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MY NEW JOB - PT 3 - MY HUSBAND FINDS OUT free porn video
This was the job that I accepted after Mr Franklin, my new boss-to-be, interviewed me with his huge dick sticking out from his unzipped fly, dangling just inches from my face. He explained that the job included a personal services requirement that involved me sucking, fucking and jerking him off whenever he wanted. Given virtually no other employment options, the large salary being offered, (and – to be honest – some innate curiosity about his massive cock), I accepted the position. He told me that the job requirements included me wearing easy access dresses, blouses and skirts, with no underwear at all – no bra and no panties – to which I agreed. Also, with no car available to drive to work, my new boss had offered to drive me to and from work, since he lived just 5 miles further west of the office than my husband and I did. This was a great arrangement for me and my husband, as our car was busted and we had no money to repair it at the moment, so I readily accepted that suggestion, as well.
Since then, Mr Franklin had been picking me up every morning for work. His big prick and nut sack were usually already sticking out of his slacks when I’d slide into the passenger seat of his car each morning, and he’d get a handjob or blowjob on the way to work every day. Lunch time usually included a handjob under a restaurant table, or a quick fuck from behind, with me bent over his desk, when we had our lunch delivered to the office. The rest of the day involved a lot of rubbing, squeezing, slapping, pinching and fondling of tits, cock, balls and pussy, usually culminating in a late afternoon suck or fuck session.
I admit, I was enjoying this arrangement much more than I expected. Mr Franklin’s cock was mesmerizing and absolutely majestic. I loved seeing and playing with it, which I did constantly throughout the day. The extra money was great, too. My husband was still looking for work, and my paycheck from Mr Franklin was keeping our rent paid. We were even starting to chip away at the stack of past due bills we’d been mired in.
So…..there we were…..about 5 months into the new job. It was the middle of the week, but late in the calendar year, so it was already dark outside when we finished our work that day. Mr Franklin and I had just finished a typical work day, including a morning blowjob in his car, a lunch time quickie, and a late afternoon handjob at my desk. We were in his car, and – as usual – I was playing with his semi-hard cock as he drove me home after work.
When we arrived at my house, I gave the head of his dick a quick peck, left it draped across his thigh, then got out of the door on the passenger side of the car. I was walking up the sidewalk to my porch when I realized that I hadn’t heard Mr Franklin’s car drive off. I turned to see why not, and there was Mr Franklin, right behind me, walking up the stairs of my porch. His big dick and nut sack were flopping around outside his pants, swinging with each step he took. Thank God it was mostly dark so the neighbors couldn’t see what was going on!
“What are you doing?” I whispered in earnest. “My husband is inside!”
“I know”, he whispered back, “but I just needed to feel my dick inside you one last time today before I headed home.”
With that, he pulled me to the side of the front door on the porch, and pushed my back up against the wall, using his feet to kick my legs wide, which left my panty-less pussy completely exposed under my dress. With his left hand he took both of my wrists and held them above my head, while using his right hand to probe my cunt, which was still wet from the day’s activities and from stroking his enormous rod on the drive home. After using his fingers to pinch and rub on my clit, he used his right hand to line up his huge cock with my pussy lips, and then rammed himself deep into me. I let out a muffled gasp, trying like crazy to keep our fucking sounds to a minimum so my husband wouldn’t hear us.
Mr Franklin pounded away, still holding my wrists above my head with his left hand, then using his right hand to pull the top of my dress down so my big 34E tits tumbled out, bouncing and swaying in rhythm with his thrusts. He pawed and squeezed my tits, pinching the nipples and swatting my heavy hangers to watch them jiggle and dance.
As it turned out, this angle was stimulating the hell out of my clit, and an orgasm shook me from nipples to clit as he continued pounding his huge prick into and out of my sopping wet pussy. As I enjoyed the after-effects of my climax, Mr Franklin pulled his cock out of my cunt, spun me around and bent me at the waist, and shoved his big staff back into my drenched cunt in one smooth move. I was now facing the house, just to the right of the front door, with my arms outstretched so that my hands supported me on the wall. My ass was pushed back into Mr Franklin’s pelvis, my big bouncing tits swinging freely beneath me, while his enormous prick continued to slam into and out of my pussy….his ball sack slapping my clit in time with his thrusting hips.
A movement caught my eye, and I turned my head to the left and saw my husband standing at the front door – half in and half out – staring at me, with my legs spread wide and tits swinging all over the place, getting fucked from behind by Mr Franklin. Our eyes met, and we held that gaze for about 20 seconds, with me biting my lip and grunting from Mr Franklin pounding his dick into me from behind, while grabbing at my huge tits that were hanging out of the top of my dress. Suddenly I had another electrifying orgasm, which caused me to close my eyes and let out a guttural moan as it ripped through my entire body.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw that my husband had gone back into the house and closed the front door behind him. Mr Franklin hadn’t seen my husband, and kept pounding away with his massive dick, squeezing and pinching my boobs, until he finally exploded inside me, sending ropes of cum deep into my pussy and dribbling out between our legs.
Mr Franklin thrust his dick more slowly as he savored his climax and we both caught our breath. After a few minutes he pulled his softening cock out of my pussy, releasing a flood of mixed cum and pussy juice onto the deck of the porch beneath my spread legs. I turned around, grabbed his slippery shaft and stroked the last few drops of cum out of it, licking it clean with my tongue, while he continued to massage and fondle my dangling udders. With a final squeeze, I tucked his big dick back into his slacks and zipped him up, then stood up and faced him.
“My husband heard us and came to the front door……he saw us out here”, I said.
“Oh, shit, I thought we were being quiet enough”, he said. “I guess I fucked up, Karen. Sorry about that. Guess I need to start looking for a new receptionist now.”
“Hold off on that, Mr Franklin. I’ll talk to my husband tonight. I really need this job, and we definitely still need the money, so I’ll figure out a way to straighten this out.”
“Are you sure?” he said.
“Yes….pick me up tomorrow at our usual time. I’ll be ready.” With that, I patted his cock one last time through his slacks, and then gently pushed him toward the stairs so he could drive home and I could go inside and deal with my husband.
I adjusted my dress and pulled my boobs back into the top of my dress to cover them…. at least as well as this dress covered them…. then went inside to find my husband.
I found Tony, my husband, sitting on the far side of the sofa, watching a golf tournament on TV without really seeing it. I sat next to him, leaning against him with one arm around his shoulder, and my right hand resting on his right thigh. I didn’t really know what to say or how to start this inevitable conversation, so I waited for him to broach the subject.
After a few minutes of silence, he asked, “How long has THAT been going on?”
I said, “About 5 months….. from the first day, actually. Mr Franklin told me it was a job requirement when I interviewed for the job. We needed the money and it was one of the few jobs that I could qualify for.”
“Are you fucking kidding me? I can’t even imagine how THAT interview went. What happened?”
So, I began telling Tony about the interview I had with Mr Franklin, with his enormous dick sticking out of his pants, and swinging just inches from my face. Then, how he had me pull out my tits so he could play with them after I had accepted the job, including the jerking, sucking and fucking requirements. I also mentioned how Mr Franklin had only played with my tits during the interview, then had Barb – the old receptionist – “finish him off” with a blowjob as I was leaving the office.
Tony was wearing loose run-around shorts, and as I told him about my job interview, I noticed that I could see the head of his cock just below the hem of his shorts nearest my hand on his thigh. As I finished telling him about Mr Franklin playing with my tits, and Barb’s follow-up blowjob, I noticed that I could see even more of Tony’s cock sticking out below the hem of his shorts – he was getting hard! I moved my hand from his thigh to his shaft and began gently stroking his dick while I continued telling him the story of my job with Mr Franklin.
As I told Tony that Mr Franklin had offered to drive me to and from work because our car was in the shop, and that this meant that I gave him a blowjob in the car every morning, and most evenings, Tony’s prick got even longer and harder.
When I relayed how Mr Franklin required me to wear no panties or bra to work, and that he typically played with my tits and pussy throughout the day, usually getting at least a handjob and one or two quick fucks each day at the office, Tony’s cock got rock hard, and I was now stroking it in earnest, holding it straight up in the air and jerking the full 8” shaft, as it stuck out the bottom of his shorts.
Meanwhile, Tony had pulled the sleeves of my dress down so that my big tits had spilled out and were swaying slightly in time with my hand pumping his dick. He played with both breasts, pinching and pulling on the nipples, as I continued telling him details around my daily duties at the office with Mr Franklin.
Tony was breathing hard and pushing his hips against my hand with every down stroke as I pumped his shaft. While telling him about the handjobs under the restaurant tables, I sat up and threw one of my legs over his lap, so that I was straddling him….the tip of his rock hard prick positioned perfectly at the entrance to my cunt. As I mentioned getting finger-blasted while standing at the copier machine, I lowered myself onto his stiff rod and began riding him up and down, pushing him deep into my pussy. He was grabbing and squeezing my tits and nipples, eagerly kissing and sucking on them until my nipples were as hard as erasers. He continued squeezing and sucking them as he drove his hips upward with each of my downward thrusts on his prick.
This position allowed me to grind my clit against the base of his cock and, within a few minutes, I erupted into an amazing orgasm, just as he let out a loud grunt, slammed his dick as far as it could go in my cunt, and emptied a huge load of cum deep into my pussy. We ground on each other until our euphoria ebbed, and then I just leaned my head on his shoulder. He reached around and squeezed my ass cheeks, as we sat there and caught our breath.
“Well, THAT was unexpected”, I said between deep breaths.
He said, “Right? I’m not even sure where that came from… I guess I actually like hearing about your sucking and fucking adventures with your boss…. I don’t think I’ve cum that hard since I was a teenager.”
I said, “I’m glad to hear that because I’m keeping this job. I like the money; it’s not difficult work; I’m getting a ride to and from work, so you can use the car to continue looking for a job; and – to be honest – I love Mr Franklin’s huge cock.”
Tony said, “I get it. I guess I can’t really complain much – I actually enjoyed hearing about it.” Then he added, “OK – here’s the deal: you keep working for Mr Franklin, and then you come home and I’ll fuck your brains out while you tell me all the details of what you did that day – in the car, bent over the desk, under the restaurant table, standing at the copier machine, blowjobs during phone calls with clients – everything, Deal?”
I smiled and gave him a big, tongue-filled kiss, while I ground my pussy against his softening shaft. “Sure, babe – you got a deal.” -->
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