Jo A Short Story

Hello, I'm Joanna but you can call me Jo, everybody else does. I've been married to Tony for just over five years and we were deeply in love with each other.

It was a shotgun marriage as I was pregnant. We were both overjoyed as we both wanted children. That joy turned to heartbreak when I miscarried.

We didn't have much but we were happy enough with our lives and decided to try again for a child as soon as the doctor said it was OK. Pregnancy didn't happen but we kept trying. Oh boy, did we try.

I remember the trying. Sunday mornings with me riding his cock, then laying back with a pillow under my bum and legs held high to keep his sperm in. This pose usually resulting in him pounding me again and giving me another load.

Both of us were working full time jobs. Tony was a labourer for a local builder and I was an accounts clerk for a department store. Neither job paid well but we managed to pay the rent on our furnished one bedroom flat and have enough left over to live a moderate life.

Luxuries were rare but we didn't care. We took walks in the park on sunny days. We spent evenings snuggled together in front of the TV, which often resulted in more trying.

Over time we noticed that the price of everything was going up and our money was being stretched further. It was getting harder to live.

Things suddenly got much worse. The builder that Tony worked for went bust and Tony was out of a job. He claimed unemployment benefit but it was a lot less than he was earning. We were now in deep trouble.

I managed to get a Saturday job at a local supermarket, which helped a little. Tony spent a lot of time trying to find work without success. He used to do a few jobs on the side but even those dried up as others didn't have any money either.

Our meagre savings soon disappeared. I was a regular visitor at our local food bank, and bought the reduced items from the supermarket I worked at. My employee discount helped.

Despite this there was never enough food. We were both losing weight and our clothes no longer fitted well but we couldn't afford to buy more.

We couldn't afford to have the heating on at home and we spent our time under blankets.

Tony was upset that he couldn't find work and felt he wasn't pulling his weight. I assured him that it was OK and we were in it together and would get through it. It didn't work and Tony gradually fell into depression.

I supported him as best I could and tried to get him to seek help, but he wasn't interested.

He got worse. Some days he never got out of bed. If he did get out of bed he just slumped on the sofa in his pyjamas. He didn't shower or shave and began to stink. I still loved him but found it hard to be around him. Naturally, our love life ceased to exist.

A combination of lack of food, long hours and stress caused my work to suffer. I made some silly mistakes and had disciplinary action against me. I had a final warning. Another mistake and I would be out of a job.

Desperate to keep my work right, I slowed down and double checked everything. I ended up working late to keep up to date. It was warmer at the office than at home and Tony never noticed if I was there or not.

I managed to keep it up for about three months, but it was exhausting. I knew I would make a mistake sooner or later. It turned out to be sooner.

There was a guy in the office called Phil, who seemed to take a fancy to me. God knows why, given the state I was in. He kept on asking me out and I had to keep telling him I was happily married. In the break room, he seemed to close to me all the time. It was disconcerting.

Phil was a loud mouthed braggart who was always going on about how good he was in bed and that was why he was engaged to Lisa, the daughter of the owner of the company. They were due to get married in a couple of weeks time.

One Wednesday morning, Phil came to me and said.

"Hi Jo. I have a problem and I'm hoping you can help me with it."

"If I can, I will"

"I found a mistake and I don;t know what to do about it."

"Oh! No. I hope it's not one of mine."

"Sorry, but it is. I should really report it but I wanted to speak to you first."

"What did I do?" I asked, wondering if I could fix it.

"You paid one of our supplier invoices twice and it was quite a large amount."

Thanks for telling me, Phil. I'll get onto them and ask them to repay it" Relieved that there was a solution.

"That won't work, Jo. They went bankrupt yesterday."

"Oh! God. I'm in so much trouble now"

"Maybe I can help"

"How?

"I won't report it. It will come out when we are audited but it will save your job for now"

"Wow. Thanks, Phil. You're a life saver"

"There is one condition"

"What's that?"

"I want to fuck you."

"I cant let you do that. I'm a happily married woman. I can't cheat on Tony. Is there anything else I can do?" I pleaded, wringing my hands.

"Sorry, I've had the hots for you for a while so that's the only offer on the table. I'll see you on Friday after everybody else has gone. It's up to you what you decide."

Shit. What to do now? I couldn't afford to lose this job. If Phil kept quiet I may be OK till audit. If he blabbed now I would be out of work straight away. I didn't know what I was going to do.

I noticed that Phil was watching me all the time. I tried to ignore him. I was disgusted with him for blackmailing me and I was determined to get out of this dilemma somehow. Unfortunately I couldn't think of anything.

Friday afternoon came and Phil was stood by my desk.

"Have you decided what you want to do?" He asked, as he pulled me to my feet.

" I can't have sex with you. It's not fair on Tony. Please don't do this." I pleaded.

He just looked at me.

"I'll do anything but this. I'll wash your car every week. I'll do your gardening for a year. I'm begging you, please.

He just kept looking.

Although it was still betraying Tony I offered more.

"Ok. I'll give you a hand job."

Silence.

"A blow job?" in desperation.

He put his finger to my lips.

"Shhhh." he said. "You're beautiful." As he cupped my face in his hands.

He kissed my forehead, then the tip of my nose. His kisses travelled down my cheek and up under my jaw to my ear, which he nibbled gently.

I was starting to get warm. I didn't want this but my body was responding to his soft kisses.

He left that ear and kissed down again, across my neck and back up to my other ear which he nibbled before kissing down my cheek to my mouth.

His lips met mine and his tongue flicked across my lips. My mouth opened and our tongues met. I moaned softly into his mouth.

It's been a long time since I've been kissed and I loved it.

His hands were on my waist gently pulling my blouse from my skirt. Once it was freed he started to undo the buttons from the top and his mouth kissed me down my chest as each button was released.

I blushed and groaned as I realised that my ill fitting worn white bra was on display. He didn't seem to notice. With his mouth and tongue working in my cleavage, his hands went round my back and unclasped my bra.

One hand was caressing one breast and rubbing across my nipple whilst his mouth was sucking on the other. My legs felt like jelly and I had to hold onto him to stay upright.

I love having my tits played with and I could feel myself getting really turned on.

The belt on my skirt was loosened and my skirt fell to the floor. Again I felt embarrassed that my threadbare white cotton knickers were in view.

It wasn't long before the hand on my breast moved down and into my knickers where his fingers ran through my pubic hair before finding my wetness and slipping inside me.

"Oh! God." I moaned as he slid his fingers in and out of me. I was getting wetter and pushing against his hand.

It wasn't long before my knickers joined my skirt on the floor. He reached behind me and swept a pile of papers off the desk then picked me up and sat me on the desk.

He stood between my thighs looking at my wet hole as he unfastened his shirt revealing a mat of dark hair across his chest.

His fingers fumbled as he unfastened his trousers and slid them down along with his boxers. My eyes were drawn to his circumcised cock, fully engorged with its bulbous head.

In a futile attempt to prevent what was coming, I said.

"Let me suck it, please. Let me suck it."

"No." He said. "I've wanted to do this since I first met you." As the head parted my lips and the full length slid into me, I gasped.

In my mind I offered up an apology to Terry. Please forgive me, Terry. I didn't want this but it's happening so I may as well enjoy it.

I looked Phil in the eye.

"I didn't want this. You got what you wanted. You are as far inside me as you can get. Are you going to do something or are you just going to stand there? You'd better make it good because if I don't come big at least twice I'm going to rip your balls off."

I didn't tell him that I'd already come quietly once.

His eyes narrowed.

"You want it rough?"

I nodded and he pulled back and slammed into me and it was amazing, He hammered me hard and I could feel the tension building in me, and the heat rising through my body. Gasping for breath I writhed under him.

Looking down I could see his meat slamming in and out of me, glistening with my juices. We were both sweating profusely.

He thumbed my clit and my orgasm hit. I screamed as the spring inside me let go. I got very wet and I could hear the sloppy sounds of my wet pussy being pounded.

After I got my breath a little, I said.

"That's one. One more to go, and this one won't be so easy."

He was deep inside me, filling me completely. When he leaned over me sweat dripped from him onto my face. I could taste the saltiness on my lips.

The kiss was intense, deep and passionate.

"Put your arms round my neck." He commanded.

I did and he started to stand up. As he stood I wrapped my legs round him for support.

His hands were under my bottom and I could feel his fingers playing with my pussy lips as he lifted me up and down on his hard rod.

My hard nipples were crushed against his chest and the hairs were ticking them, a lovely sensation.

He was doing his best and I was enjoying every minute but I was a long way from coming.

"Put me down." I said.

He pulled out of me, leaving me feeling empty, and stood me on my feet.

I sat on the edge of the desk and keeping my legs together, laid back and raised my legs right up.

"Right. Do me now."

He came up to me and held my legs while he pushed into me. With my legs closed, I was a lot tighter and it made a big difference. I could feel every vein and ridge as he thrust in and out.

The sound of our flesh slapping together was intense as he hammered me hard and fast.

I felt the heat spreading through my body as my orgasm approached and a few strokes later it hit hard.

"Oh! God. Yes...yes...yes." I yelled as the waves of pleasure rolled through me.

He kept thrusting and my orgasm kept on until I felt his come splashing inside me.

I was exhausted and could hardly move. He let my legs down and his rapidly softening dick slipped from me.

It was a beautiful sight, all wet and shiny with a small glob of his come on the end. His come was running from me and dripping on the floor.

I smiled to myself as I knew the plan I had formed was going to be great.

"OK. You bastard. Are you happy now?" I spat.

"Yes. You really should be careful about calling me names though. Remember the invoice."

"I remember the invoice and that doesn't bother me any more. That company that you lied about going bust, hadn't. They noticed my error and refunded the money this morning. So you are not just a bastard, you are a lying bastard."

"So why did you do this? Why did you let me fuck you?"

"Two reasons. The first is that I haven't had sex for months. I was horny and you were willing. I have to admit that you were good."

"Thanks for that. What's the second reason?"

"To get even."

"How do you think that you've got even?"

I thumped the desk three times and smiled at him as the door opened and Lisa walked in. She slapped him hard and snarled.

"The wedding is off and I don't think you will have a job on Monday."

She turned to me and said.

"Come on, Jo. Let's get you cleaned up and out of here."

We walked out, leaving Phil stunned, wondering what just happened.