Jill slowly opened the door from the bathroom. Her neck was nearly crimson from shame and humiliation, but the man eagerly awaiting her return saw nothing but a blushing, young bride about to reveal her secrets to him. The innocent young wife had done as she was instructed. She wore the virgin white, silk baby doll that she had worn on her wedding night and the tiny, tight g-string panties that went with it. Just minutes before, she had watched in grief as the man had gone through her closet fingering dresses and tops trying to figure out what he wanted her to wear.
She shuddered when he paused at the dress bag storing her wedding dress and accessories. The man must have sensed her trepidation because a smirk crossed his face as he eyed the gorgeous young woman standing nervously before him. Jill had met him at her door wearing a pair of short, cut-off blue jeans and a t-shirt and sandals – fairly usual attire for the shapely blonde. With her t-shirt tucked into the shorts, she unwittingly emphasized the large, firm breasts that the thin shirt hid. Her long, tanned legs seemed to be slightly unsteady and if the truth was known, she had had a couple of drinks in preparation for the unthinkable act that she was going to commit with the man. The young bride had never felt so nervous in her life! Her heart pounded uncontrollably! And yet it was her husband, Tom, who she was saving from ruin!
The man knew that she was going to do whatever he wanted. His groin tightened with the thought of the gorgeous blonde kneeling before him sucking his cock with her soft lips or laying on her bed, legs spread wide, taking a good fuck from him. He could smell the alcohol on her breath and thought to himself that it might loosen the conservative young woman up.
Jill shuddered as he unzipped the bag and began to hold up the lingerie that she had worn for her darling husband on their wedding night.
"Please, not that," she said almost in a whisper.
The man looked at her without a shred of empathy. "Really?" the man replied. "Don't be so hesitant. Yeah," he said after a moment's reflection, "this is what you need to change into." He handed her the clothing. "Put on the baby doll. Looks like you've got some real nice, big titties. This should show'em off real nice."
He saw her face flush red with shame. He recognized her hesitancy. "I don't think you want to quibble over something as important as the future of your husband's employment," he reminded her. "Go get this on."
Her big blue eyes stared at him uncomprehendingly. Her gorgeous face revealed the shock that she felt in being treated like a sex object. Her full, red lips were slightly parted and her soft tongue wet her lips nervously as if she was going to protest. But considering what her real options were she hesitated. After just a moment, the young beauty realized that she had no choice. She told herself to be strong. She reached for the items that he held and turned to walk away. The man stared at her shapely ass and legs. His cock throbbed in his pants. He couldn't wait to have it buried deep in her little pussy.
"Don't make me wait long, baby," he said as he moved into the bedroom and sat on the bed. "I want to know how anxious you are to help your husband out of his mess."
*****
Jill's husband, Tom, shuffled nervously at his desk. Jill was his third wife even though he was only in his early 40s. He had met her about three years prior and she was nearly two decades younger than he. Despite this being his third marriage, he had told her that he had only been married once before. He had laughed about the lie with several men who knew the truth. Actually, he joked, "this was only his first marriage – his two previous wives had been married to him but he wasn't married to them." That always seemed to draw laughs from the men at the bar.
He had entered into the marriage with Jill knowing that he would never find a better piece of ass but he wasn't really in love with her. He did lust after her regularly and his libido was as high as that of a teenage boy. Consequently, Jill spent countless hours with her long legs spread for Tom to pump his big, hot cock in and out of her tight pussy. The naïve young bride thought that it was her wifely duty to service her husband whenever he wished. And, Jill found that his demands could be quite high. Still, what he had done to her today was low even by his standards. He felt his scrotum tighten as he thought of her in her predicament with his boss, "Bo."
Jill was helping Tom out of a dilemma but was simply unaware of what the true situation was. Tom needed money for "play time" for himself. He was tired of simply covering the bills at home, so had bargained his boss sleeping with Jill in return for him getting some very plum sales credits at his job. He and "Bo" went way back and he knew what a letch his boss was. Tom had seen Bo leering at Jill at company functions and had encouraged Jill to be friendly to the man, but the beautiful blonde had found him repulsive. Despite this, Tom had encouraged Bo to be more forward with Jill making the young woman very uncomfortable.
But Tom knew that Bo was married to a shrew and was relegated to listening to Tom talk of his conquests. Recently, Tom had regaled Bo with stories of Jill's lush body and innocence.
Tom knew that his wife was his biggest asset but even he was getting tired of fucking the same piece of ass all the time. The hardest sell was with Jill. He had to convince her that his job and livelihood were at stake rather than just getting the ability to make more money. She would have never gone for that and, even as faithful as she was, probably would have walked out on him! But when he convinced her that he was on the verge of losing his job and being blackballed forever, she lovingly asked him if there was anything that she could do to help. Tom played it perfectly, only reluctantly admitting, after much prodding over several days and nights, that he thought there was something she could do.
Now, as he sat at his desk, his lovely bride was doing what she thought was her part to help her husband and her marriage. Tom mulled over his deal with his boss. He hoped that Borovsky would give him the leads that he had always withheld. "He damned well better!" Tom thought. "After what he was doing for Bo, he damned well better," Tom thought, momentarily mindless of the fact that it was actually Jill who was "doing" for Borovsky.
Then Tom, as self-centered as he was, smiled at his self-centered thought. "After what I'm doing for him? Hell, Jill's the one doing the work! Having to fuck that fat bastard? That's something I wouldn't wish on anyone," he thought. "But hell, it might do her some good to find out what other women have to put up with! She doesn't realize how good she has it with me. At least I keep in shape."
Tom got up from his desk, told his secretary to hold his calls and closed and locked his office door. He flipped on his computer monitor and typed in a password. Within seconds, his screen activated and he was able to pull up a live view of his bedroom. "Jill would kill me if she knew our computer camera at home allowed me to access our home." Tom hit the record button. The room was empty but within a few seconds he heard Jill's girlish voice talking to Borovsky. Both of them were out of camera range and Tom couldn't make out what they were saying but he could tell that they were approaching the range of the camera.
Then Jill came into view holding some lingerie. Tom didn't recognize it as that from their wedding night, but his cock stiffened as he saw his young bride in her cut-off jean shorts and t-shirt. She paused in the bedroom with her back to the camera. Her tight jean shorts barely covered her shapely ass cheeks and her tanned legs looked gorgeous. "Damn, that little bitch looks ready to fuck," Tom thought. "I may have misjudged her ability to do this," he thought. Jill turned, still clutching the lingerie, and walked towards their bathroom. Tom thought she had a look of shock on her face. "Fuck! She's going to do it!" he realized.
He watched in fascination as Borovsky began to undress and climbed on the bed. Then he heard his boss yell to his wife, "Don't make me wait long, baby, I want to know how anxious you are to help your husband out of his mess."
Tom unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out of his boxers. It was rock hard and nearly throbbing with lust as he watched the screen intently.
*****
Jill couldn't believe how horrible and unethical the man was. How could this man have leveraged her Tom so completely, she wondered? What could Tom have done that was so bad that she needed to give herself to this brute? But as she closed the bathroom door to change, she knew that she'd do anything for her husband. Her hands shook nervously as she pulled the t-shirt over her head and began changing into the teddy.
After what seemed like an intolerable wait, the man saw the knob on the bathroom door slowly turn and the door open. What he saw was remarkable! The twenty-five year old beauty stood at the threshold of the bathroom door eyes downcast in shame and almost frozen with trepidation. But there she was! His eyes drank her beauty in. Her long legs, now completely bare up to her panties, made her look even taller than before. The soft, smooth flesh of her tanned legs was breathtaking and her flat tummy beneath the baby doll was very sexy! What's more, the young woman's large breasts were firm and high on her chest, the nipples pushing proudly through the thin, silky material.
She heard the man whistle low. "Damn!" he said. "How did a slender gal like you get such big titties? They real?" he questioned.
Jill didn't even hear the question her
mind was in such a whirl.
With downcast eyes and legs shaking slightly, the beautiful blonde woman slowly moved into her bedroom. The room seemed extremely cold to her and her nipples stiffened while her youthful body was suddenly covered in goose bumps. She glanced at her husband's boss. The man lay on his back completely nude on the beautifully appointed queen size bed. His legs were splayed in a crude way and his large manhood was semi-erect. His big balls hung obscenely in his fleshy sac between his hairy legs. Did he really expect her to give herself up on her marital bed, she wondered? Could he possibly be that crude? Her mind spun.
"Mr. Borovsky, can we go into the guest bedroom?" she asked before she even thought about it. She immediately regretted speaking.
The overweight man chortled. He watched the innocent woman use one hand to brush her long, blonde hair behind her ear. "Jill, we are about to become very good friends. Call me 'Bo.' And no, I want to have you right here," he replied. "I'll bet you and Tom have banged a hundred times on this mattress. I'm sure it's nice and broken in for fucking." The man laughed at his own joke. Then his words turned serious and sent a chill through Jill's scantily clad body. "Come on over, sweetheart. I need to fuck you."
*****
Tom smiled knowingly at his boss's comment. Jill's husband was surprised at how turned on he was in watching what was about to happen to his inexperienced wife! His hand went to his stiff penis and began to stroke it gently. He watched in fascination as Jill moved slowly over to Borovsky.
*****
Borovsky sat on the large bed with his back to the headboard and large gut exposed from the waist up. His chest, shoulders and legs were covered with thick, black hair that grew denser as it approached his pubic area. He had a pudgy body. Jill was ashamed when her eyes glanced at the man's huge penis. It was fleshy, long and uncircumcised and lay against his thigh like a thick, brownish-red hose. She had never seen an uncut cock before and it added to her discomfort, but she didn't know what to do so she moved towards him. One thing was certain, though, she needed to help her husband no matter the price.
Bo extended his large hand to the gorgeous blonde. Jill was mortified at the sight of the man but moved slowly towards him barely comprehending what was about to occur.
Jill eyed her husband's boss nervously as she got to the edge of the bed. She had agreed to do something that she couldn't do. Every fiber in her being rebelled against giving in sexually to a man she was not married to. As she considered how to tell him she couldn't do what he wanted, the man took her hand and gently brought her towards him. He knew he was dealing with a very inexperienced woman and one who was quite innocent. He didn't want to spook her.
Borovsky's large hands gripped her tightly and she had no choice but to crawl up the bed as he pulled her. Her mind raced as she tried to think of what to do. Jill curled her long legs beneath her ass and sat facing the man near his waist. She felt completely helpless. One of his hands lightly stroked her arm and ran his fingers through her thick hair. Jill shivered in apprehension. She felt both his hands begin to wander on her body. Jill knew it was now or never. The beautiful young bride did not stop the man.
