Where it happened: rural Iowa
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I had just graduated from college, and I was desperate for a job (and a girlfiend) so I took the first one offered. My new retail company sent me to a store in rural Iowa, way out in the middle of nowhere. Most girls there got engaged at age 13; those that didn’t get married at high school graduation left and never came back. So no eligible women for about one hundred miles. One day I got a new boss that came from the Omaha office; although he looked in his mid-30s his wife looked alot younger than that. And was she hot, even holding their year-old baby. She was very trim and petite with a nice pair of smallish boobs with alabaster skin and shiny black hair. She looked like a teen-ager, I thought. After a week, he got called to attend a 3-day meeting away at the national HQ several states away so he would be gone a few days. The first night he was away she called me and said the house had lost its electricity, could I come by and try to fix it; and since the lights were out and she would be in the basement could I come in the back door. I said sure I coud help, and walked the few blocks to her house from my apt. and went in the dark house through the back door into the kitchen calling her name. She turned the lights on when I entered, and she was wearing a white robe which she slid off immediately to reveal her bare body. I was dumbfounded – this was like the porn flick I had always dreamed of but thought would never happen. “I fixed the lights,” she said, “now fix me!” I was too nervous to move, but she came over and pressed her bare self against me. My cock could hardly stay in my pants. I decided to go for it, but my sex life was fairly limited and it had been awhile since my last time. She led me to the bedroom, and in ten seconds she had my pants down to my ankles and my cock was in her mouth. It was my first blow job – my college conquests were not that adventurous. I don’t know how long it took, but it must have been only a few minutes until I could feel the sensation thst I was going to burst. I didn’t know what to do, so I pulled myself out of her mouth but didn’t get far enough away and ended up spewing my sperm load all over her face. I thought she would be mad but she was smiling and pulled my cock back into her mouth. That was it – I lost all inhibitions and we started a torrid affair. She was insatiable. I had to work the next two days, but we spent every minute we could in the sack. She widened my sexual repetoire -during these encounters I fucked her from behind in her vagina and anus (both firsts for me) as well as many other girl-on-top positions, more firsts. On the last afternoon we went out to a large state park and found a deserted spot and she asked me to play rape her by tearing her dress off (she had brought a spare)and cutting off her underwear with my pocketknife. I did as she asked and I can’t tell you how hard I got with her flailing around then making her my conquest. When we got back to her house a few hours before she had to leave to pick her husband up at the airport, she asked me to be rough with her and to strip her and spank her. I slapped her a few times but she kept asking me to do it harder. I started giving it to her with all I had – her ass and hips were red with my hand prints. Then I decided to take the initiative by putting my hands on her throat and slapping her face. In the next fifteen minutes I gave her as hard of a pounding as I could. Just before I came I slapped her in the face, then let out the biggest load of sperm I had ever shot (before or since). I collapsed onto her and started spouting nonsense such as I loved her and we should run away together, but she got up and told me that it was never going to happen, and walked back to the bedroom and returned shortly with a new set of clothes. While she dressed in front of me she told me that she was really only 19, that she worked part-time for her now-husband in a store back when when she was seventeen and a junior in high school; even though he was almost twice her age, when they were the only two closing the store at night, before they left they would fuck in the stock room. She said after about six months she got pregnant and graduated from high school only a few months before the birth of her son. Herson was the only thing that mattered, she said, so she married someone she didn’t love but he would always support him. He told her to tell everyone she was 24, and she especially hated that lie. As we went out the door, her to go and pick up her husband at the airport, and me back to everything I hated – my apartment, my job and my life, she said that she was happy she could feel my sperm in her leaking into her panties. I said I hoped he didn’t expect sex when he got home. After that we pretended we didn’t know each other, avoiding encounters at all costs even though her husband was still my boss and kept asking me to come over to their house for dinner. One night about three months later I got a call from the corporate personel director saying there had been a change in circumstances and my boss was no longer with the company, and effective immediately I would have to assume control until a new supervisor could be sent out to Iowa. I asked why he was no longer with the company but all my questions were rebuffed. As soon as I could do so I walked over to their house, which I saw now empty was empty, left in haste I guessed. I went on with my life – I didn’t know where she was from or where she went, which probably a good thing because if I knew I might have done some stupid thing like go after her or try to track her down. About six months later I got a letter in a small white envelope with no return address (but a Denver, CO post-mark) with an unlined piece of paper inside, unsigned, with the words “The baby wasn’t yours” in block letters in a masculine hand. Attempts to find an address or phone number in the Denver directory were not fruitful. My next boss arrived later that week, with his spouse in tow. She was youthful, petite and pretty with her hair upswept. She gave me a wistful smile when we were introduced. The next day I gave my new boss my keys and told him I was going to lunch and not coming back, and I left the company and Iowa for good.
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