Chapter 3

On the way home Sarah wondered what kind of excuse she could use if Tim wanted to make love that night. A good douche would take care of the sloppy wetness, but she couldn't think of anything that would tighten her pussy up other than time. She would have to stall Tim at least for a day and maybe even two. One more reason to put a stop to what she was doing. It just wasn't right that Tim should be denied his rights as a husband because she couldn't seem to say no to Brian. Well she was going to say no. She was not going to give him the two weeks that Tim was gone. Brian had seen the last of her.

However she did have a fresh problem to work out — Dave! From the way he had acted he was obviously expecting to have more sex with her and she would need to shut him down, but she would have to do it in a nice way. If she had to she could tell Brian to go piss up a rope, but she couldn't do that with Dave, not and expect to continue working for him. She would be polite, but firm. She would tell him that it had been enjoyable, but that it was a one time thing. She would tell him that she loved her husband and valued her marriage and that she could never again do anything that would put it at risk. Dave was married so he should understand where she was coming from. Yes, that was the way to do it, polite but firm.

She had been at work almost an hour when Jenny, Dave's secretary (and also his daughter), called her and told her that Dave wanted to see her in his office. She thought nothing of it as she usually got called to his office a couple of times a day to give progress reports. When she got to Dave's office Jenny told her to go right in.

Dave was sitting behind his desk and he smiled when he saw her.

"Get a good nights sleep?" he asked

"Yes, why?"

"Oh nothing, I just wondered. I always sleep great after I've exercised and I sure got some great exercise yesterday afternoon."

She had blushed at that. "Yes, well I need to talk with you about that Dave. It was a great afternoon and I really..." And Dave held up a hand to cut her off.

"Not know Sarah. Right now I have something for you to do that needs to be taken care of immediately."

"Of course Dave, what is it?"

Dave pushed back from his desk and she saw that his cock was out of his fly and it was erect and throbbing. "I need you to take care of this" and he got up and walked around the desk toward her.

Her eyes were on his hard cock as it bobbed up and down as he walked to her and she tore them away and said, "Actually Dave, I was about to tell you tha..." and Dave moved behind her and bent her forward over his desk.

"Lift your skirt and spread your legs Sarah."

"But Dave, I don..."

"Just do it Sarah. Lift your skirt and spread your legs, now."

Her voice quivered as she said, "Yes Dave" and did what he'd told her. She felt his fingers push the gusset of her panties aside and then the head of his cock touched her pussy and she moaned as he pushed in.

"Oh yes Sarah, you like that don't you? You like starting the day out like this and that is a good thing because this is how we will start every day from now on. A blow job or a fuck, or maybe even both. You understand Sarah?"

She spread her legs a bit wider and pushed back at him and moaned, "Yes Dave."

On the drive home that night she was on the verge of tears the whole way. Why did she let Brian and Dave do what they were doing to her? Why did she do it to Tim? She loved him; he was her entire world so why was she letting Brian and Dave take her body when they wanted it? It wasn't because they were exceptional in bed; Tim was much better than either of them and it certainly had nothing to do with cock size because Tim had them beat there also. She had to stop what she was doing before Tim found out. She couldn't lose him, she just couldn't.

The next morning when Jenny called and said that Dave wanted to see her in his office she walked in determined to put an end to their sexual liaisons.

"Dave, we have to talk."

"All right Sarah, but first you need to come over here and take care of this."

He rolled his chair back from his desk and just as the previous day his erection was sticking up out of his fly. "Come over here Sarah, and suck my cock."

"Look Dave, this has got to..."

"Not now Sarah, suck first, talk later."

"No Dave, I don..."

"God damn it Sarah, stop fucking around and get over here."

She stood there staring at his throbbing cock, watching it twitch and her knees felt weak and then almost inaudibly she said, "Yes Dave, whatever you want."

She turned and went to the door to lock it but Dave said, "Don't bother. Jenny knows what is going on in here and she won't let anyone in until we are through."

"Jenny knows?"

"Yes Sarah, Jenny knows, now get over here."

"Your daughter knows?"

"Sarah, get over here and suck my cock or get out."

She took one last look at the door and then went over and went to her knees in front of her boss. For some weird reason the thought that Dave's daughter was sitting right outside the door knowing that she was having sex with Dave made her pussy tingle and she could feel herself getting wet as she lowered her head and engulfed Dave's cock.

And that was just the start of her Thursday. At lunchtime Dave took her on his desk while she grunted and moaned and dug her nails into his back. At four-thirty she was bent forward over his desk as Dave stuffed his cock into her tight ass. She was breathing hard and hissing out a, "Yes, yes, yes, yes" when the door opened and Jenny came in. She stood there watching for a minute or so and then said:

"She certainly seems to enjoy it."

"She's hot and tight," Dave said, "And she loves cock up her ass."

"Melvin likes ass fucking. I won't let him do mine, but maybe you might let him do her."

"Maybe, but not for a while. I'm keeping this for myself."

"Well okay. I just came in to tell you I'm leaving. Good night dad" and then she bent down and looked into Sarah's face. "Good night Mrs. Clayton" with heavy emphasis on the "Mrs."

"Since you are leaving lock the door on your way out."

Jenny laughed and said, "What's the matter pops? Afraid someone will come in and you'll have to share?" She laughed again and left the office.

Throughout the exchange she had been breathing hard and shoving her ass back at Dave and reaching out for the orgasm that seemed to be just beyond her reach. As soon as the door clicked behind her she felt her climax hit and she screamed out.

"Like this, do you? I'm going to see to it that you get a lot of it from now on. You are my in house slut from now on Sarah, you understand?"

"Yes Dave."

"Say it Sarah, let me hear you say it."

"I'm your slut Dave."

"And I can have your ass whenever and wherever I want?"

"Yes Dave, whenever and wherever."

Dave picked up her panties, wiped his cock with them and handed them to her. "I ordered a leather couch for the office. It will be delivered sometime tomorrow morning and I'm sure that it will be easier on you than that hard desk."

She stuffed her panties in her purse and said, "Aren't you afraid that Jenny will tell your wife about this?"

"No, Jenny and I have an agreement. She won't tell Mary about what I do and I won't tell Mary that Jenny is fucking our chauffeur."

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