Job  -  Author Unknown
I lost the authors name, and don't claim this as my own story.
I edited it and tried to make some improvements.



     "How bad do you want Walter to get that raise, Beverly?" Mr. Burton said, with a nasty grin.
"Let me put it this way. How far are you willing to go for your husband?." It happened.  I didn't plan
for it, I didn't sneak around looking for sex.
     My husband came home and said that he'd been passed over again for a promotion.  This was
the third time.  I was just trying to help Walter.  I went in to the office the next morning.  My
husband was out on his route.  I went to his boss.  I told him how much Walter needed the
promotion.  I begged him.  I said that we really needed the raise.  That was when he asked me the
question.  What could I do?  Mr. Burton made it clear that he'd promote Walter if I was "nice" to
him.  He locked the door, and asked me to strip while he watched from his seat.
     I might have been disgusted if Mr. Burton was fat.  At least he was about as handsome a man
as I'd ever seen.  I thought to myself that it might not be so bad to let him screw me.  When I was
naked, I'd almost convinced myself, when Mr. Burton told me what I was going to have to do.
     He wanted me to suck his dick.  It was too late to back out.  I slowly got on my knees in front
of him.  I tugged down on the plastic tab of his zipper and dragged out his cock.  It was big, and got
bigger as I touched it with my tongue.  At first, I was just going through the motions.  But when his
cock started throbbing, my pussy got wet, I couldn't help it.  He reached down and started fondling
my titties.  When his prick was stiff and wet with saliva, he pulled it out and made me look at it.
     He said that he wanted to see me make myself cum.  He told me to play with my pussy.  I did
it, thinking that I would fake an orgasm to make him happy.  I surprised myself.  I didn't need to fake
anything.  I fingered my pussy, as I stared at that huge hard-on throbbing and jerking only inches
from my face.  I raised up, nuzzling the tip with my soft lips.  A drop of his juice broke on my lips. 
An orgasm shook my entire body.  I dropped down, now serious about the blowjob I was giving.  He
caught my boobs again.  I kept one hand down between my legs, fingering my clit.  He started
fucking my face, his prick touched the back of my throat, and I felt it jerk.  "I'm going to cum,
Beverly, he groaned."
     When his climax hit, I didn't pull my mouth away.  I was a virgin on my wedding night,
Walter was the only man I'd ever sucked off, and I never let Walter cum in my mouth.  But on that
day, I let his boss shoot his hot cum all over my tongue.  I moaned.  He spurted again, My mouth was
full of hot juice, and I swallowed.  He wasn't through, he slid his dick in again, as more come flowed. 
This time I rolled it around for a few seconds, savoring the salty flavor.  I looked up into his eyes,
then swallowed.
     All week long, I told myself that I didn't really like what I'd done.  I tried to convince myself
that, down deep, it disgusted me.  So why did I go back to his office the next Monday?  Why did I
let Mr. Burton fuck me on top of his desk?  Walter had already been notified of his promotion and
raise.  He was thrilled, thinking that the company was finally seeing how good a salesman he was. 
I told myself that I was only going in to say thanks, but there was more to it, I was there because I
was hooked.
     That's how my affair with my husband's boss started, I did it for my husband, for Walter.  I
was just trying to help.  This time, Mr. Burton locked the door and undressed me himself.  His hands
thrilled me.  He got naked, too.  His body was hard.  He plays racquetball three times a week, His
cock is big, bigger than Walter's.  The first time, I was in a daze, This time I was fully aware.  No
one was forcing me.  There was no threat backing my actions.   Cheating is like the most addictive
drug.  One taste, and I had to have more.  I let Mr. Burton put me up on his big wooden desk, his
hands cupped my tits.  My tits are small but my nipples are long and thick.  His kisses made them
swell.  He sucked them, using his tongue and teeth to thrill me.  When he touched my pussy, his
fingers came away sticky with oozing snatch syrup.  I'd been wet all day, just thinking about Mr.
Burton's big cock.  That wasn't the end of it.  I screwed Mr. Burton for six or seven months.  Walter
got three merit raises, then an opening came up for a sales supervisor, I told Walter to apply.
     I saw Mr. Meyers the day before Walter's interview.  It happened the same way.  I begged Mr.
Meyers to give the job to Walter.  This time I came prepared.  My mini-skirt hiked up nicely when
I crossed my legs.  I flashed him, then suggested that hiring my husband might have interesting
benefits.  It didn't take much to convince him that my husband was the right man for the job.
     Mr. Meyers is a little kinky.  He doesn't dress up like a chicken or anything.  He likes to tie
me up and `force' me to suck him off.  Then while I'm tied like a steer he rolls me over and fucks my
asshole.  We do it when his secretary is at lunch.  I sneak in through the side room door.  He's
stretched out naked on his couch holding his dick, the rope is coiled on the floor.  I lock the door so
no one can catch us, then I do a strip- tease until I'm down to just thigh-high nylons and a bra cut so
my nipples show.  I sit on my heels, until he has hogtied me.  He likes it when I struggle a little.
     Mr. Meyers's cock is curved back like a banana.  It's neat to watch his cock twitch as I use
my tongue.  I go really slow, stopping when he gets right on the edge.  I don't let him cum the first
time, usually not the second or third time either.  I stop, leaving his hard prick twitching and leaking
into my mouth.  Finally, Mr. Walters will grab my head and drive his dick down my throat, spewing
his come.  Now it's time for the main event, where he brutalizes my ass.  I really enjoy being butt
fucked, even though I had never thought that I would.
     I said that I was having an affair with my husband's boss.  I was telling the truth, I stopped
seeing Mr. Burton after the new promotion.  Even though, I'd love to feel that big cock back inside
my pussy again, it wouldn't be right.  You see, in my own way, I'm loyal to Walter.