He has long been dreaming about all the different ways he would just fuck me, over and over. But since i was married, he never touches a woman of that...man.So he gave me a offer.He would care for all my needs, he would rent me my own place, buy me a car, take on trips, buy all my needs I wanted. No questions asked.I could date others if I wanted to ,stay married to my husband if I choose.All I have to do is be on call and ready when ever he needs me to care for his sexual desires, or if there is. I could see that he was fumbling with his trousers, he then put his other hand on my shoulder and pushed me on to my knees, and rubbed his cock all over my face, he then forced it in my mouth and made me suck it. Then he got me to stand up and pulled open my blouse to expose my big tits and squeezed them roughly before sucking hard on my nipples. He then told me to lean back and lie on his desk- he started at my feet and ran his hands all the way up my legs (I had black tights on) and carried. However I didn't write this story alone and I want to give credit where credit is due to all the other people who have contributed by different means.First I want to thank all the people who have taken time out of their day to add chapters to the story, make sure to check out their chapters if you haven't already and give them a follow:mindtheMILFlivedhealerFlowSmashjmcebarakneQueen DeathdaveportAnd a special shout out and thanks to Alias The Rat who has added more than 20 chapters to the story. Both were openly carrying pistols and they walked right up to the counter and raised their guns at the Pakistani working the register.I knew things were not going to work out well, for anybody. I was in an aisle with snacks on both sides and partially hidden behind an endcap of beef jerky. “POLICE! DROP YOUR WEAPONS!” I brought my weapon up and aimed it towards them.I had to admit that both Bolling and Koslow moved much, much faster than I expected. Both men turned from the counter towards me.