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You're gagged, teased, and tortured.

"Don't worry, that is just his way of being friendly. He can be such a pig, but harmless," she advised. "I know his girlfriend and from what I gather he's getting all he can handle."

One morning he caught her alone in the office and whispered "Are you still wearing the white lace thong panties you put on last night?"

"How in the hell..."

"I was making security rounds last night. You walk out of the bathroom and parade around your apartment in your panties with the curtains open and you don't think I notice? Know what I found shocking? Your husband walks in and doesn't fuck you right there on the couch. How long since he's given you any?"

"How dare you..."

"Enough games Shaela."

He moved to her side and knelt. "Come on, Cinnamon. Spread those pretty legs for a little panty check."

Shaela couldn't believe herself as her legs parted. His hands slid up her thighs and she felt his finger lightly rubbing over the white lace of her panties.

"I can smell you. Go ahead. Tell me stop. Why don't you make a scene?" He looked her in the eyes and said "Because you ain't getting any. And a pretty woman like you needs a daily fucking. Your pussy is telling me you're past due."

Shaela looked down and watched as he pulled her panties slightly aside. "Look at you. Any idea how wet you are right now?" he asked as he slowly slid a finger insider her. Shaela slid her dress up a little to give him better access to her. He didn't say anything as he slowly finger fucked her. Once his finger was soaked he lifted it to his mouth and tasted her.

Shaela spread her legs for him to give him better access to her pussy. She knew she was a participant, but she felt detached from the happenings. It was as if she was watching from a distance, yet she could feel her finger insider her and the fire beginning to build between her legs.

He slid her panties down her legs and put them in his pocket. "Not here. Someone will walk in. Get a key to one of the empty apartments."

Shaela couldn't believe she was going through with it. She loved her husband, her baby and their life. She was giving over to something she had never felt before. Not a want, but a need; a need to fuck this man. She couldn't understand where the raw, purely sexual desire to feel his cock insider her came from. With her husband it was always soft and gentle. He promised something entirely different. Shalea's clit was engorged at the thought. The walk to the empty apartment with him felt other worldly to her. She felt the anticipation of the sex, and the fear that her coworkers would notice them and know what they were up to. It felt naughty, exciting, and shameful to Shaela.

It made her feel like a slut. She enjoyed the sensation.

He spun her around and pushed up against the door as soon as they entered the empty space. He jerked her dress up over her ass and stood quietly. Shaela looked over her shoulder as he admired her ass. He reached between her legs and put a finger back inside her soft, wet cunt. Shaela bucked her hips a little as he resumed the finger fucking.

"You made me beg for it, didn't you? You made me fucking beg you for a little pussy."

"Yes...I really didn't think I wanted it," she said as she put her cheek to the door.

"Wanted what?

"You."

"Me to do what? Tell me what you want me to do."

"Don't. Don't make me. You have me, so take me."

"Tell me."

"F...Do me. Do me hard. Make me squeal. Go ahead."

She heard his zipper go down and turned to watch as he unbuckled his pants and let them drop. He had a nice sized cock for a white guy. Not as long and thick as her husband's cock, but the purple mushroom head of his prick was larger. Shaela spread her legs and jutted her ass towards him.

He didn't make a sound as his pushed his cock insider her.