A Labor of Love & Acts of Lust

For personal reasons we've been gone for awhile so this is our first written story in well over a month-we hope you enjoy it!



The party continued in the living room while Jenny busied herself in the kitchen getting more food for the guests. In the sanctity of her kitchen she could barely hear the laughter and loud talk in the other room. Still, she hadn't heard the door to the kitchen swing open, but sensed a presence in hte room with her. Turning, she saw Henry, her husband's boss, standing in front of her. He stood quietly looking at her. She first noticed the softness to his eyes, but still, he had an aura of confidence and a commanding presence. This was the man making her husband's life so difficult at work and she was wary of him.

"Jennifer, I know how important it is for the boss to have a good relationship with the people working for him," he said to her. "It was a great idea for your husband to throw this little party. I'm having a great time!"

Jenny also knew things weren't going well for her husband, Tom, at work. He had complained so many times to her about the new manager in his department. He was too demanding, never satisfied and just a prick to work for according to her husband. Still, looking at him, he didn't seem like the ogre her husband had made him out to be, but she knew he held the key to the her husband's, and to the extent she was tied to Tom, her future as well. Maybe he was the brutish man her husband depicted him to be when he was at work, but right now, in her kitchen, he had an affable smile and seemed friendly enough.

"Well, Mr. James, it is important and I know my husband feels the same way about the people he works with and for; that's why he wanted to give this party in the first place."

"Come on, Jenny, you don't have to be so formal.you can call me Hank."

"Okay, Hank. Can I get you something to drink?"

"No, I think I've had enough out there. I just wanted to get out of there for awhile. Anyway, I think sometimes the employer/employee relationship needs to be taken a step further. You know, I think it's important for me to have a good relationship with the spouses of my employees. I think knowing them helps me understand the people working for me better, especially if they're having problems at work. What do you think, Jenny?"

Jenny looked at the broad smile that had spread across his face. She knew he was slightly tipsy, but he had a certain charm about him. She had watched him all evening interact with the guests at the party and listened to his kind words, cute, quick jokes and interesting stories. She could see the smile on his face shrinking to a sly little grin now. Jenny didn't need a crystal ball to understand what he saying; she understood exactly what he was getting at. A chill of fear and excitement ran up and down her spine at the thought of this man making advances toward her.

"Wait for me here a minute, Hank" she told him, "I have to take some finger foods to the living room. I'll be right back to talk to you more about this."

Hank leaned back against the refrigerator and waited. Reaching into his breast pocket, he took out a pack of cigarettes and from another pocket, a lighter. He was just getting ready to light up when Jenny came back into the kitchen.

"Hey, no smoking in here, okay?" There was a nervousness to her voice in confronting him.

He chuckled at her discomfort. "Okay," he said to her. "So where can I smoke?" he asked in a soothing voice putting her at ease.

Jenny's full lips had quivered at first but hearing his voice, formed a flirtatious smile and her eyes met his gaze. "Follow me, I'll show you."

Walking out of the kitchen, Hank right behind her, she lead him to the hallway. "The first door on the left is the bathroom. You can smoke in there," she said. "Or, the last door on the right is our bedroom. There's a bathroom in there. Take your pick. I'll bring you an ashtray."

She watched Hank amble down the hallway passing the first door and continue to the bedroom. He looked back and smiled at her. As soon as she had told him about the bathroom and bedroom, she had had no doubt which he would pick. She smiled back at him, then watched him retreat into the bedroom. She watched him shut the door and turned to walk back to the living room going into her husband's small office. Opening a drawer in the credenza, she found an ashtray and closing the drawer, and left for the bedroom.

"What are you doing?" she heard her husband's voice behind her asking.

The sound of Tom's voice startled her at first. Quickly regaining her composure, she said softly, "Hank wants to have a cigarette."

"Hell, you don't even let me smoke in the house."

"I told him he could smoke in the bathroom."

"Well, I."

"Tom, how the hell are you?" a voice boomed behind him.

"Carl, glad you make it! You ever meet my wife, Jenny?"

The three of them exchanged pleasantries and her husband started to engage the man in small talk. "Honey, why don't you fix Carl something to drink.Carl, would you like something to drink?"

"Yeah," Carl said. "Jenny, nice to meet you. I want to talk to your husband about some stuff anyway. You don't mind if I drag him away from you, do you?"

"No, you boys enjoy your shop talk. It was nice to meet you Carl, I'll be back in a bit with that drink. I have something to check in the kitchen." She watched the two men walk off, her husband apparently forgetting about Hank and the ashtray she still held in her hand as he chatted with Carl.

Jenny walked to the bedroom, turning to glance around before entering and, finding no one paying attention to her, she opened the door and walked in. Hank was leaning against the wall next to the bedroom dresser with a cigarette in one hand and his lighter in the other.

"So, how's the party going?" Hank asked Jenny. "Does the hostess with the mostess have everything under control."

She laughed politely at his little joke. "Here's an ashtray."

"Forget the ashtray and forget the cigarette," he told her. "Let's talk about Tom and about his future with Barringtons."

"Well Hank, that's exactly what I'm here to do. I don't think you want to talk though and neither do I. We both know what you want so let's not play any games. Let's secure my husband's future right here, right now!"

Hank's sly smile flashed at her again. He was taken slightly aback by her calm, cool demeanor, but he knew when she had lead him to the hallway and pointed out both rooms she understood about her husband's job and, more importantly, his intentions. Tom certainly wasn't the worst employee at Barringtons, but close. Still, his job was salvageable and at that point, Jenny knew what Hank did, she was the one that could secure her husband's future. At least she knew she could for the immediate future, but in the long term, well, that was something she would have to work on. He started to speak to her, but her fingers went to his lips, signaling him to be quiet.

She stood in front of Hank. Jennifer was a beautiful woman. She was almost 5-10. At that height, she was able to carry her almost 150 pounds and look damn good to men. The long, jet black hair hung down over her shoulders. Jennifer's skin was dark from the tanning bed she used daily after her morning workouts. The white dress she wore, revealing but not vulgar, that night provided a nice contrast to her skin tone and curled black hair. The dress hugged her ample breasts and clung to the curves of her body. Somewhat low-cut exposing the top of her cleavage, but modestly so, and covered her dark legs to mid-thigh. Her powerful legs were lean, muscular and had the gracefulness of a dancer's legs. Between her legs and breasts, men had a difficult time averting their eyes from her whenever she entered a room.

Hank was no different than other men. She could see his peering eyes trying to catch a glimpse down the front of her dress and earlier had noticed him looking at her legs as she sat on the couch, legs crossed, hiking the short dress up even more. As she stood in front of the man, he felt a combined sense of conquest and power. Jenny turned to lock the bedroom door, then moved back around to face Hank. She looked down at the bulge growing in his pants in anticipation of having the lovely, statuesque woman standing before him. Without a word, she struggled out of the dress. Standing in front of him in her bra, scanty panties and the pumps she had left on, she reached back and unhooked the bra letting it fall to the floor. Her large, heavy breasts hung slightly down and her small nipples appeared even smaller in comparison to the size of her breasts. She moved her hands to the waistband of her panties, slipped her fingers underneath and started to pull them down, just far enough to expose the trimmed, black pubic hair, then stopped for a moment. She could see the desire in his eyes and played to it. Too much too fast, she thought to herself, could make him disinterested later. She needed to hold his attention not just for tonight, but in the future. She would make him wait for the ultimate prize of her sweet pussy.

"Take off your pants," she said quietly to Hank.

He quickly fumbled with his belt and zipper letting his pants and underwear fall to the floor. He stood in front of her, naked from the waist down. In his shirt and blazer, he felt a little foolish standing there with no pants on. She could see he felt vulnerable for the first time as he stood there. She could sense she was taking control and smiled as her hands moved again continuing to slide her panties down her long legs to her ankles and then kicking them off to the side. She was completely naked but felt comfortable. The one thing she didn't lack confidence in was her body.

"C'mon Hank, get your jacket off, too!"

He did as she instructed and took it off, and as he did, Jenny moved closer to Hank, pulling him to her. She kissed him deeply, her tongue probing his mouth. Hank's arms were draped around her neck as they kissed. Her hand moved down gripping his semi-erect cock between her nimble fingers. It quickly grew and stiffened as she gently squeezed and pulled it between her fingers. One of his hands moved down cupping her breast and rubbed lightly. Her nipple hardened at his slight touch. As good as it felt, feeling his cock twitch between her fingers, Jenny moved away from her husband's boss and turned around. Putting her hands on the dresser, she leaned forward, her ass sticking out invitingly toward Hank.

"Well, c'mon, fuck me with that hard cock of yours!" she said, her voice playful and naughty. Hank moved toward her, his cock leading the way, pointed directly at the entrance of her pussy. "Come on, Hank, fuck me hard with that big cock of yours!" she urged him again. Now there was a deeper, earthier and lusty sound to her voice that drew him closer to her until his cock was touching her ass.

With his fingers holding his cock just below the head, he moved it slowly under her exposed pussy. He moved the head of his cock forward and down until it came in contact with her swollen clit. He could feel the moistness of her pussy on his fingers as he moved his cockhead back and forth over her wet opening. Both of his hands now wrapped around the shaft of his cock as he moved it over her clit. She wanted to let out a shudder of delight at the feeling, but held back. However, she couldn't stop the involuntary tilting of her ass higher giving him better access to the little white nub straining for attention. He finally pulled his cock back and guiding the head to the opening of her pussy, pushed it inside of her. He pushed forward, moved back, then rammed his hips forward hard driving his cock deep inside of her.

"Oh, yes! Yes! Fuck me, Hank, fuck my cunt hard, baby, fuck it hard!"

Hank grabbed her swaying tits as his cock drove in and out of her. His unyielding fingers pulled and twisted at her tiny nipples. Her ass cheeks slammed back to meet his thrusting hips. He watched his cock disappear inside of her and looking up saw her face in the mirror. Her mouth was twisted open and her eyes rolled back. Her back arched more deeply pushing her ass and pussy higher as he continued to fuck her. Her cute ass squirmed around with every thrust into her delicate pussy by his ravaging cock.

Her husband's boss continued to let his cock glide quickly in and out of her pussy, then slowing down until he stopped fucking her completely. He could see her what appeared to be an anguished look on her face reflecting back at him in the mirror and then a smile formed on her pouty, full lips. With his cock still buried deep inside of her, over his labored breathing she heard him whisper he wanted to come in her mouth. He pulled his cock out of her pussy and she turned to face him. The intensity of the moment for her was made even greater knowing her husband and friends were just down the hall in the living room. She looked down at his glistening cock, wet from her pussy juices. She wasn't surprised by his request and in fact had expected it. She never understood why so many men preferred coming in a woman's mouth rather than her pussy and she knew Hank was probably not the exception. It was with that thought that she had offered up her pussy first for him to fuck knowing full well he would have been more than satisfied if she had dropped to her knees and sucked his cock in the very beginning.

"You want to shoot your hot cum in my mouth!" she said in breathy excitement. "You wanna flood my mouth with your fuckjuice!"

She didn't need an answer and didn't wait for one, instead falling to her knees and taking his cock in her hands. She held it with one hand and rubbed over the head with the palm of her other hand. Leaning forward, she took the head of his cock in her mouth and licked. Her tongue ran over the top and just below the head. Moving her mouth away, Hank could her eyes looking up at him as she spoke in a soft, sensual voice.

"Hmmm, you taste so good.I love the feel of your cock in my mouth!"

Her mouth moved back over the head and down his shaft, sucking and licking the length of it. Jenny's head bobbed up and down his cock. Her tongue circled the top, then her mouth moved back down almost to the base. Sliding her mouth back up, her licking tongue swirling as she moved up the length of hard shaft, she held just the head of his cock in her mouth sucking hard, before devouring it deeply into her mouth again.

She could feel Hank's body start to stiffen as she continued licking the length of his cock inside her mouth stopping only to suck the head, then lowered it again letting the head jam against the back of her throat. She kept moving, licking, sucking and then licking again. His legs started to tremble and she could feel the cock in her mouth begin to quiver and shake until she felt the hot load of cum start to empty forcefully into her mouth. His hands released their grip on her and he pushed her face back, holding her chin with one hand and his cock with the other. His cock spurted two more times, the creamy juice squirting on her face.

They quietly dressed. Jenny picked the panties up off the floor and after wiping her face with them, handed them to Hank. "Here, something to remember me by," she laughed seductively. "I'll get them back from you another time!"

He laughed but there was no pretense this was anything more than a sexual encounter between them with the promise of more to come later. In that sense, there was no genuine warmth between. He had sought a sexual conquest and she had her own agenda, only one of which was to help her husband keep his job. Hank accomplished his and she had accomplished her first goal, at least for now. Putting her bra back on, she pulled the dress back over her head and tugged it down her body. Hank put his pants and underwear back on and straightened his clothes.

"Smoke your cigarette, I'm going back out to the party," she told Hank.

Hank came out a few minutes later. He could see Jenny talking to her husband and another man when he walked toward them. In his jacket pocket he clutched the scrunched up panties she had given him and could feel the dampness of his cum on them. From a distance, he looked at her legs, knowing she was naked under the dress from the waist down. He so much wanted to come up behind her and lift the dress and shove his cock inside of her again. She was so breathtaking standing there. He even felt a twinge of jealousy watching her talking to another man, and even with her husband. It wasn't borne of love, but of possession.

"Tom, nice party," Hank told him. "But I've gotta run. We need to talk Monday. No better time than the present to tell you, but it's about a promotion."

"A promotion?" It was a question asked in excitement by her incredulous husband.

"Yeah, I think you can do it, but it'll take a lot of work on your part. It'll be a joint, cooperative effort for you to keep the job. We're like a family at Barringtons and it'll take a family effort to make it work!"

Tom wasn't sure what he meant, but told him, "You can count on me. I look forward to working with you more closely." Tom looked at his wife and smiled. She knew exactly what Hank meant by "joint, cooperative effort", but remained quiet and gave her husband an admiring look for his new success with the company.

"Mr. James, thanks for coming, I really mean that. You can come anytime," she smiled. "I'm sure I'll see you again." The suggestive hint was not lost on Hank.

"You will, and please, call me Hank!" he said with smile and quick wink.

With that, he walked out the door, only to return a few minutes later. Ringing the doorbell, Tom answered the door. "Sir, something wrong?" he asked.

"I lost my fucking keys somewhere. I'm going to have to get a ride home from somebody."

"Well, I can run you home, hold on."

"No, Tom, you can't do that.it's your party. I'll find somebody else. Hey, how 'bout Jenny, maybe she could do it?" Without giving Tom a chance to let the thought sink in, he added, "I have an extra set of keys at home. She could bring me back and I can pick up my car."

"Well, yeah, I guess," Tom replied. "Let me check, she's somewhere, in the kitchen I think."

A couple minutes later Tom returned with his wife. "Lost your keys, huh, Hank." Her voice sounded sweet, but he could sense a knowing laughter in it.

"Yeah. You could think you help me out? I hate dragging you away but all these other people seem like they've been drinking too much to drive me home."

"Sure, Hank, I can help you out," she responded, a small smile radiating on her face and a twinkle in her eyes. "It's like we're family now so sure, let's go!" she giggled. There was an obvious joke both of them shared completely lost on Tom. Still, whatever it was, he managed a polite smile.

Walking out to the car, she asked him if he wanted to drive. "Sure," he told her. "Makes sense anyway since you don't know where I live."

"Think Mrs. James will be home?" she asked, a coyness in her voice he could hear and a grin he couldn't see in the darkness of the car.

"No, not tonight."

They drove off, her husband's boss driving. A little idle conversation, but nothing overt on his part. She, for her part, just listened. Pulling into the driveway of a large home, he announced to her it was his home. "C'mon in."

She followed him up the steps to the front door. Once inside, there were no pretenses between them. Those were left behind in the bedroom of her home. He grabbed her as soon as the door closed behind them pulling her tightly against his. His mouth went to her's and his hands roamed over her ass kneading the soft skin of her ass cheeks through her clothing. Jennifer moaned lightly through the deep kiss and moved her body against him. She could feel his hard cock pressing into her stomach. Pushing away from him, she slowly unbuttoned his shirt and buried her face into his chest, her tongue moving over his nipples, nipping at one of them. Slowly her mouth moved down the front of his body until her wet tongue was at his stomach, just above the belt of his pants.

Jenny looked up at Hank. She smiled and then lowered her head pushing her forehead against the front of his slacks in the throbbing cock underneath. Lowering herself to her knees, he could feel her mouth biting through his pants at his bulging cock. His fingers wrapped tightly into the long curls her hair and his hips pushed into her teasing mouth. With dexterity, she slowly unzipped his pants and gently put her hand inside his open fly grabbing his hard cock through his underwear and squeezing it. She could feel it jerk between her fingers. She knew she was teasing him, but felt a sense of pleasure at his response. She knew he was the boss, but she knew she was really the one in control. Her goal remained twofold.

First, the enticement of the man that held her husband's job in his hands. By the time the night was over, he would want her and do anything to have her. Second, there was something else. Her husband was a good man, a good provider and a good husband. But, he was sexually conservative. She wanted to do so many things, to experiment, and to play the role of the slut every now and then. She had so many fantasies, so much to share, but no one to share them with. She would save her husband's job at all costs because it would impact her too, but she would go further than that to satisfy her own desires and satisfy Hank's in the process.

Unbuckling the belt around his waist and unhooking the clasp of his pants, she pulled them and his underwear down below his knees. For the second time that night, she had his cock in view, but this time she had more time to gaze at it. She studied the hard cock sticking out in front of her face. The fat head of his dick, the long narrow shaft and the curly pubic hair guarding his balls. Her hand cupped his balls. She could feel a wetness to them, probably sweat. Her tongue moved to the head of his cock and flicked out at it. She desperately wanted to gobble it down her throat, but maintained control of herself.

Glancing up again at him, she asked, "More of the same or something different this time?" Her voice was still seductive, but he heard a tone of lasciviousness to it.

"You're a little nympho slut, aren't you!" he teased.

"Yeah, but now I'm your nympho slut!" she laughed.

"Yeah, just like earlier, but we have a little more time now."

Her face turned down again and her tongue moved over the swollen head of his cock. She could taste the droplets of precum seeping from the small slit on top. She took her time licking the swollen head and let both hands slide up and down his hard shaft before sucking it into her mouth. Her tongue began to move around the head and was soon swirling around the head of his cock and just underneath it before taking his cock deeper into her mouth. She could feel his hands tighten in her hair as she sucked the head and top of the hard shaft inside her mouth. One of her hands cupped his balls again and rubbed them gently as her mouth moved off the head and her tongue licked slowly down the hard shaft. She could feel the veins bulging from it as she moved her tongue around it until it was wet with her saliva and his offering of precum.

Moving her hands to his ass, she opened her mouth wider and pulled his cock back into her mouth. Hank shuddered, then released her hair. Jenny could feel his hands pulling at the top of the dress she wore inching it up her body. She pulled her mouth away from his cock and dropping her arms to her sides, she let him push the top of down exposing her bra encased breasts. Reaching behind her, she undid her bra and with a quick shrug, let it fall freeing her large tits. He tried to reach down to grab them but she quickly moved her mouth back over his cock. Bending slightly forward at the waist, he managed to get his hands on her hard nipples and rolled them between this fingers while she continued to fuck his cock in and out of her mouth.

Jenny shoved her head forward swallowing his cock down her throat to the base, her mouth pushed into his pubic hair at the base of his cock. His musky scent turned her even more. Her fingers tickled at his balls and her tongue greedily lapped at them. She could feel the excitement welling up inside of him, but it wasn't time yet, not time for him come. Jenny had satisfied him once that evening already without a thought to herself, but not this time. She moved her head back up, her mouth climbing up the smooth shaft. He could hear the slurping sounds coming from her mouth as she sucked and licked her way to the head of his cock. The passionate sounds of her lust were turning him on even more. For Jenny, she could feel her own sexual ardor in the heat burning in her pussy as her arousal continued to heighten. The sensation of his cock sliding in and out of her succulent mouth made her moan with pleasure.

Her juicy, wet lips clamped down tighter on his cock. Her head moved back and forth, twisting, as it moved up and down the top half of his cock. His hips started to move again fucking her face vigorously now. His cock penetrated her mouth harder and faster. Once again she felt his hands grab and twist the back of her hair clenching it tight. She knew he wanted to come in her mouth, but still, she kept control of the action. Hank was ready to shoot his load of creamy cum into mouth. The grip of his hands loosened as they fell to her shoulders. Clutching them tightly, he fucked even faster into the mouth fucking back at his hard cock until, without warning, she pulled away completely falling to her back on the floor.

Lying on the floor she tugged at the dress and pulled it down and off letting her legs spread and her pussy open wide. She beckoned him with her finger. He quickly moved down on top of her easing his cock toward the wet pussy waiting for his cock. His mouth moved down to suck one of her hard nipples into his mouth. He sucked hard pulling some of her breast into his mouth, then ran his flattened tongue hard over the nipple trapped in his mouth. Jenny arched up off the floor and with her hand, frantically reached down grabbing his cock and pulled it inside her dripping pussy. As his cock inched inside of her she let out a cry of ecstasy. Her hips writhed on the floor as he fucked her, slowly at first, and then picking up the tempo. Her ass left the floor letting her pussy meet the base of his cock on his downward thrusts and then crashed back down to the floor each time he raised his hips up readying himself to plunge deep inside of her again.

Her voice was almost a whisper, but words came over and over again from her mouth, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Her fingers dug into her shoulders as he continued to drive his cock in and out of her pussy. Her voice got louder, stronger, "Fuck me.fuck me harder!" she cried out. "Oh, yes, yes, fuck me!"

He fucked her with reckless abandon now and her body came up energetically to smack against his each time he pounded inside of her. His cock continued to drive into her hard and fast. Her body tensed. Her moans got louder until she let out a scream and then yelled, OH FUCK. OH SHIT!" as her body convulsed in a deep orgasm. The intensity of it ripped through her body. She could feel the spasms in her burning pussy radiate outward overtaking her whole being as her body jerked uncontrollably underneath his.

Before her heated pussy had a chance to cool or her body relax, he pulled his cock out of her and moved quickly up her body, his ass now sitting just above her massive tits, pressing them down. His legs straddled her body and his cock stuck straight out toward her open, hungry mouth. Grabbing his ass with both hands, she pulled him forward taking it into her mouth. She could taste her juices on his cock as it slipped back into her mouth. The velvety head of his cock crept past her lips and jammed further into her mouth. He lifted slightly off her body to let his cock plunge more freely into her mouth and draw it back out again as he fucked it in and then out. Her hands grabbed at the shaft and let it slide between them. He moved up further, bracing himself with his hands beyond her head and knees on the floor on both sides of her shoulders, his cock now completely free to face-fuck her wet mouth as deeply as she could take it.

He wasn't in a position to see the craving look of desire in her eyes, but he could feel her hands moving over his body, along his sides and then to his ass pulling his cock deeper into her open mouth. She could feel his body start to quiver and knew in a matter of moments his hot cum would surge out of his cock and fill her mouth. She tried to call out, to beg him to come in her mouth, but her shrieks were muffled by the bloated cock stuffed her mouth as his hips now gyrated above her face. One more thrust and she could feel his hot cum gushing out of the head of his dick filling her mouth and flooding the back of her throat. The head of cock was pushed so deep against the back of her throat she couldn't swallow as it continued to spurt filling her small oral fuckhole even more until it started to run back and out of her mouth dripping down the sides of her face to the floor. He pulled his hips slightly up letting the cum still in her mouth run back toward the back of her throat as she gulped down what was left inside her mouth and still leaking out of his cock.

Hank rolled to the side and laid next to her on the floor. He found the cum dripping slowly on the side of her face and her look of savoring what cum remained in her mouth sensual. He bent forward to kiss her and then laid down next to her. Neither of them spoke as finger moved into her juicy cunt. He moved slowly along the the folds of her pussy lips and then over her clit. Her body stiffened again as he continued to rub his finger gently over her swollen clit. He watched her eyes roll back as she came again, writhing on the floor before finally relaxing.

"Had enough?" he asked her.

"For now, maybe, maybe not.think you can do it again!"

Her aggressive behavior shocked him. "We have to get back."

"Oh, c'mon Hank!"

"No, really, we have to get back. When can I see you again?"

"Almost anytime you want. Depends on our schedules, I guess."

"Well, I can leave the office just about anytime during the day; well anytime as long as your husband is there to pick up the slack for me. Right now, his job is guaranteed," he chuckled.

"As long as I'm around, he's around?" she asked, giggling.

"You know it, baby!"

"Then I guess everything may work out.let's find your keys, Mr. James," she said, her voice bubbly and enthusiastic.

He just laughed reaching over for his pants and reaching into the pocket, he looked back at her, "Gee, I think I found them."

"Big surprise!" she said, her voice vibrant and self-confident.

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Jenny started meeting Hank a couple times a week at her home. He was free to take off pretty much at will except when out of town clients came in or something came up at the office requiring his attention. Her husband, Tom, didn't suspect anything out of the ordinary and was handling his new promotion with ease. The words of rancor he once had for Hank changed over time. But for her, she was getting bored with Hank. The second part of her personal quest was the excitement her husband didn't provide and Hank was turning out to be no different. A quick blowjob and oftentimes he was gone. There was no doubt in her mind, at least for now, Tom's position was secure. Her first goal had been accomplished, however, her desire to be a slutty little whore was not being fulfilled. She knew it was just a matter of time before he would tire of her. She would have to act soon to preserve it, but only when the time was right.

Early one morning she received a call from Hank. He was calling to let her know he'd be over in the afternoon but wouldn't be able to stay long. For her, the call meant another quickie and he'd be gone. She needed to spice things up, for her, and to keep him from getting bored. With his boredom could come the loss of her husband's job and her own unfulfilled fantasies. It was clear to her now was time to set into action a plan she had devised. As soon as she said good-bye, she took a quick shower and got dressed. This would not be an ordinary outfit for a housewife. She would dress provocatively and show up at the office to catch Hank off-guard. She knew he'd probably be pissed but didn't care. But first, she sat down at the word processor and typed up a dated letter describing her relationship with Hank in detail that had started a several weeks earlier. It read like a letter to his wife from him and had just enough room for him to sign at the bottom. Whether it was signed or not didn't matter. It contained enough personal information that if his wife read it, she would know about the affair.

Putting on a white mini-skirt, she looked at her bronzed legs. Her 5-10 frame, still well-conditioned from working out everyday, looked even better than the first time she had met Hank at the party her husband had thrown for the office at their home. The black trimmed pubic hair was visible through the thin material of the mini-skirt. She chose a coal black top. She could go without panties but her heavy breasts required her to wear a bra. A pair of black high heels completed the ensemble. She brushed her long, black hair, but it retained some of it's natural curl and flowed over her shoulders and down her back. She looked delectable, good enough to eat and so fuckable. She couldn't wait to see the expression on Hank's face when she arrived at the office.

Hopping in her car, she grabbed her cell phone and called Barringtons. The receptionist answered the phone and she asked to be directed to Henry James.

"I'll see if he's available," the woman said.

"Tell him it's Jenny and it's very important.about a surprise party for his wife."

A few moments later he was on the phone. "What are you doing calling here!" he yelled into the phone from the privacy of his office. "And what the fuck are you talking about a surprise party for my wife, or bringing her up at all!"

"Now, Hank, calm down," she said with a coolness in her voice. "I'm in my car on my way to your office. We need to talk."

"You can't come here," he protested.

"Hank, I think you better see me and see me now." She clicked the cell phone off and continued driving.

Arriving at the office, she announced herself to the receptionist. The receptionist buzzed back to let him know she was there and turned to Jenny telling her, "Mr. James will see you now, his office is."

"I know where it's at," she said brusquely walking away and down the long hallway.

Opening the door to his spacious office, she walked in. "Good afternoon, Hank!" she announced as she walked in and closed the office door behind her. "I'd ask how you're doing but you don't look so good today."

"I'm doing fine. Jenny, you shouldn't be here."

"Gee Hank, didn't you notice my outfit?" she asked. "Don't you think it looks really sexy on me. My long, tanned legs against this short white mini-skirt and my tits pushing against this black top. You love my tits don't you Hank?"

"Yeah, you look very nice, but."

"C'mon, Hank. You can do better than that," she said placing her purse on his desk and sitting down.

"Okay, you look great, your tits and legs look great," he said, annoyed at her brazen behavior.

"Hank, I'm a little angry with you," she said to him. "You've always said I have the greatest legs and tits in the world and now you seem so cold and distant. If you're not nicer to me, I'm.well, I'm not sure what I'm going to do. Run out of your office crying maybe!"

"Alright, Jenny. Shit! You have the greatest legs and tits in the world. Happy now!"

"That's better. I feel better," she said unbuttoning her blouse.

"Now what are you doing?"

"Getting my tits out for you so you can suck them for me. You love sucking my little nipples don't you, Hank!"

"Jenny, this is neither the time nor the place for."

"Listen Hank, you've said I'm your little nympho slut and the sooner you act like it, the sooner I'll be outta here. We understand each other I assume!"

All of a sudden Hank laughed. "Alright, I give up! Show me your tits and show me your pussy while you're at it!"

"Now you're talking like my Hank. Is your cock nice and big and ready to be sucked too!"

"You are such a slut, Jenny! Yeah, my cock is always ready for your mouth."

A smile crept over her face as they continued talking. "You know what you need, Hank? You need a real secretary to take some Dick.tation! Why don't you have that silly little girl upfront hold your calls."

"No sooner said than done," he said. Picking up the phone, he pushed two buttons. "Janice, hold my calls."

Jenny moved around the desk and finished unbuttoning her blouse. She took it off and tossed it to the floor. She unsnapped the bra holding her huge tits and let it fall to the floor letting him admire the breasts he loved to play with so much when they were together. "So, how 'bout that Dick-titillation we talked about?" she asked in a coquettish, almost girlish voice.

Hank smiled, reaching up and running his hands over her breasts. "Jenny, we can't do this everyday you know!" he told her. He pulled her down into his lap letting his arm slide around her waist. She bent her head down toward his and kissed him on the lips. She could feel his hand move along the inside of her thigh and gently massage her muscular upper-leg. After a few moments she stood up and took off her skirt standing naked in front of him.

"Okay Hank, you're turn. Get out of those clothes now and let's fuck and suck the afternoon away!"

He stood up and started taking off his clothes. "Okay, Jenny, but not the whole afternoon. You're nothing but a little slut, you know that!"

"Yeah, and you love it, don't you, Hank?"

"Yeah, I guess I do!"

"I want to suck your cock and I want you to come on my face, just like you love so much!"

Hank's cock was getting harder the more she talked. "Do it!" he said, almost pleading with her.

Jenny smiled and slipped down in front of him on her knees. "Will this get my husband a raise?" she asked him matter of factly. Her mouth quickly slipped over the head of his cock and sucked and then she pulled away. Getting up, she walked over to her purse and pulled out the letter and leaving the purse open, handed to him. He read the letter intently. At first he laughed, but she remained expressionless.

"You serious, you want me to sign this! You have got to be kidding."

"If you want that big cock sucked again by me you will. Don't worry, it'll be our little secret."

"How do I know I can trust you?"

"And how do I know I can trust you? I'm just trying to make sure my husband's job is safe. I"ll sign it too and you can have a copy and then I guess we'll really just have to trust each other and it'll guarantee you can use me anytime and it keeps my husband safe in the future."

"Alright, Jenny," he said, taking out a pen and signing his name at the bottom of the letter.

Before he could say another word her mouth was over his cock sucking at the head again and her finger pushed into his tight little asshole making him squirm on the large office chair. She could hear Hank let a sigh and a moan as she gave him yet another blowjob. He watched her head move up and down, her lips sliding over the shaft of his hard cock. Jenny was becoming an expert at it, like she had been doing it all her life even though she had only perfected her technique since she had met Hank. Looking up at him, into his eyes, her hand made a fist around the shaft and started to pump.

"Do you like it Hank, do you like me sucking your big cock!"

"Oooh, baby, it feels so good!"

Her smiling face turned down and her mouth returned to his cock, taking it in further. She made up her mind this would be one blowjob he would remember, in more ways than one. She took her time licking the underside of his hard cock. Her mouth tired but she kept sucking and licking and her efforts were paying off. She could hear the low moans of Hank's pleasure and soon her own throaty moans joined his filling the office with the sounds of their lust. His cock pushed deep into her mouth, the head jabbing the back of her throat. She was almost gagging as his hips pushed up faster and harder burying his swollen cock deeper into her mouth.

Jenny let his cock fuck in and out of her mouth. He wanted to leave it buried in her mouth and her mouth sucked it down until her lips touched the base of his cock and clamped tightly to it. His hands held her head down and his cock twitched in her mouth. She knew the familiar signs of Hank and knew he was on the verge of coming and immediately forced her head back up his shaft and her mouth came off the head of his cock with a popping sound.

"What are you doing?" he gasped. "I was ready to shoot my hot cum down your throat!"

"Fuck me first, Hank! Fuck me good and hard!"

She got to her feet and stood in front of him, her heavy breasts hanging in front of his face. He leaned his head forward and sucked at her nipples and heard her appreciative comments about his skill at sucking her little nipples. She was more verbal today than most days, but she was, no doubt he thought, playing her role as a slut to the hilt. Hank quickly got to his feet and grabbed her with his powerful arms lifting her up and then setting her down on the edge of his desk. Her hands went under her butt to brace herself and she spread her legs wide grabbing his cock with her hands, she pulled it to her exposed and waiting pussy.

His cock pushed into her pussy and she let out a moan. "Oh, Hank, fuck me. Fuck me, Hank! Fuck me hard.hard! Bury your dick in me.Oh Hank, it feels so good!"

Hank's cock fucked in and out of her wet pussy with reckless abandon now. His voice could be heard but the words were incoherent, almost like grunts and groans and occasionally she could hear her name. His hands moved underneath her replacing her hands and squeezed hard at her firm ass cheeks pulling her hips forward and fucking her harder.

All he could hear was, Fuck me harder, fuck me harder, Hank!" over and over again. He slammed into her again and again and could feel the energy in his cock pulsing ready to burst. "I'm going to come! "I'm going to come, baby!" he called out to her. She pushed hard against his chest with her hands and knocked him away from her. His hard cock plopped out of her pussy with a squishy, sucking sound. She pushed him harder knocking him back into his chair and jumped off the desk and fell to her knees once again. Her mouth went to the head of his cock as his cock exploded. Her lips barely touched the velvety head of his cock as it shot, his cum hitting her lips and mouth. His hot load of cum gushed out and continued to fly on her chin and cheek. She pulled it quickly down from her mouth and let it spurt over the rest of her face. His cum dripped off her face.

He fell back in his seat exhausted. Her fingers left his cock and his eyes remained closed. A minute or so went by and he heard her voice, "So what do you think Mrs. James would say if she saw your hot cum all over my face?"

"I'm sure she'd be thrilled," he said as he opened his eyes and noticed she had quickly dressed. A small towel from her purse was in her hand wiping away the evidence of his lust from her face. "What the hell, why are you dressed?"

"Gotta run, sweetie," she said, grabbing the letter and her purse from her desk and making a hasty retreat to the office door.

He quickly got up and started after her, but the door opened quickly. "I think you better put your clothes on!" she laughed and then closed the door.

Several minutes later she called him on her cell phone again. "Hank, this sounds really great."

"What? What are you talking about."

"Listen to this, I taped our afternoon fuck-suck fest!"

His heart pounded and then sank in his chest as he heard the familiar sounds and words of the afternoon. The bitch had the letter and now she had a tape with his voice clearly audible on it.

"You'd never play that for anybody!" he said angrily.

"Don't forget my husband's raise, Hank," she said with a laugh as the phone clicked ending the conversation.

It was her turn now to enjoy the fruits of her labor. Jenny knew her husband's job was secure and she now had a playmate that would fulfill her own wanton desires and she knew if she wanted, he could easily find others to help him. After all, he was the manager and he entertained clients when they came to town. What better entertainment for prospective clients could there be, she wondered, than her.