Sometimes I look at my girlfriend and cannot for the life of me figure out why she is with me. I am 46 yrs old, while moderately successful financially, I am well overweight, and even in my prime, was not the best looking guy out there. While she on the other hand is a Goddess, she is young, 22, beautiful smoking hot body, 5'3" 105lbs, petite and absolutely loves sex. Sex with men, sex with women, and most importantly sex with me! She tells me she loves me and amazingly I believe her, I just can't believe my own eyes.
How we ended up together is even stranger, it was ultimately by my helping her get revenge by sleeping with someone else!
It all started about 2 years ago when she came to work for me. I own a small grocery store in a rural southwestern farm town. The first time I remembered seeing her she was 19, I know this because I had to ID her so she could buy some smokes. I felt like a complete pervert since she was younger than my daughter and I had been lusting after her. But she would come in every so often with who I thought were her parents, they became regular customers that I enjoyed visiting with. Eventually one day Stacy came in and asked for a job. She had always presented herself well and even though I generally don't hire really pretty women as it seems they inevitably get by on their looks and are horrible workers, but I decided to hire her anyway. I put her on the evening shift and working in the sandwich shop. After a while I started getting complaints about her from my other employees, that she never did anything, so after about 6-7 months of her working for me I switched her over to days to work with my best clerk and myself, it was sink or swim for Stacy.

The coworkers were wrong, she kicked ass, she was an excellent cashier and the customers loved her and she was even faster and better in the sandwich shop than my deli manager.
My deli manager was planning to retire, so I eased Stacy into her position. This meant her and I worked together everyday Monday thru Friday. Over time we got to know each other and surprisingly, even with our age difference, we had a lot in common, we had similar views on politics, society, religion (both of us are non-Western in our belief structure), and sex. The only difference was I am generally pretty open sexually in my relationships and she was with a guy who was, well.. trailer trash, he was a non-working, pot smoking, control freak. He was a momma's boy in and out of bed. She would complain all the time that she likes it rough/dirty and he wouldn't even spank her, forget talking or getting down n dirty. I would joke that I was willing to help spank her slutty little ass, she would laugh but made it clear she was committed to him and that she would never cheat on him. But she would joke and flirt with me on occasion, when I would tease her about me spanking her she would respond by biting her finger and calling me daddy. But there was never any physical contact. Eventually I got to know her boyfriend and the rest of the family. The people who I thought were her parents were actually her boyfriend's mother and stepfather. They all lived on the same property. Mom, step dad, 2 brothers, 1 sister and Stacy. The Mom and Stacy where the only ones it seemed with regular paychecks, the step dad maybe sometimes.
She went thru her ups and downs in her relationship with her boyfriend and during one of these times she had gotten extremely frustrated with his inability to keep a job, inability to move out of mommies house, he was 24, and to top it off the bad sex life. The boyfriends Mother was always mean to her, telling her over and over she was stupid and Jack deserved better, (even though she had much better family background), the stepfather was constantly hitting on her, propositioning her for sex or blowjobs. All the while the entire family would guilt her into going to church and getting baptized into something she didn't believe.
While this was going on we had gotten very close, she had told me intimate personal things and I had shared the same. Not just sexual, but about our lives in general. Issues while growing up, our dreams and aspirations. We had become good friends and one day she even admitted that she had thought about leaving Jack and moving in with me. One day we were in my office and while we are talking I made a comment about the unusual nature of her boyfriend's relationship with his mother. She shared with me that Jack and his mom would walk into each others rooms without notice no matter if the other was undressed or not and that one time she had walked into moms room and she was completely nude sitting in a chair with Jack half dressed sitting on floor in front of her. While I had nudist friends, and that their entire family walked around naked inside their own home, these people weren't nudist. We agreed it was unusual. She told me that she thought something weird was going on and his Mother had an abnormal strong hold over him. His mom btw, while close to my age, was a very attractive woman.
But Stacy thought something was going on, so I suggested a course of action, the next time she and Jack, were drinking together, she should plant an idea in his head that she was unhappy about his relationship with his mother and then the next morning when he was hung over, act like she "knew the truth". Bluff and bullshit. Well, the following week it happened. She told him he said weird things about his mother after he was drunk and while he was sleeping, (that he was talking in his sleep was nothing new), and she even told him he said his Mother was great in bed. He then got real quiet, softly denied it, then went upstairs and had a long talk with his mom. Nobody spoke about it again. She thought she was just seeing something that wasn't there. Her boyfriend even started talking about them moving out.
Then about 8-9 weeks later, Stacy was doing laundry and going around the house looking for dirty clothes. She went into Moms room, and found a shirt of Jacks on the side of the bed. The one he was wearing when she left for work earlier that day. She then pulled back the blankets on the bed and found her boyfriends boxers and what had to be a fresh sex stain on the bed lining. Stacy left every day for work at 530 am, the stepfather leaves at 430am, Jack was not working again and Mom was working in the late afternoon. The other siblings had actually gotten jobs. Jack and Mom were the only ones there all day.
Stacy was furious. She knew the truth. Her boyfriend was screwing his mom. She kept a level head and didn't tell anyone what she knew. She passively interrogated her boyfriend and asked where his clothes were that he was wearing that morning, she said he played dumb. But that evening when his Mother came home he again disappeared into her bedroom to talk for nearly a half n hour.
The next day she came into work and told me what she had found and asked how she could get evidence as she wanted to "destroy her" speaking of the boyfriends mother. So I gave her a gift, a very small digital audio recording device with an excellent microphone and a 24 hour recording limit. I suggested she place it in Moms bedroom somewhere above line of sight. So she did and in a couple of days she had audio of them talking and fucking. So again she came to me and we talked about what she should do. At first she wanted to play the recording in front of everyone in the family. I listened to the recording and it was not as clear to me as she described it. While I believed her, I told her that I could see them both convincing everyone you made it up or were just plain wrong and since it was something that people don't want to believe that they would take the easy way out and belive whatever Jack and his Mom said. So, I suggested another course of action.
I suggested that she take the stepfather up on his request for sex. Screw the hell out of him for a few days, then play the audio for him. So she knew the stepfather got up around 3am and sometimes he would sit and watch porn in his office and jerk off before taking a shower. She had seen him doing in once, but walked away without him knowing.
This is how it happened as she told me.
A few nights later she waited in hallway spying until he was jerking it pretty good then walked in "Whatch watching Bud"?? She walked in wearing a small white tshirt and some very sexy panties. His cock was tightly gripped in his hand, he tried to first hide the cock and then the porn. She played like she didnt see what he was doing and just asked if he was watching porn and that she wouldn't tell as she didn't want to get him into trouble again. He admitted he was watching porn, so she asked what kind, and added that her favorite kind is blowjob videos. He said thats what he was watching, so she told him to turn it back on so she could watch too. So as he restarted the video she sat down on her knees next to him on the floor making the occasional noise of approval. After a couple of minutes he asked her what watching it makes her think about, she laughed and said that it makes her think about how much she likes sucking cock. He asked her if she wanted to suck some cock right now and she nodded yes and he pulled it out and she worked all of it into her mouth and sucked him dry.
When she got to work she told me what she had done, every little detail, both action and words. My 8 inches got harder and harder the whole time she told me the story. I know she saw my tent-pole, I tried to be discreet at first, but eventually I was not evening trying to hide it. She didn't say a word about my hard-on, but she stared at it when she left to make a sandwich. I had to leave early that day so we didn't get to talk about it again. Around 4am the next morning I did recieve a text from her, simply stating "got fucked hard".
When I got to work, I called her into my office. I had told my night manager that I was mad at Stacy and need to have a talk with her. As I pulled her in and locked the office door, she happily started telling me how he was up and waiting for her when she walked in his office and that he fucked her hard and made her cum more than once and that she was going to have him fuck her ass the next morning. She said she was a little disappointed as he was not very big, but he tried hard.
I asked her if she liked big cocks. She said no, too big hurts. I asked her if 8 inches was too big and she said no 7 or 8 inches is a perfect fit. So, I pulled my cock out and asked her if she really wanted to wait until tomorrow to get fucked in her ass or if she would like to get 8 inches inside her right now. She literaly jumped on me, kissing me over and over, telling me, Now! I want you now!
So I told that dirty little slut to turn around and I yanked down her pants and panties. I began smacking her ass with my hand, while pulling my belt off with my other hand. When I pulled it all the way off, I folded my belt and began smacking her ass hard. Leaving welt after welt on her ass and thighs. Each time I smacked her she would wimper a little and say quietly "again please daddy". After spanking her probably twenty times I ordered her to spread her legs and pushed her down hard onto my desk. As I pressed the head of my cock against her asshole I began pulling back hard on her shoulder with my free hand. Pulling her small tight little body onto my cock as I began slowly sliding it in. Each thrust allowed my cock to go deeper and deeper into her eventually allowing me to use both my hands to press both her shoulders down everytime I would thrust upwards. Soon my entire cock was inside her and my hands were gripped tightly onto her hips. I began pounding that tight little 22 year old ass, fucking harder and faster than I had done it what seemed a lifetime. As I got closer I began telling her that I was going to blow my load up her ass. This must of turned her out because when I shot my first load into her a few seconds later she shook and squirmed violently in what obviously was a nice orgasm.
After we finished I called in another employee to work for Stacy and took her home with me and I put my cock and cum into every hole in her body.

Later we drove back to my store to pick up her car and drove back to her place to pick up her stuff and her cats. Her boyfriend was crying like a bitch asking "why, why" and even the step dad was crying "don't leave". Fucking pathetic. After we loaded up her stuff Stacy drove off, I was securing the last of her stuff in the back of my truck. When her now ex-boyfriend, mom n step dad walked up and Jack got in my face, yelling at me that he would kick my old ass. I reminded him that I was twice his size and an ex Marine and that he was nothing more than a little boy who likes to fuck his mother and that Stacy knew. Then I told Mom that maybe she should fuck her husband instead of her son and then maybe her husband wouldn't of been chasing Stacy and that Stacy wouldn't of fucked him after she found out.
We've been together now six months, I'm putting my Goddess thru college and yet every night I treat her just the way she likes... just the way this dirty little slut likes it.