Bess’s husband has been worried about his job, and Bess takes the opportunity to try to put a good word in for him, but Mr. Michaels isn’t looking for words. Bess’s flirting at the company barbecue worked very well for one thing: this slut wife is about to be bent over and fucked to make sure her husband gets the promotion that he needs, and it doesn’t matter to Michaels if it’s reluctant sex or if she’s a willing participant. Sometimes, husbands succeed because they have wives who understand the key is sex with their husband’s boss!
Warning: This ebook contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity including reluctant sex, rough sex, forced deep throat, reluctant anal sex, and forced semen swallowing. It is intended for mature readers who will not be offended by graphic depictions of sexual acts between consenting adults.
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The moment she knocked on the door, it opened and she was pulled inside. The room was dark, with only one light on, but it was enough for her to see Reuben, standing by the bed with his shirt already off and his intense grey eyes studying her in the gloom.
She had decided that for this meeting, a professional look would work better. So, she had on a grey mini with a slit up one side and a sheer white blouse that showed her black lacy bra clearly. She hadn’t bothered with stockings, so often they just got in the way, but she did have on high heels, because she knew it made her legs and ass look even better.
She didn’t say anything, just moved to the bed and sat down on it, leaving him standing beside her. He didn’t stand long, though. With a groan, he fell on top of her, his mouth on hers and his hands ripping at her blouse, popping buttons off and making them fly away. Her breath caught in her throat as his hands squeezed her tits through her bra, making her nipples instantly hard and her pussy instantly wet. She pulled away from him long enough to gasp out a question. “Is my husband getting the promotion?”
Reuben leaned up and smiled. One of his hands traveled over her now bare middle as it heaved with her breathing and slid on down to between her legs. Suddenly, his hand grabbed hard at her delicate mound. “Oh, I’m considering the possibility.”
His demeanor was drastically different from the hurt, shy man she had encountered at the barbeque just a few days ago. This man was assertive and in charge and Bess found herself realizing that she had been played as much as she had been trying to be the player. Bess also realized in that moment that she didn’t mind at all, but instead, found it made her truly excited. Michaels’ hand quickly slipped under her skirt and pulled her panties aside to push his fingers deep inside her. Her moan made him move them faster and she felt her body arch off the bed, knowing she was about to come and she wasn’t even fully undressed. The restraints of her bra bit into her as her body began to tighten and then shake with the power of the orgasm that raced through her. She cried out when his fingers pulled out, leaving her empty and aching, but he didn’t give her time to think about it much because he pulled her roughly off the bed and onto the floor, her knees hitting so hard that another cry came out of her.
Michaels just laughed. “Sometimes it hurts, what we have to do for a loved one.” His voice became whispery as his hands unzipped and removed his pants and underwear before her staring eyes. “But it’s almost always worth it in the end.”