Cally was very inexperienced when it came to sex or dealing with people. She met a boy named Tom in high school and married very young. Tom was very strange when it came to sex and always wanted the lights off when they had sex. He didn't ask her to suck his cock and didn't eat her pussy. In fact he wouldn't let her see him naked. His religious beliefs were that sex was only for procreation, not enjoyment. Cally loved him very much and didn't really know there was more to sex than a man getting on top of a woman and putting his penis in her and moving his hips. When she tried to move in bed he would reprimand her to lay still. She received little satisfaction except fulfilling her wifely duties.
Tom tried to support them but they were having such a hard time making ends meet, Cally decided to find a job. Cally was a beautiful 18 year old woman, about 5' 5", weighing 130 lbs with brown hair and blue eyes. Her tits were superb. They were so firm and stood out so prominently that she attracted attention anywhere she went. Her ass was full and round, with a little jiggle when she walked. Needless to say if she walked past construction workers, she got whistled at many times. Cally was always so embarrassed and tried to dress conservatively. But some things are hard to hide.
After sending out many job applications in her small hometown, she finally got an interview at the local Farm Bureau. Cally was so excited. She wore her best dress and shoes and even put on just a little makeup on to add color to her face. She didn't want to send the wrong message.
Cally arrived early for the interview and sat nervously in the waiting room. Mr. Weber was manager of the Farm Bureau and finally called her into his office. He was a balding man in his early 50's. He was a little heavy but had a nice smile so she was at ease. They discussed her qualifications and benefits and then he offered her the job. She quickly accepted and would start the next week. Cally was so happy as she returned home to tell her husband the good news. However, deep inside she had an strange feeling. It seemed that Mr. Weber was staring at her at times. She couldn't be sure but it seemed he was staring at her breasts. She knew she couldn't tell her husband and decided she was just a little paranoid.
The job went well and the weeks flew by. Cally was so happy. She and Tom went out and bought all new furniture since she had money coming in. After several months Mr. Weber told Cally she would have to start working late on Friday nights. They published a small newsletter and needed extra time to work on it together. Cally talked to Tom about it and he was fine with it. Maybe she would get overtime pay. The first few weeks were fine. Cally would get home about 10 pm and Tom would already be in bed.
It wasn't unusual for Cally to be working in Mr. Weber's office on these nights. But this night it seemed different. Mr. Weber had a bottle of wine sitting on his desk with two glasses. Cally had never tasted wine or even drank alcohol of any kind. Mr. Weber poured the two glasses full of wine and offered one to Cally.
Cally said, "Oh Mr. Weber, I don't drink, I never have, but thank you anyway."
Mr. Weber smiled and said, "Now Cally, you are not going to make me drink this bottle of wine by myself, are you?"
"I'm sorry Mr. Weber, but my religious beliefs do not allow me to drink alcohol." Cally replied.
"Well Cally, no one will ever know and I would like you to just taste it. It is wonderful." Mr. Weber said.
Cally hesitated and then reached for the glass. She took a sip and put the glass down. Mr. Weber continued working and would smile occasionally and point to her glass. She took a drink. It did taste good so she drank more. It did seem to relax her. Surprisingly her glass was soon empty and Mr. Weber poured her another glass. They were soon laughing about silly stuff. Cally was enjoying herself. Mr. Weber emptied the bottle into Cally's glass and she drank it all. They were both enjoying the moment when Mr. Weber sat down next to her and hugged her. He held her, rubbing her back and shoulders. Cally felt different and somewhat scared. Mr. Weber is so nice, he won't do anything wrong she thought.
Mr. Weber's hand touched her breast. She drew in her breath. What was happening, she couldn't think straight. His hand then began to caress her breast and after finding her nipple erect, began to pinch it.
Cally tried to stand up as she shouted, "No Mr. Weber, I am married! Don't touch me like that! "
Mr. Weber held her tight and whispered in her ear, "Cally you are so beautiful, I just want to touch you, please don't deprive me of this pleasure." Cally's mind was whirling from the wine, she didn't want to make him mad. She didn't want to lose her job. She just sat still and stopped resisting. His hand moved to the other breast and he started unbuttoning her blouse.
"Cally, I just have to see your breasts, they are so firm and perfect," Mr Weber whispered.
Cally whimpered, "No," but did nothing to stop him. Soon her blouse was off and he unhooked her bra.
Something changed in Mr. Weber, he became rougher and soon was sucking on her nipples. HIs hand went under her dress working its way up to her panties.
Cally wanted him to stop but something inside her found this so exciting. She had never been touched or treated this way. Her breathing became rapid. Mr. Weber started kissing her on the lips, thrusting his tongue inside her mouth. She had never been kissed like this but her emotions overwhelmed her. She started kissing him back in a way she had never kissed Tom. Mr. Weber's hand touched her pussy and she jumped, unable to stop what was happening. Mr. Weber stood her up and pulled her panties down. He lifted her onto his desk and moved between her legs. His mouth was on her pussy. HIs lips pulling on her pussy lips, his tongue finding her clit. These were feelings she had never experienced. No one had ever done this to her, she didn't know men even did this to women. Her pussy was so wet and juicy. Mr. Weber was gasping and moaning in his enjoyment of her pussy. She felt sensations she had never experienced. She loved it. Her hands were holding his head forcing his mouth onto her pussy. She didn't want him to stop.
Suddenly Mr. Weber stopped and took his pants down. When she saw his cock she gasped. It looked so big. She had never seen a cock, not even Tom's. This cock frightened her, what was he going to do. Should she let him fuck her? She couldn't, she was married and she loved Tom. Before she could do anything he shoved his cock in her pussy. It was so much bigger than Tom's. The sensations pulsed in her pussy. Soon he had it all the way in and was pounding her pussy as hard as he could. He sucked her titties until they were so hard. He kissed her over and over, their tongues dancing together. All the time he continued to thrust into her pussy. She felt an explosion building in her body, it was like nothing she ever felt before. When it happened she didn't want it to stop.
Cally screamed. "Don't stop, please fuck me harder, oh God don't stop!" Those words brought Mr. Weber to his orgasm as he pumped a big load of cum into Cally's pussy.
Mr. Weber was exhausted. He pulled out of Cally's pussy and sat down. Cally started realizing what had just happened. What had she done, she had betrayed her husband. She looked at Mr. Weber sitting in the chair, sweating and wanted to yell at him for what he had done. But a sexual awakening was stirring inside her body. She wanted him to do it again. She got up and got dressed, and was starting to leave the room when he looked at her with a smile.
"See you next Friday night?" he asked. She nodded her head yes and left the room.
Part Two
Cally was so depressed. She had betrayed her marriage vows. Her husband would divorce her if he found out and she would be shunned by friends and family. She had acted like a whore, a slut. She actually enjoyed Mr. Weber fucking her pussy with his big cock. Never had she felt a climax like she had with Mr. Weber. She wanted it again. After she got home she quickly showered and went to bed pretending she had a headache. As she replayed what had happened in her mind, she realized that Mr. Weber intended to fuck her the whole time. He got her tipsy with wine and took advantage of her fear. Tomorrow she would confront him and tell him it can never happen again.
The next morning Cally walked into Mr. Weber's office, closed the door, and said, "I think we need to talk."
Mr. Weber said, "Of course Cally, what is on your mind?"
Cally said, "You know, what you did to me last night."
"Why Cally, whatever are you talking about?" he asked. "I believe you thoroughly enjoyed last night. Am I mistaken? Maybe we should listen to this tape I made," he said with a smile.