She proves to herself that she can be dirty too

She felt hot tears in her eyes, the muscles in her jaw clenching as she slowly, but surely sorted her feelings. After it had been a whirlwind initially, searing anger won out more and more. She knew that, officially, they weren’t together anymore. Patrick was a single man who was free to talk to, kiss, or fuck the mouth of whoever he wanted (within the limits of mutual consent of course). Nonetheless, seeing the man who was legally still her husband, whose bed she had shared until only a week ago, seemingly move on so swiftly was a punch to the gut.

Despite all the technicalities, it felt like a betrayal to her. Worse still, seeing Patrick act in this way, dominant and forceful, it made her question their own sex life. She had felt satisfied with the sex they had had. Had he not been satisfied with her? Had he been bored with her all this time because she was too vanilla for him? Her features hardened, the corners of her mouth tightening in indignant fury. It was humiliating!

“Fucking prick!” she hissed, angrily wiping away the tears. She had been the good wife for him for years, supporting him in his career while also pursuing her own full-time job. She had attended functions for him, dressing up so he’d look good in front of colleagues, bosses and donators, yet now he turned around to fuck some stupid, blonde slut?! She would show that fucker who was boring! If he was going to get nasty, so could she!

As she got back to her feet, her sorrow was already replaced by determination. She knew that it was her hurt pride impacting her judgement and what she was about to do was a bad idea, but she didn’t care. If Patrick could get his freak on, so could she!

She climbed down the small rise, pushed her way out of the underbrush and briskly strode back towards the car. While she walked, she pulled off the small, black scrunchie that she had wrapped around her wrist and used it to tie her hair back into a simple ponytail.

Schmelzer was still sitting behind the wheel in his usual douchebag-ish relaxedness. As he saw her approach he turned and smiled at her, knowing fully well what she had just seen. The guy truly was the biggest creep she could think of, even while her job regularly brought her into contact with the scum of the earth. He was just who she needed right now! She yanked the car door open.

“Well, how did it go?!” Schmelzer asked with his sleazy smirk, taking the opportunity to get a good look of her hanging breasts as she slid into the passenger’s seat. He already reached for the ignition, ready to start the car when McKenna smacked his hand out of the way. “What the…”

“Shut up!” Nancy hissed at the stunned man, reaching over into his lap and deftly went to work on his belt, swiftly unbuckling it. Schmelzer stared at her in surprise. It seemed she had finally found a way to leave her annoying coworker speechless, Nancy thought with grim amusement, glaring at him as she pulled down his zipper. “You tell anyone about this and you’re dead!”

He opened his mouth, undoubtedly about to make a misogynist comment, but all that came out was a surprised grunt as her slim fingers slipped down into his pants. It hardly surprised her to find a lack of underwear, it seemed on brand with all she knew about him. What surprised her, was how thick the fleshy shaft was that her hand wrapped around. The tips of her fingers were barely touching and he wasn’t even hard yet! Looking down, she inspected her prize as she pulled it free of its confines.

It really was not what she had expected. With how much of an annoying loudmouth he was, she had expected the middle-aged detective to be medium-sized at best, but in fact he was far from that. Still flaccid, even though she could feel the bloodflow increasing already, he was already over seven inches long and swelling. Light blue veins ran along the length, marbling the pale flesh of the uncircumsized cock. It looked surprisingly well-groomed as well, the greying blonde pubes neatly trimmed, counter to her low opinion of her otherwise scruffy-looking colleague.

She gave it a gentle stroke, moving her fingers up up to make his foreskin pucker up around the tip before pulling it down, exposing the spongy head. Running her tongue along her full lips to wet them, she took one more deep breath. “Fuck it!” she muttered, to herself, to Schmelzer, to nobody in particular before she suddenly leaned down.

“Holy shit!” Schmelzer grunted, bucking in his seat as he suddenly felt his smoking hot Latina coworker’s warm, soft mouth engulf the sensitive tip of his prick with a warm, liquid heat. He had always known that he’d stuff his cock into her at some point, but this sudden action caught him off guard nonetheless. Automatically, his left hand reached for her, grabbing a hold of the back of her head, though he didn’t take charge. Instead, he opted to let her proceed at her own pace for starters.

Nancy moaned around the mouthful of male meat, part of her still very surprised by what she was doing herself. She could feel Schmelzer’s cock swell more and more inside her mouth as she applied gentle suction to his sensitive head. While she kept one small hand wrapped around the base, she bobbed up and down, slowly beginning to spread her warm, bubbly saliva around the tip. He tasted a little sweaty, which was forgivable, given it was the end of the workday. Also, she reminded herself, she didn’t want nice, considerate and tidy right now. Patrick had been nice and tidy because apparently, he thought she couldn’t handle more. She was sucking her creepy co-worker’s cock because she really wanted a seedy, lewd encounter.