Domination of a Salesman
By A.J. Brown



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Austin hated his job. And today was one of those days he especially hated it.
He was going door-to-door selling security systems to homeowners. Today it was
over 90 degrees outside and he was getting very hot walking around. Most
people weren't answering the door, like usual, and the ones that did were not
being very pleasant.

That was how the job went for him. He normally would sell 3-4 alarms every
week which paid the bills and was why he kept doing the job. But over a 40
hour work week, the majority of that time was him getting rejected which was
extremely difficult on him even if the money was decent.

He walked up to another house that had a car in the driveway so he assumed
that person was at least home. He knocked on the door and a woman that looked
like she was maybe 30-years-old answered. Austin was 35-years-old. The woman
had dark hair that was kind of long and kind of messy.

She had a face that looked like it could be pretty if she wasn't so skanky
looking. She looked like she had some eye-shadow on that was left over from
the day before and her left eye looked like it was wandering a bit or lazy.
Her teeth were a bit crooked too. Something about her face just made her look
like she may have used drugs and that made her look far less pretty than she
probably could have been.

She wore a baggy t-shirt and as he looked down at her more he noticed that all
she had on under her waist was a pair of panties. That made him feel awkward
but she seemed OK with it. Her legs were pale and they were rather thick for a
girl that didn't look like she was fat or anything.

He looked further down at her feet and noticed they were well taken care of
for a girl that he thought looked a little trashy. Her toenails looked freshly
painted dark blue and her feet in general looked smooth and soft. He actually
thought her feet were rather pretty but he definitely didn't want her to
notice that he was looking at them. So he quickly looked up and he realized
that she was on her cell phone.

"Hey, what's up," she said and he realized like she was talking to him,
talking like they were already friends or something.

"Hi, I wanted to go over a security system special that we're offering right
now," he said and he always hated trying to open his pitch with someone
distracted on their cell phone. "Do you have a few minutes?"

"Sure, come on in," she said.

She opened the door wide open so he could go in, turned around, and walked
towards her rather messy living room. He closed the door behind him and she
started talking to whoever she was on the phone with. It was definitely a good
sign that she let him in the house right away like that. Perhaps this would be
one of his weekly sales. He was also surprised that a woman that appeared to
be home alone would do that. She might have done so since her husband was home
which would also be a good sign if they were both there.

She walked closer to her couch and turned to the side so he had a side view of
her. He discreetly checked her out. The shirt she had on was pretty baggy and
he thought that she may be heavier than she looked. She also didn't appear to
be wearing a bra and it looked like she had pretty big boobs. He looked down
at her thick legs then looked down at her feet again. They really were sexy.
He noticed he was staring at them and quickly looked away.

"Alright well I got a guy here that wants to tell me about his security system
offer, alright hun?" she said to the person she was talking to on the phone.
"So I'll have to call you back later. OK? OK, sorry about that." The apology
was directed at Austin when she hung up.

"No problem," he said. "So are you the homeowner here?" He feared that this
might be some grown woman that lived with her parents and that they weren't
home. He could picture that.

"Yup," she said which was good news. "Me and my husband."

"He around too?" Austin said, definitely not wanting to waste his time just
pitching her.

"Ha-ha-ha!" she laughed like it was a stupid question. "Yeah right. He's never
around. I'm an owner of the house and have a credit card here and everything
so I can make the decision if I want it. I'm 31-years-old so I think I can
handle that. My name is Julia by the way." Even her voice sounded kind of
slutty but she spoke intelligently and he believed that she could make a
decision if she wanted to. Maybe this would be one of his weekly sales. He
shook her hand.

"I'm Austin," he said. He snuck another peek at her feet when he shook her
hand and he started to think they were pretty sexy - so sexy that he didn't
even think much about the fact that she still hadn't put on any pants or
anything and was still just in her panties.

"Here, have a seat," she said. "You want any coffee or anything?"

"No, thank you," he said.

He sat down on the couch and she sat fairly close to him. She was very
friendly the way she was acting like they were good friends. She kicked out
her thick legs and rested her bare feet on her coffee table. She wiggled her
toes around as she did. He snuck another peek. He had never been so attracted
to a woman's feet before. Even if he didn't get this sale, he was still
getting something out of this door-knock.

He pulled out his materials, handed her a brochure, and started his pitch. She
listened with great interest and he could tell that she was with him
throughout. Sometimes he just had a good feeling and he was certain he was
selling this one. He kept sneaking looks at her feet as he pitched her which
turned him on and motivated him to sell even better.

"So that's it," he said very confidently he said once he finished his pitch
and he looked right into her eyes which did look quite pretty at that moment.
"Do you have any questions?"

"Yes, I do," she said and he knew that questions were always a good sign. "Do
you have a foot fetish?"

He could feel like his entire body was being flushed and he tried not to
completely lose control of his breathing. At first he just had a feeling that
he was having a bad dream where he was experiencing the worst humiliation
possible. But after a couple of seconds passed he could tell this was very
real. He looked at her again and she was smiling a bit but she definitely
wanted to hear what his answer was.

"Eh-eh-eh-excuse me?" he said and he felt like if he had to say more after
that he would have been stuttering like crazy.

"I saw you look over at my feet every few seconds when you were doing your
sales pitch," she said, and it sounded like it was completely an observation
and she didn't mind at all. "So I was just wondering."

"No," he started to say but he didn't want that part of the conversation to
continue any longer. "Let's keep this to business please. What do you think of
the security system offer? Any interest?"

"No," she said and now he really wanted to get out of her house knowing that
no good could come of being in there. "I'm ALWAYS home so I don't need it."

"A lot of women that are home alone a lot like to get one for their own
personal safety," he said, giving it one last shot.

"Yeah well I'm a tough bitch," she said with a laugh. "So I don't worry about
that. Plus, I got a gun upstairs so, you know."

"OK," he said as she quickly stood up and started packing his stuff, not
wanting her to bring up the fact that she had caught him looking at her feet
again. "I do appreciate your time."

"Do you want to kiss my feet?" she said.

He was standing up and she was sitting on the couch looking up at him.
Although he thought she was kind of trashy, she was looking at him with an
extremely sexy look like she really wanted him to do that. She was waving her
feet back and forth looking like she was trying to entice him.

"I," he said and then he hesitated, not knowing what to say to this woman that
he had a feeling was spending way too much time inside of her house - yet
really peaking his curiosity at the same time. "I really don't think this is
appropriate."

"But you want to," she said. "That's why you haven't walked out yet."

He looked at this trashy girl sitting on her couch and just thought about how
sexy she looked at that moment. She was just sitting there in a t-shirt and
underwear with this guy she just met, completely comfortable with that - it
was so hot. He looked at her feet again and he could feel his cock getting
hard in his pants.

"You spend all day going door-to-door trying to sell people security systems,"
she said. "That's a really tough job. Is that really all you want to do all
day? Take a break, live little. I'm not going to rat you out to your boss or
anything. I'll give you back this brochure you gave me so I won't even have
their number if you're worried about that."

She handed him the brochure and smiled at him. He knew this wasn't a good idea
but logic was starting to get away from him the longer he was there looking at
her.

"Come on," she said and she stretched out her legs, drawing attention to her
feet, and she wiggled her pretty toes around which turned him on so much. Live
a little - get on your knees and kiss my pretty feet all over."

He smiled a bit indicating that he really wanted to do it which she noticed so
she batted her eyebrows at him and chuckled. He looked at her feet again and
it was just too tempting. They looked so pretty resting on that coffee table,
looking so soft and smooth, with the fresh toenail polish on them.

He walked over towards her feet and now he was committed. He couldn't believe
what he was doing. He got right on his knees at her feet. Her wrinkly soles
were right in front of his face and she wrinkled them up even more for him. He
looked up at her thick legs that were bare all the way up to her panties. Then
he looked up at her face smiling at him. He felt so submissive to her at that
moment.

"Come on," she said with a smile and she waved her feet back and forth. "My
feet are waiting for you to kiss them."

He brought his face closer and her feet smelled so fresh. He kissed the bottom
of her left foot and it was so amazing. He couldn't believe he actually
considered going and trying to sell security systems as opposed to kissing her
feet. He kissed them another time and then started doing it over and over
again.

"That feels good," she said and it sounded like she was enjoying it as much as
he was. "I love having my feet kissed." When she said that it reminded him
that she was married. He had a little panic attack thinking about the
possibility of her husband coming home and he pulled his face back.

"You alright?" she said, still smiling.

"Not sure this is a good idea," he said. "What happens if your husband walks
in the door?"

"Ha-ha, yeah right," she said. "He's never home. He's been making good money
for the past couple of years so now he thinks he do whatever he wants. Guy is
40-years-old and parties like he's in his early twenties. He's going to work
all day then go out and drink all night after work. He hasn't been home before
11 at night in forever. Hell, he could even be out drinking now for all I
know. I don't know what he's doing anymore."

"And you don't work at all?" Austin said, just out of curiosity.

"Nope," she said and she sounded like she was proud of that fact. "That's why
I put up with it, I guess. He keeps the bank account nice and full so I don't
have to worry about anything. I just get to sit around the house, watch my
soaps, and fuck around on the internet all day. Got plenty of liquor here and
I normally just order food to come to the house. Haven't even left the house
in weeks. Anyway, enough about that - get back to kissing my feet."

He thought her tone was a little bossy for some housewife that just sat around
all day. But he was on his knees at her feet and he didn't feel like he was in
much of a position to stand up for himself. He felt like she was talking down
to him but that turned him on even more. He kissed her feet a few more times.
He admired how incredibly sexy they were as he did.

"You take really good care of your feet," he said and he feared that she might
lecture him for stopping at talking so he got right back to kissing her feet
after he said it.

"Oh yeah," she said proudly and she stretched her toes out as she said it. "I
love my feet. I am barefoot all of the time since I never leave the house. I
don't take care of my hair really and I've gained a bunch of weight over the
past year. But I always make sure my feet are perfect. I put lotion on them
all of the time and always make sure my nails are freshly painted."

He was kissing her right foot as she said that and she then took her left foot
and started rubbing it over her face. He thought that was pretty degrading but
it did turn him on even more. She chuckled when she did it so he laughed a bit
too. It was actually a very nice feeling, feeling her soft foot rub against
his face like that.

She finally stopped rubbing her one foot on his face and when she did that he
started kissing that one. She took the toes of her other foot and poked his
face with it. That really turned him on and he could feel his cock really
starting to grow in his pants. He was getting way too horny and was trying his
best to control himself and not just pull down his pants and start jerking off
right there.

Then she stuck that same foot right in his mouth. She stuck it right in there
and it was making it difficult for him to breathe. He even made a noise
signaling he was having trouble breathing but she just laughed. His cock was
going crazy in his pants and he wanted to have sex with this trashy housewife
so badly at that very moment. He thought about how much trouble he could get
in with his job or even her husband and he realized he had to get out of there
immediately. He pulled his head back, getting her foot out of his mouth, and
he took a couple of much needed full breaths.

"I really got to go," he said and he stood up, thinking that she was going to
order him to kneel back down or something. As horny for her as he was right
then, looking at her sitting there in her t-shirt and underwear, and still
tasting the taste of her foot in his mouth, he knew he could not let her
convince him to stay.

"Alright," she said like it wasn't a big deal at all. "If you ever want a
break from selling your security systems and want to kiss my feet again, just
come by. "I'm always here and my husband never is, so you're always welcome."

"Thanks," he said knowing he had no intention of ever going back there.

He tried to go back to working normally but that wasn't going to happen. His
attention was completely distracted. Kissing her feet was incredibly amazing
and he was so extremely turned on just thinking about it. He drove straight
home and jerked off, thinking about kissing Julia's wonderful the entire time.

"This is our lowest producing month of the year so far!" his sales manager,
Troy, said angrily at a sales meeting that they had the next day in the
office. "And it's the summertime when it's warm out so this should be one of
our best months - what are you all doing out there??"

Austin knew that he was normally out there working fairly hard - but he also
knew what he was doing the day before and this meeting reminded him the kind
of trouble he could have gotten in for that. Troy was flipping out just
because sales numbers were low - imagine if he were to find out that on top of
that, Austin had been in a prospect's house on his knees kissing her feet.
That would have been very bad. Moving forward he was planning on buckling down
and focusing on sales - and never going anywhere near Julia's house again.

So he did just that, right after that meeting. He worked as hard as he could
and had his mind focused on following the sales process and keeping his head
in the game. But after a couple of days passed he realized it wasn't getting
him any better results. It was the same old thing, just walking around in the
heat all day, getting rejected by almost everyone, and just coming away with a
few sales out of it.

A week later Austin was feeling burnt out. It was early afternoon right after
his lunch break and the last thing he wanted to do was work. He was also
feeling horny and horny thoughts often popped into his mind when he was burnt
out. He knew he had said he wasn't ever going to go to Julia's house anymore -
it was far too risky - but based on how he was feeling he couldn't resist.

Walking up her driveway and seeing her car in the driveway looking like it
hadn't moved since the last time he was there gave him déjà vu. He knocked on
the door again and couldn't believe what he was doing. He imagined Julia
answering then calling his company and telling them that their weirdo sales
guy that kissed her feet was back. That would be the end of his job. She gave
him his brochure back but that didn't mean she still couldn't find out the
number.

Or he could picture her husband answering the door. He sounded like a
successful guy since he was able to support himself and provide Julia with
money. Austin assumed the guy was probably bigger than he was. Austin was 5'10
but he only weighed 160 pounds so he was smaller than most guys.

"Yup, that's that sales guy that came in and kissed my feet," Austin just
imagined Julia saying, standing by her husband as the big guy answered the
door. "That's him."

Austin thought he'd be smart just to walk away but then the door swung open -
and there stood Julia with about half a smile on her face.

"Hey," she said with a bit less enthusiasm than she had last time and she
didn't look the least bit surprised that he had come back. "Come on in."

He walked inside and this time instead of a t-shirt up top she was wearing
just a grey sports top. Her boobs were bigger than he realized the first time
but her whole upper body was as well. She wasn't fat but she was just thick.
She had broad shoulders and thick arms. She did have a decent amount of excess
fat in her belly and on her hips. She definitely could have lived without it
but it wasn't enough where it made her completely unattractive or anything.

She also wore a very tight pair of grey shorts that were so short and tight,
they looked like they could have been underwear. The last time he saw her he
noticed her thick legs but based on those shorts they looked even thicker. The
shorts also showed just how big her ass was which he hadn't noticed last time.

He looked down those pale, thick legs of hers and looked at her feet which
were bare once again. They looked as smooth, soft, and sexy as ever. He did
notice that she didn't have any toenail polish on at all. She led him closer
to her coffee table and he saw that she had a bottle of toenail polish and
some paper towels on the table.

"You must have ESP or something," she said. "You came at the perfect time. I
was just about to paint my toenails. But now you can do it."

They sounded like an amazing offer. Her feet sure were sexy and he definitely
was glad she showed up when he did so he could paint those wonderful toenails
of hers. Her hair was pretty messy again and her eyes still kind of looked
like she took drugs. She also looked pretty heavy in that outfit she was
wearing - he wouldn't call her fat but she definitely looked heavy.

He then noticed a picture that she had on her end table. The picture was of a
girl standing by herself at the beach. The girl in the picture looked like a
much prettier version of Julia. She had the same color hair but it was
straight and looked well taken care of. The face looked like Julia's only it
didn't look like a druggie's face and it looked much prettier. She was also
wearing a bikini and she looked much lighter. She had a little chunk in her
tummy and hips but not nearly as much. And she had the body type of closer to
a petite girl than she did a thick girl

"That you?" he said and he pointed to the picture.

"Oh yeah," she said with a smile. "That's me like a year ago before I gained a
bunch of weight. I looked way better then, I know. Since my husband is never
home I just don't care how I look anymore really. Except my feet of course.
Speaking of that, come on, let's stop looking at the past and let's get my
toenails painted."

He was still looking at the picture and he couldn't get over how much prettier
she looked in it. It made him angry with her husband that she would neglect
her so much that she would just completely let herself go. Julia saw him
looking at the picture and she grabbed it and put it face down so he couldn't
look at it anymore.

She sat her big butt down on her couch, stretched out those thick legs of
hers, and rested her beautiful bare feet right on the coffee table right next
to where the toenail polish was. She wiggled her cute little toes around, to
get them all stretched out. Kissing her feet definitely turned him on, and
although the idea of painting her nails did too, he really felt like more than
anything this was an honor. Her soft, sexy feet looked so perfect and the only
thing that was missing was some shiny toenail polish - and he was the one that
was going to get to put it on there for her.

So he got on his knees right on the other end of the table from the couch so
her bare soles were facing his directly with her heels down on the table. He
could see the sexy wrinkles in her soles and he saw a couple of little fuzzies
on her soles. He picked them off and Julia just sat there like that was what
he should be doing. She picked up her cell phone and started playing around on
it. The two of them seemed so comfortable together, her sitting her big butt
on the couch, and him at her bare feet.

He picked up the bottle of red nail polish that was on the table and prepared
to get to work. He started out by going to the side and painting her pinky
toenail but then realized he didn't have the best angle. So he gently pulled
her bare foot closer to her, pulled it off the table in front of her, and then
held it in his hand.

"Yeah, that's a better idea," she said and she used her other foot to push the
coffee table forward so he had room. "What was I thinking?"

He now kneeled right in front of her, her soft foot in both of his hands as he
got back to work painting her toenails. He was very focused on making sure he
did a good job and was giving them his full attention. Julia just sat
comfortably on the couch with a smile on her face enjoying the treatment when
her cell phone rang. Austin got scared that it would be her husband.

"Hey bitch!" Julia said with a laugh and Austin then assumed she was talking
to one of her girlfriends and not her husband so he continued his work.
"Nothing much. Just getting my toenails painted?nope, sitting here on my own
couch getting them done?yeah right, he's working. And it's not like he would
ever do that for me anyway. Nah, I got someone that comes to my house and does
them for me?yeah, it is a great deal. You know you were you were me. Ha-ha-ha.
I'm gonna let you go though, I'll call you later."

She hung up her phone and looked down at Austin like she was making sure he
hadn't gotten distracted and was still doing her nails. He felt so submissive
to her right then as she sat above him, and he kneeled in front of her, so he
could have the honor of painting her toenails.

"Sorry about that," she said. "If I didn't take that call she would have just
kept calling. She's got nothing better to do. She doesn't work either but she
can't just sit by herself - she always has to be talking to someone. I also
had to brag to her that I have a guy that will do my nails for me. You're
doing a great job, by the way."

He continued painting her nails and he had now made his way to the other foot.
He looked at the completed first foot and he had to admit that he was proud of
the job he had done. It made her already beautiful look even prettier. He
looked at that one and felt the softness of the other foot in his hands. He
felt his cock getting very hard in his pants and he was really getting turned
on.

He really wanted to jerk off but he knew that would be inappropriate. He
didn't want to lose the privilege of being able to paint her toenails. He
continued to paint them and give them his full attention as he did. He made
sure he put just enough on each nail so they were perfect.

"Alright," he said when he was finished.

"Oh, you're all done?" she said and she was still playing around on her phone
so she seemed distracted when he said that. "Oh wow - what an awesome job you
did!"

She kicked out her thick legs to look at the finished product and she would
have kicked him if he didn't get out of the way. She held her bare feet
straight out in front of her and she wiggled her toes around to enjoy what he
had done for her. His cock was going crazy in his pants and looking at her
sexy bare feet really made him want to jerk off.

"Yeah, I definitely want to reward you for this," she said and it sounded like
he had definitely made her day. "You can kiss them again if you want."

She stretched out her thick legs and rested her bare feet on the table. There
was something about having her present them for him like that that really
turned him on and he felt his dick quickly grow in his pants. It made it even
better that her toes looked so especially pretty right then, all because of
the job that he had done.

Still on his knees, he moved his face in close to her feet and she just
smiled. He did feel a bit like a bitch that kissing some housewife's feet was
a reward for him but he didn't think too much about that. He kissed her feet,
starting right with her arches, and it felt so great. He breathed in the smell
of those clean feet and that was great as well.

"You can lick them too," she said and it was like she knew exactly what she
wanted. "Suck on my toes - whatever you want. I want you to really enjoy
this."

The thought of licking her feet excited him even more. He stuck out his
tongue, touched it to the heel of her right foot, and ran it all of the way up
her sole. Her foot shook a bit like it tickled her but she did her best to
keep it in place for him. He really wanted to suck on her toes too, although
he feared that could mess up the beautiful job he had done on her nails.

Those toes looked too incredible, though, and he couldn't resist. He started
sucking the toes of her right foot and it didn't feel like it was messing up
the nail polish at all. As he did that, she took her left foot and rubbed it
in his face. His cock was growing more rapidly in his pants and it felt like
it was going to explode.

"By the way," she said while her toes were still in his mouth and she was
still rubbing her foot down his face. "I don't know why you want to jerk off
the last time you did this. I figure that would be the whole point. But you
totally can if you want. I'm cool with that."

That reminded him that what he was doing was very risky and he pulled his
mouth off of her foot.

"Sorry but what happens if your husband just walks in?" he said and he
couldn't really believe that that didn't seem to be a concern for her at all.

"Oh my God, you're still worried about that?" she said sounding surprised but
she smiled showing that she wasn't annoyed with him or anything. "I told you,
he never gets home before 11 at night. He works like crazy and when he's not
working, he's drinking."

"So if that one crazy day happens where he comes home early and some guy is
kissing your feet on his knees and jerking off, then what?" he said.

"Then nothing changes," she said. "I tell him to go in the kitchen and get a
beer or something and you finish."

"Oh yeah, right," he said.

"If he started a problem over that I'd beat his ass," she said. "He just
leaves me here all of the time and he can't expect me just to sit here all
day, every day, without any attention. I would SO kick his ass if he started a
problem over that."

"I wouldn't be so sure that you can beat up your husband," Austin said. He
knew that women often thought they were tougher than they actually were.

"You haven't seen my husband," she said and Austin still pictured him as a
bigger guy, especially since Julia was a bigger woman. "He's a couple of
inches shorter than me. He's like 5'3. He's kind of stocky but I weigh more
than he does. I'd whip his ass and it wouldn't even be close. I told you, I'm
a tough bitch. There are a lot of guys that I could beat in a fight."

"Oh a lot, huh?" he said like he now thought she was talking pure nonsense.
She smiled but looked annoyed.

"Yeah, a lot," she said, looking him right in the eyes with those pretty but
somewhat drugged-out, looking eyes and she took her feet off the table and put
them on the ground. "I could take you I bet."

He had a feeling that she was implying that but when he actually heard her say
it that annoyed him. He looked at her body up on the couch, those thick legs
and arms and those broad shoulders. She was definitely thicker than him but
his male ego didn't at all like hearing this housewife say that she could beat
him up.

"Yeah, OK," she said sarcastically with a chuckle.

"Yeah, OK!" she said and she shifted her body like she was getting ready to
fight right then. "I bet I weight more than you do. How much do you weigh?"

"160 pounds," he said and although she did look thicker than him, she was
about five inches shorter and he didn't think there was any way that she
weighed more than him. "How much do you weigh?"

"Ha-ha-ha!" she laughed. "A LOT more than that."

"How much?" he said extremely curiously and it didn't threw him off to think
of her weighing considerably more than he did.

"A LOT more than you," she said with another smile and it was obvious she
wasn't going to answer his question.

With a smile on her face like she really wanted to fight or wrestle him, she
got off of the couch and got down on the ground on her knees. Her messy dark
hair hung down over the left side of her face which covered up her lazy eye a
bit. It made her look prettier but still trashy.

He really wanted to know what she weighed. 180 pounds? 190? It couldn't be
more than that. He figured that made sense since she was quite a bit thicker
than him and her boobs definitely looked like they weighed quite a bit just on
their own. It actually made sense that she'd weigh 20-30 pounds more than him
by looking at her but he had just always thought of women that heavy as fat -
she was overweight but she definitely wasn't fat and she carried her weight
well, all things considered. Thinking about her having 20-30 pounds on him
made him a bit intimidated about wrestling around with her but she looked
ready to go.

"Come on, let's go," she said with a smile like she was very confident that
she could beat him. "Let's wrestle. Let's see what you've got."

He was reluctant but based on her tone when she challenged him he could tell
that she would have teased him to no end about it if he didn't accept her
challenge. His male ego wasn't going to let that happen. He moved closer to
her with them both on their knees and she gave him a sexy looking smile.

She pushed his shoulder hard which almost knocked him backwards. He
immediately reacted by grabbing her shoulders and trying to take him down. She
grabbed his shoulders back and started pushing. They pushed at each other and
it quickly felt to him like she was stronger than him.

Neither of them was able to take the other one down right away but she was
still smiling and he had a look on his face like he was overwhelmed. He really
had to work to stop her from taking her down and the more they pushed at each
other, the more he could tell that she was quite a bit stronger than he was.
He hoped that he could use his male aggression to his advantage.

He pushed harder but she pushed back harder, overpowered him, and took him
down on his back. He tried to get up but she got down and pushed her thicker
body into his. He felt her big boobs pushing into his chest which turned him
on and she pushed her shoulders into his, pinning them down.

He tried to push his shoulders up and get himself free but her upper body was
too heavy and too strong. Whenever he started pushing one shoulder up she'd
just push her weight back into his and easily force it back down. He wrapped
his arms around her thicker upper body in a bear hug and tried to roll her off
of him that way but he didn't have any luck.

He then let go of the bear hug and pushed his elbows into the ground trying to
push himself up but that didn't work. He kicked his legs around a bit and once
he did that she wrapped her thick legs around his. Her upper body felt quite a
bit stronger than his but her legs felt way stronger.

She squeezed his legs together with hers making it so he couldn't move his
legs at all. That made it even harder when he was trying to roll her off of
him. He wrapped his arms around her again and put all of his weight into
trying to get her off but he could barely get his shoulder up even a little
bit. She just continued to lay on top of him looking like she wasn't putting
much effort into it.

"Don't you feel like you're just tiring yourself out right now?" she said
jokingly.

She then released his legs and he moved his hips around trying to get free but
she still had too much weight on him to do much. She started to sit up and
then she sat her big butt right on his stomach. It took the wind out of him
for a second. When he caught his breath again she tightly grabbed a hold of
his wrists.

He wasn't sure if her arms were actually stronger than his but they certainly
felt that way since she had such good positioning on him. She forced his arms
towards the ground and he couldn't stop her. He looked at her big boobs right
above his face as she pushed his arms all of the way to the ground and firmly
pinned them down.

So there he lay on her floor, trapped underneath her big butt, with her arms
making it so he couldn't move his arms at all. She looked down at him with
satisfaction with her messy hair hanging down in front of her. He continued to
fight hard to get her off and she didn't even have to move as she just sat
there and held him down.

"You're determined, I'll give you that," she said.

She rolled her big butt off of him and got to his side. He started to sit up
but once his back got off the floor enough, she kicked out her thick legs and
wrapped them around his ribs before he could lunge at her like she tried to
do. She used her legs to control his body and threw him right back to the
ground.

He tried to pull her legs off of him with his hand but not only could he not
even come close to moving them, she tightened, and it really hurt. When her
entire body was on top of him it was embarrassing and uncomfortable. But
feeling those thick legs of hers squeezing his skinny ribs was painful and it
was too much for him to take. The pain was stronger than his desire not to
lose as she squeezed harder.

"OK, OK," he said with a gasp as she continued to keep him trapped between her
legs. "Let go."

"You giving up?" she said proudly.

"Yes," he said and it was hard to get the words out.

"Say 'Julia wins, Austin loses,'" she said and she loosened up a little bit
but kept him trapped plenty tightly. He hesitated but she gave him another
quick very hard squeeze that really hurt his ribs.

"Julia wins, Austin loses!" he said desperately.

She let him free and then sat up with satisfaction. He actually felt more pain
in his ribs once she let go and the next couple of breaths that he took hurt
his ribs too. He was definitely in pain but he was also feeling very horny. He
looked at the body of the woman that had just defeated him.

She may not have been the typical type of girl that guys thought were hot and
his sales colleagues certainly wouldn't have. He looked at her broad
shoulders, her big boobs, and her thick legs that led down to her sexy feet.
There was a lot of woman there but he didn't care what anyone else would have
thought - she was sexy.

"OK, so I gotta be honest with you," she said. "I'm feeling really horny after
kicking your ass like that - I mean, REALLY horny. You want to go in my room
and have sex?"

"Don't you worry about your husband come?"

"Shut up," she said with a chuckle, interrupting him.

She grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him to his feet. With an excited look
on her face she held his wrist and walked with a girly walk, almost a skip, as
she led him through the room. She took him in her bedroom and pushed him on
the bed. She got on the bed on her knees and pulled off her top - her boobs
looked even bigger now that they were bare. They weren't quite as firm as he
normally liked and the sport top she had on had hid that a bit but they still
looked plenty sexy.

"Not bad, are they?" she said and she propped them up with her hands which
turned him on even more. "Condoms are in that end table closest to you. I hope
they are in there, anyway. Been a long time since I've gone in to use them."

He reached in the drawer and pulled a condom out of the box. He turned and saw
her taking off the shorts that she had on. Her thighs really looked thick and
there was quite a bit of fat on them but they still turned him on. Her pussy
wasn't really shaven at all which didn't surprise him.

She bounced her body up and down a bit which made her boobs shake and it
showed that she was eager to get going. He started taking his shirt off and
she pulled his shoes off for him. The two of them worked together to get him
naked and once he had all of his clothes off he saw even more just how much
skinnier he was than her.

There was something about her body that really turned him on and the fact that
he had been wrestling around with it already got him even hornier. His cock
was standing straight up and there wasn't going to be any foreplay required.
He put the condom on and Julia looked ready to go. She immediately sat her
pussy right on his cock while he was still lying down.

"Oh yeah!" she said loudly as she immediately started bouncing up and down on
his cock fast. "Oh fuck yeah!"

She was really going at it harder than he was probably ready for. The fact
that it had been a little over a year since he had gotten laid probably had
something to do with that. Her big boobs were bouncing all over the place as
she fucked him. Her hair was flopping all around as well and she kept moaning
loudly.

"Uh-uh-UH!" she moaned as she picked up the pace even more.

As good as it felt for him it was hurting him as well. Her speed was hurting
his cock and however much she weighed bouncing up and down on him like that
was a lot for him to deal with as well. But she didn't slow down once bit and
with her eyes closed she clearly was focused on fucking him as hard as she
could.

"Oh yeah!" she said and she said extremely loudly. "YEAH!"

She tilted her head back with her eyes closed and then looked right down at
him with her eyes opened looking very satisfied. She kicked out her leg and
rubbed her bare foot right in his face. Having her rub her foot on his face
like that while she was fucking him got him going more than he ever before -
ever.

She seemed to be able to tell and she did it more, rubbing her toes down his
face while she did it. Looking at those big boobs of hers, feeling her
incredibly sexy foot on his face, and getting fucked by her all at the same
time was all that he needed. He let out a loud moan himself as he came. Julia
seemed to realize that he had and she got off of him.

She sat her thick body next to him on the bed looking very satisfied while he
just lay there looking straight up at the ceiling. It was by far the best sex
that he ever had and it was with some housewife that didn't seem to even take
care of her body except her feet. He looked up at her, seeing her still
smiling at him.

"I figured rubbing my foot on your face like that would make you cum," she
said. "I came right before I did that. I normally don't cum that quickly. It
had been a long time since I had sex, though."

"It had been a while for me too," he said.

"I doubt it's been as long as it had for me," she said.

"It's been probably a year since I have," he said.

"OK, not quite that long for me," she said with a chuckle and he looked a bit
embarrassed.

"How long?" he said.

"5 months or so," she said.

"How much do you weigh?" he said.

"Nice try," she said with a smile. "Sex tires me out. I'm gonna take a nap."

She didn't even bother putting her clothes back on and she just flopped down
naked on her bed, her head falling on her pillow. He did find her very sexy
but the overweight, somewhat trashy girl was not the type he exactly wanted to
cuddle in bed with. And he had been there far longer than he had planned to be
and he really should be getting back to work anyway.

But he didn't think she'd like it too much if he just got up and left after
sex and figured she probably wanted him to lay in bed with her for a while and
try and nap with her. He didn't want her to think he was rude. And he did have
it in the back of his mind that she could beat him up. He started to lay down
next to her.

"What the hell are you doing?" she said, already starting to close her eyes.

"Want me to lay down with you for a bit?" he said kind of awkwardly.

"Fuck no," she said. "I like having the whole bed to myself when I sleep. I
don't want to have someone in here taking up some of the space if I can avoid
it. I deal with that enough when my husband comes to bed. Plus, you got sales
you gotta go make. Go out there and get 'em!"

She gave him a flirty smile and he smiled back. He got himself dressed while
she just lay there comfortably naked in front of him. He made his way to the
bedroom door and before he left he wondered if he should have at least kissed
her first. He turned around to feel out her reaction and she was still looking
at him with that flirty smile.

"You ever wanna kiss my feet, fuck me, or whatever," she said. "You're always
welcome to pop by."

They smiled at each other and Austin left. He walked outside and breathed in
the fresh air of the beautiful day. He didn't know anyone else that could
spend their work day doing what he had just done. Austin loved his job.

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