Jenny's Way - Pt. 05

"Are you okay?" Jack asked as Jenny quietly spun her fork around her pasta. She had said very little at dinner and Jack could see that something was bothering her. "Is the food not good? We could try something else." It took a moment, but Jenny was startled out of her trance by Jack's questions.

"What?" she asked blankly.

"You sure you're okay?" he repeated. "You seem very distracted. Something is bothering you."

"No, I'm fine." She took a bite of her dinner.  "It was just a rough day at work is all." She wanted so badly to tell him what was happening to her. If anyone would be sympathetic to her feelings, it would be Jack. But she couldn't say anything. As much as her heart wanted him to know that she was suffering, the fear of what would happen if Victor found out was much more palpable. "I'm sorry, I'm just really tired."

Jack shook his head in understanding, "I get it. Today was crazy for me too. I can only imagine the crap you had to deal with. We should leave the dishes for tomorrow and go to bed early."

Jenny said nothing as her head swirled with conflicting thoughts and images. She had spent so much of her life ignoring Jack and treating him as an accessory and now she was in a position where she was being treated in much the same way by Victor. And yet, here he was, treating her like a princess even though she was nothing more than a cock sucking whore tied to one of her former co-workers. Didn't he understand what she was going through? Of course not, she reminded herself. She couldn't tell him anything. And if she did, who would believe her? The whole thing was too disgusting and insane to believe.

It was at that moment she became aware of something else. She squirmed slightly in her chair as she felt herself getting wet thinking about Jack and his compassion for her. She clinched her legs together tightly to compress her pussy and possibly stop the arousal, but it only made it worse. She sighed in frustration. Was this another one of Victor's modifications to her or was she in such a dire situation that she was starting to see the depths of Jack's passion for her. "I'm sorry. We should go to bed early tonight."

* * *

Jenny stood naked in front of her bathroom mirror silently examining herself. Her eyes were dark and sullen; she looked exhausted and miserable. The stress was so obvious in her expression that it's no wonder that Jack had mentioned her mood at dinner. She leaned back slightly to push out her tits and firm her stomach up as she admired herself. She needed to adjust her mood because continuing along her current path would just add to his suspicion. As she gazed at her nude body in the mirror, she felt a slight tingling between her legs. She was more aroused now than she was at dinner. Jenny sighed and resisted the temptation to run her hands along her pussy lips. No, she needed to stay focused. But then she remembered Victor's instructions for her time with her husband. She sighed as she replayed it in her head. She was supposed to start giving Jack blowjobs twice a week. But not just any blowjob. She was to suck him as if she were servicing Victor...as if her life depended on how well she served his cock with her lips. I was obvious to her that Victor intended to use Jack as practice to improve her oral skills in between her sessions. A small part of Jenny wondered if Victor was also using it to help Jack get more sexual satisfaction out of his relationship. She smiled slightly out of relief that Victor wasn't making her give blowjobs to strangers. At least, not yet.

Jack had long given up on trying to make sexual advances toward his wife. Sometimes she would come home and want to play around with him, but it was a rare event. She was so focused on her career and personal advancement that sex was often the last thing on her mind. But Jack was different. He worked hard to contribute to the household, and he loved his wife. He looked at her with the same childlike enthusiasm that he had when they first started dating. To him, she was still the sexiest woman he'd ever known, which added to the heartbreak of being rejected by her even though she was his wife. This left Jack in the unfortunate position of finding a quiet place each night to jerk off before going to bed. But for some reason, tonight was different. He felt more aroused than normal but didn't feel focused enough to sneak into the guest bathroom to spank to XVids or Literotica. He picked up his phone and started scrolling through a social media app looking for anything that would interest him long enough for Jenny to return to bed.

As Jack lay quietly in bed on his phone, the bathroom door slowly opened, and a silhouette appeared in the doorway against the light. He looked over and wondered if he was having a hallucination. Jenny was standing seductively in the doorway with her eyes locked on him as if she were going to eat him for dinner. Jack slowly put down his phone. Jenny was dressed in a black lace lingerie set with a see-through bustier, a black garter belt with thigh-high stockings and red high-heeled shoes. The bustier was topless, leaving her breasts freely exposed. Her face was perfectly done in soft pink makeup with fiery red lips. Her eyes glowed blue and pierced into the heart of his soul.

"What the..."

Jenny held her finger up to her lips to silence him. "Say nothing." she said quietly and as erotically as possible. Sex play annoyed her, but she was wet and aching beyond anything she'd ever felt before. Jenny licked her lips and slowly walked over to her husband. Her high heels make a distinctive and sexy clicking sound against the bedroom's tile floor as she moved. Jack watched in awe as every small movement of his wife's legs, hips, tits, and ass...everything about her was erotic and sexually perfect. She smiled at him with a look that he had never seen before. She was glowing a radiant pulse of sexual energy and eroticism that lit up the bedroom. Jack couldn't help but get rock hard from her display.

"Jenny...you look...amazing." Jack stuttered as he rose up to get a better look at her. She slowly pushed him back down on the bed; her eyes were glowing fiercely as she smiled and pulled off his shorts. Jack's cock stood rock hard and pulsing against the cool bedroom air.

"My love," Jenny cooed softly. "Sit back and enjoy yourself. I want you to watch me and to want me. I want you to watch my face and my body. Enjoy the feeling as Jenny pleases you like you've never been pleased before." Jack's eyes widened as Jenny wasted no time moving down the bed and swallowing his cock between her beautifully painted lips.

"What the hell is...this..." he moaned as Jenny's tits and warm mouth brushed up against his rock-hard cock and pulsing balls. He had to actively hold back from cumming so quickly. It was like his wife had become a different person.

Jenny took her time worshipping her husband's cock. As she worked her tongue around the smooth pulsing head and ridges of his cock head, she saw words flashing inside of her mind. "Mine." She thought to herself. "My cock. This is mine." She was in a state of unimaginable bliss as she took the dick into her mouth and lovingly worked her mouth back and forth on it. Now coated in a mix of her saliva and Jack's precum, she effortlessly glided her lips up and down the rock-hard cock. "My cock. This is mine. I will worship this cock. I need to take care of my man. This cum is mine. I must have my cum. The cum in these balls belong to me." In any other situation, she would have been disgusted by the thoughts, but she was so overcome with lust that it only helped to strengthen her drive. Her pussy ached with pleasure, and she was dripping wet down her leg. She'd never been so turned on in her life.

Jack watched in amazement as his wife, dressed in sexy lingerie and beautiful makeup gazed up at him lovingly, worked magic on his dick with her mouth. He knew that she hated when he asked for a blowjob, but this was beyond anything he'd ever fantasized about. She wasn't just giving him a blowjob: she was worshipping his cock as if his dick was the secret to her health and happiness. She pulled his cock out of her mouth and licked her lips at him. "Jenny needs to eat. Please feed me your warm cum, sweetheart. Make Jenny full for bedtime."

Jack smiled back at her in euphoria. "Go on, sweetheart. Work that beautiful mouth of yours. Get that cum you need and don't waste a drop."

Jenny's face lit up as she stroked him slowly. "Wasting your cum would break Jenny’s heart." She put her mouth back on his dick and began sucking him slowly but with an intensity that immediately caused Jack to feel a buildup inside of him. Jenny held his dick in her mouth but kept her eyes laser-focused on his. They glistened against the light of the bedroom lamp, and she was, with his dick in her mouth, the single most beautiful woman he'd ever seen in his life.

Jenny felt his cock pulse and she clamped her lips down around the head as she felt the first pulses of warm cum fill her mouth. It shot out in thick globs, coating the roof of her mouth and her tongue. She applied more suction to the head and used her hand to get any remaining cum into her mouth. When she was satisfied that nothing was left in his dick, she slowly retreated her mouth and was careful to make sure not to spill any of her husband's load. She adjusted her hair slightly and got down beside the bed, kneeling next to him. Jack wondered if he was having some kind of fever dream. He'd never imagined his wife doing anything this sexy for him. And now she was kneeling beside him with a load of his cum in her mouth. She wasn't just kneeling for him: she was waiting. Jack thought for a moment and smiled slyly at his wife. "Did you get what you needed, sweetheart?" Jenny smiled but didn't open her mouth. She held the cum load tightly between her lips, swirling it around her mouth with her tongue to make sure she got the full taste of the thick, gooey liquid. "Show me what you got."

Jenny's pussy pulsed and she realized that she was on the verge of a monster orgasm. She'd never cum on her own like this and it would be far out of the norm for her if it were to happen. Normally she needed to be rubbed and penetrated to cum, but this was something else. She gathered the load on her tongue and opened her mouth to proudly show her husband her prize. Here was Jenny, successful businesswoman, on her knees in sexy lingerie with her tits hanging out proudly displaying a fresh load of cum she'd just sucked out of her husband's dick. She was showing it off like a dog showcasing a favorite toy. "Very nice," Jack said softly. "What are you going to do with it? Are you going to swallow it down? I hear that good girls always swallow their food and don't waste it." 

Jenny closed her mouth and smiled as she shook her head YES. "Well then," Jack said. "Don't let me stop you. Swallow it down, sweetheart." 

She closed her eyes and swallowed the load. As she felt the warm and slimy ball of semen travel down her throat, Jenny's pussy erupted in an overwhelming orgasm. Her entire body shivered as she was beset by intense sensations of lust and ecstasy. It was as if a bolt of electricity was traveling from her pussy to her brain, stopping off to rub her nipples and to fuck her in the ass at the same time. Jenny was simultaneously feeling every possible way that she could experience sexual pleasure as a woman...all at the same time. With her eyes closed, Jenny envisioned ten hard cocks ravaging her body and coating her with dozens of loads of warm cum. Her brain and body were lost to the violent ecstasy. Jenny shuddered and collapsed to the floor as the orgasm took control of her very existence and she faded into darkness.

When she returned to consciousness, Jenny was lying in bed next to Jack. She was wearing nothing but a long night shirt. It was thin and white which clearly showed her tits pressed tightly beneath the fabric. Jack was sound asleep and had his arm wrapped around her with his hand cupped on her breast. He'd obviously picked her up, dressed her, and helped her into bed. She looked over at her husband who looked more at peace than she'd ever seen him before. She reached down and gently rubbed her sore pussy. They hadn't fucked, but her pussy ached as though she'd been pounded by a massive cock for hours. She was still on edge but much less than before. Whatever had overcome her was still slowly draining from her body. Many thoughts raced through her mind. She remembered how she hated giving blowjobs and tasting cum, but this experience was different. Something had turned her into a mindless cock sucking machine and, much to her disgust, she had enjoyed every minute of it. She reached up and placed her hand over her husband's and pressed his arm tighter against her tits. "Jenny loves you." She said quietly before drifting off to dreamland.

* * *

Jenny was overwhelmed the following day. No matter how many tasks she completed, it seemed that they continued to multiply. This was normal pace for the Director of Operations at her company, but something was different today. What was normally a set of mundane tasks and meetings turned into a struggle to maintain her focus. Jenny started to notice that everyday things in the office and in her life were distracting her. And these were not simple distractions: they were erotic and frustrating distractions. She seemed to be noticing things throughout the day in a much more sexual way than normal. She was much keener to notice women in the office with an extra button undone or the top of thigh-high heels peeking out from underneath a short skirt. Her eyes constantly moved to the crotches of her male co-workers, and she wondered what their dicks looked like. Were they big or small? Was their cum thick and tasty like her husband's cum?

She would occasionally fall out of her trance, shudder at the disgusting thoughts running through her head, and cursed Victor under her breath. She knew it was him continuing to mess with her and she needed to find a way to fight his growing control over her before it was too late. 

There was a knock at the door, "Excuse me, Jenny?" It was Candace, her assistant. 

"Hi Candace, come on in." The door opened and Candace walked in. “What’s up, Candace?” Jenny often treated Candace much like her husband: merely regarding her as a tool for her own personal advancement. Today was different. Candace was wearing a tight black turtleneck sweater with a red pleated skirt, black nylons, and black high heels. She had golden blonde hair and voluptuous DD-sized tits. Jenny adjusted slightly in her chair as she realized that she noticed Candace for the first time as a sexual object.

"Um," Candace hesitated. "There's this guy outside that says he has an appointment with you. I checked and you don't have any other meetings on your calendar."

Jenny was confused and annoyed with the woman. "So, what?" She snapped. "You've managed my calendar for a long time. Can't you just tell him to go away or schedule it for another day? What's the problem?"

Candace hesitated for a moment before reaching out and placing a small brown glass vial on the table. "I would tell him to go away but he gave me this thing and said to tell you that you're expecting him." Candace looked confused. "I don't understand what that means, but do you still want me to reschedule him? He seems a bit weird, to be honest."

Jenny's heart stopped when she saw the vial. It was the same one she'd tossed in the garbage after her meeting with Emma. She stared blankly at the vial before she looked up at Candace. "It's fine. Go ahead and send him in. Make sure you close the door behind you and please make sure nobody disturbs me for the rest of the day."

Victor sat patiently waiting for the cute blonde assistant to return from Jenny's office. He wondered what kind of absurdities he could inflict on the young woman, but he imagined that her golden blonde hair and giant tits already gave her enough challenges to being respected in the world. If she was nice to him, then he might even bump her up a few IQ points before he left. It was only a couple of minutes before the young lady came walking around the corner. "Sir, she doesn't have you on her calendar, but she said that she can see you now. Please follow me." Victor smiled and nodded as he followed the blonde sexpot. He couldn't help but watch her sexy little skirt sway against her shapely, perfect ass. As they walked, he wondered if Jenny and Emma needed another playmate. This one might be worth grabbing. After a few minutes they arrived at the door to Jenny's office. The blinds were closed, and he couldn't see inside.

"Would you like me to take you inside?" asked Candace.

"No, thanks." Victor said. "This is very important and private business." Candace tilted her head in confusion for a moment before shrugging her shoulders and walking down the hallway to her office. Victor saw nothing but her legs, skirt, and ass as she walked down the hall and disappeared around the corner. Then he looked at the door to Jenny's office. She'd certainly upgraded since the time when they worked together. He didn't wait and he didn't knock. Victor opened the door and walked into Jenny's office, making sure to close it firmly behind him.

Jenny's office wasn't too large, but it was spacious. There was a large wooden desk and chair with a computer and assorted decorations brought from home to make the office environment more relaxing. A black leather couch lined the far wall under a window facing a nice view of the downtown skyline. LabRoot was on the third floor of a building called the Connor Tower, so the view was urban, but not too overwhelming considering other options in the city. On the wall beside the couch were pictures of Jenny and her family. Pictures from her wedding, adventures at the beach, in the woods and a variety of other places made it seem more like a living room than an office. He wondered what the friends in her pictures would think if they knew that Jenny needed to eat cum twice a week to live. That their friend was, biologically, dependent on eating his semen. He chuckled slightly at the thought of a large dinner to inform Jenny’s friends of her new dietary requirements.

Victor stood quietly examining the office before he finally saw the piece of furniture that he was looking forward to seeing the most. Beside the wooden desk was Jenny. She was on her knees and naked except for her thigh-high nylons and her high-heeled shoes. Her tits and perfectly shaved pussy were on full display in her own office. She felt so humiliated but held back the disgust with the best fake smile she could come up with. "Hello, Sir. Jenny lives to serve men. Jenny welcomes you to Jenny's office, Sir. Please make yourself at home."

Victor walked over and gently grabbed one of her tits before slowly running his hand up her chest and gently across her face. "Hello there, Jenny. Thank you for that warm welcome. I'm glad you’re making somewhat of an effort with our relationship." He walked over and sat down on the couch. "Why don’t you come over here and put your head down on my leg. You could use a rest, I’m sure." He patted his knee three times.

Jenny swallowed nervously and crawled over to Victor and placed her head on his knee. Victor softly ran his hand over her head and through her hair like he was petting a dog. She was extremely uncomfortable and unsure of what to do next. "Would you like Jenny to worship your cock, Sir?" she finally asked.

"Not right now," Victor said. "There will be plenty of time for you to demonstrate your dick sucking skills later, sweetheart. We have a few things to discuss first."

"Yes, Sir? What would you like to discuss with Jenny?"

Victor’s grip suddenly tightened on her hair, and he turned her head, so her eyes were forced toward him. For the first time, she was terrified as any sense of friendliness or playful sexuality was gone from his expression. His eyes were burning with fire and his smile was purely sinister delight. "Oh, Jenny, my cum addicted doll. We have a few things to talk about, so let's start by talking about the vial."