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The continuing story of Car Trouble but now told by Sheri herself as she slips deeper into the realm of lust and wanton behavior.
Sherri's Awakening
For almost six months I listened to Phillips sick child like fantasies and his persistent request to see me scantly clothed and teasingly flaunting my body before groups of men. I guess he thought having my dress in micro mini's and flirting with strangers and making them think I was easy and available would somehow revive our failing marriage. In truth his fantasies disgusted me making me feel cheap and unattractive, but after months of listening to him say that with a figure like mine I should flaunt it and what better way then by wearing something really sexy I reluctantly relented. More out of spite then anything else I carried my surrender to the extreme by going to Elizabeth's Dream and purchasing a skin tight yellow leather micro mini and everything to go with it and then for the first time since we'd been married I had dressed and acted like a loose women to please my husband. I had thought the evening would be uneventful except for teasing Phillip with bad language along with provocative and suggestive moves, but as the evening wore on the looks and whispered innuendoes I received from strange men began to get to me. Dancing with several of the men and having their hands roam freely over my body as they whispered in my ear what they'd like to do with and to me only heightened my arousal and my inhibitions soon fell by the wayside. Without thinking where it might lead but knowing my actions were driving my husband crazy with jealousy I began to openly flaunt myself and shamelessly flirt with several men. In a fit of jealous rage he pulled me from the dance floor dragging me to the car telling me he was taking me to a motel and fucking my brains out. I had never been hotter or more sexually aroused then I was that evening and as Phillip drove I played with myself in the car looking forward to a night of mad passionate sex, but we never made it to the motel and I never made love to Phillip that night. Instead, and because of a car accident, five men, really four men and a teenager had sex with me. And now the memory of that night is always fresh and try as I might to forget it or pretend it never happened the fact of the matter is I had actually enjoyed having uninhibited sex with five strangers.
As we lay in bed and again relived the memory of my willing participation of unbridled sex with five strangers along with Phillip's vivid telling of how excited and aroused he had gotten as he witnessed my wanton behavior it sent shivers of arousal through me and like a hundred dollar call girl I made love to my husband without any inhibitions. Later as I lay snuggled against my husbands sweaty body fondling his limp organ I wondered if I would ever again have my body so thoroughly used for the pleasure of strangers. Of course at the same time I tried vainly to deny the wondrous feelings that had been aroused in me that night thinking I would be perfectly content if another man never again touched me. But now thinking back on those days and weeks that followed that fateful evening I'll have to admit that the fantasies my husband envisioned and so clearly vocalized during and after our love making added to my desire to again wallow in sin and degradation. One fantasy inparticular began to chip away at my resolve to never again give my body to another stranger, a fantasy that takes place late one night after I work late. In fact I find myself thinking of that particular fantasy constantly while at work. The fantasy starts with me dressed as always in my usual business suit, very conservative and professional with the hem barely above my knees. Not to tight but yet with a cut and style leaving little doubt as to my figure, my blouse is a white satin buttoned to my throat with one of those scarf ties about my neck while atop it all is a blazer that matches my skirt. A common business suit worn by countless women in their daily struggle to get ahead in the business world.
Anyway one day after working late and long after everyone else had gone home, or at least I had thought so, I stroll through the empty halls to the parking garage where I find to my dismay that my car won't start, and as I stand there wondering what to do and worrying about my plight all I can think about is that I need to get home before Phillip begins to worry. Suddenly I hear footsteps and a man steps from the shadows asking if he may be of service, at first I'm frightened but then I vaguely recognize him and after explaining that my car won't start we lean over the engine compartment together when a heartbeat later I feel hands roaming over my hips and buttocks. With a startled gasp I twist my upper body about to see six grinning men, non of who I recognize except for the one whose hands are now caressing my buttocks. I should be frightened by the sudden appearance of these men and the fondling of my buttocks but for some unknown reason I'm not, maybe it's because amongst their number I recognize two of them and because of this my predicament doesn't dawn on me immediately. The man beside me, the one who offered to help and I recognized as working in the mail room pulls me into his arms telling me we're going to have some fun. My mind is racing as I try to grasp the meaning of his words so resistance is the furthest thing on my mind as he puts his arm about me and leads me around my car to open the back door. With the lightest of pushes I sink onto my back across the seat as he tells me that he and the other guys from the mail room think I'm one beautiful lady and sexy as hell. His hands lightly touch my slightly parted legs and then begin to slowly push my skirt up to expose my light blue cotton panties as his next words send pleasing chills up my spin. "We've been watching you Sherri, we've been watching you a long time and now us boys from the mail room are going to see if you fuck as sexy as you look." They're wet, my panties are wet and as he jokes with the others about me wanting their cocks he places his hand into the vee between my legs and asks again if I fuck as good as I look. But he doesn't wait for a spoken answer, my soft moan as his hand touches my mound of venus is answer enough. With a knowing smile he slowly almost teasingly pulls my blue cotton panties from my waist and down my hips before lifting my trembling legs slightly to pull them off. With a broad smile creasing his lips he raises my wet panties to his nose inhaling deeply of my womanly smell before placing them into my mouth and telling me to suck on them as they fuck me.
As I lay waiting for the inevitable while watching him and the others undo their jeans and drop them about their ankles I suck on my panties as told while my eyes take in their tumultuous cock's. The man above me and evidently the leader of the group is already hard, his cock looking for all the world like a large banana curving slightly upward with a color like weak coffee indicating it's been used a great deal and undoubtedly pleasured many women, and I visible shudder knowing that it is now going to pleasure me and unconsciously I suck harder on my panties. Pulling me partially out of the car he bends my legs up and back until my naked crotch is suspended in the air and my knees are pressing against my blouse covered breast. Without preamble he guides his cock to my glistening exposed pussy lips and then with a satisfied sigh of pleasure he pushes his hips forward sinking what feels like his whole cock into my eagerly waiting cunt. As he begins to take me he turns to the others telling them how hot and tight I am, and then he says no more as he leans heavily over me pressing his lips to mine. At first I don't respond but his tongue persist and his heavy breathing against my face and lips awakens something in me that must have always lain just below the surface. My mouth opens and my tongue begins dueling with his and our moans of arousal blend together as one. With tight grinding jerks I push my pelvis up to met his thrust as I moan into his mouth for him to fuck me. Breaking the kiss he levers his upper body from atop me as if doing push ups while his pelvis lunges harder and faster into my cunt as whimpering words of arousal began spilling from my mouth. Straining, I raise my head slightly to look over his shoulder at the other six men and I smile at them with anticipation and the knowledge that they also will use me for their satisfaction. As I rut like an animal on the first of their cock's my eyes feast on the others slowly stroking their penis's to a hardness that defies description and like me they are each oblivious to the fact that the wanton use of my body by them in a public garage might very well be discovered at any moment.
My head drops back to the car seat and an orgasm tickles my nerve endings and then another as the man atop me grunts that my cunt feels like a blast furnace, and then as his body shudders in release he groans loudly telling the others he's filling my snatch with cum. Withdrawing he steps back telling the others that I indeed do fuck every bit as good as I look and then he tells them to have at it for I'm just as they expected, a cock hungry bitch who likes fucking better then eating. Breathing raggedly from the fucking I've just received I smile at the waiting men and then hold out my arms in invitation for the next man to take his place between my still splayed thighs. As he steps between my legs he grasp the neck line of my blouse sending a couple of buttons flying, again he tugs and this time my blouse parts and my bra covered breast pop into view. A knife appears suddenly to press lightly against my stomach and for the first time since being confronted I become truly frightened. With eyes the size of saucers I watch the knife lightly glide across my flesh to my still heaving chest and as I silently pray for them not to kill me the knife slips between my breast and beneath my bra. With the slightest of pressure it slices through my bra and my perky 34 C breast spring into view bringing words of praise from all seven men. Even laying down my breast look like two small mountains for they don't sag in the slightest and that fact more then the slight chill of the evening air causes my nipples to harden and a visible shudder to ripple through my body. Reaching out he rolls my large stiffened nipples between his thumb and forefinger bringing sighs of pleasure from my slack lips, but his fingers on my nipples are short lived for he hooks his arms beneath my splayed legs lifting them to his shoulders and then he presses his dick to the quivering lips of my cunt teasingly telling me to beg him to fuck me. But his words are unnecessary for as his dick touches my pussy lips I scream out for him to take me, for all of them to take me. And then with ragged moans of self abuse I plead with them to use me however they wish, and they do, one after the other with hardly a pause between them.
As each man uses me for his own selfish pleasure I buck and writhe beneath their pumping hips while almost my whole body is suspended in the air and for support I wrap my legs about each mans pumping hips leaving but my head and shoulders remaining on the back seat of my car. With lustful moans I beg and plead for them to fuck me harder and faster while orgasm's rack my body and mind, and as each man takes me in turn I no longer care if the echoes of my screams for them to use me like a cheap whore and fill me with their cum are only in my mind or are indeed reverberating through the empty garage. But it's only a fantasy, one of many that my husband Phillip narrates as we make love, and from the way my body moves beneath him and moans of arousal spill from my gasping mouth he knows, though neither of us says so, that the prospect of being used as he describes excites me tremendously. I had no way of knowing that even as he narrated his fantasies night after night he was making plans for just such a thing to occur. But before he could finalize any of his fantasies turning them into reality I again met the four men and the teenager who had indoctrinated me into group sex. The day started innocent enough except that for some reason I don't recall I decided not to wear one of my usual business suits, replacing it instead with something a little more daring. Something spicy, nothing quite as daring as my yellow leather micro mini but daring never the less, while beneath the outfit I wore the skimpiest of bra and panties. Maybe I wore such an outfit because I wanted the prospective client thinking more of my sexuality then of what the contract contained, or maybe it was because in Phillips fantasies these and even sexier outfits were how he often pictured me, but I can't honestly say. Anyway I had just come from the successful luncheon engagement with signed contract in hand or should I say briefcase, and not wanting to return to work but thinking it was to early to go home I simply began walking taking in the sights. Walking, something I did quite often and the main reason my body is still slim after several years of marriage.
As I made ready to cross the street and enter the park a car pulled to a stop in front of me, and faster then I could grasp what was happening or anyone around me could think to prevent it, a rear door opened and I was pulled inside. At first I was frightened thinking that I had been mistakenly abducted and that when they found out we weren't rich I would be killed and I began pleading for my life, but as the car pulled into the flow of traffic they began laughing uproarishly as they removed their mask. It was the same men who I had surrendered myself to weeks earlier and from the way they were talking as well as pawing me they had every intention of again using me to satisfy their carnal lust. "Don't Sherri look fine boys, but to tell the truth I prefer that skimpy thing she was wearing the other night, and shit lookie here, she done gone and put on panties and all that shit. ---- Damn girl we told you we'd pay you another visit and we thought you'd be ready and waiting, but shit bitch you've got more clothes on then a nun. You know what that means Sherri girl, that means unlike last time we got to work a little fore we get some of that fine pussy, so as pay back for making us work so hard you can sit there naked as the day you were born right up till we get to your house after John and Tony strip you ." Stupefied I sat frozen as they unbuttoned my blouse removing it from the waist band of my skirt and then off my shoulders, followed seconds later by my bra. Hands and then mouths covered my breast sucking on my nipples which almost instantly and unbidden hardened to two throbbing spikes feeling for all the world as if they would burst. Someone unzipped my skirt and as hands pulled and tugged it from about my waist heaven help me I raised my ass slightly from the car seat allowing them to remove it with only the slightest of difficulty.
A dozen thoughts raced through my mind as the mouths continued to suck and nibble on my engorged nipples, vivid carnal thoughts of complete and utter surrender as well as self debasement to these men who had so thoroughly used me before and were now going to do it again. With my head thrown back and eyes half closed my fingers curled into the hair of the two heads attending my breast and nipples holding them tightly to my heaving bosom. With excited talk of how wet my panties were and how I must be dying for a good fuck because they knew that Phillip alone couldn't satisfy my cock hunger someone began pulling at the thin wisp of my panties and again my ass rose from the seat to assist in their removal but the material parted and then hands were spreading my legs apart and Roger's head dove into my crotch. With John, Tony and now Roger working my naked body into a frenzy I wasn't aware that a van had pulled along side and that three boys and a girl were starring open mouthed and disbelieving into the back seat of the car at the uninhibited display of sexual arousal taking place. With my eyes closed and head thrown back pleasurable moans came from my slack lips as the three mouths continued to work my body to a fever pitch. The world itself seemed to shrink to the area of the car but magnified to the immediate area in the back seat where I writhed uncontrollably under the assault of three mouths until I heard someone loudly say we had visitors, 3 boys and a girl and that maybe they'd like to join us. The thought raced through my mind that I'd like very much for the boys as well as the young girl to join us. And then after all the men and boys had fucked me royally they would turn their attention to the young girl teaching her the joys of gang sex so that she might also feel the pleasure I was feeling, but I don't think I voiced it. I felt a rush of air against my naked flesh and I knew that either Bill or George had rolled down their window to talk to them but I never heard either ask the kids in the van to join us for just then Roger took my clit between his teeth while rolling his tongue over it and the loud exclamation of wanton pleasure that burst from my lips drowned Bills voice.
I don't know if it was my scream of arousal from having my clit nibbled that scared them off or what, but the van pulled away with me gasping in pleasure from the three men's mouthing of my naked body. Bill and George where laughing in the front seat about how horny their whore was when Tony and John with a last nibble abandoned my tits. With Roger's head still between my widely splayed thighs and his hands cupping my buttocks my upper body was twisted down and to the side until my face was pressed into John's crotch and without hesitation my mouth opened and my lips closed tightly around his semi hard cock. With purring sounds of surrender and pleasure my tongue swiped over and along his hardness lapping the pearly drops of pre cum from his cock's head before closing my lips around his torrid hardness and sucking hungrily. Fingers twisted in my long red hair pulling my face from John's cock and again my body was twisted, this time toward Tony the young teenager and again with purring sounds of pleasure my face dropped to his crotch and my tongue and lips paid this new eager cock homage. A few licks on Tony's cock and then John's and then Tony's again, back and forth between their two cock's my face traveled as Roger continued to eat me until I wouldn't have cared if God himself had suddenly appeared telling me I was a shameless whore. As we moved through traffic with me receiving as well as giving pleasure in the back seat of their car all five of them loudly boasted of how they were going to fuck me silly. A part of me whispered how slutty I was for allowing these men to use me as they were in the back seat of their car were any number of people I knew might see my shameful display, but another part of me gloried in my shameless wanton act and looked forward with eager anticipation of going even further if I were to believe their promised boast. What seemed like only a heartbeat later they pulled into our driveway and then without allowing me the decency to cover my nakedness they led me across our lawn to the front door where as George fumbled with my keys the others brazenly fondled me.
I was so sexually aroused from the whole sordid event that had started during the car ride and was even now unfolding on my front porch that without the slightest hint of modesty I stood nakedly on display letting four men kiss and fondle me. I was beyond caring that it was the middle of the day or that our neighbors might see what was taking place, all I cared about and wanted more then anything was their cock's and the pleasures they would give me. Once inside my home they began shedding their clothes and as I led the five of them through the house and into the bedroom their clothes left a trail that a blind man could follow leaving little doubt as to what would take place upon my marriage bed. For the next three hours they used every orifice of my petite curvaceous body to satisfy their every carnal depravity while for my part I wallowed in complete and utter bliss. Singularly and simultaneously they used me, and like that night almost two weeks earlier I groveled and begged for them to fuck me, to fill me with their hot sperm. I screamed in joyous unadulterated wanton lust each time one or more of them used my throat, cunt of ass hole. I was like a nymphomaniac as I writhed under their combined taking of my body and the only thing I could grasp or make the slightest sense of in my sex crazed state of mind was their wonderful glorious marvelous cock's. Their thick hot globular sperm not only filled each of my orifices but covered my body and stained the sheets of the bed as I twisted in delirium beneath their welcomed assault and I prayed that it would never end. But it had to, and as they dressed with promises to again visit me they laughingly called me their cheap two bit whore and then as if to emphasize their degrading remark each of them placed a quarter atop my still rippling abdomen. My shameless response of taking the five quarters in one hand as the other rubbed the remnants of their love making over my flat stomach and hickey covered breast as I lay atop the rumpled sheets of my bed smiling dreamingly amused them. I didn't care that they thought of me as their two bit whore or that my willing acceptance of their quarters confirmed it as my eyes slowly closed and I drifted into peaceful slumber with the sound of their laughter echoing in my ears.
Hours later and still clutching the dollar twenty five I awoke realizing that my husband alone would never be able to satisfy my hungry desire and that only by having several men at the same time would I be able to achieve sexual gratification and pleasure. Glancing at the bedside clock and realizing that Phillip would be home within the hour I climbed from bed and after a hot bath fixed supper. Later as we readied for bed I feigned tiredness, which I was to some extent, so instead of sex but with hardly any urging on his part I pleasured him with my mouth as he narrated another of his story fantasies. This time I was on a city bus dressed in a pair of skin tight leather short shorts and only a wisp of a bra covered by a vest, kind of like what the Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders wore. As I climbed into the bus the driver winked at me telling me I needient pay and to have a seat in the rear of the bus. Walking down the narrow isle to the rear as I been told to do hands reached out feeling of my gracefully swaying buttocks as the driver looked back over his shoulder saying he would join me shortly to take the fare out in trade. Taking a seat in the rear of the bus I was immediately joined by a couple of scurvy looking men and soon despite their shoddy appearance and smell I was letting them kiss me and run their hands over my body. As the seats around me filled and others took the place of the first two my skimpy outfit was stripped away and I was soon stretched out across the long rear seat of the bus while what seemed like dozens of hands roamed freely over my hot flesh tracing every curve of my squirming naked body.
With my feet tucked against my buttocks and my legs bent and parted one of the men hovering about me climbed between my open legs and pushed his cock into my hot eager cunt while other cock's were presented to my mouth or pressed into my hands and before the gently swaying bus reached the end of the line and even while other passengers came and went thirteen men of different races and cleanliness pleasured themselves with my willing eager body. As if by some prearranged signal the bus stopped as the last man's cum spurted into my well lubricated cunt and the driver slowly rose from his seat wringing his hands together in gleeful and eager anticipation of what he was going to do to me in way of payment for the $1.00 fare he hadn't collected. As he walked down the isle toward my nearly exhausted body he left a trail of carelessly discarded clothes behind him as he mirthlessly chuckled that it was time to collect his fare. For the first time I really looked at him as he approached me and a chill of dread and yet anticipation coursed through me. It seemed as if his curly black hair touched the roof of the bus and his huge bulk filled the tight isle between the seats, but what was the most intriguing and arousing thing about him other then the limp cock that hung almost to his knees was the color of his skin. With a body the color of coal and a semi hard cock hanging almost to his knees he stepped to me, and then with only a downward shift of his eyes to let me know what he wished I slipped from the seat to kneel on the dirty floor of the bus at his feet. With baited breath the thirteen men that had already satisfied themselves on my body watched as my small hand reached out to his monstrous weapon cradling it lovingly in my open palm before dipping my face toward it. Licking my lips I looked up into his smiling face and then opened my mouth bringing my face to his dark organ and took the tip with some discomfort and trouble between my lips. As he stood above me with his hands on his hips uttering words of encouragement for his white whore to suck his cock and deep throat him I pushed my face to him seemingly dislocating my jaws and taking him deeper into my mouth. His cock became like an iron pipe as my tongue lashed over the tip and along its fat sides and bottom until unbelievably I had over half his twelve plus fat inches in my mouth. With my lips stretched like rubber bands around his tumultuous manhood he began to rock his hips as I bobbed my head until with excited and disbelieving voices from the onlookers his cock slipped into my throat and my nose pressed flaredly into his cock hairs as his baseball size testicles slapped rhythmically against my chin.
As my husband narrated the story it was as if I were floating above the bus witnessing every minute detail, from my provocative style of dress to my eager and willing surrender to a group of strangers of mixed races, including slavishly sucking the large nubian bus driver's cock. With moans of arousal I squirmed about rubbing my thighs together while drawing a suction on Phillips's cock as he described how the huge negro fucked my face before almost drowning me with his flood of spunk. At almost the exact instant Phillip told me the negro's spunk flooded my mouth only to dribble from between my tightly clasped lips and his pulsing fat cock Phillip filled my sucking mouth and throat with his own cum. With a satisfied smile playing across my cum smeared lips I snuggled against him purring like a cat as my hand affectionately squeezed his limp organ while the sordid bus scene played again before my minds eye and then he pulled me into his arms holding me lovingly until we both fell asleep. Over the next few days he showed me several mail order catalogs, ones that showed outfits like he had described my wearing in his bus fantasy along with many others even more daring. Somehow the catalogs found their way into my briefcase where while at work I would find myself looking at them every chance I got and dreaming of one day wearing such clothes in public, and then maybe a week later I received a package at work. I had just come from a meeting and was sitting at my desk going over the fine points with my boss and two board members when the very mail clerk my husband had fantasized me fucking in the garage handed me a package and without any idea of what it might be or looking to see who it was from I opened it in front of them.
Blushing profusely and with a sharp intake of breath I tried to hide the contents thinking for a minute that I was successful but when I chanced to look into their faces I wasn't so sure, for there was a strange twinkle in all three gentlemen's eyes that hadn't been there only a minute earlier. And I was right, because an hour before the end of the work day as I finished a brief and straightened up my desk readying to leave, my secretary informed me that Mr. Thodan was on line 2. Picking up the phone I heard what sounded like several voices in heated discussion and then my boss's voice asking if I would be so kind as to come to his office to clarify something that had been on his mind since earlier that day. My excuses of it being late and asking if it couldn't wait until tomorrow were brushed aside with the promise that it shouldn't take to long, and so thinking to leave after the suddenly called meeting I carried my briefcase and package with me being non the wiser. Stepping from the elevator I was greeted by Mr. Thodan not noticing that his eyes lit up upon seeing the package I had received in his presence earlier and then as he hustled me into his office he told his secretary that he wouldn't need her any more and that she was free to leave. Again nothing really suspicious but as I sat before him with crossed legs every bit the professional business woman and lady patiently waiting for him to break the silence I began feeling slightly uneasy for no apparent reason. With a smile like the proverbial cat that had just swallowed the canary he began to speak as without preamble or any pretense to hide what was on his mind he told me that he very much wanted to see me wearing what he had glimpsed in the package I had received earlier. Flabbergasted I could only stare at him as meaningless sounds came from my throat as if in answer and protest to his request. With enveloping arms I tightly clutched my package to my breast as if fearing he would take it from me. Then to my horror he came from around his desk to pick up my briefcase, where after opening it he held up one of the catalogs I had foolishly brought to the office. With rambling dissertation he told me he had long suspected I was not the proper lady I pretended to be but that until today he had been unable to verify it, but now that he had I was his to do with as he choose. Turning his back to me and looking out his window at the skyline of the darkening city he said that when he next looked at me I had better be wearing the outfit I was holding or I could damn well try to find a job with another company, which after he spread the word of my sluttish behavior would be very hard to do. Given no other choice and knowing of no other option I slowly stood and within minutes my business suite was neatly folded and taking the place of for want of a better word the slut clothes in the box I had held. I knew he could see my reflection in the dark picture window as I stripped and then put on my new clothes and that thought along with the thought that Jonathan held my future in his hands brought a perverse thrill to me.
Turning to face me with a broad smile brightening his face as he softly said fifty he told me he had been willing to count to a hundred before throwing me from his office and the company and then he looked closely and approvingly at the change my new clothes had brought telling me I should dress like this from now on. But I knew as did he that such a thing was not possible, at least while at work. As I stood before him on five inch heels in a tightly clinging loosely knit white skirt that barely contained enough material to cover my naked crotch while my breast were covered by suspender like strips of cloth hardly wide enough to hid my stiff nipples he came from around his desk to place one of his hands between my legs and the other over my almost bare left breast. With him smiling broadly as a soft meowing sound of pleasure escaped my lips when his fingers touched me he told me he had often dreamed of having me in just such a situation. Removing his hands he commanded me to stand four feet from his desk and then to lean forward placing my hands atop it for support and then he walked behind me pushing my feet apart with his own before leaning into me and whispering in my ear how much he was going to enjoy fucking me today and every day for as long as I worked for him or until he decided to give me to every executive and board member of the company, and then I felt his jerking cock press against my naked ass cheeks. As if reading his thoughts and without being told my hand reached between my splayed legs to grasp his hardness guiding it to my cunt, and as the head of his long skinny cock spread my cunt lips and entered the warm wet tunnel between my legs I softly mumbled for him to fuck me. With his hips grinding and pumping more and more of his tumultuous hardness into my eager cunt as his hands kneaded my heaving breast I pushed forcefully back at him in total abandonment, and then as he pushed the thin strips aside that were covering my nipples and hurtfully pinched and rolled them between his fingers he told me to call my husband and tell him I was working late. Obediently with gasping breath and while pushing back to met Jonathan's jerking hips and deeply thrusting cock I managed to dial my home number hoping that Phillip wouldn't answer or that if he did I somehow wouldn't betray what I was doing as we talked. But that option seemed to slip away as my newest lover released one of my nipples and reached out switching the phone to speaker mode at the exact instant my husband answered the phone.
To me the sound of my lovers groin smacking against my upthrust gyrating buttocks and our ragged breathing seemed to permeate the very air smothering my voice and making it sound hollow and distant and with great difficulty but with only the slightest of quivering in my voice I told Phillip I was in the middle of an important meeting with my boss. "Are you all right honey? -- You sound kind of strange, is everything ok? I mean that son of a bitch isn't giving you a hard time or hasn't upset you has he, cause if he has I'll be more then happy to kick the old farts ass. By the way did you get a little something today special delivery." My answer to his question came out as a grunt of exertion as I hurtfully impaled myself on my bosses pistoning cock but my husband seemed not to notice as he continued. "Yea I knew you would. -- Listen honey why don't you after the meeting and before coming home slip into one of the rest rooms and change, I think it would be sexy as hell knowing you're wearing your new outfit while driving home. Would you do that sweetheart? Would you put on your new outfit and ring our doorbell dressed like a cheap street walker to make me happy?" As Phillip continued rambling on about what he would do if I walked into the house wearing my new clothes Jonathan's fingers pinched and stretched my engorged nipples as if to pull them from my breast causing me to moan loudly in response to his treatment and huskily voiced command against my ear to fuck him. I could only pray that Phillip would think that my loud moan of passion was in response to his visual description of sex as my body responded to my lover's cruel fingers and rapidly thrusting cock by writhing uncontrollably and then another almost plaintive wail escaped my dry lips as an orgasm exploded upward from my cock stuffed cunt to my brain making me light headed and woozy. Jonathan answered my body's madly gyrating movements and soulful wail with his own husky voiced response and the release of his seething mass of pent up sperm that flooded my insides and dribbled down my inner thigh. Twisting my face about I searched for and then found Jonathan's lips and hungrily kissed him as our bodies in response to our mind rending climax seemed to meld together and I didn't care if my husband was aware that even as he continued to talk I was fucking another man, but then thankfully my lover's hand reached out and broke the connection. Pulling his cock from the warm recesses of my womb he turned me to face him and then with but the slightest pressure to my shoulder I obediently slipped to my knees before him and washed all traces of our love making from his limp cock with my tongue and mouth.
As Jonathan Thodan dressed and I made myself presentable by applying fresh makeup and straightening my skimpy outfit for the drive home and the promised sexual meeting with my husband my boss and now lover told me that I now belonged to him. "As your master Sherri I'll decree when and how we'll fuck. That's right Mrs. Adams, fuck, not make love but fuck, and if I decide that my pleasure will be in seeing you being used by another man or even a dozen men you will willingly abide by my wishes if you know what's best. We wouldn't want you to lose your job or have your good name banded about town would we. Now that we understand each other the first thing I want you to do is to stop wearing those fucking business suites you women think you need to wear in order to get ahead. From now on I want you to dress sexy, I want to see that figure and as much flesh as is decently presentable for a young executive. Don't look so fucking surprised Sherri you've worked hard for it but it was that hot little cunt of yours that's earned it and as long as you do as I say you'll enjoy all the benefits and perks your new position entitles you too, upper most of which will be our daily meetings. Now get your ass home to your husband and give him the good news about your promotion and $25,000 dollar pay raise." As I drove home to the promised sexual escapade with my husband my mind raced with my good fortune as I thought there it is I've made it I'm an executive. So what if I got the position because I fucked my way to the top instead of hard work that never paid off. ------ One day I'm a lowly Department Head wearing stuffy conservative business suits working my ass off trying to get ahead like so many other bright young women. ------- And the next, even though I still worked my ass off but in a more pleasurable way, I'm promoted to an executive position with all the perks and money the job is entitled. And all that was required of me was to follow two very simple instructions. One I was to wear clothes that accentuated and displayed every curve of my petite curvaceous body to its fullest and second to attend to Mr. Thodan's every sexual pleasure. Two very pleasurable and easily attainable things as far as I was concerned, because my husband had not only been after me for a while to wear sexy clothes, but had, in addition to the slut clothes he had given me today and that I was even now wearing, already purchased several outfits that I was sure Jonathan would highly approve off. And as far as the second demand or request, however one might wish to express it, I found the idea of servicing Jonathan's sexual appetite very enjoyable and a pleasure I was more then willing and eager to fulfill.
Here dear reader is where I'll end my story for I don't know if I've bored you or if you even wish to read of my further adventures. But in case you do, in case you want to read what happens to me during my drive home as well as the days and weeks following please write and tell me.
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