Chelsea the fellatrix

Chelsea's eyes narrow at Logan's casual remark. Then widen warmly as a confident smile breaks across her face.

*Assert*

Chelsea shoved Logan, causing him to half-sit/half-lean against the desk.

*Serve*

Chelsea placed her hand on Logan's chest, savoring his increasing heart rate before leaning in to kiss him deeply. Her overly sensitive mouth causing shots of pleasure to radiate through her.

"Well, since I'm in charge, I will be making a few new rules here." Chelsea teased after breaking the kiss. To accentuate her control she licked Logan's neck and gently bit on his ear.

Logan watched, wide-eyed, as Chelsea smoothly sank to her knees in front of him.

(Holy shit, what happened to her?)

*I increased her confidence and lowered her anxiety. This will make her more productive as a leader."

(The fuck dude? You can't just change people Fracture.)

*Hypocrisy does not suite you. I also know that you do not mind her new personality. As that annoying Hawaiian character that Mr. Johnson voiced once said, You're welcome.*

(Now that's going to be stuck in my head.)

Logan's internal debate with his resident super parasite was quickly interrupted by his caressing the growing bulge in his pants.

"First, you can't leave this office without me milking a load out of this beautiful cock." Chelsea stated as she continued to massage his groin through the fabric of his jeans.

"Second," Chelsea stopped to gently scrape her teeth against Logan's cock through his pants and chuckled at his groan. "It's rude to interupt a lady, Logan."

"Sorry, it's just.....yes.......go on.......please."

"Good boy. Anyways, the girls will not be whoring in this building." Chelsea firmly stated while undoing Logan's belt.

"What? Why?"

"Two reasons. Because I said so and prostitution is illegal sex-for-brains."

*I like her.*

(Me too, but shut up. You're supposed to have my back man.)

"Since you obviously can't go 15 seconds without running your mouth, I guess we are done here. I can wait until later to enforce rule 1." Chelsea lustily chastised, "Such a shame, this lovely cock is soooo hard for me."

"Nope, I'm sorry and I'm done talking. Please don't stop."

"Good, now I don't care if the girls want to have some fun here. But, if they want to conduct any extra business, they will have to go elsewhere." Chelsea had stripped Logan down to his boxers and was watching to see if he would comment on or question her line of thinking.

She grinned eagerly as Logan opened, and quickly shut, his mouth.

"I will help them make arrangements with the local hotels. That would also help us keep track of who is doing what, or who I should say, and where they are doing it. Keeps our girls safe."

Logan nodded, silently praising her logical thinking. His hips shifted as his boxers were roughly pulled down and his grin widened as his 8 inch dick smacked Chelsea in the chin. The power surge he felt was quickly smothered as Chelsea calmly licked her palm and stroked his shaft as she continued to speak.

"Third and final rule, for now anyways. No new girls unless I approve."

Logan's eyes bugged out. With how much power he had with Fracture, he could have any woman he wanted. He looked down at Chelsea, still slowly stroking his erection, and he felt like he was seeing her deep blue eyes for the first time again.

She had loved him before being made a super-human. She had chosen to spend her life with him. She had her faults, but so did Logan. She may have been changed by Fracture, but so had Logan.

"You're the boss baby. I promise I will let you know if I want to bring anyone else into our lives."

"Glad you agree," Chelsea smiled and Logan could not remember seeing her that happy in a long time.

"Now that that's out of the way." Chelsea took Logan into her mouth and moaned at the warmth filling her cheeks and bathing her tongue.

Chelsea began bobbing her head back and forth. Not quite yet fucking him with her mouth but a nice even rhythm. Her pussy was gushing with the micro-orgasms she was experiencing from sucking him off. Her cheeks hollowed and made a satisfying pop as she removed the dick from her mouth.

She lowered her head to Logan's heavy sack. "This won't do at all." She teased and locked eyes with Logan. Well, she locked one of her eyes, the other was currently resting her husbands dick across it. "It seems like I haven't worked you up enough." She began to kiss and lick his nuts. "I need a power snack before I get to work." She took one of his balls into her mouth and hummed for both their pleasure. "Maybe you just need a throat to fuck to get you really going."

With that she quickly took the dick in front of her all the way to the back of her throat. Burying her nose in the trim pubic hair and climaxing from the feeling of being so full. She began to pump her head quickly, never backing off more than halfway. Her spit was coming down her chin as she choked herself with his massive erection.

"Ffffffffffuuuuuuuuuuckkkk."

Chelsea popped her head back with a loud gasp and a burst of pleasure. "No one told you to talk." She accused and feverishly pumped his dick. Taking pleasure in watching him twitch as she massaged his testicles.

"Fuck-I'm so-damn that's good."

"I will accept your apology, but don't interrupt again or you will make sure you have blue balls for the rest of the day."

Chelsea waited briefly for a response and, after seeing that Logan was a quick study and remained silent, went back to work.

Logan was reeling from his wife's oral onslaught. He had fucked her mouth more times than he cared to count, but this was different. She was fucking him with her mouth. She was in full control and all he could do is be there and be used.

Chelsea's eyes watered as she pumped her mouth full of cock. She caught her breath while stroking his dick and swirling her tongue around the head of Logan's cock. After 3 or 4 quick breaths she went back to deep-throating him. She reveled in her gullet stretching around his bulk. She watched as he threw his head back and groaned loudly. She quickly pressed her index finger against his taint and buried his cock deeply into her throat.

Logan saw stars from the over stimulation and dumped, what felt like, a quart of semen into his wife's stomach.

Chelsea extracted herself after she felt his cock stop twitching. "That's when you say thank you."

"Thank you, babe"

"You're welcome."

*Like that Hawaiian Disney character.*

(I hate you.)

"Do me a favor baby." Chelsea called to Logan as she cleaned herself in the office bathroom.

"Anything."

"Tell Kristin to come see me. I have to update her on the rules."

"Yes ma'am."

*(Poor girl)*