The little bitch just stood there, with a look of shock, disbelief and indignation on her face. So I repeated my demand. "Take your clothes off and on your knees and give me a blow job. NOW or I send the video tape to your husband!"

There are few pleasures in life that will ever compare to having someone enslaved to you,especially due to their own stupidity. People observe things all the time but fail to take advantage of situations. Not me, you can call me a jerk or bastard or whatever you want, but it just doesn't matter to me, just as long as I get what I want.

I run two repair shops that employ 18 technicians and 6 technician helpers. Of the 18 mechanics two are women and both are really good truck mechanics. Four of the mechanic helpers are female as well. Sharon, the bitch I was talking to, is one to the female mechanics.

Sharon is really a hot, good-looking woman and the day she walked into my office, in her tight, short, did I say short? Hell I meant VERY short mini, to interview for a mechanics position I didn't take her very serious. She had attended a well-known trade school for diesel mechanics. Just the thought of her working on semi-tractor trailers, being 5 1/2 feet tall and very slim. Hell her drivers license says she weights 140 pounds but that must have been after she had one of her three children because if she weighs 110 lbs. I would be surprised. It is obviouse that she works out with her very lean body. Sharon has long blonde hair that when her hair is down will cover her rather small breasts that seem to be perfect for her because of the clothes she wears certainly accentuates them.

Sharon's husband is quit a bit older that her and is a very successful bean counter that works at some big company in Chicago's loop. She is now 27 and he must be 40 and takes care of her very well financially. When her last child started attending school full time she decided to pursue her goal of becoming a truck mechanic like her father was.

A week ago I had someone break into the shop where Sharon works and so I pulled the video surveillance tape and was watching it before turning it over to the police. I couldn't believe what I saw! Sharon was the last one to leave and locked the doors and set the alarm. I saw a red corvette pull up and a good-looking young man gets out and meet her. As they met it was obvious that he wasn't just asking for directions to someplace because they locked lips and his hands went around and cupped her ass and pulled her close to him. She locked her arms around his neck and the two stayed like that for a few minutes, talking and kissing. Then they walked back to the shop and she unlocked the door and disarmed the alarm system.

Sharon and her lover then went to the break room and I was so glad I had installed good cameras in every room of my business. She entered the break room pulling him by the scarf around his neck. Then they started taking coats off, and then she unbuckled his belt adn undid his fly all the while their lips were locked. At the same time her lover ripped her shirt open, buttons flying everywhere and pulled it off of her exposing her bra-less firm tits. She knelt down and as she did so she pulled his pants down and his cock jumped out to meet her.

Sharon began to take the entire length of his rather large cock down her throat. He guided her head with his hand behind her head, and thrusting foward he began to fuck her throat. Slow and steadily she was fed his long shaft. In and out he fucked her face and than stopped pulling her head to his pubic hair. I could tell he was cumming, shooting it down her throat by the look on his face.

He then released her head and pulled out of her mouth and she stood up and he began to suck on her nipples. Reaching down he undid her pants and pulled them off her. Then picking her up and putting her on the edge of one of the tables she laid back while he spread her legs and place his cock at the entrance of her pussy. Then in one swift act he rammed it inside her shaved pussy and began to fuck her hard. He rammed his cock in and out of her. With each thrust the table would move across the floor till it finally came to rest against the wall. Although I didn't have sound, I could tell she was moaning by the way she moved her head back and forth and from side to side. He had placed her legs with her knees against her chest allowing him full access to her beautiful pussy. Sharon's hands gripped the edges ofr the table and she moved her mouth as if she was screaming for more.

My cock stained against my pants as I watched this beautiful woman being fucked on the table in the break room. I reached down and undid my pants and pulled them down and began to stroke my own cock wathinig this scene.

Sharon reached up and grabbed his hair and pulled his head to her turning and biting shoulder. I could tell it must have hurt because he screamed out in pain and esctacy. All of the sudden it was as if she had gone into convulsions and then they stopped as if she had passed out. I realized that I was shooting my wad all over myself. I grabbed a napkin and as I cleaned myself up they slowly began to move again and he pulled out of her and she lowered her legs to the floor. He reached down and grabbed her hands and helped her to sit up and as she did she reached down and massaged his balls. A few moments of conversation and then they kissed and she stood up and they began to put their clothes back on. Her shirt was ripped and so she put on her uniform shirt and tucking it in, walked together to the door and she locked up. I watched them exchange one last kiss and they each got into their vehicles and drove off.

My mind began to form thoughts about what I saw on the TV monitor. I knew that this was what I had been waiting for. Sharon was a flirt. She knew she was sexy and she used it to her advantage. At times she was known to turn some of the guys red in the face by her comments or the looks she would give them. But she always reminded the guys when they moved in for more that she was happily married. Now I knew she was getting some action on the side. I wanted some of that action. I knew she loved her husband and children by the way she talked and I knew she would not want to jeopardize her marriage.

Blackmail is such a dirty word but if that's what it would take, well so be it. I wanted her for my pleasure and I would have her!

I began to edit the  videotape and called the police and told them I had a tape of the guy that broke in to the shop. The part I didn't give them was of Sharon and her lover. That part I kept for my own use.

I called Sharon in and told her I had something I wanted her to watch. She sat down and I placed the tape in the VCR and turned it on. I watched her eyes begin to fill with tears and shock as she watched. I turned it off and she stood up and turned to me and pleaded that I destroy the tape. I told her to see me after work, that we needed to talk.

At five I heard the punch ot the timeclocki as the last guy punched out. i kept busy with my paperwork as I waited for Sharon to appear in the door. When she had changed into the clothes she wore to work that morning and was dressed in a tight mini skirt with a silk blouse and long coat wrapped tight around her as if to hide her body from me. What a contrast between seeing her all covered with oil and grease with her hair up under a hat to keep it clean. Now with her hair down and cleaned up she was gorgous. Many of days I had watched her work on something bent over and wanted to come up behind her and ram my dick in her. Or to see her working under a truck on a creeper and just want to crawl between her legs.

"Tom, can we talk about that tape now?" Sharon asked sheepishly red faced.

"Sure, come in." So Sharon walked in and stood in front of my desk.

"I am so sorry that you had to see that and It will not happen again. I am so embarased I have been shaking all day thinking you were going to fire me. I love my job and I know you have given me an oppertunity when no one else would. Well, I am sorry. Are you going to destroy it for me? Please I don't want anything to get back to my husband, it would destroy him and if the guys in the shop  saw it, well I would not get much respect from them. Please!" she pleaded.

"Well let's just say it will be kept secured. I have it in my vault where nothing will happen to it but," I paused to let the next words sink in, "If you don't want anyone to see it, your going to be my fucking slut! Fuck me, Suck me, do what ever I want you to do and whenever I want you to do it. Is that clear?"

She just stood there with her mouth open but no words came out. Tears began to fall down her cheeks.

"Now take your clothes off and get on your knees and suck my cock. I know you like to suck big cocks and I have one for you.!" I stood up and undid my pants and pulled out my swollen cock.

The little bitch just stood there, with a look of shock, disbelief and indignation showing on her face. So I repeated my demand."Take your clothes off and get on your knees and give me a blow job. NOW or I send the video tape to your husband!"

In tears she bagan to take her clothes off pleading with me not to make her do this. When she had her clothes off I pointed to the carpet in front of me and said, "On your knees where a good whore belongs!"

She came forward and got on her knees and with tears flowing from her eyes like a rushing stream she began to open her mouth and suck my cock in. I grabbed her hair with my hands and pulled her to me shoving my cock deep into her mouth and then down her throat. It was so hot and moist that it made my cock swell even more. Gagging she tried to pull away but I refused to release her. Then after of moment of shear warmth overtaking me, I released my hold and allowed her to back off and she  began to cough and gasp for air. I then began to fuck her face. In and out I fucked her mouth and throat as tears continued to flow. I felt myself wanting to cum so I pulled out of her mouth and told her to  bend over my desk.

Sobbing, Sharon stood up still pleading with me so I grabbed her by the arm and threw her to the desk.

"Bend over my little slut!"

She laid her tits down on the top of my desk as she bent over with her beautiful ass in the air just waiting for me to take. I spread her legs and stuck my fingetr in her pussy to find it so wet and hot that she must have been getting turned on. Shoving my cock deep inside her she cried out as if in pain. As I fucked her the tears continued to flow but her cries of pain was turning into soft moans of pleasure. Her pussy was tighter than I had expected, especially after her having three children. It was so tight and her cunt muscles were gripping my cock as if they were working a nipple on a cows utter to get milk. It was such a turn on to just look down and see this sexy woman laying there, nude across my desk with my ridget cock plowing in and out of her. Knowing she was at my beck and call. I was her master now. My sex slave!

 I couldn't hold on much longer, I was ready to explode so I pulled out of her pussy and walked to the other side of the desk and offered her my cock. As she sucked me into her mouth I began to shoot load ofter load of hot steaming cum down her throat for her to swallow. She sucked me dry and when I pulled out of her mouth there wasn't a drop of cum on my shaft, only her wet saliva. I stepped back and pulled up my pants. Sharon stood up and went over to her clothes and started to get dressed, still sobbing.

After she had put her pants on I walked over to her and put my arms around her and she responded by putting her arms around me and pulling me tightly to her. Her bare breasts against my body felt so good that even though I had a shirt on her nipples were poking me in the chest.

"Your a bastard!" she whispered.

"I know it but I have wanted to fuck you from the first time I laid eyes on you." I told her.

"I should quit!" she responded.

"That wouldn't release you from being my whore.It would just make it more inconvient for you to be where I want you to be at the time I want you to be there. After all your husband would not like the video of you and that stud or of you and me just now."