Chapter 19: Katie’s Office Blowjob

Katherine Jackson, the reigning Mrs. Missouri, wiped the sweat from her brow. She had finished her work out and she stared out the window as she drank a glass of water. She looked at Phil Dorman’s house that was overgrown with weeds and shook her head. It was a shame that his property was in such disrepair as it hurt the value of their established neighborhood. She rolled her eyes as she knew the fat old man was too out of shape to make an effort as the property had grown out of control since his wife died years ago.

The luscious wife then glanced across the street at her young neighbor Joechin as he mowed his parent’s lawn. Her body’s response to the hard bodied boy surprised her. She felt her breasts harden and her stomach tightened. She closed her eyes and desperately fought her inner demons. She returned to her bedroom and stood in front of the mirror as she pulled off her sweat stained clothes. Katie’s small hard tits stuck out as her nipples extended away from the points of her breasts. Slowly she walked into the shower and allowed the warm water to flow down her body. She felt her pussy spasm as it beckoned her to be touched. “What the hell is wrong with me?” the beauty queen muttered to herself.

Ever since her temporary employment at Dr. Naz’s fertility center she desired to go back and taste another round of delicious sperm. She barely remembered being the prude wife who had never even tasted a cock. She used to be a successful business woman that managed multi-million dollar accounts but after allowing Joel to use her mouth, skyping with the teenager, and swallowing vial after vial of cum she felt different. Along with the feelings of remorse and guilt of what she had done in the limo or at The Strand; lust and desire also had taken control of her body. She regretted being the prude wife who never had tasted cum. She wanted and needed more than ever.

Katie had been searching unsuccessfully for a new job for months. The temporary agency had called for other jobs but the former executive wasn’t interested. The Jackson’s savings were dwindling mostly due to her errant spending. Katie had always enjoyed new clothes, new shoes, or new decorations for the house which she had been able to easily afford until she was lost her job. Unfortunately getting used to not buying what she saw was not coming easy for her. They had cut multiple luxuries from the budget and were trying to live less extravagant lives. Too make matters worse; the private school that their children attended had recently raised their tuition costs. Unless their financial situation changed the Jacksons could quickly fall behind on their mortgage and other bills. Fred took on extra projects to boost their income but it meant extensive traveling and more responsibilities at work.

Winning the Mrs. Missouri pageant had caused unexpected financial distress. Mrs. Jackson drove all over the state for brief charity appearances and then returned to care for her family. Many of the appearances were only for public relations and were more for public perception and not for any financial gain. Any per diem that was offered was usually spent on gas and other expenditures. She was stressed as she had to prepare herself for the Mrs. America pageant. Winning the competition wasn’t what she expected; most people had no idea that the state even held a Mrs. Missouri pageant. She wasn’t recognized unless introduced as such which deflated her ego slightly.

Mrs. Jackson juggled the bills but she had spied a sale at Coach for a purse she had wanted a few months ago. She figured Fred would never know as she had postponed paying her auto insurance premium. She figured it would only be for a month or two but she still had not caught up with bills as something always came up at the last minute. She again promised herself each month it would be the first thing that she would pay but they still didn’t have the funds. She didn’t dare tell Fred what she had done as the bills continued to pile up.

She walked out into her bedroom and sat on the edge of her bed naked. The sexy wife was horny and desperate for a real cock, not the fake black dildo that she had quickly grown tired of. It never gave her the creamy reward of sperm that she desired. While her children were at school; the hot wife found herself walking naked in the house throughout the day. She would finger herself to an orgasm two or three times in a day. It was never enough. Fred and Katie continued to have a good but not great sex life. He would reward his wife with a mouthful of sperm at least once a week but the hot wife needed more. She wouldn’t be happy unless it was twice a day she thought to herself. She wanted Fred to come home and feed her his cock constantly but he couldn’t because of his responsibilities at work. It had been at least a week since she had a mouthful of cum and she needed to taste that salty creamy load. They had scheduled a lunch date today after a Mrs. Missouri obligation at the City Union Mission.

She walked into her closet and pulled out a grey and black tweed Dolce and Gabanna mini-dress. She slipped it on as it clung tightly to her hard body. Katie knew she looked sexy and figured it would be perfect for her appearance. It was cut low allowing her small cleavage to stand out that accented her perfect hard breasts. The sexy wife wore matching grey suede heels. Her hair pulled back in a ponytail with it teased at the crown to give her a few strands of her long bangs that were parted to the side to frame the right side of her freckled face. The dress and heels accented her perfect trim legs.

Since being named Mrs. Missouri her life had been a roller coaster. For a few weeks after the pageant she was in demand for appearance opportunities. Unlike what she imagined; the cost of being in a pageant was expensive with little reward, especially for the title Mrs. Missouri. She did radio and television promos for Mothers Against Drunk Drivers and today was a City Union Mission video asking for donations. She glanced into the mirror and adjusted her hair as she grabbed her sash and tiara. She assumed they would want it on display in the video.

The City Union Mission office was in a blighted area to the east of downtown Kansas City. She had volunteered during the lunch hour during the week as she served food to the less fortunate. She parked her Escalade on the street in front of the building next to a group of men huddled together smoking cigarettes. As she walked towards the building she felt their stares. She saw their heads turn as she walked by and knew the watched her every step. Her heart beat rapidly and butterflies erupted in her stomach. A year ago she would have been appalled and offended but now it excited her. She paused by the front door and saw the reflection behind her in the glass of the front door. The men were all stared at her body with their mouths open. The sexy woman didn’t know why but it excited her that so many men admired her hard body. Katie smirked and opened the door and walked inside.

The video was fairly basic for a television advertisement. The newly crowned Mrs. Missouri read a script with some of the directors of the organization asking for donations. She smiled brightly as the cameras rolled. She saw some of the less fortunate walk by and look at her with lust in their eyes.

By the time she finished her pussy was a smoldering mess. Having so many men stare at her caused emotions to erupt inside of her body. After mingling with the producers and directors of City Union Mission; she briskly walked out to her SUV and climbed in. She breathed deep and closed her eyes for a minute. She didn’t understand how badly her body desired sex now. Her mouth salivated for cock. She felt as though a feather could get her off at any second. Katie carefully reached down between her legs and slowly slid her thong down past her heels. She smirked at the vagrants that stood by the entrance because if they only knew what she was doing they would all cum in their pants. Her thong was damp with her juices as she tossed it to the passenger floorboard.

She quickly pulled away from the curb as she hiked her dress up as she drove to Fred’s office looking around at the men that would pass her on the streets. She found herself fantasizing about what they would taste like, complete strangers, such as the limo driver who drove them to their hotel. Her hands darted around her pussy as she drove as she felt her juices oozing onto her thighs. As she parked along the curb she pulled her dress down before anybody could notice.

Katie strolled in confidently and walked up to the front desk, “Is my husband in?”

“Yes he is,” as the secretary picked up the phone. As she waited for an answer, “Congratulations again on winning Mrs. Missouri!” the perky secretary announced.

“Thank you!” Katie beamed. Even with all her recent financial hardships; the experience had been fun and exciting and gave her something to concentrate on instead of longing to be back at work and managing a branch of a major corporate bank.

She hung up the phone and looked up at Mrs. Jackson, “It will be a bit he’s in the board room for a meeting.”

Katie smiled and turned and sat down in the leather chair in the lobby of his office. Her dress, low-cut and hiked high around her thighs, had distracted many of the business men as they walked by, their eyes constantly drifting to Katie’s long sexy legs that were highlighted with her high heels. She concentrated on working out and preparing herself for the Mrs. America pageant. Her body was hard and it showed in the dress that she selected.

As the sexy wife sat in the lobby she couldn’t help but notice three teenagers staring at her across the lobby. They all looked at least 16 years old and wore East Overland Park High School shirts. They glanced at her and then mumbled to each other and glanced back over at her. Katie knew their lustful stares and it made the crotch moisten uncontrollably knowing that some young teenagers were getting excited looking at her. She wondered if from their point of view they could see she wasn’t wearing underwear. It made her feel unbelievably naughty.

“My God! I could be their mother,” she told herself. But the thought that she turned on young boys made it even more thrilling that getting an old man excited. Just as Joel had said he couldn’t stop thinking of her; these boys were even younger and surely some tight bodied young high school girl would be the object of their fantasy and not an almost 40 year old mother. She shifted her ass in the chair, her dress rode higher up her thigh as the boys in the lobby stopped their conversation and stared at the sexy wife with jaws around the floor.

The hot wife grinned as she looked over the top of the magazine as she could tell the boys were jockeying for position to look up her dress as sat in the chair. Butterflies flew in her stomach as she saw them walking towards her, “Excuse me ma’am?”

Katie looked up at his boyish features as all three stared down at her. The taller one was thin and muscular with blondish hair and she immediately thought he was adorable. The other two were shorter and little a bit on the chubby side with bad acne. She lowered her magazine, “Yes?”

“Are you her?” as the tall one held up the newspaper with a picture of her holding the Mrs. Missouri sashe. It was from the back pages of the Kansas City Star. Fred had purchased a stack of papers when she won and they must have found one lying around the lobby.

The hot wife beamed with pride, “Yes that’s me.”

“Wow! Congratulations,” the shorter one said.

The taller tried to look down her dress as his eyes darted towards her small cleavage as he stood above her. Katie saw his eyes and bent down a little as she placed the magazine on the table allowing him a better view. Katie looked up into his eyes as he backed away. He quickly asked as his face reddened, “Can we have our picture taken with you?”

Katie grinned at the high school boys, “Sure!” As she moved across the lobby, “Shouldn’t you boys be in school?”

One of the shorter boys looked up at the beauty queen, “Job shadowing for a class. We have to go back in the afternoon.”

She stood next to each of the young boys as she placed her arm around their slim waists. Their wiry arms wrapped around her as she felt their youthful fingers digging into her skin as they pulled her tighter. The boys took turns standing next to Katie as they used their phones to snap pictures. She could only imagine, or hoped would happen, when they got home. They’d stare at her picture and jack their young cocks and spray cum all over themselves. The taller one wrapped his arm around her as she felt his fingers brush against her tight breast. Katie’s body froze at the touch of the young boy copped a feel but she didn’t move when everything in her body told her to back away. Her body was excited as the young boy’s fingers dug into the side of her breast while his buddies snapped pictures. Her nipples snapped to attention and peeked out of her dress as she smiled next to the good looking high school student. She couldn’t help but glance down at their crotches hoping that their young cocks stood at attention and strained to be released.

“Mrs. Jackson,” the secretary hollered from behind the desk breaking up the impromptu fan photo session, “He’s in now.”

“Thanks,” as she sensed the disappointment in the teenagers faces as walked away, “Sorry boys but I have to see my husband.”

The taller one extended his hand, “Thank you so much,” as Katie placed her hand into his. He was very cute for a high school boy, “Good luck in the pageant Mrs. Missouri,” he politely told her.

“Thank you,” she replied as her eyes went down from his face and straight into his crotch as she saw the outline of his throbbing member.

The wife turned and walked by the secretary, “You’re own little fan club!”

Katie smirked and rolled her eyes, “High schoolers!”

“Well I think they are pretty enamored with you,” as the secretary pointed to the group as they were quickly looking at the photos they had taken on their phones. Katie shrugged her shoulders but she liked what she had done to them and how she made them feel.

The sexy wife strolled down the hallway and into Fred’s office, “Hi Honey!”

Fred looked at her up and down, “Wow! You look beautiful! How did your thing go at the Mission?”

“Same type of thing as usual,” Katie sat down in the chair at his desk, “Come give us a donation. Please give all you can. Blah blah blah.”

Fred nodded his head, “It’s for a good cause. They need all the help they can get,” as he looked down and shuffled through some papers.

Katie watched as he thumbed through some files, “Is everything okay? You look stressed.”

“I’m sorry!” raising his hands across his desk, “I’m still trying to get this overseas deal with Alan completed. It seems to be hitting snags at every step. It’s just a bunch of political bullshit.”

Katie sighed, “Is there anything I can do to help you.”

Fred looked at her bewildered, “No but thank you. I’m sorry I’ve been so busy lately. This deal has got me stressed out.”

“Well,” she adjusted herself in her chair, “You do have a birthday next week. You do remember you have that don’t you? Maybe we can do something fun.”

“Of course I remember,” Fred smirked.

“Is there anything you want for your birthday?” Katie asked as she glanced around her husband’s office.

Mr. Jackson stopped fumbling with his paperwork as he stared at his beauty queen wife. She looked so incredible this morning as a voice screamed in his head, ‘I want to watch you suck another man’s cock but what came out was, “Just a card would be fine I guess.” He had relived what he saw at the Strand a million times in his head; if the drunken guy wouldn’t have distracted her would she had sucked the cock that was next to her. It seemed that’s what she was going to do. He had asked her to return but she was adamant about not going back since she was named Mrs. Missouri.