John convinces her

She knew what he meant the only thing stopping her was what always stopped her.

Her husband.

Her thoughts were interrupted as John spoke. "You'll do it." She looked at him in surprise. "I don't think so John. I'm sorry, but I'm married now..."

Without changing his face the next words out of his mouth shuttered through her like a tidal wave. "Stand up." She trembled violently as she slowly stood up, wanting desperately to run. John was leaning back in his chair and she looked around a moment. The place was practically deserted.

"Open your blouse and show me what bra your wearing."

Izzy's hands were on the buttons of her blouse before she realized what was happening. Her head was swimming as she slowly unbuttoned her shirt John was speaking. "You may be married, but even now you are my slut. That choker proves it. Your probably soaking your panties, if your even wearing any." She pulled her shirt open a bit and John nodded his head. "Good. Now pull up that lacy bra and show me your naked tits." Trembling Izzy bit her lower lip as one of her hands carefully grabbed the middle of her bra ad pulled up until her tits dropped from the cups and fell into view.

John smiled at her as he slowly stood up. "See? You'll take the job because you want it. You will come to me here tomorrow morning at 10 am. You will do what I want you to." He cupped on of her tits in his hand and rolled her nipple in his fingers. "You will do it all because you cant resist being a slut." He bent down and his mouth covered her nipple, sucking it deeply into his mouth. He let go after a moment and Izzy nearly cam right then. She was shaking with need.

John bent down a little and he reached his hand under the dress she was wearing. She couldn't move as his hand reached between her legs to her soaked pussy. He grabbed her thong and pulled it down her legs. Then he gave her a soft push and she stepped out of them. "I'm keeping these. Now go home. I'll see you in the morning." He said dismissively as he returned to his seat.

Izzy was in a daze as she re-buttoned her shirt, forgetting to return her bra to its right place, and turned and started home.