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This job gets boring late at night, and you really made it swing. C'mon, Mark, you got to watch. What are you gonna give the lady?
"I think I better give her a ride home," Mark Moller said. "She's too fucking drunk to drive. Hell, she can hardly stand up!"
Anna protested, but he led her outside anyway. Jeremy and Ed tailed them, carrying boxes from the warehouse. Anna got in, and Moller slid behind the wheel.
"I'll be back a little later," he said to the boys as they put the boxes in the rear. "Cover for me if the foreman comes along."
"Jesus," Anna said, soaking in the tub. Moller sat on the toilet seat, smoking another cigarette. "You're investigating employee pilfering, right?"
"I can't make a living just by catching husbands who fuck the wrong woman," Moller said.
"What happens to the guys?"
"I turn in my report. Now I have you as a witness. But it's not the first merchandise they've ripped off. If they're lucky, they only get fired. Maybe jail."
Anna shrugged. A good fuck was one thing, but after all, those ripe young guys were stealing from a company she owned. They'd just have to take the cards that were dealt them. She'd leave it up to the board at Miners Electronics.
She stood up, water running down her body. He handed her a towel and she wiped it lazily over her body as she stood on the rug by the tub.
"What about you?" he asked, putting out his cigarette. "I gather you've been out getting a little revenge on your husband."
Anna smiled. That was one way to describe it. She moved past Moller. He caught her by the wrist and turned her around.
"What do you plan to do about him?"
"Who knows? He's in New York with that slut," she said. She knotted the towel around her body. "Why didn't you join the guys? We could have had a four-way. Maybe I could have blown you while they fucked me. I've never tried it with three guys at once."
"I don't go for orgies," he said.
He stroked her tits with the back of his hand. Anna smiled. It felt pretty good.
"I met a couple tonight," she said. "They had a strange way of spicing up their marriage. It got me thinking about me and Roger. I guess I still love him. I wouldn't be so pissed off at him if I didn't care. When he gets back from New York, I think I'm going to show him the evidence, then we'll just have to reach an understanding. Do you know, I even ate pussy tonight? I never did that before. I liked it. I think I could enjoy eating the pussy of that redheaded slut my husband's been fucking around with. It might just save our marriage."
She undid the towel and let it slide down her body. Her quivering tits seemed to leap out at him.
"You know," she said, "maybe it would help me, with Roger, I mean, if I also showed him some videotapes of me. Getting fucked by some guy and loving the crap out of it. Just to let him know that if push comes to shove, I can find another guy with no trouble! Even if I'm no raving beauty, I don't seem to have much trouble when I apply myself."
Moller smiled.
"I could get you some video. But it would probably look a hell of a lot better if we maybe rehearsed a little first, you know?" He gave her a playful slap on the ass. "Okay, baby, why don't you take a douche and an enema and gargle a little. I'll be waiting for you in the bedroom. No time like the present for rehearsing, is there?"
When Anna came into the bedroom, all shined and powdered and fresh as spring, Mark was lying on the bed in his boxer shorts. The tip of his cock was showing through the slit at the front. Anna remembered how good it had tasted, and how good it had felt fucking her. She smiled and eased onto the bed alongside him.
He moved down her body with hands and mouth, arousing every part of her. As he fed on her tits, her belly, as his mouth worked down to the pouting slice of her pussy, she began to understand that, at the very least, Moller seemed to have a bit of a crush on her. There was a distinctly romantic twist to the way his tongue flicked her stiffened clit and dipped into the puckered mouth of her cunt.
He got his finger into her pussy, fucking it slowly in and out while he nibbled on her cunt. It was a sensuous and sensitive approach, and she could not resist. Twisting around, she took his cock in her hands, then started to lick it.
Her mouth stretched open, the lips red and moist and willing. She sucked him inside, loving him friskily with her tongue as she moved the cockhead in and out. His tongue was deep in her pussy now, his cunt-wet finger stroking softly over the hardened button of her clit. Each caress sent fresh shivers of delight racing through Anna.
Her hands worked on the shaft of his cock while her mouth nursed at his knob. She wanted to feel his cum squirting across her tongue, but she also craved to feel that hard firm cock thrusting hotly and wildly inside her pussy.
"Oh, let's fuck," she said, raising her lips from his cock. "I really think I need to be fucked again."
"That makes two of us," Mark Moller said. He turned, sliding up against Anna, his eager hands all over her body.
She opened herself to his caresses, covering his hands as they fondled her tits. She made him pinch the stiff nipples, and he lifted them to her face so she could lick and suck at them too. Their tongues dueled over the points of her tits.
She guided his fingers down to her wet cunt, easing them into her fuck-hole so she could milk them with her cunt muscles and prove just how ready and excited she really was.
He turned Anna over onto her side and pushed against her from the rear. She threw a leg back over him, then reached down between her legs to trap his prick in her hand. She stroked it, adoring the firm strength of his cock, and then she pulled it to her waiting pussy. Anna groaned as his stiff prick sank home.
"Oh, fuck me now!" she whispered, her body pulsating to the rhythm of his driving cock.
He fucked into her, picking up speed.
Moller held her tits. She leaned her face back to kiss him, moaning into his mouth as the frenzy of his stabbing cock grew more and more irresistible. She frigged her pussy while she received his prick, and her clit swelled under her briskly rubbing fingers. Cum oozed from her cunt, soaking his prick as it moved in and out.
"Just for old time's sake?" she said, sliding forward, her cunt pulling way from Moller's cock. She lifted her leg and spread her asscheeks, baring her ass. He smiled, guiding his prick in the direction she wanted.
She was getting used to assfucking now, it seemed. He fumbled a moment, but her ass-ring quickly sucked him in, and she gave a howling cry of joy as her ass was filled with his throbbing cock.
He was the first guy who'd ever fucked her ass. She'd always have a soft spot for him. His cock pumped energetically into that soft spot, and Anna kept on squeezing and flicking her clit, soaking her fingers in the cum that leaked from her pussy. Her world had fallen apart just this morning, but with her ass full of Mark Moller's cock and her cunt boiling beneath her fingers, she felt safe and secure and confident once again. It didn't matter what happened when Roger came back from New York and she confronted him with the truth. Anna had looked inside herself, and she was pleased with what she had found there. Another orgasm was simmering in her cunt, and it looked like tomorrow would be a very nice day.
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The End
© Kysa Braswell
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