They met at the hospital where he worked as a doctor and she as a temp in the secretary pool. She was terrible at her job. It was embarrassing. Her Neo-Nazi of an administration boss Oksana made her life a nightmare. She had yelled at Tara on no less than seven separate occasions about mislabeling and misplacing files. It was in front of other coworkers and in private and it offended Tara but she was never brave enough to confront her about it.
Instead she married a doctor and within weeks of their marriage they both agreed that she didn't have to put up with such disrespect. She left on good terms from her side, staying professional. It was only on the inside where she felt shame in the pit of her stomach for being so incompetant at her job in front of a strong capable woman from whom she only wanted respect.
She really wished she could have done better but she knew she had given it her best and it just wasnt up to snuff. Now Tara spent her days at home, tanning and shopping. Steve was great and their lives were amazing.
As a surprise Steve buys Tara a brand new car. He can afford it but she still pretends that it bothers her to take a handout. So Steve tells her she can earn it by being his car model for the afternoon. Game, Tara dresses up in sling back heels, a four inch metallic skirt that was almost a belt with her ass cheeks hanging out the bottom with the side straps of her thong riding high on her hips. Completing the ensemble was a matching metallic purple bikini that was little more than two triangular eye patches over her nipples.
She did her hair and make up much cheaper than she normally would and she stepped out into the backyard sunlight. Steve told her to step over to the car and pose for him. This wasn't her normal style obviously, but Steve really got off on her looking like a cheap hood rat.
She was enjoying the attention and did as asked. She knew she was beautiful and sexy and decided to show her new husband how lucky he was. She was taudry and bent over for him, she climbed onto the hood and clung to the frame like she loved it. They move all around it and eventually
Steve told her to drop the top.
Tara didnt mind showing off and obliged him while she double checked that nobody could see her from the neighbour's yards. Untying the bikini top she let the sunshine bounce off of her pretty white titties and a gentle breeze hardened her perfect pink nipples so they pointed at her husband. His eyes never left her chest and Tara reveled in his adoration of her. She stripped for her husband and then he had to put down the camera so her could fuck her on the hood of the car. She loved it and fucked her man in the middle of the day in her backyard, all over her new car until Steve felt he had got his money's worth out of her. Turning around on the hood, Tara lay back and let her head fall off the edge of the car and she opened her mouth and waited for Steve to drop his load in it. Steve pumped himself until he shot a heavy load right into the back of her throat. Tara knew what Steve liked and kept her mouth open until he was done and then not until he said so would she swallow. He was pleased and slapped her big butt on their way inside. She did a good job. A little too good.
Tara didn't know that Cole could see from his bedroom and had been nicely zoomed in on his video camera as her mouth filled with cum. Cole was the teen bully on the block. Tara and Steve hadn't lived in this house long, about a year, but they had got to know their neighbours a little in that time. Cole was in highschool and the oldest kid in this neighbourhood. He was the kind of kid who blew up your mailbox and smoked behind his parents back. He hung out with losers and was always up to no good.
The very next day, within minutes of Steve leaving for work, the doorbell rang and Tara (who would normally sleep the day away) came to the door in her sleep wear; a thin fabric tshirt and short shorts with long slender legs that were her own. Seeing Cole through the peephole she opened the door.
"Hi Cole. What would you like?"
"Hi Mrs. Benson, I have something to show you and you're not going to like it."
"Did somebody scratch my car already?" She stepped out onto the doorstep to see past Cole to her car in the driveway. It looked fine. As a cool breeze hit her, Tara's nipples hardened and she became selfconscious about not having a bra on. As she turned back to look at Cole she caught his eyes darting up to meet hers. He was clearly leering at her body.
He smiled. "No, but I got it all on video."
They go into the living room and Cole plugs the usb stick into their big flatscreen tv. A button pushed on the remote and suddenly Tara was watching herself prancing around in her backyard yesterday. The video was surprisingly good quality and showed off alot of detail of her body.
"What the hell? You were spying on us? Why are you showing this to me?"
Despite her outburst, Cole was calm. "I want to blackmail you."
"Excuse me?" Tara couldn't believe her ears.
"You heard me. If you don't want Superstar Doctor Steven to become a laughing stock of his proffession when I send out the link to this video to the hospital staff, then I want you to start by changing into this exact same outfit for me and then I want you to do everything you did yesterday but with me. I really, really want to fuck you. I jerked off like four times last night." Cole's eyes had drifted from hers again and were free roaming her body.
It was almost flattering but it was really just disrespectul and rude she didn't like Cole at all. He had always leered at her before when she was out in her garden or walking the dog and she had to pass him and his no-good friends and she assumed that he probably jerked off thinking about her, but this was beyond reason!
Still, she wasn't sure what option she really had. Steve had such a promising career ahead of him and a scandal like this could cripple the lifestyle he afforded her. And Cole was the kind of prick to stir shit up. Steve's career would be over and everyone would know it was her fault! Her old boss would find out that she was still a hopeless screw up. She couldn't let some stupid scandal ruin her cushy life! Steve couldn't find out about this.
Tara wasn't extremely conservative about sex and didn't think it was too big of a deal that she couldn't handle it. Especially since it wasn't really cheating since she didn't really want to do it, but better she take away his power play by just making his dream come true and getting the video back and then Steve would never have to know. She could handle this.
"Alright. I guess this is your lucky day.
Let's do it. And you better not tell anyone either. I want the video before we're done. You give me that video and I will rock your world." She could be tough too, she thought.
"Thank you." He was grateful like a kid promised a toy.
"Just wait here and I'll change." Tara set her mind to putting on a good show for the horny teen. She quickly changed in her bedroom and put on the same cheap make up she had the previous day, but once she caught a glimpse of herself in the full length mirror she realized just how cheap she looked and how compromising of a position she was putting herself in. Still, she persisted. She was going to do this for her husband and he would never know anything about it. Taking a deep breath she opened her bedroom door and stepped out where Cole could see her. Tara pretended that he wasn't leering at her so obviously.
"This is what you wanted, right?" Tara gave a little spin.
His jaw was slack in disbelief at just how lucky he was. "Yes. You are so fucking hot."
"Okay, now you give me the video. That's the deal." Okay this wasn't Tara's proudest moment but she was handling it.
"Sure thing." Cole smiled and placed the usb stick onto the tiled floor in front of her knowing that there was no uncompromising way for her to pick it up. Swallowing her pride she decided for a quick bend over to sweep it up in her hand. Her thong split her cheeks and the cold air let her know that the skirt had ridden up to give Cole the view he was looking for. She quickly pulled the hem down again to its still indecent length, giving him a dirty look.
"Should we go outside then?" Tara just wanted to get this over with.
"Lead the way…" Cole offered.
Tara knew her ass was hanging out the bottom of her silver mini skirt and knew he was staring at it. With every step she was accutely aware of how much it jiggled now.
Outside she went over to the car and spun around. She was expecting to see the camera again but realized that she was doing this because she didn't want him to have a copy of what she had done yesterday but now felt dirty and oddly personal that she was performing just for him. Tara bent over and stretched across the hood of the car like she had for her husband.
"Is this what you wanted to see?" She asked.
Cole unzipped his pants and started to stroke himself to his full size. Tara was shocked. It wasn't just his crude manners of course, Cole was packing a major weapon and it was bigger than she was used to. Her husband was a good size and it got the job done but Cole was intimidating in his size.
"Show me your boobs." He said as he continued to stroke his monster.
Tara was repulsed and intrigued at the same time and her fingers pulled the string tying her micro bikini and let it fall. She quickly realized that neither of them were even making the least effort to keep eye contact. His eyes were fixed on her naked breasts and hers were on his thick dick. He was throbbingly hard as he stroked himself watching her bare chest.
"Those are real nice, Mrs. Benson. Can I touch them?" He stepped forward.
"Uhh…" Tara didn't know what to say. She was about to let this big dicked, oily faced prick fuck her on the hood of her car but she was at a loss for words on giving permission to let him fondle her married tits.
In the end she just said, "Okay…"
Cole took his hands off himself to latch onto her perky teets. As he did, his cock poked her inner thigh. Not sure if he would even fit inside her, Tara decided it was time to find out. The faster she got this over with the better.
Her hand tried to wrap around his monster member almost successfully and with her other hand she pulled aside her panties and aimed the shiny helmet of his massive weapon at her entrance. A thought occured to her.
"Is this your first time?"
"Yeah." Pushing forward he found her surprisingly wet and tight. Wrapping her legs around his waist Tara urged him deeper into her. His greasy prick stretched her to fit and filled her so completely. She could feel herself expanding to accomodate him in her rubbery sex like it was an elastic band.
She groaned involuntarily and hated herself for it and then tried to put it out of her mind. She had resolved to do this vile thing and some part of her that wanted this to happen was fighting her good sense that knew how wrong this was.
Her ass was perched on the edge of the hood of the car while she left herself open to his every assault and Cole made the most of it. She was a slot machine for cock spread open like this. Cole hit the jack pot with his slut machine and he stabbed away at her.
His youth and enthusiasm made him like no lover she had experienced since her teen years and his size was almost excruciating! Tara tried to push the shame of her extramarital pleasure from her mind but found them to be linked. She was letting a teenage boy lose his cherry to her and it was disgusting and carnal. She tried to hold back, she let him do all the work but no matter how much she despised him and what she was letting him do to her, she knew she would cum. She brought herself a little closer to cumming everytime she thought about it.
"Faster." She whispered. "Harder…"
"Like this?" His grubby fists held her tits tightly as he slapped his hips against her pussy. Her building orgasm was shameful and she bit her lip and furrowed her brow, eyes shut tightly pretending she was ignoring the pounding pain as he fucked her.
Her eyes widened as he kissed her and forced his tongue in her mouth. She pulled away.
"Oh gawd! What…"
"You like this, Mrs. Benson? You can tell me you like it.
He was getting cocky now that he knew she liked it. It was embarrassing.
"Just hurry up and finish." She said weakly. "No more kissing, okay?"
He twisted her nipples cruely. She winced.
"But you like me fucking you? Faster? And harder?" He never stopped fucking her. It was like a sexual interrogation.
"Yes…" she admitted.
"Tell me." He was fucking her once tight pussy loose. She had no resistance anymore.
"Tell me!" He repeated.
Wanting to keep some kind of control Tara wanted to deny him something, but she had almost no resolve. She couldn't help herself. She knew she would cum soon. He was fucking her so enthusiastically. So she kissed him. She opened her mouth and let his tongue enter her mouth and hoped it would shut him up.
He didn't stop fucking her though and she was building that twisted feeling in her stomach. She was getting off on her infidelity. Grabbing him and pulling him into her as deep as possible she felt him cum.
His cum flooded her with a physical blast and her fingers dug into his shoulders and she realised that he must have fucked her so loose by now and she came on him wondering if her husband would notice tonight when he fucked her.
The thought was too much and she started to pull herself up off the hood of the car, hoisting herself up by his shoulders so she could grind herself to completion on his pole.
"You're such a hot slut, Mrs. Benson. Do you like fucking me?" He groaned his last into her.
Without hesitation she gave in as she climaxed on his big tool. "Yes! Yes! You're cock is so big! I can't believe it fit inside me! Thank you for fucking me! Thank you… thank yooouuuuu!!!! Awww fuck me!"
As Tara's big finale came to it's sweaty and exhausted conclusion she slumped back onto the hood of her car. Her legs involuntarily gripped at him, her hips spasming as she came down from her cock high. Sweat glistened on her upper lip, beaded on her forehead and ran down her back in the hot sun. Shame filled her now that the passion was over.
She pushed him off of her gently and felt his greasy python slide out of her until she felt empty and gaping and raw and sore. While Cole seemed content to stare at his handywork, Tara couldn't meet his gaze.
"You better leave now. I think you got what you wanted." Tara looked at the ground.
"It was everything I wanted. You have no idea how fucking hot you are. I want to do it again." Cole out his pants back on.
That made Tara smile a little. It was a flattering thing to say. And she met his eyes briefly. "Thanks, but we can't. I love my husband and you blackmailed me this time. Thats the only reason I let you…"
"Then I'll blackmail you again." Cole interrupter her.
"What? How?" Tara said.
Cole called over his shoulder, "Joey! Come on out!"
Turning her head and trying to cover herself up at the same time Tara could see one of Cole's thug friends come out from behind a nearby hedge holding a video recorder. It was a perfect spot to catch all the action. Tara knew she was in real trouble now.
"Did you get it all?" Cole asked.
"Oh! You're cock is so big! Thank you! Thank you!" Joey mocked her.
"What the fuck are you doing? We had a deal!" Tara was incensed and desperate. She was losing what little control she thought she had to begin with. But even that now seemed lost.
"Now we have a new deal." Cole was calm. Tara tried to get up but Cole grabbed her by the arms to hold her where she was. "I think you'll agree our new video is way more trouble for you if Mr. Benson's coworkers found out, don't you?"
He was stroking her arms tenderly now, consoling her while Joey laughed at her situation.
She nodded and started to tear up.
"Don't cry, Mrs. Benson. This will be our little secret. So tomorrow when your husband leaves in the morning I want you to put on your little outfit and answer the door looking like this when I come over and we'll have some more fun, okay?"
She nodded again.
"One more thing, I promised Joey he'd get something for helping me. So if you could just…"
Joey was already unzipping his fly and Tara was being urged to her knees. Joey wasn't as nice as Cole had been and he basically used her mouth roughly, shoving himself into her mouth and yanking her head around by her hair. She was completely in shock and let him finish himself quickly, his thick seed pooling on her tongue.
Proud of himself he pulled out and said, "We'll see you tomorrow, bitch!" Ashamed of herself she spit as much of his cum out of her mouth as she could, listening to them high five and laugh as they walked away. She couldn't see any way out of this. She flashed back to her old boss Oksana yelling at her in front of the other doctors and secretaries for her stupid mistakes. Her boss was right to yell at her. She was a loser if she couldn't take care of it. Tara couldn't live with herself if her husband lost his job because of this scandal but even worse would be if Oksana found out what she just did.
She couldn't handle the huliliation. She would just have to rise to the occasion.