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 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.