I had just finished doing some laundry when I heard the knock at the door. I never even thought about the fact that it was late, I was alone, and our house was secluded and far from the road. The privacy had been a selling point for my husband and I but now with the new job he had taken last year he spent a lot of time traveling. It seemed each month he was gone more and more. It was straining our marriage but I knew how important this job was to him. He admired his boss, but I found him arrogant. Each time we met I felt as if he was stripping me layer by layer, exposing me. He treated John and all his employees like he was vastly superior to them but they all seemed to have this desire to please him. I couldn't understand it...no that's a lie...I understood too well, for I too, fantasized about pleasing him.
When the door swung open it was as if my musings had conjured him up for there stood my husband's boss Lee Taylor. Without thinking I slammed the door, or tried to, he was too quick and caught the edge of the door, laughing as he pushed it open and stepped on in. "That isn't any way to greet your livelihood', he grinned looking me up and down. I was barefoot with just a pair of cutoff shorts, that made my long legs go on forever. The black tank top I was wearing was old and worn and clung to my full breasts like a second skin. My short blonde hair was tousled and my green eyes stormy at the intrusion. 'John isn't here", I reported. "I know" he chuckled, turning to lock the door with an ominous click and then moving into the front room and taking a seat on the sofa, arms spread out across the back. "Of course I know he's gone I send him on all these important trips, and then I feel so guilty leaving you here all alone!"
"I want you to leave," I said, but he ignored me and continued on as if I hadn't spoken at all.
"You must get damn lonely here by yourself, all the time, why don't you come over here and sit down?" he patted the sofa cushion next to him, causing me to back away, shaking my head. "It's been a rough day today and I need to unwind."
I asked him once more to leave, but he just laughed. Angrily I stomped my foot, insisting, "Get out of our house. Nothing is ever going to happen between us.
He stood up quickly, scaring me. I turned to leave, not sure what I was going to do, surprised when he grabbed me spinning me around. I looked up biting my lips nervously, my heart beating, guilty for God forgive me I was more aroused by him then my dear sweet husband ever could get me, and this seemed so, so wrong.
"You must get really horny without John around to stick that sad little pecker of his into you" he growled.
I raised my hand to slap him, wanting to hit him hard, to hurt him but he caught my arm twisting it back, leaning over me I could feel his hot breath on my neck and his words whispered in my ears, "I knew the moment I saw you that you were a closet slut...you just needed breaking in." He pushed me against the wall my arms above my head, eyes closed. I turned my head and felt his mouth move down along my jawline. His body pressed against mine and I could feel his erection between us hard, and hot. He lifted his chest off of mine but kept our pelvis' pressed together grinning when my traitorous body arched against his. "I've been patient long enough...my balls need draining" and he started to pull me down the hallway.
I resisted, "My husband may work for you but you can't tell me what to do. Save your dictator act for the office. Didn't you hear me, I want you to leave," I repeated.
He stopped and I relaxed thinking I had finally gotten through to him but his next words made me realize how wrong I was, "Do you want John to have a job when he gets back?"
"You wouldn't" I asked, stupidly, realizing he would do anything, anything he wanted!
"Your little John is going to be working at McDonalds if you don't cooperate here, darling"
"He works his ass off for you," I spit out angrily.
"He's a fuck up"
"He's the best employee, you have"
"The only reason I keep him around is you!"
He reached down and unzipped his trousers, pulling out his hard cock. I could see the wet tip, glistening. My mouth dropped open, this was what a man's hard aroused cock should look like I remember thinking, long, thick.
He laughed, "That's a good girl. Keep that mouth open. So babe do you suck John's cock."
"That's none of your business," I backed away, swallowing hard, my eyes still staring at that hard piece of man that he lightly stroked as I watched.
"Is his dick this big? he asked and laughed when I unconsciously shook my head answering him.
He kicked off his shoes and dropped his trousers, letting them fall to a heap in the middle of hall and stepping out of them and his boxer briefs.
I had to leave...NOW...or I knew I was doomed, so I turned away from the mesmerizing sight of him.
"I have his dismissal papers in the car" I stopped. "And of course I need to look into those sexual harassment charges. Worse than that, sexual assault! Imagine, 3 women who will swear that John raped them after requesting they work late. Hmmm, I sure hope pretty boy John likes it up the ass because he is going to prison."
"That's a lie" I gasped.
He laughed, Yes it is. But he's fucked because I have girls who will swear to it.
"I hate you, I wish he had never taken this job."
"Hate me or not, you're going to do as I say"
"Doesn't it matter to you that you are forcing me? That I wouldn't have anything to do with you if you weren't using these threats", I taunted.
He grinned running his hand up under my shirt and cupping my breast, his thumb teasing my hard nipple. I tried to resist but my traitorous body trembled and I could feel myself becoming damp. "Nope, he answered, shaking his head. Doesn't bother me a bit. And I think you like me more than you want to admit, and anyway this way your little hubby keeps his job and even gets a little promotion. Hell, maybe I'll put you on as a consultant." He lowered his head, sucking my erect nipple into his mouth, leaving a warm wet spot on my shirt.
"Forget it," I replied, I wouldn't work for you ever. Just take care of my husband and this stays between us...agreed?
He grabbed my shoulders pushing me down, "Agreed" he growled.
I looked up, green eyes wide, taking a deep breath. He stood before me, stroking his hard cock slowly, looking down at me, hungrily. I felt devoured. "Give it a kiss, wife!"
Biting my lip, I swallowed hard and then decided. I reached out wrapping my warm hand around his shaft. He reached down entwining his hands in my hair and pulling me closer. Although it hurt, pulling at my hair, I resisted, wanting at least some control. He laughed and let go, like a cat playing with a mouse, letting me think I had a modicum of power. Oh my, his cock was beautiful, long about 8 inches and thick. The head was engorged and glistened on the tip with his pre cum. I looked at it, a few inches away, pulsing, and leaned forward rubbing my face against it. He groaned, ordering me to get my pretty lips around it. His precum smeared across my cheek. My tongue flicked out tracing a path up the hard length of him. He groaned again, deep and guttural, "Good girl." Licking, tasting, letting my tongue slide along him. Suddenly his hands tightened in my hair again and he demanded, "Look at me, wife! Does that taste good?"
The tip of his cock was on my chin and I shook my head, eyes closing. "Yes", I whispered. "Yes God help me it does."
"Is your husband this big?" he demanded
I shook my head...no. With the movement the engorged head of his cock slid across my lips.
"Quit playing with it and suck it."
My eyes flared briefly hating him.
"Poor thing. He's never around, I make sure of that", laughing, "You must be starving." His hands slid along my face. "Such a pretty little cocksucker."
I slid my warm wet mouth over him, sucking, tasting, using my tongue. He grabbed my chin and my hair, thrusting with his hips, and I resisted the urge to bite him. Instead I swallowed hard, feeling his cock slide in further, stretching my lips, filling my mouth. He groaned flexing his hips and I sucked harder. I reached down and cupped his balls my thumb reaching back and massaging the base of his cock, stroking it, rubbing with my fingertips. My mouth opened a bit and a mixture of his pre-cum and my saliva trickled down my chin. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, sucking him deeper into my throat.
"That's it, blow me, you little slut! You never had your mouth this full have you?"
I slid my mouth up and down his hard shaft moving it in and out, in and out
