I jacked off at work so many times. I was in a daze. I begged Shelley to suck my cock but she wouldn’t. “I don’t do that,” she said. “Please, baby, please,” I said. Then she’d get mad and go downstairs. All the hard work we promised went out the window. She hated me. She glared at me all the time. The more I tried to get close to her, to wrap my hands around her waist, to nuzzle her neck, to cup her ass while she heated up a frozen dinner—she ignored all of my advances. She didn’t want me. I don’t know why. Maybe she was just naturally cold.
**
The pictures of Tess kept me going. But I had to confront her about them. That was insane of her. What if Shelley had found them? She was coming over to babysit on Friday and I would do it then. I drove her home and had my chance.
“Listen, Tess,” I started. “You’re very beautiful but leaving those pictures in my desk was very inappropriate.”
“I – I – I’m sorry,” she said. She sounded like a little girl. Her voice was high pitched and so fucking sweet, quivering a bit. “I guess I misread… I thought you thought I was pretty.”
“Tess, you’re very pretty.”
“And don’t you think I have a pretty body?”
I cleared my throat. “Well, it doesn’t matter what I think. I have a wife and I love her.”
“So you don’t like my body?”
“No, I do.. It’s just that we can’t.”
“What if nobody finds out?”
“I can’t.”
“Nobody will find out, Mr. Wilson… I can tell by the way you look at me that you want it.”
Her hand darted toward my crotch too fast for me to stop her. God she was good. I couldn’t take my hands off the wheel because I didn’t want to. Her hand was massaging my stiff cock through my jeans. I groaned. I whispered that she should stop but I didn’t mean it. I fucking loved her. Those oversized tits, that tight ass. I slammed the breaks and veered over to the side of the road so fast the tires screeched.
“Come here,” I groaned. Tess turned toward me and her fat lips met mine. I pulled her tiny body over to my side of the car and pushed her crotch down onto mine so she could feel my fat cock. I heard a little moan escape from her lips and I pressed her hips down harder. I grabbed hold of her tiny waist and it felt so fucking good, so tight and muscular and small. I mauled her tits over her bra while she kissed my neck. I pulled her shirt off and unhooked her bra, letting those huge boobs free. I pulled away from the kiss so I could stare at them. They were an incredible shape, high and so round on her chest. Her nipples were hard and thick. I bounced her up and down on my lap so I could watch them bounce. She giggled.
I don’t know what came over me. Something about this girl made me think she was built for this. These thoughts gave me guilt as much as they gave me a hard dick. But it was true. She was built to take my huge cock, built to live in my lap, built to take care of my kids and make homemade dinners and strip naked for me and dance and bounce her big tits and take care of my rock-hard dick.
I clutched her by her hair and pulled her ear over to my lips.