From Rejection to Insemination: Married Blonde ***** Her Way To The Top

I knew the second he walked through the door he was here to tell me I didn’t get it. Senior VP… all those years busting my *** for that company, the Harvard MBA, and some homely connected ***** named Becky took it instead. So I answered the door in nothing but my long fur coat… completely naked underneath.The moment I let it drop and he saw my body, I dropped to my knees right there in the foyer. I took him in my mouth, sucking him deep, working my tongue like I was desperate for it. I faked every moan. Then I stood up, took his hand, and walked him straight to the marital bed I share with my husband.I lay back, spread my legs, and let him use my *****. No condom. I’m not on birth control. I knew the risk every time he thrust deep—raw, bare, dangerous—but I smiled and moaned like I loved it. I let him film everything… his **** stretching me, my wedding ring flashing while he ****** another man’s wife in our bed.When he started groaning that he was close, I wrapped my legs around him and whispered, 'If I get the promotion… you can *** inside me.' He confirmed it right there—'It’s yours'—and pumped me full. I felt every hot spurt, knowing I was letting a stranger try to knock me up just to get ahead.I sold my ***** for that job. And I’d do it again”