Joan spent the evening with her cuckold husband, as she told him, and described her mind-blowing first sale as a realtor with vivid details. Her husband got so horny while hearing all his wife had experienced sexually during the closing of the deal. Her husband could not help himself as he explored new, very kinky ideas while sexually satisfying his hot horny wife. In the end, both were covered in love juices, completely spent. They could only crawl into their cum and piss-soaked bed and fall asleep holding each other's naked fucked bodies.
Joan slowly crawled out of bed in the morning. She smelled and felt like a fucked whore. Joan looked into the bathroom mirror before taking a shower. The person looking back at her had been fucked hard, used and abused. A smile showed on her lips as a surge of erotic bliss traveled through her body. She described their sexual pleasure that night in two words, extreme fucking. She knew she had been a bad girl.
Joan entered the shower turning the water on her fucked body as warm piss flowed from her full bladder, down her legs, and across her feet. The water felt so good as her soapy hands caressed every inch of her fucked body. The shower breathed life and energy into her beautiful body. Joan was ready for another day of doing what she does best, satisfying her client's needs and desires.
Joan arrived at the office dressed seductively, her spike heels clicking on the hardwood floor as she walked provocatively to her desk. She knew there were eyes on her swaying booty, both from the men and women, as she made her way through the office. Joan so loved the feeling of being watched and wanted.
Joan's desk was covered in messages from prospective clients. She knew she had a busy day ahead of her. Joan's phone lit up. Her boss Jim was calling. She answered with a seductive voice, "What can I do for you, Jim?"
Jim replied, "Will you please come to my office once you have caught up on your messages? I have something special to show you. Joan said she would, but she had a lot of clients to talk to first. Jim told her, "This afternoon will be fine.
Joan went to work on the list of clients, calling her for listings. She worked her way through the list of prospective clients, looking for exciting prospects and their listings. She made dozens of calls. Some clients she passed on to her co-workers, others she did an in-depth search. She checked out the listings and personal information of the clients online.
Joan made several appointments with prospective clients. One couple stood out—they had a unique home in a good neighborhood, and she liked what she saw and read on Facebook. The prospective clients socialized with several couples, and the pictures online were racy and suggestive. When she talked with the clients on the phone, they were warm and welcoming. Joan already felt a personal connection between the three of them. She set up a meeting with the couple for ten o'clock tomorrow morning to meet them and evaluate their home.
By noon, Joan had worked through all the messages, making appointments or passing them to her co-workers to handle. Joan wondered what Jim, her boss, wanted to show her. She grabbed a sandwich and an energy drink and went to the lady's room. She emptied her bladder and checked her makeup and hair before going to Jim's office. She wanted to look her best for her boss.
Joan knocked on Jim's office door. He answered, "Come on in, Joan, I have been waiting for you. Congratulations on the closing of your first listing yesterday. You certainly have a unique way with the clients. All of the other realtors in the office are envious of your talents. And how well you work with the clients. Please, come with me into my inner office."
Joan was surprised when the bookcase opened, revealing a hidden door leading into a private, dimly lit room. There was a couch, an easy chair, and a bed. She was taken aback but did not hesitate to enter his private room, the door closing behind her. She now knew what Jim wanted. "Joan, you are a very talented and attractive woman and not afraid to show how sexy and hot you are. I think you should show me how much you appreciate working here."
Jim pulled Joan into his arms, his lips finding hers with a passionate kiss as his hands caressed her body down to her firm ass. Joan moaned with erotic emotion, not pulling away, her hands sliding from Jim's backside around to the growing bulge in his suit pants. Jim groaned with pleasure as Joan's hand slid into his pants, grasping his swollen cock. Joan slowly stroked his hard cock, feeling the wetness of precum on her hand.