Jake’s friend had dragged him to the 80′s band festival. It was across the state, miles

Jake’s friend had dragged him to the 80′s band festival. It was across the state, miles from home, so he wasn’t exactly happy to be there.  He was driving, which meant he was the only one not smoking weed or getting drunk. Jake left his friends, who were lit, to try and find something non-alcoholic to drink.“Debbie?!?” he said somewhat shocked to see a coworker. “Jack?! Sorry, Jake, right?” Debbie said sounding oddly professional for someone wearing a see through one-piece in public.  “I didn’t know you were a glamor rock fan,” she said.Jake noticed she seemed a little buzzed.  He was beginning to think he was being pranked because Debbie was pretty straight laced and was in HR at work.“Hey, I like your shirt, man,” she said sounding more casual. “You’re tall!” she said all of a sudden, staring up at him. “Sorry, I’m a bit wasted,” she said putting a finger to her lips before leaning against his chest playfully.Debbie’s hand was suddenly on Jake’s bulge. “So, is your wife here?” she asked in a hushed tone. She squeezed his cock through his jeans. “My husband is totally stoned and I need some hard cock,” she practically growled in his ear as she held onto his cock.“Yeah, definitely,” Jake said. He led her out of the crowded area into a secluded area with a few empty tents. “Come on, in here.”Jake was surprised at how willing and freaky Debbie was. She sucked his cock like a professional, gave him a rimjob, fucked his brains out and even let him fuck her up the ass, twice.  Between debauchery, Debbie told him that she got off fucking random strangers behind her husband’s back.  She would buy slutty outfits and wear them in public, wearing them under her regular clothes until her husband got drunk or high.  “The thought of getting caught turns me on so much,” she whined before working herself up for another romp with Jake.  At the end of the night, they slipped out of the tent and each went back to their groups.The next workday, Debbie called Jake into her office. She closed her door and lowered the blinds. “Look,” she said sounding like the uptight professional he knew her to be before the festival. “I don’t think either of us want our spouses finding out about this weekend. I just want to be sure you’re willing to keep what happened to yourself,” she said. “I’m sure your wife doesn’t need to kno…”“I’m not married,” Jake pointed out. All of the color drained from Debbie’s face.  She started to drift towards threatening his job, but he cut her off again. “But you are,” he reminded her. “Aren’t you married to Glen in Corporate HR? I have to imagine that would be a double whammy for you.“Debbie looked like she was about to faint, clutching at her desk for support. “It’s your word again…”Jake pulled out his phone and pressed play. On his phone, Debbie was screaming his name and telling him to fuck her harder. “Your cock is so much bigger than Glen’s!” she cried out before Jake stopped the video.“Now, I’m guessing this isn’t your first time trying to blackmail someone,” Jake said, standing up and approaching her. “And you know I could have your fired and tell Glen about all the nasty little things you do behind his back,” Jake continued ominously, now looming over her petite frame. “But I have to say, I really, really enjoyed it.” He pushed her to her knees and pulled out his cock.  “Just a little down payment on tonight,” he said as Debbie took his cock into her mouth.  “You’re going to be my little plaything for a while,” he promised. -- source link

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