wife's chief intimate harassment

For to the highest degree of my wife's spirit and most of our human relationship, my wife Karen has had an undiagnosed medical exam condition that caused her to be sluttish and to pledge alcoholic drink excessively, only adding to her sleeping around. On days when her health check precondition got bad she would say"yes"to any guy who asked for sex, when her condition got worse she would end up at some tinny 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 take vantage of her, taking turning raping her hitch unconscious consistence. other multiplication on the good days when she was fully witting, the men who knew her as a slut would set about her for sex only for her to refuse them but then wouldn't listen to her and know her anyway. Below is the true taradiddle of how I found out that her foreman was sexually abusing her. It's just one of many instance 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 taradiddle was developed from the overall 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 wife Karenic 17 days 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 room to talk to my coworker. The first thing that impressed me about her was her tits. While they were only"B's"her lose weight form and low cut tight Shirley Temple lacy blouse with just a piffling bit of black lacy bra peeking out the top made them stand out. She had a nice dilute waist, long firm legs nicely exposed by her mid-short skirt, 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 tits, slid down her slim waist to her shapely thighs, onto her business firm legs and back up again, looking away only when she would glance in my direction. After she was done talking to my coworker she glanced at me, smiled and turned and walked out. My center slid down her smooth back and slim waistline onto her tight ass. For the past 20 minutes my center had stripped her and fucked her, my pecker was so hard.

With a chortle my workfellow 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 slut and had already gone out with ( fucked ) all the useable men in the company and that she probably liked me checking her out.

A week later Karen and I had our first gear escort ; dinner and a moving-picture show. She was working late so I picked her up after she was done. She was dressed in a low cut tweed blouse and a short skirt. She had her blouse unbuttoned low ; showing nice cleavage and her Elwyn Brooks White lacy bra was peeking out just a little. Her short skirt showed off her yearn smooth out wooden leg and tight 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 eating house.

We began looking at the restaurant menu and Karenic told me that we didn't have to go to the movie ; we could just go back to her flat after dinner. A few seconds later she told me that we didn't have to actually consume dinner and we could just go back to her apartment ( to bonk was heavily implied ). Of path I agreed and drank the rest of my wine ( I only had the chance to pledge about ½ of the glass to this point ) and told the waiter that we decided not to throw dinner. We left and went back to her place.

The instant we got inside her flat she attacked me. She put her arms around my neck and pulled me tight to her, forcing her lips to mine and driving her knife deep into my mouth. My hands immediately went to her pap, groping and squeezing at maiden 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 shoot majuscule delectation in satisfying me, it was although she had to prove to me she knew how to fellate cock better than any early young woman I ever went out with. After we were done I laid there and thought what an gentle slut fuck she was and how incredible the nooky had been. This description of our initiative shtup is rather abbreviated on purpose since the secure is to come.

Starting that night I basically moved in, I lived a few miles away and she was only a block from the fellowship, besides we would just go to her apartment right after study and fuck. That's pretty a lot all we did for a few weeks.

The second workweek I was fucking Karen I came"home"to her apartment to determine her laying presence down on her bed, still in her work dress, crying. I lay down adjacent to her and asked her what was legal injury. She told me"zippo ”. After a minuscule compulsion she told me that the possessor of the company wasn't a dainty man, and that he did something"inappropriate"to her. Of class I pressed her for exactly what he did and finally she told me he had touched her tits. My turncock immediately grew hard ; it was a just thing that I was also laying front down on her bed. I asked her to excuse but she told me she had already told me too a lot, 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 battlefront and honest with me. With that she drooped her head low, looked down at the mattress, seemed to sense guilty and told me everything.

She told me that her genus Bos 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 book binding. He then took his get out arm and wrapped it around her waist, pinning both her arms firmly down at her sides. He then took his free correct hand and reached around to her front and placed it firmly on her left tit. He began to fumble and squeeze her tit through her blouse, one then the other and back again. She told me she tried to strike away but he was too inviolable and held her firm. She then told him to"stop it"but he just told her she was a"fucking whore"who fucked all the men in the company and that"she loved it ”. With that she just stood there and let him revel her tits. As he took his clip feeling her pap she could feel his cock growing hard as he pressed it firmly against her soaked ass in slow gyrating movements. After feeling both mamilla through the exterior of her blouse he expertly undid the next two buttons with his right hand. With her blouse starting out unbuttoned provocatively low to begin with, these two additional clitoris opened her shirt so her tits in her bra were completely open to watch. He then slid his manus down her chest, into her segmentation, and inside her bra. Her blouse being no use to keep him out. There he felt, fondled, groped, and squeezed her nice full moon tits and played with her nipples, skin on pelt, and enjoyed every import. class after this incident Karenic told me that a woman becomes sexually aroused during a assault as a"self-defense mechanism ”, so I know that her nipples must have become severe with her boss playacting with them just like they do when I play with them. This only made Karenic more ashamed of herself since she didn't want her boss to profane her sexually but her laborious mammilla made him call back otherwise.

After taking all the time he wanted to play with her tits he pulled his hand out of her bra and slid it down and around onto her tight ass. There he repeated the cognitive process ; notion, groping and squeezing her ass through her skirt. A trivial piece later he began pulling her dame up ; his right hand pulling the fabric up a fist wide at a time, in nominal head and then the book binding and then the front again. Repeating the process until he had her skirt pulled up far enough, he slipped his hand under and up the back of her skirt onto her soft, lovesome ass. Karenic wore thongs in those days and he felt, groped, and squeezed her right ass brass skin to skin. Karen felt his hammer and squeezes growing even harder.

Finally her knob slid his handwriting around to her front, sliding his manus over her affectionate pussy, with just the thin out G-string material between his fingers and her cunt brim. I asked Karenic if she was able to keep her legs clamped closed to deny him memory access but she told me that he told her to spread her peg and that she"had"to. She obeyed and opened her legs just enough for her boss to slide his hand in between the top of her legs, into her warm crotch. There he played ; sliding his fingers up and down the full duration of her cunt sass, all the piece Karen just stood there not being able to intercept him. Her political 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 pussy leaving only a humble patch of pubic hair at the top. A detail she never had any design on letting her boss know. Also from what she told me about how a woman's"self-protection"mechanism protects her during a violation, I now know that as her boss caressed the to the full length of her snatch lips that she became sexually aroused and wet and that her snatch slowly, over time, opened for him. Her boss took fully advantage of this and slipped his fingers deep inside her baggy wet cunt. There she stood, motionless, helpless, having to keep her legs slightly undetermined for her boss, while he felt her up at will and getting off to it. He knew exactly what she was ; a fucking sporting lady that no-one would ever believe even if she told somebody since she had already fucked every usable 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 storage racks and watching with smiles.

After she fully disclosed the sexual abuse her foreman forced on her earlier 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"things to her about 1 calendar month after she started working there. At the time she had been working for him for a petty over 3 age. He started by doing something"unfitting"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 step and duplicate the process until he finally had her worked up to this point. He was now taking her back to the smutty storage warehouse and feeling her up 4 to 5 time 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 owner, we lived in a very humble Ithiel Town, and if she told anyone he would just enkindle her and then severalize his other business possessor buddies not to hire her since she was a fuss maker. After that she would have no choice but to issue forth 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 seat"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 emboss do whatever he wanted. She thanked me for being so infer 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 hirer 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 details in my mind. My pecker was so incredibly hard.

After our trivial Old World chat she fell deep asleep from alleviation of the daylight'severe sexual insult emphasis. There I lay, movement down on her bed next to her. A raging laborious cock and looking at her in her soft blouse and dame, the Sami outfit she had on when her boss violated her other that day. I especially enjoyed running my eye slowly down her spinal column, onto her thin out shank, onto her tight ass, and then onto her soft, affectionate, shapely legs. Fuck this was driving me crazy ! I gave her 30 arcminute to get into a bass sleep and then I placed my hand on the diminished of her back. I felt the smooth breaking ball of her backrest rising slowly up to her tight ass. I slid my deal up onto her ass, rubbed and squeezed a little, and then slid it further down onto the rachis of her cushy, warm up wooden leg. I rubbed her peg and ass for a bit, picturing her foreman holding her still, feeling her bosom, ass, and puss while grinding his hard cock against her ass crack. 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 laying on it. I sat up and with both handwriting pulled her skirt up. I pulled it up above her ass, up to her thin waist. Her ass was now fully exposed, her raised skirt and lash not providing any screen. 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 succeeding to her legs and picked up and overspread one, then the early leg wide give. She was tall and thin but anytime I moved her ramification while she slept it always felt like they were made of heavy sandbags. I could now see up her peg, that exposed plastered ass, into her genital organ, and her lash covered cunt. I lay down between her stage and positioning my face just below her ass. I took my fingers and began rubbing her cunt from behind, through her lash. I moved my face, my olfactory organ, close to her cunt and smelled her. I smelled the cunt that her genus Bos had violated with his fingers earlier that day. That thought made my tool grow even harder. I began softly humping the bed between her legs while I sniffed and felt her cunt lips. I could sense the interior of her warm ramification close to my cheeks as I sniffed her snatch. I could find 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 whore's cunt. I pushed my face, nose, and tongue into her genital organ from behind, stabbing my wet hungry tongue deep between her bitch sassing. With this she moved just a little. I began lapping rapidly at her pussy, feeling the interior of her warm soppy wet spread undecided cunt lips sliding on my impudence as I held her thong to the position with one hand while slipping the digit of my other paw along and inside her profane bitch. The unharmed time I did this I kept picturing her boss holding her still, taking his clip and enjoying feeling every part of her body that he desired. While she"had"to just support there and let him. Finally my lapping at her cunt became extremely rapid and deep and she awoke, raised her ass, spread her ramification more, and began pushing her slit up and down on my human face. I sat up, grabbed her around her slight waist, pulled her ass eminent into the air, and drove my hard turncock deep into her lose, wet, whorish slit, the whole metre picturing her Bos enjoying violating her. I came faster and harder than I ever had before.

In the weeks to total Karenic, my future married woman, would tell me about all the other affair that her boss had already done to her and the new affair he would do as time progressed. With every few passing weeks her political boss pushed a trivial more and never backed off. She began to trust me more and would confide in me all the sexual maltreatment he forced upon her, appreciating that I was so caring and savvy. The unanimous sentence I loved the description of every detail I could get and whenever she would not, or could not severalise me about the bad affair 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 item to get a full picture of what he did and I worked at her to stay fresh her working there for him and not doing anything to break him. She worked for him for another year and a half.

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