Since the apartment wouldn't be ready for a few weeks, I ended up staying at a bed and breakfast. The owner was a somewhat chubby black woman named Rose. The house itself was a little small, but cozy. It was late when I moved my bags in, but she still offered to blow me in bed. I really appreciated that, even if I ended up falling asleep a few minutes in.

The next morning, she was naked except for an apron and cooking scrambled eggs in the kitchen. With such a clear invitation, I couldn't help but sink my morning wood into her pussy as I greeted her. She cooed in delight and we chatted while I pounded her from behind. It turns out she used to be an office worker, but always got passed over for younger, thinner secretaries and receptionists. Then she saw a post where a BnB host was complaining about getting fucked all the time, and she knew what she wanted to do. By the time she reached the end of her story, I was already squeezing her fat tits and cumming inside her. She thanked me for the compliment, and we sat down to have breakfast.

I mentioned that I'd be going in to work at the lab for second shift, so I'd be coming back at around midnight. She said that she would be asleep at that time, but I could play with her body as much as I wanted when I get back, no need to wake her up. I thought that was pretty sweet of her, and I said so. Rose just beamed at me and asked if I wanted company in the shower this morning. Who was I to deny her?

Now, I don't normally go for chubby girls, but Rose, all soapy and rubbing her body against mine was incredible. She was just so damn soft and slick, I couldn't help but spin her around and fuck her senseless against the shower wall. And then she recovered enough to kneel down and wipe my cock of with her tits, staring up at me as she sucked the last of our combined juices off my glans.

We didn't leave the shower for another hour after that.

But eventually, I had to go, so I walked the mile or so it took to get to the lab. It was good to get some regular exercise, to stretch out the muscles strained from entertaining my host. I showed up in the lobby and a well dressed woman in her 60's ushered me into a meeting room. It turns out I wasn't the only new hire, there was also a strawberry blonde woman named Hannah who was going to be an accountant. She was in her late thirties, wore a white cable-knit sweater and navy pencil skirt, and had a mom-bod with some nice handfuls of tits. Some chitchat revealed that she was married, trying for a child, and enjoyed reading Spanish poetry.

The older woman gave us some paperwork to sign, emergency contact information, direct deposit numbers, non-disclosure agreements, etc. Once that was done, she left us with two laptops for some online training. And let me tell you, I was glad Hannah was there. The videos were mind-numbingly boring, so we passed the time with my hand down her skirt and hers down my pants. After the basic module on office etiquette, not fucking someone on the phone or in front of a client, calling in days off as early as possible, talking to HR if a guy goes in dry, etc, we took a small break and drank some water. Hannah was irritated because she had forgot her lube, and she was only supposed to be taking other men than her husband up the ass or down the throat while she was ovulating. I didn't think to bring lube, since I generally don't go for the ass. I distracted her by talking about the BnB hostess, and how thoroughly she drained my balls. Hannah giggled at that, then sighed wistfully.

The next module was on warehouse safety, and the videos were hilarious. Hannah didn't have that module as an office worker, but she ended up sitting on my lap to watch them with me. There were only two actors, a chubby maintenance guy and a skinny secretary type woman. The woman did most of the narration while the guy groped and fucked her in various situations. For instance, she explained that there should only be one person on a forklift while the man cupped her breasts, moving them up, down, left and right in sync with her driving of the machine. Another video showed the maintenance man bending over at the waist to pick up a box, and the woman struck his ass with a riding crop and told him off for using incorrect lifting posture. In the final video of the series, she was bent over some boxes in the aisle, coming to the end of getting absolutely railed by the maintenance guy. Hannah shifted on my lap and started grinding her ass on my erection. I returned the favor, slipping my hands under her sweater to play with her heavy boobs. In the video, the guy grunted and twitched, obviously creaming inside the secretary. Hannah moaned at that, reaching down to hike up her skirt. The guy pulled out of the secretary, stepping back. She beckoned the camera closer and crouched down to point at the pool of juices on the floor. In a breathless and panting voice, she said that it was a slipping hazard, and needed to be cleaned up as soon as possible. The camera lingered, showing a glop of cum fall from her pussy onto the floor. Then the camera zoomed out and showed the maintenance guy come through with a mop. The module ended and Hannah looked over her shoulder at me and growled, "I need your cock in my pussy. Now!"

Who was I to argue? So I unzipped and yanked my pants and boxers down, and she wasted no time in grabbing my dick and sitting down on it with a long sigh of satisfaction. To be entirely honest, I was also pretty horny form watching all those videos, so I was happy to be ridden. Hannah started chanting, whining, and begging for my cum, desperately pleading for me to fill her up and make her a mommy. I half-heartedly asked about her husband, and she said I looked similar enough, it would be fine. I felt a little guilty about that, but not enough to remove the thicc, bouncing and jiggling woman from my lap. Her inner walls were clenched tight around me, milking me for all I was worth. She didn't have to wait long for her wish, I ended up holding onto her hips and thrusting deep inside, letting my cock pulse and surge into her womb.

It took us a little while to come down from the breeding frenzy. When she did, she apologized for pressuring me like she did, and I forgave her easily enough. I told her she should call her husband and explain the situation. Hannah bit her lip as she dialed, and explained everything over the phone. At her husband's request, she snapped a picture of me and sent it to him. He agreed that I looked similar, and gave her the okay to get creamed by me more, if she wanted. I thought that was pretty understanding of him, and she agreed. After Hannah hung up, she sheepishly asked if I could refrain from cumming inside her anymore, she really wants to have her husband's kid, especially since he was so understanding. I naturally agreed, and we went back to our paperwork and training videos. Thankfully the chemical safety module was the exact opposite of sexy, and I didn't get worked up for the rest of the shift.

When I went back to the BnB, I found Rose in my bed, naked and asleep. I played with her tits for a few moments, squeezing and pinching, and she didn't even stir. I shrugged and pulled out my cock, hardening at the sight and feel of her. I pushed it into her mouth, fucking her slack face for a minute or two as I idly jiggled her big black boobs. At first I had thought she was faking being asleep, how else would she know to start sucking and swirling her tongue around my tip? I called her name a few times and rolled her nipple between my fingers, but no response. I guessed she was just going off of muscle memory. I wondered how she would eat a popsicle. Finally, I pulled out of her skillful mouth and came all over her face and tits. That wore me out enough that I ended up falling asleep the second I laid down next to her. Not bad, for a day's work, I thought.