“I’m so glad your back is feeling better Mrs. Wilson. Just keep doing those home exercises like we talked about and it’ll keep feeling better. I’ll see you next week. Have a great afternoon!” Sophie said to the elderly patient she had just finished a session with. 

She walked back to her office in the back, hoping to knock out the rest of her notes quickly since her last appointment of the day had canceled. She wanted to get home to have time to pick up before James got home.

They had spent most of the weekend in the bedroom after she went out with Hank. James couldn’t seem to get enough of her and her own libido seemed to be on fire. She didn’t know how long it would stay like this but she was enjoying it for the moment and she wasn’t sure if James was going to come home this afternoon and want to drag her back into bed. 

“Well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes,” a booming voice said from the door to her office. She spun around in her desk chair but she already knew who it was. There was no mistaking his voice for anyone else.

“Richard, what are you doing here? You don’t have an appointment today,” she said warily.

“No, I just came in to see you,” he said. “Your husband dragged you out the other night before I got to keep my promise.”

Sophie felt herself swallow hard, knowing exactly what he was talking about. She remembered exactly what he had told her before the poker game. 

“Do a good job tonight and I’ll fuck you until you can’t remember your husband’s name,” he had said. It wasn’t the kind of line you forget about and it was something that Richard had clearly intended to do before she and James rushed out suddenly.

“This is my work, Richard,” she said, keeping her voice down so that the girl working the front desk wouldn’t overhear anything. “Keep your voice down so she doesn’t hear you. Or better yet, just go.”

He stepped toward where she was sitting and she reflexively leaned back away from him as he towered over her. “You go out with Hank the other night but now you don’t have time for me, sweetheart?” he asked her.

“You don’t own me, Richard,” she told him defiantly. “I can do what I want.”

“Tell the front desk girl to go home,” he ordered her.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” she said, worried as she saw the hungry look in his eyes again as she looked up at him. His large frame was completely blocking any view out of the office.

“We both know you want it,” he said as he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out right in front of her face. He was only half hard and it already looked enormous this close to her face. She felt herself blush as she looked at it. It was so big and she vividly remembered how it had felt, but she had told James she wouldn’t do anything without talking to him. 

“I can’t,” she said but even she felt like her answer was unconvincing. Her eyes remained glued on it as he started slowly stroking himself. It just kept growing, fatter and longer. Neither of them was speaking as she sat in front of him, watching. He moved a step closer to her, bringing the tip of his cock so close to her that the tip brushed ever so slightly against her bottom lip.

“I can’t,” she said even less convincingly than before. She could tell from his body language that Richard was losing his patience. He stared at her for a few seconds and then his large, rough hand reached out and grabbed her by the hair. It wasn’t forceful, but it wasn’t gentle either as he forced her head forward.

Sophie knew she needed to talk to James but a moment later she found Richard’s cock pushing its way into her mouth and she opened her lips to let it in.

“Ughh, shit. That’s it,” Richard groaned as he held her head with one hand and started pumping his cock into her mouth. She had never liked blowjobs but this was hard to even call a blowjob as Richard was holding her head in place and driving his cock in as deep as he could get it. She put a hand on each of his hips as she tried to brace herself to have a little control of how deep he was going.

“I told you that first night that I was going to fuck you here, didn’t I?” he asked. It was rhetorical since the only response he got was the sound of slurping as his cock gagged her. Sophie was just focusing on keeping her gag reflex in check as Richard seemed to be doing his best to determine if she had a limit. This was so fucking degrading, Sophie thought to herself. Richard took his phone out and held it above her face as if he was taking a picture. She couldn’t really protest in her current position, though. 

“You’ve been missing my big cock, huh? I could tell the other night that your husband hasn’t been taking care of you properly. You wanted it bad that night,” he said as if he was trying to taunt her. Sophie’s eyes were watering, and she couldn’t keep it up forever because it was hard to breathe, but damn it if she wasn’t feeling herself getting wet even as his comments made her angry.

Finally, needing to breathe, Sophie pushed him away, giving herself a foot or so of separation so she could speak. “Richard, I have to ask James,” she managed to get out between panting breaths as she tried to catch her wind. It felt like she was asking the man for permission to ask her husband if it was okay. It seemed doubtful that Richard cared about James’ answer.

“Then fucking ask him,” Richard said, letting go of her hair. She stood and went around him quickly out of the office. A quick look toward the front to make sure nobody was too close and then Sophie dialed James on her phone. It rang for a minute but he didn’t answer. She tried again, still it rang until it went to voicemail. James should almost be done with work, she thought. She tried one more time and again the same.

She typed out a quick message to him. “Hey, Richard showed up to my work. I need you to call me back.” Sophie took a few deep breaths to center herself. She couldn’t let the man walk all over her like that again. But she needed James to answer her. While she waited, she decided to at least deal with one problem. She wiped her eyes and walked to the front, poking her head into the foyer.

“Hey Jess,” Sophie said to the front desk girl. “Why don’t you just head home early? I’ll lock up here.”

“Are you sure?” the girl asked, unsure but happy about the chance to leave early.

“Yeah, I’ve got it. Go ahead and get out of here. I’ll see you tomorrow,” she told her.

“Okay, thanks!” the girl said as she got her things together to get ready to leave for the day.

Sophie watched her walk out and once she was out of sight, she walked over and clicked the door locked. She hated herself for wanting the feeling of him being buried in her, stretching her out but it was there and she couldn’t deny it to herself. She knew she needed to work on control though. She took a minute, hoping that James would answer her before she returned to her office where he was waiting.

When he still hadn’t read the message, she resolved that she would tell him he had to leave. She couldn’t do this without James’ blessing. She walked back into the office, where he was sitting there in her chair with his cock still out.

"Well, what did that husband of yours say?” he asked. Sophie didn’t like how he taunted them and she didn’t like the smug attitude the man had about everything. She had regained some of her composure and felt like she had a handle on herself. She hated how badly she wanted this asshole inside her again, to let him take her, to give her an orgasm so intense that she almost passed out. 

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James walked out his meeting with the assistant principal and felt himself relax. Another solid performance review meant he would be safe from the effects of any budget issues for the county. He strolled back to his classroom, enjoying knowing how appreciated he was by the administration. Once he unlocked the door and propped it open for the last hour of the day. He took a seat in his chair and opened the drawer, fishing out a stack of ungraded papers he needed to finish.

Things were really on the upswing. Work was good, they had more money than he had ever expected, and now he and Sophie had been going at it like rabbits the last few days. It seemed that even with just the teasing of her getting a drink with Hank had been enough to fuel a weekend worth of passion. Hank had sure bragged a lot about how she had agreed to see him again sometime while all of the others had ribbed him for not closing the deal already. James had enjoyed reading those again between rounds in bed with the woman they all wanted so badly.

He had left his phone in the drawer during his meeting. Now as he picked it up to get to the papers, he saw three missed calls from Sophie and a slew of text messages. Concerned, he opened Sophie’s first and read it. Richard. James felt a mix of anger at the man’s boldness with his wife and desire as he thought about what could happen.

“Oh shit,” James said and quickly covered the screen with his hand until he could get up and run over to close the door to his room. He put his back to the door to keep it closed and looked at the picture again. The picture was from above as it looked down on Sophie with a fat cock in her mouth. Her emerald eyes were only halfway open with her mascara already running. A large hand was wrapped up in her hair. No mistaking that mitt for a hand.

He must have taken too long to answer her, he thought. He knew they had said that he had to agree before, but fuck the picture was so hot and so slutty.

Cliff had responded to it, “Holy fuck. Is that right now?" 

“Yeah,” Richard had answered just a minute before. Messages were still coming in as James tried to read the ones he had missed. 

“Hank, looks like you got shorted on this one,” Arthur said.

“I told you she didn’t care about how charming you are,” Richard said in another message.

“Goddamn,” was all Hank said in his message.

“I never would have imagined her being such a slut,” Ben said in one of his rare messages to the group. He was by far the least active of the group and it made James very nervous when he joined the discussions about Sophie. “If I had known, I would have had her doing that all the time when she was in college,” Ben said in a second message.

“Fuck, talk about regret. I don’t know if I could live with myself knowing that I missed that opportunity,” Cliff said.

“More?” Arthur asked.

He dialed his wife and waited a moment while it rang.

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“Richard, you nee-,” she stopped as her phone started ringing. Sophie looked down to see it was from James. “To give me a minute.” She finished, stepping out of the office again.

“James, thank God,” she said with relief.

“Sorry I was in a meeting without my phone,” he said. “What is Richard doing there?”

“He just showed up. He’s being really pushing about wanting something to happen, James,” she admitted to him. “I need to tell you, things have already happened.” She couldn’t keep it from James. He was right. They needed to be completely honest with each other.

“What happened?” he asked her cautiously.

She took a deep breath and told him while he listened in silence. “What do you want to do now, Soph? Do you want to? Do you want to fuck him in your office?” She was a bit stunned by his question but even more stunned hearing her own answer out loud.

“Am I a total slut if I say yes?” she asked him quietly, fighting back the guilt that threatened to make change her mind.

“No, not at all,” he said reassuringly. “It’s so hot even thinking about it, Soph.”

She thought for a moment and smiled. “Okay, but hear me out. I have an idea.” She finished her conversation with James and walked back into the office where Richard was seated.

“Well, what did he say sweetheart?” Richard asked again with his smug look.  

Sophie slowly untucked her scrub top from her pants and ran her fingers along the waistband of the pants, pulling them down a few inches to give him a view of the white lace underneath her black scrubs.

“He asked which app you’d like to pay on,” she said with a smile, enjoying the surprise on Richard’s face as the smug look disappeared. It was clear that he hadn’t expected this at all.

“You’re fucking joking,” Richard said in his loud voice.

“Completely serious,” Sophie said as she kept teasing him with the sight of her panties.

“Ha, nah, I don’t think so. I don’t pay for the same pussy twice,” he said gruffly.

“Okay then,” Sophie said, pulling her pants back up and starting to tuck her scrub top back in.

Richard almost growled at her as he watched her put her clothes back in order. “Fuck, fine,” he huffed. She almost laughed out loud watching the man struggle with the loss of control and having to cave so quickly.

“I’ll text it to James,” he said as he pulled his phone out and typed for a minute before putting it up. “Now come over here.” The large man was still sitting in her office chair, leaned back with his pants undone and his large cock sticking up in the air where he had been stroking it to keep it at attention.

“Not yet,” she said. “You have to pay first.” His face contorted even more. She was getting a serious amount of enjoyment out of this game. Instead of him making demands, she would be the one making the rules today. “Text James what you want and he’ll send you the money request,” she said as she took a step closer, “but be specific. And once you pay, then you’ll get what you want – but you have to take a picture and send it to James.”

Richard stared at her incredulously before he answered. “I want you to get on your knees and suck my cock,” he said forcefully.

“Then tell James that and see what the price is,” she said, gaining confidence by the second. The man typed as quickly as he could on his phone and hit send. A minute later, his phone dinged.

“Hmmph,” he grunted as he looked at it. “There. Paid,” he said as he showed her the screen for confirmation. If she was going to let him get what he wanted then she wanted to be sure that he was the one who had to beg for it. She dropped to her knees in front of him and grabbed the base of his cock to steady it while she wrapped her lips around his shaft and started sucking his cock.

Sophie couldn’t believe she was doing this in her office at work of all places. God she felt so slutty but as twisted as it was, she sort of liked feeling this way. She looked up at his phone as he took a picture of her for her husband.

Her twenty-six-year-old mouth worked up and down his shaft, drawing groans from the older man as he focused on enjoying it. She didn’t take as much in her mouth as he had forced in earlier but it was still significantly tougher than when she did this for her husband. Richard’s girth was no joke. Sophie gave it her all, doing her best to get him ready for what he would want next. She wanted him so horny that he would agree to anything that James demanded.     

“Damn, bitch, you’re too good at that,” Richard told her as he watched her work. “Take that shirt off and let me see those tits again,” he ordered her. Sophie didn’t take her mouth off of his cock but pointed with her free hand at his phone that he had set on her desk.

“Fuck, really?” he asked.

“Mghmmhmm,” she managed to moan around his cock. He grabbed his phone and fired off another text to her husband while she kept going. A minute later he confirmed to her that he had paid the next amount. With that, Sophie put her arms up and let him pull her scrub top off. He flung it aside as she undid her bra and dropped it.

“Fucking hell,” he said as he grabbed one of them while she took him back in her mouth.

“Picture,” she said quickly before licking the tip of his cock again. He took a picture of her again, this time with her topless on her knees.

It wasn’t long before he could tell he was getting antsy for more though.

“You ready for my cock?” he asked her. God was she. She could feel how wet she was and wanted nothing more than to let him fuck her, but that wasn’t the game.  

“Mhmmm,” she moaned as she took a breather, stroking him with her hand while she looked up at him.

“Come up here,” he said, pulling her to her feet and pulling down her scrub pants to reveal the white lace thong she was wearing. His impatience was palpable as he pulled the thong down roughly. She kicked the thong off of her foot and it landed on the corner of her computer screen.

Richard’s hands grabbed her by the waist and pulled her until she was straddling him in her chair. “No, not for free,” she said as she kept her hips up off of him, out of reach of the cock that was searching for her opening.

Again, the man seemed to have thought she would have forgotten herself and seemed frustrated that she had kept to her word about him having to pay for what he wanted. He sent the message and a moment later his phone dinged again. He showed her the payment he had sent James and she lowered herself a little, feeling the head of his cock split her lips as he was about to enter. It didn’t feel right though. Shit.

“Do you have a condom?” she asked him with panic, remembering herself at the last moment. She couldn’t believe that she had forgotten something that important. She wanted to feel him push inside her so bad but that shit how could she have forgotten that?

Richard laughed at her. “No, I paid for it. I want to feel that pussy today,” he said gruffly.

Sophie tried to move off of him but he held her in place. “I’ll pay extra,” he told her, holding her where she was with one hand while he typed with the other. “Let’s see what James says it’s worth.”

“Richard, I’m not on birth control,” she told him. He didn’t answer as he continued to type. After he hit send, they both waited as his cock continued to tease her opening. Seconds felt like an eternity. Hell, maybe it wasn’t that big of a risk, she thought. She could get something for an emergency but then she thought about how many times James had emptied himself into her over the weekend, they could already be pregnant. This was just too unexpected today.

Richard leaned forward and took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked on it. Uh, this was torture to wait. His cock was so close, she thought as she closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling. She lowered her hips down an almost imperceptible amount, letting the tip press harder at the opening, not quite stretching her to make its way in.

DING. James had responded. She opened her eyes and saw the ear-to-ear grin on Richard’s face. “Looks like we have a deal,” he said. He turned the phone toward her and she looked at it. He had paid what James had requested. She looked for the tag to make sure and shit, Richard had tagged it as “no condom.” James had given her permission but it still seemed like a terrible idea.

“Ohhh,” she moaned as Richard used his hands to rub the tip of his cock against her pussy. She needed to feel him inside her. She needed it now but she still wanted to be careful if she could.

“But you have to pull out when you cummmm,” she moaned as he pushed his way inside of her, stretching her in a mix of agony and bliss. Working its way into the deep part of her that James just couldn’t reach.

“God damn,” Richard said as he started guiding Sophie’s hips up and down. Making her take his cock in the rhythm that he wanted. His large hands gripped her tightly, moving up to her sides. They felt huge compared to her slender waist as they wrapped around her. She couldn’t get enough of that feeling of him being inside of her.

She could feel it building in her, the heat, the pleasure as she rode him in her office. His cock was hitting the perfect spot as she could feel herself losing herself to the feeling. All she could think about was reaching that peak that was coming.

Up and down bounced, her breasts bouncing with the rough pace. She was getting closer. “I knew you’ve been needing this. You’ve been thinking about it, haven’t you?” he asked her.

Sophie didn’t know why. She just couldn’t seem to stop herself from answering him.

“Mhmmm, yeah,” she moaned as she bounced a few more times on his rod. After all it was the truth. She had thought about it more times than she wished to admit. 

“I bet you think about it when you’re with your husband, wishing it was mine,” he said, taunting her again. This time, she managed not to answer him. Richard responded by wrapping his arms under her legs and lifting her up, laying her on her back on her desk. He pushed her legs open wider as he took a more dominant position. She was lying on top of the papers on her desk as he started driving into her from a standing position, fucking her hard.

Every time he thrust into her, she was being pushed back into the computer screen. He was merciless as he kept up the same powerful pace that he had the first time and she couldn’t have resisted it if she had wanted to.

“I’m going to cum,” she told him. “Don’t stop.” He smiled and obliged, pounding her on the desk she used every day at work. Fucking her like a slut while her doctoral degree looked down from the wall on the sinful display. But it was so fucking good. That’s when she noticed that he was taking another picture of her.

“Don’t worry, I’m getting my money’s worth today,” he said as he grimaced with the effort. She hoped that James enjoyed the pictures as much as she was enjoying it.  

“Yes, yes, yes,” she panted before her release. “YESSSSS,” she moaned loudly as she came, letting herself enjoy the moment, all of her guilt a distant memory. Anyone in the building would have heard her, but thankfully, they had the whole place to themselves.

Richard didn’t let her enjoy the post-orgasm moment, though. He picked her up off the desk and carried her out into the gym.

“What are you doing?” she asked him, confused as he set her down on her back on one of the workout benches in the middle of the gym. He pushed her legs back with his hands, giving him an incredibly deep angle to drive into her as he bottomed out in her.

“Oh, OH, shit. Richard, it’s so deep! Oh God,” she had her hands on his belly to try to keep him from going too deep but it didn’t matter. He was making her take every inch every single thrust and he was thrusting hard into her. As she started to get acclimated to the new depth she could feel the tension relax and the pleasure start to pick up again.

He was fucking her so hard but God it felt amazing. She knew if he could keep it up, she was going to cum again soon. Richard dutifully managed to get the phone out again and take pictures as she had told him to so James could see everything.

“Shit!” Sophie exclaimed as she suddenly slipped off the side of the bench as his thrust hammered into her. She fell halfway to the ground before he caught her. Richard lifted her easily, manhandling her like she weighed almost nothing. He didn’t put her back on the bench but carried her effortlessly in the direction of the front foyer.

“Richard, no!” she said, realizing what he was doing. “People can see through the windows!”

He set her down on her feet and bent her over the reception desk, looking out at the parking lot through the tall windows in the front. Anyone who walked close by could see them and it was just a matter of time. She felt his large hand wrap around her ponytail, firmly gripping her golden blonde hair. Her breasts were pressed against the paper calendar that the front desk girls used to make appointments before they went into the computer system.

“Richard, not here - Ohhhhh,” her protest morphed into a moan of pleasure as he buried himself back into her from behind, filling her up again in that way that she had been craving so badly all these weeks. He started fucking her hard while pulling her by her hair back onto his cock like he had last time. Her ponytail made it even easier for him this time.

He was merciless as he rammed it into her again and again. “You were saying?” he asked her but she couldn’t answer him. The feeling of his cock inside her was overwhelming. She could barely think at all as she felt the build-up again. The only sound in the room was the slapping of their bodies together as the older man took her from behind. She couldn’t see him behind her but she heard the click of the camera on his phone and knew he was taking another picture.

“When you come to work from now on, I want you to know that I fucked you everywhere you look. I fucked you on your desk,” he told her, “I fucked you in the gym.” His thrusts were even more frantic as he talked to her. “And I’ve fucked you right here.” She felt so dirty as he said it. It was like he was marking his territory, but she still struggled to believe he had her bent over the front desk of the clinic she had worked so hard to get.

“So when your husband, or Hank, or whoever fucks you next, I want you to remember whose pussy this is,” he told her without stopping.

 “Ohhhh,” she was so close now as her hands spread out over the desk, gripping the front of it until her knuckles turned white.

“Tell me whose pussy it is,” he demanded from her.

“It’s yours. It’s yours,” she let out. Sophie hated it, but at this moment, it was true. It was so wrong, though, so… so… she never finished the thought as she came hard for the second time of the afternoon.

Her legs trembled as she felt everything tighten. A surge of pleasure spread out through her body and she felt her vision get blurry and her mind go blank. When the pleasure stopped, she felt almost numb, barely aware that the old man was still pumping inside of her at a frantic pace.

“Ughh,” Richard moaned, bringing her back to reality.

“Wait, you have to pull out!” she said as she turned to separate herself from him. She was a split second too late as she felt his hot cum shoot deep inside her womb. His cock slipped out of her as she moved away from him in a panic. The second rope shot across the desk.

“Shit, Richard,” she said as she looked down between her legs, regaining her sense of what was going on. She looked out the window and realized again that anyone walking by would see her standing there completely naked with cum dribbling between her legs. She hurried and pulled him by the arm into the back, out of view before that happened.

She grabbed her scrubs and went to the bathroom, doing her best to clean herself up and get as much of his misfire out of her as she could. By the time she came back out, he was fully dressed and about to leave.

“I hope your husband enjoys the pictures. Let me know when you want to take some more,” he said, giving her a wave and heading out without another word.

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James still stood with his back to the door of his classroom, eyes fixed to his phone. Nothing else in the world mattered at this point.

It had been so hot messaging Richard back and forth, knowing what the man wanted and getting to demand the price. All he knew was that they would have a very nice vacation on Richard.

Then he got to watch as picture after picture of Sophie came to him from Richard. Her blowing him in her office, her getting fucked on her desk, even out in the gym. He studied the pictures as they came in, trying to piece it all together. It was so unbelievably fucking hot. She looked like a goddess in the photos, better than anything he could have imagined.

He had texted Sophie again but she hadn’t answered yet. It had only been the pictures from Richard so far, but now the show seemed to be over and he was eager to know more about what happened. He sat down at his desk with only a few more minutes before his last class of the day.

His phone vibrated again. Another text from Richard, but it was to the group chat and when he opened it, it was a video. His heart started racing and he felt his cock pushed to the extreme of how hard it could get.  

He played the video. In it, Sophie was bent over the desk in front of Richard while he held her ponytail in his fist, fucking her from behind. She looked incredible. Her athletic ass was bouncing with the rhythm of his thrusts as his cock disappeared into her again and again. Her slender midsection made her ass look even more exaggerated in the video.

“So when your husband, or Hank, or whoever fucks you next, I want you to remember whose pussy this is,” Richard’s booming voice said. James swallowed hard as he strained to listen.

In the video, Sophie moaned and gripped the front of the desk as he saw the tell-tale signs of her about to have a powerful orgasm. Richard, however, wasn’t done talking.

“Tell me whose pussy it is,” he demanded from her.

“It’s yours. It’s yours,” his wife let out in a desperate voice. He knew how she lost herself in these moments but damn, Sophie, he thought.

“Wait, Richard, her fucking HUSBAND?!” Cliff asked. James felt himself stiffen. Fucking Richard. That fucking bastard was going to fuck this up for them. 

“Well fuck me then, I guess,” Hank said in another text.

“But honestly, who cares. I gotta have a turn with her!” Cliff added a second later.

“Wow. Just wow. She’s gotta be a pro, right?” Arthur asked.

“I think it’s well past due that I also get to know her better,” Ben said. “I’ve been dreaming about that body for years.”

James could do nothing but watch as messages poured in from the men.