It’s Good to be The Boss! Chapter 2

Sometimes the Boss doesn't get what he wanted

This whole situation has rattled Rob. He heads to his favorite bar, parks out front and sits there for a bit. He sniffs Beth’s panties again. Then heads inside, the panties tucked safely in his coat pocket.

As Rob walks in, George hollers, “Yo, Rob!” then he looks at the clock on the wall, sees that it is much too early for an after-work drink, and sets a whisky on the bar in front of him. “Must be something big to bring ya in this early for a whiskey!” George sets the bottle on the bar, then does what a good bartender should do; he acts busy, polishing beer mugs, and waiting.

“Hey, George. Yeah, got some shit on my mind.” Rob grabs the glass, tips it back, then sits the empty glass back on the bar. George silently refills the Rocks glass, almost to the rim.

With so many thoughts running through his mind, he thinks to himself, ‘I have never, ever cum that quickly, I mean shit, she wrapped those tiny fingers around my cock, and I came all over her face. Her beautiful little baby face.’ Rob feels his cock twitch and he downs another whiskey. George again fills the glass almost to the rim. Rob stands, takes his coat off, takes the panties out of the pocket, then hangs his coat on the back of the barstool.

George looks at the panties wadded up in his hand and looks at Rob with that look that begs a discussion. Rob sets his hand on the bar and opens his fingers. George asks, “May I?” Rob just nods and George picks up the panties and spreads them out flat on the bar. George, his voice barely above a whisper, says, “Damn, Rob! You fuck a little girl?”

Rob shakes his head no. “George, she’s 23, just tiny, so fucking tiny. But I didn’t fuck her, not yet.”

“I’d say, my daughter wore panties this size when she was like 12! So, what’s the problem then? I know your ol’ lady wouldn’t have a problem with you fucking her. Hell, Tina would probably hold her down for ya!”

“George, this girl, dammit! She has me so fucked up!”

“Ya ain’t fucked her yet and you’re getting’ this messed up? Shit man!”

“George, she . . . uh, I . . . . fuck, here, watch this!” and Rob grabs his phone and starts the video of Beth masturbating with her panties, then him cumming all over her face. “She tried to wrap her fingers around my cock, and I shot all over her! I’ve never cum that quick, didn’t even get a blowjob from her.”

George picks up her panties and takes a deep whiff, then hands them to Rob quickly as they hear the bell from someone opening the front door. Rob shoves them into his pocket and starts spinning his whiskey glass, deep in thought. George heads off to serve the two attractive middle-aged ladies that stopped in.

Rob finishes off the whiskey, then puts on his coat. George hollers, “Take care man, let me know if you figure out a solution to your problem.” Rob pulls out his billfold and George says, “I got ya covered, man. Take care!” Rob takes a Twenty out of his wallet and sets it down by the two ladies, “First drink is on me, ladies.” And he walks out.

Rob is sitting in his car, thinking, and then hears someone tapping on the passenger window. Rob presses the button and the window drops. This gal isn’t wearing a coat, and her obviously braless tits are getting quite a chill. She says, “Thanks for the drinks, why don’t you come back in and chat with my friend and I? Allow us to thank you for the drinks.”

Between staring at her tits and watching her eying his crotch, Rob notices her necklace. A small silver key hanging on a thin silver chain. Then sees her very expensive wedding ring set. A hotwife with a cuck husband, one of Rob’s favorite toys to play with.

“Show me your tits!” Rob demands.

She stands, looks both ways on the sidewalk, then leans against the car and unbuttons her blouse, nice C cup tits. Rob gets out, walks around to this gorgeous woman. He pushes her blouse down her arms and holds it in his left hand, then he grabs her nipple and leads her back into the bar. George is there behind the bar, but her friend is not sitting at the bar. Then they notice George’s hips thrusting forward and back. Her friend has George’s cock buried deep in her throat.

Rob walks back to the front door, locks it and flips the sign to Closed. He turns back to the topless bitch, “No names, just strip. Now!”

George and his hotwife are walking around the bar to join them, and she strips naked as well. Rob’s hotwife pulls his cock out and starts licking around the head. This time, thankfully, Rob’s cock obeys and enjoys this bitch’s tongue. George has his bitch bent over a table and has his cock buried in her asshole. Rob likes that idea, so he flips her around and leans her over a table. George has his hand over the bitch’s mouth to quiet her screams as he fucks her asshole. Rob rubs his cock up and down this bitch’s cunt, then press into her asshole. She screams, “No! Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck! You bastard! One drink doesn’t buy you my ass!”

“No, but I took it anyway! When we fill yer asses, you can go home and sit on cuck hubby’s face and have him suck my cum out of your asshole!” This bitch really gets off on that idea, and her body shudders then she cums. He fucks her hard, making her scream with each stroke.

George has already finished and has his bitch licking his cock clean. Rob is feeling pretty mean and when he feels his balls twitch, he grabs a handful of her hair, pulls his cock out and shoves her to the floor. He grabs her left hand and holds it in front of her face, then he cums all over her wedding ring and her face.

“Suck me clean, bitch!” She glares at him, but she sits up and takes his cock into her mouth. From the ugly expression on her face, she must be tasting her ass on his cock.

Rob steps over to the bar, grabs her blouse and wipes his cock off. Then he thanks George and unlocks the front door, flips the sign to Open, and leaves. Rob thinks using that bitch was fun, but it didn’t do anything to help settle his mind.

Rob gets home a little bit early, and Slut is wanting to know what’s wrong. He just pushes her away and tells her he needs a shower. He strips in his bedroom, then cranks up the shower. He stands there letting the hot water cascade down his body. Rob keeps seeing Beth’s face, his cum splattered all over her. Her tiny little body, those perfect little almost titties, that coin-slot pussy!

He finished his shower, dried off and tried to tie the towel around his waist, but his cock is hard as a rock and sticking straight out. He walks to the living room, naked, grabs his coat and pulls out Beth’s panties. He sits back on the couch, and Slut starts sucking his cock. He holds her panties to his nose and breathes deeply; Slut sucks him deeper into her throat. Rob caresses Slut’s hair and smiles. He holds the panties to her nose, and she breathes deep and sucks him faster.

Slut is slowing down a bit; she must be getting tired as she has been sucking his cock for almost an hour. Slut knows better than to stop before given permission, so she keeps at it. Aggravated, Rob pushes her away, his cock still hard as a rock.

Slut asks quietly, “Are those Beth’s?”

Rob just nods yes. Slut lays her head on his leg and lazily licks and caresses his cock and balls, but her left hand is between her legs, pinching and squeezing her clit. “Would Master like to whip Slut? That always makes you feel better.”

“No, just . . . no.”

“May Slut abuse her pussy, Master, please?”

“Whatever, just leave me alone.”

Slut knows Master is confused, or angry, and she also knows how turned on she got from watching Master sniff those little girls’ panties.

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Like clockwork, Marion arrives home, and the first thing he sees is the coffee cup sitting on the table. Then Beth’s dress laying in a heap on the kitchen floor. He picks the dress up, then carefully hangs it over the back of a chair. He checks the coffee cup, room temperature, so it has sat there for a while.

Marion listens but doesn’t hear anything except his breathing. Cautiously he walks down the hall to Beth’s room. He peeks around the corner, and just sees Beth, lying on her belly with one leg pulled up and her fingers still in her pussy. Marion leans against the door frame, staring at his little sister’s naked body. He quickly scans the room, looking for her panties. You see, jacking off with her panties is a favorite pastime for Mary.

He drops to his knees and looks around under the bed, but he doesn’t see her panties anywhere. From this position, Marion can see the large wet spot under Beth. He can see her dried juices coating her fingers. He stands and walks quietly to the bathroom and digs through the dirty clothes until he finds a pair of Beth’s panties, the pair he finds are the ones he jacked off with this morning, the crotch isn’t full of his cum like he expected, but the gusset is damp.

He decides that is a mystery for another time and unzips and pulls out his 8-inch, rock hard cock. He wraps the panties around the head of his cock. Mary leans back against the sink and starts stroking. He remembers the smell of her, the gentle curve of her hip as it rolls down to her ass, her fingers inside of the pussy he has been in love with for years. And he cums, a lot! He wipes his cock clean with the panties then tosses them on top of the dirty clothes.

He walks back through the kitchen and out the back door and quietly gets in his car and leaves. Parking around the corner, he calls Beth’s cellphone. After the fourth ring Beth answers, sees the time and says, “Hi Mare, not home yet?”

“No Beth, last minute issue at work. I’ll be home in 10 minutes or so. If you don’t feel like cooking, maybe order delivery or something?”

“Yeah, Mare, I spaced the time and didn’t set anything out for supper tonight. Decide what to order and I’ll see you when you get home.” Beth walked to the kitchen and the first thing she noticed was her dress on the back of the chair. “Yeah, pizza, or maybe that Mexican place you like. . . ok. See ya soon.”

Beth puts the dress on, and remembers her encounter with Rob earlier, her nipples harden and her pussy tingles. She grabs the cup and saucer, quickly washes them, dries them then puts them away. She runs to the bathroom to pee and check her makeup. As she is peeing, she notices her panties on top of the laundry basket. She picks them up, remembering she sucked the cum from them this morning after Marion left for work. This load of semen is fresh, and still warm. Her perverted mind is running a thousand miles an hour. She steps into the panties and pulls them up. The cool dampness causes a shiver as she pulls the cum soaked panties up and she rubs the crotch of the panties, smearing her juices and Mare’s cum all over her pussy.

She stops herself from masturbating, knowing Marion will be home soon. She looks in the mirror, dried semen on her face and in her hair. She does her best to brush the evidence out of her hair, then washes her face. One last check to make sure she is presentable, then she grabs her phone and sits on the couch, turns on the TV and generally gets lost in something on the TV, but her mind won’t let go. Mare must have come home, seen me, picked up my dress. Then he jacked off again in my panties. But why did he leave and call? Did he notice the coffee cup? Her hand wanders down and is between her legs before she realizes it. Then Marion comes in the back door startling Beth, and she jerks her hand from her pussy and quickly wipes it on her dress.

“Hey Beth, sorry I’m late, got hung up at work. How about pizza for supper?” He walks in, leans down and kisses the top of Beth’s head, then hangs his coat in the closet. He plops down on the couch beside Beth, and her delicious aroma wafts to his nose. The wonderful smell of Beth, his cock starts to get hard.

They both avoid eye contact, Beth says, “Pizza is fine, will you call it in? I have to go pee.”

Marion is lost in thought, his concerns are who was here? Why was Beth so aroused? Was she masturbating when I came in, the second time?

“Mare . . . Earth to Mare, you there? Call and order the pizza!”

“Oh, yeah, just spacin’ out, long day at work.” Then he walks to the kitchen and gets the pizza menu from the stack of carry out menus on the fridge. He calls in their usual order, half Meat Lovers, half vegetarian, large order of breadsticks with extra cheese sauce and a two-liter bottle of Pepsi. He laughs to himself, the battle of the soda’s was won by Beth years ago; She likes Pepsi, although Marion prefers Coke. Beth wins a lot of those decisions.

Beth masturbates to a quick orgasm, pees, then washes up, again. Marion hollers, “Ordered the usual, 30 minutes or less, so probably be here in 45 minutes” then laughs. Beth comes back, and they both sit on the couch, avoiding eye contact. Beth hands the remote to Marion, “Find something more interesting that whatever the hell this show is.”

They both mindlessly go through the motions, but both are conflicted, Beth is terrified to tell Mare that Rob stopped by, and Marion is afraid to mention that Rob left work early and with the coffee cup and her dress on the floor, he thinks Rob came here.

Pizza is delivered; Beth runs and sets paper plates and napkins on the table as Marion answers the door and tips the delivery guy. Marion sets the pizza in the middle of the table then opens the breadsticks and cheese sauce. Beth pours two cups of Pepsi then sees how Marion sat the pizza box down. “Oh no you don’t fella, don’t put those vegetables on my side!” She turns the pizza box, so the Meat Lovers is on her side of the table, “I need MEAT!” and she laughs that lovable little girl laugh.

Marion laughs with her, and watches as she eats, then when she dips a breadstick into the cheese sauce and puts it in her mouth, he watches her as she sucks the cheese sauce off the breadstick, then chomps a big bite, and Marion’s cock twitches.

Eye contact! Boom! Marion says, “Rob left work early” and at the same time Beth says, “Rob stopped by here today.” Then silence. They both sat and ate without saying a word or again making eye contact.

Beth gets up and starts to clean up, and Marion helps her, putting what’s left of the pizza and a couple of breadsticks into the fridge. Marion picks up the cups and as he puts them in the sink, his hand brushes Beth’s hand and they both pause a second, then Marion rinses the cups and sets them on the drain rack. Marion dries his hands, then dries Beth’s hands, then guides her to the couch.

Marion, still holding Beth’s hand asks, “What did Rob want?” Marion watches as tears well up in Beth’s eyes, then roll freely down her cheeks.

Marion holds Beth tight, he knows she will tell him when she is ready to. Beth lets out a big sigh, then says, “Mare, I really don’t know, first he was talking about how us showing up at the party was good for your career.” Beth finally looks Marion in the eye, “The next thing I knew, I was standing in front of him wearing only my panties.”

Marion shifts uncomfortably as his cock twitches. “Rob asked if I wanted to submit to him, he wants to be my Master. I think he gets off on fucking married wives . . . Oh Mare, I am so sorry. I couldn’t hide it anymore and told him we weren’t really married. Then he figured out you are my brother.” Another round of sobbing, Marion’s mind won’t let go of the idea she was standing before Rob, in just her panties, the panties he couldn’t find. His cock is now painfully erect in his pants, something that didn’t slip by Beth as she continued.

“We went to my bedroom, and he made me take off my panties.” Marion groans softly and reaches down and adjusts his cock in his pants, and Beth says, “He made me masturbate for him, and he recorded it on his phone.” And Beth unbuckles Marion’s belt. “He got right between my legs and recorded my fingers in my pussy.” Beth unzips Marion’s pants and reaches in his boxers and fishes out his cock. Marion watches intently as Beth’s hand rubs slowly up and down his hard cock, “He handed me my panties and made me put them in my pussy and finger myself with them.” She scoops a bit of precum from the tip of his cock and licks it off her finger. Marion moans and his cock twitches. Beth goes back to slowly jacking him off.

“I asked him if he wanted to fuck me!” Marion grabs Beth’s hand and stops her, and she continues, “Mare, I really wanted him to fuck me! I haven’t had any cock since you took me away from Daddy and I wanted his cock!” Marion’s cock again twitches, and if Beth squeezes his cock again, he’s afraid he’s going to pop. “I pulled his cock out, Mare, I wanted to suck it and get it wet then feel it inside of me. I wanted him to fuck me hard!” Beth leans down and takes Marion’s cock into her mouth, and instantly Marion erupts, filling her mouth with his cum.

She sucks as much as she can from his cock, then raises up, smiles and shows him the cum in her mouth. Marion grabs her head and kisses her, Beth wishing it was Rob’s semen they were sharing. Beth is still stroking his cock, which is still as hard as steel. “When I grabbed Rob’s cock, he shot his cum all over my face. Dammit Mare, I wanted him to cum inside of me.” Beth stands up, unties her dress and lets it fall to the floor, then she pushes those cummy panties to the floor. She has Marion stand up and she kneels, unties his shoes and takes them off, then she helps him step out of the pants and boxers. She grabs his cock and leads him to her bed.

She pushes him down on the bed, then climbs up and mounts him, slowly sliding down on his cock. Her brother’s cock, the cock she has watched grow since childhood. It had been years since Beth had any cock inside of her. And now, after years of pretending, her ‘husband’s’ cock is inside of her.

Marion reaches up and caresses Beth’s tiny titties. “After he came on my face, he put on his coat and made me go out on the porch with him. Mare, I was naked, it was so erotic and hot and humiliating to be outside.” She slides all the way down on his cock and squeezes her pussy, “Then Rob pulled those panties out of my pussy, right there on the porch. He put them in his pocket then drove away. A car drove by and then I realized I was outside, naked! I ran back inside and fingered myself until I came.”

Beth is slowly fucking herself on her brother’s cock. Marion says, “I got home and saw your dress on the kitchen floor. Then found you on your bed. Your fingers were in your pussy, and I got so turned on, I grabbed your dirty panties and jacked off with them.” Beth is getting a bit more aggressive fucking herself on Mare’s cock.

Beth giggles that little girl voice, “I know you cum in my panties, then after you leave, I get them and lick your cum out of them.” She is rocking her hips, “Now, if you want to cum in my panties, I want to be wearing them!”

Marion cums in his little sister, his mind conflicted. He wants to watch Rob fuck his sister; he wants Rob to make him lick her pussy clean. But he loves her and now he doesn’t want to give her away!

Beth wishes it was Rob filling her pussy full, she then switches ends and sits her cummy pussy on Marion’s face, and without hesitation, he starts licking her clean as Beth licks his cum and her juices from his cock.

The rest of the evening, Beth keeps Marion aroused by talking about how she wants to submit to Rob, wants to be his slut. Every time he would get hard, she would either suck him to orgasm or fuck him then sit on his face and makes him clean her up. Beth sleeps like a baby, Marion lays there, awake, for hours. He was angry with himself; for taking so long to love his ‘wife’, and for getting so aroused from her telling him that she wants to submit to another man.
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Rob finds that he cannot sleep. He keeps seeing himself shoot his cum all over Beth’s face. The humiliation eats at him.