Chapter 60: Katie the Depraved Wife

“Hey Fred!” Phil hollered from the basement as Katie froze in fear, “Can you come downstairs and help me for a minute?”

Katie’s body froze as she stared towards the stairwell as she watched as her husband walked down to meet Phil. She swallowed hard as she was sure he was going to tell him something about what she had done. She listened intently but couldn’t make out what was being said or what they were doing.

Eventually Fred walked up the steps and had a shocked expression on his face. Her stomach dropped as she spoke but was afraid of the answer, “Is everything okay?”

He nodded and almost started laughing as he motioned her to follow him to their bedroom. Once inside Fred quickly closed the door as he laughed, “Phil needed me to take pictures of him in his underwear for The Biggest Loser! I’m not sure I’ll ever be the same!”

Katie was relieved, “Oh!” as she laughed along with him.

“But you won’t believe this!” Fred quietly spoke, “Phil is hung like a fucking horse! His underwear were stretched to the limit. It looked like he had an extra arm!”

The sexy wife only nodded and she tried to act nonchalant, “I’m glad it was you and not me!”

“He probably asked me to do it so he wouldn’t get hard having you see him!” Fred smirked.

Suddenly the sound of Phil’s voice boomed up the steps, “Don’t forget I have that appointment!”

Katie rolled her eyes and nodded, “Have a good day,” as she leaned forward and kissed her husband, “I’ll see you soon.”

Fred watched as his wife quickly opened the door and walked down the steps wearing her yoga pants with an oversized t-shirt that hid her black sports bra.

“Come on Phil,” she announced as they quickly got into her SUV. The air was filled with tension the minute Katie backed out of her driveway. She felt the stares and sneering from Phil in the passenger seat. It was their first minute alone since officer Peterson found the drugs she had planted in his room.

“You going to fucking say something?” Phil coughed from the passenger seat, “Why would you fucking do that?”

Katie shrugged as she navigated through the streets, “I don’t know what you are talking about Phil.” She clenched her jaw as she spoke. She was scared about what Phil would do.

“You tried to put me back in prison you fucking bitch,” he sneered. “I almost told Fred about your slutty ass when he took some glamor shots of me for the Biggest Loser.”

Her stomach clenched, “I want you out of my house! What the fuck do I have to do?”

Phil grimaced, “I could just sell your video? I’d get paid and then I could afford to move on. Do you want me to do that?”

Katie glanced over at him and shook her head in disbelief that she found herself having to listen to the fat old man. She didn’t answer as he began to ask her again when she blurted out, “No!”

He reclined back in his seat, “Then stop being such a fucking bitch. You are my slut and you are going to do whatever I want. Do you understand? Don’t try anything like that again; do you understand?” Phil’s voice grew louder, “Do you understand?” He reached over and grabbed her arm, “I said...”

“Yes!” Katie yelled, “Yes I understand!” She pulled her arm from his grasp.

“What do you understand Freckles?” Phil’s voice shook with anger.

“I won’t do that again,” she huffed under her breath.

“And?” Phil stared at her, “And? Say it! Say it Freckles.”

Katie gritted her teeth, “I’m your slut,” she finally confessed.

“Fuck yes you are,” he smiled exposing his stained crooked teeth. “You are fortunate that officer Peterson was understanding and easily swayed with that mouth of yours!” Phil shuffled in his seat, “Any luck with your contacts with the Biggest Loser?”

“Nope,” Katie snidely spoke.

“Try harder you fucking slutty ass bitch otherwise I ain’t going anywhere!” Phil shook his head in anger.

Silence filled the car for only a brief moment, “Tell me why. Why did you turn me in for insurance fraud?”

“I don’t kno...” Katie began to speak.

“Stop fucking lying bitch! If you say you don’t know again,” Phil coughed as his face grew red, “I’ll fucking do it! I’ll end you! Tell me. Tell me you fuc...”

Katie turned and screamed at him as she drove down the road, “Because you are a fucking asshole who wasn’t going to stop fucking me! It was never going to stop! You were going to keep doing it to me all the fucking time.” She finally stopped and took a deep breath, “You got what you fucking deserved.”

Phil stared at her. His face grew more red, “How’d it work out for you you fucking slut ass bitch? You were just pissed that it was me that exposed what a fucking slut you are.” He adjusted himself in his seat, “Your fucking day is coming. I’ll guarantee it. Take me to my doctor’s appointment and go give your piss test.”

Silence filled the car but soon enough she dropped Phil off at the Medical Center for his appointment and sped away. She couldn’t even watch as he limped his way into the doors as she momentarily contemplated running home and confessing her sins to her husband. Instead she drove off towards the state building to visit the parole office to provide a urine sample and then off to work out at the gym.

An hour and a half later Mrs. Jackson pulled her Escalade back into the circle drive before parking the car in front of the entrance to the North Kansas City Medical Center. Sweat poured off her forehead and her body ached from the workout she had just completed at the gym. She glanced at the doors as she took a sip from her water bottle. The cold liquid dripped down her chin and onto her sweat soaked t-shirt, causing her gray sports bra to show through the wet material. Katie glanced down and stared at her nipples as they extended behind her shirt from the cool air.

Katie took another sip as she looked around the parking lot, watching the people make their way to and from the building.

The sexy wife glanced up and saw Phil exit the building as he slowly limped towards the passenger door. “Good workout?” he asked, his bloodshot blue eyes staring at Katie’s wet t-shirt and the way it perfectly outlined her firm breasts.

“Yes,” she replied as she pulled on her seatbelt and latched it securely. The belt rested between her perfect breasts as she felt the lustful stares of the old man.

Phil drooled in anticipation as he devoured the beautiful wife’s perfect body. He had grown accustomed to fucking the sexy woman once her family had left for the day, “Did you go give that urine sample to the office?”

“Yes,” Katie hissed. She shook her head in disbelief that she even had to do that as officer Peterson requested it stating it was part of their agreement. Fred laughed about it as they had some suspicion that they even did drugs.

Phil leaned over to the driver’s seat, his face inches from hers as he moved his hand so it rested on her thigh. He grabbed Katie by the neck and pulled her head over towards him as he pressed his lips onto hers.

“Mmmmmmmppph” the sexy mother small fists clenched as they went up between them as she tried to push the fat man away from her. She wasn’t strong enough as Phil held her head as his fat tongue swirled around her mouth.

He ended the kiss as Katie cringed, “Fucking stop it. This is enough Phil!” Phil sat back in the seat as Katie glared at him, “Are we done here?”

“The doc said I’m good and apparently my heart’s better than ever,” the old man laughed, “I just need to drink more water,” as he drank from a large water bottle. He leaned back as Katie started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot and onto the street, being detoured away from the interstate and towards Highway 9.

Phil grinned from ear to ear and was almost giddy with excitement, “I told my doc I’ve been having sex daily!”

The hot wife’s mouth opened in shock, “You didn’t say anything about us, did you?”

“Us?” Phil rubbed her thighs harder. “Is there an us?”

“Fuck you! You know what I meant!” Katie grimaced, spreading her legs in the seat as she accelerated past a traffic light, “Did you?” she asked, her heart sinking at the thought of Phil bragging about his exploits.

The old man’s fingers rubbed across the beauty queen’s crotch while she drove. “No. I never told him about us! I hate that your hubby is home today,” Phil laughed, his fingers digging into the wife’s tight shorts. “I get frustrated by your husband interfering with our time alone!”

Katie didn’t say a word as she allowed Phil to manipulate her thighs and tease her pussy over her shorts as his words dug deep into her soul. Her eyes glanced towards Phil’s sloppy dressed crotch and his obvious tented sweatpants.

As they drove over the Heart of America Bridge, Phil pointed his chubby finger out of the window towards Penn Valley Park and snickered, “Hey! Do you remember that park? The restroom?”

The hot wife rose in her seat and glanced off the bridge. She sighed heavily but didn’t say anything. Her mind shot back to how she had allowed the old man to fuck her in the dirty toilet stall when she had taken him for a checkup.

“Did you like helping me piss that day?” he asked as he grinned widely.

Katie scrunched her nose and sighed in disbelief, “What do you mean?”

“You helped me at the urinal. Did you like that? You held my cock as I relieved myself,” Phil turned his large body in the passenger seat to watch her reaction as he leaned towards her, “You probably wanted me to piss all over you!”

“What?!?” Katie’s mouth hung open as she followed a detour into the downtown area.

“A golden shower!” Phil laughed out loud, “Don’t tell me you wouldn’t have liked that!”

Mrs. Jackson was at a loss for words. She remembered steadying his obese frame while her neighbor relieved himself in the urinal. The hot wife was sure that she had felt nothing but disgust at the time as she remembered the sound and smell of that morning.

“You think I wanted you to pee on me?” Katie asked, dumbfounded.

“Has Fred ever done that? Give you a golden shower?” the old man taunted the married woman “Or has he ever asked you to do it to him?”

“No! You are so disgusting!” The hot wife’s face grew red as she shook her head.

“Don’t play high and mighty! You love me being disgusting,” the old man grinned, “You’ve never seen a golden shower?”

Katie’s face reddened even more as she spoke, “Nope and I never will.”

“Does the thought turn you on?” he kept pressing the hot wife as she drove through the downtown area.

“No!” She shook her head in disgust. Katie glanced over at the obese man’s crotch and could see the head of his mammoth cock pressing against his sweatpants, eager to get out, “But I suppose it turns you on doesn’t it? You are so disgusting!”

“Everything turns me on! I’ve never tried it before but it’s on my bucket list!” Phil laughed as he grabbed Katie’s bare thigh, “But you would do anything for me, wouldn’t you? You need me to keep a little secret don’t you?”

“You are the most revolting man I have ever met!” she said as she came to a stop at a traffic light. At that very moment she glanced up at the skyscrapers that surrounded the SUV and caught sight of her old office window. Her heart sank as she thought back to how her life had changed. She had been a successful business woman that was respected by her peers. She was the vice president of a major banking corporation that was responsible for million dollar accounts. Her eyes wandered over to Phil. Katie knew that she was now nothing but a depraved woman who was forced to succumb to her perverted neighbor, doing anything to please him to keep her family safe.

Phil slowly lifted his hand from her crotch, grabbing the bottom corner of her shirt as he lifted it. He raised it underneath the seat belt, exposing the hot wife’s perfect tits. Katie’s nipples were already erect and pointed straight out. The hot wife’s breaths deepened. She didn’t fight nor did she even flinch as she drove down the street with her tits exposed for all to see. She knew she couldn’t fight him. She knew what was at stake.

She bit her bottom lip as the fat man’s hands mauled her firm mounds of flesh. Katie gripped the steering wheel tighter as she looked around the crowded sidewalks at the many people walking by. Most of them seemed to be talking on their phones but none paid attention to the former beauty queen getting felt up in her own car in broad daylight.

Phil squeezed and rotated his pudgy hands around Katie’s perfect orbs and then pinched her nipple. The old man leaned over into her chest as he licked, sucked and playfully bit on her mounds of perfect flesh. He pulled his head back and spread his saliva around with his hands. He put his hand back down into her crotch, applying pressure with his finger against the covered folds of her pussy.

“Damn I’m horny!” Phil cried as he adjusted himself in the seat so his obvious erection stuck out obscenely behind his sweatpants. “Jack me off, Freckles!”

“Phil, I’m driving,” the hot wife softly spoke as she navigated through the downtown streets of Kansas City.

“Pull over,” Phil ordered, his tone a bit more serious, “Pull over and jack me off now!”

“No!” Katie protested “It’s light out! Someone could see us!” They were driving down the street mid-morning, cars were all around and the sidewalks full of people.

“Come on Freckles! Be a good slut,” Phil grunted, “Take out my cock!”

His voice trailed off and she heard the tone. It was demanding and she knew he wasn’t giving her any option. She obediently reached over and grabbed Phil’s crotch which felt even bigger covered by his gray sweatpants. She rubbed her delicate fingers across his bulge, her wedding ring glistening in the mid-morning sun.

The sexy wife felt the old man’s cock twitch and throb. Slowly, she worked her fingers into the waistband and down the front of his pants. She scraped her fingertips across his large, bloated head.

“That’s a good slut,” Phil groaned as he watched the married beauty work the thick shaft out into the open.

Looking back up at the road, Katie let go of Phil’s cock as a car quickly stopped in front of her. Sweat dripped off her forehead and her body trembled.

Phil’s blood pounded into the thick veined shaft until the whole pulsing length thrust rigidly out of his sweatpants. His perfect, large muscle pointed straight at the windshield as he reached down, shoving his sweatpants and boxers down to his knees. He lifted his baggy t-shirt up above his belly. The old man looked down and admired the sight of himself.

The sexy wife kept a firm grip on the steering wheel until she felt she was safely leaving the downtown area. Then she reached over and wrapped her fingers around the swollen cock shaft again.

“Oohhhhh fuck yeah!” He grunted as he relaxed in his seat while the sexy woman stroked his cock.

Katie’s knuckles whitened as she gripped the steering wheel tightly with her other hand. The car swayed a little, from one side of the lane to the other as she slowly jacked Phil’s cock. She couldn’t believe she was doing this but she knew she had no alternative but to do what he asked. Especially since she had planted the drugs that failed miserably.

“Come on, slut. Beat me off!” Phil panted.

Katie worked her hand up and down the fat rod as she pulled up to a red stop light next to a car that was waiting for the same light. Phil glanced over at the man in the car next to them and couldn’t help but grin. He desperately wanted him to look over so he could see the sexy former Mrs. America stroking his cock.

The hot wife increased the pace of her hand as the loose outer skin slid smoothly over the iron hard inner core. Phil’s swollen cock tip jutted out of her hand like a huge, purplish mushroom. A dab of pre-cum appeared on the tip as the hot wife’s thumb smeared it all around the glans.

“Pull over and suck it!” Phil groaned.

Katie didn’t say anything but continued to slowly stroke his cock.

“Come on slut! Pull over and suck my cock,” repeated Phil, “I want to feel that slutty mouth all over it.”

Katie groaned, “Let’s just go home,” she said softly. She looked over at the fat old man and before he could say anything she gritted her teeth. She hesitated only for a second before she pulled into the parking lot of the strip mall that was across the street from the Uptown Theater. The lot was fairly busy but she parked on the far side away from the building. She put the SUV into ‘park’, allowing it to idle. She turned and looked at Phil as her hand reached down and unbuckled her seatbelt, “I fucking hate everything about you.”

“Bullshit,” he coughed, “You love my cock.” Phil looked around the parking lot as he moved his seat back while Katie twisted her torso, her legs trailing over the edge of the seat. She wedged her body past the steering wheel as she lowered her head into his lap.

The old man’s cock head was only a fraction of an inch from her face as she dug it softly into her cheek. She turned her head, looking up at her overweight neighbor and softly whispered, “Tell me if somebody walks up.” Her lips opened to let the tip of his massively swollen rod slip up into her mouth. Instantly, she tasted the pungent flavor of his cock and her mouth watered as she lathered the mammoth shaft with her saliva.

“Oooohhhhhh don’t worry! I’ll let you know!” Phil blurted out as he looked around the parking lot and saw people moving around. He reclined back in the seat as his hand prodded Katie’s hard ass, rubbing her perfect buttocks over her shorts.

The sexy wife’s butter soft mouth closed around Phil’s trembling shaft as she slowly moved her mouth up and down in his lap. Phil gazed down at the hot beauty as her thick dark hair spilled over his groin.

Katie turned in the driver’s seat a little as she struggled into a more comfortable position, her head buried in his lap. She put both knees on the driver’s seat and leaned into the old man’s crotch. Her ass stuck straight up towards the driver’s door window. She just wanted it over as soon as possible and they could go home.

Briefly, Katie thought about the circumstances she found herself in. This was a mall she had visited many times with her family. Any second someone she knew could walk by, recognize her car and see her. Still she felt her cunt twitch as she stiffened her tongue and licked up and down her neighbor’s shaft with wild abandon.

“That’s a good cock-sucking slut!” Phil murmured as he continued kneading Katie’s squirming ass. He felt her quiver as his hand went underneath her and groped her firm breasts. His other hand slid down into the waistband of her shorts. His fingers glided through her patch of pubic hair, teasing her swollen pussy that was soaked with her juices.

Phil worked his fingers around inside Katie’s wet panties. His fingertips dithered through thick warm puddles of pussy juice, then popped up into the married woman’s cunt hole.

“Oohhhhhhhhhhh,” Katie gurgled around her mouthful of cock.

Her body jerked as she felt her cunt stuffed full of Phil’s pudgy fingers. Her body began to move against his hand as he worked his fingers deeper up into her hungry snatch. Katie’s head bobbed up and down. Her lips slid down the full length of his rock-hard prick as the fat man’s fingers pounded in and out of her cunt. Phil felt his neighbor’s tight pussy working greedily against his fingertips as Katie’s body struggled to release the sexual frustration that had been building up over the past few days.

Phil glanced over as a delivery truck pulled up next to them. He looked up and caught sight of the driver doing a quick double take down into Katie’s SUV. He seemed to be a middle-aged man with darker skin. His eyes bulged as he watched the sexy hard bodied wife sucking on the overweight man’s cock.