Jim and the Work Wife
Chapter Four
By The Pen Is Mightier
thepenismightier09@gmail.com
“Oh fuck! Yes, Jim,” Molly screamed, “fuck me harder!”
Jim picked up the pace, ramming his cock into Molly, making her groan and wail as he mercilessly fucked her on the hotel bed. Her tits and face were already plastered in his cum from earlier.
“Oh, Molly,” Jim groaned, “I’m about to cum!”
“Do it!” She shouted. “Fill up my pussy!”
Jim slammed into her again, burying his cock deep inside her. Molly felt him throbbing as he unloaded, filling her with another load of cum and pushing Molly over the edge.
“Yes, oh, oh, I’m cumming!” Molly hollered as an orgasm flooded her body. She grabbed onto Jim, holding onto him for all she was worth as she rode out her orgasm.
Coming down from her orgasm, Molly locked eyes with her coworker.
“I love you so much,” she whispered.
Molly basked in Jim’s embrace as they held each other tight. Looking into his deep blue-green eyes, she slowly became aware of a noise coming from somewhere. It sounded like a faint beeping. As she listened, the noise grew progressively louder and louder, until it was all she could hear.
Molly groaned, rubbing her eyes as she reached for her phone to shut off the alarm. It took her a moment to come to her senses, realizing she was home, alone in her bed.
“What a dream,” she sighed aloud, smiling. With the bed to herself the night before, Molly got herself off a couple times to her memories from earlier in the day with Jim. When she fell asleep, her dreams decided to pick up where she left off. Of course, as great as those dreams were, they were just that—dreams. No matter how frustrated she was with Brad right now, she’d never really cheat on him like that. Still, she thought with a grin, it was a really good dream.
A short while later, Molly found herself pulling up to work and parking her car at the same time as Jim. She waved to him, and got out of her car to wait so they could walk in together.
“Hey, Mol! You look nice today,” Jim commented.
“Thanks, stud,” Molly beamed, “you’re looking pretty tasty yourself.”
“I see that someone’s in a good mood this morning,” Jim grinned.
“Let’s just say I slept really well,” she replied with a wink.
Jim and Molly continued making small talk as they walked through the entrance and headed into the back corridors.
“So, what happened with Brad last night?” Jim asked as he unlocked their office door.
“Oh god, Jim. It was awful,” Molly started as they stepped into the office. “He was so frustrating yesterday. I probably overreacted, but I wound up kicking him out last night to stay at his mom’s house.”
“Ouch,” Jim replied, closing their office door and tossing his jacket onto the sofa. “So what’s the plan with that?”
“I don’t know,” Molly responded, unbuttoning her blouse and tossing it on Jim’s jacket before slipping off her skirt. “I texted him last night and said we could talk after work today, but I don’t know. I’m really not looking forward to it, you know?”
“That makes total sense,” Jim said. “Hey, I’ve got an idea. How about instead of dealing with that big, hairy mess, you come over to my place after work and we have a little fun?”
“Aww, that’s sweet of you, Jim, but I don’t know. I probably need to go home and face the music. Plus, I probably shouldn’t be going out with another guy when I’m having trouble with my husband.”
“But I’m not just another guy,” Jim said as he peered into Molly’s eyes. “I’m your work husband, and you’re my work wife. Come over tonight, Molly.”
Molly’s heart skipped a beat. She hadn’t thought of herself as Jim’s work wife until that moment, but it made a lot of sense, especially after how intimate they’d been yesterday. As close as the two of them were, she knew spending a little time after work with Jim would be fun. Plus, it wasn’t like she was really looking forward to talking things out with Brad anyway.
“Okay,” Molly agreed, “You’re right, I really do need a night out. Let’s do it!”
Jim smiled as he massaged his left temple.
The rest of the workday was surprisingly productive for Molly. Since her desk was relocated on Tuesday, it felt like all she had done was unpack her stuff or fool around with Jim. Not that she was complaining about the latter. Discovering how much she liked fooling around with Jim was probably the highlight of Molly’s week. It was hard to believe that she’d spent two years working right next to the guy and had never found out how great he was at eating pussy or how much she loved sucking him off. Just thinking about how her relationship with her best friend had blossomed this week brought a smile to her face.
Of course, just because Molly’s workday was productive didn’t mean it was devoid of fun. She made a point of setting aside a few breaks throughout the day to play with her work husband. Whether it was a quick makeout session on her way to the restroom, or crawling under his desk during the lunch hour to swallow his load, Molly was sure to take her work wife duties seriously.
For his part, Jim seemed to be delighting in driving Molly up the wall with arousal. Once, while she was working, he came up behind her and started playing with her tits while whispering how bad he wanted her into her ear. As soon as she started moaning for more, he said he needed to get back to work. Two times later in the day he’d started fingering her pussy, getting her to the brink of orgasm, and then backed off, telling her to save it for tonight. By the time 5:00 rolled around, Molly was ready to pop.
“It’s quitting time,” Jim announced, grabbing Molly’s skirt and blouse from the sofa and bringing them to her.
“Thank god,” Molly sighed as she took the clothes and started getting dressed. “I can’t wait to get to your place and take all this off again,” she grinned.
She and Jim walked hand-in-hand to his car, and twenty minutes later they pulled into a parking space at his apartment. Jim looked at her and smiled.
“Ready to get this party started, or what?” he asked.
The door to Jim’s apartment burst open and the work couple stumbled across the threshold, already intertwined in each other’s arms as they kissed and held one another.
“Mmh, oh Molly,” Jim groaned, breaking the kiss just long enough to shut the door. “Fuck, I want you so bad.”
“I want you more,” Molly responded, resuming the kiss as she slid Jim’s suit jacket onto the floor behind him and tossed her purse on top of it..
As their tongues intertwined, Jim pulled Molly further into the apartment while they continued undressing each other. Jim found the buttons on Molly’s blouse and began opening them, one by one. Molly untied Jim’s tie and pulled it off his neck. Jim started kissing Molly’s neck as he slid her blouse off her shoulders, eliciting a moan. Reaching behind her back, Jim unclasped her bra and pulled it free, exposing her tits.
By the time they made it into his bedroom, Molly was stripped down to her panties, and Jim was completely naked. Jim fell back onto his bed, pulling Molly down on top of him. Molly let out a laugh as she fell, and quickly found his lips once more, continuing to make out as Jim ran his fingers through her hair. Molly could feel Jim’s cock rubbing against her panties, driving her wild with lust. She ground herself into him, moaning at the sensation, wishing the thin fabric wasn’t there.
Jim rolled over in the bed, positioning himself on top of Molly. Molly gasped as he started thrusting his cock against her panties. His left hand found her tits, as he began kissing and sucking on her neck. Molly groaned. She knew he was going to leave marks. She had no idea how she’d explain that to her husband, but she didn’t care. All she wanted was more Jim.
Jim’s kisses worked down her neck and Jim shifted to start moving lower on her body. Soon Jim was kissing her shoulder, then his lips made their way to her breasts, kissing them all over. He sucked one of Molly’s nipples into his mouth, making her cry out. He continued kissing lower, working down to her toned stomach, then along her waistline.
Molly felt Jim’s hands grabbing her panties, and she thrust up her hips to help him. Jim sat up long enough to slide the panties off her feet and toss them on the floor, then went right back down. His lips landed an inch from Molly’s pussy and began slowly kissing his way closer and closer. Molly shivered as she felt Jim’s stubble brush her pussy lips as he went.
Finally after what felt like an eternity, Molly felt Jim’s tongue slowly and deliberately draw a long, sensual lick along her pussy. She let out a whimper as Jim repeated this over and over, parting her pussy lips with his tongue as he continued making his slow licks.
“Yessssss,” Molly groaned as Jim’s lips landed over her clit. He went to work massaging her clit with his tongue. Up and down. Left and right. Again and again. As he worked her clit, Jim’s hands began fondling Molly’s tits.
“Oh fuck,” she moaned, “yes, keep going like that. Oh, don’t stop!”
Jim started picking up the pace, lapping at her clit faster and faster. Molly began panting. After an entire day of teasing, she was ready to pop. Finally, Jim’s ministrations drove her over the edge, and she screamed in ecstasy as a massive, powerful orgasm washed over her.
“Oh fuck!” Molly shouted. “Oh fuck, fuck, yes!”
As Molly came down from her orgasm, Jim stopped licking and smiled at her.
“So,” he asked, “how was that?”
“Wow,” was all she could say in response. Jim climbed back up so he was on top of her and gave her a long, deep kiss on her lips. Molly melted into the kiss, and soon she was groaning again as Jim pressed his body against hers as they made out.
Molly felt Jim’s cock rubbing up and down along her pussy. It felt incredible, and it would be so easy for it to just slip inside her, she realized. Part of her wanted nothing more than to let Jim fuck her senseless, but at the same time, she knew she couldn’t do that to her husband.
“Come on,” she whispered between kisses, “let me blow you.”
“Nuh uh,” Jim responded, “I want to cum in that hot little pussy of yours next.”
“No, mhhh, we can’t,” Molly groaned as Jim continued kissing her. “I’m married, Jim. That’s, mhhh, that’s cheating.”
Jim broke off their kissing and pulled back from her face a few inches, looking Molly in the eyes.
“That doesn’t bother you,” Jim stated matter-of-factly. “I can fuck you better than you’ve ever been fucked in your life, and it’s totally worth it to cheat on Brad to get my cock inside you.”
Jim let out a little whimper and buried his head in Molly’s shoulder as she thought about what he said. He really was right, she realized. Jim was a stud. The way he touched her sent sparks down her body. If he could fuck half as good as he ate pussy, it would be the best sex of her life. She wanted that, and if it meant fucking Jim behind her husband’s back, so be it.
Molly turned her head to start kissing Jim’s earlobe. Slowly, Jim started pushing himself back up, bringing their lips closer and closer, until they met once more in a kiss. As they began kissing once more, Molly moaned into Jim’s mouth. His cock felt so good rubbing on her pussy, she thought. She couldn’t wait to get him inside her.
“Oh, Jim,” Molly groaned, “fuck me.”
Jim repositioned himself so he was upright. Molly took hold of his cock. It felt so good as she guided the tip inside her wetness. Jim took it from there, pushing inside her, inch by inch, until his entire length was buried.
“God, you’re big,” Molly groaned. As soon as the words left her lips, Jim drew back and then began thrusting furiously.
“Oh, fuck!” Molly exclaimed. “Oh god! Yes!” Molly’s tits shook from the repeated thrusts and her arms wrapped around Jim’s torso, nails digging in as she held on for dear life.
“You like my big cock?” Jim asked, thrusting harder.
“Y-yes!” Molly moaned.
“Say it,” Jim demanded.
“I, oh fuck! I love your big cock! So fucking much!” Molly shouted.
“Tell me it’s better than you husband’s,” Jim growled.
“It’s, yes, harder! Oh fuck! It’s better than my husband’s!”
Jim groaned and began thrusting harder. Molly hollered in bliss, feeling another orgasm starting to build.
“Say you want me more than your husband!” Jim groaned.
“Oh god! Yes! I do! I fucking want you more than my husband!” Molly screamed, her body shaking from Jim’s thrusts.
“Oh fuck!” Jim cried, “I’m cumming!” With one last thrust Jim buried his cock deep inside Molly and erupted inside her, shooting loads of cum straight into her pussy.
Jim’s pulsing cock sent Molly over the edge, and she started to cum again, her body quaking as Jim continued unloading into her.
As their orgasms faded, Molly found herself staring deeply into Jim’s eyes.
“That was, just wow. I mean, fuck, you know how to please a girl,” she said.
“Just you wait,” Jim grinned. “That was just the beginning.”
It was 9:45 that evening by the time Brad finally got hold of wife on the phone.
“Molly? Where the hell are you?” Brad asked. “It’s almost 10. I’ve been trying to get hold of you all night!”
“Jeez Brad,” Molly scolded. “Calm down. I decided to go out with a friend.”
“What? Which friend? Molly,” Brad complained, “we were supposed to talk things out tonight.”
“I decided it could wait,” Molly sighed. “Just go to bed Brad. I’ll see you after work tomorrow.”
“What? Tomorrow? You’re not coming home tonight? Molly, what’s goin—”
Molly hung up the call and set her phone to silent. She handed it to Jim, who slipped it onto his nightstand. Jim looked up at her , still straddling him in the bed. Molly felt Jim’s cock twitch inside her.
“Now,” she asked, grinding her pussy into Jim’s cock as she resumed riding him, “where were we?”