TITLE    : Finding Her Way Ch. 02
STORYID  : finding-her-way-ch-02
SUMMARY  : Forced to do a blowjob and witnessed by the neighbor.
AUTHOR   : LilyMoreno@lit
DATE     : 2013-11-11
CATEGORY : loving-wives
FLAGS    : 
TAGS     : |neighbor|husband|fellatio|voyeur|blowjob|forced|


"Why on earth would you want to get a job? Don't I provide you with enough?" John asked Heather furiously. 



"It's not that. I just want to maybe expand on my own, you know? I want to experience what it is that people are busy with when they go into offices, I want to experience looking harried as I clutch a latte, being late for a business meeting..." she trailed off as John threw his coat onto the chaise lounge. 



"You only finished high school, you're not qualified for anything!" 



"I know, but I do know how to use a computer. I know how to organize, I can apply as a secretary." Heather chose to tackle John about finding a job before dinner, not wanting to start their day with what she felt for certain would be an argument. 



John walked into the dining room, and said to her over his shoulder, "Fine. I'll arrange it with Dad to see where we can fit you in." 



"No, that isn't what I want. I want to make it on my own, not because I'm the daughter-in-law of the biggest businessman in the city." 



John paused in the act of sitting, took a long, hard look at her, exhaled loudly, and said, "Do whatever you want, honey. Just don't come crying when you fall flat on your face." 



Well, Heather thought, that went as well as it could. It was just an idea that she wanted to explore. She did not have any solid plans at the moment, she just wanted John to be a sounding board for what she could do for the rest of her life. She was bored with doing the party rounds, of seeing whether she can top off the party that her friend gave last month, or if her gown was more couture than the other ladies present, or whether she has been up to date with all the movies or plays that were showing this month.



Heather was musing about the practicalities while she served dinner. She was so lost in thought she didn't notice the dark looks that John was sending her way. His spoon clattering on the plate bought her attention. They'd finished dinner without her even noticing what she ate. "Well, you've had your way, might as well give me something in exchange," he blurted out as he went around the table to her side. He grasped her arm and forced her to kneel in front of him. 



Unzipping his pants slowly revealed his turgid cock. A frisson of alarm came over the thought of what he could do to her. But, he only leaned back against the table and caressed her mouth with his thumb.



Heather swallowed drily. She looked up and saw John leering at her with a lewd expression on his face. She felt a jolt of excitement at seeing his fixed gaze on her lips. She ran caressing hands up his thighs toward his eagerly awaiting member. She actually preferred servicing him this way, since it would not make her as restless afterward. John thought that he was in some way disrespecting her as his wife if he made her suck his cock. 



Heather looked at the weeping head that continued to bob its impatience to be inside the warmth of her mouth. The room was cold with the windows open but she felt as if she was on fire. She thrust her tongue and looked up John's face while she rewarded the head with quick teasing lashes. 



John gasped at the thrill of watching Heather bathe his shaft. His heart was racing with anticipation, with each lash of her tongue feeling like the softest, warmest haven. He especially liked the forbidden thrill of seeing her angelic face being stuffed full of cock, his cock. 



"Suck it," he urged her with an impatient hand at the back of her head, trying to coax her closer. She instead stooped lower, running her agile tongue from the base toward the now glistening head. John moaned just as she took in an inch, surrounding the glans within the heat of her talented mouth. "Baby, take in more, please," he begged her while she continued to tease him, taking only an inch but inundating it with quick circling strokes of her tongue. His back arched with the ecstasy this brought him, his hips jerking, forcing Heather to take in a little bit more.



She took his cock out for a moment, holding it firmly in her hand, then blew warm air softly into the wet head. He was so engorged, her hand would not fully enclose his rampant erection. John shuddered, groaning out his torment, and held her head with both hands. She gave in to his urging, and tried to take him in to the root. "Fuck! You're killing me, baby." John closed his eyes as the killing rapture started to take over his consciousness.



She began to suck him in earnest, rapidly bobbing her head. Heather's cheeks bloomed with fire as she noted the slurping sounds she made as his hips jerked in answer to her up and down movement. She looked up and saw his face grimacing in a rictus of almost painful pleasure. She absolutely loved having him in her mouth, of feeling his enthusiasm mount as the urgency of the moment built up. He unconsciously began to pump his hips, fucking her face so deep that he almost reached her tonsils. She sucked harder in answer to his rapidly mounting excitement, using her saliva-lubricated hands to help jack him off. 



"Ahh, get ready, baby, I'm going to come," he warned her. John felt like the top of his head was coming off, Heather's sucking was so good. He could sense his balls firming up with the coming explosion. His dick erupted with her downward stroke, coming deep in her mouth. She swallowed with each jet of his come, the motion massaging the head of his cock, prolonging his ejaculation. Heather didn't stop until he had to ease her off, slowly popping his glans out with a smacking sound.



He tenderly rubbed her abused lips, smearing some of his semen that escaped her avid tongue. "I'm sorry I was so rough," John apologized. 



"It's fine, you know I'm yours whenever you want." A tiny movement outside the window caught her eye, and she blushed furiously when she realized that, with the windows open, there was a possibility that their neighbor Zack might have witnessed their sexual act. 

