"You will get some cock when I get that money from the bank and you get your ass ready and get down to that place and get me that loan paper showing I have the job!"
"Fuck You!" I was going to hold my ground and not be his slut slave. "OK bitch have it your way, your husband can see that apartment come Friday!"
"OK, OK, I'll get dressed!"
My dark eyes had just the right amount of eye shadow and the glossy red lipstick made my full lips stand out. I put on a pair of crotch less black pantyhose. I chose not to wear panties this time. I buttoned on a black, silky blouse. A black push-up bra, with nipple-less opening that let my hard nipples show and this bra made my 40DD'S look even bigger and the cleavage was the center point of my frontal view. I looked at myself in the full-length mirror. I slipped on 6" high heels and looked at my reflection, the heels made my 5' 10" be over 6' 4". Picture this, black blouse, unbuttoned down to the start of my cleavage. The shirt was thick enough but you could see the outline of my nipple's but not the darkened color. Good. I did not want to be THAT obvious.
The black, silky shirttails looked nice flowing over the roundness of my ass. The black, crotch less hosiery right down to my high heels looks so sexy! I turn this way and that, admiring the view in the mirror. You can see my clean shaved pussy at the top of the hose, peeking out through the front tails of the blouse. Enough of that! I got so wet just watching myself and thinking of how a hard cock would see it and would enjoy the view, too.
I choose a black skirt to wear. Snug but not too tight. Mid thigh in length. I imagined myself sitting on a barstool and I knew the skirt would work it's way up my legs each time I crossed and uncrossed my legs, knowing that all this would have my legs showing. I did not want to appear like a hooker but I wanted to look sexy, alluring, and desirable with a touch of decency.
I walked into the bank and had every eye in the place on me and asked to see Mr. Burke and gave the girl my name. He was out of his big paneled office in less than 2 minutes and had that big shit eaten grin on his face as he walked toward me. I smiled at him and gave him that sexy look trying to get his mind on me and not the reason I was here.
I always sensed he was attracted to me but he never was too suggestive except to compliment my appearance. More than once I caught him checking me out though. His name was Thomas Burke and I knew he was in his late fifties, married and had two grown boys. He is a fairly famous big shot banker and is the President of this Bank in town, which explained why he had our account. "Hi, Marca," he said as he eyed me up one side and down the next always coming back to my cleavages.
My heart was pounding very hard as I responded with a hi myself. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him adjust his pants as he walked me back to his office. His cock had to getting in the way I hope it would make him give the job to the new bid. Closing the door to his office behind them, he said, "Let's sit down, Marca," Thomas stood while he waited for me to set down on the couch where I gave him a good view of my pussy and was thinking (I should have left the panties off). After several minutes of uncomfortable exchanges and small talk and some nervous silence
"I have one more bid to turn in and the guy said he could start on Monday if we could get the paper work done by today." I bent over as much as possible without looking like I was trying to show him my breast. His eyes went back and forth between my pussy and my breast, I don't know if he is a Dirty old man but he did give me the once over. "This is a good bid, let me run a check on this company and I'll get the paper work ready for you to sign in about an hour or two! Why don't I buy you some lunch and time we get back everything will be ready to go?"
We went to the elevators that went to the top floor of the bank building where they had a private dinning for the bank and some special people in the office tower. No one got on the elevator that open for us and it stop again on the 3rd floor and a whole group of men got on. Some how in the shuffling of them getting on Mr. Burk ended up behind me and I was in a elevator car with nothing but men, they were crowding into the car. It stop on the 4th and a few more people got on and the man in front of me moved back and caused me to be pushed back against Mr. Burk. I backed into his bulge and he had a bit of a hard I could feel it coming up. When we got to the top floor he had a full erection and it was pushing out and rubbing my ass.
As we got off the elevator I looked back at him and smiled and said "it was rather crowed on that ride wasn't it?" I noticed that when we went into the dinning area his hand went to my backside to guide me to a table and I tried to get one more look at his bulge just as he sat down. Lunch was nice and he assured me that the new bid was not a problem. "Marca I'll need to send out one of my people to check on the work from time to time and when they have the job complete in different stages."
I gave him that sexy smile and said "Mr. Burk you're not coming to check? I would love for you to see what I have planed for the house, this roof is just the first step!"
"What more do you have planned Marca?" "Mr. Dobbs is working up number for a paint inside and out, new floors, a new master bath, kitchen redo and a patio." I put my hand over on his arm and looked at him with a wicked gaze and told him "I would love for you to be in on all the things I have going on!" His smile told me he wanted my business and I could see he wanted more than just my name on a line for a loan. We got back to his office and the paper work was signed and he had the paper sent to my husband's office for him to sign so that I could get Mr. Dobbs contract signed by us over the weekend. I left his office and went to my car in the bank-parking garage.
I was just putting my seat belt on when I heard a tap on the passenger side window. It was Mr. Dobbs. I felt goose bumps travel up my arm. I rolled down the window. "Hi, Marca," he said as he lifted the lock, opened the door and sat down next to me. He had a grin on his face. "You look so fucken sexy I just know you got the contract?" The skirt was hiked up to the middle of my thighs. I swallowed hard before acknowledging his compliment with a thank you. "Mr. Dobbs, I have good news for you. I got it and my husband will have the papers back to him by the end of the day." I gave him a better view of my breast and spread my legs even wider to let him know I was ready for my reward.
"Marca I plan on taking Wednesday afternoon off from work. I want us to spend the day together at my place," he stated as he took my right hand off of the driving wheel and placed it on his crotch. Instinctually, I began rubbing him. "I'm not busy this afternoon Mr. Dobbs! You did say I had to get this for you today and than we!" He put his hand up and looked at me and said. You fucken whore we fuck when I say we fuck and you fuck when I'm ready! We're going to get together lots of other times but I made plans for the rest of the day, just think you get to think of my big cock and how it will feel when your little dick husband pokes you this weekend. You're going to be begging me, for my cock come next week! See you next week!"
"Besides, my cute little slut, you know if I were to reach under your skirt I would find that you are quite wet, wouldn't I? Answer me." "Yes," I confessed. He dropped his hand from my chin to my exposed thighs. Slowly, he pulled the material of my panties back until my pussy was exposed. I looked out of the car window to make sure no one was watching us. Fortunately, I was parked in the far corner.
He leaned forward and placed his hand on my pussy. Inserting a finger, he smiled at me and said, "You're soaked." Even though I got embarrassed, I let him finger me. I felt an orgasm of my own building. Instinctively, I began fucking his finger. My breathing became noticeably louder. Cruelly, just as I was about to cum, he removed his hand and said, " I have to get going." Oh, Mr. Dobbs knew how to use me! As mean as it was, I knew what he was up to. He wanted to leave me frustrated. He wanted to leave me wanting and needing more.
My husband is a very conservative man and had tried to get me to his way of thinking. He is that way both at work and in our married life. My husband and I have a good sex life by most standard but nothing terribly kinky happened. It was mostly missionary position for the first 3 minutes, followed by me on top and him climaxing in another 3 minutes. I love it dog and can have a great climax that way, but with his small dick I had infrequent orgasms. I did have my toys and they were put to work when he was out of town. That weekend he poked me as Mr. Dobbs called it 2 times and all I could think of that it was a finger in me. I slept a total of three hours before the alarm clock rang on Monday morning. My husband was already in the shower. I waited for him to finish before taking my turn in the bathroom. As we crossed paths, he wrapped his arms around me. " I can't wait until Friday night!" he said before kissing me on the mouth.
I had forgot he was flying to LA for the week and would not be home until Friday night. I bent over to put on a lace thong when he walked back into the bedroom. "Here, let me help you with that." Yes, darling, help your cheating wife get dressed for another man, I thought as he rubbed my ass and pulled the back of my thong string up my crack. Make sure I look perfect for when I fall into his arms in less that thirty minutes from now. How pathetic. "Thanks, sweetheart. Now run along, you're going to miss your flight," I said like a concerned wife. "I'm out of here, " he said as he made his way to the door.
He startled me when he reappeared at the bedroom door and asked, "is anything special going on today? You look hot in that sexy thong is that all you're wear and oh top of that you smell extra nice." If he only knew. "Yea, I'm going to spend the day with my lover fucking and sucking his cock while you are at work!" We both laugh at my nasty talk. "No, its just another day," I answered. "Hey when do they start on the house?" I looked at him trying to cover up what I knew was going to happen "they said they would call and let me know when." He looked down and obviously noticed that I was still bare feet. "Don't forget to put on shoes!" he forewarned me. When I was sure he was gone, I opened up the box and stepped into the new 6 inch funk me pumps high heel I had bought just for this outfit. My outfit was my thong, cut off jeans that had a French cut and a long tight V-neck T-shirt that came down to my mid calf. I took a look at myself in the mirror.
I looked great. God I was hot this lace white thong made my gold tan stand out and my long curly hair hanging down to my breast made me look like a fine whore. So far so good. Dobbs had told me to just make myself ready Monday, I was. I didn't forget to put shoes on, honey, I thought to myself as I headed out the bedroom door
I had coffee ready and had put fresh clean sheets on the master bed as soon as my husband was gone. I wanted Dobbs to make it with me in the king size bed and smell my perfume and feel my hard nipples on his big barrel chest as he took me. God that cock of his all weekend it was all I could think of I was not satisfied with what I got at home this weekend his middle finger is bigger than my husband dick when it is hard. It just took last week to remind me how much I had missed having a good fuck ,feeling that big tool rub my pussy walls clean make it expand, stretch me make me cry out in pain/pleasure.
God my thong is damp already and I just put it on! Than I heard a tapping at the patio glass door. Oh it had to be Mr. Dobbs and I hurried down the hall stopping to give one last look in the hall mirror to make sure he would like what he saw. I felt so naughty wearing this sexy outfit trying to look like a slut. It was him at the door. I opened and greeted him with a smile and a look of do you approve? "Come on in, Mr. Dobbs," I said as I closed the door behind him. "The crew will be along shortly. They had to run an get the material for the job and run a few errands. "
"I had a cup of coffee, but I'm ready for my second cup with you, shall we have it in the bedroom?" "I'll have it here while I make some calls, get it for me and just let the crew in when they get here!" I got his coffee and made sure I did a good swing when I walked away from him and let him see what he had coming. When I came back over to his chair I made sure that I had my back to him when I set the cup down on the small table and knew that my T-shirt rode up and he could see my tan ass with the white lace thong. When I lifted my eyes, Mr. Dobbs had a shit-eating grin on his face. I concluded that we were probably thinking about the same thing.
After he had finished his coffee he excused himself and went into the bathroom. I could hear peeing. Waiting for him to return, I noticed a truck pull up and some guy were getting out of and off the back and unloading roofing materials and their tools. When he came out of the bathroom I told him that his crew was here he stop at the door and held at his hand and I took it he pulled me near him and kissed me on the lips. He put his big hand on my ass and ran his big finger down the crack of my ass, he felt my wet pussy and knew he could or would be the one who got me off.
"Baby come out here I want you to see what type of roof your getting!" "Mr. Dobbs I can't go out in front of those men looking like this I'm not dressed!"
"Marca I want them to see who they are working for and you need to smile and let them know how good of workers they are during the week. They will love seeing you like this and it might make them work harder and faster to get this job done!" I went out on the patio and over to a stack of shingles and I bent over to look at the name on the box.
From behind me, I heard several handclaps, hoots and catcalls that filled the air. As I turned around to see who was applauding, I saw four black men: two were no older than eighteen, another was very tall and thin and the last guy the boss had a clean- head, a goat-tee and was very menacing looking. The young guys were very turned on from watching me, anyone one could see by the grin on the two young guys' face. I brushed back my long black hair. Shit, I had started to sweat, I felt a little salty drop run down my neck and into my deep cleavage.
"Men this is Ms. Marca you're going to be working for her the next few days and she will be around all the time to check on you and make sure your doing it right!" They all laugh and said we need a boss like that for a few days! "I think we can do the job you need done as they looked down at me and smiled, their eyes blinking as they glimpsed at the generous swell of my tits inside the tight T-shirt. I knew my nipples had to be showing though the material and they were beginning to bud and firm up. "Oh I think your right," I told them, making a real effort to shake away the lewd thoughts racing through my head. Mr. Dobbs spoke up "be nice and I bet she will make sure you got something to drink when it gets hot. OK let get to it!"
As I walked back to the house, I couldn't resist adding a provocative sway to my steps. I sensed that each of the stud's eyes were glued to my ass, and that pleased me. I glanced over my shoulder, instantly gratified to see that I had been right. They were, indeed, looking at my round ass globes, which were on display for them under my tight T-shirt. I did that catwalk swing wiggled my butt, telling myself it was only harmless fun to turn on the men.
Back in the Kitchen I was ready to get Mr. Dobbs into the bedroom my pussy was in need of a good fuck I was dieing for it, he just kept making me want it more. He was on that damn cell phone every time I turned around always checking a job or ordering equipment and he was never standing still. I went to the bathroom to Pee and check my face when I came out I found him in the living room setting on the couch. He had just hung up from someone when he looked up at me and said.
"Time we get the banker out here and have him get ready to put more greenbacks into this project!"
He called the bank as he took a throw pillow and put it on the floor in front of him and pointed at it for me to set. I sat down by his keens and he began to have a conversation with Thomas Burk.
"Burk, this is Dobbs! You got time to check on that job I'm doing for that good looking client of your? Man your right she is one fine woman how that husband keeps her satisfied is beyond me, oh god does she have a set of tits. Look I just left her place and got my crew working why don't you pay a visit to her and check out the work and man you got to see what she is wearing. Call me later, by the way I have the next part of the bid worked up for the kitchen. Yes she has it and said she would get it down to you, but we can move this along and I know she is a player. Call me!"
"Mr. Dobbs don't you think we have time to visit my bedroom before he gets here?"
"Marca my girl, you're going to visit the bedroom with him and don't fuck it up your doing just right! But here baby I got a few minutes practice on this until he gets here" He unzipped his jeans and pulled them down to his knees and that monster of a cock fell out and lay limp down between his legs. My God I was reminded of why I was doing all this whoring when I saw his cock. I reached over and kissed the head and began to lick the Pee hole when his cell phone went off. "Don't stop baby I can do two things at once!" After some initial greetings, he gently pushed down on my head with his free hand getting me to start sucking. He continued talking on the phone even after I took his cock in my mouth. Finally. Nothing is more exciting than kneeling down in front of a man. Submissive? Maybe. All I know is I love sucking cock while on my knees or on all fours. Mr. Dobbs penis grew to unbelievable proportions as I slurped away. My head was spinning, but I couldn't help but listen as the conversation changed to me. "...nothing much.
Hey, man, at the very minute I'm getting one fine blow job! She is a piece of some fine ass?....yea, that's right. rich married bitch, ...." he said to whoever he was talking to on the telephone. I couldn't believe my ears. Was I the 'piece of ass' he was referring to? He went on. "You name it.....yea.....I call her Ms. Marca. You name it...up the ass...threesomes.....plays doggy, man!....yea....the very best, man...trust me, nobody sucks cock better..." I looked up at him after he said that and he smiled down at me. I continued blowing him looking up into his eyes as he continued talking on the phone. "You get the best bid in here and you get the job and if your lucky you may get to get part of the bonus! I got to go, she is going to get me off any minute and I need to get on with a day's work, bye!"
As I sucked him the idea of the banker kept coming back to me, he wanted me to fuck the guy who was putting up the money for all this, what had I lowered myself down to a slut? I really didn't care. I realized I was well beyond the point of turning back. I am not becoming a slut, I always was a slut only I bottled my insatiable sexual appetite inside. Now that I have cheated on my husband, I am over the threshold. I heard myself moaning.
I grabbed his cock with my left hand and stroked it, and then lightly touched it with my tongue. I kept stroking the length of it with my hand, guiding as much of it as I could into my slurping mouth, while at the same time, playing with his balls with my other hand. Mr. Dobbs put his hands on each side of my head and pulled me back and forth on his prick, fucking my mouth. I started to speed up and I could tell Mr. Dobbs was getting ready to shoot his load. I grabbed his cock in both of my hands and squeezed as he erupted into my mouth. I continued sucking as his flood of cum dripped down my chin and on to my tits.
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