I work in a small catering firm that caters for weddings, engagements, and the like. I don't work on the cooking side, I work on the admin side. There are three of us in the office, but most of the time it's just me and James.

I am Ella, a forty-three-year-old woman. I grew up in a strict household and left home as early as possible. I married young and divorced soon after. Now I am a mature single woman and I don't really have any plans for a relationship. Well, I didn't until the other day.

James is a handsome man in his late twenties. We have been working together for about three years and know each other quite well. I love the attention he gives me, even if it is too forward at times.

"Ella, one day you will see, you will be my woman, and I'm going to do so many naughty things to you. I'm going to eat that juicy ass and make you my lil' whore."

I'd just laugh it off as a young man with a crush, but secretly I wanted to be used. I wanted to be touched and have a man just use me like his slut.

It went on for more than half a year. He'd flirt with me, saying vulgar stuff, verging on sexual harassment, but I loved it. I'd laugh it off and then go home and masturbate. I think he knew it because he'd often tell me about it.

"Come on Ella, you know I'd show you a fun time. I know you play with that juicy pussy while thinking of me. You imagine me sliding my hard cock between your legs and giving you earth shattering orgasms."

It was all too much and I knew I'd give into him sooner or later. That was when he took a step too far. We were in the office kitchen in the corner of the room making coffees. He slipped his arm around my waist and pulled me close. I knew what was going to happen and felt my pussy drip. I could feel his breath on my face and the musky smell of his cologne hit me. It was like he had a full power over me as he leant in to kiss me. Our lips met and we kissed.

People always talk about a first kiss as a wonderful thing and describe it in so many ways. For me, it made me feel like a young woman again. It made me feel wild and if I was a bit more daring I would have stripped down there and then and let him take me.

I felt his hand slide over my ass and squeeze. I didn't mind as long as he carried on kissing me. I felt young and rejuvenated as my hand slid over his chest.

He pulled away and looked at me sternly.

"After work, I want you to go home and put on your sexiest dress. I don't want you wearing any underwear. I want to have free access."

He pulled away from me and jotted down an address on a piece of paper that was laying around.

"Come to this address at seven thirty, it's a bar. You'll like it."

He gave me another peck on the lips and then went back into the office. I was left standing there feeling so horny and excited.

The day seemed to drag on and James seemed to avoid talking to me the rest of the day. When it was time to go home, he gave me a knowing look and walked out the door.

I got home and had to masturbate, my pussy was so swollen with anticipation that it didn't take long at all to make myself cum. I had a hot bath and then chose the dress I would be wearing. It was a black lace, sheer dress that left little to the imagination. I left the house in a great mood and could feel my juices dripping down my legs.

I arrived at the address James had written down to find that it was a seedy club. I walked in and found that it looked better on the inside than it did on the outside. It was a bar with light blue lighting and dark blue walls.

As my eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room, I saw all sorts of sordid things going on. I saw a young girl of about twenty giving an older man a blowjob and saw in the corner a guy pounding away at a girl as she bent over a chair. It was then that I knew why James has asked me to come to this place, and the thought of having sex in public was a major turn on.

I felt an arm slip around my waist and lips peck at my neck. I was about to turn around, but he held me in place. I knew it was James by the cologne he wore.

"Stand still baby, I am going to do so many things to you that you are going to have to beg me to stop."

His voice never sounded so good as his hand slid up my dress and cupped my bare pussy. It had been so long since I had been touched by anyone other than myself, that my body started to shake right away. He slipped some fingers inside my hole as his mouth licked at my neck. His mouth sucked hard on my neck, drawing the blood to the surface, giving me a hickey.

His fingers started to work on my pussy, and it didn't take long for the squelching sound to reach my ears. My body started to shake and I could feel my orgasm building up in my legs. I started to whimper and groan and just as I was about to reach my peak, he pulled his fingers from me.

I scowled in frustration that seemed to just make him laugh. I felt the zip of my dress being pulled down and it being gently pulled off my body. I was naked for everyone to see and then felt his hard cock pressing against my back.

"You wanted to be my whore, didn't you? Well, now is your chance to show everyone here what a good little whore you are. Turn around and suck my dick."

I was so wet that I would do anything he asked of me. Mind you I would have done it even if he didn't ask.

I turned around and gasped. His cock must have been nearly nine inches long and the thickest thing I had ever seen. He smiled at me and pushed me down by my shoulders. As soon as I was eye level with his gorgeous cock he pushed it towards my mouth. I opened my mouth, willingly accepting his throbbing cock into my mouth. As soon as the tip touched my tongue, he held my head and forced his cock down my throat. When I masturbate, I often suck on my dildos, but this was different, it wasn't the length that was the problem, it was the thickness of it that was hard for me to get down my throat.

He looked down at me and I could see the pure lust in his eyes as he grabbed a handful of my hair and fucked my mouth harder. He forced his cock to the hilt and I could feel his balls hit my chin. It was a good thing I could breathe through my nose as I would be gagging like mad if I couldn't. I tried my best to keep eye contact with him and he seemed to love it.

"You love getting your throat fucked, don't you? Wait till I start fucking you. I told everyone that you like to be watched as you’re getting fucked like a whore."

He pulled his cock from my mouth and helped me to my feet. He led me to the middle of the room and made me sit on a table. He spread my legs wide open as he sat on a chair in front of me.

Something about being displayed for all to see really turned me on. The exhibitionism and the feeling of being helpless to his will really did something to me:

James spread open my pussy lips and licked me lightly. At first, it was just light licks and then he clamped his mouth over my pussy and slid his tongue deep inside my hole. I let out a scream as my body started shaking. It didn't take long for me to gush over his face. The situation and the way he expertly looked after me made for a long drawn-out and intense orgasm.

He pulled away from me and let my body relax for a minute before he climbed up on top of me. The moment I had been waiting for arrived as he slipped his cock inside me. His hands grasped my breasts as he started to slide in and out of me. It felt so good to have a cock inside me after so long and he was not disappointing as a lover. As one hand squeezed my breasts, the other held my neck, pinning me to the table as he had his way with me.

Being treated roughly so that everyone could see heightened my pleasure and he seemed to know exactly what got me off. He pounded my pussy hard, ignoring my loud groans and whimpers. I closed my eyes, savouring each pleasurable moment.

He took my hand and placed it my clit and I knew what he wanted. He wanted me to play with myself as he fucked me. I knew it would bring me to yet another orgasm quickly so I rubbed my clit hard as he seemed to fuck me for all he was worth. My orgasm quickly washed over me, sending pins and needles up from my legs and through my body.

He pulled his cock from my cunt and lifted me from the table. He turned me around and stood behind me. I could feel his wet cock against my ass as he whispered into my ear.

"See that old man over there," he pointed towards a man with white hair and short trimmed beard. "He's been watching us fuck and jerking his cock to you. He thinks you're as much a slut as I do. I'm going to show him what a whore you are."

I felt his fingers probe at my ass. First, he just rubbed my butthole, then I felt his fingers push inside my butt. He gently fingered my ass, making me feel like a real nasty whore. I was loving it and noticed that I had become the centre of attention. Everyone seemed to be looking at me, including the girl who had finished fucking her old man.

"Are you ready for my big cock in your ass now?" I nodded.

He pulled his fingers from me and gently pushed his cock all the way deep into my ass. It was so big that I could feel him stretch me out. There was a slight pain, but mostly pleasure. He held my hips, pulling me back against him. It took a minute for him to slowly drive his cock all the way into my ass, but soon I felt his chest flat against my back.

He kissed my neck, "You ready?" I nodded.

He wrapped his arms around me, one hand holding me around the waist, the other cupping my breasts. He slowly started to slide in and out of my ass. At first, he was slow and steady, and then he started to build up the speed. I started to groan as he was soon pounding my ass as hard as he could. I was in seventh heaven.

He seemed to love fucking my ass and he kept saying so as he fucked me.

"Fuck, I love this tight ass. You are my whore, all mine. I'm not going to share this ass with anyone."

His hand slipped from my waist and slid between my legs. I felt two fingers slid inside my pussy as he continued to fuck my ass. It was all too much for me and my body started to shake once more. My ass clenched tightly around his cock and I could hear him grunt into my ear. I could feel him start to shake too, and knew he was going to cum too.

"Okay, my little whore, you have a choice. I can cum in your ass or in your mouth. What do you want?"

As if to answer him I pulled away from him. He let me go and I got to my knees in front of him. I started to suck his cock as hard as I could as I cupped and caressed his huge balls. He groaned and held the back of my head. I could feel his cock pulsate on my tongue just before the first spurt of his hot, sweet spunk shot to the back of my throat. I swallowed as much as I could, sucking him at the same time.

He pulled his cock from my mouth and sat down on a chair. He motioned for me to sit on his lap, which I did. I watched as the barmaid came around with two beers and handed one to each of us. We drank our beers slowly as James rested his hand on my lap. I could feel my sweat cool down and make my body sticky.

James patted my butt and I understood what that meant. As I got up, he handed me my dress and we both got dressed. I watched as he went over to the bar and paid for our drinks, he then took me by the hand and led me out the bar.

We went back to his place, a ten-minute drive away, where we showered together and climbed into bed. He held me close and we cuddled up to each other all night long.