The Devil Wears Nada

"Deeper, honey." Nina commanded. Nathan had hesitated to work his hands into her ass-crack, but she clearly wanted it. His hands slowly made the way towards the cavern between her butt-cheeks. He gingerly worked his fingers into her ass-crack, afraid to get too deep. This continued for a few minutes until Nina got impatient.

"I said deeper!" Nina growled. "Don't be afraid of it."

Nathan looked up at Nina, annoyed by her constant demands. He reached down and used one hand to pull her ass-cheek to the side. With his other hand, he reached down, running his fingers deeper into her ass-crack. Nathan couldn't help but notice her asshole, just right there in front of him. He was terrified to get close to it but as he looked down, he realized her asshole looked quite clean. This knowledge made it a little easier to work his fingers into her crevice, touching every part of her ass except for her asshole. Nina leaned her head up, looking back at him.

"I said deeper!" Nina growled again. Nathan was shocked. Nina was basically commanding him to massage her asshole! This was ridiculous. But it was right there, and it looked clean. There was no reason not to. So Nathan took two fingers and rubbed them across her asshole.

"There you go sweetie." Nina said, resting her head back down. Nathan, now freed of his fear, was free to massage her ass however he wanted to. He had no fear in reaching deep into her ass-crack, and he felt no shame when he felt his fingers rub against her asshole. Nathan was no longer afraid of touching his wife's boss's asshole.

This continued for a few minutes before Nina spoke up.

"Take off your clothes and I'll turn over." Nina said simply.

"What?" Nathan asked, confused, as he took his oily hands off of her.

"I said take off your clothes!" Nina commanded.

"I can't do that." Nathan replied.

"You think you get to see the goods without giving up something in return?" Nina said skeptically. Nathan was still taken aback. Nina continued. "What kind of massage do you think this is? Every male masseuse knows what they are getting into with me. They don't fight it when I'll tell them to take off their clothes. Now... be a man and take off your clothes! It's that or your wife's career is over."

Nathan was stunned into silence. He didn't know what to do. His wife's career could be over if he didn't obey Nina. He felt like he was backed into a corner and there was only one way out. Nathan reached down and grabbed his shirt, lifting it over his head.

Nina had her hand under her chin as she watched him strip. She gave a slight nod as he exposed his abs to her. He nervously glanced at Nina before reaching down and unbuckling his belt-buckle. As he handled his clothes, he didn't realize that the oil from his hands were smearing onto his clothing, permanently staining them. They would never be the same.

Nathan unbuckled his belt, unzipped his jeans and let them drop to the floor. For the first time, Nathan realized his dick was absolutely throbbing. His cock was incredibly hard. His dick was so hard that he felt like the slightest stimulation could set him off. He looked down to see his hefty ten-inches stretching his boxer-briefs. He looked over at Nina. Nina's eyes were on his cock, checking it out, waiting for it to be released. She looked up into his eyes slowly, waiting for the inevitable. Daring him to do it. Daring him to show her his cock.

Nathan again wondered how he got here. He came here to yell at this bitch for her evil, manipulative ways. Now, he was being forced to show her his cock. He just couldn't understand how he got into this situation. Nathan's eyes met hers as his thumbs slipped under the waistband of his boxer-briefs and started slipping them off.

Nathan felt his briefs puddle around his ankles and he could feel the air against his dick. He was still looking into Nina's eyes, and she was looking into his. She was in no rush to see his cock. She was taking her time. Finally, she lazily pulled her eyes from his, and glanced down at his dick, standing proud, exposed to her eyes, finally. She smiled slightly and nodded, not only due to the fact that she was quite pleased by the sight of his beefy cock, which she surmised to be about ten-inches. It was dripping pre-cum, violently aroused by the sight of her hot body. He would never admit how turned on he was by her. His dick was all the proof she needed.

The other reason she smiled was due to the fact that her hot-body was enough to drive this married man nuts and turn him on so much that he had to show her his dick. This pleased her greatly. She looked back into his eyes and watched his reaction as she turned over, exposing her body to the married man. Unlike Nina, Nathan's eyes immediately began to feast on the naked body now exposed to him, so eager he was to see her flesh bare.

Nathan's jaw dropped and his dick jumped reflexively. He watched as she rolled over and finally revealed her massive, creamy boobs to his eyes. He watched as one hard nipple was revealed, followed by the other. Each nipple was rock hard, begging to be sucked on. Begging to be chewed on. He watched as those huge titties bounced around her chest before coming to a stop as she settled on her back. They were every bit as firm as he imagined. And they looked so smooth, the silky roundness of those breasts only interrupted by those hard nipples of hers, pointing skyward.

His eyes traveled down her body. Down, her fit, flat stomach. Down to her thin waist, and past her wide hips. His eyes finally settled on her pussy. Her nearly-bare pussy, with only a tuft of hair above it, forming a landing strip. The carpet matched the drapes, as the hair above her pussy was the same silver color.

Nathan pulled his eyes away from her pussy and looked into her eyes. He saw that smug smirk on her face again. Part of him couldn't help but understand her smugness. This woman at least double his age was arrogantly showing off her naked body to him, a body which was superior to any body he had ever seen. It would be hard not to be arrogant with a body like that.

Nina wiggled her finger at him, indicating for him to move closer. He nervously walked towards her, approaching her body, her body looking even better as he got nearer.

"Finish me off... Don't touch these." she said, pointing at her tits, "Or this." She added, pointing at her pussy, "Unless you are willing to accept the consequences." Nina knew the best way to get someone to want to do something was to tell them not to. He would fight it, but the temptation her massive breasts provided him would be too strong, and he would be unable to resist the urge to squeeze and suck her massive titties.

Nathan nodded, not taking his eyes off her tits. He grabbed the massage oil and drizzled some more on her stomach. He pooled the oil in his hands and spread it to her legs, massaging the front of her legs, covering them in oil. As he worked up to her hips, he couldn't help but stare at her pussy. It looked so pretty and well cared for. It looked like the pussy of a young woman, except for the silver hair.

Nathan felt his hard dick nudge the table. He didn't know why he was so hard. This woman was a bitch, and she was kind of an old lady. But her body was so perfect. That must be it. Her perfect body was making him hard. That's all. It wasn't her dominant nature. It wasn't the fact that she dominated his wife. It was just her hot body. At least that's what he told himself.

Nathan progressed to her stomach, spreading the oil around while rubbing her. He avoided the area around her pussy, leaving it dry. He also avoided getting close to her tits, but they were so big they were hard to avoid.

"It must be hard." Nina started, looking up at him. "It must be hard to not touch me where you really want to. Trust me, they are worth it." she said, guiding his eyes back to her tits. "They are so soft. They are so firm. They are hard to resist. But don't you dare touch them! If you love your wife, you'd better not touch them. If you fucking touch these, you're life will never be the same. Don't fucking squeeze my massive titties unless you're man enough to handle what would happen next."

Nathan spread the oil across her belly, and without realizing it, his hands were getting slightly closer to those tits of hers.

"And don't you dare get any oil anywhere near my cunt!" Nina ordered. "If you are gonna put moisture on my cunt, I don't want it from the oil. I want it from your tongue." she added, making her intentions clear. Part of Nathan knew, but he fought the truth. He fought against the knowledge that there was a possibility that Nina wanted to have sex with him. He couldn't believe it. How could this woman want to have sex with him? She knew he was married. It was totally out of the question. But here she was, practically daring him to fuck her.

"I'm married." Nathan muttered, his fingers unconsciously getting closer to her chest.

"Doesn't matter." Nina said simply. "I know your wife. I've seen what kind of woman she is. She does not measure up to a woman like me. You know that, and I know that. She is not enough of a woman where it counts. You've always known that, and it took a real woman like me to make you realize that."

Nathan was terrified of this woman. She was evil. But he didn't realize that the sides of his fingers were grazing the bottoms of her breasts. He had to somehow get out of this predicament.

"But... you're old." Nathan said, trying to piss her off. Nina just smiled.

"This old lady is more of a woman than your wife will ever be. Your wife will never have tits this big. She will never have an ass this round. She will never have a pussy this tight. She is not enough of a woman to rule your life the way you crave." Nina said. Nathan was silent.

"I can tell you why your marriage is in trouble. It's not the long hours she was working. The fact is, the minute your wife came home and started bitching about me, you stopped being attracted to her. You realized your wife was a poor excuse of a woman. Any woman who could so easily be worn down and defeated is not a woman worth being married to. It was at that moment that you fell in love with me. You never even met me and you were head over heels." Nina said.

"That's ridiculous!" Nathan said, his fingers still grazing Nina's breasts.

"That's why you came here, wasn't it? To fuck me. To give me a good fuck in appreciation for having to put up with your pathetic wife. The minute you stepped into my office your marriage was over. There was no way a hot young stud like you was walking into the office of a woman like me without getting fucked. You did not hesitate to rub my shoulders, take off your clothes, and give me a full-body massage. You did not hesitate to show me your cock, because you knew I deserved to see it." Nina said.

"That's not true. I love my wife." Nathan pleaded, still rubbing her.

"Not anymore. You can't take your hands off of me. You know now that your wife doesn't belong here. She knows nothing about style and fashion. You know more about style than she ever will. You know that style is more than just clothing. Style is a thing few women are capable of. Style is a way of life. Style is about attitude. Style is about sexiness. Style is about big tits in tight clothes. Style is about showing off cleavage. Style is about knowing how well tight clothes show off your ass. Style is about lingerie, skimpy bras and thongs. These are things that girl you're married to is not capable of." Nina said. Nathan shook his head.

"Look at yourself." Nina said. Nathan looked down and realized the backs of his fingers were pressed against the soft flesh of Nina's breast. "You're gagging for it. All you have to do is take it. Take what you want. Take what you've always wanted."

Nathan didn't know why his hands were still on her. He loved his wife, but did Nina make some good points? Nathan didn't enjoy seeing his wife so beaten down. It was not attractive, to be honest. Abby had been beaten down so much that she didn't fight back. She was beaten to the point where she now lived to serve the woman she used to hate. When he married her, the thing he loved most about her was her spunk and her independence. He loved her fight, but thanks to this bitch Nina, all the fight had been taken out of her. Abby didn't have as much fight as he thought. If she was so easily defeated, then she wasn't the woman he thought she was.

Nina was a woman who had fight. She was a woman who would not be beaten. She was a woman who lived to run things. She lived to dominate. If he loved fight and independence in a woman, shouldn't he be more attracted to Nina? Did he like those traits because he loved a woman with strong opinions? A strong woman? A dominant woman? A woman who ran things? Was he looking for a woman to dominate his life?

Nina saw his hesitation, so she continued.

"Look at the evidence. I bet you've never given your wife a rubdown as good as the one you're giving me. I bet you've never given your wife a rubdown period. You have massaged me more in the mere minutes we have known each other than you ever have in the years you've been married to your wife. You want to know why? It's because you want me. Desperately. Your wife's body doesn't compare to mine. You think she impressed anyone around here with that pathetic body of hers? Hardly. You think people saw those tiny titties of hers and thought that she was a girl that was going places? Do you think it is possible that a girl as ugly as her could get anywhere in the fashion industry? She is the type of girl that exists only to make women like me look even better. I am so sexy to you because you are married to her. My hotness is amplified due to your so called love for her. You married a woman who is so ugly, with such a flat ass, and has such small breasts. That's the woman you declared your love for. After being stuck with that for years, you see a woman like me, who is so gorgeous, so much more mature, with such massive breasts, and such a round ass, and you just go wild. You see a woman like me who is more attractive to your wife in every way that matters, and it makes you realize that you are married to a pathetic excuse for a woman. You married a woman who has sad, flat little boobies. A flat, saggy little ass. And quite frankly, a face that is shockingly unattractive. Then you see me. A woman with an absolutely gorgeous face. A woman with a round, perfect ass. A woman with incredible, massive breasts. You glance upon perfection, and you can't look away. You look at perfection, and there is only one thing you can do. You fall in love. Now take it. Take me, and prove your love. Stick that huge fucking dick in my cunt and love me forever."

Nathan was in shock listening to the bile she was spewing about Abby. But, he had to admit, there might be some truth there as well. Sure she was old, but her body was so fucking hot. Her age contributed to her sexiness somehow. She was older and she knew what she wanted. She had surely seen it all. He was always into young women and had never considered the option of an older woman. Nina had a hot body, she had a dominant attitude, and she was strikingly gorgeous. She just screamed sex. Was it possible that an older woman was the perfect woman for him?

She had blown his defenses away. She had manipulated him into stripping nude, exposing his cock to her, and giving her a rub-down. He had hated this bitch, but she still easily outwitted him. He was a smart guy, so the only way this could have happened was that there was some part of him that wanted it. Some part of him wanted her to dominate him.

His fingers were still rubbing against her breast unconsciously. He didn't know why he was still touching her, but then he realized she hadn't given him permission to stop. He didn't want to anger her. Nina spoke up.

"Before you decide, know this... If you take this as far as you truly want to, you're making a life-changing decision. If you do this, I'm going to hire you full time. You'll be my full-time assistant. My full-time masseuse. And possibly... my full-time husband." she started.

Nina knew this guy was marriage material for her. He had that fight in him that few men she had encountered ever did. He would be fun.

"But if you do this, there won't be enough room for both you and Abby. I will have to fire Abby. I will fire her. And she won't be able to get any job worth a damn in this city if I have my way. Your wife will be professionally finished. So... if you want me, if you want 24/7 access to this body... then I want you to beg me to fire your wife. Beg for it, then you will be happier than you ever have been." Nina said.

Nathan was shocked. He had to beg Nina to fire his wife. That was the price to get Nina's body. Nathan hated this bitch, and he loved Abby. However, a deep part of him was responding to this woman. This bitch who had made his wife's life hell. But it seemed like it didn't matter. His dick had never been harder. He had never wanted to fuck someone as much as he did right now with Nina. He wanted to fuck Nina as hard as he could and take out all of his hatred of her on her spectacular body. Was it this hatred of her that made him want her more? Did the fact that she had made his wife's life hell turn him on?

He wanted to tell her 'no'. He wanted to Nina to go fuck herself. But the fact was, his body wanted this. His dick wanted inside of Nina. He wanted to fuck this bitch and fill her up with cum. He wanted to fill up this "old lady" with his cum. The good, rational part of him wanted to fight for his wife, but then he looked at Nina's bare tits. Her massive, soft titties. Tits so huge that they swept away any remaining loyalty to his wife. He loved his wife, but his instincts were telling him that he wanted Nina. He loved Abby, but he knew deep down he would never be attracted to her again after this. It would be hard to be attracted to her after seeing what Nina had to offer. Nina was superior in every way.

"Fire her." Nathan whispered.

"Excuse me?" Nina replied.

"I said fire her. Fire her! Please fire Abby! Do whatever you have to as long as I can have you." Nathan moaned.

"Do it! Be a man and take me!" Nina ordered. At that point, Nathan leaped onto the table between Nina's legs. Knowing he now had permission, he slid his hands upward and finally got two great big handfuls of breast flesh. Nathan couldn't help but groan. They felt so fucking good. He squeezed again and again, the flesh pouring through his fingers. Nathan then cupped both tits, leaned forward, and brought his mouth to her hard nipple. Nathan took one of Nina's nipples into his mouth, sucking on it hard. The nipple felt so good in his mouth that he couldn't help but bite it. His chewed on her nipple, seeing if she would cry out. He looked up with a mouthful of nipple to look in her eyes. Her eyes had a look of amusement. Nathan chewing on her nipple only caused Nina amusement. He kept squeezing and squeezing with his other hand, not getting enough of the sensation of a huge breast in his hand. Nathan quickly changed nipples, slavering Nina's other nipple with his spit. These tits felt so good that he was losing control. The pleasure was too great.

Nathan attacked her breasts with his mouth and hands, now in a big-breast induced frenzy. He reached over, grabbed the bottle of oil, and emptied it all over her breasts. Her tits were now absolutely covered with the smooth oil. The oil only made her tits feel better. He couldn't stop squeezing. He couldn't stop sucking. He couldn't resist the urge to stick his face between her breasts and smother himself in their softness. If Nina didn't start pushing on his head with her hands, he could have gotten lost in her tits forever.