I was on the computer and looking to see what kinds of messages George might be hiding from me. I really didn’t see any need for him to be hiding anything anymore, especially after the adventure we had the other day with his boss. But, to my surprise, there were three separate messages that Kelly must have sent to George via email. With all the mixed emotions I was having these days, I wasn’t sure I wanted to read any of them.

I looked at the unnamed files and hesitated greatly. I was hoping in one way that there wouldn’t be any surprises. Then in another way I was hoping to see some really raunchy thoughts and ideas that I could finger myself over. After all, I had taken off early from work today to prepare a special taste test for my husband. And… okay, to get ready for an interlude with Jesse. But then he’s also part of my taste test. I could feel the tingling building up between my thighs and was hoping to knock down the feelings a little by taking a shower before Jesse was due.

The date on the first new file was the day I had been fingered in Kelly’s office. I realized this might contain an assessment of my skills, so I definitely had to open that one. In short, Kelly did praise me for being a real hottie, and very smart which was written in bold letters. It seemed he loved my manipulation of the events the greatest, and then went off about my tits. It seems like he loves small tits and the way mine are so taut and droop so ever little. It seems that the first letter was very much to my liking. It’s always nice to hear what a guy really thinks of a girls body. I knew I was going back to give up more, so knowing he really appreciated me was a fantastic moral booster.

After that first letter I had to open the second one, dated yesterday. This one couldn’t have made George feel very good and explained why he seemed so distant the night before. It read in part that Kelly was dreaming of getting into my pants all the time now. He said how he should have bent me over his desk and taken me when he had the chance. It finished by saying that our next interlude would have George as the main spectator. Knowing that your wife is going to get fucked by another man had to bruise his pride in a big way. I thought to myself how hurt he was going to be when in training him I was going to have to come clean about Jesse.

Onto the third letter then. It was curious that it was dated for today, but George hadn’t been home yet to save it. Then I realized he must have activated an auto save on his email account to send it directly to this “almost” hidden folder. As I opened it I realized as well that this meant I was reading the letter before he would have a chance to. I took a deep breath and was prepared for just about anything. It started out, “I need a blowjob so fucking bad right now, where’s your wife?” That seemed mixed with emotions for me. Hadn’t he got the idea that I wasn’t going to be doing that for him? As I read on, I figured out that he was working on breaking down the barriers himself. He hadn’t violated our secret to not let on that I was working on training my husband to get him ready for the eventual deed. The next part talked about how I had warned him that I wouldn’t suck him off for anything, and he wondered who might get that job instead then. That’s when he pointed out that it wouldn’t be my husbands co-worker, Frank, since he had been fired earlier in the day. It seemed as if he wasn’t being a team player and that he would be facing charges down the road. He mused as to how he would become a team player in prison. Clearly a threat to George. It ended by saying that he expected more from his new manager of sales.

That said it all as far as I was concerned. There appeared to be no end in sight for either myself or George. He was planning on keeping us both on the hook for as long as he wanted. Ever since our threesome and George had gotten so amorous with me immediately afterwards, I began thinking that Kelly might be a wild ride. I wouldn’t have to hide having sex with him, I got some strange meat on the side, and best of all, George would always feel as if he dragged me into doing it for his well being. I was quickly warming up to that idea. But then it occurred to me that if he really liked blowjobs so much, George was going to actually have to become his “boy” at the office. Surely he wouldn’t keep me around if he wasn’t getting his favorite form of sex.

I looked at the time and remembered how Jesse said he had rearranged his schedule permanently to be able to come by earlier. The minute I stepped into the shower, I started playing with myself. Where I use to dream about my husband doing something kinky, or an occasional tie up session with my favorite movie star hunk, now I had a small bevy of men to dream about. I had my husband on hand all the time, but I wondered if I would have to give up Jesse. And that last letter sort of implied that as long as Kelly worked for the company that I would have to be a nice girl to him.

My pussy was already steaming and I began to prepare for my ending when I stopped suddenly. I was getting pretty twisted myself. It dawned on me that every time I started to wrap up a masturbatory session lately, I would finish by getting a cock into my husbands mouth one way or another. The last frame of each fantasy was watching his eyes bug out as cum was flowing into his mouth. That’s when I tried something new; I put my hands on the back of my head and rested against the wall of the shower. I worked my pelvis forward as I tightened my cunt muscles while I imagined my dear, sweet husband being called into his boss’ office, getting on his knees, and servicing him. I imagined him talking down to his new blowboy and holding his head real tight as he fucked his mouth. And as I dreamt of him struggling to get away, Kelly began shooting his load into my husbands mouth, and I bent over in an unimaginably intensive orgasm. Yeah, I was getting very twisted myself when I can cum without any hands helping out. That made me wonder if that was how hot George felt the two times he shot off in front of me without using his hands.

I had taken way too long in the shower, and just as I was drying off, I heard a knock at the door. I almost ran to get it. I peeked out and it was the chef.

“Hi Jesse. Just in time, I won’t have to get dressed for you.”

We were in the bed in seconds and he was sliding his magnificent cock into my all too hot and moist tunnel. He always felt so wonderful on that first long, slow push into me. I would clamp down as hard as I could on my pussy muscles for his benefit. I loved wrapping my legs around his and grabbed his ass in my hands to pull him deeper. Eventually he would always either throw my legs over my head, or hold my arms back. And sometimes it would be both. I’d never let a guy tie me down before, but it would be Jesse if anyone.

During our first of two fucks, I relayed to him my plan for my taste test. It was the first and only time I’d heard him giggle. It sort of warmed me knowing that I had a cohort in this deceit that was acting as depraved over my husbands emasculatory humiliation as I was. He took over by telling me he had had another dream about fucking George’s face. He said that ever since I had shown him a picture of my husband that he was having dreams like that at night. It seems that as a young teenager he had forced one of his younger neighbors into sucking him off several times and he was raring to have a go at my hubbies mouth now. I promised him it wouldn’t be much longer before he got his shot. I reiterated that we would probably have to tie him to a chair or something. George wasn’t as strong as Jesse, but he would still have way too much fight in him for Jesse to easily handle, and after all, I really didn’t want George getting beaten up; just properly trained.

Just as he was driving me into my first major orgasm, after two smaller ones, Jesse asked me a mind blowing question. Was he going to be able to continue using George since he was helping me train him to be able to do his boss? I saw flashes of Jesse reaming my husbands mouth and cried out, “Oh, god. Yes!”

I was becoming such a traitor towards my poor, sweet husband.

After resting a little and talking about what had happened two days earlier in Kelly’s office, Jesse was ready for round two and mounted me like a dog in heat. This time he wanted to talk dirty thoughts all the way through fucking me. I didn’t mind that one little bit. He started out by saying he would love to have a three-way with me and George, and I had a minor orgasm when he referred to having two bitches to please one man. I asked him to give me suggestions as to what he thought might work towards getting his hard cock into my husbands mouth that first time.

What resulted was the longest orgasm I have ever had. He had already been thinking about that and it ran the gambit from tying him to a chair, to blackmailing him into doing it. He pointed out that just knowing about those illegal contracts might be enough to force him into capitulating.

As I started my final massive orgasm, I subconsciously leaked my real feelings, feelings I hadn’t yet admitted to myself yet. “Oh god, Jesse. I love you so much. You make me feel sooo good, and so fucking sexual. I love you… “

His reactions made it clear that he loved having driven me into revealing that information to him. We kissed until I realized he was several minutes late in leaving. He nearly yanked his flaccid cock out of me and rushed to get dressed. As I watched my new hunk getting dressed and began pushing his spillage into a pile, I told him it wasn’t going to be much longer before he needn’t worry about leaving. He was headed out the bedroom door and I turned to open the night table drawer to retrieve the plate I had already prepared. I had two large dabs of love creams I had bought at a dress boutique already on it. I wiped the glob of Jesse’ cum I had gathered into the middle of them and wondered if George would be able to tell that one of the spots was really sperm. I had no time to wonder much as I heard him coming home. He had just missed my other lover.

Not seeing me near the door, he headed right back. He was figuring out when I would be in bed and waiting for my next girl blowjob. I quickly tried to make my sweaty condition look like I had been getting very intimate with myself. This time I really wanted him to get into it because I had a lot to do, so instead of shying away, I kept going to town on my very engorged clit. I only stopped when he got onto the bed fully undressed.

“I’ve been needing one of your blowjobs so bad, sweetie. But first I need to know something.” I reached into the drawer again and told him I had a taste test for him. I was a little afraid to bring out the plate because it was very obvious to me that the sperm looked nothing like the creams. But I swiped my finger through the first cream and slid it into my husbands mouth. He was playing fairer than I was, and kept his eyes closed.

“What do you think? Is that a better flavor for my pussy to taste like?”

He seemed to genuinely take a concerted taste of it and immediately said, “Not even close. It’s strawberry flavored. I love strawberries, but not while I eat you out.”

“Okay then, try this one.” I had planned on making the Jesse Jelly the second trial, but decided to try the other cream first. I swiped a second finger through his lips and he smacked at it.

“It’s okay, but sort of weird. I still like that other cream you had best.”

If he only knew what he was saying to me. I swabbed Jesse’ cum onto my finger and pronounced it to be the last one. Again he smacked his lips and even ran his tongue out to get some that had missed the spot. My breath immediately grew labored trying to orgasm over seeing him fight to get more of it into his mouth.

“Now that’s the stuff. It’s not as thick as the other ones and even has a nice little tingle to it. That‘s the one I already had, isn‘t it?”

I couldn’t stop the orgasm he had just induced and struggled to get the plate onto the night table as I shuddered through it. I was breathing so hard through my nose and as George opened his eyes, I told him that it was good that he liked that one best. My reasons were obvious only to me at the moment, but I told him I had used the rest of the tube already and it was waiting inside of me for him to remove.

“Mmmm, great. I was so hungry on the ride home. I was hoping I’d get to eat my favorite dessert when I got here.”

Oh, come on. You’re killing me here. You already love the taste of another man’s cum and yet I’m still trying to figure out the most appropriate way to break it to you. And when he started eating me out, he confided how Kelly was becoming a problem even more than before. It seemed he was talking about how hot it had been the other day almost non-stop and it had finally worked George into a frenzy for a massive fuck session.

Knowing that I had to start making headway in his training, I wanted to make sure he got as much of the sperm in me as possible, so I scrunched his head between my legs and rolled the two of us over so I was sitting on his face. I hadn’t been in this position for a very long time and loved the feeling of dominance that it gave me. I wanted so bad to scream out, “Eat that cum you fucker. Just eat it.”

I swear I could almost feel a river of Jesse’ cum running out of me and George wasn’t hesitating to lap it all up. But I needed one more thing from my husband as far as the physical stuff went. I reached back and started doing something else I hadn’t done in a very long time; jerking him off. He fell right into it and spread his legs a little to indicate how good it felt. I just kept saying to myself, “Come on sweetheart, I need one more glob of sperm, come on”.

It only took a couple of minutes before I could feel him tensing up in anticipation of ejaculating. I covered the tip of his cock with my hand and waited for the results. Feeling his cum spurting into my hand was wicked and warm.

“Did you like that honey?”

All he did was continue snaking his tongue into me and moaning his pleasure. I brought my hand around and fished a glob of the solids onto my finger and he watched as I smeared it over my clit and it’s hood. He stopped eating me immediately and started to twist under me.

“Damn it George, just taste it. It’s not going to kill you, you know.”

I held him in place with my legs and he started spouting off over how disgusting he thought it was. I kept trying to coax him to just try it once and then I’d wipe it off me. He ordered me to get off him and I got mad at his reluctance over doing something I knew he would love.

“I’m not moving until you try it, and Kelly gets nothing else from me unless you do.”

That stopped his struggling and he was thinking about the consequences. He asked me why it was so important to me.

I thought for a moment and then said, “Kelly told me about his fetish for blowjobs. You have to at least understand what he’s asking us for.”

It seemed to make sense to him and he slowly gave in. He made me promise not to tell Kelly and I did, despite knowing I wouldn’t keep it. Slowly he took a half descent lick up the front of my clit that made me boil over in heat as I watched this decadent behavior from a male. Seeing him lap at his own cum forced me to lean forward to smear the mess at the top of my cunt into his mouth. He tried protesting, but I didn’t stop until he obeyed my orders to taste it again and really good.

When I sat back I was breathing as hard as if I were about to cum myself. “So, it wasn’t that bad was it?”

He made an awful face and said it was disgusting and that he would never do that again. I wanted to rub it in his face right then that he had already cleaned me from another man’s cum several times already, but I held my tongue.

“Well, at least now you know what it’s like. Thank you.” I grabbed the edge of the blanket and wiped the rest of the obvious remains off of me and told him to get back to work. I told him that if I was going to work off his debt at work, that I had decided he was going to do just as much for me. I got so mad at his ignorance when he had no problem going right back to fishing Jesse’ cum from my insides.

Needless to say, I kept him licking and nibbling at me for a good long time. I had the upper hand this time and it was really feeling nice. For the rest of the day I struggled to find the easiest, least provoking way of telling my husband that he was already sucking cock, in a way. It wasn’t coming to me and I knew I would be getting questioned about my success in the next couple of days by Kelly. And worse yet, George was mad at me for making him taste his own sperm. I wished I could just tell him straight out, but I knew he was so homophobic that he would walk out the door in humility, and I didn’t want to think about whether or not he would come back to face me again.

The next day was looking like the beginning of the end for us. Just after getting home I got another call. This time it was George calling at Kelly’s behest. He asked me to put on something very provocative and to come in to see Kelly. He could only talk briefly, but we agreed that he was probably going to kick it up a notch. When I asked him if that meant he might want to fuck me, there was a long pause, and then he said, “Probably”. Right afterwards he told me I didn’t have to come in if I didn’t want to, that he would certainly understand. I told him that I would be there, but if that was what he had in mind that I would have him in my mind throughout. It was a lie from a budding whore, but I knew he had to hear it.

I had about an hour to get ready and I knew he was going to want to fuck me this time, and I felt ready for it myself. There was still a part of me that considered him nothing more than a perverted letch, but then there was the girl in me that had felt his bared cock and how hard he had been for me. Knowing how much he was constantly lusting after me only made this whole affair seem that much more forbidden and wicked. When I showered I made a conscious decision not to play with myself. It was hard not to, but I was ready for Kelly to take me and I didn’t want to go into this half-ass. I wanted to be every bit as horny as possible to make it easier to endure the looks I was sure to receive from George. I was really hoping that the first time George wouldn’t be there to watch. I knew that is what Kelly had said he would expect in our next meeting, but it would be so hard having to fuck another man’s cock while George was looking on. It would be bad enough knowing that he was only feet away thinking about what was going on.

I really didn’t want to destroy my husband anymore than I knew was coming his way, so I didn’t dress nearly as sexy as I could have. When I was ready and started to leave the house, I took one last look around knowing that things would be so much different when we got back. As I drove to his office I tried to get myself into a frame of mind where I could look at this as simply me kicking something into the kitty, much like a working girl might do for her pimp.

When I got to his building the receptionist told me that Kelly had asked for me to come right back to his office, but I went to see George this time first. I wanted to tell him how much I loved him first. I asked him not to hate me for whatever might happen, but this was the only way out from under this legal mess. I knew it was a lie; we were in this for a lot longer than either I or Kelly was telling him yet. He actually asked me if I would be ready if he did want to fuck me this time, and I dropped my head and said, “I’ll do whatever it takes, dear. But please, don‘t hate me.”

We kissed rather passionately which really made me feel a whole lot better. Not so much over the closeness of the kiss, but because as we were pressed against each other it was clear to me that George had a major hardon. In his own mind he surely had that part of him that hated the idea of someone else getting to fuck his wife right under his own nose, but clearly he had a side that was enjoying this on some level. I couldn’t leave without letting him know I knew, so I rubbed the crotch of his pants and told him I’d make him proud of me. He became very sheepish at being caught in an aroused state.

Kelly was waiting in his doorway for me and saw me coming from George’s office. He didn’t look pleased and shut the door behind us.

“You were told to come straight back weren’t you?”

“Oh, come on. He’s my husband. He’s a man. His ego is in the toilet. I had to tell him I loved him before coming back here.”

“Well, get over it. I don’t want to see that again.”

He walked over to sit on the front of his desk and just stared me up and down. Finally he spoke up. “I was sitting here watching your husband after lunch and I had the biggest erection of my life. I wanted a blowjob so bad. I need that to happen and fast. How is your training program coming along?”

“I’m working on it.” When he looked very upset, I knew I had to give him something more. I thought quickly and remembered the air of dominance from the day before. It had felt good in so many ways. I looked at Kelly’s pursed face again and decided, we might as well get this over with right now. “Okay, in… two days. Have George call me to come back… and I’ll get him to do it for you then. Today will just be one last time to prepped him for it.”

Kelly wanted to hurt me and asked, “Do it? What’s that mean?”

“I’ll get him to…” I grew angry at him and laid it straight out. “He’ll suck your cock for you. Okay? I’ll turn him into your fucking blowboy. That’s what you really want isn’t it?”

“Well, actually, I wanted you at first. But the more I’ve thought about it, he’s a lot handier than you are.”

“If I go through with this, you have to give me a solemn promise that you’ll never let anyone in this office know what he’s doing for you. You swear?”

Kelly wondered if he should make such a promise, maybe even if he had to, but eventually he said, “You’re a hard lady. You have my word.”

“Then we have to start preparing him today. And remember you promised not to tell him anything else I’ve been doing to prepare him. Right?”

“I keep my promises.”

I started taking off my top, then my skirt. “First we have to get him to taste… your stuff. I want you to let me do all the talking.”

“What makes you think that’ll do any good?”

I was so ashamed suddenly. “That’s how I’ve been training him. After he does it, then I’ll tell him what he’s done. I’ll get him ready for the rest later.”

“He won’t do it. Even if he did, he would figure out the taste instantly.”

“No… he won’t. He doesn’t have a clue what he’s been tasting. He thinks it’s a sex gel of some sort. Don’t let on or tell him. I want to make sure he really does it to a certain point first.”

“You naughty little cunt, you. You’re fucking someone else too. Aren’t you?”

“Just to prepare him for this shit. He’s going to figure that out soon enough.” I wanted to get his mind off whatever else I was doing to stab my husband in the back, so I reached around to unhook my bra and laid it with my other clothes. “How do you want to do this?”

He began taking off his pants and checking me out. I peeled off my panties and as I stood back up, I trailed my fingers over my pussy to entice him. While I watched him bring his cock in full view for me, I teased him some more by forcing my right nipple up to my mouth. My passion for this prick heated up the second I saw how hard he was for me. He came close and took me into his arms. He was still wearing his shirt, but when he pulled me into his chest, it didn’t matter. I was there to let him fuck me, and all the right parts were out in the open. It was almost sad that I was more than willing to fuck him now, but when he started kissing me and slobbering over my neck, I really began feeling like I was cheating on my husband.

I felt myself being lifted into the air by my waist and it was obvious he wanted to take me standing up. I wrapped my legs around him to take some weight off his arms, and reached down to position his cock. He loved my ability to read things. I held the head of his cock in position and he almost jerked it into me. I wasn’t used to being used in such a raw fashion and it hurt a little, but it felt great in other ways. I finally got to feel that cock I had only held in my hand before. And it felt really good in me now.

I was surprised when he started walking me around the room. I got afraid as we passed the door to his office that he might actually walk me like this into George’s office to humiliate him. I had worked myself up almost off his cock as we passed the door and sank back down on him when I felt safe again. He walked us over to his chair behind his desk. The arms of the chair were in our way, so as he half sat down, he helped me spin around slowly. I tried so hard to keep from losing his cock in the mix.

“Now it’s up to you, my sweet little bitch. Fuck me!”

Normally I would have slapped the shit out of any man that said that to me, but for some reason it actually turned me on so much I simply obeyed him. I started pulling him off with my pussy muscles. I’d only fucked my husband like this a couple of times, but Kelly was just slightly thicker than George, so it had a much greater effect on me. Knowing that there had to still be a few people milling around right outside the office door, and my husband only a scream away, made me feel like such a wanton slut. I really got into fucking him, and I guess he appreciated my efforts. He kept referring to me as his new bitch, and even his partner in training his newest sex toy. He talked about how fantastic it was going to be for him to have the use of my husbands’ mouth whenever he needed to feed someone. Until now, he had no way of knowing what he was doing to me, but as soon as he talked about feeding his cock to George, I went nuts fucking him.

He got so turned on that he wanted to feel like he was abusing me apparently, and stood up to bend me over his desk. He mashed my chest into the top of his desk and then pushed my head down even harder until my face was mashed sideways against his blotter. Under other terms, this would be a rape, but I had come willingly and was happy I had. Not Jesse, not George, or any other man had ever used me so hard as he was. I was rippling in small orgasms that just kept getting harder. I was ready for the finish and spurred him into doing it.

“Fuck me you son-of-a-bitch. You happy? You getting what you wanted?”

He clearly understood my intent and fired right back, stimulating me to no end. “Almost you little fucking cunt. Bet your husband never fucks you like this, does he. And I’ll be fucking you like this anytime I want. Right bitch?”

“You know I can’t say no.”

“But you want me to, don’t you?”

This wasn’t the time for a lie. “Yes… but please… don’t tell George. Please?”

“It’ll be our little secret, cunt.”

Knowing that he had so successfully turned me into his whore, I laid there waiting for him to ravage my cunt anyway he wanted. But then, he said the wrong thing to make me want to hold back any longer.

“And in two days, I’ll be pumping George’s face just like this.”

The thought of him attacking my husband’s mouth as roughly as he was me right now was too much. My continuous climaxes turned instantly into one huge one. I almost passed out waiting for him to finish with me. I could feel my vagina filling up with his warm cum. He was grunting away like a fucking caveman.

I still had part two to work through, and I had to gather my wits fast. When Kelly released me and pulled his cock out, I told him I needed his chair. I just about pushed him out of the way because my legs had gone weak under me. I plopped back in the chair and gave him some last instructions.

“Call him in… and tell him you want him to show you how well he eats pussy again. Nothing else!”

He didn’t care much for my attitude, but it was for his benefit after all. He picked up the phone and started to hit the speed dial.

“Wait! Not yet.” I saw two mistakes. I was obviously too sweaty, and Kelly was too limp. I asked for a towel and he told me there was one in the bottom drawer. I saw the towel, and the check that was soon to be ours. I sat the check on top of the desk and started wiping myself dry. Then I had Kelly get closer and toweled the sweat and remnants of sperm off of him too. I stuffed the towel back in the drawer, but grabbed Kelly’s ass as he was starting to move away. I told him to wait another minute and grabbed his cock when he was close enough. I started to massage his softened prick and watched as it immediately started coming back to life.

“Haven’t had enough, girl?”

“No, it’s just that if he comes in here and sees you limp, he might figure out that we already fucked. He can’t know that until I tell him. Understand?”

“I can’t wait to see his face.”

When I had him sufficiently aroused, I saw him smirking. That smirk would soon scare me. I continued rubbing him as sensuously as I could while he picked up the phone again and called George to his office.

“You should stand back a little.” I wiped my fingers through my lips one last time to make sure I wasn’t being obvious, and Kelly strutted to the side of the room. A moment later George knocked on the door. Politeness to the end. His wife was in here getting fucked as far as he knew and he thinks he needs to be polite.

“Hello George. I’ve been trying to talk your wife into sucking my cock. She just won’t do it though.”

I started getting scared and very pissed at Kelly.

“No, she even hates the idea of it. She’s never even done it to me before.” Poor George had no idea how much I loved the idea of sucking cock. Just, it was him doing it for my pleasure.

“You have a choice here George. You can either suck this meat right here… or you can let me watch you go to town on your wife again. Your choice.”

Thus the reason for his smirk. He was getting George even more prepared for the very near future.

To try to steer him into the obvious choice, I said, “I brought that special cream you like so you’ll really enjoy yourself. He just wants to watch. Come on sweetie, I‘ll help you get started.”

George slowly walked around the far side of Kelly’s desk and I spun my chair to open my legs for him a little. I reached for his hand and guided him to his knees. As George worked himself into the proper position, Kelly came around the desk for a better view. It seemed the two of us shared another secret; his cock had gone from slightly hard and hanging, to rock hard and at a forty-five degree angle upward. I helped pull George’s head forward until I could feel his tongue start to lick at my clit. I shot a quick glance at Kelly’s face and saw more excitement in him than ever. I knew it was hard for him to believe, because it had been equally as hard for me to believe that my darling husband had no idea that he really loved the taste of sperm.

I let my head fall back to enjoy my husbands greatest sexual abilities and quickly began setting up his first real blowjob in my head. I knew it was going to be Jesse. I’ve wanted to watch George taking that mans’ cock so deep for weeks now. This was just about the final step before that. When he started delving deep into my canal, I tried to formulate the words I was going to have to tell him in just a few short minutes. It would wholly destroy his manhood for some time and it would be up to me to restore it for him. I lost most of my heat when I started feeling sorry for him. I looked down and saw how he was so diligently working to please me, and his boss. It wasn’t until I thought about what was the driving force behind the pleased look on his face that got me hot again. Sadly, from his point of view, it was so different. He was so pleased to be showing his manly talents of being able to please a woman and so well. He was only a moment away from finding out he was really proving his ability to be subservient to other men because he already had the most disgusting part of a blowjob down pat; eating the rewards of a well given blowjob.

I motioned for Kelly to come stand next to my husbands face. I began gently prying my husband away from my pussy and he looked very confused. I physically turned his head to face his boss’ cock and said, “It’s time to take a taste George. Suck his cock a little.”

George was in total shock that I would be the one to ask that of him I’m sure. He blurted out how he wasn’t gay or bi and wouldn’t do it. Kelly could have been grinning a whole lot less.

“Do it for me honey, please. I’ll do anything at home you want, but do this one thing for me, please?”

Again he refused. He made the mistake of saying he had never tasted cock and never would. I needed to change that thought right now. I turned his head back to my pussy and told him to continue on me then.

He slowly got back to what he was doing and even seemed to use more tongue to prove he loved women only. “I’m so sorry honey to have to break this news to you, but you have tasted cock before.”

His eyes lit up and pulled back a couple of inches in total disbelief that I would even be able to think of that happening. I mashed his face back to me and went on. I held his head tighter than I ever had as I sought the words to explain it to him.

“That cream you love so much? That drives you wild?” I waited for it to sink in and then added, “Kelly just finished fucking me before he called you in.” I had to apply even more pressure on the back of his head and it was soon going to be impossible for me to hold him. At first he thought this was all a mind fuck, but when Kelly, that prick, started laughing out loud, he started to believe me. As he tried to pull away from me I tried one last tug on him and said, “Honey, it’s really important that you keep eating me right now. It’ll make it easier for you to accept later.”

Between my solemn attitude and Kelly laughing in his face, he was starting to believe me. He yanked away from my grip and stood up. Kelly reached past him which made him jump back and grabbed the check I had laid on the desk. He handed it to George for him to sign and just had to add, “She said you wouldn’t figure it out and I guess she won.”

Trying to stave off his hatred of me this very moment, I pointed out as he signed the check over to Kelly that three files had been rectified and there were only three to go. I found it next to impossible to put a believable face on knowing that it wasn’t the truth. We were both getting trained to service this man in our own way, and after finding out what it was like to fuck him, I knew I was going to go along with it. Perhaps even if George didn’t and wound up going to jail in the end for refusing to do his part to appease Kelly. I rose to hug George, made Kelly promise to keep this all a secret from the rest of the staff again, and started to get dressed.

George wasn’t saying a word and I could see his ego deflating before my eyes. In my panties and bra I went to hug him again around the waist as he had thanked me for doing the last time and said for both of them to know, “Just don’t ever get me wrong. You might have gotten to fuck me, but this will always be my man.”

Kelly was starting to get irritated with my loyalty for my husband and added to set me straight, “And mine too.”

I finished dressing and we drove home. I followed George to make sure he went there and he was driving much slower than he normally would. He was still trying to believe we had just lied to him. At the house he was still silent and I knew I had a lot of explaining to do.

He didn’t want to touch me and pulled his hand from mine several times, but I got him to come into the bedroom with me for the long talk I knew he had coming. I sat him in the bed and just had to find something out. I reached out to feel his cock. I was hoping beyond hope that he was at least a little hard, but he was more limp than if he were in a cold river.

“Sorry! You surprised me back in your office, I was hoping you might surprise me again. Honey, I have so much to tell you, and I’m going to come clean about some things that I’ve been hiding from you. All for your sake though.” I had his full attention now. “When I told Kelly I would never suck his cock, he furtively assured me that one of us was going to do it. You know how I feel about it, and… he even told me that I’d better start train… teaching you to do it.”

“You were going to say training? What, I’m some fucking experiment for your pleasure here?”

I wanted him off his high horse, so I set the record straight for him. “Look mister. I just fucked your boss to keep your ass out of prison. I’m being just as humiliated here, you know. This isn’t a carnival for either of us. I’m fighting to help you out, the least you could do is understand that you have to help yourself out here.”

He looked towards the floor in shame and listened.

“I knew how impossibly hard this was going to be for you. I’ve been trying my hardest to let you know that it won’t be as bad as you think it will. If you just get your mind set that he needs to have you do it once, to make him feel bigger than you…”

“Do what once?”

“George… you know what I’m talking about.” I could see he did, but I think he just needed it said in a way that left absolutely no doubt. “You have to give him a blowjob, George. Just suck his cock one fucking time and he’ll probably let it go. It’s just a power trip for him.” I knew I was telling him the biggest lie yet. I knew the first time would just be the true beginning, but he would never start if I told him the truth.

“Danielle, I love you more than anything… but I can’t do that. You know how much you hate it yourself. Why would you think I could do it?”

“Because this is your one part to do, and I’m trying to make it as easy as I can for you.”

“Then, the other days? You’ve been fucking him before today?”

I was hoping he was in such shock he wouldn’t put it together. I really didn’t want to tell him about Jesse until tomorrow, and I tried to do everything I could towards that end. “Do you believe me when I say I’m really trying to help you?”

“Yeah, of course, but how…”

“Then for everything I’m going through, I’m asking just one thing from you right now. Don’t think about that now… wait for a few days and I’ll tell you everything, okay? Please honey? Just give me this one thing and soon we‘ll be free of Kelly.” I was really starting to hate myself for letting him believe that.

We talked all around everything but the truth for an hour. He was finally starting to come around to accepting his fate, but he really didn’t want me to know that. His reluctance gave me an idea.

“Would it be easier if you didn’t have a choice when it came time to do it? I could set it up with Kelly to help you out in any way. Maybe you would feel better if you felt like you couldn’t fight back.” I saw him thinking about that in a positive way which bode well for what I was going to do to him tomorrow. “I’ll help set it up anyway that’ll help you get it done honey. Just let me know what’ll help.”

I really wanted to help him get ready and realized that even though it had been almost two hours since leaving Kelly’s office, I stripped down as George watched. I helped him get out of his clothes and he clearly thought I wanted to fuck him, but not just yet. When he climbed on me, I pushed him down by his shoulders.

“You have to get use to it. It may be old, but I still want you to do it.”

He very slowly started to lick at my cunt again and unfortunately I got very turned on knowing that I was only a day away from realizing my hottest fantasy. My enthusiasm had to be showing way too much. When he pulled away I thought he was going to bitch at me for enjoying it so much, but instead he asked if I thought he was going to have to swallow “it”. I bit my lower lip and nodded slowly. This time he chose to hide his face in my cunt.

I set a goal for this session. I wasn’t going to be happy unless I got him so turned on that he shot off one more time without using his hands. It took a great deal of coaxing and time, but I finally got him on his way. The wildest thing though was that just as he was about twenty seconds away from climaxing, I teased him by telling him that giving a blowjob was just another form of sex. And that he should just concentrate of the decadence of it and enjoy the new experience. He bolted upright from my pussy and started ejaculating right then.

I didn’t feel nearly as bad after seeing that happening.

After it was all over for the night and nothing had been said for several minutes, George wanted to know if I had enjoyed fucking Kelly earlier. I knew I couldn’t pass off a lie of that magnitude and tried to find the proper way of telling him.

“You know what it’s like. It’s not that it’s good, it’s just different.”

“Can’t you answer me then?”

“Alright! After I felt that your cock was hard in your office, I didn’t feel so guilty about doing it. It was a lot better than I expected.” I was afraid I might have put a little too much into that statement.

“Where did you do it?”

“You don’t really want to know the details, do you?”

“He’s just going to tell me about it tomorrow himself. I’d rather know the truth now.”

A lump grew in my throat and I told him slowly. “He had me strip down again, and then he lifted me onto him while he was standing. Then… he walked us over to his chair and made me fuck him while I sat on his lap.” I really didn’t want to tell him the next part, but Kelly was sure to gloat over that. “Then he stood up and forced me over his desk. I felt like he was raping me.”

“I can see you didn’t exactly hate it, did you?”

I felt so ashamed and finally shook my head.

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