28 comments/ 192214 views/ 18 favorites Rob Plays it Cool By: aaron1944 Rob shouldn't have been near his home that evening, he should have been miles away at the other side of town. He had taken his dress suit with him that morning so he could go straight to the function from the office, but the one thing he had forgotten was his speech. He was giving the address tonight and he had worked long and hard on what he had to say to the members of the local business group of which he was a member. He had showered and changed at the office and it was then he discovered to his dismay that he had not picked up his speech. He looked at his watch. It would take him fifteen minutes to get home and then about twenty to get from there to the conference centre where the business group was meeting for their annual dinner and get together. He realised he could just make it if he rushed. The traffic should not be a problem now. Rob was feeling a little disappointed, and annoyed that he was going on his own to the dinner, but Margo, his wife, had called off at the last moment. She had said she was not feeling too well. He made it back to his place in about seven minutes by skipping a couple of red lights, but there was no one around to notice. He was more than a little surprised to discover a flashy looking convertible parked on his drive. He wondered who it belonged to. As he walked towards the house, he also noticed that the lights were off downstairs, but they were on in the master bedroom. It looked out over the garden. He didn't know what it was, but something was troubling him. He let himself into the house with his key and stood listening in the darkened hallway. At first he could not hear a thing, and then he heard a cry from upstairs. He silently made his way up the broad staircase. The bedroom door was slightly open and the lights were on. From his position outside the door he could not see directly into the room, but he could see the mirrored doors of the fitted wardrobes, and it was what he saw in them that stopped him in his tracks. Margo, his beautiful wife, was kneeling up on the bed clutching on to the headboard. She was completely naked. Kneeling behind her with his thick cock protruding from her pussy was a naked guy who Rob recognised instantly as her tennis coach, Victor. As he thrust into her she moaned, tossing her long red hair back and pushing her body against him. He could see Victor grinning as he caressed her swinging breasts, pulling on her already extended nipples. Rob stood there transfixed. He glanced at his watch. If he didn't move quickly, he would be late. He needed to be at the meeting, for tonight he was to be nominated as chair of the business group, a position he had oiled a few palms for over the last few months. He could deal with that bitch later, he decided. There were more important things at the moment than a straying wife. Silently he made his way along to his office. He picked up his speech and tucked it into his inside pocked. Then he made his way quietly back downstairs and back out to his car. He drove quickly to the conference centre thinking about what he had just witnessed. No wonder the bitch did not want to come to the annual dinner, he thought. She had other things to satisfy her hunger rather than food. At the dinner, he almost managed to forget about his problems at home and enjoyed the evening, especially the part where he was nominated as chair of the business group. As the evening wound down, he was not sure what his plans were, how was he going to tackle the problem at home. He hadn't really considered it until now. Was he going to face her with it? The more he thought about it, the more he decided that he wanted her to get her just deserts. He had always treated her well. Maybe their sex life had not been all it should be, but he was building up his business, and that had been his main priority. She had never been refused anything. She had her own generous allowance, a company car, and only a month ago he had presented her with a company gold credit card, but obviously this materiel wealth did not satisfy her needs. There were other things she needed, things Rob was not supplying her with. The more he thought about it, the more he wanted to get even with her for betraying his trust. Chris Evens, one of the members of the business group committee, suddenly brought him back to reality. He plunked himself down in a chair beside him. "You're not looking all that happy considering you just got the Chairmanship." Rob smiled. "Sorry, Chris, I have other things on my mind, but I'm very pleased with my position as Chair." Chris looked around. "I see there was no Margo tonight. Is she not well?" Rob nodded. "She called off this afternoon, said she had a bad head." Chris shook his head. "Typical woman, no thought." Just then three of the other members came up. "Come on you two, we're going down to Molly's to celebrate and finish the night off." Chris looked across at Rob. "Are you up for it?" Normally, Rob would not have considered joining them, but he thought, what the fuck, if she can enjoy herself, so can I. Molly's was a little out of town drinking establishment that offered drinks and other delights to the jaded businessman. The bar was comfortable and friendly, the staff attractive and willing. Upstairs were several comfortable rooms where you could forget your worries in the arms of one of the many attractive young ladies that Molly provided just for that purpose. The five of them piled into a taxi and twenty minutes later they were walking into the warm welcoming atmosphere of Molly's. Rob had only been there once before, but that time he had not availed himself of the services it provided. Behind the small bar the two attractive young ladies clad only in brief sexy underwear smiled as the group came in. There were only a few other people in the bar. Chris ordered a round of drinks for everyone. Just then Molly herself came in. She was a big woman with wide hips and large ponderous breasts that seemed to be trying to escape from the confines of her extremely low cut dress. She greeted the new arrivals, hugging them all to her. "Well," she said with a beaming smile, "what can we get for you gentlemen? I have a couple of nice new young ladies in tonight." She pressed a bell on the bar and after a few moments a curtain parted at the side of the bar and two gorgeous young women walked in smiling at the men. Molly introduced them. "This is Anna. She is from Austria." Anna smiled. She was a tall good looking blond dressed, well almost, in a revealing see through wrap loosely tied over an attractive matching bra and panty set. "And this is Georgina," Molly said, turning to a stunning coloured girl. "She is from Jamaica." The dark skinned beauty flashed a beaming smile and stepped forward and displayed her body in a revealing red Basque with long trailing suspenders. Chris bought the new arrivals a drink and soon they were all chatting amicably. Rob was eyeing the coloured girl. A coloured woman was something he had always fancied, but had never had the opportunity to try. Georgina saw he was interested and latched herself onto him. It was not long before he willingly accepted her suggestion to move to somewhere less public. The rooms upstairs were well situated, not too large, but big enough for the purpose. Georgina poured him a glass of wine from a bottle kept in a cooler and sat on the bed beside him. Soon her hands were doing exciting things to his neck and ears. Rob was turned on but he felt slightly embarrassed by the situation. He had never done anything like this before, but there was always a first time for everything. Georgina must have sensed his nervousness and she took charge of the situation. She took his hand and smiled at him as she placed it on the warm flesh between the top of her stocking and her panties. Then she parted her legs as she slowly eased it down between her velvety thighs. She reached down and unclipped her suspenders from her stockings. Then she smiled at Rob as she slowly began to unfasten the hooks and eyes that held together the front of her Basque. Slowly, a bit at a time, her firm tight stomach was exposed. Soon all that was holding it together were a couple of hooks beneath her large breasts. She eased the last two hooks open and the Basque parted. Rob could now see the interesting swell of her firm breasts that were still partly covered by the garment that was now only supported by the thin shoulder straps. She saw the hunger in his eyes as he took in the deep dark valley between her breasts. She slowly eased down the straps and tantalisingly parted the Basque displaying her high firm breasts. Rob licked his lips as he saw the twin peaks of dark flesh topped with almost black nipples. He knew then he wanted her, but he wanted her in a way to make up for the hurt that Margo had caused. He leaned forward and buried his head between the twin mounds. She held him tightly to her body. She could sense his hunger. As the warm musky scent of her body invaded his nostrils, he licked her breasts slowly until he reached the peak, and then he took the nipple in his mouth and sucked on it, flicking it with his tongue. Georgina groaned. Meanwhile his hands were now exploring her body. Her dark skin was exciting and firm to his touch. He ran his hand down inside her panties and sought out the delights of her pussy. Slipping one finger inside her, he discovered she was already quite wet. Now he wanted her--he wanted her so badly. He pushed her down onto the bed and with one quick movement ripped off her panties, dropping the tattered remains on the floor. Then he quickly stood up and stripped before lowering himself between her open thighs. Georgina wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly to her naked body. Then suddenly he was inside the warm wet confines of her welcoming vagina as it gripped on to his throbbing rod. Now he let his anger take over. He wanted to hurt this body under him, to punish it as a woman, for the pain Margo had caused. Georgina cried out as he thrust into her, but she took all he had to offer and more, although even she was a little relieved when at last he erupted into her and collapsed on top of her sweating body. She took him in her arms and whispered in his ear, "I think you needed that." She smiled and kissed him tenderly. Now that it was over and the anger had been released, he apologised to her for his roughness. She shook her head. "You have nothing to apologise to me for. I haven't been fucked like that for a long time," she grinned. Then she slipped off the bed and went and poured out two more glasses of wine. She came back and sat beside him on the bed and they drank. He told her about his problems with Margo. It seemed easy talking to someone who was not involved. "You need to get rid of her," she said. "You are a nice looking guy. You would not have any trouble finding someone who would appreciate you a lot more than she does." He had to agree but now that he was thinking more clearly, he knew what he was going to do. He was going to teach Margo a lesson, a lesson she would not forget. He paid Georgina her fee plus a large bonus. She thanked him and told him any time he needed a shoulder to lean on she was always available. He kissed her warmly and made his way back to the bar. Chris and another guy called Allen were there, but the others were missing. He got himself a drink and joined them. Chris asked him if everything was okay. "It is now," he said with a grin. He arrived home late, 2:30 in the morning. Thankfully, Victor's car was gone. Margo was fast asleep in the bed that she had been fucked in earlier. He did not fancy sleeping with her so he made his way to the guest bedroom. He undressed and climbed into bed, and was asleep almost before his head hit the pillow. He was up early in the morning, showered and made his way down stairs. Luckily, Margo was still in bed. She was not an early riser and he really did not want to speak to her this morning. He made himself some coffee and toast and was soon in the car heading for the office. He had a lot of plans for today. The first thing he did was to ring his bank and put a limit on Margo's credit cards. He could have stopped them altogether, but he had other things to sort out first and he did not want her to find out too soon. All their property was in his name and her car belonged to the company, so that was the financial side of it sorted. Now he needed to deal with her lover. He rang Grant Wild, the owner of the club where Victor worked. Grant was also a member of the local business group. Rob explained the situation to him. Grant sympathised. He said he knew that Victor put it about among the lady members, and this was not the first time that he had received a complaint about him. He told Rob that only last week he had called him in to his office to have a word with him when it was reported to him by a member that he had been caught sniffing coke in the dressing room. Grant told Rob that he would give him another warning, but the news of the coke had set Rob thinking. He now knew a way of getting rid of him for quite a few years. He told Grant not to say anything to the tennis coach. He could deal with the situation himself. He contacted a friend who he knew had underworld connections. He told him to get hold of half a kilo of high quality coke. When he had it, he was to ring him and let him know. Three hours later the call came back. The cost was high but Rob knew he could easily recoup it. He instructed his friend to go to the tennis club and to place the coke in Victor's car. He was to conceal it, but to make sure it was not too difficult to find. That evening, Victor was on his way to a liaison with one of the ladies from the tennis club. He was a little annoyed that Grant had spoken to him earlier about his conduct, but he knew it would not make a lot of difference to him. The ladies at the club loved him. And if he had to carry on away from the club, then so be it. He was surprised when he saw the police patrol car behind him, but he checked his speed. He had nothing to worry about. Then the lights flashed and he pulled over. He watched as two policemen got out of the car, one of them holding a dog on a long lead. It didn't take them long with the help of the sniffer dog to discover the coke, half a kilo hidden in the door of his car and a small sachet in his tennis bag. A small amount for personal use was dealt with by a warning, but half a kilo with street value of thousands was worth at least six years inside for dealing. Rob was satisfied with his work for the day. He had sorted everything out. Now he only had to deal with Margo and with everything in place, that was going to be fun. It took Margo about a week before she discovered the problem with her cards. It had not been a good week for her. Victor had been arrested for drug dealing and had been refused bail. Now, suddenly, there was a problem with her credit cards. She rang Rob on her mobile to see if there was a problem. He said he didn't know of one and that he would sort things out when he got home. She was visibly shaken when he told her that he knew about her affair with Victor, and he told her that he had stopped her credit cards. "You can't do that," she screamed at him. He grinned at her rage. "I can do anything I want. As far as I am concerned, you have violated the terms of our prenuptial agreement and I can divorce you without a penny." She was visibly shaken by this news. "But you wouldn't, would you? You can't throw me out and leave me penniless," she said tearfully. Rob looked at her scornfully. "You made a fool out of me. I bet you and Victor were laughing at me. I provided the money and you spent it on that creep. Well, he won't be fucking anyone else's wife for a few years, I can guarantee you that." Rob laughed. Margo suddenly realised that it must have been her husband who had set Victor up with the drug charge. She realised than that there was nothing she could do but throw herself on his mercy, or she could see herself out on the street with nothing. "I'm sorry, Rob," she whined. "I will never do anything like that again." Too fucking right, you won't, Rob thought to himself. "Just tell me what I have to do," she said, with tears now streaming down her face. "I will do anything you ask. Just don't throw me out. I am your wife." "You will do anything I ask?" Rob said thoughtfully. Margo nodded. "Anything." He eased himself up from the chair he was sitting in and pulled down the zip of his pants. He reached inside and withdrew a semi hard prick. He looked at Margo. "Okay then," he said, "let's see if you mean what you say. Come over here and suck my cock." Margo stared at him, a shocked look on her face. Rob waited. He knew from long experience that cock sucking was something Margo hated. He had managed to talk her into it a couple of times during their marriage but it was never successful. She got up and slowly walked over to him and dropped down on her knees. Rob felt pleased with himself when he felt her take his cock in her hands. "I'm waiting," he said. Then he felt her lips touch the end of his prick. Her mouth opened and he pushed himself inside. He felt her choke momentarily, so he eased himself out slightly. "Alright now, suck me off. I want to cum in your mouth, and I want you to swallow every last drop." She looked up at him pleadingly as she began to suck on him. As her lips rubbed over his cock, she felt it become even more erect, and soon, much to her dismay, he was thrusting into her face as he held tightly onto her long red hair. Then suddenly his cock seemed to swell, filling her mouth, and she realised he was about to cum. She had never experienced this before and the thought disgusted her. She tried to get him out of her mouth but he hung on to her. She was almost sick when his juices flooded into her. He held her tightly and kept his cock in her mouth. She had no option but to swallow. He pushed her away. She sat on the floor, his cum still running down her chin. She wiped her hand across her mouth. "You didn't do a bad job," he said with a smile. "Maybe with a little more practice..." She looked at him standing over her. She could see from his expression he wasn't kidding. Rob adjusted his clothes. Yes, he thought, things were working out rather well. He could see he was going to have some fun with Margo before he got shut of her, but then again, if she proved her worth, maybe he would have other plans. He told Margo that she now had two options. She could pack her bags and leave or she could stay. If she stayed, she could still have the run of the house, and she would get an allowance, not as good as she was getting at the moment, but sufficient for her needs. For this she would have to agree to do whatever Rob required of her without question. But if she refused any of his requests, she would be out on the street without a penny. He left her to think about it and walked into his den to pour himself a large drink. Margo slowly got up from the floor. Her world was in tatters. She could still taste the cum in her mouth. She heaved, then she made her way into the kitchen and washed her mouth out with water. What was she to do? She knew if she walked out she would finish up with nothing. She knew Rob would see to that, and if she stayed, what could she expect? More like tonight and maybe even worse, but was it as bad as being out on the street with nothing? She decided that staying was the best of the two bad options. Maybe Rob would come around. He wasn't a bad guy, and maybe if she went along with him, did as he asked, kept her nose clean, he might relent. She heard Rob come into the kitchen. She turned to face him. "Have you decided?" he asked. She nodded. "I'm sorry for what's happened. I know it's no excuse, but if you want me, I'll stop." Rob Plays it Cool Inwardly, Rob smiled, but he looked at her sternly. "You understand what I meant when I said you will have to do whatever I ask of you?" She nodded. He thought for a moment. The sudden power he had over her surged through him. He was in control, she was his to do with as he liked. No more moaning she was tired, no more headaches. He looked at her standing there pathetically. "Get yourself upstairs, get a shower, and get into something sexy, then come back down. I know we have not managed sex too often over the last few months, but that's about to change." She looked at him, nodded, and walked towards the staircase. Rob collected a bottle of his favourite whisky from his den and went through into the lounge. He poured himself another glass, switched his favourite sports channel on, and waited. Margo had decided that she was going to go along with Rob's wishes. She had the idea that if she pleased him things might change. It was not going to be too much of a hardship having sex with him. He had always satisfied her in the past, well, until Victor had come on the scene, but now Victor was unavailable. In the bedroom she quickly stripped and made her way through to the bathroom where she stepped into the shower and soaked herself under the hot water. She wondered what she should wear for him. She wanted to please him, had plenty of sexy clothes, but had bought most of her new ones especially for Victor's pleasure. After her shower, she towelled herself dry, perfumed her body and went back through into the bedroom. She slid open her underwear drawer and pulled several items out, laying them out on the bed. In the end she decided on a white camisole top, and decided not to wear a bra as she didn't really need one. Her breasts, although large, were still firm with only a slight degree of sag. She then stepped into a white lace thong that just hid the delights of her shaven pussy. She had just started shaving herself down there, except for a thin strip above her pussy lips, because Victor liked her smooth to his touch. She selected a pair of long white lace topped hold ups and some 6" high heels. She looked at herself in the mirror. Did she look exciting enough to take Rob's mind off her mistakes? She hoped so, as she did not fancy being out on the street with nothing and she knew now she would do whatever it took to remain his wife. She slipped into a loose transparent wrap and slowly made her way back down stairs. Rob looked up when she came in. She looked exciting in her sexy white outfit. It contrasted well with her red hair. "Well, that's rather nice," he said. He didn't want to show too much interest but inside, he was quite excited by the sight of her. Now, he knew that she was probably willing to comply with all his wishes. "You can get the wrap off," he said sharply. "I don't want the attractions covered." She undid the wrap and eased it off, laying it over one of the chairs. "Come over here," he ordered her. As she moved toward him, he could see her beautiful melon shaped breasts moving gently under the lacy white camisole. He could also see that her nipples were already pointed and erect. Rob smiled to himself. Was the bitch actually enjoying this? He would soon find out. Margo stood in front of him waiting his next move. He reached up and took one of her breasts in each hand and squeezed them. He could feel the hardness of the nipples beneath his hands. "Did you like Victor touching your breasts?" he asked. She did not reply. He grabbed her shoulders and turned her around, sharply pushing her face down over the back of the large sofa. The perfect twin globes of her firm bottom were displayed. He could see the shape of her pussy covered by the white lace of her brief thong. Rob gripped the thin strap and ripped the brief item away from her. She cried out as the thin straps cut into her most tender area as it was torn from her body. He dropped the ruined thong on the floor, then his hand slapped her soundly across the backside. She yelped. He had never treated her like this before. Then his hand was covering her pussy. It was moist beneath his touch. He eased her pussy lips apart and slid two fingers into her. She moaned softly. Inside, she was soaking, her warm juices covering his probing fingers. He quickly unzipped his trousers and eased out his quickly hardening cock. He pushed her head down which raised her backside, rubbing the head of his cock over her pussy. Her juices coated his cock as he eased it into her. She cried out as he thrust her against the sofa, his cock probing deep into her well lubricated love tunnel. He had never fucked her like this before. They had been adventurous in their early days, but over the last few years, the bed had been the location for all there sexual romps. Rob felt the excitement as he thrust himself into her body, no longer bothering how she felt. She was his slut and now he would use her as he wished. But Rob wasn't alone in feeling the excitement. For years now, sex with Rob had been uneventful and mundane, but this was different. Yes, he was hurting her, but she wanted to be hurt. She thrust her body up against him wanting to feel all of him, gripping his probing cock tightly between her thighs. If this was what life was now going to be like, it might not be so bad after all. At last with a cry, he unloaded himself into her. Margo cried out, gasping as an extreme orgasm shook her body. He pulled himself out of her spraying cum all over her backside. He watched as it slowly ran down between her thighs. He slapped her backside again. "Okay, bitch, now suck me clean," She turned around, avoiding his eyes, and dropped on her knees in front of him. This time she didn't hesitate, taking him in her mouth and cleaning off their combined juices. It really didn't taste so bad after all, she thought to herself as she swallowed it down. When she had finished, he left her there, redressing himself. "Get yourself cleaned up, I might want some more when I return," and with that, he walked out. She did as she was told, but he didn't return until the early hours of the morning. Once in the car, he had rung Chris and suggested a drink. Chris, as always, had readily agreed. He picked him up and they went down to a club. He told Chris what had gone on, and what he was doing about it. Chris grinned. "You always were a devious bastard," he said. "How long do you think she is going to stand for it?" Rob shrugged. "Who cares? It will be fun while it lasts. By the way, do you fancy fucking her?" Chris looked at him. "You are kidding, aren't you?" he asked. Rob shook his head. "No, anybody can have her now. I just want to see how much she takes off me before she walks out." Chris smiled. "Well, if you're offering, you know I've always fancied her." "Be over at my place at eight tomorrow night," Rob said, "and we'll have some fun with the bitch." They had a couple more drinks in the club and then went down to the casino. Rob was in a good mood and his luck was in when he walked out early in the morning with over £500 of the casino's money in his wallet. He didn't see Margo the following morning. He was as usual up early and off to work before she arose. He returned home early in the evening to find her looking extremely attractive. He could see she had taken some care with her appearance. A nice meal was waiting for him, which he sat down and enjoyed. Life was good, he thought to himself, as he carved his way through a nicely cooked piece of the best steak filet. He checked his watch. It was about an hour before Chris was due to arrive. Margo had cleared away the remains of the meal and brought him in a large Brandy. She stood silently awaiting his orders. He looked up at her and smiled. "I fancy you in something sexy again tonight. Go and see what you can find." Margo smiled and nodded her head. As she made her way up the stairs to their bedroom, she was hoping for another session like last night. He had been rough with her and his language had been coarse, but the sex had been wonderful. Once in the bedroom she undressed and showered, then stepped from the shower and surveyed her body in the long bathroom mirror. She ran her hand over her well trimmed pussy bush which she had trimmed to just a thin strip leading from the cleft of her pussy lips. She lightly ran her lady shaver lightly over the already trimmed areas carefully removing any sign of stubble. She took out a selection of underwear and picked out several items, hoping he was not going to rip everything off her as he had done last night or she would soon run out of items to wear. She selected a white matching bra and panty set. She was seated on the bed pulling on her white lacy topped stockings when she heard the front door bell. She wondered who that was at this time of the evening. She heard Rob answer the door but he didn't call up to her, so it was nothing to worry about. She reapplied her make up and ran a brush through her long red hair. Looking in the mirror, she saw she was ready, so tonight she did not bother with a wrap. He had made her take it off straight away last night, so there seemed little point in putting it on. She made her way down the stairs, and thinking she heard the TV on in the lounge, she made her way there. She pushed open the door and walked in. She gasped and tried to cover herself with her arms and was about to leave when Rob called out, "Stop where you are!" She turned and looked at him and at the man who sat beside him on the sofa. It was Chris, Rob's best friend. He smiled at her. "You look very attractive tonight, Margo," he said with a grin. Margo felt more than a little embarrassed as she stood there with Chris looking at her. Rob beckoned her to come closer. She slowly approached the two men, knowing that her attractive undies were quite revealing. From close quarters they would hide very little, and she could already feel that her nipples had risen to the occasion. Rob turned to Chris. "Don't you think she's a very attractive woman?" he said. Chris nodded, playing along with the game. "She's also a great fuck now I've found out what she likes." Margo felt herself reddening as Rob spoke about her. "She likes it a bit rough." Margo suddenly found herself feeling worried. Why was Rob telling Chris about this? Then it came to her. Oh, no, she thought, surely he was not going to let Chris take her. But she saw the look on Rob's face and she knew she was right. Rob looked up at her, seeing her embarrassment. He realised she must have figured out his intentions. "I think Chris would like to see more of you," he said, "so just take off your sexy little bra and pants and show him." Margo looked at him pleadingly. Were there actually tears in her eyes? Good. "Don't stand there and keep him waiting," Rob said. "Strip!" Margo knew there was nothing she could do, he had the controlling hand. Hesitantly, her hands went up to the clasp on her bra. She fumbled to undo it. At last it came open and her skimpy bra fell down her arms. She lifted it away exposing her melon shaped breasts and her already elongated nipples. She saw Chris looking intently at her exposed breasts. She dropped the bra onto the floor beside her. She looked at Rob. Again, there was no expression on his face. Her hands moved to her panties. She eased her fingers into the waistband and slowly pushed then over her hips. They slid down her legs to rest around her ankles. She then kicked them off. Now she was almost naked before the two men. All that remained was her stockings and heels. She had never felt so ashamed, but it was tinged with a certain feeling of excitement as she saw the lustful look in Chris's eyes. Rob looked up at his beautiful naked wife. He turned to Chris. "Which end do you want?" Chris looked puzzled. "She now does a fair blow job, so you can either fuck her or let her suck you off." Chris smiled." I think I'll fuck her, if you don't mind. I've waited a long time for a chance to give her one." Rob smiled. "Be my guest. You don't mind if I join in, do you?" Chris shook his head. Rob looked up at the stunned face of his wife. He unzipped his pants, pulling an already hard cock out. "Right," he said, "bend over and get your lips around this and while you are doing that, Chris is going to fuck your pussy." Margo looked at him, a look of shock and horror on her face. Rob grasped his hard cock and watched as her long red hair fell forward as she bent over from the waist. Rob wiped the large swollen head of his cock across her lips and smiled. Chris was standing behind her loosening his pants, letting them drop to the floor. Rob grinned when he saw that Chris, too, had a raging hard on. Chris reached between her slightly open thighs and felt her pussy. He heard her groan slightly, and was not surprised to find her extremely wet. He dipped two fingers into her. This time there was a stifled groan, because now Rob's tool was buried in her mouth. Chris positioned his cock at her entrance, gripping her velvety thighs, and pushed. He slid in with ease, smiling as he felt her body heave up to meet him. Rob was enjoying himself as he looked up the smooth length of Margo's naked back. He saw Chris was sweating as he thrust himself into Margo's body. Rob reached down and encountered Chris's hands already caressing Margo's hanging breasts. He closed his eyes to the pleasure of Margo's lips doing exciting things to his throbbing cock, amazed how quickly she had mastered the art of cock sucking. Only a week ago she would have turned her head away in disgust if he had offered his cock to her. Now, she was sucking on it like there was no tomorrow, her tongue doing exciting things as it worked along the full extended length. Margo couldn't believe that Rob was allowing Chris to use her like this. It had been bad enough stripping in front of him, although she had felt a certain twinge of excitement when she had displayed herself naked. She had secretly always fancied Chris. He was an attractive guy with a good body. Now, although in one way thoroughly ashamed of what she was doing, allowing two men to use her, she knew her body was responding to the treatment she was receiving. When Chris had first entered her, she could not help but respond. Now, as he thrust into her and caressed her breasts, she could not help herself, pushing her body up against his, wanting to feel every inch of his cock deep in her pussy. In the meantime, she was finding it harder to breath as Rob's swollen cock seemed to fill her mouth and throat. Almost at the same moment, both of them came. Rob was first, his warm cum filling her mouth and throat. She gagged on the quantity and quickly swallowed down as much as she could manage. Almost at the same moment, Chris cried out and she felt his cock swell inside her. His fingers gripped onto her thighs as he pressed himself deep inside her warm wet hole. She could feel his juices now mixed with hers seeping out and running down the insides of her thighs. Groggily, she straightened up as she felt Chris's cock soften inside her and slip out. He still continued to caress her breasts and he rubbed his partly naked body up against hers. Rob looked up at her. She looked a mess, her face wet from his cum, her hair messed up and trails of cum running from her overflowing pussy down her legs and soaking into her white stockings. "I think you secretly enjoyed that," he said with a grin. Margo didn't speak. He looked at Chris. "You look as though are still enjoying yourself," he said. "How did you find her pussy?" Chris smiled at his friend. "Surprisingly tight," he said. Rob nodded. "Yes, she always had a tight cunt." Margo cringed at the choice of his words. "Have you had enough of her," Rob asked, "or do you fancy some more before we let her go and clean herself up?" Chris moved away from her, holding his flaccid cock in his hands. "If she can do something with this," he said, "I wouldn't mind another go." Rob looked at Margo. "Well, you heard the man, get down on your knees and make him hard." Sometimes now she hated this man who was once her loving husband. She sank down on her knees in front of Chris. His cock was already wet from her juices as she slipped her lips around it and began to work on it. Her hands caressed his hanging balls and soon she felt the sensation as he began to harden. He groaned as she sucked on him, drawing him out of her mouth and then enveloping him again in the warm wetness. Soon he was hard. Now she didn't want to make him cum, she wanted to feel him inside her. She had not experienced a total orgasm last time and now she was feeling the need. She was disgusted with her feelings; she now wanted to be used; she wanted to feel the thrill of an orgasm. Chris pulled out of her mouth and ran his hand along the hard length of his cock. He positioned Margo on her back over the arm of the sofa, her head resting on the cushions, her body raised. He lifted her legs and spread them wide. Her pussy opened up, the wet pink interior glistening in the bright lights. He held her legs in the air as he pushed into the welcoming wet hole and smiled as Margo cried out. He pushed deep into her and began an energetic rhythm. Her lovely breasts took up the motion of her body. Now he was fucking her hard, and from the way she was gripping him, he knew she was enjoying it. Rob was amazed when she started to cry out and plead with him to "fuck me harder." He had never before heard Margo use words like that. Now the more Chris stroked into her, the more she screamed abuse at them. "You wanted my body," she cried out. "Now fucking use it, make me cum. I want to cum like I've never cum before." She gripped her heaving breasts, pulling on the hard nipples. When she did cum, it was a mind blowing experience for her, like something she had never experienced before. She thrashed about on the sofa, her fingers digging into her breasts until they left red wheals on her white skin. She pushed her heaving body as hard as she could up against the sweating Chris, wanting to feel him deep inside her. As he erupted once again inside her, she gasped for breath, and between deep breaths, she thanked him. Chris was totally exhausted. He dropped her legs and she remained motionless. Chris sank to the floor and Rob passed him a large drink, which he eagerly drank down. Rob had seen a different side of Margo tonight, a hidden side that he had suddenly released. Maybe things were going to be alright after all. He looked at her naked abused body still stretched out over the arm of the sofa. She smiled a weak smile at him. Whatever happened after this, life was sure going to be interesting, maybe for both of them. The following morning, the feeling of warm honey being poured over his genitals awakened Rob from his sleep. He lay there revelling in the wonderful sensation. It was only slowly that he realised that it was Margo that was causing him the warm exciting feeling. She was down under the bedclothes, his hardening cock being excitingly manipulated by her warm mouth. It was the first time in their married life that Margo had ever initiated sex. Before then it had always been up to Rob. Soon his cock was hard and erect. Margo ran her lips slowly up the full length and followed by squeezing it in her hands. Rob moaned. She poked her head out from under the covers and smiled down at him. She slowly licked his juices from her full lips as she continued to stroke his erection. "I hope you're going to make good use of it now that I have done all this work," she said with a grin. Rob looked at her. "I think you ought to continue. You seem to be doing a very good job." He pushed down the bedclothes and lay there, his cock standing erect from his body. Margo smiled and eased herself over him. She took his cock in her hand positioned it between her pussy lips and slowly allowed it to penetrate her as she eased her body down on it. She moaned slightly as Rob's hard erect cock sank deep into her body. At last it was fully enveloped in her warm love tunnel and she rested on his thighs with a sigh, squeezing him gently with her vaginal muscles. As she began to move her hips slowly, Rob reached out and grasped onto her breasts, squeezing the twin orbs of firm flesh, feeling the hardened nipples pushing against his fingers. What had come over this woman, he thought to himself, as she ground her body against his hard cock. In just two days she had changed from a prim, uptight, pain in the ass to a sex loving cum slut. Rob Plays it Cool It was almost eleven o'clock before the pair of them managed to drag themselves out of bed. It had been an extremely interesting morning. Rob had rung the office early on, to say he probably wouldn't be coming in. Margo made her way to the bathroom while Rob went down and prepared a late breakfast. After all the effort he had put in that morning, he was in urgent need of sustenance and he would shower later. As he cooked breakfast, he noticed that Old Bill, the gardener, was doing some work in the garden. Bill had been with them for a couple of years, and came around twice a week to keep the large garden tidy. He usually popped in around lunch time for a pot of tea and a chat. Rob had noticed that the old guy had a bit of an eye for the girls. He had seen him eyeing them when he was working near the road. He had also noticed they way he looked at Margo when he came in for his drink. Maybe, Rob thought to himself, we can have some fun, and give the old guy a treat. Margo came down looking pink and fresh after her shower, wrapped in a white towelling bath robe. They sat down together and tucked into large plates of bacon, eggs and sausage accompanied by tomatoes and mushrooms. "That was wonderful," Margo said. "I was ready for that," as she wiped the last dregs of tomato juice off her plate with a hunk of brown bread. Rob looked across at her. "You've changed over the last two days," he said. Margo nodded. "I know, I think I needed a shake up." Rob studied her for a moment. "I hope you aren't doing this just to get into my good books." Margo shook her head. "No, not all together. I have been feeling repressed for some time. That's partly why I began the affair with Victor. I didn't know how to talk to you about it." She smiled at him. "I hope it's not too late." Rob shrugged. "We will have to see." He still wasn't sure that she was being straight with him. And he still had this urge to humiliate her for what she had done. The problem now was she seemed to like being humiliated. He looked across the garden and saw that Bill was starting to put his tools away in his wheelbarrow. He would soon be calling in for his money and his pot of tea before he left. He looked at Margo still sitting at the table finishing her cup of coffee. "Have you anything on under your wrap?" Rob asked. Margo shook her head. "Wan 'a see?" she asked with a cheeky grin. Rob shook his head. "Not just at the moment," he said. "But you could just undo the belt for the moment." She looked at him puzzled but obediently pulled the belt undone. He smiled. "Now whatever happens, I don't want you to touch your wrap." She looked at him curiously. Just then there was a light knock on the kitchen door. Rob looked at her. "See who that is," he said. Margo stood up and her wrap gaped open. Instinctively, she went to pull it together. Rob looked at her sharply. "Didn't you hear what I just said?" he said sternly. Her hands dropped away. She looked nervously at the door. Then she suddenly realised it must be old Bill. She turned to Rob. "Please, Rob," she said, "you can't expect me......," she stopped. Rob grinned. "No, I don't want you to go that far," he said. "It would probably kill him at his age, or bring on a heart attack. It's just the way he looks at you every time he sees you. I thought we would give him a bit of a thrill," Margo walked across to the door and opened it. It was Old Bill who stood there. He smiled when he saw Margo. "Coming in for a cuppa?" she inquired. He nodded. "Yes, I'd love one. It's still a bit cold out there." He rubbed his hand together. She stepped aside to let him in and as she did so, the wrap parted slightly. Rob saw to his amusement the old guy give a double take, as he got a quick flash of Margo's nakedness beneath the wrap. Margo busied herself making him a pot of tea and Rob sat at the table watching. Bill never took his eyes off Margo. She made the tea and turned to Rob. "Do you want a cup as well?" she asked. Rob nodded. She poured two mugs of tea out and brought them over to the table. As she walked her legs parted the wrap and Rob grinned as he saw a quick flash of Margo's pussy. By the look on his face, Bill had not missed it either. Margo smiled as she placed a mug of tea in front of Bill. Then, instead of walking around to where Rob was sitting, she leaned over and reached across the table. This allowed the wrap to gape open and Bill was treated to the sight of Margo's exciting breasts, almost in his face. By now the old guy was sweating profusely and he looked very embarrassed, but Rob was enjoying himself and so it seemed was Margo, also. Rob smiled to himself. She had quickly developed over the last two days into a right little slut. Margo went over and collected her tea and came back and sat at the table with them. The wrap hung slightly open but her breasts were now obscured. "Do you find my wife attractive?" Rob asked, looking across at Bill. The old guy dragged his eyes away from Margo's exposed cleavage. He nodded, his weathered face reddening slightly. "She a very attractive woman, your wife," he said, "especially seeing her like that." He nodded in her direction. "Makes me wish I was forty years younger," he grinned. "I bet it's been a long time since you feasted your old eyes on something like that," Rob said, nodding in Margo's direction. Bill nodded. "Yes, I'm afraid it's all in the mind now, and the bit you see occasionally on the telly." He sighed and looked longingly in Margo's direction. She smiled at him, feeling some pleasure in the thought that she had given him some pleasure. Rob got up from his chair, and walked around and stood behind Margo. She turned and looked up at him, wondering what he was up to. He placed his hands on her shoulders. "How would it be if I gave you a good look at her?" he asked. Margo was alarmed. It was alright flashing a little, but what was he up to now? Bill looked at him. "I wouldn't mind that at all," he said with a grin. Margo felt Rob ease the wrap off her shoulders and let it fall down into the seat behind her. She saw the old guy's eyes light up as her body was now fully exposed to him. He licked his lips and rubbed a hand across his sweating forehead. "Bloody hell, she's fucking gorgeous," he said, then realised what he had said. He put his hand to his mouth. "Sorry about that, sir, it just came out." Rob smiled at him. "No problem," he said. He ran his hands down over Margo's shoulders and cupped her breasts in his hands and began to caress them gently. Margo could not help herself, groaning softly as he teased her nipples. The old man could not believe what he was seeing. Here was the woman he had lusted after for so long totally exposed before him. He watched at Rob's hands caressed her breasts and pulled gently on her already extended nipples. His eyes went down to her pussy. He could just see a trace of dark hair, but the rest was hidden from him. Rob noticed the direction of his eyes. "Open your legs, darling," he said in a soft voice. "I think he wants to get a look at your pussy." Margo slowly complied with his request and parted her legs. Old Bill was sweating now. He nervously licked his lips as Margo exposed her pussy for him. She felt totally humiliated having to expose herself like this to the gardener, but at the same time, as Rob continued to caress her breasts, she could not help feeling a little excited. She could not believe her hears when Rob asked Bill if he would like to feel her breasts. The old man nodded eagerly. "May I?" he asked. Rob smiled and nodded. The old man reached out and touched them. He couldn't believe that he was being allowed to do this. They felt firm and yet soft in his hands. It was years since he had touched a woman's breasts and he was enjoying the sensation. Rob stood aside and watched him tenderly caressing his wife's breasts. He had an urge to let him go further but he decided that that was enough for today. There would hopefully be plenty of opportunity to take things further at another time. Rob moved back behind Margo and pulled up her wrap. Bill was a little disappointed. He was just beginning to enjoy himself and he was hoping maybe that other things might be on offer, but he moved away as Rob covered her body. The old man looked at him. "That was very nice," he said. "It's been awhile since I have had my hands on a pair of tits like that." Rob smiled. He looked at Margo. "Maybe we can take things a little further another time." He saw the old man's eye light up, "That would be very nice, sir. I will look forward to that." After Bill had left, Rob turned to Margo. "You were actually excited by that, weren't you?" Margo nodded. "You actually are a bit of a slut, aren't you?" Margo felt ashamed of her reaction but she nodded. "I just wonder how far you are willing to go," he said. "Maybe we should find out."