5 comments/ 35429 views/ 21 favorites Susan Helps Me Get Promotion Ch. 01 By: Quietoldie This is a cuckolding story. I wrote it a year or two ago with the help of another Lit contributor. I want to thank her for her help. ***** I am Nigel and have been married to Susan for 5 years. She is a beautiful 26 year old and I am ten years older. I sometimes think that Susan would like me to have a stronger personality but we get on well, hardly ever having a cross word. Susan enjoys a night out with a couple of her friends every three weeks. I am not the jealous type and am happy to think she is out enjoying herself. But I received some photos of her by email. They showed her on one of her nights out and caused me to wonder if she was having an affair. They were sent to me by her so-called friend Penny. The same man was in all three of them. One of them showed Susan sitting with him on Penny's sofa. He had his arm around her and Susan was snuggled up against him, her head on his shoulder, her knees bent up against his body holding the heel of her shoe. She was wearing her tight, white, thin cotton dress which is a bit see-through and her shiny tights. She looked very happy and very sexy. I have been having fantasies for some time now about Susan fucking another man. I recently asked her if she would have sex with my boss to get me promoted but she refused and wouldn't speak to me for three days. But the outfits she is wearing on her nights out seem to be calculated to attract other men. They give out the message that she is available for sex. I was hoping to get up the courage to tell her that I know what she is up to and want her to continue. She is a beautiful woman and deserves to enjoy herself. As her husband it is my job to make sure she has what she wants. My needs are secondary. I am not a good enough lover to satisfy her on my own. Not wanting to tackle Susan direct and see her get mad at me again I decided to email Penny. This is what I said; Hi Penny, Your email address is a bit obscure but I know it was you who sent me those photos of Susan. I don't want Susan to know that I've written to you. Are you trying to tell me that she is having an affair with the man in the red T shirt? The truth is, Penny, I am completely devoted to Susan and even if she is cheating on me I would not want to stop her. You may find this a bit strange. It embarrasses me to admit it so I am only telling you this to reassure you that if she was up to stuff behind my back I would do nothing to upset her or hurt her. I have seen her flirting with guys and love to watch her enjoying herself. Perhaps you may feel able to give me more information please. Bryan This is Penny's reply; Hi Bryan, I may have been a bit cheeky sending you those photos but I couldn't resist it. Susan has told me a lot about you and your reaction is no great surprise. She flirts with guys a lot when we're out, but then we all do. The guy in the red Tshirt is her ex boyfriend Darren. She still likes him and he likes her. She has seen him a couple of times behind your back, but nothing went on, she says she just met him for a few drinks, and I don't think she would lie to me. I think she still feels attracted to him so who knows what might happen in the future. You know, I'm quite amused by what you hint at. I suspect you'd like to see her with another guy and perhaps she would if you said it was okay. She was a bit wild when she was at school. She thought nothing of cheating on her boyfriends in those days. She did tell me a while ago that you mentioned her having sex with your boss to get promotion, she was horrified. But she's had time to think about it and I wonder if, deep down, she's turned on by the idea. I asked her about it again a few weeks ago, and she thought maybe she could help you, but she is still reluctant. I'll tell you now I did push Susan to stay the night with Darren when we came back from that club. It was obvious she wanted to, but she refused. Maybe you are shocked, but hey, I think it's what you want too. I'm going to chat to Susan, but I won't tell her we've been in touch. I'm going to push her and convince her to have sex with your boss. I know I can do this, and I suspect you'll enjoy it not just for the promotion. Penny. Her reply excited me and I was not entirely convinced by Penny's comments about the exboyfriend. If she's not already fucking him maybe it's only a matter of time. I'm sure Penny will be happy to give me all the details now she knows how much I would enjoy hearing about them. A few days later Penny's efforts seem to have paid off. Here is my diary entry; I can hardly believe it. Susan has agreed to meet up with my boss in a hotel room. Since I got the letter from Penny I have been confused. Is she is still keeping her body for my sole enjoyment when I would love her to be a bit more adventurous? It is my most frequent fantasy. I use it to help my arousal when we are in bed together. I know she is a young attractive woman who enjoys having orgasms. It seems sensible to think that my lovemaking is not enough for her. Well, a few days ago Susan turned off the TV and told me she had been thinking about my request that she fuck Rodger Blackburn, my boss, to help me get on in the firm. It seems she had confided in her friend Penny. "Penny was all for it darling. She knows our credit cards are maxed out and we badly need to change the car. There's that management vacancy isn't there and I know you're hoping to get it. I can't bear the thought of him touching me but if you get a better wage we can afford that holiday we've always wanted and clear our debts. Do you think you can set it up dear? But I'm not going to drop my knickers for him unless it's absolutely clear that he can make sure the job's yours. You are still keen for this to happen aren't you?" This was so out of the blue that I couldn't take it in at first. But my body was ahead of my mind and I could feel the heat going to my loins. I was grateful for Penny's intervention and glad that I had written to her. "So Penny thought it was a good idea did she?" I said, playing for time. Then Susan noticed how I was blushing and had a bulge in my jeans. "For heaven's sake Bryan, calm down. You are weird. Penny hinted that you might get turned on when I told you. I'm not going to enjoy it you know. Answer me. Can you have a word with Rodger?" "ShShSure. I'll do it." I managed to stammer out, my mind still in a whirl. Susan was very businesslike about her plan but when I turned to her later that night in bed she allowed me to kiss her and pushed my head down under the duvet. I was happy to bring her to orgasm with my tongue as I wondered what she was thinking. She would usually let me enter her at this point but she turned over, sighing contentedly and quickly fell asleep. It felt strange but I liked the fact that she was just thinking of her own satisfaction. I was restless, my mind full of what was to come and desperate for sexual relief. Once I was sure she was sleeping deeply I masturbated as I lay beside her, bringing myself to my own orgasm. I needed a few pulls from a vodka bottle to get up the nerve but having broached the subject with Rodger, on his own, it was plain sailing. Susan is a lovely woman and I knew he had been lusting after her ever since they met. Penny was taking a keen interest and offering advice to Susan. She suggested a suitable hotel. Rodger was impatient and had become insufferable at work. I dropped her off at the hotel and watched my wife marching boldly into reception. She had not bothered to change from her usual daytime garb. It came to me that our relationship was changing. This was a new, more confident Susan and I liked it. I adjusted my cock and balls inside my jeans to allow space for my growing erection. Once back at home I couldn't settle. My head was filled with what they were doing and in the end I went upstairs to jerk myself off. I wanted to make it last as long as possible but it was difficult. Looking across the road I noticed our neighbour in her bedroom. She can be a bit of an exhibitionist so I quickly reached for the binoculars I use for bird watching. Sure enough she was undressing and had left her curtains partially open. She was standing in front of a full length mirror turning this way and that wearing just a bra and panties. I moved closer to the window to get a better view. I heard my garden gate close and saw Penny walking up our garden path. I pulled up my jeans and went back downstairs. I was flustered wondering how much she had seen. As soon as I let her in she looked at me sternly and said; "Nigel, I see you're a Peeping Tom. Looking at women in their bra and knickers without their permission is illegal isn't it? You dirty old man. You'd pulled your jeans down hadn't you, you pathetic little wanker?" She was right so I nodded, dumbly, going bright red in the face. Her angry mood seemed to change when she noticed my discomfort. She smiled and touched me on the shoulder like you would reassure a child. "It's OK Nigel dear, your secret's safe with me. Sit yourself down over here next to me on the sofa. I've come round to have a little chat. It's today isn't it? Susan is off doing the dirty deed isn't she? I expect she'll be stripped off, kneeling at his feet sucking on his cock at this very minute." She squirmed a little on her seat and I could see she was getting off on this thought. Again I nodded, my penis rising in my pants. "I'm glad you came over. It gives me the chance to thank you. You got Susan to do this didn't you?" "Well I saw from your letter that you are one of those men who has fantasies about being humiliated by their wives. You know that things are going to change after this, don't you?" I nodded. "After looking at those pictures I was sure Susan was already up to stuff. Are you sure she's not fucking that exboyfriend of hers? She dresses like a slut when she goes on your nights out. You have to admit that." "That's true dear. I bet it's been driving you crazy not knowing. I think she likes to tease. When they both came back to our house last time I offered them the spare room. You could see they were mad for each other. But Susan said "No". As I say, maybe things are about to change. The genie is out of the bottle now. I know, why don't you kneel down in front of me and take that erection out of your jeans while I tell you some secret things about your sexy wife. I'd love to watch you wank for me. Don't forget about what I just saw. I said I wouldn't tell on you but I lied. You're okay just as long as you and I get along." She reached over and unzipped me then pointed to the floor. I knelt down quickly and pulled my pecker out. "That's nice dear. Now pull on it whilst I talk. What would you say if I told you that Susan has recently bought one of those rabbit vibrators. That she's told me she has a high sex drive and has been masturbating almost every day with it. What would you say if she confided in me that she needed to find porn sites on the internet and after I gave her a few she's become addicted to them; especially the ones showing pictures of big black naked men with huge cocks. That she's discovered a desire to be submissive to a dominant man and wants to become his bitch slut." My hand had become a blur throughout this and I spurted come all down Penny's shiny tights as she finished speaking. "Dirty boy! I want you to lick all that semen off me. Get your head down, start with my feet, there's a good little boy. You didn't believe all that did you? I'm not saying I made it up and I'm not saying it's true, maybe some of it is. If it isn't today, fast forward a few months and it could be." I took great pleasure in doing what was asked of me. I could see Penny's panties as I licked. It was such a subservient position. I tried to continue beyond her knees but she slapped me across the face, telling me to get off her. I could tell she was aroused but it was the situation that aroused her and not me personally. She gave me a quick hug and then left me to think about Susan and what she was doing. One thing is for certain. Things are now out of my control. When Susan and the scheming Penny get their heads together goodness knows what will happen. Susan's description of her night with Rodger; "Where's your husband?" "He's gone home; I said I'd phone him when this is...over." "It's taken you a little time to agree to this Susan." "Well, it's not every day a husband asks his wife to...go with another man. Now can we get on with it, the sooner this is over the better." "We've got plenty of time. Here vodka and coke I believe, isn't it?" "I don't want to be here, can we just get on with it, please?" "No, I want a chat first, now drink it." I take the glass and throw the vodka down my neck. I cough a little as he sits watching me, he smiles, and then takes the glass and refills it. I take another slower, smaller, sip this time. Why I ever agreed to this I don't know. It goes against everything I thought marriage was supposed to be about. "You don't exactly dress for sex." "I'm sure it hasn't escaped your notice, but I'll spell it out for you, I don't want to be here, I don't really like you, you are rude, arrogant, and a manipulator. My husband works very hard for you, and you don't even appreciate it. Is this how all of your employees get promotion, you sleeping with their wives?" "No...not all, but I've always wanted you, ever since I first saw you. Even if you do hide your body behind those unflattering clothes. Although I have seen you in the pubs and clubs, and you dress a little sexier when you are out, ah I see the vodka is going down well. Here have another." He stands over me as I sit on the hotel bed. My eyes are level with his groin, and I can see the outline of his cock, it isn't hard or anything, but I gulp down the vodka wondering if his cock will hurt me. "How old are you?" "26." "And Nigel is 36, and you've been married 5 years too?" "Yes. Why are you going on about this, can't we just get it over with?" He smiles down at me, "No...besides if you answer my questions, I might decide not to fuck you. So let us just see what happens...okay?" The thought of not having to go through with having sex with him, lets me relax a little, although I'm still nervous and wondering why I ever agreed to this in the first place. Though I am angry my panties are getting a little moist. Why is my body betraying me like this? "What happened when Nigel told you what I want in return for his promotion?" "I told him to go to hell. I didn't speak to him for three days. I only agreed because I could see it was upsetting him, and I guess you didn't help." "So here we are. Do you think it turns him on knowing I'm probably going to fuck you?" "No, of course not. Our sex life is okay, we don't do things like this... Why are you laughing?" "Your sex life is okay, only okay Susan?" "You know what I mean...normal, average, that sort of thing." "Are you disappointed by anything about your sex life?" "No, and what is that supposed to mean?!" "Don't get upset, I mean what is he when he's hard, 5 inches, 6 inches?" "That's none of you business." "I guess you can swallow his cock easily?" "I don't like oral sex...I've only done it a couple of times." "With your husband? Why the sheepish look Susan, I bet you haven't even tried with him have you?" "Like I said, I don't like it." "Does he know you married him on the rebound?" "Now wait a minute, I love him." "Yes I'm sure you do, but does he know about the boyfriend who dumped you, weeks before you met Nigel? Does he know that Susan?" "He knows I was seeing someone, but that is irrelevant now. I'm going home." "I don't think so, not unless you want to disappoint Nigel, you don't, do you Susan?" "No," I mumble. He grins again, "I've been hearing about you meeting your ex boyfriend. If you don't want Nigel to know you'll do what I want." "He won't believe you and anyway nothing happened, we're just friends, now, and he's married." "So? It doesn't stop you meeting him though, does it?" "I'm not seeing him again, please can you stop probing and humiliating me?" I hang my head as he moves closer, he takes the empty glass from my hand and lifts my head up by my chin and sneers, "Get undressed...NOW!" Slowly I strip off for him as he sits in the chair watching with a grin on his face. Reminding myself I'm doing this for my husband doesn't really help. I've never liked Rodger with his wandering hands. "Well, you're even better naked than I imagined." "Can we just get on with it?" "Oh, are you in a rush Susan? Can't you wait?" "You know what I mean. I just want to go home." "Did you bring the toy I told you to buy?" "Yes, but Nigel doesn't know. You won't tell him will you?" "No, I suppose he thinks this is all his idea doesn't he? He doesn't know you've been begging me to promote him for the past few weeks." "No, of course not. I told you we are desperate for money, I was trying to pay off our debts too." "Okay enough, we'll talk more later, but it was fun watching him squirm trying to pluck up the courage to ask me to fuck you. Little did he know we had already arranged it. Just one more question, why did you change your mind?" "Well, um, a friend of mine has been, sort of listening to my worries, she told me that I should go for it." Rodger pulls open my bag, and I'm staring at the object he has thrown on the bed. "Now I guess you know how to use it, or do you want me to help?" "I've um, tried it, but do you really want me to do that first, can't we just well, fuck?"" "I told you I want a little show, now start performing or poor Nigel doesn't get promotion...EVER!" I stare at the object for a few moments, and gradually I realise I've little choice. I pick it up and start toying with it, as Rodger watches with yet another sick triumphant grin on his face. After a few minutes my pussy begins to get wetter and wetter. Trying to hide it from Rodger wasn't ever going to happen, but I try and think of something else. Thinking of my husband doesn't help. It's him who got me into this mess. My mind drifts to Darren, my ex boyfriend. I met him in a club not long ago, and we went back to Penny's. She offered to put us up for the night, but I declined, although maybe now I'm thinking I should have done. I don't want to cheat on Nigel, but with my ex, Darren, well, I'd have loved to feel his cock inside me again. It isn't long before my pussy takes control of my head and almost sucks the buzzing pink vibrator into me. I keep thinking of Darren and what he whispered to me as we danced in the night club. He kept saying he wanted me, just a quick fuck, until I reminded him he never did quick fucks! "There, isn't that better than your husband?" "Yessss," gushes out of my mouth much quicker than it should. I wasn't thinking of the vibrator, I was thinking of Darren's wonderful cock! I've never had one of these and despite who I'm with, I'm pushing it in further and further, and loving it! I don't know when he started taking photos of me, and although I tell him to stop, he doesn't. My protests are just a token gesture in reality, all I'm really worried about is coming now. Darren has taken the vibrators place in my head, maybe I should have stayed the night at Penny's with him, Nigel would never have found out. I'm panting and squealing a little, my legs are like jelly and the vibrator works deeper and deeper! It isn't long before I just give up on what is wrong or right, I just want to come. As his camera clicks away I'm screaming out. I couldn't hold it in even if my life depended on it. My pussy explodes and my whole body shakes as I scream through a very intense orgasm! Susan Helps Me Get Promotion Ch. 01 For a few minutes Rodger leaves me to recover, but it isn't long before he moves behind me. His camera is set on some sort of timer, and now and then it clicks. "You enjoyed that Susan, and don't try denying it...and now, it's my turn!" I gasp and wince as he moves behind me, and then, wham! His cock slides in me from behind. Even though I've just come with that big vibrator in my pussy, she feels very tight around Rodger's cock. He's bigger than I imagined, and while I can't stand him, his cock is a different matter and I'm getting what I haven't had for a long time. He might be a gross conceited old man, but his cock fills my pussy, and every excited thrust scrapes my pussy walls, making me ashamed of the wonderful feelings coursing through my body. The whole thing is like a double edged sword. I'm being treated like a whore by a man I don't like, but at the same time I can't stop myself from coming on his cock! "I always knew you would be a good fuck...you're wasted on Nigel ...and I know you came on that vibrator...now...it's my...TURNNNNN!" He slams into me and holds himself in my stretched aching pussy. He cries out and groans, as I can feel his cock twitch and every spurt of his cock firing spunk deeper into me than I've felt for years! After a few minutes he pulls out, as I go to get up feeling the shame creeping over my body, he pulls me back, "Not yet...I haven't finished with you," he snarls in my ear. He stands over me grinning down like the cat who has the cream. Speaking of cream I can see a little white blob on the very tip of his cock, "Well...it's not going to clean itself," he says with a dirty chuckle. Before I can react his cock is in my mouth. His chuckling continues until I stop trying to get him off and I start sucking him. The camera flashes again and I dread to think what the photo will look like! He spins me round and despite my protest he grips my head! "Make it good bitch...make it fucking good." I cough and choke and he bounces my head on his cock. My mouth hangs open and all I can hear is his panting, and the disgusting sound of his wet cock sliding in and out of my throat. His grunts become words, not words I can understand just half started swear words that splurge out of his mouth. He pulls out and for a moment between catching my breath, and spluttering, I manage to ask him not to come in my mouth. I didn't expect him to take any notice, but he forces my head down, and his cock, just inches from my face explodes, over my held head! He squeezes every drop out, until he lets me up. For a moment we are both still, but both of us are panting. Then I hear the buzz, and while I'm still laid out, recovering, the vibrator slips into my pussy. He uses it on me, and once again to my shame I start to come, with his drying spunk streaked over my forehead and face. I go in the shower and wash away the evidence. My whole life has been turned upside down. When I come out of the shower Rodger is sat looking through his camera at the photos. "So, how about we go down to the hotel restaurant and have dinner, my treat?" "You are joking aren't you...my god...you aren't!" "Go on, just dinner to say thank you, and I've even bought you some things to wear." In my head I know this is wrong, the fat arrogant bastard has used and abused me, but something inside has me agreeing to wear what he wants. "Do you really expect me to wear this to dinner?" "Yes Susan?" "I look like a...hooker." "Well, I suppose you aren't far off that, having sex with me to get your husband promotion." "Now just a few more photos." "Why, why do you keep taking them?" He chuckles but doesn't answer. All through the meal I'm getting lusty looks from guys, and bitchy looks from their wives or girlfriends. Mr Blackburn takes great delight in touching me and kissing me so everyone is left in no doubt that I'm not his daughter, but his fuck! I'll admit that while I hate him I'm still basking in a kind of post coital glow and find myself curiously not pulling away. Maybe it's the money, after seeing him throw a handful of notes on the table for a tip, I gasped. Everything I was wearing he had bought, and I just wonder how many people in the restaurant thought he had bought me too! When we went through the lobby, maybe because I was a little drunk, I slipped my arm through his. "Well Susan, the room is booked all night if you want to have some more fun?" There was no pressure this time but something clicked inside my brain making me turn to him and smile. Wine always makes me horny. "Okay Mr Blackburn sir- whatever you say." We kissed open mouthed and exchanged tongues. It felt good. He's triggered my submissive side, I thought. Back in the room I'm on my knees sucking his cock under his fat belly. He pulls my head away, and looks down on me, "Don't you think you had better phone your husband, and tell him you won't be home tonight?" "You do it...I'm busy," I reply and go back to sucking his cock! This is the text message Nigel receives; Hi Nigel Just a quick text to say your wife is staying the night with me. Oh and a couple of pics for you, taken just before we went to dinner in the restaurant, you should have seen the looks she got! I'll be wanting her again, and I've a few clients who may appreciate her talents. Sweet dreams CUCKOLD! Susan Helps Me Get Promotion Ch. 02 Nigel takes up the story; The three pictures sent from his mobile show Susan in a very sexy outfit, the skirt barely hiding her panties. I realised at this that she was enjoying all this despite herself. That strange mixture of jealousy and lust engulfed me and I spurted for the second time that day. She came home at around 9.30 the next morning. I was hoping that she would tell me all about her night with Rodger but she hugged me, gave me a quick sloppy kiss and said she was tired and needed to sleep. I could see she was a bit weepy. I thanked her for her help in getting my promotion. I said she had no reason to feel cheapened by what had happened. I told her that I wanted her to have sexual adventures because I believed they would be good for her. Susan gave me a puzzled look. "Penny said she thought you had some crazy ideas. I guess she must be right. Anyway I don't want to talk about what happened last night. And my cunt's a bit sore so we won't be having sex for a day or two. Is that all right dear?" She doesn't often talk about her pussy, especially using that word, and even this little snippet had my penis leaping out of my trousers. I sat down quickly on the settee. "Of course darling, go and get some rest. Shall I do the supermarket run this week?" This was a job Susan did. It was her Saturday morning ritual. "Oh. It's Saturday isn't it, thanks dear, that would be a help. Come upstairs in a minute and I'll have a list for you." When I came into the bedroom, Susan was sitting up in bed finishing off the list. She was naked under her towelling robe. She quickly drew it around her to cover her lovely breasts but not before I had seen a love bite on one of them. She handed me the list then snuggled down under the duvet and turned on her side away from me. The text Rodger had sent me the night before had surprised me. Susan had convinced me that she disliked my boss and wanted to get it over with as quickly as possible, then return home. Instead she had dressed in slutty clothes for him, eaten a meal with him and stayed there all night. She had obviously found her first venture into adultery far more exciting than she expected. Would she want to see him again? He had mentioned it in his text and spoken about other men enjoying her. I looked through the text and photos again. I had already done so several times, luxuriating in the feelings it engendered. Jealousy, humiliation, dislike of Rodger's arrogance, but again that strong feeling of arousal that I could not deny. A few days went by and Susan continued to be a bit distant from me. She would not allow any sexual contact although we slept together each night. I had spoken to Penny who gave me a blow by blow account of my wife's night with Rodger. It was so exciting to hear the full story of her night of passion. She again allowed me to wank off in front of her as she talked. Penny seems to enjoy this and likes to show her panties but I get nothing more. She said Susan was ashamed of what she had done and had not even masturbated since that night. She had been having lurid dreams. Rodger had contacted her about her fucking two of his new clients to secure a lucrative contract. He had threatened to show the photos he'd taken around all our friends unless she agreed. He'd also offered to pay her £2000, an amount we needed to pay off a high interest loan we'd been forced to take out to pay for repairs on our old car. At work Rodger put the same proposal to me. He was confident that Susan would give in to his demands. "The truth is Nigel, she's a slut at heart. She loves cock so she won't need much persuading. You know I'm right don't you? Now she's had a taste of what she's been missing, she'll keep coming back for more." He was being his usual insufferable self but the idea was so dirty that I couldn't help thinking I should try to get Susan to do it. That night after my talk with Rodger, Susan was tossing and turning in bed, murmuring in her sleep. I couldn't tell what she was saying but it seemed sexual. She was lying on her back with her legs apart. I lay beside her unable to sleep. I carefully reached across and touched her lightly between the legs. She was sloppy wet. She opened her legs wider and I think she whispered "Darren" in her sleep. I eased a finger into her as she began to wake up. When I saw her eyes blink open I quickly pulled it out. "Don't do that Nigel." She said sleepily. "Finger me, darling, I was having a wonderful dream." As I did as she asked, I said, "Rodger wants you to fuck two of his clients for £2,000. Isn't that so dirty dear? You'd like to suck the cocks of two complete strangers, then take their cocks up into your willing cunt wouldn't you honey? You could suck one cock then have the other man take you from behind. You want to be Rodger's slut and fuck other men for him don't you darling?" Her answer was barely audible. "Yes." She whispered. "Tell me what you want." "You're right. I want to do what you said." "No. Say the words whilst I finger your cunt." "Okay. I enjoyed my night with Rodger. He has a lovely cock. I want to be Rodger's slut and fuck other men for him." Susan soon went into a noisy orgasm as I fingered her. I badly needed to fuck her at this point but she turned onto her side and was soon fast asleep once more. I left another stain on the bedclothes that night. Next day Susan just blushed and nodded when I asked if she remembered our conversation the previous night. I still found it difficult to believe she was going to go through with it. But later the same day Rodger strutted triumphantly into my office to show me her text. "You see Nigel. She's gagging for it. We"ll take the clients out for a slap up meal first. The firm needs this new contract. It's worth a lot more than a piddling £2,000." I smiled meekly having nothing to say. I still hadn't received my first pay packet since my promotion so the money would come in very handy indeed. Was I turning Susan into a prostitute? I suppose that in a way I already knew the answer to that one. The meal was fixed for the following Friday night. Susan had received a package from Rodger which she said were the clothes he wanted her to wear. I offered to help her get ready but she refused. I set off to meet up with Rodger and the two clients. At the end of the meal, Rodger grinned wickedly and said; "Gentlemen, Nigel here has arranged a whore for the night. She's bought and paid for, and I've had the pleasure of her myself. Ah, here she is now." Here Susan takes over the story; All eyes were on me as Mr Blackburn kissed me. The two guys I was going to have sex with smiled at me, and I smiled back. Nigel, just seemed to gawp a little for a while, until his boss told him to get everyone a drink. Although I was to have sex with the two men who I hadn't ever seen before, Rodger kept me at his side. I think he took great delight in watching my husband squirm a little, as his hand went up the back of my dress and his fingers tickled and prodded my ass. I just stood there letting him touch me up, playing the hooker I was supposed to be. My two 'clients' went to make a few phone calls, and I just stayed close to my husband's boss. Even in a bar full of people, Rodger kissed my neck in front of my husband. I just stared at Nigel, wondering if he would stop this, but he just stood there watching his boss kiss his wife's neck and whispering to her. Rodger's beard scratched my soft skin, as he whispered how he was going to fuck me later after I had earned my money. "Now Nigel, you take Susan up to the room and get her settled," and then he whispered to me, "And you Susan, remember you're supposed to be a whore...so act like one." The hard slap on my ass stung a little, but I turned to him and said, "Yes Mr Blackburn." I think Nigel was still in shock, he didn't say anything until we reached the hotel room. "Do you want to go through with this?" "Do I have a choice Nigel?" "You can stop if you really want to." I chuckled, "I'm just a little surprised that you're allowing me to fuck other men. I was hoping when I turned up you'd stop things. But I wasn't expecting the two guys to be quite so...dishy. "So you're going to go through with it and maybe even enjoy it?" "Penny tells me you've wanted this for a long time but you were too shy to say. As for me, well I was reluctant at first but I'm slowly learning more about my sexual needs. It's been hard to concentrate on anything else lately. I think you can say that I'm kind of looking forward to it. Look at me now darling. Do I seem unhappy? And do you like the dress?" "Yes...it's lovely." I grin and chuckle a little. "Rodger bought it for me. You know, he was saying such disgusting things in my ear. And he left a note with the dress asking me not to wear anything under it." "And did you do as he asked?" I pulled my skirt up above my waist showing Nigel my bare bottom and freshly shaved pussy. "There, now you know." "Did he...I mean when he had his hand up your dress...did he...did." "Darling spit it out, you're not a kid...but yes, he did finger my asshole, in fact when you went to the loo he told me that he was going to fuck my ass in the future." "My god...what did you say?" "Darling the thing is, I don't really have a choice." "Well, you said you would never do that." " Yes I know, but I've thought about that. Nigel, Mr Blackburn is rude, arrogant, a total bastard, and he's going to fuck you wife's ass, and take great delight in hurting me when he does it." "Well, I'm not going to let him." "No darling. I've told him it's okay. You see, he has offered to pay off my credit card." "Well, that isn't very much." "Nigel, it is, I haven't exactly been truthful to you about that. It's not the £500 you think it is, it's £5,000, give or take a few hundred...I'm sorry, it just sort of mounted up." "Fucking hell!" "Nigel, I'll be doing it for us, can't you see we can probably clear all our debts in a few months if I..." "...If you keep doing the things he wants." "He's got those photos hasn't he? I know he's a complete bastard but there's something about him, something more than the money we need and his threats to show all our friends that I'm a slut." "You like his cock don't you? You said so. Is that what draws you to him?" I smile wickedly. "Well yes, there is that as well. That's not what I meant. There's just something about him, his confidence, his manliness, he's a born leader, you've got to admit that. He's not a bit like you is he darling?" I laugh and move my hand up Nigel's leg to his hardness. "Penny's right. You get off on all this don't you? You want to watch me get fucked in a few minutes don't you dear?" Nigel blushes and nods his head. When I come out of the room Nigel just stares at me. My demeanour has changed. I am wearing Rodger's "Fuck me" outfit. Just a very revealing teddy and hold up stockings. "Well don't just stand there. Go and tell Mr Blackburn his whore is ready for his clients." He nods and goes to the door, in a sort of daze. He looks back from the door. "Susan...I love you." "Then go and bring in those real men who have real cocks, and not that little thing which I barely feel." For the next 30 minutes I pour wine for the guys as Mr Blackburn and Nigel go through the final parts of preparing the paper work. Despite being paid for this, I must admit the two guys are quite charming, and I'm happy laughing at their jokes and chatting with them. Now and then Nigel looks at me, and I can detect a little expression of jealousy on his face. I guess like me he thought it would be older and not very good looking guys, and perhaps we would just fuck, and then my husband would take me home. The flirting is coming from me as much as the two guys. It is almost like Nigel isn't here with us. Mr Blackburn sends Nigel to get a fresh bottle of wine. He is only gone 5 minutes and when he returns and opens the door, the party has already started. "Well just don't stand there man, shut the door and sit next to me on the couch." His boss says. "We can watch together. I'll be having her ass soon, and that will wipe the smile of the whore's face." Maybe I did deserve that, even though Mr Blackburn said it quietly everyone heard it. Perhaps I did have a big grin on my face. Is this what my husband really wants to see, his wife enjoying herself with other men?! The running commentary continues from Mr Blackburn, I guess him being such a bastard he is enjoying teasing my husband. "Look at her Nigel, her cunt is so wet you can see it from here." I don't look at my husband, mainly because I'm a little scared of making eye contact with him, and because having two dishy men, kissing, fingering, and licking my pussy has got me really hot! It isn't long before all the attention I'm receiving has an orgasm building. I look across to the couch as I whimper, shudder, and then start screaming as I come right in front of my husband and his boss! Usually at this point at home I'd roll over and go to sleep, but I'm begging the two men to fuck me. For a moment I look at my husband, just a brief glance, because again I'm worried that I sound like a desperate crazed whore! Mr Blackburn laughs and yells, "Well fuck the slut gentlemen, she's getting paid well for this so you should get my money's worth...don't you agree Nigel?" Nigel blushes crimson and opens his mouth as if about to speak. Before he can answer one of the men pulls me onto his cock. I'm enjoying the attention of two lusty men for the first time in my life. I don't know how long I'm fucked by both of them but I could get used to this. Their stamina is incredible as they finish off with fucking me on the table and feeding me a cock at the same time. They both pick me up and carry me across the room. There I am suspended kissing them each in turn. "Fuck me again, please," is gasped from my lips. I hear Mr B. chuckling as the two guys tell me they are worn out. I'm dumped on the floor right in front of Mr Blackburn. He's on his feet with his trousers round his ankles, "You know what to do...you've had enough practice," he sneers. At first I don't really want this, he just bends down and whispers, "What's it to be Susan, are you going to perform, or do I tell the two guys Nigel is your husband?!" I couldn't let that happen, I couldn't let my husband go through the humiliation of him telling them they have just fucked his wife, right in front of him! Precum glistens on the end of Rodger's cock. I reluctantly dip my tongue in it, and he shudders. Slowly I take his cock in my mouth, and I know it won't be long before he comes. His hand goes on my head and I know what is going to happen. Just as the two men leave the hotel room he closes his eyes and pulls my head down. Nigel goes to get up but I don't want him to stop it. I reach out and squeeze Nigel's cock through his trousers, he eases back down and I start stroking his cock as I suck his boss. "Hey, this is for me-- hubby can wait...or do it himself." I've never seen Nigel jerk himself. My eyes look to him, and somehow he manages to know I'm agreeing to him doing it. He takes his cock out and starts jerking it. "That's it Nigel, you carry on, I'm not a complete bastard, but I've bought your wife tonight, so you just have a wank." He starts chuckling and increasing his grip on my head. I know Nigel can hear me gagging a little, but I realise because I can hear his soft groan and see his arm moving, that he is enjoying it, apparently. After a few minutes I hear Mr B. chuckle, "Already Nigel?, no wonder your wife is such a fucking slut...and that isn't exactly a load...a few more seconds...and I'll show you...what...a real load of spunk...looks like." He pulls his cock out of my mouth, and I just kneel there and let my husband's boss come on my face! When he's finished, when all the grunting and straining has stopped he says, "There Nigel, that's what you call a load of spunk!" And he turns my head so my husband gets the full picture! What Nigel thinks I don't know. I just keep my eyes closed as Mr B. slowly rubs his cock over my spunk filled face! I hear them dressing and I go to the bathroom. "Hey Susan, I'm taking your husband out to celebrate my big contract...I'll send him home in a taxi later. You never know, he might want a fuck...although I guess not." The door closes and I'm left in the room on my own. Quite honestly I don't know what to think, now Nigel has seen me 'perform' and get carried away he might decide this will be the last time it happens. I felt so dirty after that night with Mr Blackburn but that's in the past. One thing I do know is, I won't be able to stop myself cheating on him, with or without his consent! Nigel's comments Actually witnessing Susan acting the whore with my boss and two complete strangers was the kind of thing I'd often fantasised about. It was extremely humiliating and it made me realise that a large part of my arousal was due to the realisation that Susan was loving the attention of more virile men. Her comments just before the men came in said it all. The next day I was wondering what Penny thought about it all and was about to phone her when a text came through from her. No doubt Susan had given her all the dirty details like last time. The text was brief. She wanted me to come around to her house as she had a job for me. She requested that I wear a pair of Susan's panties to help to get me in the mood. I quickly replied saying I was on my way. I wasn't entirely sure about Penny's motives but had to admit that our last two meetings had given me a sexual outlet of a kind and Susan had been denying me sex. I was curious to know what she was planning, assuming something sexual. Susan was out shopping so I had a good look through her knicker drawer. I had looked in there before, mainly thinking she might have kept special panties for one of her nights out with the girls. I had never found any that I had never seen her wearing but Susan was quite adventurous anyway, knowing my interest in her panties. I selected a skimpy pink pair of briefs with flowery edges and a pretty bow at the front. There was enough of the silky material to encase my cock and balls. They were near the bottom of the pile and I thought Susan would not notice they were missing. Pulling on a pair of women's panties for the first time was a surprisingly sexy experience. I loved the feel of the material around my nether regions and wondered why I had never worn a pair before. But, at the same time, as I stepped out of our front door, I felt more vulnerable than usual and apprehensive about what was to come. I was quickly ushered into Penny's house with Penny glancing furtively around making sure none of the neighbours were spying on her. She was dressed to the nines in high heeled shoes, stockings, a black miniskirt and a tight low cut top which emphasised her bust and left a gap between top and skirt showing her navel and quite a lot of bare skin. She told me that hubby was away on business. "Not sure if Bob would approve of this dear. He's not back until tomorrow. Now Nigel, I've heard you're quite domesticated so I was wondering if you would do some hoovering for me. You'll find it's quite hot in here so I want you to strip off down to your panties. You don't mind doing that for your friend Penny do you? It would make me very happy. Remember there are things you don't want Susan to know about. You'll find my hoover under the stairs." I moved to get the vacuum cleaner out in a bit of a daze but gradually began to become aroused. Was Penny turned on by me being a domestic servant for her? So it seemed. I peeled off my clothes, reddening from embarrassment but with a willy turned to wood. Once I started cleaning Penny took one or two photos, "for me to look at later," then sat in a low armchair watching. Her short skirt had ridden up her thighs above the top of her hold up stockings and I tried not to stare at the visible triangle of her white panties, just glancing over from time to time as unobtrusively as possible. Out of the corner of my eye I caught a movement and then as I cleaned in her direction I saw the panties were now around her ankles. Susan Helps Me Get Promotion Ch. 02 "Get over here panty boy. You're enjoying this as much as I am, aren't you? I've been missing Bob's cock whilst he's been away." She pointed to the floor in front of her and I quickly knelt before her. "I'm going to let you lick me whilst we discuss Susan's night of fucking. You'd like that I'm sure." "Yes, ma'am. I'd love to lick you." "Now don't you go getting any ideas above your station. You're a proper cuckold now aren't you? So you'll never get a chance for any cock fun, not with me anyway. And me letting you lick me is a one off." "Yes ma'am. I mean, no ma'am. Susan doesn't seem to want my cock in her any more. She says she can hardly feel it." "Mmm, I know, so Susan said. Lick away, that's it. Her antics are making me so horny just thinking about what she's up to. But Bob wouldn't like it if I fucked around. Take my clitoris up into your mouth, that's it, gently does it. It's a bit like a little cock isn't it? Keep it there. Oh yes, you are a good little cocksucker aren't you? You know she'd like to fuck that exboyfriend of hers don't you? Mmm.. I'd love to fuck him too. He's so good looking and I've seen the bulge in his trousers. His cock must be nice and big. Oh! just to feel Darren's cock up my cunt. Wouldn't it be wonderful? Mmm. OOH. OOH. Fucking stick that tongue well inside you sissy cuntlicker." She continued muttering obscenities until she screamed out her orgasm. A few moments later she pushed my head away and told me I could get dressed. I'd found her words and the whole setup arousing. I'd been pulling on my pecker whilst I licked and Penny noticed that I had come all over the inside of my panties. "Naughty boy. What's Susan going to say if she finds them in that state. Take them off and wear these for now. They may be a bit damp around the crotch." She handed me the panties she had been wearing. "Keep them as a momento. Sniff them first. You know you want to." I did as I was told like a good submissive. Later we talked about Susan's night with Rodger and his clients. I said I had enjoyed watching and she told me Susan had loved every minute of it. Penny then got up and, after searching around in a drawer, showed me two photos of Susan from when she was in the sixth form at school. "That's her with Darren, her exboyfriend. You can see they were having sex even then. I took them to warn her about making an exhibition of herself but she was so besotted she didn't care. It hit her hard when he dumped her, you know." I stared at the photographs taken in a public place. In the second photo he had his hand up her micro skirt. It was obvious he was fingering her. I walked back home thinking that I needed to have a good talk with Susan about the future. But I'm hopeless at talking out my feelings with her. I get all tongue tied and usually say the wrong things. In the end I decided that the best way of making progress was to put it in a letter. Here is what I wrote; My darling Susan, Men are not good at explaining their thoughts. I thought writing to you might work better as strange as it may seem. I can't expect you to understand this strange fetish of mine but it seems to involve me giving up control to stronger, more powerful people. People who want to fuck you. I love you and want you to have fun so hope you are happy with what's happening. If this is all getting out of control it's all my fault. Your friend Penny has been telling me about your exboyfriend Darren. I stumbled onto some pictures of you and him together and asked her what they meant. She believes you are still attracted to Darren but have not done anything more than flirt with him so far. But now you have fucked Rodger and two of his clients it follows that you will fuck him as well. Well, I want you to know that I accept it and only have myself to blame. Weird as that makes me I am turned on by the idea of you fucking Darren; but also scared you will leave me and go off with him. I've no idea why he dumped you but I can't help thinking that he's now regretting it and will leave his wife for you. I couldn't blame him—you are such an attractive person. Please change your mind about allowing Rodger to bugger you. I don't want you hurt. I'm getting used to being your cuckold so now that you have experienced this different lifestyle I expect you will want it to continue. That is what I want too and to still remain your faithful husband. I hope you already know that you have, All my love Nigel x Susan Helps Me Get Promotion Ch. 03 Susan takes up the story As soon as I read Nigel's letter I ring Penny asking her what the hell she's doing talking to Nigel behind my back. "You're supposed to be my friend", I say. "Nigel says you've told him all about Darren. It's got me thinking. It wasn't Nigel who got you to persuade me to fuck Rodger by any chance was it? Tell me the truth." "Er, well, not really. He contacted me about some photos he'd found of the two of you. He was curious and also a bit turned on I think." Penny says. I can tell she's thinking fast, she knows I'm angry and is trying to smooth things over with me. She always was a scheming bitch. She'd be able to run rings around Nigel, that's for sure. "And I suppose it's just pure coincidence that straight after that conversation you're round here telling me to do the dirty with his boss?" "Anyway Susan, let's not fall out." Penny says. "Are you still intent on going round to Rodger's to lose your anal virginity? And did you know Nigel's been taking your panties from the bedroom and wearing them?" I know straight away that Penny is deliberately changing the subject to make me forget what I'd asked her. But her second question takes me completely by surprise. "Wearing my panties? Whatever for?" I say loudly. "Er, well, I don't know, he, er, told me in confidence. Please don't mention it to him. You won't will you?" Penny is normally brimming over with confidence so I was suspicious of her faltering replies. I'd need to see if I could get the truth out of Nigel. He's not good at lying. "Listen Penny, I'll talk to you again after I've spoken to Nigel. But I'm not happy about all this going behind my back. Bye for now." I press the red button on my mobile to cut off her reply. When Nigel gets home from work later that day I sit down with him on our settee and manage to gradually wheedle the whole dirty story out of him including him staring out of our bedroom window through binoculars at our next door neighbour. This makes me laugh but I'm rather annoyed about the sex of a sort he's been up to with my so called friend. I slap him across the face and I can tell he's on the verge of tears. I realise he will do anything I say. "Nigel?" I say. "I'm going to spank your bare bum and it's going to hurt. But when it's over with I'm willing to forget the whole thing. Any emails or conversations you have with Penny in future you will tell me all about. Is that clear?" "Yes Susan, I promise I will." He blurts out. He lays across my knee like a child and I give him twenty hard slaps with my bare hand, ten on each cheek. There are one or two tears but I can tell Nigel is hoping I can't see them. The next night I ignore Nigel's pleading and drive round to Rodger's house. I was fearful about what was to come. I survive it. Afterwards I return home to my husband. When I push open the door Nigel is standing there looking quite worried. I smile at him. I reach up my skirt and pull my panties off. I hand them to him and he sees his boss's spunk in them, but not in the front in the back. I grin again, "Put these in the washing basket, and then come up to bed. I've got quite a story to tell you," I kiss him on the lips, and we smile at each other. Nigel looks concerned, as he watches his wife wince a little as I walk up the stairs a little carefully. I get into bed and wait for him. "Does it really hurt?" "Not as much as it did when he was fucking me. But don't worry, I'll be okay after a good night's sleep." He gets in next to me and I reach for his cock. "Wow, what's that?" He says. I chuckle, and continue stretching my worn, warm stocking over his cock, until the toe seam lines up with his hole and the rest is pulled under his balls. "Just my stocking, I thought you might like the feel of something silky and smooth on your cock, as I play with you while I'm telling you what happened." He grins and turns the light out. I cuddle into him and start telling him what happened as I very slowly start rubbing his cock through the stocking. At Rodger's house... "Well here you are Susan. I must admit I didn't expect you to turn up, are you that desperate to pay off your debts?" "You really are a bastard." "Yes, a rich bastard, and you really are a slut...my slut. Oh don't look so sad. You paid for your husband's promotion and you're getting paid for this. You know I was quite shocked by your enthusiasm with those two guys the other day in the hotel. Don't tell me that was all an act. Oh tears Susan?!" "I don't believe for one minute having a cock up you, any cock, not just your husband's doesn't excite you, and I've seen just how much Nigel enjoys seeing his wife whore herself." He grabs me and pulls me across his knees with little effort. He pulls my skirt up and wrenches my panties to one side. He spits on his finger and I feel the wet finger tip slowly making circles round my asshole. "If only Nigel were here to see this, would you like that?" "No, and stop talking about him." "Why? I bet he's at home now thinking about us. Maybe he's pulling his little dick right now." A stab of pain shoots through me as Rodger's finger forces it's way into my ass right up to the knuckle! "OOUCCHHH! For God's sake go easy." His left hand crashes down on my ass cheek as he finger fucks my tight hole. He chuckles a little, and then I feel a second finger deep in my ass too! "You really are tight, I'm so glad. Just wait until my cock is fucking you, you won't be able to muffle the screams then." I grunt and groan as his fingers begin to get faster. He laughs again as my grunts turn into little screams. I can feel every inch of his two fat fingers in my tight ass. He wriggles them around opening me up deep inside. I never knew how humiliating this would feel, I thought he was just going to fuck me in my ass. But here I am across his knees on his couch with my skirt pushed up and panties pulled out of the way, as he explores me with his bloody fingers! Finally after what seems like hours, but is only about 10 minutes, he pulls me up and twists round. A cold gel is squirted on my ass and I can hear him rubbing some all over his cock. At last he is going to fuck me, and it feels like one of the out of the frying pan into the fire moments. "Please, just be gentle." "Don't worry my sweet, no pain no gain." I feel his cock head gently rubbing around my already stretched asshole. Slowly the tip enters me, and my gasping breath turns to frantic pants. The tip is slowly followed by his cock head, and I scream a little. I can feel my poor ass stretching as I guess a couple of inches enter me. "Just, wait...please, please just give me a little...time to get...use to it," I pant. "Okay...my god you have one tight fucking asshole." Tight and hurting asshole! Inch by inch goes in my poor ass. I try holding my breath, I trying panting like I'm giving birth, and I try to relax, none of which dulls the pain. Finally, triumphantly, he announces he is all the way in. "I fucking know that!" I squeal. A hard slap lands on my ass, "Keep the fucking noise down, I have neighbours," he snarls. "It's alright for you, you bastard, you don't have something invading your AAAAAHHHHHHH!!" I never got to finish what I was going to say. The dirty pig starts fucking me, getting faster and faster with each thrust! If I could put up a fight I would, but the pain has me trying to keep as still as I can. Just in case he does some damage. I'm still cursing at him even when he slaps my backside a few times. My hands are reaching behind me trying to grab at him, any part of him to pull, pinch, or twist. Without any warning he pulls out and jerks me round. He pulls my jacket off my shoulders, so my arms are trapped in the sleeves behind me. "There," he pants, "now stop fighting it or so help me I'll use a fucking baseball bat on your asshole!" What has kept me going to this point is the thought of paying off my credit card, so I tell myself to just let it happen. His cock nudges at my entrance again, and he slowly feeds it in. After a few minutes of slow fucking, the pain in my ass seems to dull, it is still there but I guess I've opened up or stretched a little more. The short two or three inches he fucked me with at the start now seems to be the whole length of his cock. My little gasps and screams of pain slowly have bigger gaps between them. My ass still feels like it is on fire, but not as much. "There that's better Susan, you see I told you you'd get used to it." He starts pulling out almost all the way, and then shoving all the way in. Stroke after stroke is accompanied by groan after groan, from the both of us. "My, this is a pretty sight back here." He says. "And it feels so tight, I can feel my cock rubbing on your tight little ass." My pussy starts to tingle and the unthinkable 20 minutes ago starts to happen. "Rodger, a little deeper...and a little...faster...please?" I pant. The chuckling behind me doesn't put me off. My ass still feels like it is stretching far too wide, but my pussy is getting excited. The motion too has been slowly rubbing my clit on the back of the leather sofa, and my screams of pain have now turned into little screams of a woman getting what she wants! "Well, you've changed your tune...does my little slut like having cock in her ass now?" I don't answer him. I mean how can I admit to it? He is rude, crude, and an arrogant bastard, but right now I don't care. I always knew I loved cock in my mouth or pussy, but it never occurred to me I'd like it in my ass! I know now I could take Nigel's cock easily in my ass, his cock is nothing compared to Rodger's- maybe as a special treat now and then I'll let him fuck my ass. I know I've been hard on him lately, but Nigel started this, by begging me to have sex with his boss, and right now I'm glad he did. Nigel will get all the details when I get home, and although he might not like some of them, well, there's no smoke without fire. Anyway he's annoyed me by doing things with Penny, behind my back, but as I told him, I know he needs his release too. The trouble is now he's created a slut wife, and I guess I'd find it hard to stop if he asked me...hell I don't think I could stop! So he can carry on with Penny as long as I know about it and I'll carry on with...well, whomever I fucking well want to carry on with! One thing occurs to me, would Nigel be able to cope with a strap on up his ass?! I know he's had fantasies about it. It hasn't been easy for me, but for a man it could be worse! The bastard behind me grips my hips and starts getting even faster. Now and then I let out a little painful cry, but I know in a few seconds he'll flood my ass, (for the first time)- with spunk! When he does come I feel it, I shudder and whimper, not just because I don't like him, but also because I'm no longer an anal virgin!! He pulls out and wipes his cock on my ass, just getting the last few drops out, and then he stands back, and I can hear him panting. My ass still feels like it's been ripped open, but the pain is mixed with, well, PLEASURE! "Very good, Susan, now get up and fuck off, my wife will be home in an hour." "And, you'll pay my credit card?" I say as I straighten my clothes. He laughs, "Susan, as much as I enjoyed that, listening to you scream, and then come, it wasn't worth £5000." "But you agreed, please Rodger, please." His smug grin has just ruined everything. "A thousand, I'll pay off a thousand for you...and I'm sure I'll have a few, clients for you to entertain in the not too distant future. Now fuck off, I'll be in touch." I would have run to his door, but I took my first few steps a little gingerly. As I sit in my car on the way home I can feel Rodger's spunk dribbling from my sore arse into my panties. The bastard wouldn't even give me a few minutes to sort myself out! I drive slowly, not because I don't want to get home, but I want to allow myself to come to terms with what has happened. I'm finished with Rodger, the bastard. How can I trust him after what's just happened? I pass women on the street as I drive along and wonder which ones have had a cock up their arse. I smile to myself at my own stupid thoughts. Susan Helps Me Get Promotion Ch. 04 Nigel continues the story It's very kind of Susan to give me such a full description of her experience at the hands of my boss. Especially in bed with a nylon stocking wrapped around my cock as she strokes it. When I began this new life of cuckoldry I never imagined it would involve my lovely wife Susan taking a cock up the arse. She always said it was something she would never try. But as she whispers the story sexily to me I find myself becoming more and more turned on until I shoot my load just at the point where she's starts telling Rodger to fuck her harder. "I want nothing more to do with that bastard Rodger Blackburn. I'll make sure the thousand quid is in my account before he knows." Susan tells me. We're sat at the breakfast table next morning. "It was the feel of that lovely big cock of his reaching places yours never could that made me stay all night with him that first time. But I've been thinking I could get that from my ex boyfriend and he's a much nicer bloke." She gives me that cheeky smile of hers knowing full well she doesn't have to ask my permission. What she gets up to with other guys is completely out of my hands now. I'm still a bit nervous about her hooking back up with Darren. I'm scared she still has feelings for him. I don't want to lose her. "Have you got a way of contacting him darling?" I say, trying to sound indifferent. "Yeah, he gave me his mobile number the last time we met." She reaches for her phone and starts tapping out a message with her thumbs. "There; I've asked him to give me a ring." She notices my worried face. "It's okay Nigel. I just want to fuck him. He's married now. He's got kids. Besides I still love you. I don't want us to split up." Darren phones her that evening. Susan switches off the TV and I sit with her on the sofa whilst she chats away to him for about half an hour. Susan cuddles up to me so I can hear a lot of what he says. They start off with general chat and it's all very friendly. He's asking her when she will next be having a night out with the girls. Susan notices the bulge in my trousers so she takes me out and starts to stroke me whilst she continues talking. Then he asks about Penny. "Me and Penny have had a bit of a fall out lately. Can you remember when we went back to her's and Bob took those photos? Well Penny showed them to my Nigel and you can imagine what he thought. The crazy thing about it is; Nigel told me he gets turned on by thinking of me with other guys. We're a bit better off now since Nigel got promoted. Penny talked me into shagging his boss so he would put in a good word for him and it worked. A few weeks later his boss got me to put on a show for two of his clients, two complete strangers. They were quite dishy so I didn't mind stripping off and letting them do me in a hotel room. Nigel's firm got the contract. I bet you think I'm nothing but a dirty slag now don't you?" Susan says. She's gone a bit red in the face. There's a pause on the other end of the line then I can just about hear Darren say, "Er no, of course not. You've always been a bit hot blooded haven't you?" "That's a polite way of putting it, so thanks Darren." Susan says. "I've always enjoyed sex as you know. I never thought I'd ever be unfaithful to Nigel, but, well, he's one of those men who gets turned on if I fuck other men. That's the reason I'm phoning you. Do you know where this is leading darling?" "I've, er, got an idea Susan. But I'm still not entirely sure what you're getting at." "How about if we meet up one evening for a meal and we can talk about it? I'll put on that sexy dress that you like and we can take it from there. You can tell your Cheryl you're going out with the lads. What do you think?" Susan can see I'm just about ready for spurting so she slows down and starts nuzzling my ear whilst we wait for Darren's reply. "Susan, are you sure you want to do this? You know I'll never leave Cheryl don't you?" "Darren dear, I'm counting on it." "Okay then. Next Friday might be best for me, but I'd better make sure Cheryl hasn't got any other plans. I'll text you to confirm it provided you're free Friday." "Yeah it's fine. I don't need to check with Nigel, he'll do what I say." Susan breaks the call and takes her hand off my cock. "That's right isn't it dear? I'm the boss now—okay?" "Yes ma'am, you're the boss." She kisses me, a long sloppy kiss, her tongue in my mouth. She stands up and pushes her jeans and panties down around her ankles. "Get on your knees then. If you do a good job on my cunt I might let you penetrate me. You'd like that wouldn't you?" I nod my head vigorously and begin. I quickly locate her clitoris which is already engorged and gently take it into my mouth. She is so turned on she immediately has her first orgasm. Not satisfied with that, her hands hold the back of my head pulling me in. "That's it Nigel dear, you're nearly as good as Darren at this. I'm pretending it's him. I can't wait for Friday when I'll feel Darren's lovely cock up my cunt." I've heard that anticipation can sometimes be even better than the real thing. Susan manages another two orgasms whilst I'm licking her quim, then bends over the kitchen table and opens her legs invitingly. I'm still amazingly fully erect. I can't believe she's allowing me to fuck her for the first time in weeks. I ejaculate into her far quicker than I intend but this has been a very satisfying session for me and hopefully for Susan. Returning to normality I smile thinking that anyone looking in through our back kitchen window would have enjoyed the view. The next day I show Susan an email from Penny. She's complaining that Susan's refusing to answer her calls. "Don't tell Susan I've contacted you but we need to meet up and talk about it. Susan's been a good friend and I don't want to lose that." The email says. "Write back to her saying you daren't see her." Susan says. "Tell her I've forbidden it, but sound a bit uncertain, as if you'd like to see her. Show me the email before you send it." This is the email sent with Susan's approval; Hello Penny, Nice to hear from you. Sorry but I'm not allowed to see you. Susan knows I met you behind her back. We did some lovely things but reluctantly it's got to stop. I often think about the times we met and it gets me all excited. But Susan spanked me on my bare bottom. I hope you and Bob are okay. Nigel Seconds later Penny replied; Yes, you enjoyed wearing Susan's panties and putting your pretty head between my legs didn't you? I bet Susan doesn't know the whole story does she? Change your mind and I can give you something similar to wank over afterwards. How does that sound my little panty boy? You know you want to. Susan took great pleasure in writing my next reply for me; That's a very tempting offer Penny. Come around to our house tomorrow afternoon at two o'clock. Susan will be out at work until after five. I'll make sure that I'm suitably dressed. Once we'd had Penny's agreement to the meeting we both arrange to have the afternoon off work. Susan shaves my legs when we get home and puts me into her shiny hold up stockings and a pair of her sexiest panties. I pull on some tracksuit bottoms and wait for Penny to arrive. Susan creeps quietly upstairs when the doorbell rings. As she enters the house I notice that Penny is wearing a very short loose skirt. I'm already aroused because of what I'm wearing but there's a noticeable stiffening when I think about what is to come. I get Penny to sit down on our low settee and I sit across from her on the armchair. She's looking a little bit flushed and, as she settles herself, she self consciously hitches her skirt higher for me. I can tell she's been thinking about the sexy things to come. "You said you would be dressed up for me. Let me see what you're wearing under those jogging trousers." "I will if you'll show me your panties. You're enjoying this aren't you Penny?" Penny reddens a little then draws her skirt higher revealing that she has on a skimpy pair of pale blue panties. Her legs drift slowly apart. I quickly pull off my loose trousers, then kneel in front of her. "Do you like me in stockings Penny? Why don't you drop your panties around your ankles like you did last time?" "It was supposed to be a one off last time panty boy. But you're good at licking cunts and my Bob won't do that for me." She slips the flimsy underwear down her legs and leans back waiting, her legs open wide. Susan enters the room and her camera clicks a few times. "You don't have to stop on my account Penny." Susan says grinning. "Don't bother to grab the camera off me. It's all on tape, sound and vision. I'll send you a copy so you'll know I'm not bluffing. That's it, pull your knickers up. We need to have a little chat." Soon Penny is sitting back on the couch looking more respectably dressed with a glum look on her face. I'm wearing one of Susan's dressing gowns over my outfit. "What do you want from me?" Penny says looking directly at Susan. "Nothing really, well there is something, but I'll tell you about that in a minute. The film we've made is our insurance that you'll never go behind my back again or try any of your scheming ways on me or Nigel. If you do Bob will be the first to receive a copy. We may even post it on the internet for everyone to see. I know everything that passed between you and Nigel so you cannot get to him, okay? Do you want to comment?" Susan is still standing looking directly at Penny. "Okay. I'd die if Bob saw the video of what just happened. So I guess I'll have to do whatever you say." "You're probably not going to like this. I said there was something; call it a kind of forfeit if you like. I want you to strip off right now and give my husband a blow job. We'll film it of course but it's partly to show your compliance. I'll turn the camera back on. That's it, I want everything off." Now it is Penny on her knees before me. I'd never seen her naked before of course. She has good, well shaped tits, a bit too big not to sag a little but nicely rounded with prominent nipples. Her nipples harden before my eyes so I know she is getting turned on. She leaves my panties on fishing my cock out from one of the leg holes. She starts by kissing it then takes it deep into her mouth. I find myself moving my hips forward and back and she doesn't resist so I do it more roughly effectively fucking her mouth. This is the opposite of the submissive behaviour I'd previously shown towards Penny but I am really into it. I glance across at Susan and she's watching intently whilst fingering a nipple through her top. She sees me looking and smiles moving her hand further down her body. Soon her skirt is around her hips and she's fingering herself unashamedly. I can't hold back any longer and spurt down Penny's throat. Once Penny is fully dressed again the two women stand together smiling. They spontaneously give each other a hug. "Let's have a night out with the girls soon." Susan says. "But not this Friday I'm busy." She winks at Penny who gives her a questioning look as she goes to the door to leave. "I'll tell you about it another time." Susan says and I think she means it. "I'd not planned that last part you know Nigel." Susan tells me afterwards. "It just came to me as I was confronting her. They say that power is an aphrodisiac. I know how you can thank me." Soon Susan's panties are around her ankles whilst I orally service her still dressed in panties and stockings. Susan takes up the story My Nigel is such a sweet man. I'm enjoying the way things are shaping up. We still have our debts but with Nigel earning more money I'll gradually get my credit card paid off. I now have my sexual freedom as a liberated woman and Nigel is not going to have a say in that. I'm so glad that I've made it up with Penny, I've missed our nights out and our chats. I'm not totally opposed to Penny and Nigel doing stuff together as long as I know all about it but I won't allow him to fuck her. That's completely out of bounds. I decide it might be nice to get Nigel to help me prepare for my date with Darren. I can tell it excites him. He shaves my pubes for me, soaps me in the bath, dries me off then puts all my clothes on. I'd bought myself a new suspender belt and he takes great pleasure fastening my dark stockings to the straps. He says he wants to help me put my makeup on as well but I tell him he can't. "Why don't you practice on yourself dear? Show me sometime when you think you've got it just right." I say grinning. I remember how sexy I felt as I was introduced to Rodger's clients at that hotel so I go to the restaurant without panties on. Nigel likes the idea but it's not his decision to make. I tell him to clean the house when I'm gone. "We may come back here after the meal." I say offhandedly as he kisses my cheek at our front door. I flirt with the taxi driver on the way and it gets me in the mood for what is to come. We kiss on the lips as we meet. "You look absolutely gorgeous." Darren says. "Thank you," I reply. "You don't look too bad yourself. Nigel helped me dress for you." Darren's asked for a table in an alcove in the corner of the room and I wholeheartedly approve. It means we can chat without being overheard and maybe get up to other things. It's very strange being out on a date with Darren after all these years. I guess we've both changed but he's still as handsome as ever, I've fantasised about this for a long time and can't believe the moment has finally arrived. My body is already responding as we look across the table at each other, nipples becoming prominent and sensitive, pussy moist. "Nigel helped you dress Susan? Don't you find that a bit weird?" Darren says looking slightly puzzled. He's always been very direct. "Well, it is weird but I'm beginning to get used to it. We were just like any other normal couple until recently. It was Penny who got me thinking. I suppose I've got to thank her for it. She came round this week and we've kind of made up our differences." I smile a wicked smile thinking that I would leave that story for another time. "Penny got you into it?" Darren asks. "Yeah, in a way. Nigel wanted me to sleep with his boss. He knew Rodger fancied me and said it would help him get on in the firm. I said 'No way', but then Penny persuaded me that it might be a good idea. It was such a naughty thing to do, it got me excited thinking about it. I found myself picturing it in my head when me and Nigel made love. It helped me have an orgasm. I thought of it as a harmless fantasy. Well, I did it and enjoyed it but it made me feel dirty and ashamed for days afterwards. We were having some serious money problems and Rodger offered to pay off our debts if I made out with two of his clients." "Did Penny have anything to do with you agreeing?" "Penny was getting her own sexual thrills from hearing all about it. It wouldn't surprise me if Rodger was paying her to talk me into it. Nigel told me he had a kind of fetish and wanted me to make him my cuckold. After that second time I felt different. It was exciting; dirty yes, but in a good way. Rodger did me again recently but I don't want to talk about that. I'll maybe tell you another time. I thought about the future and realised the obvious; if I'm going to have a fuck buddy and still stay married to Nigel I want it to be you." "I'd love to fuck you Susan. The sex we had together was amazing. Sorry it didn't work out, what was it; five or six years ago? I've missed pushing my cock into your lovely cunt. You were always ready as I remember, never said you had a headache. I'll bet you're wet already aren't you my little nympho?" Darren reaches under the table and makes his finger wet on my juices. He waves the finger in front of my face and I take great pleasure in licking it clean. He does it again but this time sucks on it himself. We eat our meal slowly, savouring the thoughts of what is to come. I am reminded of an old film called "Tom Jones" where Albert Finney and one of his many conquests in the film are looking into each other's eyes suggestively as they eat each morsel. We continue to touch each other under the table enjoying the knowledge that we are going back to my house later to climb into bed together. We enter my house together holding hands like a couple of teenagers. Nigel has been watching TV but he switches it off and shakes Darren's hand. Nigel can hardly fail to notice the bulge in Darren's trousers. "We're off upstairs, darling. It's still early so you watch a bit of TV whilst we use that lovely double bed in our room. Darren is staying until the early hours so you'd better make up the bed in the spare room. Thanks for tidying up and using the hoover. I'll see you in the morning." I kiss Nigel quickly, eager to get naked with Darren and we almost run up the stairs. We have a wonderful night of sex, doing all the things we did when we were together before. We both make as much noise as possible knowing that Nigel will be listening. He asked for this and no doubt he's grateful. I want my first fuck session with Darren to be private but no doubt once we have settled into a routine it might add something if Nigel is allowed to watch. I've decided that Darren will be my regular fuck buddy but I don't rule out doing one or two other guys as time goes on. It all adds to the spice of life doesn't it?