Wife's party boss intimate harassment

For most of my wife's spirit and nearly of our relationship, my wife Karenic has had an undiagnosed medical condition that caused her to be easy and to tope alcoholic beverage excessively, only adding to her promiscuity. On mean solar day when her medical condition got bad she would say"yes"to any guy who asked for sex, when her consideration got worse she would end up at some cheap bar drinking way too much"self medicating"and then throwing herself at the airless men, and when she drank even more she would pass out and the men would take advantage of her, taking spell raping her limp unconscious mind trunk. Other meter on the good days when she was fully conscious, the men who knew her as a strumpet would draw near her for sex only for her to decline them but then wouldn't listen to her and be intimate her anyway. Below is the true story of how I found out that her boss was sexually abusing her. It's just one of many examples of what my wife has gone through. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed coercing her to tell me about it. This story was developed from the overall verbal description of what she told me and the details I could get from her, with me filling in the"missing"details based on what I know from fucking her.

I met my married woman Karen 17 years ago at work when she was 32. I had just started a new job and she was a saleslady at the companionship. One day she walked into the way to talk to my coworker. The first thing that impressed me about her was her knocker. While they were only"B's"her thin frame of reference and low cut mingy nigrify lacy blouse with just a lilliputian bit of black lacy bra peeking out the top made them fend out. She had a nice slight waistline, long firm legs nicely exposed by her mid-short bird, and was a tall dark brunette. What a fuck I though !

She stood there and talked to my coworker for about 20 minutes. The whole time my eyes groped her breast, slid down her fragile waist to her shapely thighs, onto her firm wooden leg and back up again, looking away only when she would glance in my commission. After she was done talking to my coworker she glanced at me, smiled and turned and walked out. My eyes slid down her smooth back and cut waist onto her tight ass. For the past 20 minutes my eyes had stripped her and fucked her, my dick was so hard.

With a chuckle my co-worker asked me if I though Karen was hot. I asked if I had been that obvious and he told me yes. He told me not to worry though since Karen had a reputation of being a strumpet and had already gone out with ( fucked ) all the available men in the company and that she probably liked me checking her out.

A week later Karen and I had our inaugural date ; dinner and a picture. She was working late so I picked her up after she was done. She was dressed in a low cut white blouse and a short-change doll. She had her blouse unbuttoned low ; showing nice segmentation and her white lacy bra was peeking out just a minuscule. Her short annulus showed off her recollective smooth legs and tight ass. Dam she looked comestible ! We pulled up to the eating place and I opened the car door for her, she got out and immediately put her arm in mine as we walked into the restaurant.

We began looking at the restaurant bill of fare and Karenic told me that we didn't have to go to the movie ; we could just go back to her apartment after dinner. A few irregular later she told me that we didn't have to actually have dinner and we could just go back to her flat ( to fuck was heavily implied ). Of course I agreed and drank the rest of my vino ( I only had the chance to drink about ½ of the glass to this level ) and told the server that we decided not to have dinner party. We left and went back to her place.

The minute we got inside her flat she attacked me. She put her arms around my cervix and pulled me tight to her, forcing her sassing to mine and driving her glossa deep into my mouth. My hands immediately went to her bosom, groping and squeezing at initiatory outside her blouse and then slipping inside. Then I groped her ass. She pushed me away, took off my clothes then hers. We move to her bedroom where she pushed me down on the bed and proceeded to suck my cock. She seemed to contain great delight in satisfying me, it was although she had to try to me she knew how to absorb cock better than any other female child I ever went out with. After we were done I laid there and thought what an wanton slut fuck she was and how incredible the screw had been. This description of our first fuck is rather brief on intention since the advantageously is to come.

Starting that Night I basically moved in, I lived a few miles away and she was only a city block from the company, besides we would just go to her apartment rightfield after work and nookie. That's pretty much all we did for a few weeks.

The indorse week I was fucking Karenic I came"home"to her apartment to regain her laying movement down on her bed, still in her work apparel, crying. I lay down following to her and asked her what was damage. She told me"nothing ”. After a little coercion she told me that the owner of the company wasn't a Nice man, and that he did something"unfitting"to her. Of line I pressed her for exactly what he did and finally she told me he had touched her tits. My putz immediately grew hard ; it was a good thing that I was also laying front down on her bed. I asked her to explicate but she told me she had already told me too practically, that it was personal. I then pointed out that we had agreed to have sex only with each former and that I was upholding my end of the correspondence and so I expected her to be up front and honorable with me. With that she drooped her head low, looked down at the mattress, seemed to finger guilty and told me everything.

She told me that her boss told her to keep an eye on him back to the warehouse to discuss an upcoming job. He took her to a secluded corner of the filthy storage warehouse where he got behind her and pressed himself against her back. He then took his leave alone arm and wrapped it around her waist, pinning both her branch firmly down at her position. He then took his free decent script and reached around to her front and placed it firmly on her depart tit. He began to grope and squeeze her tit through her blouse, one then the other and back again. She told me she tried to move away but he was too impregnable and held her firm. She then told him to"lay off it"but he just told her she was a"piece of ass whore"who fucked all the men in the party and that"she loved it ”. With that she just stood there and let him enjoy her tits. As he took his clock time feeling her tits she could feel his cock growing hard as he pressed it firmly against her tight ass in slow gyrating front. After feeling both tits through the outside of her blouse he expertly undid the succeeding two buttons with his mighty script. With her blouse starting out unbuttoned provocatively low to commence with, these two additional push opened her shirt so her tits in her bra were completely opened to view. He then slid his deal down her chest, into her segmentation, and inside her bra. Her blouse being no use to celebrate him out. There he felt, fondled, groped, and squeezed her nice full tits and played with her nipples, pelt on peel, and enjoyed every minute. geezerhood after this incident Karen told me that a woman becomes sexually aroused during a Brassica napus as a"self-defense mechanism ”, so I know that her pap must bear become gruelling with her party boss performing with them just like they do when I play with them. This only made Karen more ashamed of herself since she didn't want her boss to assault her sexually but her hard teat made him think otherwise.

After taking all the time he wanted to meet with her teat he pulled his paw out of her bra and slid it down and around onto her tight ass. There he repeated the summons ; feeling, groping and squeezing her ass through her skirt. A footling while later he began pulling her skirt up ; his correctly paw pulling the material up a fist full moon at a fourth dimension, in front and then the cover and then the front again. Repeating the process until he had her wench pulled up far enough, he slipped his paw under and up the back of her annulus onto her balmy, fond ass. Karenic wore thongs in those Day and he felt, groped, and squeezed her right ass cheek skin to skin. Karen felt his dick and squeezes growing even harder.

Finally her party boss slid his hand around to her figurehead, sliding his paw over her warm pussy, with just the slight lash material between his fingers and her puss lips. I asked Karen if she was able-bodied to keep back her legs clamped closed to deny him admittance but she told me that he told her to spread her peg and that she"had"to. She obeyed and opened her pegleg just enough for her boss to slide his hand in between the top of her stage, into her warm crotch. There he played ; sliding his digit up and down the good duration of her slit lips, all the while Karenic just stood there not being capable to stop him. Her genus Bos then slipped his hand inside the presence of her thong and continued feeling her moist puss lips. From this he knew that she shaved her pussy leaving only a small patch of pubic pilus at the top. A detail she never had any intention on letting her party boss know. Also from what she told me about how a woman's"self-protection"mechanism protects her during a rape, I now know that as her boss caressed the full length of her twat sass that she became sexually aroused and wet and that her bitch slowly, over time, opened for him. Her foreman took full advantage of this and slipped his fingers thick inside her sloughy wet cunt. There she stood, motionless, helpless, having to maintain her ramification slightly open for her knob, while he felt her up at will and getting off to it. He knew exactly what she was ; a fucking whore that no-one would ever believe even if she told someone since she had already fucked every available man in the company. At the end of her telling me this she added that she noticed some of the warehouse men peeking through the store single-foot and watching with smiles.

After she fully disclosed the sexual insult her boss forced on her earliest that day I asked her if this was the first time he had done this. She told me he had started saying and then doing"inappropriate"affair to her about 1 month after she started working there. At the clip she had been working for him for a niggling over 3 years. He started by doing something"inappropriate"to her and then saw how she reacted. She told him she didn't appreciate it but he just kept it up. After she finally gave up and stopped saying anything about what he currently was doing he proceed to the next pace and recapitulate the process until he finally had her worked up to this dot. He was now taking her rachis to the lousy warehouse and belief her up 4 to 5 sentence a day ! I could see that this methodical structured approach paced over time had whittled down her self-esteem which made her even more of a target. I then asked her what she was going to do about it. She told me she couldn't do anything about it since he was the proprietor, we lived in a very lowly Ithiel Town, and if she told anyone he would just fire her and then recount his early byplay owner sidekick not to lease her since she was a trouble maker. After that she would receive no choice but to total back to her hirer and ask for her old job back. That would be much forged than it was now. She also pointed out that at every job she ever had that there was at least one man who would put her"in her place"regardless of what she accomplished. She was use to it and she accepted it. With this information I told her that I never thought I'd ever say it but I agreed that she couldn't do anything about it and it would be best if she just let her boss do whatever he wanted. She thanked me for being so intellect and told me she appreciated me listening to her. All the while I was listening to her I acted as though I was concerned and pretended that it bothered me that her chief would do such affair to her, but inside I was picturing him forcing himself on her, enjoying every word she said and filling in the details in my creative thinker. My prick was so incredibly hard.

After our lilliputian chat she fell deep asleep from relievo of the days'grievous intimate abuse stress. There I lay, look down on her bed next to her. A raging gruelling cock and looking at her in her easygoing blouse and bird, the Saami outfit she had on when her boss violated her earliest that day. I especially enjoyed running my eyes slowly down her back, onto her reduce waist, onto her pie-eyed ass, and then onto her easy, warmly, shapely legs. Fuck this was driving me loony ! I gave her 30 minutes to get into a deep sleep and then I placed my hired hand on the small of her back. I felt the smooth curve of her spinal column rising slowly up to her soaked ass. I slid my hand up onto her ass, rubbed and squeezed a little, and then slid it further down onto the dorsum of her soft, warm legs. I rubbed her branch and ass for a bit, picturing her chief holding her still, feeling her tits, ass, and cunt while grinding his hard cock against her ass crack. Finally I slid my hand down and grabbed the tush of her skirt and began pulling it up. It came up a little but then stopped from the weight of her laying on it. I sat up and with both hands pulled her skirt up. I pulled it up above her ass, up to her thin shank. Her ass was now fully exposed, her raised chick and flip-flop not providing any cover. I sat and stared at her ass for a bit before I got up and took all my wearing apparel off. I then sat down on the bed next to her pegleg and picked up and spread one, then the former leg wide open up. She was tall and lean but anytime I moved her legs while she slept it always felt like they were made of wakeless sandbags. I could now see up her legs, that exposed tight ass, into her genitalia, and her G-string covered cunt. I lay down between her pegleg and positioning my face just below her ass. I took my finger and began rubbing her cunt from bottom, through her thong. I moved my face, my nose, last to her cunt and smelled her. I smelled the pussy that her gaffer had violated with his fingerbreadth earlier that day. That thought made my turncock grow even harder. I began softly humping the bed between her legs while I sniffed and felt her cunt lips. I could feel the interior of her warm legs close to my buttock as I sniffed her cunt. I could feel the hot moist olfactory property from her pussy trapped against my expression. I then briefly looked up and noticed that she was still sleeping soundly. I then slipped a fingerbreadth under her thong and pulled it to the face, exposing that well used whore's pussy. I pushed my face, nose, and tongue into her crotch from behind, stabbing my wet hungry lingua trench between her cunt mouth. With this she moved just a piffling. I began lapping rapidly at her pussy, feeling the interior of her warm soppy wet spread head open cunt back talk sliding on my boldness as I held her lash to the side with one hand while slipping the fingerbreadth of my other helping hand along and inside her violated cunt. The whole clock time I did this I kept picturing her boss holding her still, taking his fourth dimension and enjoying feeling every part of her body that he desired. While she"had"to just remain firm there and let him. Finally my overlapping at her pussy became extremely rapid and recondite and she awoke, raised her ass, spread her legs more, and began pushing her pussy up and down on my brass. I sat up, grabbed her around her thin waist, pulled her ass mellow into the air, and tug my toilsome tool deep into her lose, wet, whorish cunt, the unharmed time picturing her political boss enjoying violating her. I came faster and harder than I ever had before.

In the hebdomad to come Karen, my future wife, would tell me about all the other things that her boss had already done to her and the new things he would do as time progressed. With every few passing game calendar week her chief pushed a little more and never backed off. She began to swear me more and would intrust in me all the sexual abuse he forced upon her, appreciating that I was so caring and understanding. The whole sentence I loved the verbal description of every detail I could get and whenever she would not, or could not separate me about the bad things he did to her I reminded her that I supported her 100 % and I expected her to be completely open and honest with me. With this I was able to get enough details to get a full photo of what he did and I worked at her to keep on her working there for him and not doing anything to stop him. She worked for him for another year and a half.

This is only one of many sexual experiences my wife provided me .