Busty Karen – Little Kelvin Ch. 05 – Fetish – Free Sex Story

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The unexpected event was to happen at Karen’s work. After each cuckolding event, Karen and Kelvin usually were sated as far as extra-curricular events were concerned. They were committed to: 1) their marriage 2) their jobs 3) Karen’s online modeling 4) the occasional cuckolding event. In between the kinky Cuckold experiences, they talked mostly about their jobs during the early evening. Later, they would make traditional Love or engage in female domination. Karen knew that Kelvin loved worshipping her body so she incorporated that into the so called ‘domination’.

“Suck my breasts, Cucky”

“Eat my Pussy, Cuckold

“Lay down so I can fuck your face, Little Dick”

These were some of the more vivid directions she would give to Kelvin. Other times it was:

“I’m so glad I married my best friend”

“I Love how you make Love to me, Honey”

“I’m so happy that you truly want to please me in every way, Sweetheart”

Kelvin loved it all. When he was preoccupied with work or other things, he loved the sweetness that he had grown up with. When he was Horny, he loved to be directed and belittled. He loved the boldness of his dominant Wife. She had the best setup. Her job was important and rewarding. Her sideline, modeling, was lucrative and growing every week. At that time, the modeling sessions got both herself and Kelvin in the mood for kinky Sex. That is when most of the FLM (female led marriage) took place.

Karen met a young lab assistant who had just started work. Marilyn Johnson, who preferred to be called MJ for short was generally around Karen’s department. MJ had a variety of responsibilities and she liked that aspect of her job. She was petite, 5′-1″ and maybe weighed 100#. If she topped 100#, it was because of her full Ass. It was not fat or glaring, just a prominent part of her aura. She had just about an A cup on top and she was always feeling like she had a pear shape. He legs, while short, were gorgeous. She had the peaches and cream complexion of the girl next door plus she was gregarious and quite feisty. They were more co-workers than friends but Karen felt that MJ liked her. Most everyone else liked MJ except for the older women who considered her a flirt and below their level of expertise. Of course, a beginning lab assistant was indeed below the old fuddy duddy’s level of expertise. Why wouldn’t it be. Everyone had to learn their jobs. One of the supervisors who didn’t particulary care for MJ seemed to constantly ride her about the smallest things. And it didn’t seem to be in the interest of increased excellence. It seemed more like a vendetta. This supervisor did like Karen. She appreciated her modesty and diligence. While Karen in her lab coat appeared to be chubby to the casual observer, she was hiding her massive breasts as best she could at work. If she had worn low cut tops and the like, the supervisor might have a different opinion. Karen chuckled to herself often that if this woman knew of her side job, internet modeling, she might have similar reaction to her as she did toward MJ.

MJ was on a six month probationary status. The lab positions were well paying jobs even at the assistant level. The hospital didn’t want to invest the training in a less than serious candidates. It so happened that one day MJ dropped and ruined a specimen that was to be for Karen. When she approached Karen, she was ashen faced.

“Oh, my god, MJ,” Karen said as she saw the despair on the young assistant’s face, “What’s wrong?”

“I dropped the specimen for room 1810.”

“Well, accidents happen, Honey.” Karen replied.

“Yeah, easy for you to say. The wicked witch is not breathing down your neck looking to fire you.”

“Oh, come on, MJ. It’s not that bad, is it?”

“I don’t know, Karen. She hates me. She never speaks unless to reprimand me. She scowls at me when she sees me. You tell me.”

“Okay, MJ. Here’s what we do. I will put in an order to draw blood from the patient again. That will be the end of it.”

“I don’t know, Karen. If someone saw me, it is sure to get back to the old bitch.”

“Did anyone see it?”

“I don’t think so, but you never know.”

“Okay, I’ll put the order in now. Let’s hope that is the end of it.”

But, of course, that was not the case. When the second specimen came the following day, the supervisor was on the case and asked MJ why a second sample of the same specimen was needed. Luckily, Karen was in earshot and spoke up.

“Oh, Ma’am, it is my fault. I accidentally mishandled the specimen to the extent that it was not valid. I put in the order for the replacement. I am sorry. I know we can’t charge the patient for the analysis twice so if necessary, you can deduct the cost from my check.”

“No, Karen, don’t be silly. When you ordered the second specimen, you probably should have entered a note about the mishap. That’s all. Of course you don’t have to be punished. However, I appreciate your honesty. I wish everyone here had the same integrity as you do. You are an example for all to follow. Don’t think another thing about it. Just keep doing the fantastic job you always do.”

MJ was about to breathe a sign of relief until she saw that the contrast of Karen’s contributions and her own seemed to be on the supervisor’s mind as she scowled at her yet again.

As the old bag walked off, MJ said, “God, that was close. You are so sweet, Karen. She would have canned me for sure if she knew that it was my bad.”

With that she looked around to make sure no one was watching and proceeded to wrap her arms around Karen. It was a hug but kind of awkward. MJ was almost a foot shorter than Karen and her arms could not reach around her body. Karen gently placed her hands on MJ’s shoulders to return the hug. MJ separated from the hug and smiled at Karen.

“Thank you so much, Karen.”

“It’s fine, MJ. Don’t be so down on yourself, Sweetie.”

MJ beamed a winning smile back to Karen. She was blown away with what Karen had done and yet more impressed that Karen had expressed affection to her calling her ‘Honey’ and ‘Sweetie’. It was an expression to Karen but to MJ it meant so much more. Here a competent co-worker and pretty woman had stood up for her.

From that time on, the two women became closer. MJ tried to focus on plenty of Karen’s activities. She was always cheerful and Karen tried to reassure her each time it was appropriate. The older supervisor retired and MJ was feeling more at ease in her work and around all her co-workers. Karen loved the fact that MJ was eager to help her and didn’t mind that MJ was always very friendly. It progressed to the point that MJ asked Karen out for drinks one day. Karen, while not a drinker per se, accepted to be cordial. She called Kelvin and told him she would be a little late. She had shared MJ’s experiences with him and he knew of her. Kelvin was not possessive at all and was pleased that Karen had found a work friend.

When they met at a local brewhouse, MJ arrived first. Karen walked to her table. This was the first time that MJ had seen Karen out of her lab coat. She was somewhat stunned when she first noticed Karen walking toward her. ‘Wow’ she thought, ‘That is not a tall slightly overweight woman, she just has huge breasts’.

Karen was wearing a knee length skirt with a cashmere top that outlined her massive boobs. It would have seemed out of place for her to wear her lab coat to the bar.

MJ rose and hugged Karen. It just so happened that due to the glaring discrepancy of height, MJ’s cheek rested firmly on Karen’s full breasts. Karen thought for a moment that she might have held the hug a little long but she and MJ were becoming good friends, so she dismissed the thought.

“Oh, my god, Karen. I had no idea that you were built so, uh, well, uh, I guess, firm might be a word.”

“Firm?”

“Yeah, probably not a good word. I mean, I am just stunned that you are so fit.”

“Well, what fooled you, then MJ.”

“Uh, well actually, in your lab coat, you appear, uh, well, kind of heavy set. That’s all.”

“I assume you are referring to my boobs? It’s all right. You can say it. I know I have big tits.”

“Well, Karen, I didn’t mean to insult you. You are so nice, smart and kind. I would never hurt your feelings intentionally. But, my god, you are built, Girl. What a pair of boobs. Plus, I am stuck with nothing. It’s just not fair, is all.” She said smiling as she talked.

“Not the first time I heard that one.”

“My god. What size bra do you wear?”

“Really?”

“Oh, Karen, I am sorry. I didn’t mean to be so frank. I guess I am just nervous around you. I feel intimidated in a way. I should listen instead of talk. I just wanted to have a drink and get to know you better away from work. Now I am messing everything up.”

“MJ. Don’t be silly. You are the one that all the guys crave. With your ‘pixie’ looks and bubble butt, I see guys doing a double take quite often.”

“Uh, maybe, but if they could see you in civilian clothes, their opinion would change. With your broad shoulders, the lab coat hides at least some of your figure.”

“Well, that’s the point. I grew up hating my breasts. I was chubby as an adolescent but that changed in college. I became interested in exercise, stretching and diet. Running was hard because the boobs kept flopping. My dormmates made fun of me in a good way. Not like when I was growing up. Everyone called me ‘fat’ and ‘cow’ behind my back. Couple that with the usual pre-teen complexion problems, I was really a basket case.”

“Well, you sure changed, Karen. I mean, you are a tall woman. Very fit. With a knockout figure and huge boobs. Everything I am not.”

“Quit it, MJ. You know you have Sex appeal.”

“Yeah, I guess so. That’s what my boyfriend tells me. He even says he likes my boobs. I don’t see how. As small as I am. I do have great nipples though. I wear a 32A and can go without a bra when I want.”

Karen laughed. “Well, at least you don’t have to worry about back problems anytime soon. They say it gets worse. I was just teasing you a while ago. I am a 40 J.”

“Oh, my, god. And you are just beautiful to boot. Does your husband Love your boobs?”

“He does now. When we grew up together, he wouldn’t look at me after I started puberty. He was too embarrassed. I eventually talked to him about it. Finally, he came out of his shell. Well, I pulled him out of his shell.”

“Is he tall? Most tall women marry tall men.”

“No. He is about three inches shorter than me. I outweigh him a good thirty-five pounds. He just doesn’t have any boobs to weigh in with.”

Both girls giggled about that. They had a drink and then another. The conversation was flowing about background. College. Men. Anything that they thought of. Not much about work. It was good. Karen asked about MJ’s boyfriend. He was a computer nerd and seemed from her description to be only slightly larger than Kelvin.

When it was time to leave, Karen offered to pay the tab. MJ insisted that they go dutch. She reasoned that they should relate as equals away from work. Karen stressed that they were equals all the time. Just co-workers at work.

Then she slipped up and said, “I am only dominant around my husband.”

She immediately caught herself and reversed course. “You know like take out the garbage and such.”

MJ giggled and said, “Well, well. I little crack in the stoic Karen. I bet you are dominant in bed also.”

“Stop, Girl. I was just kidding.”

When they got outside to their cars, MJ again hugged Karen. However, this time when she rested her chin on Karen’s boobs, she reached her hands under and lifted the huge breasts and nuzzled her cleavage. Karen was uncertain about what MJ meant. If she meant anything at all. MJ was so much shorter than Karen that it might be coincidental. But what about her hands under Karen’s boobs? When Karen got into her car, she was still thinking about this. She looked over as MJ was getting into her car and MJ winked at her. What did that mean?

Karen got a strange feeling while driving home. She wasn’t sexually aroused or anything, she reasoned, but she wanted Kelvin to perform oral Sex on her as soon as she got home. And she wanted to humiliate him and make him jack off afterwards. And she wanted to make him eat his cum off her boobs. She was ready and Horny for no apparent reason.

Kelvin loved it. He was submissive to her every whim. He even drew her bath. He didn’t complain about not getting to fuck her. She had hoped that he would expect that and she would deny him. To the ‘pure nice Karen’, that would be mean and something she would never do. To the ‘naughty Karen’ it was just more foreplay that Kelvin truly loved. He asked her why she came home so Horny and so dominant. She then told him about the after work drinks with MJ and how she had hugged her and touched her breasts. Kelvin never had any thought about Karen being bisexual. She had grown up so proper. He reasoned that telling him about the experience was a way of talking it out. It was obvious that she felt at least a little conflicted about the encounter.

The next day at work, MJ made it a point to thank Karen for having drinks with her. Karen assured her that it was mutually pleasant.

“I learned so much about you, Karen. Maybe we should do that again next week.”

“Sounds like a date to me.” Karen replied. ‘Date’? Karen thought. Was that a random or unfortunate choice of words.

She had never even thought about another woman sexually before. She remembered her college roommate telling her that she knew quite a few of their dormmates who slept together. Heather had told her that they were not lesbians, just experimenting with each other. She had no way of knowing for sure but Heather had told her of several who had boyfriends still slept with their ‘part time girlfriends’. In fact, Karen remembered how some of the girls had complained that their boyfriends were too small to get them off. She guessed that some of them turned to their roommates for satisfying Sex. Heather had explained that women knew how to get each other off better than a man could unless he just had a big cock. It made sense now. The girls complained that not only were their boyfriends little, they just fucked them and got off, then quit. not concerned if the girl had an Orgasm or not.

The following week, MJ reminded Karen about the after work drinks. Karen was happy to join her. She asked if they should invite others in the lab. MJ seemed to be a little reluctant to make those overtures. They met at the same place. Karen was waiting when MJ appeared and hugged her again. Again, MJ pressed her face directly into Karen’s ample breasts.

“Oh, god, Karen. Your boobs are so soft and round. I just Love them. You are so blessed.”

“Whatever. We don’t exactly have a choice do we?”

“Well, yes, we do. I had a roommate who was a small B when she graduated high school and her parents gave her breast augmentation as a present. She went from B to DD. The guys in college just loved her boobs. They felt really hard though. She offered to let me feel her. She thought I should get fake boobs also. I couldn’t afford it then or now even if I wanted to. Mine are small, but soft and my nipples are great.

Karen didn’t necessarily want to prolong the breast discussion so she changed the subject. They talked a little bit about work. After their second drink, they were both loose. MJ shared that she didn’t think she and her boyfriend, Johnny, would ever get married. When Karen asked her why, she was a little oblique in her answers. It seemed that Johnny was very possessive and watched her closely for any signs of infidelity. MJ admitted that she was a little loose when it came to fidelity. She didn’t exactly sleep around but she had hooked up a couple of times when Johnny wasn’t in town. He surmised that she had fucked someone else and asked her. She, of course, denied it. But Johnny wasn’t convinced. MJ said that was sort of valid because she had indeed fucked a couple of guys.

“Karen, I don’t mean to be that way but I don’t think either one of us is serious. He loves to fuck me but he doesn’t seem to want to make Love to me. As soon as he cums, he rolls over and goes to sleep.”

For her part, Karen wasn’t going to reveal any of hers and Kelvin’s Love life except for the bare minimum. She told MJ that Kelvin loved her breasts and loved oral Sex. That was as far as she would go. MJ said that Johnny wanted blow jobs all the time but she had to shame him into getting her off with his mouth. It just wasn’t fair. After changing the subject yet again, Karen noted the time and suggested that she needed to get home. MJ assumed it was to fix dinner for Kelvin. In fact, it was modeling night and Kelvin would have her dinner fixed, bath run and lingerie picked out when she got home.

She had a good night modeling. She masturbated for some of the sessions but mostly dangled and rubbed her bountiful breasts. The last set, she fucked the dog cock. Kelvin was playing with himself behind the camera and he could hardly wait for the end of the session. Karen would talk dirty to him that night and hopefully let him fuck her. Eating his cum was always part of the lovemaking.

The following week when Karen suggested to MJ that it was drink night, she said that she might not be good company. Karen asked her what was up.

“Johnny and I are splitting up. It’s not like I didn’t see it coming.” He is moving his stuff out tonight and I really don’t want to be there while he is packing. I guess I should but I don’t think he will bother any of my stuff. I was going to drive out to my mother’s.”

“Oh.” Karen said. “I didn’t realize she lived so close.”

“Well, she doesn’t. It is about two and a half hour drive each way.”

“Oh, no, MJ. Tell you what. Let me call Kelvin. You should spend the night with us tonight. I mean if the couch is okay with you?”

“Oh, Karen, I couldn’t impose. I just dread talking to mother about this. She is judgmental about us living together anyway. Now I have to hear all the preaching about a man not wanting to make a commitment. She and my father are divorced.”

“That settles it, then. Call her and tell her you had to work late and can’t make it. You will need to talk this out with her later but tonight you are staying with us. Let me call Kelvin and tell him.”

They finished work and Karen gave her their address. MJ had to make a few stops and promised to be there about an hour later.

“Ok. But no going home. You don’t need the scene if things turn ugly.”

“Yes, Mother.” MJ replied tongue in cheek.

Kelvin had dinner ready when Karen got there. He told her to take a Hot bath and maybe by then MJ would be along.

“She probably wants a Hot Shower or bath also. If she comes while you are bathing, I will get her something to drink and get acquainted. I’ll let you know when she arrives.”

Karen bathed and put on a thin cotton nightshirt under her robe. She didn’t want to dress up and then have to change before she went to bed. The nightshirt was thin enough to show her areolas and nipples. Kelvin loved it. It was conservative in the cut but sexy on such a full bosomed beauty like Karen. Anyway, she had a thin robe over that.

MJ arrived and Kelvin welcomed her in. He told her how sorry he was to hear of her troubles but was happy that she would stay the night with them. He thought she was cute. She was definitely petite with very small breasts. Her Ass, however, was outstanding on such a small frame. He went to the bathroom to tell Karen that MJ had arrived.

Karen came out and greeted MJ with a brief hug. They talked a little and Kelvin suggested that they eat while it was Hot.

“Oh, here,” MJ said pulling a bottle of wine out of her bag. “I thought I might need this if I had to stay with my mother tonight. Dull the senses, you know. Would you guys like a bit of wine with dinner?”

“Sure.” Karen said. “It is a special occasion. Kel and I don’t usually drink wine but it would be nice tonight.”

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