understandably so. My husband is their boss and he owes them money which he hasn't got. They want to beat the shit out of him. I need to defuse the situation and quick.
"Come in gents."
I turn back into the office. My husband still has a puzzled look on his face as I perch myself on the edge of the desk and face the guys as they file in. They're a motley crew for sure. A fat African, one skinny and spotty kid, two Albanians probably old enough to be my father and a musclebound Turk with a low IQ. I question myself about what I am about to offer them but it's all I got.
"How much does this prick owe you?"
"£300. Each!"
"Ok. How about a deal?"
"Go on."
"Give him another week to get your money. In the meantime....you can all fuck me."
"Honey. No. You don't have to!"
I turn to my husband. He has that demeanour of a pathetic loser all over him. Again. The thought that I need to ditch him goes through my head. Again. But no matter how much shit I have to keep digging him out of I still somehow stick with him.
"You got any better fucking ideas, pencil dick?" I fire back at him which generates an even more pitiful look over him as he bows his head slightly in defeat. "Now go sit in the corner over there. Me and the boys are talking business."
As he shuffles towards the chair I turn my attention back to the five cab drivers. The African looks up for it judging by the sneer/smile on his face. The kid is a shade of red suggesting he's terrified. The big Turk probably doesn't understand what's on offer as he looks perplexed. The two Albanians also appear in a state of bewilderment. I lay my cards on the table. I am wearing a white top with bra underneath. I have a shortish grey skirt on, panties and stockings and finished off with a pair of heels on. It is almost 3am and I am tired. If this is going to happen then let's fucking get on with it.
Still with my ass perched on the edge of the desk I stretch out a leg and kick the chair towards the wall in order to give the five cabbies a full view. Looking down I grip the edge of my skirt and slowly draw it up my body to reveal my panties. This appears to give the morons no doubt as to what is on offer here.
Looking back towards them I see the African now beaming like a madman and practically drooling as he begins to rub his cock through his trackies. The Turk and the two Albanians now seem more relaxed and understanding and definitely up for it. The spotty kid still looks like he's about to pass out in fear. With one hand still holding my skirt another goes to my panties and starts to rub over my mound. The African is first.
He shuffles between my legs, his crotch area now up against my gyrating hand as he swiftly grabs onto my waist. His urgency takes me by surprise and makes it clear that he wants to be in charge here. He leans in close to offer his mouth up to mine however I don't fancy this for now and turn my head towards my husband. This doesn't seem to deter the black guy as he just nuzzles into my neck and ear instead, licking and nibbling away as his hands now begin to explore me.
My husband looks on as this overweight fucker freely molests his wife. His feebleness and his inability to stand up to what's happening to me and the control I have over him is a turn on. Coupled with the hands working me over I sense my cunt start to tingle and moisten as my breathing increases. The African wants to move things forward which is fine with me.
He backs off slightly and starts to tug at my top and I guess he wants to see my tits. I help him swiftly pull the top up and over my head. As I reach behind to unclip my bra he starts to yank down his trackies and I peer down to what looks like a healthy package in his shorts. My ample breasts are released and I throw my bra over in the general direction of hubby as the black man comes in close again. His paws go to my tits as I snake a hand inside his shorts.
I find a good sized erection that is hot and primed and I coo my appreciation whilst slowly jerking up and down on it. I was prepared to blow him to full hardness however he feels more than ready. My other hand begins to drag his shorts down his legs.
"That's a big dick, mister" I gleefully tell the African. He responds with another sneer as one of his hands finds my mound through my panties. As he massages away on my tit and cunt I again murmour contently and turn towards my husband.
"About time I got fucked by a real man".
I enjoy the moment humiliating him but my attention is brought back to the big goon between my legs as he slips a digit inside my panties to find a wet pussy that is now ready for the taking. He is not hanging about. As soon as he feels my wetness he puts his hands around the back of my slim waist to coerce my ass further over the edge of the desk. I place my hands behind me for support as my cunt is now fully accessible for his impending breach of my womanhood.
I look down between my legs to see his shorts have fallen to his his ankles. With one hand he drags my panties across my cunt and with his other hand he steers his erection towards my sex.
"Ohhhhh fuuuucckkkkk" I breathlessly whisper as his full length is slowly inserted into my wet but tight vagina. It is not uncomfortable but I hope he takes it slow for a while so that I can get used to his girth. I close my eyes and reach around to his buttocks and dig my nails in. He jolts at this but is still taking his time with me. Every time he goes in I feel my cunt accept at bit more until he is eventually able to sink himself up to his nuts. I open my eyes and look up to him just as he comes in close again. This time I do not deny him as I offer up my mouth to his and just as our tongues begin to dance, the fat bastard begins to fuck me with firm and steady strokes. He puts me in a bear hug and my body totally capitulates to his advances.