The Cost of Doing Business (closed)

She moaned in her sleep. Her husband was telling the people watching that his wife was not normally like this.

"My wife is not a slut! She is a faithful wife!" But all she could do was hang on while Travis pounded deeper into her. The desk made a scraping sound as it moved along the floor. Travis grabbed her tits as he fucked her, her hips tilting to accept him. He massaged her nipples as he pulled and pinched them.

"You belong to me, Sweet Cheeks!" Travis whispered in her ear. "You're my personal fuck toy, aren't you? Why let that tiny cock in this hot wet tunnel when you can have this cock fill you whenever you wish."

All she could do was moan.

The dream seemed so real. Travis slid his hands down to her hips as Kenneth stood in front of her, yelling.

"Stop fucking him! You are my wife! Act like my wife!"

Travis' huge cock continued to fuck her and she looked up at him. "Kenneth, I love you. But I'm addicted to Travis and his huge cock. Yours is nice but it can't hold a candle to this thing tunneling inside my pussy."

As Travis continued to fuck her, she noted that the secretaries and other women of the office began to draw closer, commenting in the size of Travis' member. "I never saw one that big before." "How can she fit something that big inside her?" She wasn't sharing him with anyone else, she thought to herself.

Kenneth kept screaming at her but she couldn't help herself. She could feel herself building towards one massive climax.

"Why are you acting like a slut? Are you my wife? Try acting like it."

Kenneth, I love you...ahhhhhhh...but I'm a slave to Travis' cock. Look at it...ohhhhh...if you fucked me now I wouldn't feel a thing."

She tuned out everyone around her and accepted what was coming. Deep within her, she started quivering as she woke up. She was confused at first but her body was already heading up that hill and as she began to cum she screamed, twitching. She realized that Travis' cock must have been fucking her in her sleep.

She should have known that she couldn't trust him.

As she slowly came down from her climax, she could feel him still deep within her, her body coating the cock that filled every inch of her void. How long he had been fucking her in her sleep, she had no idea. But due to the nature of her dreams, it must have been a while.

His arm was around her waist, keeping her from sliding off of him and his voice growl in her ear.

Damn, Jessica. That's a quite the way to wake up, don't you think?

She glared, not wanting to admit that it was a hell of a way to wake.

"I should have known that someone like you could not be trusted. Aren't you tired of me yet? Why don't you go fuck someone your own age?"

Without meaning to, her vaginal muscles began gripping the cock firmly entrenched inside her, as if trying to make it cum.

"No!" He held her tight against him, her body skewered on his massive cock. She would go to prison before she would do that. She had never been with a woman, and would never.

She tried to pull herself off of him. "Listen, you idiot. I never wanted to be fucked by you. I sure don't want some women here. I will go to Kenneth and bare my soul to him. I will go to prison before I will do that. Do you understand me?"

She was adamant about it and continued to squirm trying to get off of Travis' cock.

It was irritating how no matter what she said, he could turn it around to suit him or stroke his ego. The arrogance of the man! No matter how hard she tried, or how much she squirmed, he held her fast and hard against him. She buried her face into her pillow as her sex gripped him tight.

Ramming himself home, he came and filled her up with his seed. She could never imagine that one man could continue to produce so much sperm. She was glad to be on birth control though she still worried. Her last period was overdue and she chalked it up to the stress that she was currently under. Her body was definitely acclimating to his large cock and it had been some time since she and her husband had had sex.

Her life was becoming complicated - more so than she ever thought possible. That little shit Travis!

Once he had filled her up with his cum, he pulled out and threw the covers back, getting out of bed. As he stood there watching her, she fought to avoid panicking. It was important that she give an outward appearance of still being in charge. This man was starting to really disturbed her, and not in the way that a happily married woman should be disturbed. And there were other ways that he bothered her. Like the amount of cum that his balls produced. She felt full, her body filled beyond capacity.

It's not quite been 24 hours, but I'm not sure I've got anything left. Maybe one more, if you think you're up for it. But maybe you're out of stamina, too. I'm going to take a shower before I go. You can join me if you like.

She was not about to join him in the shower. She wanted him gone. Needed him gone. As soon as he left the bedroom, she got up and stripped the bed. The kimono had come undone and was hanging loose on her shoulders and she quickly tied it around her waist, her hands brushing against her abdomen swollen with seed. She needed to somehow get it down before Kenneth returned home.

The sound of the shower began running in the background and she prayed that Travis would hurry up and leave. There was just a little over 24 hours to get the house cleaned and get rid of the smell of sex.

The fact that despite being on the pill she might be pregnant worried her. After all, nothing was 100% effective. Perhaps it would be smart that once Kenneth came back, she would need to seduce her husband. Just in case the unthinkable had happened.

She had the washing machine full and waiting for Travis to get out and leave so she could begin the big clean up.

Finally he got through in the shower and found her loading the washer. Once she saw that he was out, she pressed the button and started the washer. Cocky and sure of himself, Travis just had to make some kind of comment before he left.

Thank you for the wonderful weekend. You were absolutely amazing . We'll definitely have to hook up again soon. Well, I may need a week to recover. You really drained me, Jess. But come see me if you need me before then. I'm sure I can help you out. See you next time.

She couldn't wait for him to leave and watched as he headed down the driveway and disappeared down the street. She locked the doors and armed the alarm before heading to the master bedroom. Stepping in, the smell of sex was heavy.

For the next twelve hours, she cleaned the house thoroughly. It had probably never been this clean since she and Kenneth moved into the place. Working hard finally got rid of most of the little pooch that was from all the cum that Travis had dumped in her. The last thing left to clean was herself.

Standing under the hot water, her hands played with her breast, hot water stinging her nipples. Slowly she ran her hands over her stomach and abdomen until her fingers reached her hooded clit. Nimble and sure, she slowly rubbed that little nub. Water ran in rivulets down her body, finding the cleft of her buttocks and running along that fissure.

Her fingers found her sex, still open wider than usual but not as open as they had been after being fucked by Travis. Her three fingers slipped in easily into the space as she fucked herself.

Once she came, she slid down the shower wall, the cold, wet tile cooling her hot skin as all evidence of her lust washed down the drain. She sat there letting the water wash over her until it ran cold.

Kenneth never noticed anything amiss on his arrival back home and spent the entire evening telling her all about the trip. The only thing that he questioned was why there was a new bar of soap as the old bar had hardly been used. She made up some story about being tired of the scent of it and that seemed to satisfy him.

Monday afternoon, she slipped away for a couple of hours, telling her secretary that she had an appointment.

In the doctor's office she got the news that she dreaded

"Pregnant? I thought that the pill was supposed to work!"

"It does. At least 91% of the time. Apparently, it didn't work at least one time. You and Kenneth can expect a little Parker in around 8 months. Congratulations! And you need to immediately stop taking those pills."

She felt sick. She knew that it wasn't Kenneth's baby. And she suspected that when Travis found out, the bastard would be proud of himself.

All week, she was quiet. So when on Friday she looked up to find him standing in her office, her heart began thumping in her chest.

Hello, sweet cheeks. Have you missed me?

"No. And I really don't have time for you. There's the door behind you. Now leave." She kept her head down, not wanting to look at him.

As usual, Travis totally ignored her demands, closing the door and waltzing in. She felt her stomach clench - she dreaded when the time came and he found out that she was pregnant. She hadn't even told Kenneth yet. There was one day when she and Kenneth had had sex about two weeks ago. If she passed the baby off as a little early, maybe he wouldn't suspect anything. Babies were early all the time.

Travis' derogatory remarks about her husband were irritating but she ignored them. And his next words were a surprise.

I had a great time this past weekend, so I thought your performance warranted a little reward. I was thinking tomorrow night, I'd take you out and buy you something nice. Just modestly nice, of course. You guys don't pay your interns very well.

"I don't think that it is wise to be seen together in public. The whole point is that I don't want people to know, Travis." She paused before continuing. "Thank you for the offer. Aren't you tired of this farce yet?"

He ignored her and changed the subject.

Did you do something different with your hair? No, that's not it. Maybe your clothes? I get the strangest sense that there's something different about you.

She tensed. "Nothing different." She wished that he would go. Her stomach was starting to churn and she was thankful that she had her own private bathroom.

With her lips set in a firm line of distaste, she gave him the address of where to pick her up. It was in front of an empty building, so hopefully no one would see her. The clothes and the excuse were much harder to come by. She didn't own a short skirt. She managed to locate in a closet where she stored outdated clothes, a skirt that hit just above the knees. It was a simple black pencil skirt and she paired it with a black blouse. It felt a bit snug and she suspected that this would be the last time that she would wear it. She was starting to notice that clothes that had always fit now felt just a bit uncomfortable. Her figure had always been trim but now there was a little bump where once had been flat. Her clothes had hidden it so far, and Kenneth had been too caught up in his work to notice. But soon, she would not be able to keep it from the world. Her one saving grace had been her own bathroom where she could throw up in privacy.

The excuse had been harder. She claimed that an old school friend was in town and wanted to go out for drinks. Of course, in her current condition, drinking was out of the question but... Kenneth had missed her goodbye and said to enjoy herself. That was a mixed blessing.

She wore panties, bra, all in black. Travis didn't get everything that he wanted. She worried just what he had planned. And was perhaps a bit excited too.

His words had stung. Mainly because they were true. She had become addicted to his oversized cock. In fact, just the thought that she was on her way to meet him had the crotch of her black silk panties already wet. Over and over in her mind she had replayed his visit to the house, and how he had fucked her throughout it. His fat cockhead bumping against her labia, demanding entrance into her dark, hot, moist chamber where he would fuck her with that monster before filling her full of cum. Seed that had taken root and brought life to her womb.

At 2 minutes before 9, she pulled up in a cab.

"Are you sure that this is where you want, lady? It's an empty building."

"Yes. In 5 minutes, I want you to circle back. If I am still here, stop and pick me up. If you do, I will pay you double."

She gave him the money shown on the meter, plus a sizable tip before getting out and watching the cab leave. She didn't like this one bit.

She felt exposed standing on a dark street corner waiting to be picked up. What the hell was Travis thinking, taking her out in public like this.

Suddenly Travis was there, opening the car door. She got in, uncomfortable. If they could just get through all this. Buckling up, Travis reached in the glove compartment and pulled out a strip of black cloth.

Before we start, let's not forget the blindfold. Did you bring your own or do you want to use mine?

"What is all this stupid subterfuge? You push things too far! I don't trust you in the least and I want to see where I am going!"

She felt her stomach clench. That's all she needed to happen was to start throwing up.

This all felt wrong, and yet, she found her body was turned on just sitting close to him. And here he was taking her to a place frequented by someone from work! She prayed that no one would catch her at this

Picking up the cloth, she quickly tied it over her eyes. "Negative? We are not a couple, Travis."

True, her body seemed to actually want him, seemed to enjoy sex with his large cock. Even her dreams were filled with Travis, his huge cock stuffing her vagina with his mammoth meat. Filling her womb with his potent seed. She was sure that soon he would notice the slight swelling of her belly. And her already large breast would soon start filling with milk.

She adjusted the blindfold so she could see down into her lap without him being able to tell. "I hope that you're happy. Now, where are you taking me?"

She was becoming antsy. Worried about just what Travis had planned, she knew that she could not trust him. He seemed to delight in embarrassing her.