Once again I was home alone, horny and confused.  I had told Carol I was falling in love with her but she had brushed it aside by again saying 'too soon.'  I didn't even fuck her or, more importantly, make love to her.  I made myself a martini and sat and contemplated the whole Carol thing.  She was the smartest, most beautiful and sexiest woman I had ever met.  Although it was clear she loved having sex with multiple men.  What did that say about me?

I went to her apartment to pick her up for work the next morning.  She greeted me cheerily.  She was wearing her kimono and bright red panties.  I went into her bedroom while she finished getting dressed.  The room smelled of sex from the night before and her black dildo, Jake, was on her nightstand.  I wondered if she had used Jake after I left. 

I put my arms around her and stroked her naked tits and nuzzled her neck with light kisses.  I felt some reluctance on her part so I stepped back.  She smiled at me in the mirror and pulled her dress on over her head.  When she got up to leave she pecked me on the cheek.

She said, "I don't need a ride tonight.  I'm going to dinner with Ralph."

I said, "Ralph who?  The marketing director?"

She nodded yes.  I asked if this was a date.  She just shrugged and told me she had gone out with Ralph a few times. 

I was in a funk all day.  In the afternoon she dropped by my cubicle and sat on my desk.  She flashed her red panties and smirked at me.  I was going crazy.  I left work and instead of going home I went to my neighborhood bar.  Bill, the bartender was an old friend of mine. 

When there was a lull at the bar he came over to me and asked where I'd been.  I told him I had met someone special.  He asked if he knew her.  I said I didn't think so.  He asked where she was and I told him she was out on a date.  He looked at me with a question in his eyes.  I told him don't ask.

After a few drinks, I went home to an empty apartment.  I watched some TV and generally sat there in a funk.  I went to bed early.  I started to masturbate to Carol's images, but couldn't even get an erection.  Once again I had crazy dreams filled with erotic images.  I woke up a few times during the night and had a hard time going back to sleep.   

I got up in a bad mood the next morning.  I thought about not picking Carol up, but I was caught in her spell.

I went to her apartment and she opened the door with nothing on.  I looked at her.  She had bright bite marks and small bruises on her tits and neck.  Her cheeks were bruised and her eyes looked battered.  When she turned around her ass had red paddle marks on them.  On her dresser, there were nipple clamps, Jake and a spanking paddle.  Jake had a residue of cum all over it.  On the floor was a tiny leather skirt and halter top and her red panties were ripped apart.  The room reeked of sex.

I asked, "What was that all about?" 

She said, "Ralph likes it a little rough."

I asked, "Do you like it rough?"

She said, "Sometimes it hurts so bad it becomes pleasure.  The nipple clamps are especially erotic and when Ralph spanks me  I cum all over his lap.  I keep the paddle around for him.  He makes me cum so hard I feel like an erotic toy.  When he fucks me it's like he's driving me to another level of orgasm.  When he bites me it's like he's going to devour me. 

"When we got back from dinner he had me change into the leather skirt and halter.  Then he had me give him a lap dance and he tore my red panties off.  He pushed me against the wall, lifted my skirt, tore off my halter and kept telling me I was a whore while he fucked me.  When he tugs on the nipple clamps my tits feel like they're on fire.  Sometimes he fucks me in the ass and I feel so full of cock."

She went on, "Dick, you must know I love sex.  I want sex every day in every way I can get it.  You probably think I'm a slut and I guess in some ways I am.  I've loved cock since the first time I had sex with a boy.  I had just turned eighteen and was full of dumb ideas about sex.  He was experienced and knew how to use his cock.  I came the first time and nearly every time since.  I'm addicted to sex."  

As she was saying all this she had a faraway look in her eyes and a small smile on her face.

I was shocked.  The woman of my dreams was tearing my heart apart.

I told her, "You can't go to work looking like that."

Carol said, "A little makeup and a scarf and I'll be okay.  Besides, Ralph wants me to meet him in his office.  When he says that I know he'll bend me over his desk, spank me until I cum then fuck me like an animal.  I don't do this a lot but when I do, I love the sex."

I couldn't believe I was hearing this from Carol.  She looked at me and saw I was shocked.  She told me there was a lot I didn't know about her.  She came over to me and gave me a hot tongue kiss and I could taste the cum on her breath.  She grabbed my hand and put it on her cunt.  Her cunt was hot and slippery. 

I was falling into a vortex of sex I had never imagined.  My mind was swimming.  How could I love someone like her?  My mind was racing but my cock was steel-hard.  Carol saw the tent in my pants and smirked.

She said, "Dick, we don't have time right now for sex, but tonight we will and you'll love it.  My cunt will be full of Ralph's cum and my ass will be beet red.  You know he isn't the only other guy I fuck."

I drove her into the office and we each went to our cubicles.  Carol spent most of the morning working with her team on the new application.  She went to lunch with the senior management men.  She came back a little tipsy.  She came to my cubicle and sat on the desk flaunting her cunt.  She had taken her panties off. 

Mid-afternoon, I saw her go into Ralph's office.  They closed and locked the door.  I couldn't stand it and I went by the office and stopped and listened.  I could hear a muffled groan and a slapping sound.  I looked around and no one else was paying any attention.

One of the guys on my team took me aside and said, "Do you know what they're doing in there?" 

I was humiliated.  They knew I had fallen hard for her.  When I went back to my cubicle my cock was iron hard and my breathing shallow. 

Carol didn't come out of Ralph's office until closing time.  She had a flushed look on her face.  Generally, she looked freshly fucked.  I drove her home and went up to her apartment.