He wasn't hard but it looked about 4 inches and fat and he had shaved balls. As I looked at it, he said "I've watching you awhile and if you're willin... to give me a blow job, I may be able to save your job."What he didn't know is that I had always had fantasies about sucking cock but never had enough nerve to go to a club or meet anyone. My boss is 55, about 5-10 and looks in good shape. I know he works since I've seen him at the gym. I thought that this was as good opportunity as I would get. "No, but I thought it be kinky to go along with the storyline, sense my wife gets off on being spanked," he told me."Well, I'm not giving it back, now get those clothes off," I demanded.He backed away a foot, and began stripping. As he was naked, he came towards me, and put something on the record."You've been a very naughty woman. You borrowed something without asking, and I'm pretty sure you aren't going to return it. So, you will take this, now," he said.He grabbed my arm, and brought me to. "Who was it?" I asked."Ty, the guy I dated right before we met." Didn't you tell me he was an asshole and treated you like crap?" Yea, but..." she said before I cut her off."I can't believe you thought about him while I was the one making you cum!" I exclaimed with disbelief.She rolled her eyes sighing dismissively."Well?" I barked, waiting for an answer."Alright, I thought of him because no one has ever made me cum as hard as he has. Ever. What we did tonight doesn’t even compare to when Ty. It was the most awesome feeling — the air on my body, the cool, packed dirt against my feet. My nipples stood up, and that delicious trembling began down low. I should have thanked her for making me do this.Striped-maple saplings closed in around me, stroking me as I passed, like a row of shy but horny little kids. I looked back and couldn’t see Saanvi though the leaves. My goal — a beech tree beside the bank — was farther away than it had looked when she pointed it out. I didn’t mind. It just.