The wife's wild urge

CHAPTER SEVEN

"You have to understand that I am just doing a job," the fat, banker told Lynn. "There's nothing personal."

"I understand," Lynn said.

Lynn crossed her shapely legs and sighed. As each day passed more of her world seemed to be falling apart. Her husband was supposed to send her alimony payments, but somehow he had vanished. Nobody could find him. He had taken his young bride and skipped to some other town. There was no money coming in and her savings account was gone. She was about to lose her house, and she had applied for a loan just to keep going until she found some sort of work.

But there was no work to be found, and this man wasn't going to approve her loan.

"I don't want a lot of money," Lynn said. "Just enough to last a couple of months. Until I find a job."

"Jobs aren't that easy to get," he pointed out. "And we have to have some sort of collateral. You're already a month behind in your mortgage payment."

"But we've done business with this bank for years," she said.

"That's true," he said, "but we still can't make a loan without a proper collateral."

Lynn felt like crying, but the door was open and she could hear other people moving about in the outer offices. She didn't want to be seen behaving like a foolish woman. After all, she had known what the answer was going to be even before she talked to this man. She had gotten the little piece of paper in the mail that said her loan had been refused. But she'd had to try. She didn't know what else to do.

She'd met this banker many times in the past. She'd always resented the way he looked over her each time, undressing her with his eyes. Today she'd hoped to put his interest in her to good advantage. She'd dressed in a baby-blue clinging outfit that showed her body off to good advantage. Every time she crossed her legs she knew she was giving him a teasing glimpse of creamy thighs.

But it hadn't done any good. He was still interested in her form but he wasn't going to give her the loan.

"May I shut the door, Mr. Smith?" she asked him. "I'd like to talk over some private matters."

He shrugged his shoulders. "Of course."

He watched as she got up to shut the door. He was enjoying himself immensely. She had been in the small city bank many times, but she'd never looked so delicious. In the past she had called him by his first name, but there was a coolness in her tone. He had known she hadn't liked him. Today he was making her pay for being such a chilly bitch.

She sat back down and crossed her legs again. She was wearing a damn short skirt and he liked the view. He leaned back in his chair. She had dressed for him, and now he was wondering just how far she'd go to get the loan.

"What did you want to talk about?" he asked her.

"I need that loan very badly, Mr. Smith," she said. "You don't know how badly."

"And I'd like to give it to you," he lied, "but my hands are really tied."

"I thought I could do something for you," she said, "some favor, perhaps?"

So there it was. She was sitting there showing herself off because she wanted something from him. She was willing to do him favors. Well, he might be willing to take a favor if it was the right kind.

"What kind of favors?" he asked.

"I could do anything," she said. "I do need that loan. Couldn't you think of something, some work perhaps?"

"We don't need anyone in the bank," he said, "but I can think of something you could do."

"Yes?"

"You could suck my dick for starters!"

She turned a little red. He wondered if he had been wrong. Maybe that wasn't what she was offering. He had never gone this far with a woman before. Sure, he'd had a little fun with some of them. But he had never promised to approve a loan just for a little sex.

Finally she raised her head and stared at him. "Do you want me to do it here?"

He grinned. He could feel his cock harden. Nothing like this had ever happened to him. Sure, he'd messed around with some of the clients. He'd gotten a free feel and a promise every now and then, but it had never been anything serious. And it had never been with a woman as good looking as Lynn Nobles.

"You really mean that?" he asked. "You want the loan bad enough to suck my cock and give me a fuck?"

"Anything you want," she answered.

"Lock that door," he told her. "It locks easy."

She got up and clicked it shut. He could see the wiggle of her beautiful ass underneath the short skirt she wore. Damn, he felt like a horny teen-age boy getting his first piece of ass. His prick was trying to break out of his trousers.

"Come around here," he said.

She walked around his big desk and stood in front of him. He took a really good look at her. She was a great looking bitch. All that black hair and those big, jutting tits.

"Take your blouse off," he told her. "Show me your tits."

This was the moment of decision. He knew she might change her mind and walk out the door. He hoped to hell she wouldn't. He was willing to give her a loan for twice as much money if she would just stay.

She started undoing the buttons of her blouse.

"You were always such a big snobby bitch," he told her. "You wouldn't even look at me without showing disgust in your eyes. How does it feel, sugar? How does it feel to know you're going to give me some of that wet gash?"

She didn't answer but he didn't expect her to. She unbuttoned her blouse and took it off. There was nothing padded about her big tits. She wasn't wearing a bra and those big creamy globes jutted out like tiny twin mountains. He put his hands on them. He could see her wince as he ran his fat fingers over the hot flesh.

"You don't like me touching you, bitch?" he asked her. "Hell, I already know the answer to that. You can't stand me. Well, that just makes it sweeter."

He put his arms around her waist and he pulled her against him. He put his lips against one of her tits. He felt the creamy hot flesh under his tongue. She wiggled and he knew that she liked the touch of his lips. He opened his mouth and he sucked one hard brown nipple into his mouth. She might hate his guts but she liked the way he sucked.

He sucked her nipple deep into his mouth. He bit with gentleness. She moaned and wiggled and he could tell that he was really setting her on fire. It didn't matter that he was fat and ugly, or that he was blackmailing her into giving him what he wanted. He was a man and she was the kind of woman who liked a man's touch.

"You hate me," he told her. "You hate me, but you've got a hot box and you can't help loving it."

"Yesss," she admitted.

He pushed her back. "Now strip off all the rest of it. I want to see you stark naked. I want to see what I'm getting for my loan."

She was trembling as she unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it. She was so damn good looking. She had on a pair of very flimsy blue panties. He loved the way her black pubic hairs curled out from the edges of the panties.

"Take off the panties," he told her. "Get naked!"

He sensed her hesitation. Her panties were her last protection against assault. But finally she peeled them down her legs and kicked them off. This was the way he had often dreamed he would have Lynn. Completely naked. Her black furry bush was everything he had imagined it would be.

"I like a woman with a lot of cunt hair," he told her. "Turn around slowly and show me your pretty ass."

She turned as he commanded. Her pretty ass was round and shapely, not at all like his wife at home. Lynn needed no girdle or clothes to make her look good. Everything about her was natural.

"You're a gorgeous piece of ass," he told her. "Come close again and let me suck on them tits."

She stepped close to him once more. He put his fat hands on her pretty ass and he made her come closer. He brushed his lips against her hard brown nipples. He wondered if she was tingling all over the way he was. He had never been so close to such a beautiful woman before. Lynn was a classy piece. He'd never thought he would get the opportunity to suck on flesh as sweet as hers.

"You don't look so proud anymore," he told her. "Now you're just another naked cunt!"

"Yes," she said, trembling.

"You're going to do anything I want you to do," he said. "Anything at all."

"Yes," she answered again.

"Then get down on your hands and knees, cunt," he told her. "I want to feel your sweet mouth on my prick."

She went down on her knees in front of him. He spread his fat legs and she went between them. She put her hand on his cock. He felt the searing heat of her fingers through his trousers. He put his fat hand on top of hers and made her press harder. His prick felt like it was going to jump right out of his trousers. He saw her licking her lips, but it wasn't because she was looking forward to what she was about to do. He knew it was because she was nervous. The thought that he was forcing this beautiful woman to suck his cock made him all the more excited. It was almost like rape. He was going to stuff his meaty sausage into her mouth and there wasn't a damn thing she could do about it.

"Take it out, cunt," he told her. "Take my fucking cock out. Hurry the fuck up!"

She slowly unzipped his trousers and slipped her small hand inside the opening. Immediately he felt her hot fingers groping for his flesh. He sighed. Nothing had ever felt so good and she hadn't even got his prick out of his trousers yet.

"Take it out," he kept telling her. "Hurry up and take it out. Unbuckle my trousers."

She took her hand out of the opening and unbuckled his trousers. She parted them and was able to slip his hard prick out of his shorts. Her slim fingers laced around his tool. He saw her look of surprise as she handled his prick.

"Yeah, baby," he told her. "It's a big one. Big and fat."

She looked up at him and there was a new look in her eyes. He told himself it was just his imagination, but she looked like she was hungry for the taste of his meat. He might have been crazy but there was a new glint in her eyes, a new interest.

"It's so big," she said. "I never thought it would be this big!"

She touched her beautiful, soft lips against his crown. He felt her delicious feeling tongue stabbing at his tiny hole, and he knew she was tasting his cock juice. He stopped trying to control himself. He gripped the back of her head.

"Okay, baby," he told her. "I'm going to give you a big, hot mouthful of my cock!"

She willingly opened her lips as he crammed his meat into her hot mouth. He felt the liquid heat of her saliva coating his cock as he pushed his knob against the back of her throat. She wasn't gagging and he gave another push. His fat cock was already as deep as it had ever gone into a woman's mouth. Another few inches and his knob would be so deep that his balls would touch her chin.

"Eat me, baby," he groaned. "You're fantastic! Eat my meat!"

He pushed forward powerfully and he felt all of his cock going into her lips. He felt his balls resting against her chin, and she still wasn't gagging. She knew how to give a man a good blow-job. He pulled his meat half out of her mouth and then stabbed back into her again. Her tongue was going crazy. He could feel it swirling around the bloated head of his cock. He could feel his cock juice leaking into her mouth.

"You fucking bitch," he groaned. "You're something fucking else, you bitch!"

He gripped the back of her head a little tighter. He wiggled down in his chair so he had better control. Then he began deliciously thrusting into her hot mouth again and again. She gagged a little but he no longer cared about that. It was just too sweet to worry about her. He knew some of his prick juice was leaking into her mouth. He could actually see some bubbles of cum escaping the corners of her lips.

"That's it, baby," he urged. "Suck it good! Suck my meat! I'll give you a hot mouthful!"

He didn't have to do very much for she suddenly seemed hungry for the taste of his jism. Her black hair grew tangled as she bobbed her head very quickly. He could see her lips sliding up and down the length of his staff. He could see her swirling pink tongue working on his hot flesh. He saw more of his cum leaking from her mouth.

He couldn't resist reaching for, her tits. She had to lift herself a little higher so that he could grasp them. He ran his fingers lightly over the beautiful pair, and then he groped them savagely. He squeezed. He could sense the excitement she was feeling. Her tits were swollen, and her nipples were rock-hard.

"Oh sweet Jesus," he groaned. "Sweet Jesus, this feels so good! You can really use your fucking mouth!"

He looked down at her again. He saw her flushed face as she worked on his cock. He had never thought anything like this would ever happen to him. Here was a beautiful woman who was sucking hungrily on his thick cock, making loud noises each time her mouth closed on his flesh, and all he had to do was make her a little promise. It seemed impossible for this to happen to a man like him.

Besides, she seemed to be enjoying it. He didn't feel like a woman could suck dick like she was sucking and not enjoy it. He wasn't having to move his hand anymore. She was doing it all. Her lips took his aroused meat in all the way to his balls. He could feel his balls rubbing against her each time she sucked him in. He could feel the hot swelling of his cockhead.

"Oh fuck, baby," he groaned. "I'm not going to last much longer! I'm not going to last! Aghhhhhhh!"

He drove his prick into her mouth as far as he could. He felt the liquid fire shooting up from his balls. He held her head tightly so she couldn't escape from him.

"Swallow it," he whispered. "Swallow every drop! I never had a woman swallow it before!"

He felt his cum cream pouring into her mouth and he heard the sounds of her swallowing. It was the sweetest, most exciting sound that he'd ever heard. She was taking all of his cream down her throat, and she wasn't gagging like she hated the taste. It was more like she loved the taste. She was moving her head back and she was licking for more. She was cleaning his prick with the tip of her pink tongue.

"Oh Jesus," he groaned. "You are something else!"

Her mouth closed on his cock again. She sucked all of his flesh between her hungry lips. Her tongue was licking his flesh again. He couldn't stand it. His cock felt itchy. He pulled at her hair and she raised her head.

"Did you like?" she asked.

"Oh fuck yes," he answered. "I liked. I liked very much!"

She actually looked pleased with herself. She put her hands underneath his balls and fondled them gently. Then she laced one hand around his staff and began gently jerking his cock while she fingered his balls with her other.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"You said you wanted to fuck me, too," she told him. "And you can't fuck me while your prick is soft. But don't worry. I know a few little things to make you hard again!"

Her fingers worked on him gently and she began bending her head so that her soft hair brushed against his prick flesh. He didn't believe it could happen again so soon, but he could feel a hot stirring in his balls. He could feel his prick slowly getting hard under her gentle manipulations. He wanted to cram it into her mouth again, and she didn't refuse. She opened her lips and he drove his entire staff savagely between her lips. Again he felt her tongue working on him.

"You sweet bitch," he groaned. "Damn, you sweet bitch!"

She lifted her head. She had him rock-hard again. She started licking the crown of his cock and then down the hard length of his flesh until she reached his balls. He felt her gently easing each of his heavy balls into her mouth and rolling them beneath her tongue.

She lifted her head again. "Do you want to fuck me?"

"Oh fuck yesssss," he groaned.

"I'll sit on your lap," she suggested. "That'll be fun for a while. Then we can try anything else you want to try!"

"Fuck yes, baby," he told her.

She was smiling as she stood up and fluffed out her long black hair. He took a good look at her sweet looking body. He reached for her big tits again.

"Ooooh," she whispered, as his fingers touched her flesh. "You have such nice hands."

"Come on and fuck me, cunt," he told her.

She sat on his lap and pressed her luscious body against his. He could feel those big hot tits trying to knock holes in his skin. She put her lips against his. Her fiery little tongue kept stabbing into his mouth. He wanted to fuck her. He wanted to sink all of his thick meat between her sweet thighs. He had never wanted to fuck a woman so badly. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back. Her face was red with lust. She was aroused as he was. He had never realized that Lynn could be such a hot bitch.

"I want you sitting on my cock," he told her.

"Ummmm, yessss," she said.

She slid up his body and she raised herself up until her hot snatch was just above his cock. He had never felt such anticipation. She held herself just over his prick for a few seconds. He licked his fat lips. She softly moaned as she started to lower herself. He jumped at the first electric contact of her pussy lips against his bloated crown. He tried to control himself. He didn't want to rush things. He waited as she slowly came down on his prick.

He groaned as he felt his cockhead spilt the lips of her pussy. His bloated cockhead was inside her just barely. She reached between them and she found his prick. Her fingers laced around him tightly and she held his cock a little higher.

"There," she said, sighing. "You're in just the right place. Just the perfect place!"

"Then ride me, baby," he grunted. "Ride my cock!"

She sat down on him. He felt his cockhead push up into the hot sweetness of her cunt. Nothing had ever felt so good. She let it stay there just a moment, with neither of them moving. Then she slowly bounced up and down. Sweet pleasure flooded him. He stabbed upward and his cock was firmly lodged in her sweet cunt.

"All right, baby," he told her. "Ride my prick. Ride my prick like you're on fire!"

She started bouncing up and down on his hot, slippery cock. She leaned over and her big tits pressed against him. The sensation was delicious. He could feel those whopping big tits rubbing against him each time she moved. He reached behind her and stroked the delightful silky softness of her back. He let his hands slide down until he was clutching her asscheeks. She didn't seem to mind when his stubby fingers found the entrance to her asshole. He jabbed his finger into her ass up to his knuckle.

"Ummmmm," she groaned softly.

"You like that, baby?" he asked her. "You like to have a finger in your ass?"

"Ummmmm," she answered.

He was doing all the things with her that he'd never dared to do with his own wife. His own wife was a bitch. A bitch who was as skinny as he was fat, and who thought the only way to fuck was in the dark and very quickly. Her action had been dead compared to this sweet bitch who was jumping on his prick. Lynn had to be the sweetest stuff he'd ever had.

"Ride faster, baby," he told her. "Ride my cock faster!"

But there was just so fast she could bounce. She couldn't get fast enough to suit him. He wanted to really slam his big prick into her. He wanted her to know she'd been fucked by a man-size cock. He pushed her off his lap and heard her soft protesting cry.

"I'm still going to fuck you, babe," he assured her. "I just want to be in the driver's seat!"

"Where do you want me?" she asked.

He looked around the room. He felt the excitement swell up in him again. He had always had so many fantasies about doing it in his office. So many places where he dreamed. He knew where his favorite place had to be. On the desk. In fact, he had once dreamed that he fucked this very same woman on the desk. His dream was coming true. He had Lynn in his power.

"You can bend over the desk," he told her. "I'm going to fuck you from behind."

"All right," she said.

He watched the wiggle of her sweet ass as she walked to his desk. She cleared a few things away and she bent over. He saw her big round tits pressing flat against the desk. She spread her legs wide apart. He walked behind her.

He had a good view of her hot, wet snatch. Her sweet pink cuntlips were already covered with his thick white dew. He moved close. He pressed his cockhead against her hot pussy. He felt her wiggling against him as if she was trying to suck his cock into her cunt.

"You want it bad, don't you?" he asked.

"Yes," she answered. "I want you to fuck me! I want it bad!"

"Then you're going to get it, cunt," he said.

He had never before gotten such a strong sense of being completely in charge of a woman. Lynn was his. She would do anything he wanted her to. What made him feel even better was the fact that it wasn't all one sided. He knew he wasn't an attractive man and yet he was getting this beautiful dark-haired woman all squirmy with excitement. He liked the feeling. It made his dick grow harder. He wanted to give her a fucking like she'd never had before.

"You fucking cunt!" he yelled. He lunged forward and his cock slammed brutally between her legs. She squealed as his cock spread apart the inner walls of her pussy and went deep inside her belly. He felt her wiggling except this time it was from pleasure. She was really getting turned on. He was grinning as he pulled his hard dick half out of her and stayed still for a moment, reveling in the sweet pleasure of having his prick buried in such a hot pussy.

"Fuck me," she begged him. "Go ahead and fuck me! I need a good fucking so badly!"

He couldn't wait another moment longer. He slammed his throbbing prick back into her cunt again. He started a hard, fast thrusting. She moaned each time he drove his prick into her sweet cunt. She was really loving it.

"Yes!" she cried. "Yes, fuck me like that. Like that!"

He hoped nobody was standing outside his door. She was crying loudly and anybody would understand what was going on in his office. He realized that what he was doing could get him fired, but he didn't care. He cared only about the sweet sensation of putting his cock inside this gorgeous woman's tight pussy.

"You're going to make me come," she screamed. "Oh God, your fat cock feels so good! You're going to make me come! Jesus, I love your big cock! Mmmmmmm!"

He felt her hot cunt juices flooding his prick. He began to drive his prick into her cunt a little faster. He could feel the hot tightness in his balls and he knew he wasn't going to last very much longer. He closed his eyes and listened to the sounds his balls made as they slapped against her.

"You bitch," he yelled. "You sweet bitch! I'm going to fill up your cunt! I'm going to cum! Jesus, I'm coming! Coming, aghhhhh!"

He slammed into her as hard as he could and felt his thick cock cream filling her pussy. The hot spasms of pleasure made him dizzy. She kept rubbing her cunt against him for as long as he trembled. Then she slowly raised up and allowed his cock to slip out of her.

"I've done what you wanted," she said. "Now, do I get the loan?"

"Of course," he answered.

He didn't care that she now acted as if she hated him. She had done what she promised, and now he would approve the loan. After all, he was a business man and a man of honor. At least about money matters!