Tammy woke to the sound of her bedside alarm clock. The buzzing was continual and needed to be addressed. She looked over at her husband's side of the bed and realized that he was away at a convention and this was his daily wake up alarm and not hers. Tammy rolled towards the offending sound and clicked it off. It was only then that she realized that her cell phone was also ringing. The tone was set low and had been drowned out by the annoying buzz of the alarm clock.
"Hello," she said into the phone, attempting to cover the sleep that was still in her voice.
"Get downstairs and open the side door for me," was all the voice said before clicking off.
Tammy was surprised to hear Tom's voice, especially knowing he was either at her house or about to arrive. Why had her husband's best customer decided to show up at her home at 6:30am?
She got out of bed wearing just her silk bikini panties and a tank top that barely covered her full tits. Her feet slipped into her clear house heels as she looked to see where her robe was. Then she recalled it was at the dry cleaner and she shrugged her shoulders and headed for the stairs. Her mind was operating on remote control and she was still a bit foggy.
As she got to the bottom of the stairs she went through the kitchen and to the side door. Tom was standing there as she opened it.
"Take off that top right now," he demanded as he closed the door. Tammy was shocked that he just barged in on her like this and without saying anything in the way of a greeting. He just started out with telling her to strip off her top.
"Please Tom, I just got up," she said in a weak voice.
"You take it off or I rip it off. It's your choice," he said.
Tammy had an immediate intake of breath as his words seemed to slap her across the face. Instead of being offended or shocked, she felt arousal begin from the dominance and control he was exerting over her.
"Yes, Tom," she whispered as her hands gripped the bottom and pulled it up over her head. She threw it down on the kitchen floor.
As her full breasts came into view he could see that her nipples were already becoming hard. His hands reached out and he took the nipples in his fingers and squeezed them. He pulled on them lightly. His fingers continued to work and arouse her flesh and she started to breathe more heavily. He pulled her by her nipples forcing her to close the distance between them until her body was almost touching his. Then his lips were on her lips. His tongue explored her mouth and was dueling with her own. A deep moan escaped from her. She became incredibly hot and needy as the kiss continued. When it finally broke, Tammy seemed to be glassy eyed and out of breath. Her eyes dropped as Tom undid his pants and dropped them and his shorts to his ankles.
"You want my cock in your mouth, don't you slut," he said.
"Yes," was her one word answer as she squatted down in front of him and took his cock in her hand. Tammy stroked it and then pushed forward to take it into her hungry mouth. Tom was rising quickly and she took more and more of his cock. Her mouth was moving on him and she forced her face down onto him almost to the base. Tom groaned as she kept going almost all the way down with each bob of her head. His cock was hard and full size as Tammy worked on him with a desperate need. It was a need that surfaced so quickly that is shocked even her. She felt his hands in her hair as he gripped her and began to use that hold to force his cock as deep into her throat as it could go. Tom was aggressively fucking her face.
"You like that don't you slut," he said to her. Tammy looked up at him and nodded with her eyes. His cock had imbedded itself in her throat.
Tom pulled back, withdrawing his hard cock from her mouth. Tammy groaned from the empty feeling and looked up again. Tom slapped her face first on one side and then the other. She kept her face there and just groaned as he abused her.
"You like it rough, don't you bitch" he snarled at her.
"Anything baby, do anything you want," she panted as he struck her back and forth again.
