Working My Way Through College Chapter 2

"You fucked my husband last night, bitch", she said!

I wasn't ready for any of this. My mind was spinning a mile a minute. She slapped me again.

"I'm Ellen! Dale's wife. You fucked my husband, didn't you, you fucking whore", was what she said next.

I didn't answer, but looked at her shoes.

"Did you like sucking his dick", she shouted!

I didn't answer.

"Answer me, you cocksucking whore! Did you like sucking my husbands dick", she asked.

I didn't know how to answer. I was so totally confused. When she raised her hand to slap me again, I answered meekly, "Yes".

That seemed to calm her down, believe it or not.

"That's OK. I saw the pictures. You're just a whore. You'd suck any cock if they paid you", she said. "Besides, he has a nice cock. I like sucking it too"!

I was so bewildered by this turn of events, I didn't even object.

She smiled, and took my arm in hers, and walked me into the living room. Her demeanor changed just like that. She sat on the couch, and told me to stand in the center of the room.

"Take off your clothes", she said sternly.

I was stunned. I knew I was going to do as she said, but my stomach was filled with butterflies at the realization that this woman I just met was going to see that I was wearing panties under my jeans. As I took off my shirt, trying to figure out what to do, she picked up the phone. As she dialed, I tried to take off the jeans and panties at the same time, to avoid the embarrassment.

"Stop! Just the jeans, bitch", she said.

I dropped the jeans, and blushed as she started talking on the phone.

"It's me, Ellen. HE'S WEARING PANTIES ", she said into the phone.

"You picked a good one this time, Dale. This bitch wears panties when she doesn't even have to", she laughed. She paused. "White nylon ones with a floral print". Another pause. "Turn around for me", she instructed.