My Hot Wife Katie Ch. 26

Before the stunned woman had time to react, he pulled the strap of her dress over her shoulder as Katie's white push-up bra came into view. Roughly the officer yanked the brassiere down, exposing her naked left breast, as it jutted out in the dim light, the erect nipple looking hot and swollen.

The sexy wife grabbed her bra and pulled it up, "Stop it! That's enough!" she protested!

She tried to push the black man back away from her but he grabbed her wrists in his hands, "Do you want Phil to go back to prison? I'll do it! I'll send that old man back in a heartbeat! He told me you would do anything to keep him out of that hell hole!"

Katie's stared into the eyes of the probation officers. As much as the old man disgusted her she couldn't grasp the power he had over her. She knew it wasn't him but it was his monstrous beautiful cock that rested between his legs. She regretted sending him to prison. The stories he told sent shivers down her spine and she knew she couldn't submit the old man to that torment again. The sexy wife glanced down the hallway as she pulled her hands from Mr. Peterson's and lowered her bra.

"Fucking great titties!" Peterson exclaimed as he bent forward, flicking his thick tongue around Katie's areola before sucking the stiff bud into his wet mouth.

The hot wife tried to suppress a moan as she closed her eyes.

"Damn, you're such a tease" the black man huffed. Reggie couldn't believe that the beautiful model was actually letting him suckle at her tit while her husband was unsuspectingly wandering about the room next door.

Knowing he didn't have much time, he decided to take his manipulation one step further. Pulling his head from her breast, he spun the hot wife around, pushing her against the wall, face first. Quickly, he kneeled down behind her as he hastily bunched the floral dress up to her waist, admiring her naked ass.

"I knew it! Only a true slut doesn't wear any panties!" he cried, stroking and groping her cheeks "Fuck, you've got the hottest ass I've ever seen!"

The sexy mother didn't know how to react. Her face and hands clung to the wall as she relished the black man's hot breath on her exposed ass. She could feel the goose bumps spread over her fair skin as her naked left breast was pressed into the wall, her erect nipple scraping the cold stone.

Still kneeling, Peterson marveled at the sight before him. Katie's perfect cheeks as well as her now exposed cunt, framed by her neatly trimmed pubes were on full display and just begging for him to be mauled.

Even in the dim light, the black man could see the hot wife's pussy lips glistening.

Sticking his tongue out, he buried his face in her ass, his fleshy nose disappearing in the sexy mother's butt crack.

Hungrily lapping at her dripping love box, he licked her cunt lips several times, his tongue swirling around her clit as Katie bit her bottom lip and arched her back.

Just as Peterson spread the hot wife's ass cheeks for better access, a commotion at the doorway caused him to withdraw and turn his head as a school class entered the hall, the kids noisily sprawling out all across the room.

Swiftly, the black man got to his feet as the hot wife pulled down her dress and stuffed her breast back into her bra covering herself as she hurried past the screaming children.

The next hour passed without noteworthy incidents as the group indulged in the history of black baseball.

At times, the hot wife noticed the two old men staring at her as they put their heads together, whispering. Katie felt her naked cunt twitch as she couldn't help but wonder if they were talking about her.

As their tour was coming to an end, Reggie and Fred were busy discussing stats and numbers from old ballgames.

"Honey, I'll be right back. Mr. Peterson just wants to show me this Monarchs jersey he keeps talking about." Fred suddenly exclaimed as he followed the black man out of the room, leaving Katie and Phil alone in the empty hall.

As soon as her husband was out of sight, the old man grabbed Katie's hand and pulled her with him behind a glass case in the far corner.

The hot wife stared into the blood-shot eyes of her ugly, old lover and felt her knees go weak.

Grabbing her sexy waist, Phil forced his lips on Katie's as she opened her mouth, welcoming his thick tongue.

She closed her eyes and moaned softly as she French-kissed her neighbor while he pulled her further into the dark corner of the exhibition room. Her tongue swirled around his as she flung her arms around his fat neck. Phil's pudgy hands were all over her skimpy summer dress, squeezing her breasts and groping her crotch. The married mother moved her head sideways, giving the disgusting pervert better access to her hot, wet mouth.

Grabbing the back of her knee with his left hand, Dorman lifted the hot wife's leg up, opening her sexy thighs as he pressed himself against her.

"You've done well so far, Freckles" the old man whispered into her ear as he broke the wet kiss. "Mr. Peterson's really got the hots for you. He can't take his eyes of your sexy body."

He slid his right hand under the hem of Katie's floral dress, circling her pubic mound with his fingers as he traced the outline of her naked pussy lips.

"I want you to keep being really nice to him, you understand?" he hissed.

The hot mother felt her knees buckle as she continued to hold onto her neighbor's sweaty neck.

"You...said...just...flirting" she panted, feeling Phil's fat finger push into in her moist cunt. Slowly, she opened her eyes.

"What's wrong, Freckles? Didn't you like the feel of his cock at the restaurant?"

"No, it's just..." her voice trailed off as her head slumped forward.

"Now is not the time to all of a suddenly start feeling bad about your indiscretions!" Phil groaned.

The hot wife closed her eyes again and didn't answer, smelling her neighbor's foul breath as he flicked his fat, dripping tongue across her half open red lips and over her face.

The fat man snickered "You never thought you'd enjoy touching my cock either and now you can't get enough of it. Speaking of which..."

Dorman took a quick look around the empty hall as he reached for his zipper. Shocked, the hot wife stared down between them, her arms still entwined around the obese man's neck.

"Don't, Phil! Fred will be back any minute" she whispered, as she watched him unzip and fumble around in his pants.

Her eyes widened and she looked around the exhibition room, afraid that someone might see. Katie couldn't believe that the old pervert would pull his cock out in a public place and she gasped at his audacity.

Once again, chills ran down her spine as she caught sight of her neighbor's giant prick as he eased it through the zipper of his pants.

"I just hope Reggie takes his time showing your husband that jersey." Phil hissed, laying his hands on the hot wife's shoulders as he gently pressed downward.

Katie didn't need to be forced. She knew what he wanted and she just as much wanted it herself. Already, she could feel her mouth water in anticipation as her wet cunt throbbed with delight. One after the other, she planted her naked knees on the floor, the feeling of the cold tiles sending shivers through her overheated body.

Finally, staring with lust at the engorged member, she grabbed the fat rod with both her hands as she lovingly rubbed it all over her face. The fact that she was doing this in public, with the possibility of being caught any minute only made her pussy leak more juices.

The old man enjoyed the feel of Katie's wedding ring on his cock flesh as she clenched his powerful tool with both hands, slowly moving them up and down the length of his hardening shaft.

Katie was beside herself with arousal as she felt the fat cock twitch and throb in her soft hands. In the back of her mind, she knew that what she was doing was wrong. That her loving husband was waiting in the room next door, just a few feet away. Yet she couldn't help herself.

The hot wife opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out as she flicked it across the giant mushroom head, wiping a large drop of pre-cum from her neighbor's piss hole before planting wet kisses all around his foreskin, enjoying the taste of the old man's flesh.

"You'll help me, Freckles, won't you?" Phil demanded as his beautiful neighbor looked up at him with her hazel eyes, her lips resting on the tip of his cock, "You wouldn't want me going back to jail, would you?"

The married mother pulled back her head back as their eyes locked. A strand of her saliva hung between the tip of the obese man's cock and her bottom lip. Butterflies erupted deep in her belly as she lowered her gaze to her lover's massive tool. "No" she whispered softly, exhaling.

"That's my girl. Now you can suck it!" Phil ordered, as he inhaled deeply.

Taking one more look around to make sure no one was looking, the beauty queen opened her mouth as she slowly moved her freckled face closer to the throbbing piece of flesh.

"Honey?" Fred's voice echoed through the empty exhibition room.

"Damn it!" Phil cursed under his breath as he quickly stuffed his prick back into his trousers. Katie was ashamed of her feelings as she found herself wishing her husband had taken more time. She bit her bottom lip as she stared wantonly at the prominent bulge protruding from the old neighbor's trousers before he grabbed her upper arm and pulled the flustered wife up to her feet, leading her out of the shadow.

The heels of her strappy sandals made clicking noises as she tiptoed along next to him.

"Oh there you are!" Fred exclaimed as he made his way towards her with the black man following him "The office just called and need to sign some papers at the office that need to get faxed to England right away."

Phil interjected "Don't you work just 10 minutes from here. We'll just wait outside in the car, shall we?"

"Well, if you're okay with that?" Fred asked doubtfully, looking at the officer.

"Absolutely, no problem" the black man beamed "You've been such wonderful hosts and I'm not in a rush"

Katie felt chills run down her spine as she noticed his stare once again travel up and down her body.

A short while later Fred parked the SUV on the third floor of the multi-story car-park near his office as he turned, "You all can come in if you want."

"No that's okay," Phil announced, "we'll be fine."

With the air condition not working, they all looked sweaty and their faces were flushed. Fred shot a glance at his wife. For some reason, she did not look at ease.

"Do you want to come with me, honey?" he asked, pausing as he got out of the car.

"I'll just wait here" Katie said softly.

Fred shrugged, "I'll try to make it quick"

The car door slammed shut, followed by an awkward silence only to be broken by Phil's heavy breathing as he wiped his sweaty face. Looking out of the rear window, he could see Fred walking to the elevator on the far side of the garage.

As she watched her unsuspecting husband walk away, Katie sighed. A sudden sense of guilt washed over her. She was mad at Phil for putting her in this situation, mad at the officer's impertinence but most of all, she was mad at herself for her uncontrollable urges.

The sexy wife felt sure that the two old men had more perverted things in store for her and that they would most certainly take advantage of Fred's temporary absence. She could have gone with her loving husband into his office but the inner demons kept her in the SUV.

Sitting up in up in his seat, Reggie Peterson suddenly leaned forward and blatantly grabbed the hot wife's left breast from behind, roughly squeezing it.

"Ouch!" Katie yelled, slapping his hand away.

Though she couldn't deny being horny, she felt that the black man's excessive groping had gone far enough.

"Stop it! You've had your fun!" she cried, remembering how she had let him lick her wet cunt at the museum. Fuming, the hot mother turned in her seat and stared angrily at the black man. Her beautiful freckled face looked flushed. "Do you do this to all the women you meet on your job?"

"Only the pretty ones" Phil chuckled under his breath.

"You're despicable!" Katie cried, giving Peterson a hateful stare "I really should report you to the prison!"

The probation officer had moved to the edge of his seat, looking startled and intimidated. Not sure about what to do, he threw a questioning glance at Phil before opening the door as he hastily jumped out of the car.

"What the fuck have you done? You stupid slut!" Phil bellowed as soon as the black man slammed the door behind him. "That guy can send me back to prison just like that" he shouted, flicking his fat fingers.

Katie buried her face in her hands, exhaling deeply.

"He fucking hurt me! she shouted defiantly "And I'm not your personal whore!"

"No? What happened to 'I'll do anything you want. Just fuck me' then?" the ugly man laughed in a mocking tone.

"I don't like being treated this way!" Katie cried.

"Of course you do, you little liar! You love every second of it!" Phil said menacingly as he leaned forward "Remember when you gave old Burt the time of his life back in that cell? He told me afterwards how you got all turned on just from sucking him off. You wanted him to fuck you right there and then, didn't you?"

Katie didn't answer as she stared straight ahead with a blank expression on her face. She knew it was true.

The old man gave a groan as he leaned back in his seat.

"Damn, you're fucking useless! Next time I'll get Sheila to help me! At least she knows how to keep a man happy" he growled, looking out of the window.

The beautiful wife turned and stared at him in shock.

"You wouldn't!" she gasped.

"I might as well call her right away!" Dorman exclaimed, pulling his mobile phone out of his pocket.

Katie swallowed hard as she felt a sense of jealousy wash over her. The thought of her well-endowed lover meeting up with her buxom ex-boss filled her with panic.

"No...don't!" she said meekly.

The ugly geezer looked at her, his puffy eyes widening.

"What do you want me to do?" Katie sighed.

"Go after him. Apologize for your behavior! Try to reason with him!" the fat man growled "and you better hurry up before your hubby gets back!"

Taking a deep breath, Katie got out of the car, shutting the door behind her. Looking around, she spotted the black man leaning against the wall next to a red metal door on the far side of the garage, looking crestfallen. Her high-heeled sandals clicked on the concrete as she walked towards him.

"Mr. Peterson" she said "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have yelled at you.""

"Really?" the black man asked, sounding unsure of what to do. Once again, his eyes traveled all over the beautiful woman's stunning body.

Suddenly, the look on his face changed as he reached out and pulled her close to his, "Did you like touching my cock at the restaurant?" the officer asked.

Katie turned her head in panic, afraid that someone might hear.

"Y...Yes" she whispered, trying to sound as convincing as possible "but please keep your voice down!".

"Do it again" Peterson ordered. The hot wife looked around again desperately then up at the black man. The scent of his cheap deodorant did little to suppress the smell of old sweat.

"Here?" Katie whispered.

The officer looked around the garage. The sound of an approaching car could be heard in the distance. He grabbed the sexy wife by the arm as he opened the red door to the stairwell and ushered her through.

Katie's eyes adjusted to the flickering glow of a malfunctioned neon lamp in the corner that gave off a loud buzzing noise. The pungent stench of urine was overwhelming and the cool air instantly produced goose bumps on her flawless skin. Her nipples were hard as rocks, rubbing against her tight bra. The heavy metal door slammed shut behind her.

The married beauty cringed slightly, backing up against the wall as she saw the big black man step up to her.

"Go on, touch it again!" he demanded

Hesitatingly, Katie reached out with her hand as her fingers made contact with the officer's crotch. Gently, she started rubbing.

"Oh yeah" Peterson moaned, closing his eyes "that's better. Much better".

The married beauty continued her efforts, gradually increasing the speed of her strokes as she traced the outline of his cock through his pants. She could feel that he was hard already.

"You really want Phil to stay with you, don't you?" he asked suddenly, his voice straining.

"Mr. Peterson, my husband will be back soon, we haven't got much time" Katie groaned, pleadingly as she continued to rub his stiff prick.

"Fuck it, you're right!" the officer cried, putting his big hands on her shoulders as he roughly pushed her down to the floor.

Katie swallowed hard as she was forced to plant her naked knees in a damp stain on the cold concrete. The cool air sent chills down her spine and she could feel the wetness of her exposed cunt as she stared at the black man's protruding crotch.

Pulling down his zipper, Peterson nervously fumbled around before finally pulling out his cock.

Katie stared down at the ebony prick. She had seen many black cocks in the porn videos she had watched but it was the first time she found herself face to face with one.

It was shorter than she had imagined, barely average in length, but incredibly thick, almost matching Phil's outrageous girth.

"You like my black rod?" Peterson asked, seeing the look on her face as he stroked his hard prick.

Katie didn't answer as she looked up at him.

"Go ahead! Stroke it!" the officer demanded.

As if in slow motion, the hot wife's delicate hands reached out as her fingertips made contact with the dark skin.

Katie exhaled deeply as she slowly started jerking the thick ebony shaft, softly pulling back the foreskin.

"Go on! Put your mouth on it!" Peterson urged.

Reluctantly, the gorgeous woman bent forward, inhaling the exotic scent of the black man's skin. Gingerly, she took his fat knob into her warm mouth, her tongue wetting his bloated prick.

Peterson let out a low moan, the feeling of the beauty queen's tongue and mouth on his cock was incredible.

"Oh yeah! You're such a fucking tease" he groaned, his groin convulsing, as he felt Katie slobber all over his cock. "Damn, I've been wanting to do this all day" Reggie groaned "Ohhh fuck your mouth feels so good!"

Katie swirled her tongue around as she took his fat prick deeper into her mouth and started sucking harder, vigorously running her small hand up and down his ebony fuck-stick.

Suddenly and without warning, a loud creaking of metal rang out through the stairwell as the door opened. Katie jumped back in panic as the black cock fell out of her salivating mouth. Looking up in fear, she caught sight of Phil's smiling face, peering around the corner.

"Ah, how nice. I see you've made up!" he coughed as he stepped inside, letting the door fall shut behind him.

"Oh, don't mind me! Please continue!" he laughed, as Katie stared at him, her mouth open while she continued to hold onto the black man's cock.

"Fuck yeah! Keep going!" Peterson panted, pushing the hot wife's face back into his crotch. Having no choice, Katie once again engulfed his slick tool with her mouth, sucking on his glans. Her head was spinning as she let the black man fuck her pretty face for the next minute or so.

Pulling her mouth off his cock, Katie stared over at Phil who was leaning against the wall. Their eyes locked. The hot wife ran her tongue all along the length of the fat ebony prick, never breaking eye contact with her old neighbor.

She hoped that he appreciated was she doing. Going out of her way to make sure that he wouldn't have to go back to jail. That he could stay with them. Stay with her.