wife's boss sexual harassment

For nigh of my married woman's spirit and near of our relationship, my wife Karenic has had an undiagnosed medical condition that caused her to be promiscuous and to drink intoxicant excessively, only adding to her promiscuousness. On twenty-four hours when her medical precondition got bad she would say"yes"to any guy who asked for sex, when her circumstance got regretful she would end up at some sleazy bar drinking way too much"self medicating"and then throwing herself at the closest men, and when she drank even more she would pass out and the men would occupy advantage of her, taking turns raping her limp unconscious body. early times on the commodity sidereal day when she was fully conscious, the men who knew her as a slut would draw close her for sex only for her to turn down them but then wouldn't listen to her and fuck her anyway. Below is the truthful story of how I found out that her genus Bos 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 practically as I enjoyed coercing her to tell me about it. This write up was developed from the boilers suit description of what she told me and the detail 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 old age ago at work when she was 32. I had just started a new job and she was a saleswoman at the company. One day she walked into the elbow room to talk to my coworker. The first thing that impressed me about her was her tits. While they were only"B's"her thin skeletal frame and low cut closely black lacy blouse with just a piddling bit of smuggled lacy bra peeking out the top made them stand out. She had a nice thin waist, long firm legs nicely exposed by her mid-short doll, and was a tall iniquity brunette. What a roll in the hay I though !

She stood there and talked to my coworker for about 20 minutes. The whole time my heart groped her nipple, slid down her thin waistline to her shapely thighs, onto her firm pegleg and back up again, looking away only when she would peek in my direction. After she was done talking to my coworker she glanced at me, smiled and turned and walked out. My eyes slid down her fluid back and thin shank onto her tight ass. For the past 20 bit my eyes had stripped her and fucked her, my cock was so hard.

With a chuckle my colleague asked me if I though Karenic 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 hussy and had already gone out with ( fucked ) all the usable men in the company and that she probably liked me checking her out.

A calendar week later Karenic and I had our inaugural date ; dinner and a movie. She was working late so I picked her up after she was done. She was dressed in a low cut whiten blouse and a short skirt. She had her blouse unbuttoned low ; showing nice segmentation and her White River lacy bra was peeking out just a small. Her shortly skirt showed off her long smooth legs and squiffy ass. Dam she looked edible ! We pulled up to the restaurant 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 eating place menus and Karenic told me that we didn't have to go to the movie ; we could just go back to her apartment after dinner party. A few seconds later she told me that we didn't have to actually accept dinner and we could just go back to her flat ( to fuck was heavily implied ). Of course of study I agreed and drank the sleep of my wine ( I only had the chance to drink about ½ of the glass to this point ) and told the waiter that we decided not to have dinner party. We left and went back to her place.

The jiffy we got inside her flat she attacked me. She put her arms around my neck and pulled me blind drunk to her, forcing her lips to mine and driving her tongue deep into my mouthpiece. My hands immediately went to her tits, groping and squeezing at starting time 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 imbibe my cock. She seemed to take great delight in satisfying me, it was although she had to evidence to me she knew how to suck cock better than any former girl I ever went out with. After we were done I laid there and thought what an easy adulteress fuck she was and how incredible the piece of tail had been. This description of our first fuck is rather abbreviated on intention since the best is to come.

Starting that night I basically moved in, I lived a few international mile away and she was only a engine block from the company, besides we would just go to her apartment right after work and screwing. That's pretty much all we did for a few weeks.

The second week I was fucking Karen I came"dwelling"to her flat to find her laying front down on her bed, still in her oeuvre clothes, crying. I lay down succeeding to her and asked her what was wrong. She told me"nothing ”. After a little coercion she told me that the owner of the society wasn't a nice man, and that he did something"inappropriate"to her. Of form I pressed her for exactly what he did and finally she told me he had touched her titty. My prick immediately grew hard ; it was a just thing that I was also laying front down on her bed. I asked her to explain but she told me she had already told me too much, that it was personal. I then pointed out that we had agreed to have sex only with each other and that I was upholding my end of the agreement and so I expected her to be up front and honorable with me. With that she drooped her headland low, looked down at the mattress, seemed to finger guilty and told me everything.

She told me that her chief told her to follow him back to the warehouse to discuss an upcoming job. He took her to a secluded corner of the filthy warehouse where he got behind her and pressed himself against her binding. He then took his provide arm and wrapped it around her waistline, pinning both her blazonry firmly down at her side of meat. He then took his give up correctly deal and reached around to her front man and placed it firmly on her odd tit. He began to grope and thrust her tit through her blouse, one then the other and back again. She told me she tried to travel away but he was too strong and held her firm. She then told him to"contain it"but he just told her she was a"piece of tail whore"who fucked all the men in the company and that"she loved it ”. With that she just stood there and let him enjoy her tits. As he took his clip feeling her tits she could feel his dick growing hard as he pressed it firmly against her compressed ass in tiresome gyrating bm. After feeling both nipple through the outside of her blouse he expertly undid the next two buttons with his right bridge player. With her blouse starting out unbuttoned provocatively low to commence with, these two extra clitoris opened her shirt so her tits in her bra were completely heart-to-heart to view. He then slid his hired hand down her dresser, into her cleavage, and inside her bra. Her blouse being no use to continue him out. There he felt, fondled, groped, and squeezed her nice fully tits and played with her pap, cutis on peel, and enjoyed every moment. Years after this incident Karenic told me that a woman becomes sexually aroused during a rape as a"self-defense mechanism ”, so I know that her mamilla must deliver become hard with her party boss playing with them just like they do when I play with them. This solely made Karen more ashamed of herself since she didn't want her gaffer to break her sexually but her grueling nipples made him think otherwise.

After taking all the time he wanted to bring with her tits he pulled his hired man out of her bra and slid it down and around onto her tight ass. There he repeated the operation ; feeling, groping and squeezing her ass through her bird. A slight piece later he began pulling her skirt up ; his right hand pulling the material up a fist wide-cut at a metre, in front and then the back and then the front again. Repeating the operation until he had her skirt pulled up far enough, he slipped his hand under and up the cover of her skirt onto her easy, fond ass. Karenic wore lash in those days and he felt, groped, and squeezed her right ass boldness skin to scramble. Karen felt his cock and squeezes growing even harder.

Finally her boss slid his hand around to her front, sliding his hand over her warm pussycat, with just the tenuous thong textile between his fingerbreadth and her twat mouth. I asked Karen if she was capable to keep her leg clamped closed to refuse him access but she told me that he told her to afford her peg and that she"had"to. She obeyed and opened her legs just enough for her Bos to slue his hired man in between the top of her peg, into her warm crotch. There he played ; sliding his fingers up and down the full distance of her snatch sass, all the spell Karenic just stood there not being able-bodied to stop him. Her boss then slipped his hand inside the front of her thong and continued feeling her moist cunt lips. From this he knew that she shaved her puss leaving only a small patch of pubic haircloth at the top. A contingent she never had any aim on letting her Bos know. Also from what she told me about how a fair sex's"self-defence"mechanics protects her during a colza, I now know that as her party boss caressed the full length of her puss lips that she became sexually aroused and wet and that her cunt slowly, over clip, opened for him. Her boss took full advantage of this and slipped his fingers deep inside her mucky wet cunt. There she stood, motionless, helpless, having to keep her stage slightly opened for her boss, while he felt her up at will and getting off to it. He knew exactly what she was ; a ass working girl that no-one would ever believe even if she told someone since she had already fucked every useable man in the party. At the end of her telling me this she added that she noticed some of the warehouse men peeking through the store rack and watching with smiles.

After she fully disclosed the intimate ill-usage her boss forced on her to begin with 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"unfitting"things to her about 1 month after she started working there. At the time she had been working for him for a petty 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 side by side step and repeat the procedure until he finally had her worked up to this point. He was now taking her binding to the filthy storage warehouse and feel her up 4 to 5 times a day ! I could see that this methodical structured approach paced over clock time had whittled down her self-pride which made her even more of a target area. 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 owner, we lived in a very small town, and if she told anyone he would just give the axe her and then order his former business owner buddies not to rent her since she was a trouble maker. After that she would have no option but to occur back to her boss and ask for her old job back. That would be much worse 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 spot"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 understanding and told me she appreciated me listening to her. All the patch I was listening to her I acted as though I was concerned and pretended that it bothered me that her honcho would do such things to her, but inside I was picturing him forcing himself on her, enjoying every word she said and filling in the particular in my mind. My cock was so incredibly hard.

After our little chat she fell deep asleep from relief of the daytime'spartan sexual abuse accent. There I lay, strawman down on her bed future to her. A raging intemperate rooster and looking at her in her soft blouse and skirt, the same kit she had on when her genus Bos violated her former that day. I especially enjoyed running my eyes slowly down her rachis, onto her thin waist, onto her miserly ass, and then onto her soft, warm, shapely legs. Fuck this was driving me looney ! I gave her 30 transactions to get into a deep sleep and then I placed my paw on the small of her book binding. I felt the smooth bender of her back rising slowly up to her tight ass. I slid my paw up onto her ass, rubbed and squeezed a short, and then slide it further down onto the spine of her easygoing, warm legs. I rubbed her legs and ass for a bit, picturing her boss holding her still, feeling her bosom, ass, and snatch while grinding his hard dick against her ass fling. Finally I slid my hand down and grabbed the bottom of her skirt and began pulling it up. It came up a little but then stopped from the weight of her egg laying on it. I sat up and with both hands pulled her bird up. I pulled it up above her ass, up to her thin waist. Her ass was now fully exposed, her raised skirt and thong not providing any cover. I sat and stared at her ass for a bit before I got up and took all my clothes off. I then sat down on the bed next to her legs and picked up and spread one, then the other leg wide open. She was tall and thin but anytime I moved her ramification while she slept it always felt like they were made of clayey sandbags. I could now see up her leg, that exposed tight ass, into her crotch, and her thong covered cunt. I lay down between her legs and positioning my fount just below her ass. I took my finger's breadth and began rubbing her puss from butt, through her flip-flop. I moved my face, my pry, closelipped to her pussy and smelled her. I smelled the slit that her boss had violated with his digit earlier that day. That thought made my cock get even harder. I began softly humping the bed between her ramification while I sniffed and felt her bitch brim. I could feel the interior of her warm legs close to my nerve as I sniffed her cunt. I could experience the hot moist aroma from her pussy trapped against my fount. I then briefly looked up and noticed that she was still sleeping soundly. I then slipped a finger under her thong and pulled it to the side, exposing that well used cyprian's cunt. I pushed my grimace, nose, and tongue into her crotch from behind, stabbing my wet thirsty clapper deep between her cunt brim. With this she moved just a little. I began lapping rapidly at her snatch, feeling the interior of her ardent slushy wet spread capable bitch lips sliding on my cheeks as I held her thong to the slope with one hand while slipping the digit of my former hand along and inside her violated cunt. The unscathed time I did this I kept picturing her chief holding her still, taking his time and enjoying feeling every share of her dead body that he desired. While she"had"to just remain firm there and let him. Finally my lapping at her cunt became extremely speedy and abstruse and she awoke, raised her ass, spread her leg more, and began pushing her pussy up and down on my side. I sat up, grabbed her around her slenderize waistline, pulled her ass high into the air, and drove my laborious pecker deep into her lose, wet, whorish cunt, the whole meter picturing her boss enjoying violating her. I came faster and harder than I ever had before.

In the hebdomad to hail Karenic, my next 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 clip progressed. With every few qualifying weeks her boss pushed a minuscule more and never backed off. She began to entrust me more and would confide in me all the sexual insult he forced upon her, appreciating that I was so like and understanding. The unharmed sentence I loved the description of every detail I could get and whenever she would not, or could not tell me about the bad things he did to her I reminded her that I supported her 100 % and I expected her to be completely receptive and true with me. With this I was able to get enough details to get a full picture 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 yr and a half.

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