This is part three of "His Cum Slut." Enjoy and have fun in your own bed!
As another week drew to a close, Joe leaned back in his chair. All of his work was essentially finished and all of his projects caught up. His customers were happy and there were no outstanding emails left. He had just gotten off the phone with his wife to tell her he would have to work late on the Smithfield Project because his damn boss was too demanding. His wife Briana expressed her frustration that he would not be home to watch the children while she went to her monthly Bunco card game in the neighborhood. Briana and her friends would spend the night chatting about their work week, their husbands and eventually their sex lives. Add in some wine and desserts and it was a night she treasured. She was normally out past midnight and never in the mood when she came home half drunk and drowsy.
Joe knew the monthly routine and just could not put up with it this month. Whenever he wanted to go play poker with the boys or go to a ballgame, Briana's calendar was always too full to accommodate him. When Monday mornings rolled around, Joe would have to listen to his buddies regale him with tales of their Friday night. So here Joe sat on a Friday night in the office content to relax and see what the night would bring.
Joe's administrative assistant Michelle had heard the phone conversation between Joe and his wife and felt her panties getting wet. She too had called home to her husband and used the same excuse. She would have to stay late at work and work in the Smithfield Project with her boss. He had just mumbled that it was ok and Michelle could swear she heard a woman's voice in the background in her house.
Michelle was in her early 30's, stood 5'3 and had 38D breasts. She was a BBW woman with a curvy ass, deep blue eyes and brown curly hair. Little did her husband know that for the past week, she had become Joe's cum slut. Michelle was still mystified as to how his had happened and how Joe had brought out a deep hidden desire of hers to give herself fully to a dominant lover.
Joe stood a foot taller at 6'3 and salt and black pepper hair and was 46 years old. No one would ever call him skinny, but he did work out in the gym with weights so he carried an imposing figure. With things at home so sexually quiet and stale, Joe had been surprised how fast he and Michelle had gone from close work friends to sexual lovers. Michelle had submitted to his sexual desires and Joe had been able to do things to her his wife would never try or approve of him doing. He was now the dominant and Michelle was his cum slut. He had face fucked her roughly, cum over various parts of her body, spanked her curvy ass and claimed her as his sexual toy. Earlier that week, Joe had taken her from behind in the conference room and given her one of the best fucks of her life.
After Monday's romp in the conference room, Joe and Michelle had resumed their normal friendship around their co-workers. They bantered back and forth and still ate lunch in the break room together. To outsiders, they looked like just two friends married to other people. Deep down inside, both Joe and his cum slut were waiting for the next opportunity for their illicit fun to continue.
As Friday afternoon became Friday evening, Joe noticed that everyone had gone for the evening. Normally Michelle would have come in by now and told him goodnight. He looked out into the parking lot and saw his car in the first row and her car a few rows behind it. Otherwise, the parking lot was now deserted.
Just as Joe stood up to go ask Michelle if they were the only ones left in the office, she came walking into the office. Joe took in the sight of her hard nipples pressing through her tan blouse and the black skirt that had ridden up her hips. Michelle was wearing heels and what appeared to be thigh high stockings. As they both looked at each other, they knew the work day was over and it was time to change roles. Michelle had both hands behind her back and asked Joe, "Look at what is in my hands sir." She pulled both hands from behind her back. Her tan panties and tan lace bra were in each hand and Michelle proceeded to drop them to the floor.
"On your knees slut." Joe said. He unzipped his pants and took out his cock, which now stood rigid at seven inches. He shoved his cock into her mouth and began to face fuck her mouth. Joe grabbed her curly hair from behind and forcefully shoved his cock down her throat.
Michelle knew what to expect next and she was not disappointed. As she kneeled before him in his office chair, Joe stood up and had begun to roughly thrust in and out of her mouth. She felt helpless but secure in Joe's grip as his hard cock filled her mouth repeatedly. He began to aggressively fuck her face faster and faster. Saliva was spilling down her mouth and her eyes were beginning to water. Michelle's pussy was wet with anticipation.
She pulled her mouth of his cock and begged. "Please sir may I finger myself?" Joe grunted negatively and told her to unbutton her blouse. Michelle clumsily unbuttoned her blouse and felt her breasts swaying as he face fucked her.
