John meets with Evelyn

Friday:

Once again, Evelyn seemed happy to see John at work. As soon as she could get close to him alone, she quietly whispered to him.

“No more delays; Can you be at my house tonight?”

“Uh, yeah. I’ll be there.” said John.

—- LATER

John arrived and found a note once again dictating that John let himself in. When he did, he found Evelyn sitting on the couch in jeans and a black T-shirt, with her shoes on. He also noticed a coat on the back of the couch.

“Uh, are we going somewhere?” asked John.

“Only if you want to.” said Evelyn, “See, I’ve always wanted to try… Submission. So, you tell me what you want. Anything, you want.” John took that in for a moment, and considered the possibilities.

“Please, John. Put me in my place.”

“Fetch a pair of scissors,” said John. It was clearly not what Evelyn was expecting, but she obeyed and brought him scissors. “Now, sit back down on the couch.” Once again, she obeyed him. He knelt down in front of her. He put the scissors over the hem of her shirt, and looked at her, for approval. She noticed, and slightly nodded. He cut around her breasts, so that the shirt no longer covered her breasts. Then, he cut the sides of her bra, leaving her tits completely uncovered.

“Now you kneel here.” said John, switching her places.

“What now, sir?” asked Evelyn.

“Pull my cock out, and massage it with those tits of your’s.” said John. He listened to her breathing as she did so. Due to the amount of sex he’d had lately, he wasn’t erect right away, so she had to go for a couple of minutes before he was at full mast. “Now, suck my dick.” She seemed quite excited by now. She sucked, and licked, and did everything she could. She ticked his balls a little, until he told her to stop that. Soon enough, she shot his hot cum into her throat. She swallowed most of it, and then sat back.

“Thanks for that, John. That was pretty-” said Evelyn, before John cut her off.

“We’re not done.” said John.

“But you-” started Evelyn.

“We’re done when I say we’re done. Do you understand me?” asked John.

“Yes, sir.” Evelyn seemed to be holding back a grin.

“Do you have a vibrator?” asked John.

“Yes, sir.” answered Evelyn. Despite everything, she seemed a little embarrassed to admit that.

“Fetch it.” said John. She left, and moments later returned holding a vibrator.

“Set that on the floor, by my feet.” said John, as he watched ther breasts jiggle through the gaping hole in her top. Take the rest of your clothes off, and lay down across my lap.” commanded John. He watched her slowly strip off her torn shirt, bra, and then her bra and panties. She crawled onto the couch, and laid so that her stomach covered his laps.He could feel her breasts just barely skim the side of his leg. “Now, I’m going to take a little nap. A good girl wouldn’t use that vibrator while I’m asleep. If you’re naughty, I’m going to have to punish you. Do you understand?” Evelyn nodded, excited and surprised by this side of John. He closed his eyes and pretended to fall asleep. One of his hands rested on the couch beside him, the other on Evelyn’s bareback. Not two minutes went by, before he felt her shift as she reached down and grabbed the vibrator. A few more seconds passed before he felt her shift again to plant it between her legs. At first, he could feel her move but didn’t hear anything. Was this a silent vibrator? No. Another minute or so passed and he heard it click on and start buzzing between her thighs. She softly moaned. John pretended to snap awake. “What did I tell you?!” he feigned anger at her.

“I’m sorry, sir! I couldn’t resist!” said Evelyn. He lightly smacked her bare cheeks. She moaned.

“I told you that I’d have to punish you if you used that.” said John. He could feel his penis regaining mass, as it pressed into her stomach. He smacked her bum again. Once again, she let out a soft moan. He grabbed a fistful of a cheek and gave it a little squeeze.

“I’m sorry, sir!” moaned Evelyn. He ran the fingers on his other hand through her hair.

“To truly punish you, I’m going to have to show you how dirty you really are. Sit here while I gather a few things.” commanded John. He watched her sit down on the couch, in nothing more than her birthday suit, as he walked around her house like he owned the place. A few minutes later, he returned with a bucket of water, a sponge, and a jar of peanut butter. He set them down and left again, returning a moment later with an old wooden chair. “Stand up, and come over to me.” She did so. He opened the jar of of peanut butter and stuck his fingers in, pulling out a glob of peanut butter. “Stay still.” He said, as he smeared the peanut butter over her chest, starting just beneath her collar bone and working down to the breasts. He took another glob of peanut butter and wiped it across her stomach. The cold sensation made her skin tingle. He stepped around her and brought a glob down her spine. Then, he dipped two fingers into the peanut butter, and firmly brought them between her butt cheeks. Soon, half her body was covered in peanut butter. He stripped off the rest of his own clothes and sat down on the chair. “Now, dirty girl, I want you to give me a sponge bath.” Her confused expression turned into a grin, as she got to work. He loved the view of her muddy breasts swinging around as she worked the sponge up and down his legs. The sensation as she worked into his thighs was incredible. He took a second to appreciate what his life had come to, as Evelyn slowly scrubbed him clean. By the time she was done, he’d reached full mast again.

“John, I want you inside me.” said Evelyn. It was exciting, to be invited to fully bang his sexy, older coworker, but he knew that time would come soon enough anyways.

“I’m in charge here, right?” asked John. Evelyn nodded, both incredibly turned on, and a tad disappointed. This was, after all, what she’d asked for. “Give me what’s left of the peanut butter.” said John, reaching out of it. Knowing that the peanut butter was already no longer viable for consumption, he stuck his cock inside and spun it, feeling the tingling sensation on his hardened dick. He stood, putting one knee on the chair, and started working the jar on his dick. Evelyn lowered a hand to her crotch. “Just watch, naughty girl.” he said. She bit her lip and obliged. “If you want to get to it, you better jiggle those dirty tits of your’s.” said John. “It’ll make this go faster. The sight, along with the jar, was doing wonders for him. It wasn’t long before he knew he was close to cumming again. He tore the peanut butter jar away from his erection.

“Lick me clean” he said. She got on her knees, and began licking his cock. A moment later, he was deep in her mouth, with his hands on each shoulder. For the second time that day, he shot a load of cum onto Evelyn.